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It may be one of John's worse insults, but it still hurts

-"You're on live,hello" -"Hello,good morning,Margarita" -"Maxim is still here, what are you!" -"Aaaah,Maxim! Oh, I'm so sorry,I forgot to say hello to that c***sucker--" -"Yeaaah..ye..wh...what...what a good fellow..."

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There is a fire in my heart that no one can see‼️

This is the Third time I’ve lived through the brutality of hunger its harshness, its silence.

I walk through the streets of the city and find nothing to feed my children.

🩸The first time was last year, when I documented my situation holding onto a piece of bread after over a month of deprivation.

🩸The second time was 6 months ago when I brought some flour for my family and I was very tired because it was a very long walk.

🩸Now, I’m reliving that same pain.

The helplessness before my children, the heartbreak, it feels like I’m failing as a father. This is the very definition of powerlessness. I am of no use to them.💔💔

*Do you feel the weight of this hunger in my heart?

*Can you hear the cries of my children’s empty stomachs?

*Is anyone out there listening?

*Can anyone help us or Or convey the voice of this hunger to those who can help us?

Please donate, we are in dire need of your humanity. I hope you will not leave us to die in this harsh hunger. We want to feel that there is someone we can rely on to lighten this burden a little.

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Please help! Sharing this would mean a lot. I’m sorry for posting about it so much- I wouldn’t if it weren’t serious. If you want to donate, here’s my Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/zombieparty Even a share helps more than you know. Thank you!!

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"The burden is too heavy to carry alone… please read 🍉💔‼️"

After we sifted the flour we received from the aid in the Neid Sareem area, this was the result—stones, pasta, and dust mixed with the flour that was supposed to feed us. My brother Hassan got only 3 kilograms, and some of it had spilled on the ground, so he had to gather it from the dirt. 💔

This is what survival looks like for us. We’re not asking for luxury—just clean, safe food to eat. In Gaza, even the basics have become a distant dream.

As you can see in this video, we extract the flour that consists of pasta and impurities to make a loaf of bread and satisfy our hunger.💔💔

Please, if you can help, your donation could mean the difference between hunger and a simple meal. We’re exhausted, but our hope still lives in your kindness 🙏🏼🙏🏼

"Every time, I feel hesitant to speak to you and I’m shy each time, but I am compelled to share this link. We are going through very difficult circumstances, and I am truly exhausted. I have a large family and I must support them, but the burden has become too heavy. I hope you can share some videos and spread the link, and if you would like to help me, here is the link." 🩷

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Help me, please. ☢️☢️

Hello everyone

I am Mohammed from Gaza. I am living in a very difficult situation. I was injured in my hand, and my home and future were destroyed. Please, friends, I need you to come to my side and donate so I can try to escape this genocide and killing. I need you, so don't let me down.

gofund.me/3f9328e8

http://gofund.me/3f9328e8

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That is my headcanon, that whenever Batman can't drive due to an injury or something, the rouges have to drive the batmobile to Arkham or wherever they're going

Battinson and Rogues shenanigans because I miss them

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I mean, it's literally them

partners

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Hello!!

I don't use tumblr that much and more active on twitter but i'd like to make an post on an popular fan artist who has harmed me and many other victims.

I am here to make another call out on @eechytooru but this time a lot more information has came out on them since 2023

TW// NSFW, IRL NUDES TO MINORS, INCEST

I'd like to talk about the old callout post briefly. The original post was made out of panic and anger so it seemed rushed and I acted very immature and for that I say I'm not proud of that on my part. Here is my first thread I made about Eechy / Teenbeeny / Vera (here)

Now onto the stuff that happened after the first blog I made, (I will be calling "Eechy" as Vera for the remainder of the post) Vera was fired on this Russian show called "CFMOT" for "allegations of hurting a victim". The whole thing received backlash so then she was re-hired. A former voice actor, Muzy Frile, who also worked on CFMOT left during this ordeal and made a thread of tweets. ( you can read the whole thing here ). To sum it up, the creator of the show is known for not firing off actors who has done heinous acts due to "popularity" and only fired them because he was pressured too.

Some time after, Vera would post more on this site, gaining more popularity rather than discipline. She would post art of Welcome home, Inside Out 2, Cookie run, and Undertale/Deltarune and her posts would get up to 1,000+ notes (note: I don't know much about tumblr but I am guessing notes are for likes, comments, etc). I say this because I know that there are minors on this app/website and I want them to be careful incase she talks to more minors in the future, I say this because she frequently hosts whiteboards and magmas with her followers!!

RECENT EVENTS!! vvvvv

In 2025 of this month, the 8th episode of CFMOT released not too long ago. Eechy was in the credits but not under her usual username (Teenbeeny) , but instead "Vera". I believe this was done to hide the fact that Vera was still working on CFMOT from the English viewers but it was quickly found out of and INSTANTLY got called out.A user on twitter made a post regarding this (here) and the news spreaded quickly throughout the ENG and RUS OSC.

It was then TWO MORE VITCIMS of her's spoke out and recalled their experiences with her: The first other victim I saw during the drama was of twitter user, @/keymasta778. They recall being in a NSFW object show camp hosted by Vera when the OP was 13 at the time. (Tweet can be found here)

The second victim was the final nail in the coffin for me. Twitter user, @/DonValski makes a google doc explain their experience with Vera with evidence of dms between them, Erp's (some of which including incest) while OP was 13 and other participant were 15 or younger, Vera was 16/17. Sometime, Vera sent the OP a nude picture of herself to the 14 year. I will end this suddenly because the rest is really sickening but I highly recommend you read the Gena's doc in full. (here)

The following day, I remembered about Vera's tumblr and reminded everyone on twitter about it. It wasn't until then that I was informed that @/eechytooru is "one of the most popular welcome home fanartists" said by one user. This is my calling to make another blog to remind and not forget what she has done so feel free to reblog and share this around!! I really want whatever fandom Eechy has been in and make them aware so they become a more safer place to hangout in without a groomer being out there.

I know this is VERY unlikely but I hope Partycoffin sees this post and reblogs this to make the fandom more safe! I'll be tagging all the fandoms that Eechy is in!!

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These are the last 4 pages I find ending funny enjoy

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When I was also on Deviant art I found this old comic that I read a couple of years ago that I really liked based on the animated series Batman Concentrat on tetch on a therapy lesson and Making him think of this memory or scenario I couldn't fit all of it so I'm putting it in 2 sections it was made by crumblygumbly.

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This is the best thing i'm gonna do with my day

“I want to see the world… But I cannot move”

Reblog the snowman to show him the world.

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This is good, i like this

Tim Drake first went to the Iceberg Lounge when he was seven years old.

Due to a rather unfortunate car collision his nanny, a sweet woman named Lillian, had never arrived to care for him while his parents went for dinner with their biggest sponsor. the woman lived thankfully, but when Tim realised he was home alone he grew fearful and took it upon himself to go and find his parents.

Luckily he was paranoid enough with them leaving so frequently he had… found a way to permanently track them.

Tim had only been allowed into the seedy lounge due to the fact that the bouncer on duty recognised him and knew his parents were inside.

Escorting the young boy inside after Tim very politely explained the situation, the man left him in the staff rom for the security and went to get the elder Drakes.

Who promptly betrayed Tim for so recklessly leaving the very safe mansion in Bristol on a public bus and then walking through Gotham in his pyjamas into a very respectful restaurant owned by a very important man all because his nanny was a little late-

Until an incredibly well dressed man came in, waving a cane around with a gleeful look on his face, “Jack! Janet! You didn’t tell me your little one was coming!”

Oswald Cobblepot, AKA the Penguin, didn’t seem to care for the frazzled and furious looks that quickly vanished into something appeasing from the Drakes and instead approached the wide eyed boy who just realised where exactly he was.

Tim looked up at the man and, knowing full well he was one of the most powerful mobsters in the whole world, promptly panicked and went into full faun mode, “I-I’m sorry Mister Pen- Mister Cobblepot, I was just alone and I got scared and I- I wanted my parents-“

Cobblepot, a feared man who had made his very name and appearance enough for people to run or give appeasing bow in a hopes he wouldn’t have them shot on the spot, then cooed.

Tim was then given a new set of pyjamas bought by a henchmen and was given his own room to sleep in for the night while his parents finished their dinner. Tim was given a hot chocolate with penguins shaped marshmallows and despite being in such a dangerous place, he felt so very safe.

Cobblepot tucked Tim in himself and with a somewhat dark look in his eyes said to him, “Look, kiddo, there’s… some people in this world who say they are good or that they will do good by and they don’t. These folks they, ah, don’t always seem like the type and that ain’t your fault, ya hear?”

Tim had listened with a confused expression but chose to keep the words in mind after considering how the older man had built his inheritance up to something so grand. He had to be smart, had to have good advice, even if he used said knowledge for nefarious means.

Tim had left a few hours later, half asleep in his mothers arms, with Cobblepot’s last words in his mind,

“If you ever need anything, you just come by, okay? Don’t worry, I won’t let anything bad happen ‘round ya, not anything that could make the big bat cross with you. But… if you need helps, any at all, just say the word.”

Tim didn’t exactly go and see the monster after that, not at least straight away, but when he got a sprained ankle one night after taking photos of Batman and Robin he panicked. Seen as The Iceberg Lounge was closer than the bus stop and he was really in a lot of pain, the then eight year old decided that it was better to get help quickly than have to wait for hours and only help himself.

So, Tim went to the Lounge and calmly asked the security if they could ask Mister Cobblepot if he could please come help him.

Having been told to allow the boy in if he came by, the man was already radioing to alert the boss only to widen his eyes at the very obviously swollen ankle the boy was standing on.

Picking Tim up carefully and taking him into the office room, he quickly got some ice and wrapped it around the limb.

Cobblepot had rushed in, alarmed at hearing the boy had been hurt and not having any other context, just to find himself telling the boy to be more careful when climbing around to take photos.

Tim, who had been given prescription medicine that Cobblepot had promised him was safe and the young boy had somewhat recklessly decided to trust, was then sleepy and embarrassed and accidentally confessed to taking photos of Batman.

Cobblepot had just been about to order his men to contact his parents, who were in Peru and unavailable, and was left with curiosity.

Tim showed him the actually very good photos and Cobblepot was left with a choice.

Use the boy for information on how he was finding and tracking the Bat or… leave the golden chance to get one over the Big Bat in favour of not hurting the young boy.

If he had lived even the slightest bit crueler of a life, if he had taken the marketing and business opportunity of dealing in kiddies and drugs and the things that are truely evil and not just money control, maybe he would have used the kid.

But this Cobblepot wasn’t as bitter as he could have been, all due to one interaction with Martha Wayne where the woman had chosen him to talk to in a crowd or ‘normal’ people.

He had to repay that kindness in more than just procreating her son.

So, Cobblepot bought Tim some new shoes and a new camera lense and told him come by in a few days so he could check his ankle was healing and maybe to see some more photos?

Tim then started to send printed out photos to Cobblepot every few weeks. Never really of Batman, but of everything and anything he photographed.

Cobblepot adored them and framed his favourite.

When winter came and Tim took as many photos as he could of the snowed in Gotham, the ice rinks and the penguins sat the zoo, Cobblepot had many of them framed and soon half of The Iceberg Lounge was covered in them.

When Robin died Tim went to Cobblepot and sobbed.

The man hadn’t understood why he was so upset at first even though he was a bit shaken by the boy dying, but all that mattered was the kid chose to come to him even though his parents were in town.

That night they talked a lot.

Tim confessed that he wanted to be like Robin, maybe not a hero, but brave and loud and funny and bright and not all polite wording, formal clothes and scheming for partnerships. He wanted to be someone more than a company and a last name, even if he did like his life and all of his friends.

Oswald opened up about his disability and how much he hated it. He told Tim about when Martha Wayne spoke to him like a person, greeting him without bending down or making a show of looking lower. He talked about how he wishes he was different and that he is only so cruel so people respect him.

They make a promise to each other that night.

Oswald promises to be nicer to himself so Tim won’t be worried about him, as well as a more loose promise of trying to avoid the meaner methods of his business.

Tim promises to be whoever he wants and that if her ever becomes Robin, he’ll turn a blind eye to the Lounge.

Tim does become Robin a year later, debuting two years later after his extensive training in an improved suit and with a far a more calculating and measured approach to the role than the last two.

Oswald didn’t stop dealing in weapons and some of the lesser drugs, but he did stop with the drugs that were harder to control and kept getting out of his connections. He still killed those who wronged him, but he gave one chance for improvement and instead of killing his men who failed he dropped their rank to things like janitors or waiters.

Oswald is hurt when his favourite gothamite stops coming around every few months for a chat or sending photos. He worries he upset the boy he started seeing as a family member, which makes him focus on the family aspects of his business, how it started and what he turned it into.

It’s almost a whole year later, a whole year of hearing about and seeing the new Robin get hurt on TV, that he meets the boy wonder.

Tim looks at Oswald, Batman commanding in his earpiece, in full gear and stares at the man in his full Penguin gear.

They lock eyes and Oswald just knows.

Twenty men have guns pointed at him, ready to fire when their boss says so, only to lower them when he stamps his cane down.

Awkwardly they all leave the room, knowing the boss is telling them too but consisted as to why.

Tim starts crying, feeling like he did when his parents were yelling at him when he first entered the Iceberg Lounge, and clenches his fist at his side and tries not to beg forgiveness.

Oswald, hurt that Robin is Tim and that Tim lied, is just so relieved because this means Tim wasn’t angry at him he just couldn’t be friends with a mod boss and be Robin at the same time.

The man smiles, wide and showing off his two golden teeth, he laughs heartily and shouts, “Congratulations, my boy! I can think of no one better for the role!”

Robin runs into Penguins arms, begging for forgiveness and asking for them to please not fight!

Oswald holds the boy for a moment before pulling away, “Listen, the boy behind this mask will always have a safe space in my Lounge, but the mask himself has a job to do. Leave me and the Bat to tussle, for both our sake.”

Sniffling, Tim pulls away and asks in a hopeful but resigned voice, “Can’t you just… stop?”

Oswald smiles and pulls the boy down for a quick squeeze, “You’ve already changed me a lot, but business don’t care for softies. Now, get outa here! My boys are tired so we’re… we’re gonna turn in for the night.”

Tim smiles, knowing full well that Oswald is giving into his puppy eyes but not willing to push it.

Batman, who was listening the whole time, is fucking furious, but can’t deny that Penguin has shaped up in the last few years and isn’t as much of a threat.

Robin is benched for three months and in that time trains with Barbara.

Tim visits Oswald, now named Uncle Ossie, every few months and sends him all of his photos even the odd ones from patrol.

Red Robin works with Penguin often, trading information and getting supplies for The Nest when he is too angry or petty to talk to anyone in the Cave.

Tim Drake has free access to the Lounge and often brings his friends. He knows all the workers names and has his own room next to his Uncle’s, who will always find the time to greet his boy with a big hug and a kiss on the cheek that he has managed to master with his pointed nose.

Everyone thinks Tim is apart of the mob, but considering he’s a CEO of Drake Industries and CFO and COO of Wayne Enterprises and seems to be a bit ignorant to crime statistics, they assume he’s just another rich dumbass or knows what he’s getting himself into.

Red Robin always shows up to the places encroaching on Penguins turf.

Tim Drake spends 57,000$ dollars on a cane made from a meteor that landed in the Arctic and has penguins engraved in the handle.

Red Robin yells at Red Hood for being mean to his ‘uncle’ and everyone assumes that’s why Penguin has gone soft, but when that same Red Robin single handedly beats the hell out of a mind controlled Superboy they decided it’s warranted.

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What other hill am i supposed to die on

I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say

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They fucking know, bro is not alright

Love you guyss (based on an idea by @itsmebeff )

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He also is a boomer and once accidentally printed out the homepage of a Website, instead of Tickets in The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog

Me : I feel nothing toward shadow the hedgehog and I highly doubt this 2h video is gonna change that.

Also me, 2h later : shadow the hedgehog is the coolest character ever invented and I would kill and die for him

Me at court after killing for him: "Your honor, in my defense, he is (unfortunately) very cool."

I am so happy I could spread my Shadow agenda to your brain. He is so cool and so stupid and so interesting, and so funny.

Can I just? Talk about him for a sec? Lemme just say some things about him. One minute.

This is him in a recent clip from the upcoming Sonic racing game. He is talking to Tails, who is (and this is true) a child. Mostly headcanoned to be 8 years old. Why is he posing like this? Why is he doing the most? Tails still drinks Capri Suns.

Above is him in the intro of that same racing game before and after he sees someone he wants to run over (in this case, metal sonic). He speeds up before he does so. HE SPEEDS UP. Frankly, it's the happiest I've ever seen him. What a loser. I love him so much I could die.

This is Shadow in Shadow Generations. He gets evil fucked up Doom Wings that he gets from his rapidly mutating evil DNA after Black Doom 2.0 returns. These wings look like a y2k metal band font. He also is faced with a past version of Maria who he can't warn about the ARK disaster because of time paradox reasons. He also seems to be in horrible pain whenever he uses his Doom powers, like he screams with agony like every time he uses these wings lmao.

In this same game, Sonic is off on the other side of white space, celebrating his birthday and having fun with his younger self having a cool adventure with all his friends. He's running with dolphins and shouting "yippee" and giving everyone high fives and eating birthday chili dogs.

At some point, Shadow cries. I would let him hit me with a car to cheer him up.

I have more to say about this game but that's in an upcoming video lol.

This is Shadow riding his motorcycle, The Dark Rider. He calls it that. What an idiot. What a fool. What a dummy. I love him.

The motorcycle was once a GUN vehicle, but Shadow has since modified it and customized it to his liking. In the Archie comics, it was implied that whenever he gets really stressed, he works on his motorcycle. I don't think that's been confirmed in canon, but it's canon in my heart.

This is the official art recently released of what I think is going to be a new cowboy skin for Shadow in one of their mobile games. He is the outlaw, and Sonic has a sheriff skin, and Outlaw Shadow's reveal was teased in the far background as a silhouette in Sheriff Sonic's promotional art which is (in my opinion) the most homoerotic thing i've ever seen. /hj

I cannot stop staring at this art. I love it so much. He has black leather gloves and the art on his hat is reminiscent of the doom wings? Also with the fringe on the shoulders, this outfit is definitely more inspired by Mexican fashion than Sonic's, which is just really cool and. Look. I could write a video essay on this outfit alone.

Anyways this is another outfit they've put shadow in. Sonic has a matching one in zebra print.

Happy Pride.

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Stop please a little 👋

We all have hearts and minds, but not all of us can use them to think clearly. Gaza needs you and your humanity and your heart to feel some humanity. Don't forget that Eid al-Adha is approaching, but there isn't one while children are dying every day This isOur children live among the rubble No food or clothes for Eid the children of the world are now enjoying themselves and in safety and security. The picture is more eloquent than any words and the pain of Gaza needs no translation.💔🍉

Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who supports us in these difficult circumstances. May God reward you. 🫶🇵🇸

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