oldworldbluez
oldworldbluez
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Erez - 25 - they/them
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oldworldbluez · 19 hours ago
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oldworldbluez · 1 day ago
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notice how it's "with mama" and not "with papa". even in a fake cutesy tumblr scenario, she took the fucking kids. <- what I imagine i'd be posting as a divorced dad on tumblr
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oldworldbluez · 8 days ago
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kageaki moe kageaki moe kageaki moe kageaki moe kageaki moe
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oldworldbluez · 10 days ago
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new tumblr game. put in the tags a GENUINE flaw your fav(s) has. cant be something like "too kind" or "loves too much" like something genuinely bad messed up morally wrong they are or have done
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oldworldbluez · 11 days ago
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Mods! Misinterpret her intentional whimsy in bad faith and mistake it for sincere idiocy!
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oldworldbluez · 13 days ago
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Opened insta reels for the first time in months and I think it might literally be hell
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oldworldbluez · 13 days ago
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maybe i've posted about this before but it's amazing how quickly you can tell that someone has spent a prolonged period of their lives indentured to the well being of others versus those who have not. people who walk around sustaining the shock of someone else's psychic wound versus people who've rarely been asked for anything beyond the norm from others. you might be inclined to think that people like the latter don't really exist, that everyone has to be the parent or the adult in the room at some time or another-and you wouldn't be wholly incorrect. but when those people need help there is always a very particular kind of person they turn to. a very particular kind of person who can be easily peeled out of a crowd for their ability to sustain everything. everyone. like a whale carcass at the bottom of the sea.
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oldworldbluez · 13 days ago
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oldworldbluez · 13 days ago
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In Gaza, children are not just losing their homes — they’re losing their innocence, their families, and their futures. This photo says it all: two wounded siblings, comforting each other in the absence of the world. No one is standing beside us like ourselves. And still, we hold each other together.
I am a mother living this same nightmare. My son is badly injured. He cries every night in pain, and I live every moment afraid I might lose him. He needs urgent medical treatment abroad — but we are trapped in a place where even hope is under siege. I fear I will wake up tomorrow and find him gone. Just like so many other mothers here.
Please — if you have a heart, don’t look away. Help me save my child’s life. Every donation brings us closer to the treatment he desperately needs. Stand beside us. Stand with humanity. Help us bring back the future they are trying to erase.
Please Donate now:👇👇 👇
✅️My campaign is vetted by el-shab-hussein& Nabulsi's, my number verified on the list is ( #355)✅️ 👇
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oldworldbluez · 13 days ago
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oldworldbluez · 16 days ago
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i stay up late to be happy for a few more hours
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oldworldbluez · 16 days ago
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What’s a cover song that you think is better than the original?
I’ll start with my controversial take that the Chris Stapleton cover of Nothing Else Matters is better than the Metallica one
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oldworldbluez · 28 days ago
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unfortunate e-panhandling post
my student loans for this semester have all been eaten up, and everything I had in savings just went to fixing Yves's computer so he can actually keep applying to jobs. I am getting assistance from my parents, but they're dealing with my mother's cancer treatment, and can only contribute enough to cover rent. while my wages should take care of monthly expenses, that still leaves me with $0 for food, gas, cat supplies, and literally anything else that might be needed. on top of that I'm aging out of my parents' health and dental insurance at the end of the month, so all my medication will cost more.
I'm not in life-threatening dire straits, and I have a support system, but it would be really really nice to also have food money, lol. if anyone has a little to spare, I would very much appreciate it. I can also do pixel art for anyone who wants to feel like this is a transaction and not a donation! everything on here is mine, in case you don't know what my stuff looks like. thank you.
pp @ IsWeis / vm @ isweis / ca $ isweis99
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oldworldbluez · 28 days ago
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White Hair and Trauma Brawl Round 1; Poll 27
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remember, voting is based on swag, trauma, and favoritism!!
trauma and propaganda under the cut!
Trauma! 
Killua:  “Horrifically abusive family and training to become an assassin, both emotional and physical- Though it’s a bit more complicated than that. Also constantly having loved ones in danger and near death, but I’ll avoid going into details for spoilers’ sake.”
“Killua was raised as a child assassin and tortured regularly by his family. He ran away from home to become a Hunter but his abusive older brother came after him and manipulated him into getting disqualified, saying Killua isn't qualified to have friends. Killua does eventually leave, makes friends etc. but he struggles to get past his family's teachings!!
Later, Killua also becomes part of an extermination team against extremely powerful enemies. I should note Killua is 12-14 at this point (depends on what version of the timeline you use lol). And Killua is TERRIFIED that his best friend Gon is going to die and/or doesn't actually want Killua around, and Killua is basically steeling himself to die with Gon and breaking down over his own uselessness. Which culminates in Killua witnessing what is more or less Gon's suicide attempt and having to be the one to save him.”
Mathis (Sr.): Is 23 years into the lifespan of 30 (at best) in a country that he hates. Has to do a job working for the government that he hates. Lives in a village that he hates. Has a wife who convinced him to have a kid he didn't really want and is now helping a rebellion against the government. Got jealous and snitched on his wife and immediately regretted it when the government killed her and burnt down the entire village and blinded his son. Tried doing a suicide run to rescue his kid and his wife's life work, somehow failed to die. Ran away to another country. Someone wrote an abridged play about this whole affair. He did not get paid for it but now everyone knows him as that Foreign Guy With The Blind Son. Joined a criminal gang for like 5 bucks. Criminal gang imploded. Joined a new group where out of 3 other adults, 2 are cops and the 3rd is a mildly fascist pro-government animated corpse from his home country. And the corpse is the only guy sympathetic to him. 
Propaganda!
Killua: "he’s also literally purple. coolest color. and he has skateboard"
“Its gotta be killua like c’mon. deuteragonist who’s whole character arc is about recognizing and healing from his trauma?”
Mathis (Sr.): He's literally the worst. Barely any redeeming qualities, has a very cute son he didn't really want and frankly he kinda treats him like ass even if he's the centre of his life. Had a very cool wife who he fumbled harder than anyone has ever fumbled before. Is generally a miserable and unpleasant person most of the time because his life is joever and he's got the insides of a 60 year old despite being 23 because he's gonna die at 30 at best. Vote for him because truly this is all he's got going for him and also he'll be dead soon. Please give him a win for once in his sad little life.
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oldworldbluez · 28 days ago
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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
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War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
With love and endless gratitude
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oldworldbluez · 1 month ago
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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️‍🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
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Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 ) ✅️
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
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oldworldbluez · 1 month ago
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Me at the beginning of this year: I’m so gonna fix my life dude this is gonna be the year everything changes I’m not gonna let anything slip through the cracks it’s time to live
Me approaching the end of March:
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