people actually need to wake tf up about isnotreal and palestine. people also need to educate themselves, because that’s one of the most important ways to help. im not any sort of educator, but i know that it’s not hard to find sources and stuff like that. and LISTEN to palestinian journalists, influencers, PEOPLE. another important thing to do is BOYCOTT. some people can’t boycott everything, which, i get, but it’s not that hard to switch from some corporation to something local. e.g., buying local coffee instead of starbucks or dunkin donuts. not only are you protesting isnotreal, you’re also supporting local businesses, and that’s great. all in all, people should do everything they can to help, and if you can’t help them, at least don’t hurt them.
ALSO!!!! LOOK AT THE BDS MOVEMENT WEBSITE!!!! ITS SUPER IMPORTANT!!!!
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i wish i could hug my bestie but we are kilometers away
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Good girl bad blood has completely traumatized me. I went to the end to read a sneak peak and uhhhhh. I'm starting at the wall now. I'm not ready for as good as dead. Help.
-⭐ (help. Please. I didn't know what I was getting myself into HELPPPP)
AHHHHH I haven’t read that/those. Wdym traumatised???? Wtf did you read???
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help -🐼
Sapnap what’s wrong pls :(
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is there a fan translation team for the dmmd webtoon yet??
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Hello 🙏,
I am Amal, a mother of seven children ranging from 15 years to 7 months old 🍉.
Due to escalated war conditions, I relocated to the south, leaving my husband in the north to care for his ailing father.
I am eager to reunite with my husband and children as soon as possible 🙏♥️.
I have initiated a fundraising campaign to support our journey, and I look forward to your support and participation to collectively become a beacon of hope in achieving this dream🙏🙏.
Vetted by @90-ghost
To anyone who sees this, please help. Since i am still a minor i can't or have a donation thingy (i dont know what its called), as much as i would help i really couldn't. Please spread this.
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Hello, I am a human medicine student from Gaza City. I am asking you for urgent help in publishing the link for my family and delivering it to people interested and able to help us. I did not want to do that, but the tragic situation we are living in is what made me have to do this. I feel sad and helpless, after we had Everything, we are now homeless on the streets, we live in a tent next to a dilapidated public toilet and there is sewage, filth and waste everywhere, we sleep on it! We suffer from terrible heat, insects and scorpions, the danger of death, bombs and missiles, in addition to hunger of course, and the danger of pollution and terrible diseases.Especially digestive, respiratory and reproductive! My younger siblings are suffering and very sick. They are terrified of everything, especially scorpions and insects. My father and mother cannot bear it any longer. You have the right to imagine that when you spend your life building for yourself and your children to live a decent life, all of this goes away in the blink of an eye, and now when you reach the age you should To rest in it, you are forced to start over !!? , but the most important thing now is to try to stay alive and protect your children from all the factors of death that surround us! I ask anyone who has humanity or conscience to feel our situation and put himself in our place. How can a person who has lived with dignity all his life accept this? We are dying slowly every day. Please, if anyone can help, even if just a little, do not delay! Your little means a lot to us!
https://gofund.me/5f12ba33
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sleep
if your trying to get sleep but cant try Imagining someone you like and is nice. near you and helping you fall asleep. from either you laying on their lap and them patting your head or think of something good that happened when you were with them.
please try to get some sleep even if it's an hour
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I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt
“Woah. You look like shit."
Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.
The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.
"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."
And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.
The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.
If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.
"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.
"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.
"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.
The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.
He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."
There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.
"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."
Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"
"Daniel? Is that you?"
His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.
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