THE TOUGHEST FIGHTER - BUTTERCUP

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“Every day I lose my beautiful days… and I die in this war.” 😭💔

I'm not okay.

I don't sleep, I don't eat, I don't breathe like other people do.

I just count what's left of me... and wait.

Will I die today? 😭

Will a missile fall on me and end this pain once and for all?

Will I lose my son, still swimming in my belly, searching for a beating heart, a small dream, a chance to survive?

But I have nothing for him… no milk, no roof, no safety… only my fear. 💔

Yesterday, I saw in my dream a child reaching out his hand to me, saying, "Mom, save me."

I woke up screaming...

But no one heard me.💔

There's no room in my body for bullets, but war resides in my eyes, in my womb, in my silence, in every heartbeat I hear from inside my belly. Even hope no longer visits me, even prayer has become faint. 💔

Please...

Help me before I become another silence on this weary earth.

Help me before this child loses his mother... just as I lost everything.

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Help Asmaa evacuate her family and treat her husband abroad

I am Michelle from Greece, and I am running a campaign for Asmaa. Please consider donating if you can to help them.

Also, my husband is between life and death and I am helpless 💔

I am the wife of a man who was never just a husband… He was my support, my hope, and my everything in this cruel world. And today, as I write these words, my heart breaks for him as he battles his illness without medicine, without a hospital bed, and without even the reassurance of peace.

My husband has severe pneumonia, and hepatitis is eating away at his body day after day. His ability to breathe is no longer what it used to be, and his chest pain wakes him up terrified. As for me, all I can do is wipe away his sweat and hide my tears.😭

I watch my loved one wither away in front of me, and I don't have the money, the support, or even a safe place to rest my head. We count his breaths in prayer, hoping he'll hold on for another day... that someone will come... that someone will hear us. 💔😭

I appeal to those with compassionate hearts, those who have the ability to help, do not delay. A human life is in your hands, and my husband does not need much, just hope... just medicine... just a chance to live.

Share my campaign 🙏

Thank you 🤍

To those who keep scrolling... this is not just another link ⚠️.

This is my home—bombed and reduced to rubble🏡❤️‍🩹.

This is my room—crushed until its height became less than 30 cm💔 🧱.

This is my teddy bear and the cover of my bed—pulled from under the debris with my own hands🧸🥹.

We spent over a month clearing rubble just to build a tent beside the ruins ⛺.

But even the tent wasn’t allowed to stay... ❌

We were forced to leave—by an order from the occupation ⚠️🥹.

It feels like every trace of life is being taken from us, again and again 😔 .

I’ve shared. I’ve begged. I’ve screamed💔.

But the silence around me is louder than my pain🥹.

This isn’t just a donation campaign—this is a cry for life ✊.

If you can’t donate, share 🤝.

And if you can’t share—don’t look away like nothing is happening👌🏻.

Some of us are being buried alive—under the world’s silence🔥.

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Update!!! Signal boost please!!! (help your friendly lesbian tumblr friend out.)

Hey! I didn’t want to make this post but they have cut my hours at work to 20 hours a week. I really need some help paying for some bills  , food and food for my pets. I also need to get some hygiene products . If you have anything to spare please consider donating . I really need the help and have been really stress . my cold has became worse and might need to get a covid test please donate if you can . if you cant please reblog i really am stuggling and coming down with this cold has made things wrose.

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Been stressed and unhappy so here is Blossick angst

I was finally able to rewatch Wreck-It Ralph for the first time in years a couple of days ago and I genuinely cannot believe that I forgot about how weirdly obsessed I was over the Sugar Rush NPCs (especially the hard candy ones). They were really memorable to me as a kid, probably being the character designs that I focused the most on back then, along with the Cybugs.

Anyways, here's a little AU idea that I came up with some of them! A hard candy NPC finds a baby cybug sometime after the events of the movie, adopting it as a pet! Most of my ideas for it are just silly little hijinks with her and a bunch of other Sugar Rush NPCs, lol.

This is another drawing of Himeko Hayashi, the main protagonist of the persona 6 imagine!

Himeko Hayashi is a sweet and silly girl who’s a hardcore gyaru, she tends to break the dress code, like a lot. But she has a huge heart for everyone around her, but she can be dense.

However, when she goes to live with her older sister for a year, in a quieter, boring old neighborhood in Hokkaido, and goes to the Mizo School building, things begin to reveal itself and the forests only look creepier…