This is my new reaction image to everything ever
Bonus fem Fyolai
The outfits are a reference to Me and Mr Wolf by the Real Tuesday Weld
(No capelet version beneath cut)
Pulls out my wlwarhead and yurifies your yaoi
Theyre kinda fugly cause I did em during class but eh
Also fem!chuuya is a futch because I said so /lh
šāØ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ā¤ļøāš©¹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and Iām from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today Iām sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasnāt been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from usā25 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.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldnāt have imagined weād 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, weāre reminded of how much weāve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Hereās what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
š Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
š¢ Loss: The absence of the 25 family members weāve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
š 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, itās a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ā¤ļø
Canāt donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isnāt just about helping us meet our goalāitās about reminding us that weāre not alone in this fight. Itās about hope. Itās about survival. And itās 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, Iām endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ā¤ļø
I die for nikolais official arts but seriously what's with his body?bones is named bones for a reason huh??i always imagine nikolai as a strong capable man(we all know what he did in the story and if he can kill government officials and toy with atsushi with ease then he is definitely athletic and strong enough...)BRO this art this body belongs to a malnourished underweight boy!!!it doesn't even fit his head!!!!
Trapped family in Gaza appeals for help to surviveššš
I am Monis from Gaza, from a family of 8, I am a cancer patient and my wife is a liver patient
I need to receive treatment quickly, but I cannot because of the war on Gaza. The health situation is very difficult, and I need your help to travel outside Gaza and receive treatment for cancerŲ
months of war we decided to start a donation campaign to collect $5000 per person to get out of Gaza to Egypt through coordination, my father needs to travel to receive cancer treatment outside Gaza,
A medical report indicates that I am a cancer patient, and this is a referral to travel from Gaza to receive treatment. Now I cannot leave Gaza because of the war. I need your help and support Because my health condition is getting worse every day
is our story - On October 7, our lives changed forever. My family and I left our home to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but that did not happen. Our home was surrounded and then completely destroyed. Our home, which was once a bastion of hope, is now in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.
I we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water and safe shelterŲ I cannot provide young children with clothes or anything to make them forget the cruelty of warŲ Winter is coming and I am unable My family's needs
I appeal to the entire world to hear my and my family's sad cries in Gaza. We need a helping hand to In leaving Gaza and receiving treatment for cancer, I hope you will help me
We live in a bad placešš
Our house was destroyed and we had nothing left. Now we live in a place covered with some old fabrics to cover our bodies so that people do not see us. We live in a place that does not protect us from the cold of winter.
A bad place that no one can tolerate
I can't afford a plastic cover. We want to build a new waterproof tent to protect my children from the winter. I want tarpaulins to put over the tent we live in. We are drowning from the heavy rains. Also the weather is cold. We can't live without winter supplies. The prices here are very expensive and we can't afford to buy them.
Therefore, my friend, Can you help us? and Donate to us to provide plastic cover and materials to provide the requirements for building a new waterproof tent It is suitable for living and is protected from insects and dirt that cause diseases
The goal of the donation campaign is to help us secure livelihoods by providing food, water, and shelter (a place to sleep). I am a cancer patient. Medicines must be provided to receive treatment as soon as possible. Medicines are not available in Gaza due to the war. We must travel abroad So that I can receive treatment
It would be so helpful if you could check out my GoFundMe and donate to my family. By sharing and donating, you are helping me get treatmentš and helping my family survive the horrors of famine and genocide. It will give us hope to rebuild our home and reclaim some of the life that was stolen from us.
If each person gave $20, you would help us live in the difficult conditions in Gaza
I hope you will donate even a little, my friends. Your donation will help us withstand this suffering.
Donation link in bio.Your donation will save us ššš
Thank you all šš«
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i have the flu and the art block demons are chewing on me. GRRR WHY IS THE QUALITY SO BAD.
Imagine you are Akutagawa. You wake up a blank slate- knowing simply your name and your purpose: protect the princess. Protect the commoners. Those are your only thoughts. Your only duty.
And so you do.
You must slay the evil that threatens the princess. Slaughter it so that it never darkens her doorstep again. Destroy it so that no commoner must fear again. But what you find is not simply the evil, but someone else. He seems to recognize you, but you cannot. He calls to you, afraid- you don't listen. Who is he?
No matter. He is a commoner, which means he must be protected. That is all there is to it. All that matters is destroying the evil in front of you. Nothing more. Nothing less. That is your duty as a knight.
You clash with the evil, a blur of blades and power and sparks. You fight to protect and to serve and to succeed.
And then you fall. You don't quite know how, but you fall nonetheless. You are prone and bleeding and hurt. You are lifted into the air, pain and anger and the voices: Protect the Princess. Protect the commoners. Protect the Princess. Protect the commoners. But you cannot move. You cannot fight. You accept your fate as a knight should. That is all you can do.
A weight crashes into you, heavy and deliberate. You feel yourself fall again, but this time it's different. Because you see him. Arms outstretched. Arm. Arm outstretched. He saved you- protected you. He let himself hurt for you. Die for you. Why? Why would he do this? Who is he? What is he? Why?
Why?
Why?
"Consider us even. Away with you..." he smiles at you, turning to light. "...you fool."
And you remember.
And you remember.
And you scream because that is your partner, your other half, your fool. The man you found enough to hurt for. To die for. To protect because he is Atsushi Nakajima and that was reason enough.
And you remember.
And you scream.
Children in Gaza are losing their limbs every dayājust like the little girl in this heartbreaking photo. The war has stolen their futures, their mobility, and their right to live in peace. My own son, Qais, is just two years old. He was injured in an airstrike, and I cannot afford the medical treatment he desperately needs. As a mother with no income, I beg youāplease Donate and help us. Your donation could be the reason Qais walks again.
This is the terrifying reality for many children in Gaza:
1. Airstrikes often target residential areas, leaving children with life-altering injuries.
2. Hospitals lack medicine and equipment, and most families cannot afford private care.
3. Children like Qais are at risk of permanent disability, even death, without timely treatment.
I watch my child cry in pain every night, and I can do nothing but hold him. No mother should face this. We need your support now more than ever. Every donationāno matter the amountācan help save Qaisās , his future, and his life. Please, donāt look away. Help us heal.
Donate Now Here
Please stop āšØ you're the only hope to save a childšš
Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )ššµšø
š¬ Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, weāve now reached $12,837āa milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, Iāve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. Itās in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, Iāve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
ā21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighborās House Was Destroyedā A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
ā22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruinsā This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
Despite everything, weāre still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than beforeāand for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
Weāre trapped.
š We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. šØāš©āš§ Our family is forever changedāwe havenāt just lost people; weāve lost pieces of ourselves. š Basic needs go unmetāeven clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yetā¦
Your support reminds us that weāre not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That weāre not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: Youāre walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
If youāve already donatedāthank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
This isnāt just about reaching a fundraising goal. Itās about surviving war with dignity. Itās about believing in tomorrow. Itās about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. Youāve helped me find my voiceāand I will use it to keep hope alive.
Thereās something I need to sayāsomething thatās been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didnāt know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fearāfear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
Iām learning as I go. Iāve slowed down. Iām more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came fromāand I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ā„ļø
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I especially hate when people say Lucy's only personality is liking Atsushi, bc it literally isn't. She's actually was already fleshed out during the guild arc and the reason it seems like her only personality is liking Atsushi is bc the fandom only seems to care abt her in the context of Atsushi. Also regarding canon itself Atsushi IS essential to Lucy's character development, their relationship is the turning point for Lucy's character. Lucy would not have turned away from the Guild if not for Atsushi.
The one point I'll give the haters is we don't know much abt Lucy's relationships outside of Atsushi which I admit is unfortunate but that kind of applies to most of the Guild, since there hasnt been like, any extra Guild centric content and most of the members only get screentime/relationship development with one specific other character (Steinbeck and Lovecraft, Hawthorn and Margaret, Louisa and Fitzgerald, Poe and Ranpo).
Also even if you step into the haters shoes, Poe is arguably more centered around Ranpo than Lucy is around Atsushi (seriously even his backstory was facilitated by Ranpo's presence) but a good portion of the fandom adores him regardless.
(also disclaimer this isn't to say I think Poe is badly written)
why do some (not all) bsd fans hate the female characters so much? i donāt get it. like, everybody hates teruko for just DOING HER JOB because she was fighting sigma. then people say, āoh, i donāt like her because her childish personality is annoying not because sheās a woman just TRYING TO DO HER JOBā and then their favorite character is ranpo. or, people will hate a female character because she āgets in the way of their favorite shipā. if you havenāt seen this before iām happy for you, but an example is ālucy gets in the way of sskk!!ā seriously? like, seriously? that is so fucking stupid. (saying this as a sskk/taniatsu shipper) just ship whatever you want and let that character exist. and to those who deny this, if lucy was a man and akutagawa was a woman youād hate akutagawa because she āgets in the way of atsulucyā thereās also the āoh, her only personality is liking a man!!ā when we were first introduced to katai his only personality trait was liking a woman and the fandom still loved him. i donāt like that in any character, but iām willing to put up with it if the author fleshes out the characterās personality later. i absolutely despise the way this fandom treats female characters, yeah, some of their writing isnāt the best but theyāre still necessary to the plot. this has been lou. iām sorry for all the rants iāve been doing recently, but iām pissed about a lot of things. thank you for coming to my ted talk.