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Am by names of Shamim ,am aged 23years and am a transgender man who lives in camp of refugees in Sudan .
I ran from home after my parents found out that am an lgbtq member ,in this they wanted even to kill me because in islam following in love with your fellow gender mate is Hallam.
In this they chased me out of home and they said that am no longer there biological child at all in this may parents said that l might be cursed .
So l had to move to Sudan ,where l found a certain camp and its called Gorom refugee camp settlement.
In this camp l found alot of people ,and children ,l joined the camp but situation was not good on my side ,no food ,no shelter ,no clean drinking water,still to me as a transgender man l faced discrimination ,homophobic attacks ,still no access to any work because of my gender appearance ,.
Now am in the month of Ramadan and l would love to fast because me am a moslem,but unfortunately as have told u about the situation am passing through some times l fail to fast.
Kindly in need of food ,drinks at least so that l can get Daku .
I wish l could get support from anywhere in this fasting period InshaAllah🤲🤲
Praise Lord Hermes by taking the time to write. In a journal, a blog, a notes app, anything. Just write.
Hey *hand on shoulder* you know that Greece, along with most of the balkan countries, has been under ottoman turkish rule for more than 400 years? You know that Greece today has many economic problems today, despite it's history being rich?
You know that Greece is very prone to forest fires and natural disasters?
Also, do you know that Greece, along with Serbia, Croatia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, as well as Montenegro... They are all protesting against corruption, and no one talked about it.
You talk about wanting to have temples to worship in modern day, but you don't care about the land that those temples would be built on?
Greece may be an Orthodox Christian country. But trust me, the gods are still very much living there. Their spirit is still there. Poseidon is still ruling the waves, Zeus is still watching over in the sky, Demeter is taking care of the crops.
All i am asking is... Spread awareness. I am saying this on behalf of my greek friend, firstly, who has complained to me about their issues not being heard. LEARN HISTORY. STUDY CURRENT WORLD EVENTS. SEND LOVE TO THE LAND OF GREECE, WHO HAS ENDURED GREAT HARDSHIPS.
e-offering to Lord Hermes 💛
Great son of Zeus and Maia,
God of travelers, of luck, of guidance,
I ask for your protection during these next few days as I journey out of town,
I feel safer following you and appreciate all you do to keep my days going smoothly and my luck abundant,
thank you for your blessings,
I post this offering in your honor,
asking for any protection you can provide 💛🪽
My name is mahmoud mohammed jaafar jaafar i studied computer engineering and graduated from university in 2023 i worked as a software engineer in a local company here in gaza unit the war started, then the company got destroyed and became unemployed and our house is destroyed partially and became inhabitant to live in but nevertheless we stayed in it because we do not else to go i currently live in north gaza where is a scarcity of food and i have 3 brothers and 4 sister one of them died while he was trying to find food for the family so i am the eldest in my family now i have to provide a living for them
Any amount you give me will help me a lot in supporting my family in Gaza in light of the fear and lack of food, medicine and drink
E-offering to Lord Hermes!
One who sways the delicate petals of flowers by his winds,
Who delivers luck and peace into sorrowful souls,
One who brings meanings into the meaningless.
Praise Hermes!
Hello, my name is Areej Kassab. I’m a 27-year-old English teacher and writer from Gaza, and I’m reaching out to you with a heavy heart and a desperate plea for support. My family and I are enduring unimaginable hardships as relentless bombings devastate our home and our dreams.
We are a family of 15—10 adults and 5 children. Every day is a battle for survival. Food is scarce, humanitarian aid is not reaching us, and my little nieces and nephews go to bed hungry. Among them is my sister, who is deaf, and another sister who has a newborn baby. They, too, are suffering in this crisis, and I’m doing everything I can to protect and provide for them.
💔 A Life in Ruins The war has robbed us of everything: safety, peace, and even the hope of a future here. My family’s needs are basic yet critical—food, clean water, diapers for the babies, gas for cooking, and other essentials to make it through each day.
With rising prices and limited access to necessities, we are struggling to provide even the most basic items. My sister’s home has been destroyed, and we are working together to ensure everyone has shelter, food, and warmth.
✨ My Plea for Your Support ✨ I’m a writer, and I’ve been documenting the harsh realities faced by my community under siege. But words can only do so much. We need action, and we need help. Your kindness can save us.
🙏 How You Can Help
Donate: Every contribution, no matter how small, brings us closer to securing the essentials we desperately need.
Share Our Story: If you can’t donate, please share this post to help us reach others who can.
Your support will help provide food for the children, clean water for my family, and basic supplies to help us survive this unimaginable crisis.
Thank you for reading, for caring, and for standing in solidarity with us. Together, we can create a lifeline for my family—a chance to live, to dream, and to hope again.
With love and gratitude, Areej Kassab ❤️
Please, please help me spread the word and help. The situation is getting more difficult for us and we are suffering from very miserable conditions. Despite all this, donations have stopped because my accounts were closed and a group of Zionists reported and closed my accounts. I am in dire need of you and I thank everyone who stood by me and I am indebted to you for that. Please stand with me in these very difficult times.
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Take two!! Did their tattoos!!
Okay so in order!
1: library of alexandria burning memorial tattoo! Tried to do thw painting but its pixels so
2: sandstone layering, mostly because i find it pretty!
3: joan of arc riding into battle! Barely visible though
4: two fossils, i dont know anything about fossils! Its the shell one and one that looks like a bug stingray? Not sure!
5: two dinosaur skeletons!
6: bones!!! Fun fact, i love bones!! The arm and hand thing is something i always drew on myself in sharpie(and promptly got in trouble for) and i actually made a shirt with a spine down the back and ribs once!
That should be it!
“So? You nervous?”
You huffed, doing your best to ignore the finger poking your cheek in favor of studying the clipboard you were holding.
Lev whined your name, sounding more like a petulant toddler than a 6’4 high schooler, “Hey— don’t ignore me! It’s mean!”
“Lev!” Yaku turned around in his seat as much as he could, glaring at the first year, “Drop it!”
The taller boy fell back into his seat, pouting dramatically, “I just wanted to help her if she was nervous.”
“Pestering her isn’t helping her, is it?”
You heard Kuroo and Kai snicker from where they were seated in front of you, and you put the notes down in your lap, placing an arm on Yaku’s shoulder to sit him down.
“Lev, I appreciate that you want to help me,” You leaned into the isle of the bus to look back at him, “But poking me isn’t going to help me.”
His playful pout turned serious, and he looked sheepish at your light scolding, “Sorry.”
He looked so much like a kicked puppy you felt almost bad, and just smiled lightly at him, “If I have any questions I think you can answer I’ll come to you first, okay?”
Lev brightened almost immediately, a proud glow on his face, “Well of course! As Nekoma’s future ace I can help you with anything!”
“Except your receives.”
“Yaku!”
You shook your head, turning back around in your seat.
“Hey,” You glanced up, seeing Kai peeking back at you between his and Kuroo’s seats, “Are you feeling nervous?”
Yaku and Lev were busy bickering, and your head dropped forward a bit, “A little,” You admitted, “Meeting other schools and all these strangers sounds terrifying.”
He smiled at you, and the calmness in his eyes did as it always did, calming your racing heart, “Don’t worry. We’re pretty close with all the teams coming, everyone’s friendly, if not a bit overly competitive.”
“With that in mind,” You both jumped as Kuroo interjected, sitting on his knees to turn to you, “You have a few ground rules, our dear, little manager.”
You raised an eyebrow at your captain, “Why?”
He grinned, that stupid, cocky one he knew got under your skin, “We can’t have you being kidnapped or scared off after our first training camp, now can we?”
“Kuroo—”
He waved Kai off, and he had caught the attention of most of the team at this rate, much to your embarrassment.
“Rule one; no being alone with Bokuto, especially if Akaashi isn’t nearby. God knows that spikey haired owl would try and steal our manager to join their manager duo.”
Yaku plopped down into his seat, crossing his arms as he glared up at the captain, “I doubt Bokuto would actually—”
“Rule two! No being alone with Karasuno’s libero and that bald headed spiker of theirs.”
“Okay, that’s a rule I can get behind.” Yaku muttered.
From a few rows back Yamamoto decided to pipe in, “Don’t worry cap— I’ll keep those two away from our precious manager! After I rub it in their faces, of course.”
Kenma, who had been playing his console game with his headphones on, glanced over at his seatmate annoyed, “Sit down.”
“Are those the only rules?” You crossed your arms, mimicking how Yaku was seated.
Before Kuroo could respond, he was interrupted, “Sit down! All of you!”
Everyone fell back into their seats quickly, Kuroo’s cheeks flushing as Nekomata chuckled as Naoi scolded the team, “You all have ridden a bus enough times to know better, c’mon.”
“Sorry, coach.”
“Sorry!”
You leaned over to Yaku, “What’s with the people I’m being warned against?”
He sighed, smiling at you, “Bokuto is Fukurodani’s captain. He’s just a bit overly energetic. He and Kuroo are really good friends, so you can’t avoid him entirely. He’s nice, don’t worry about that. And Karasuno…”
He trailed off, as if debating on the proper response, “Their libero, Nishinoya, and their spiker he mentioned… Tanaka, I believe. They’re a bit… what’s the word?”
“Girl crazy?” Lev pipped up, leaning his face forward between the seats, cheeks squished.
“They have two managers there, a first and a second year. They used to rub it in our faces, well, more Yamamoto’s face that they had two managers, and we had none. Until now.”
Lev glanced at you, attempting to grin, though it looked rather funny, “You don’t mind being paraded like a trophy, do you?”
“What?” You felt your face warm at Lev’s question, and Yaku huffed, pressing his palm against Lev’s face, pushing him back.
“Ow!”
“Why’d you have to say it like that?”
Lev rubbed his nose, “What? He’s gonna wanna show her off! We got the coolest manager!”
His childish praise made your heart flutter, and you picked up the clipboard once more, staring at the papers but not processing any of the words before you.
“If he does anything stupid just let me know,” Yaku sighed, eyes closing, “I’ll run drills so hard they’ll pass out from exhaustion.”
“And the demon upperclassman shows his face once more.”
Without opening his eyes or responding he sent a strong kick against the seat in front of him, Kuroo’s startled yelp ringing through the bus.
Attempted to draw Dazai in a messier look with my style, instead of doing everything cleanly like I usually do lol. This looks more sketch-like, I like it
Another repost???✌🏼
Thank god I have some of my old art saved on my phone so I can repost these 😭
I made this in a hurry but I genuinely like it a lot so it'll be a little place holder for requests
Part 17 of re-drawing avatar screenshots
"I'm a lot like joker. From the movie, joker." *Boimg*
I apologize for the long wait for any requests I got I'm currently going through an art block and have almost no imagination 😭
Azula brain rot go brrrr
@missaccuracy I forced myself to read smoke and shadow so I'll try to draw kiyi and azula till next week 🩷
Repost while I'm making more
Idk I might make more of these tbh also boomer ozai canon (idk that he's in his 40s) ᕙ(@°▽°@)ᕗ
repost
he's honestly such a kitten <( ̄︶ ̄)>