*sigh*

LOOK. LOOKIT. LOOK AT HIS 💫SMILEE 💫. IM ACTUALLY CRYING RN. HIS SMILE IS SO PRETTYYYY. HES THE TYPE OF PERSON I WANT TO HUG AND THEN CRY ON. I WILL PROTECT THIS MAN WITH MY LIFE. I WOULD DIE FOR HIM.

🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

Chuffed

Help Nadin Keep Her Life Stitched Together

My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

HEY GUYS! I'M BACK AND I'M STRONGER THAN EVER! AND GUESS WHAT?? IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! SEND ME SOME REQUESTS :))

(Note: I will not write any smut, since I am not comfortable with writing that type of stuff. No incest, rape, etc will not be written here either. Mentions of it will occur in angst fanfics, drabbles & such if requested.)

guys... GUYS.... THEY'RE LITERALLY THE SAME PERSON????- WHY HAS NO ONE TALKED ABOUT THIS WHAT. HELLOOOO??

happy birthday to this fine lad :3

small update on that birthday week story thing..

ok im gonna be completely honest...

i genuinely had NO motivation to do that freaking thing. like my adhd was PHYSICALLY stopping me from writing. 💀

SO! here's what i'll do. I'll write that miguel x reader BUT it's gonna take a bit of a while cuz I have to do a lot of more stuff outside of tumblr. hopefully you guys'll understand and will wait for me on this one. thanks again <33

Pedro Pascal characters realizing they love you

A/N: PART 2 BABYYY!! 

I recommend reading the first one so you can get the first set of characters. Thank you guys for the likes on my first one! I really appreciate it :)

Characters: Various Pedro Pascal Characters x Reader

RATING:Fluff :>

WARNINGS: Y/n? Who’s that? There’s only MC. literally just 3 cuss words. Either than that, let me know if I miss anything. ENJOY!

Frankie Morales

Frankie met you when Santi introduced you to the crew as his sibling. Frankie wasn’t really intrested in you.Only seeing you as a very eccentric and weird-ass person. You reminded him as Alberto from the disney movie, Luca. At first, he thought it was annoying to have another Santi roaming around freely. But as you both started talking more, that opinion changed. He knew he fell in love with you when he asked you about why you were so excited all the time. Turns out you just wanted the people you liked to be around to smile and laugh. Because it made you happy too knowing you can make people laugh with just one little thing. Once you said those words,

he had a change of heart about you.

Javi Gutierrez

This man literally fell in love once he met you during his movie premiere. You and your friend heard a new movie had appeared and it showed some of your favorite actors, so you both decided to go. Once you got there, you accidently bumped into the ball of sunshine himself. You were pretty outgoing for someone who just met the creator of the movie. You honestly didn’t care if he was a celebrity or not. In his prespective he thought you were beautiful / handsome. You talked and talked until your friend found you and pulled you away from him to watch the premiere. The whole time you both were talking, he was just giving you heart eyes mixed with puppy dog eyes. The way you looked at him with amazement in your eyes,

It made his heart melt.

Jack Daniels

After he lost his first love and son, he started working for Statesman to bring justice for the community. He met you when he was assigned a mission and you worked as his partner. Of course he thought you were pretty cool for awhile when you both started working on more missions together. The time he knew he fell in love with you was during a mission. You asked him to give you a boost up to the enemy and you launched up like a pheonix. While you were fighting against the enemy, he just looked at you with heart-eyes. Then after the mission he knew.

That he fell in love with this beautiful and/or handsome son of a bitch.

why is this my most liked/reblogged thing. IT WAS JUST A DUMB SHITPOST WHAT THE FUCK.😨

my lazy ass after writing one sentence while writing a fic:

so recently ive had a gigantic brainrot of just dylan lenivy from the quarry. so to please my obsession, i made a “The Quarry” meme that all of us dylan lenivy simps relate to.

*Y/n is cleaning the house and they find an empty bottle of orange juice* Y/n: Clear orange juice? Y/n: Oh, it's empty. Joel, who has been watching the entire time: I live with an idiot. I live with an idiot. I live with an idiot.