midnight visitor
It's 6 am and I'm crying over your fanfic because depression? relatable
thanks for that
There are so many fics that are out there that this could be referring to but either way, thank you. Its my goal in life to make people cry and ponder their lives. It brings me joy.
(Srsly tho thanks!)
Things are no longer awful guys were going on a date on friday !!
Having a crush on your friend is so awful because u want to tell them so badly but you also dont want to ruin whatever you have you know???
And like im useless at feelings and judging how someone else feels but my sister told me that the banter we have is flirting???? And i didn't know?? Are all wlw this useless at the job or is it me?
Anyway, i think i might tell my friend about the crush because i shouldn't be a bitch (my sisters words not mine) and i think, THINK, they might like my back so we'll see how it goes???
will never get over Pidge and Shiro having a nice little stroll down a river with a sloth that makes cute noises and just wants to help them, surrounded by green foresrty and lovely animals that sway in the wind and wondering "i wonder if Lance and Hunk are having a nice as time as us" and then it IMMEDIATLY cuts to Hunk and Lance being attacked and screaming all the while Hunk gets literally spat out of the blue lion. It's comedic humour at best.
You say you wrote a fic and then never tell me where it is??? How could u do this to me???
Jason knows that when he approaches kids in his entire get up that they're scared of him, and in crises that's... not great. So he's taken to carrying sticker books with him. He has enough pockets for it. He offers the kids stickers, and he lets them put the stickers on his helmet. He has dozens of Red Hood helmets now, all of them have an amalgamation of new and faded stickers.
The rest of the family tries to make fun of him for it, but Jason just holds out his sticker books like "You seem stressed, have a sticker."
Hello,,
My name is Ashraf Alanqar, and I am 30 years old. My wife, Widad Issa, and I have a one-and-a-half-year-old son named Bakr. We used to live peacefully in the Al-Shuja’iya neighborhood, in a house we built just a week before the war began. I worked as a farmer and owned a large chicken farm that provided for my family.
Beloved of my heart (Bakr)
Then the war came and destroyed everything. Our home was reduced to ashes, and our chicken farm was obliterated. We lost our home, our livelihood, and even our basic rights. We've been forced to move from place to place in northern Gaza, simply trying to survive.
My House before...
Me.. while trying to recognize what has happened..
The terror we feel as we flee from heavy bombardment is unbearable. The sound of explosions around us, the constant fear as we navigate through the rubble of destroyed homes searching for safety and food, haunts us every day. My son Bakr is constantly scared and suffers from severe malnutrition and skin diseases due to the lack of food, water, and sanitation.
Our beautiful memories.. :(
We urgently need your help. I am asking for your support to fund this campaign to move my family to a safe place, provide us with a proper home, and ensure we have enough food, water, and medical care.
Baker used to play with his dog.
Your donation, no matter how small, can make a significant difference in our lives. We desperately need your support and solidarity during this difficult time. Together, we can restore hope and safety to Ashraf and his family.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for considering my plea. Your support means more than words can express. Together, we can turn a story of loss into a journey of hope and resilience.
With deepest gratitude,
Ashraf & the Family
Readers, make sure you have all your favourite Ao3 fics downloaded.
Writers, make sure you have copies of all the fics you have posted on Ao3.
I don’t want to be alarming, but things could get really bad really fast. OTW shared this today on Twitter, and I'm a bit worried about it 😅
Ao3 is a non-profit organisation. If they have to start paying taxes, I have no idea what will happen.
Having a crush on your friend is so awful because u want to tell them so badly but you also dont want to ruin whatever you have you know???
And like im useless at feelings and judging how someone else feels but my sister told me that the banter we have is flirting???? And i didn't know?? Are all wlw this useless at the job or is it me?
Anyway, i think i might tell my friend about the crush because i shouldn't be a bitch (my sisters words not mine) and i think, THINK, they might like my back so we'll see how it goes???
i’m talkin ‘bout girls
Finding out that my sisters boyfriend is lowkey racist is not what i expected to come from this excursion to get dinner but ig thats how it is thesw days. Damn. Gotta kill him now
better than drugs