The more that people start realizing that you can't keep tagging your work as an "x reader" if you're only including just cis women is the day that I'll finally die happy like actually because ya'll cannot keep doing this shit istfg. Just quit writing in general if your immature piece of fuckshit ass throws a tantrum at a trans dude calling you out, or your ass stays quiet because you can't back your shit up because you KNOW you're in the wrong.
And to the people who go "well then if you don't like it then don't read it" mind you dumbass, but you DO know how to tag your shit on here AND ao3, RIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT? This isn't fucking kindergarten, not to mention you make a lot of people uncomfortable because of the way you act towards the people who you are PURPOSEFULLY excluding. Quit making excuses and being blatantly fucking stupid because alot of ya'll hate having to specify the reader's gender you just keep sticking with cis white women, it's radiating off your head like a damn beach bonfire because I promise you it is not the end of the world when you see all these other people you've excluded rightfully complaining and then you make up that idiotic bullshit "Oh I was just lazy" excuse, get a grip goddammit.
Daily reminder that this is how tfp optimus see the kids:
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I'm Amal, 33 years old. My husband Eyad is 39, and we have seven children: Hala (15), Nour (13), Abdelrahman (11), Mohammed (9), Omar (6), Ahmed (4), and baby Hoor, just 7 months old.
In the blink of an eye, we awoke to a devastating barrage of bombs. The war had begun, and soon tanks surrounded us as the northern Gaza Strip was declared off-limits. We fled immediately from the north, leaving behind my husband who had to stay with his elderly father who cannot walk. The presence of checkpoints and the prohibition of vehicles forced my husband to remain in the Al-Zaytoun neighborhood in the north of Gaza.
My four-year-old son, Ahmed, suffers from diabetes. It is a constant struggle to find insulin injections and test strips. Weeks go by without being able to check his sugar levels, leaving me in fear of whether his levels are too high or too low.
Ahmed's condition break my heart
My children are the love of my life
I fled on foot, just ten days after giving birth. I carried my ten-day-old baby and my other young children, alone, fighting for their safety. A few days later, the northern Gaza Strip was completely isolated, leaving my husband trapped.
I cannot bear the panic attacks that Hoor suffers from the constant bombing
It was incredibly difficult to care for my children without my husband, moving from one place to another. I finally sought refuge in a shelter school in Deir Al-Balah.
My children have been deprived of their father, who used to provide all their needs. Their schooling has been halted, and their mental health is in ruins due to the war. My baby girl cannot get proper nutrition and is unable to sleep due to the constant sounds of bombs.
We share our room at school with 40 people, lacking water and sanitary supplies
My husband remains in the north, experiencing severe famine. Periodically, I manage to contact him, learning that he is still alive, but his situation is dire.
We want to escape Gaza and survive this tragic war, to build a decent life for my family, providing the basics of life: food, medical care, and a safe home.
Your donations can make a world of difference for us. Every dollar can help us escape this nightmare and start anew. Your generosity can reunite our family, provide essential medical care for Ahmed, and ensure my children grow up in a peaceful environment.
Your kindness and support mean everything to us. May God bless you for your compassion.
Greetings & Gratitude🙏
Amal
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Hello:
I am Muhammad Shehab from Gaza🍉. I support a family of 6 people. My sick mother and father, my wife Hiyam, and my sons (Zain and Yahya). I have a gofundme campaign that I created to treat my mother and father, protect my family, and get them out of the danger of the war on Gaza🍉. We live in very difficult circumstances Help me we are still very far from the goal. I hope everyone will donate even a little. I am confident that you will stand with me and support me until I achieve my goal and save my family from the danger of war. Share my story. Pin my story to your page. Everything helps. Can you share some of my posts from time to time? Maybe the internet will be cut off in my area. Thank you
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I appeal to you with all the pain and suffering we have endured after 11 months of war in Gaza. Our homes have been destroyed, our dreams have vanished, and my family lives in constant fear. We are facing an endless nightmare, and I need your help to protect my family and restore hope to our hearts.
Our words may not end our suffering, but we hope our voices reach you. We kindly ask for your support and assistance during this crisis. Every little help you provide means a lot to us.
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