"I am Youssef, an 18-year-old young man, and my dreams and hopes vanished in an instant. My family’s house in Khan Yunis was destroyed, and I found myself and my family living in a displacement camp in Deir al-Balah, under the scorching sun, inside a tent swaying in the wind. I wake up every morning to the sounds of waves crashing on the shore, but they no longer mean anything to me—they only remind me of the freedom we lost and the life we once had..."
Hello everyone! As of writing this, Youssef is at $3,877 out of his EXTREMELY ACHIEVABLE $15,000 goal. He has only gotten eight don@tions in the past day. Youssef is asking for $15,000 to support himself and his family, mainly for medicine, shelter, and food, which are hellishly scarce as a manifestation of Israel's genocide. He is only 18 and he is responsible for his family's SURVIVAL. Please take the time to read Youssef's own words on his GFM page, as well as on his tumblr account, @yousefjehad3 . Read them, stare at them, process them. Let them truly sink in. Then, go to his fundr@iser and DON@TE. Every single coin you can spare counts, because everyone's small contributions will snowball into a massive one. None of these fundr@isers reached their goal because of one loaded don0r. It was always a group effort.
And, whether or not you're able to d0nate - SHARE, with your family, your friends, your groupchats, your tumblr followers, so that someone who can will have the chance to see it! If you are on Tumblr, you are able to reblog.
Don't ever think your contributions are useless. They provide material help and are expressions of care during impossibly dire times. Palestinians quantifiably cannot afford your apathy.
Youssef's GFM is vetted. He is shown on line 255 on the Vetted Gaza Evacuation Fundr@iser List by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi.
(btw, I've heard that it's not a good idea to tag posts like this with terms such as correctly-spelled 'don@tions,' which is why I'm spelling things as such. I encourage you to refrain from tagging your reblogs with these terms just in case..)
Gorgeous. the difference in lighting hue is so subtle but impactful, the contrast between Akutagawa's big dark, almost hollow irises and Atsushi's soulful bright ones. Not technically this artwork specific but I just realized the fact that in both situations the one sacrificing themselves was wearing primarily white while the one watching was in primarily black. Going back to the fanart I really like the way OP draws Aku you did him so right with the void eyes and the emotion in his face in the second one is very good. Also love the hair it's so natural looking
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PART 2 OF SHIP CHARTS I MADEEEE !!!(mostly rarepairs this time)
Also everyone must get on the sigkuni hypetrain right now they make so much sense that it's baffling how unknown they are. /nf
Part 1 !! (has SKK, SSKK, Atuslucy, Fyolai, Suegiku & Ranpoe and the blank ship chart)
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
so you're actually a genius ilysm (/p)
BSD chapter 121 – SPOILER / "THEORY"
Something i haven't seen anyone else point out, is that in the last pannel of the chapter, "Dazais" clothes clearly don't fit him
For comparison, both from the same chapter
His coat is clearly too big for him. The sleeves hang too low, usually just below the elbow, now down to his wrists.
His pants don't fit him either, although the coat hides it pretty well.
Overall his clothes are significally more baggy.
His hair is also parted diffrently. Dazais hair is almost always parted down the middle. First I thought his hair was being blown by the wind – thusly messing the parting – but one look at the hem of the coat proved me wrong.
The right side of his hair is instead longer then the left side.
He also seems to not have his neck bandage. The longer then usual sleeves concealing his arm bandages (or the lack thereoff).
"Dazai" is morphing into someone else. Which brings me to:
Atsushi is shorter then Dazai, making Dazais clothes most likely too big for him.
The longer side of Atsushis hair is the right one. The parting of hair – while not exact – seems to also match our resident tiger lad.
The illusion of Dazai is being torn apart, as Atsushi realizes its true nature. His own thoughts, fleelings, and conclusions wearing a Dazai themed Halloween mask.
When Atsushi says he 'knows who you are, he's not talking about Dazai or the hallucination, but *himself.*
Atsushi has never needed someone else to tell him to live, but he has always felt like he does.
To be less extra 'bout it, i think Atsushi groked what he is and is going use that to save Akutagawa / kick Fyodors ass.
If i missed or got smt wrong feel free to tell me
Not sure if the original asker will even see this but there's actually a really well explained analysis on Mori that explains why he isn't actually a creep by cash is alive on youtube!
' wife thing was probably started by elise' also remember mori has control over elise's looks/ personality. Before meeting yosano , elise was more like a doll/robot. Even if elise 'started it' mori controls elise. so elise started it, is still creepy.
I'm not arguing or saying people shouldn't like mori( as a character) but even if you like mori which I do understand has its reason ( eg being a big villain etc ) you should acknowledge that mori is atleast creepy
Also saying that bsd mori isn't a creep just because the author wasn't is just not understanding that in bsd the characters aren't 1 to 1 replica to the authors works. I obviously also dislike people who just know bsd mori and label the author a creep ( because irl mori was a really good human being).
Yea you got me there. I don't justify his actions tho.
But bsd mori is kinky and it is seen Best in the wan-
But like i feel like mori doesn't actually like himself, because throughout the show, Elsie is seen insulting mori,
"nobody likes you, Rintaro" is an example of this.
So if my theory is incorrect, then Elsie has some self continuous, if not mori hates himself and makes sure he remembers it
Chuuya is too supportive Dazai cant handle allat 😔
Silly little doodles of @petitesmafia's twts about Dazai trying to get Chuuya to be jealous (and failing hahaha)
Been having BSD Band AU thoughts..
THIS ISNT BSD RELATED SORRY BUT HOLY SHIT?? I MADE IT?!?! :DD
Grian/Main/Winner:Florence Chase
Oli/Narrartor: G. E. Williams
Pearl/Brief ending appearance: Toast Hundt
Scott smajor: Bubbles
Jimmy solidarity: Kat
BigB: NOT CAST
Tango Tek: Foxglovefaith/Abigail faith
Martyn inthelittlewood: Philip(he/him)
Rendog/Redking: Karissa fanning
Implusesv: NOT CAST
ZombieCleo: Xamira the parrot
BdoubleO100: NOT CAST
Skizzleman: @kingsnak3-blog
Joel smallishbeans: Charlie ashton
Ethoslab: NOT CAST
GoodtimeswithScar: Lofn Klaus
congrats to the cast people so far we still have a few roles open and are keeping the forms up so go audition if you want those parts! Have a great day/night :)!
You've heard of Madoka and Dazai, but are you ready for MIKU AND FYODOR??
Babygirl and and abstract concept with infinite bodies (which is which?)
💬 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, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and 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.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
If you’ve already donated—thank 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 isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s 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. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t 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 fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m 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 from—and 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 ♥️