I Hope You Get The $84,391 You Need And So Much More, @aboodfmly!

I'm pretty sure the Doctor nor the Master has tried pizza before, and I think that's part of their problem. Like, go eat some food and take a nap and take care of yourselves, you extraterrestrial crazy people.

Hello, my name is Mahmoud.. from Gaza.. I want you to donate and help my sons and wife because of their injuries from the war.. We need treatment and to get out of Gaza.. We are living in very tragic circumstances and I want your help... 🇵🇸🍉💔😓

I'm very sorry, but I'm physically unable to donate. I would 100% donate if I could, though!

I wish you all the best, @nader2022!

Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save my children😔😭

We haven't had bread for days... The war on Gaza continues, the blockade is suffocating us, and the situation is desperately desperate - children, families, everyone is starving. We need every voice, every support, every contribution to make our cry heard. Please don't ignore our suffering. We are currently under siege, and we have no safe haven. We are being subjected to heavy bombardment. My family and I could be killed at any moment. Donate, donate, help us get out of Gaza faster. Share, do good. Your donation is not just a donation, it's saving our lives. Don't leave us to die here.

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Emergency: Help Nader save what's left of his family

Hello everyone, my name is Sahar! I am organizing this fundraiser on behalf of a dear friend of mine in Gaza and his family. I have been tal

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I hope you get as many donations as you need! 💖

Please take a few minutes to watch the video and read this post.

I am writing these words after losing hope in everyone… except for you, my friends. Tumblr has a very large number of users, estimated in the millions . That’s an enormous number! But imagine, with all those of people, how would you feel if people saw you and ignored you? You’d feel deeply disappointed, right? Or maybe you’d even wish for death.

Have you ever wished for death? For me, I feel like I’d rather die than be ignored by everyone. If I wasn’t in desperate need of help, I wouldn’t ask anyone for it. I really need help.

Imagine for a moment that you have a small child you love dearly, and you’re forced to watch her suffer in front of your eyes. This isn’t just an imagination for me; it’s my reality. My family and I live this pain every day.

Please, be our hope. Be our voice. Be the ones who save us from despair. Don’t ignore us. Donate, even if it’s just $5 .

There are so many people reading this post right now. I beg anyone who sees these words to donate if they can, and if not, to share this post. Please, don’t leave us behind.

Be our family, or think of us as members of your own family, and save us from this suffering. No matter how small the amount, your help means the world to us. And if you can’t donate, share this post and add a few kind words to inspire others to help.

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Donate to Help Sahar & Her Family Survive and Evacuate Gaza, organized by L J

Hi, I'm Lia & I'm organizing this fundraiser for my friends the Shehabs. They're… L J needs your support for Help Sahar & Her Family Survive

Thank you so much, everyone. I wish you all the best.

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But don't forget, in the story, the Ugly Duckling became a beautiful swan! 💖

I keep thinking about the not-things (and the midnight entity, the scherzo creature, the solitract, etc.), and how they all, in their own ways, specialize in mimicking people. Copying voices and faces and thoughts and mannerisms is ubiquitous for creatures that live in the fringes of spacetime. Which makes sense; how else is a kinless creature from an empty place supposed to learn and evolve if not by latching on and copying the first tangible thing they encounter? What's a better way to escape into that wider universe than looking like the people there, encouraging them to bring you back to their world? Integrating into our universe is functionally their equivalent to leaving the nest and learning how to fly, whether that be malicious or harmless, conscious or instinctual. So, on that note: Consider the Doctor, another being found on the fringes of the universe. Consider how they imprint on people after regeneration ("like a chick hatching from an egg", to quote a deleted line from the Christmas Invasion). The way one time lord in the audios regenerates into a bird after spending years on a bird planet, and the Doctor, after spending so much time on earth, has been described as half human. Consider the way the child Tecteun found just happened to look Gallifreyan, the way this is directly paralleled with the Qurunx, a creature that takes on a form that "we instinctively want to protect, as a defence". Consider this:

The Time Lords view regeneration as a conduit for immortality, but what if the actual purpose, the naturally evolved trait that would matter to a lonely creature from outside the universe, is mimicry?

I got Electrode.

hey look up "[your birth month(in numbers not words)][your birth day] pokemon". if it's over 1025 remove the last digit. that's you as a pokemon now what did you get

I really, really hope you and your daughter get out of this together, @sajagz! As a woman myself, I know how much girls and mothers (even though I myself do not have kids) go through, even without a war raging over their heads. Stay strong! 💖🫂

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

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I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

People, why is aromantic and asexual trending now? I mean, I ain't complaining (I'm aroace BTW), but what the hell happened here? Someone please explain...

Please, please, look at my donation campaign and help me. I have newborn children and my son Ahmed needs treatment. He is a heart patient and suffers from two holes in the heart. He needs help and treatment. We do not have money and we are stuck in Egypt because of the Gaza war. My wife and I lost my jobs and there is no source of income. I would like you to help. To care for my children and provide the necessary treatment for my child Ahmed, please donate even a little thing to save my child’s life

Of course! I've got your donation link right here!

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Donate to Donate to Save My Innocent Children, organized by Mohammed Mohammed

Hello , I am Shareef Alamoudy, I am from Gaza married and have twins children… Mohammed Mohammed needs your support for Donate to Save My

I can't donate, but I'll try to get your fundraiser some attention!

I KNOW I'M POSTING A LOT TODAY BUT HOLY FRACKING SUGAR DOCTOR WHO JUST DROPPED ON DISNEY PLUS LETS FRACKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO