I NEED HELP‼️‼️‼️

I need to rant.

Now, I get it, people in this reality find my DR mom hot. Like I get it, Eva Green did a FANTASTIC job in the movie, and I love her so much, but I see her as a maternal figure and only that (BECAUSE she is LITERALLY my mother in my DR)

(Btw, in my DR, Miss P looks like Eva Green but much shorter, a bit older, and has the personality of book Miss P)

So obviously my mother has obtained her own little admirer group in this reality, as well as people shifting for her, and that’s lovely! I’m glad to see people loving her, she deserves all the love in the world and I respect yall

but you can see where I’m coming from when I say how uncomfortable and awkward it is to see so many fanfics/art/scenarios about my mother. This reality is like a constant “your mom” joke to me 😭

I read and look through media a lot for motivation, and on some occasions when I’m really missing my mom I want to read some comfort stuff, yet all I can find are Alma x partners, which is great for people who want comfort from a partner perspective but not so much when you want a mother figure

I’m extremely grateful for all those talented writers who help keep our little fandom alive, I just wish there were more works with her as a mother and not just a partner

which is probably why I’m gonna start writing my own and posting them here, for other shifters who see her as a mother figure 🤗

anyways thank you for listening to my rant if you stayed

I love my mama Peregrine and I miss her a lot :[

happy shifting everyone !!!

I do not have money to donate, but I hope this will boost your cause and I send prayers and love to you and your family ❤️🕊️🙏

🚫Beware of PayPal links🚫 Scammers steal all the information and images and create a PayPal link.

I only have the campaign link on the Chuffed website.

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Help Mahmoud rebuild his life

This is Seigen Mizu from the Seigen Mizu dojo. I am creating this fundraiser to hopefully elevate this amazing young man to his previous pos

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🍉 The ceasefire was stopped 🍉

⚠️ don’t ignore my text ⚠️

I am Mahmoud from North Gaza, studying computer engineering. I was working in a programming company during my studies. I got married a day before the war started and I was living in my house with my wife, but because of the war, things changed and I lost my house, my job and my father. 💔

It is very unfortunate and now my family has no breadwinner, so I desperately need your help. My wife is pregnant and we are suffering from famine. My child is my only hope in this world. I am asking you for a small donation so that I can provide food for my pregnant wife, please

✅️UPDATE 17/01/2025✅️

After the ceasefire in Gaza, hope has returned to us once again, giving us the strength to rebuild our lives.

now my wife is five months pregnant. She requires full care, including medications, vitamins, and medical attention.🤰👼

I beg you to help me and save my first child.🫀

My hope is for my child to come into better circumstances than these.

It is incredibly difficult for a child to be born in a tent, in the worst conditions, surrounded by insects and germs.

Please, help me build a new hope for this small family 👨‍👩‍👦

please make a donation 🙏

any amount will make difference to us

$4,223 Raised Of $30,000

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Help Mahmoud rebuild his life

This is Seigen Mizu from the Seigen Mizu dojo. I am creating this fundraiser to hopefully elevate this amazing young man to his previous pos

PUH LEASE TELL US ABT MISS PEREGRINE IN UR DR. She’s my s/o in my own dr and I really just wanna know little facts abt her RAHH

EEEK!!! Thank you for the ask :D

So! Miss Peregrine is my mother in my DR (non-biological), so her personality might differ from your DR as she is your s/o, which by the way, treat her well and give her my love!!

I'm just gonna list stuff out like her hobbies, habits, favorites/least favorites, etc

Her favorite snacks are raspberries, blackberries, and cherries. She LOVES to eat them with herbal tea and biscuits

Her favorite place on the island (that isn't home) would be the sea

She is incredibly good at calligraphy (best believe she will write sonnets in the most delicate style possible)

When she gets upset, her nose involuntarily twitches and scrunches, when she's in bird form she'll scratch her beak with her talons

She does a lot of reading (specifically Shakespeare, Edgar Allen Poe, and Mary Shelley)

She wants to teach us as much as possible to help us if we go to the outside world (contrary to the movie, she feels as though understanding the current time zone is extremely important in case we must leave the loop, so she asks Jacob a LOT of questions to study and be able to prepare the children)

She does have a wine cellar below the house (mainly cherry wine), she doesn't like to drink unless at dinner or when we have guests

She has a firm belief in education of all aspects, so we not only learn book-smarts, but also street smarts (we were all taught extreme self-defense and even had martial arts training) (my personal favorite was learning how to swim in rough waters fully clothed, it was extremely difficult and honestly thought I was going to die but hey, now we are exceptionally prepared)

She loves romance, but specifically forbidden romance or gothic romance (it's her hidden pleasure since she feels she cannot be in a relationship because of her Ymbryne duties (SPOILER ALERT she falls in love with Ms.Cuckoo in my DR and it doesn't affect her role))

She has like 125 candles and a BOAT LOAD of incense, she LOVES the comfort and vibes they bring to the house (her favorites always have cinnamon, oak, charcoal, rosemary, frankincense, and cherry)

She is always cold, like her skin feels warm to the touch but she is always cold nonetheless, so she loves to bundle up and wear in layers

Obviously she has amazing style, like seriously she is always best dressed in every room (besides Horace and myself lmao)

She taught me how to sew, embroider, crotchet, knit, basically everything that involves creation, so now I alter and fix clothes for everyone in the house (including Horace)

She has a lot of recurring nightmares, especially after Vic died, it's one of the reasons she doesn't sleep often

She picks at her skin and nails a lot, mainly when stressed but sometimes when she is zoning out

That's all that could come to mind at the moment! I love her so much, I really miss my mom :(

I hope you enjoyed! Happy shifting <333

My name is Banan. I will tell you my story with a heart full of worry and sadness, but full of hope. My story is the story of my family, consisting of 6 boys and 3 girls, but two of them got married. My family and I lived in complete comfort. We have a simple house that accommodates us, we have the most beautiful clothes, and we eat the best foods. However, my father and mother suffer from chronic diseases. I finished high school with a score of 90%, thank God Almighty. I started university and I was happy and joyful to start university in the field that I love. I paid my fees that I collected with difficulty. I only studied for two weeks. Then came the day that prevented me from completing my joy, broke me, disappointed me, and completely extinguished my life and my family’s. October 7. A new story began, and unfortunately I did not complete my studies.The journey of displacement from one place to another began. The bombing was above us and we spent it crying and fearing a lot for our children. We did not find safety in any of them. The second day of the war, we received the shocking and painful news for our hearts and my father’s heart more because he built it with his hardship and fatigue. It was the bombing of our house in which we lived for twenty years and we have many memories that we will not forget. On 10/13/2023, we were forced to move to the Deir al-Balah area in the middle of the Gaza Strip. This area will remain in our memory because we found hardship, fatigue and intense sadness there. We live in a tent in the intense heat that is filled with small insects and disgusting mice that no one can bear to live in a place like this.We suffer from the lack of water and the high prices that are beyond imagination, and other than that, the children of my family who lived their childhood in tents, war, and toilets and lined up in long lines to get bread. This is their childhood, and they are supposed to be in school, entertained and happy, and have all their needs that are lacking now. I hope that you will help me and my family in these difficult circumstances and complete my studies at the university.

Please help save my family from genocide 💔

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-banana-and-her-family-to-reach-safety?utm_source=copy_link&utm_medium=customer&utm_campaign=man_sharesheet_ft&attribution_id=sl:46ecf2e7-cc81-436a-ba6b-7ba823fad8fc

Happy New Year Everyone!!!

May this year bring goodness, joy, peace, happiness and love to all of you and may we be brought together to move forward through the difficulties life throws us ❤️🙏🕊️

I love you all, good night!

OH MY BIRDS IS THAT A GOOD OMENS REFERENCE⁉️⁉️⁉️

a silly teehee I made

(So like, I LOVE plushies, specifically Squishables, I want to make a collection of them and when I saw these two I immediately had to make this meme)

Hello dear .. Please do not ignore our suffering

My name is Salman Helles from the afflicted and massively destroyed Gaza Strip..

My family consists of many children, women and elderly people and we are suffering from horrific tragic conditions .. Our house was bombed in the northern Gaza Strip and we were displaced to the southern Gaza Strip to Deir al-Balah and the family was scattered in tents and shelters in Deir al-Balah .. The conditions are extremely tragic where children suffer from the spread of diseases among them and the elderly and women in my family suffer from miserable conditions ..

There is no water, food or electricity in the Gaza Strip and the treatment is getting worse day after day ..

For more than 330 days we have been oppressed and wronged in the Gaza Strip and we are exposed to violent barbaric bombing ..

We would never ask for help and donations but the miserable conditions in the Gaza Strip forced us to do so ..

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The Voided Lovers

The voided lovers Must never be seen. They cannot dance in the light of day, And the moon will not grace them with her gleam.

They may only embrace on the darkest of nights, They may only whisper sweet nothings in a crowd. They may only stroll hand in hand through forgotten streets, Where not even the lamplights dare to look down.

They will never feel the warmth on their lover’s skin, Only the cold acidity the wind provides. Yet embrace they do— Through the dark and glacial nights.

They make cathedrals of alleyways, Temples of whispered breath. Where every glance is sacred, And every touch defies death.

They are sunless, Moonless, Rid of light— Yet their love is never tuneless.

Their love is their dance, Their love is their light, Their love is the warmth On the cold winter’s night.

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Old English Version:

The voided lovers, cursed by fate, Must dwell in shadows, lone and late. They dare not dance 'neath sunlit skies, Nor bask where moonlight softly lies.

Their trysts are veiled in sable gloom, Their voices hushed, as though a tomb Had sealed their vows in silence deep— Where not e'en gaslight dares to creep.

The world, austere and cruelly drawn, Would scorn the touch their hands have known. So chill the wind, so sharp the air— Yet still they linger, pale and bare.

They fashion cathedrals from alleyways, Altars of breath, in spectral haze. Each glance a hymn, each touch defied The death that stalks where love must hide.

They are sunless, Moonless, Forsaken by flame— Yet hearts unlit bear passion's name.

Their love is their lantern, Their solace, their plight, Their warmth in the shivering Grasp of the night.

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This is a poem I wrote while bored and thinking of some of my friends from my DR's and OC's

I've been really getting into rewriting my poetry into old English because I think it makes it more romantic and melancholic

Let me know your thoughts on it!

Angst early in the morning? Sign me up!

TW: talk of death, coping skills, grief, difficulty

The immediate life after Victor died:

We were all in shock, especially Wyn, and that resulted in us being completely nonverbal for about a month and a half. All that was heard in our home were wails and sniffling, and I would often wake up to Wyn, Olive, and Claire curled up to me on my bed with my cats.

It was awful.

Everyone wore mourning clothes for 3-4 years after, but Miss P still wears them in respect, and also the fact I know she hasn't gotten over it. I don't think any of us have

I remember Fiona and Hugh taking care of his side of the garden and bringing him fresh flowers to his room each day

Enoch had passed out multiple times a week of exhaustion from overusing his peculiarity, everyone, especially Bronwyn, begged him to revive Vic for even just a moment.

Horace sewed Victor a 7-day wardrobe completely by himself, and Miss P would change his clothes each day (while she sobbed, seeing her like that broke me, I would hold her tightly to help)

Olive and Claire wouldn't leave each other's side, every moment they spent together because of the fear they had of losing more family

Millard made an entire biography on Victor's life and keeps it by Vic's bedside table

Emma was very aggressive, she would burn down trees and scream a lot (outside of the house), part of her was having a difficult time knowing the truth of their lives and the loss of our dear friend

Miss P wouldn't allow me to run errands for her outside the loop for a while after that, she was completely terrified of losing anyone else

She became so overprotective that she would scan the house all hours of the day & night, as an ymbryne it is common to only have 2 hours of sleep, but even she was pushing it to 30 minutes.

I would consistently try to use my feathers to save him, I was so distraught that I would end up turning back to dust once a week from using all of my feathers. By the 10th time I had "dusted" (I use this term for when I turn into ash as a pheonix and then revive after another 24 hours) Miss P begged me to stop because it was starting to hurt me even more

What brought me to creating this post was the dream I had last night; it was during the 3-4 years we had spent mourning, in the dream I awoke next to Victor lying in his bed, I was bent over myself, clutching feathers, when Bronwyn and Enoch came in to carry me off to my bed, and then I woke up from the dream crying.

ohhh october be kind. on god be kind