It's probably already Serizawa's birthday in Japan's time zone sooo
Happy birthday my beloved
Hello everyone!! I am so excited to share the official prompt list for TeruMob Week 2025!!
4/28 - Family or School Life
4/29 - Spirits or Space
4/30 - Confession or First Date
5/1 - Idolization or Repression
5/2 - Whump or Seperation
5/3 - Wedding or Adult Life
5/4 - FREE DAY
I will reblog as many TeruMob week fanarts, writings, gifs, videos, and everything in-between to this blog during that week!
Please use the hashtag #terumobweek2025 so I can find your posts.
No requirement to do each day!!
TeruMob week is for anyone who likes TeruMob! Platonic, romantic, age swap, rivals, yuri, toxic, trans, aged up, QPP, friends--any TeruMob is welcome for this week!! I want us all to have a week to just enjoy and gush about these two characters we love so much.
A round of thank you's are in order: The most massive thank you goes to my sister @emeraldoodles who did a majority of the work on the prompt art and did some amazing rendering. I did the lineart and she colored, made the font, and I couldn't be happier!
Second thank you goes to @sodasexual for helping come up with the prompt list, and always being there to chat through ideas with me. You are so amazing <3
Thanks everyone, and have a fun TeruMob Week!!! Can’t wait to see what everyone creates!
-Matraca
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.
That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨
If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙
Testing my scanner
God won't let me stop drawing my mob vkei au
I've been inactive for a while here
Hello.. I am Nuha, a mother of beautiful children, living in Gaza. My heart breaks every day when I see my children living in constant fear, wanting nothing more than to feel safe. Our lives have become an endless nightmare. Whenever they hear the sound of a missile, they freeze in place, and fear fills their eyes😔🥺🇵🇸🍉💔.We froze, world, my children are shaking, where is your humanity? 🍉😔💔🇵🇸🥶🥶🥶🥶I hope you can assist my family. Thank you🙏Your donation, no matter how small, helps save my family from death.🥹🙏🏼The situation is catastrophic now in Gaza after the heavy rain and winds this week. Did you know that families in Gaza are sheltered only by some pieces of nylon and that the cold is very severe? My family is suffering from severe cold.There is no shelter to protect them from the bitter cold. Their help will save my family’s lives from starvation and may help them flee Gaza soon after the crossings are opened soon.Only people with compassionate hearts like you help and sympathize with the afflicted We don't have shelter or enough food. We sleep on the cold ground, and my children complain of cold and hunger, and I try to smile at them. I see the sadness in their eyes, and I feel deeply helpless because I cannot protect them. Every day that passes is a new challenge, and I can't imagine a future for them in this hell.🍉💔I implore you from the bottom of my heart, please help us. We need any help that can be a lifeline for us. ?🥺🍉My children deserve the chance to live in peace, and we are fighting to survive. Save us before we lose everything.💔🤍These are my children. It is forbidden for these children to be sick and hungry. They are craving everything and I cannot provide them with the simplest thing. A biscuit has now cost $20 and I do not have the money. They have not eaten vegetables or flour due to their high prices for months. 💔
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https://gofund.me/d97dea02
Mena is a college student living in Gaza studying to become a nurse.
Imagine your life as Mena's. Faced with horrors we cannot even begin to realize; so close to the dream that she has held tightly in her heart since childhood, with a simple desire to help the people around her in any which way she can, and right when she is so close to realizing her dream, to turning it into her life and her reality, her dream is shattered - slipping through her fingers as she desperately tries to hold onto it: her dreams, her inspiration, her motivations, even her friends and teachers, some of whom were killed during the war.
All she has left is her dream, striving to fulfill it.
Even during the war, with the education she had received before the war flipped her life upside-down, she put that knowledge to work, standing alongside nurses and doctors in the field and tending to horrible wounds with limited access to medical tools and resources - helping anyone she could, while hungry, thirsty, with nowhere but a flimsy tent to lay her head down at night, exposed to the harsh elements.
Mena's whole life has been dedicated to helping the people around her. It is now our turn to show Mena the unconditional love and support that she has shown to anybody lucky enough to cross her path. ❤️
The university contacted her a couple days ago, letting her know that she will have to pay the fees she's incurred for the online courses she's dedicated herself to during the war; studying as her childhood home was shelled and destroyed along with all of her and her family's things and lifetime of saved funds, memorizing her work as bombs dropped on her university, crumpling it to stone and dust.
Chuffed has a waiting period for processing and transferring funds. If you want your donation to IMMEDIATELY be sent to Mena, paypal is linked below.
Day 4 — reunion/cursed
Posting this from a train, the Internet here sucks 💔💔
I didn't know what to put on a background 😔
@brockoliguy @thenoodledart
I remember making animation based on this parody cover my found family parent and uncle made two years ago, now I finally remade it
A love confession to Izuru Kamukura, happy birthday to him🎉🎉
I really wanted to draw him smiling
He/she/they/ | 17 y.o. | Mob irl | Artist | Rus/eng | tg: srivnyinerv | bsky: olezhatheduckhehe I'm sorry to everyone who's reaching out to me for donation, for now I can't donate to you ☹️☹️
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