Palestinian people are in desperate need of aid and donations.I realise people have become weary of donating to go found mes as they are afraid of getting scammed which is unfortunately a real risk.If you are one of these people that have decided to take advantage of the slaughter of thousands of innocent men,women and children by setting up fake accounts and pretending to be a palestinian person in need of aid and assistance in helping them and or their family escape into Egypt PLEASE STOP Palestinian genocide is not something that you should be trying to profit from.Palestinians are really people in need of as much help as they can possibly get.If you set up fake go found mes you are taking away aid from real Palestinians who are more often than not children.By setting up fake account and go found mes you are aiding in the torture,humiliation and murder of countless innocent people.So if you are one of these people please take down your accounts and go fund mes and donate any money you have made off of these scams to real Palestinians.It is not to late to regain some of your humanity.
Please not that i have dyslexia and that any spelling mistakes or poor punctuation was not intentional and note that it does not take away from the importance of this message .
It was difficult but incredibly cool!! Stamp mostly drew the characters, and I drew the background. We United to combine each other's strengths in a huge job and it will definitely not be the last one!! :D
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Im definitely not obsessed with him, i swear 😁
To “orphan” a work means to remove all connections you’ve ever had with it. It’s no longer on your page, doesn’t have your name on it, you can’t comment as an author, you cannot edit or change anything about it, and you cannot claim it back ever (neither can anyone else). It’s just a fic that exists - and has nothing to do with you ever again.
Thanks for explaining, but it somehow makes seem more sad.like why tf did they decide to use the word “orphan” like now all i can think about is some poor child who has been abandoned and is all alone in the world.Like wtf
ummmmmmm turns out Octonauts didn’t leave, but we just straight up only have season four 
ok bud don’t get overexcited
kinda gay
The first thing Kwazii did when he walked through the door was sniff the air. the next thing he did was vomit in his mouth, the house reeked of burnt, just burnt.He ran to open the oven and was met with a charred lump of …well  something.
“oi!” *smack*
“OWW!” Kwazii yelped as he leaped back rubbing the spot on his head we’re his granddad had hit him with a tea towel. “THE FUCK!”
“I’m cooking that for dinner.”Jack said taking the lump of char out of the oven
“I think it’s done.”
“Don’t be cheeky with me,i’m doing this for your boyfriend.” jack snapped
“Why do you want to kill Peso?”Kwazii narrowly dogged the tea towel that was flung at him.
“awk” jack scowled at him “I just thought i’d better reheat it before cutting it up.”
Kwazii skimmed the recipe that was displayed on the cracked iPad on the kitchen counter,it became clear what the mystery lump of char had once been, and why calico jack had insisted that they save the beef broth from Sunday’s roast.
“Good God please no.”Kwazii whispered in horror
“Oh don’t be a dick Kwazii,i think i’m a fairly decent cook,I made all your meals for you growing up and you lived.”
“Oh i lived.” Kwazii scoffed at the bar on the floor
“Kwazii i am perfectly capable of following a recipe.I just want to show peso that I accept him as part of the family.” He lingered on “family” and looked up at Kwazii questioning.
Kwazii stated back at him for a few seconds before it clicked what he was being asked “OH FOR FU- NO how many times do i have to tell you.”
“I’m just saying by the time i was your age i was married and i had had your father.”
“Granddad” Kwazii sighed exasperated “it’s too soon,besides peso is going to leave me if you give him that.”
“Don’t be stupid Kwazii why would he leave you over food?”
“Oh I don’t know ,You could accidentally call him Colombian BY MAKING A COLOMBIAN DISH!”
“This is chilean ajiaco.”Jack interrupted pointing at the recipe’s title on the screen “chilean ajiaco see.”
“ok well ,You could insult his country ,culture and cuisine with your cooking,or you could oh i don’t know kill him.”
“Just be quiet i’m making it and that’s that.”
This is my first time actually writing a fanfic.and🥳🥳 some actually story to go with all the info dumps about my au
nvm i’m not going to redo it but I think it just looks way better without the colour I think I’m just really bad with colour that’s why I hated it so much (just imagine I shared it in because I didn’t originally because I then coloured it)
I deleted barnacles at Zumba cuz it was awful and I hate it so I’m going to redo it but better