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maybe this is just because im so skwispilled and brainrotted (i gotta stop saying dumb shit like that 😭) but does anyone else lowkey find the fact that skwisgaar is like barely present during the events of the dethsub kinda weird? given that has a very high libido in canon and everyone else was having some sort of dilemma due to not being able to like.. yk what i find it weird they didn't add him into that plotline he was kinda just there idk if this makes sense im bad with words
#mtl#metalocalypse#dethklok#skwisgaar skwigelf#taller than a tree#skwisposting#has anyone else had this train of thought#i did
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yk when people talk about having a favorite character that just basically becomes an oc over time? that’s me with captain hero fucking look at this shit


#drawn together#drawn together captain hero#captain hero#FOR THE RECORD his hair is based off of his voice actor#jess harnell ilysm#estrogen could have saved her
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DONT SKIP🚨🇵🇸
I am eshaq from Gaza, 39 years old, Father of 6 children

My friends everywhere, we are facing genocide and hunger. I know you care about us and thank you so much for your support when our little boy was born before time, only 1,2 kilos.

My children, my wife and me need food to survive. Hunger is stronger than war. I have seven children, the oldest is 16 years old and the youngest is 22 days old. I hope you will stand by me and help me get food and milk for my children.

They were deprived of their most basic rights as children


a place that has seen unimaginable suffering. In a matter of moments, everything I had was taken away. My home, which held all my memories, dreams, and moments of joy, was reduced to rubble in the recent war. I no longer have a place to call home, and the security I once knew is gone. Every day is a struggle—no electricity, no clean water, and a constant sense of fear and uncertainty.


I have lost not just my home, but also my sense of normalcy. The nights are filled with the sounds of war, and the days are spent trying to survive. I never thought I would find myself in this position, where basic human needs are a luxury. But here I am, reaching out to you in one of the most difficult moments of my life.


I am not alone in this. So many of us here in Gaza are trying to pick up the pieces of our shattered lives. Your help means more than just financial support—it’s a message of hope. It’s a reminder that we are not forgotten. Every donation brings us closer to rebuilding not just our homes, but our lives and our future.
Please, stand with us in this dark time. Your kindness can light the way for those of us who are desperately searching for hope. Thank you for your generosity and for giving us a chance to rebuild and recover from this devastation."
Please make a donation your donation makes a huge difference
You can save a life !!
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i hate the dresden flops but coin operated boy lowkey encapsulates exactly how selfshipping felt when i was super antisocial lonely and depressed a few years ago it resonates with me deeply
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y’all think that there’s a dethklok equivalent to the “milk fic” in the metalocalypse universe or what
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🙏🏻We Need Your Kindness to Survive
To whom do I complain about my child’s weakness and my crying for fear of losing her? I feel that she does not want to cling to life and that I cannot provide her full treatment or even the potassium requirements to enable its regularity in the blood and kidneys.
Please, I need youdonation urgently Conditions are still very difficult in Gaza and there are no signs of a safe, warm life💔


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Emergency Emergency EmergencyMy campaign was scammed and all the money for my child's treatment was stolen. I have set up a new campaign to save my child.😭🙏🏻
Help! All donations have been stolen without any mercy or compassion for my daughter's condition. She is dying. The campaign owner seized the money. If we receive anything, please cooperate with me to save her. Do not leave my daughter struggling with death and time running out before my eyes.

❗Humanitarian appeal❗ Help me😭All donations were stolen without any mercy or compassion for my daughter's condition. She is dying. 🙏🏻The campaign was defrauded. The campaign founder seized the donation money after it became $6,000 and deprived her of the cost of treatment.Help us, don't leave my daughter fighting for her life. Time is running out before my eyes. The war has returned. We left without anything, no food or shelter. I have no money to buy what my children need. I apologize for sending my message directly. I know you are receivingSo many messages asking for help, but the truth is, my daughter is about to die if she doesn't get her medication. Kidney disease is a chronic, silent illness that will steal my joy. Please donate 😭🙏🏻 My daughter suffers from kidney failure and autism,Physically and mentally disabled. I'm asking for $25 or $50 🙏🏻💔 If you can, your support is a lifeline for her. If you can't, share so someone can give us even a little 😭






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Toot wasn’t even that fat it was just 2004.
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I lik e him
#mtl#metalocalypse#dick knubbler#dick magic ears knubbler#dickface#hello gorjus#he’s my babygirl#my kitten fr
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🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story
My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.
I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.


My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.
I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.
This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.
If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.
I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.
Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.
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came to the heartbreaking realization recently that knubbler is possibly physically is unable to cry due to not having eyes or at least robotic ones and i am seriously not okay NOW IM CRYING FOR HIM EUGH 😭😭😭😭
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yk those ragebait vids of people washing electric guitars in the bath. yeah thats skwisgaar to me
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My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
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sparkle on its fredday never let them dim ur sparkle ❤️
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