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When they were separated Caspar would create a make-shift bed on their floor and have a film night, sleeping on the ground, because it made them think of their time with Charlie

Then when they were together again it was one of the first things they did <3

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🚫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.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #381 )✅️

‼️ its time to help ‼️

🍉 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

$0 Raised Of $30,000

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I’ve been craving seth fluff bc he deserves calm domesticity <3

Even something as simple as being in the car together and going to a cvs because you guys needed more toothpaste and body wash and then subsequently taking a long nap together when you get home and it’s dark out when y’all wake up.

comfy mundanity >>>

Just being peaceful and doing normal day-to-day stuffff <333 honestly love it sm! So here's a slow morning with Seth and Sugar

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Silence. A soft, comforting silence was what greeted Seth when he woke up. The room was dim, despite the lights trying to squeeze through the curtains, he wasn't entierly sure what time it was, nor was he overly bothered, there was only one thing on his mind this early in the day. He looked to the figure still laying beside him, there was something sweet about their presence even when they were asleep, something he loved very dearly. He didn't make any attempt to move from his spot, he sat there, a warm smile crossing his face as he watched the gradual rise and fall of their chest, the way they have which was strewn across their face would flutter as they exhaled. It was a sight he'd never grown tired of seeing. He wished he could sit here for longer, but he knows the pain that would come from letting them sleep through their day, so eventually his hand climbed onto their shoulder, shaking them gently

"Come on Sugar time to get up"

Stirring slightly, they turned trying to free themself of the human alarm. He just kept his hand planted firmly on their shoulder, shaking them a few more times till they groaned a noise of acknowledgement. They wriggled around a bit more, stretching their back as they tried to force their mind into waking up. They flopped for a moment longer, finally opening their eyes and looking over at him, a sleepy irritation stained their face but they seemed to perk up when a kiss was pressed to their forehead

"There you are, mornin' sleepy head"

"Mmm- why are you up so early-"

He glances towards the nightstand, glaring as he tried to make out the numbers on the clock which rested upon it. His face shifts slightly as he turns back to his partner, chuckling as he spoke

"Early? Darlin' it's near elevn already, it ain't early"

"Yes it is- it's really early, come on, we can sleep for a little longer"

They try to pull him back down beside them as he laughs at their efforts, they remain resilient and keep tugging but their energy had already worn thin so they let him go and resided to burrowing under their blanket, giving him stink eye as they did so. It was silly, he found it all rather endearing. As he rolled his eyes Seth combed his hand through their hair, attempting to coo them out of hiding as he spoke

"You have to get up Sugar, you've got that meeting today, we need to make sure you're fed before you rush off"

When this didn't seem to convince them he sighed, continuing

"And I want to spend some time with you, there's still a couple hours before you have to go, we'll have a quiet mornin' together, just you and me"

Dropping his legs off the bed he smiles down at them as hus hand falls from their hair to their hand, playfully tugging them to get up. With a grumbly protest Sugar eventually rolled out of bed, rubbing their eyes as the two made their way downstairs. It was noticeably brighter down here, with the windows proudly showing off how the sun was beaming, though Sugar didn't really seem in the mood for the sun's friendly greetings at this moment. They followed Seth over to the kitchen, pushing themself up onto the counter to sit as he started cooking some food. They felt their eyes threaten to fall shut a few times but fortunately they were able to strike up a conversation about plans for the rest of the day which managed to keep them conscious

In minutes the house was smelling of eggs, bacon and black pudding. The kitchen was warm, not yet uncomfortable but verging on it, so the two agreed they'd rather eat in the living room, though Sugar insists they have to be extremely careful cause they don't want to come home and tidy later. They settle down, sitting near one another on the couch...but through the meal Seth noticed something odd, it seemed the distance between them was closing, slowly but it was definitely shrinking, his suspicions were confirmed when he felt a head fall against his shoulder. Kissing the top fo their head they ate in silence, they had no need for words, they just needed to be near each other

Even after they finished eating they continued to sit, conversation eventually piping up again, not to keep Sugar awake this time, no they were up and ready for the day...mostly. The two spoke of this and that, nothing specific, just enjoying the sound of each others' voice. Minutes passed by till near an hour had passed and Seth was trying to usher Sugar to get ready, as always they refuse to go quietly, nudging him and whining that they just wanted to spend the day here, they didn't mean it, well kind of. They wanted to spend the day with him, that was true, buuuut this meeting meant alot to them so it would be best for them to go shower-

Seth smiled as he watched them leave, taking his time alone to do the dishes left from their meal, he still hadn't decided what to do when they left but he knew he could work something out. When they returned, hair still slightly damp despite their best attempts to dry it, they were bundling their things together, stuffing notes, their wallet, keys and phone into their bag, just as they got to the door Seth called over, reminding them they needed their sample box from the cupboard, they groaned and just as they went to turn back the box was shoved into their arms and another kiss melted into their cheek

"There, now you really gotta get going Sugar, don't want you to miss out on this"

They were suprised for a moment, then smiled, grin so wide it threatened to split their face in two. Tucking the box under their arm, their now free hand cupped his face, they exchanged a quick kiss before heading out the door, a skip in their step as they waved goodbye and the two continued their separate days, waiting for the moment they'd be reunited with their loved one once more

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@sleeplessdreamer14

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Most of this song [to me] is teen! Charlie and Casper

Charlie, who gained confidence from being friends with somebody he viewed so highly, thinking maybe he could be more than he used to be, only for that to shatter when they left. Something like that ig

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Why did [they] pick me!?

I hope I don't know the answer

[They] think a two way street

But every crime needs a partner

I'm as cool as [they] think I am

I'm as cool as [they] think I am <3

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What if I were wrong?

It's only in my head?

What if people see me as someone

Other than who I am

Cooler than I think I am!

Am I cooler than I think I am?

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But is that who I think I am?

Is that who I think I am?

Who do I think I am?

Who do I think I am-

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I am definitely not five rats

reblog if your url represents who you really are 

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Bodie and Roldens relationship will never be what it once was

They're brothers sure, and they still care for one another deeply. But it had been decades, life had moved on, Bodie'd learned to handle the grief of his family being dead, he'd learned to live with it, to build himself a new support group, a little family that he formed from a bunch of weirdos he'd found around the place. He couldn't just move on from that.

Even then it wouldn't be easy for Rolden, he'd just gotten out of a torturous pit, his brother is suddenly a grow ass gator, nothing like the kid he used to know. He'd lived an entire life and Rolden knew nothing about it. They didn't know each other anymore, they just knew the remnants of the kids they once were

They'll try though, of course they'll try, and who knows they'll probably be family once more...but it'll never be the same. There will always be that tiny gap between them that will never be bridged

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SB had been searching for peace

Ever since they were young

Their life was full of chaos, their parents had a complicated relationship both with each other and SB themself. The floors of their home were made of tissue, one harsh step, a word spoken slightly too loud, any small flinch and the entire thing would tear, dropping SB down into what felt like an endless pit of arguments and empty threats

Even when they first moved out their life was still a wreck. Money was tight, every boss rhwy had was an asshole meaning they were being thrown back and forth between companies like a ragdoll. Similarly their life was playing the part of train station for others in it, people were in and out, briefly stopping to greet others, maybe have light conversation but everyone eventually hoped on their train and dissapeared. They just wanted things to stay for five minutes, for everything to stand still, but it never did

Finally they got a chance to follow a dream, baking was the one thing that never changed, sure they could alter recipes but at their core it was always the same basics, and they thought if they followed the path baking was leading them down, maybe the rest of their life would fall into a similair rhythm....and for a while they did. Met a nice guy, sure he was a bit silly, seemed to have some issues but things were good! They were good...but there wasn't peace

Somebody was insistent on there not being peace, always there was somebody. At first it was SB, they just couldn't settle in this new environment, eventually though that calmed. Then it was Seth, appearing like a hurricane to sweep away any peace that'd been made in his absence, fortunately that cleared over with little harm done. THEN he was back again, AND THERE WAS MORE!?!? So SB was now trying to handle the entire 'kidnapped Mum' and Derek situation, their timeline was messed with (not that they know that but wtv) and they weren't even sure if they'd all be alive by next week. Everything was meant to be better, or atleast not as hectic! But no. It was worse. Everything was worse

For a moment they believed nothing would change, they'd be trapped in this cycle forever

But if they should've learned anything from life it's that this shit is inconsistent as hell

They don't know how, everything changed so fast, one moment they were scared, they were running, hiding, with disagreement threatening to break out any second. But somehow they woke up to quiet, they were moving elsewhere but apparently there was no need to fear anymore, things had been 'handled', they wanted to question it but at this point they were just relieved to be free. The days felt long initially but slowly they sped up until weeks of safety had become their normality. Things were...okay? Really okay. They were in one place, with two people, the same place, the same people, the same them.

SB had been searching for peace

And they'd finally found it

Despite all the odds against them

They'd found it <3

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I GOT IT DONE! :DD ITS VERY LAST MINUTE BUT ITS DONE-

Alphonse has been banished from the kitchen for crimes against baking </3

Qualities shit, sorry abt that but I'm just relieved for it to be done, let me sit here and sleep pls-

I meant to get this done earlier but I've got some sort of bug and it's really like stopped me from existing properly :((

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Don't skip 🚨Emergency

My name is Mahmoud Al-Halaq, from Palestine - Gaza - I am 29 years old. This message is addressed to every person who carries compassion, kindness, and love in their heart. After 470 days of war on Gaza, the destruction that has occurred, the displacement we have faced, moving from one place to another, and the loss and death of loved ones and friends, I found myself alone without a home or place, and even the prices of food are astronomical. The world has changed so much that life has become gloomy and boring. Therefore, I ask for your help in rebuilding myself, my life, and my family's life anew. You are our remaining hope in life. If there were an opportunity to work, I would not waste a minute nor ask for help from anyone, but I urgently need assistance for my family, my children, and the women to rebuild what has been destroyed and crushed in this devastating and painful war. Thank you for your time and support; we draw our strength and resilience from your support. 🍉

✅vetted by@gazavetters,(#365)✅

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Sometimes I wish I was a werewolf

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I don't think we actually understand how fucking scary User's first death infront of Cay must have been for him

Imagine it, you meet this random person, they seem lost and have no idea who/ where they are so you agree to help. Mere minutes later you watch them get ripped apart, you see their limbs pulled off of their body and thrown to the side, each organ tugged out and chewed till the inside of their chest looked like broken watermelon

He watched the life snap out of their eyes, heard as their screams slowly faltered out. Watched as they cried, the tears being washed away by the rush of blood which came flooding out of them. Watched a stranger die, not just die, he watched them getting destroyed. Something he never imagined he'd be forced to witness.

He swore he heard the camera shutter in his mind as the wolves eventually cleared out, they died a jane/ john doe, to everyone else and to themself. They'd spend the rest of eternity never knowing who they were, their family would never know they'd died, nobody would. Their coworkers would wait for them to come back to work, their pets would wander the house, lost without them.

...but then...they came back. Why were they back-? How? What-? So many questions filled his head as a horrible realisation dawned on him. He'd seen them die, yet they were back...and they could go again. He wanted to help, there was another chance to find their life, remind them who they were but if he went along with this how many times would he be forced to see it. How many times would he see the colour drain from their face, the light in their eyes dim till it dissapeared. How much of their blood would spill into his hands. He didn't know, he never could

But there was so much more that he could know, if this went on. So many myths that would finally be put to rest in his mind. The mysteries he'd grown to shrug off as silly tales. He could understand, he'd just have to be ready. Ready for the bloodshed, for the pain, to look away, to ignore their screams of agony. Ready for them to come back, again and again

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Freelancer with an extreme religious upbringing

Their entire life they had this story of the world beaten into their head, they were taught never to question it, simply to accept what they were told as the truth. So that's what they did [or atleast they tried to]

Their entire life was based around these beliefs, their day-to-day routine, their work, how they presented themself, who they spoke to, all of it was decided by their parents' religion and suddenly that system they've always lived by, the pillar they built their entire life on came crumbling down

They discovered this entire new world, none of which aligned with their beliefs, everything they saw there was labeled as taboo, horrific to the world they were used to. I mean magic? Demons? What part of this was okay!? They tried for so long to deny it, for so long they pushed down this part of themself, or the world, until they couldn't deny it any longer, they felt ashamed and when their family found out they were abandoned by their community

They were alone, in this world that went against everything they've ever known, lost among everything they were taught to hate so they started to hate themself along with it. Burrowing themself into a ditch they were willing to fade away in...

It took them a long time to accept who they were, to embrace the new world they found themself in, without help they probably never would've made it, but they got help, they made a new family. Freelancer came to this world with nothing but now they were living in it with more love surrounding them than they'd ever had before <3

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I would pay so much money to look at Asher's spotify

I love him dearly but I will never trust him to choose music

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THE FREAKKSSSS!!!

OMG IT LOOKS AWESOME!!! <33333

Divine Retribution<3

Me and @not-5-rats RP characters have the ultimate crack ship between Ryn( @thesovereignfanclub ) and Adonis( @it-may-be-donnie ). Anyways, the freaks have been drawn!

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Slides Jessie across the table :3 /nf

HEY SO IF I MAKE AN ACE SUCCUBUS WHO WANTS HER?

SHE IS UP FOR GRABS WE NEED A CHAOTIC PARTNER.

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Waffle House just sounds ominous to me, like that's all I get to know? Waffle? And it isn't even a house! Like it's a building but it ain't a house!! [imo]

So what does that really tell you!!!