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Sup y'all. I don't exactly use tumblr anymore (neither does the other mods of this blog), but we do have some followers and so I figured I could spread some news and make people aware of something serious that has been going on for the past few months.

TW: May include triggering topics such as ped0philia, grooming, and SA. Yes, I guess this is technically a call-out post.

I have recently come to find out that a certain gimmick blogger has/had been talking to minors in a sexual matter. I honestly cannot stand to see them continue to act as of nothing happened without facing the consequences of their actions, while also still being trusted around minors.

In a Reddit post (which is not unfortunately deleted) made by a user who used to run a fairly popular gimmick blog, it was stated that she and another two minors we're groomed this person. He was well aware of two of the minor's ages, as in order to interact with them he would have had to see their bio's/descriptions on both Discord and Tumblr (both of which he followed all of them on) which had clearly showed their ages or that they were a minor.

One of the minors had lied about their age in all accounts though, but we will discuss them later.

Dispite this, the gimmick blogger in question continued sexual relations with them. When he was confronted about this, he claimed he "didn't know" their ages. Another important thing to note is that the two minors we're under the impression that he was 18 or 19, and he also did not ask the minors their age.

Now, the third minor lied about their actual age. HOWEVER, upon being told and discovering that this minor was actually in fact a minor not an adult, he still continued being sexual and horny with/around said minor while they still continued being a minor.

Before anyone says anything like "oh they consented to it" and all that bullsh- They are/were minors. He is an adult. Statutory SA is an actual crime.

Having talked to one of the victims, they talked about feeling pressured to do sexual acts because Mr. Kid Diddler was more popular and he "didn't want [third minor] to be let down" by them declining. They said that they now reslize that [third minor] was "basically being used so he could do those disgusting things to us other minors."

My condolences to the victims, and I hope some sort of justice gets served. Hopefully this can get this story out there somehow.

Be careful y'all.

-mod Unis

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I'm Abdelrahman, 22 years old. My journey has been marked by loss and resilience. When I was 18, my father passed away from COVID-19. Determined to build my own future, I pursued an education in multimedia technology, balancing my studies with work to cover my expenses. I was preparing to establish my home and life.

My mother: the princess whom we strive to make happy and satisfy. ❤️️

However, the war in Gaza, especially in the north, brought devastating tragedy. My home, university, job, and family were all destroyed in the conflict. While my family moved to the south, I was in the north, facing famine and moving from place to place, trying to survive.

Our street used to be lively and full of people, but it is no longer like that.

I have witnessed countless difficult and painful scenes while escaping death multiple times. In northern Gaza, life is reduced to a cycle of fleeing from danger and searching for food amidst the rubble of destroyed homes.

I have survived many times,I was hit by a missile in previously destroyed house

This picture is enough to show our suffering in getting flour to survive.

My dream is to travel abroad with my mother and sister to continue my education and develop my practical skills. For the past eight months, I have been unemployed, focusing on self-improvement and hoping for a better future.

Your help can save a family from death, it can save a dream, an ambition, or a success, so please help me by donating or publishing my story so that I can save my family.

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DONT SCROLL, THIS FUNDRAISER IS VERIFIED 🚨

KINDLY READ, DONATE AND SHARE IF POSSIBLE!!!

I am Imonje, I had been diagnosed with Latent Autoimmune Diabetes at a tender age, a condition that demanded a delicate balance of insulin, a commodity scarce in Khan Yunis, Gaza.

As conflict raged around me, have struggled to find the insulin I desperately needed to survive. With medical supplies scarce and hospitals overwhelmed, obtaining medication became a daily battle fraught with danger.

One day, as the bombs fell closer to Gaza tents, my insulin supply ran out completely. With no pharmacies open and no aid reaching my area, I faced a life-threatening dilemma. Without insulin, my blood sugar levels soared, threatening to send me into a coma. I I'm here begging for your support to help me get insulin. Every donation, no matter the size, will make a meaningful impact in my life. I sincerely appreciate your consideration and am grateful for any support you can extend during this challenging time.

I have managed to receive $217/$365. Kindly help me reach my goal please 🖤

Balance $ 148

CONSIDER DONATING TO IMONJE GET INSULIN TO CONTROL BLOOD SUGAR(PAYPAL)

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the tumblr experience is that you're flirting with a local trans girl for a week or two and are just about to schedule a date except then her blog gets nuked before you can add each other on discord and then the broken tumblr search makes it impossible to find her new blog

anyway uhh mae if you see this hiiiiiii 👉👈 i still really wanna go to the reptile zoo with youuuu

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This one's gonna be quite possibly the only post I tag

50 notes and I fix my sleep schedule

100 notes and I start getting better at not procrastinating

200 notes and keep working on the world building for a DND campaign

400 notes and I come out as sex-oscillating to my family

800 notes and I start making more original posts

1600 notes and I learn to draw on paper & on tablet

Tag people if you want deadline is January 1st (2025 specifically)

@femboy-ikea @literal-trans-beans @yahooo-official @tiredclownpossum @froggiefemboi

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eh sure might as well do one of these

if this post gets 100 notes and I'll try and fix my fucked up sleep schedule

if this post gets 200 notes I'll start my summer work

if this post gets 300 notes I'll reopen submissions

if this post gets 400 notes I'll add on to the tale of sea salt & smoke (poem series)

if this post gets 500 notes I'll do a QnA

if this post gets 600 notes I will write a children of the stars followup

if this post gets 700 notes I will release all my poems that I haven't yet

if this post gets 800 notes I'll politely explain my gender and how I want to come out at school to my friends

if this post gets 900 notes I'll write the blahaj poem

at 1000 notes I will try and get some of my work published

Rules: no spamming, tagging people is okay

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"First, I would like to thank everyone who supported me.🙏🌹

This is my new platform, friends, after my old platform was deleted for reasons unknown to me.

I ask for your help in sharing my story again to keep hope alive for me and my family, friends.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart.♥️

My family and I appreciate your cooperation and hope to reach the desired goal and save us.🙏

Attached are the verification links for the old account from the supporters.

Link vetted by @ibtisams

Link vetted by @el-shab-hussein and @nabulsi

Link vetted by @sar-soor

My approved number by the families in need and endorsed by the supervisors is 196."

@90-ghost @ibtisams @nabulsi @aces-and-angels @sar-soor @sayruq @fairuzfan @palestinegenocide @vakarians-babe @northgazaupdates @northgazaupdates2

Trapped Family in Gaza Appeals for Help to Survive 🕊️🇦🇪✌️

I Samer Abu Ras, am reaching out to you with a heartfelt humanitarian appeal, after the ongoing war in Gaza has cast its dark shadow over my life and the lives of my family. Our lives were once filled with peace and stability before the onset of this catastrophe, but now, we find ourselves living in a situation described as nothing short of tragic.

Please note that the conversion rate is 1 USD =10 SEK

10$ = 100 SEK

50$= 500 SEK

100$= 1000 SEK

200$= 2000 SEK

My wife, Shurooq, our three children, and I are now homeless, without a source of income, and without hope for the future. My family and I have lost our businesses and our home due to the war, and we now have nothing left but the cold streets and troubled hearts.

My children are suffering greatly as a result of these horrific events. They have lost the security and stability they once enjoyed and are now facing new health and psychological challenges that threaten their lives. As a father and husband, I feel powerless in my ability to provide adequate protection and care for them.

My child, who is a year and a half old, is experiencing hardships far beyond his tender age. Since the war broke out, we had to flee our home and seek refuge in a tent in a displacement camp. My child lives in extremely difficult conditions, deprived of safety and stability. The tent does not provide adequate protection from harsh weather, and food and medicine are scarce. My child suffers from malnutrition and illness, lacking basic healthcare. He cannot play or grow in a healthy and suitable environment. My only dream is to see him grow up in a safe place full of opportunities

In the face of difficult circumstances, Samer Abu Ras and his family find themselves facing serious challenges in their daily lives. They reside in a modest tent lacking comfort and security, suffering from a shortage of clean water and food, and encountering difficulties in accessing necessary healthcare. Despite these challenges, they continue to express hope and resilience in confronting adversity, holding onto hope for a better tomorrow and a return to a more stable and secure life.

I appeal to you today, dear friends, to extend to me a helping hand in escaping this hell. Regardless of the size of the donation, every drop of generosity will contribute to alleviating our suffering and rebuilding our lives anew.

We need your help to secure the funds necessary to travel away from these destructive wars and seek a safe and stable environment where we can build a better future for our children

Let us stand together in these difficult times and let hope triumph over despair by providing support and assistance to those in dire need. Let us be part of the solution and build a better future for ourselves and future generations.

Thank you for listening and for the potential generosity of your giving, and for your generous donations that will change the lives of my family for the better.

With sincere gratitude and appreciation

‏Samer Abu Ras and family.

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I'm Nour Alanqar, and reaching out to you during a time of unimaginable hardship. I am 26 years old, married to Ashraf Ismail, who is 32, and together we have three beautiful children: Hussein, 6, Rajaa, 5, and Youssef, just 10 months old. Our lives have been turned upside down by the devastating war in Gaza, and we desperately need your help.

My daughter Rajaa is a radiant beam of sunshine, bringing boundless joy, warmth, and love to everyone she meets.

On a dark night at the beginning of the war, our area was subjected to massive bombing. The explosions reached our home, forcing us to flee into the night, running amidst periodic explosions and searching for survival. We made our way to southern Gaza by morning, seeking refuge in Rafah.

This is our home, filled with our memories and moments of joy and happiness, now reduced to rubble. Its destruction shattered our hearts.

In Rafah, we found shelter in a crowded warehouse filled with strangers, all of us struggling to find basic necessities like food, water, safety, and cleanliness. Despite these challenges, we were again hit by direct bombardment. My husband was injured in the shoulder, and the scene around us was filled with blood and corpses. The cries of my children in those moments still echo in my head.

A fragment of what it once was, and now, what it has become.

We moved several times to places described as safe, only to face new tragedies. During this period, my precious daughter Raja contracted hepatitis, adding to our suffering.

It was incredibly difficult for me to endure these disasters, especially as I was in the process of giving birth. Youssef was deprived of proper breastfeeding and the necessary nutrition for his age. Hussein's right to education and a safe childhood have been cruelly taken from him.

My baby Youssef, whom I clung to throughout the war, running with him through the rubble of shattered homes to escape.

At an age when Hussein should have been enjoying his childhood, all his rights were taken away from him.

Our situation is dire, and we need your support to rebuild our lives and provide a future for our children. Your kindness and generosity can make a profound difference. Your contributions will help us secure safe shelter, access to medical care, and the basic necessities of life.

Please, consider helping us during this critical time. Every donation, no matter the size, brings us one step closer to safety, stability, and a chance to rebuild our lives.

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I'm Abdelrahman, 22 years old. My journey has been marked by loss and resilience. When I was 18, my father passed away from COVID-19. Determined to build my own future, I pursued an education in multimedia technology, balancing my studies with work to cover my expenses. I was preparing to establish my home and life.

My mother: the princess whom we strive to make happy and satisfy. ❤️️

However, the war in Gaza, especially in the north, brought devastating tragedy. My home, university, job, and family were all destroyed in the conflict. While my family moved to the south, I was in the north, facing famine and moving from place to place, trying to survive.

Our street used to be lively and full of people, but it is no longer like that.

I have witnessed countless difficult and painful scenes while escaping death multiple times. In northern Gaza, life is reduced to a cycle of fleeing from danger and searching for food amidst the rubble of destroyed homes.

I have survived many times,I was hit by a missile in previously destroyed house

This picture is enough to show our suffering in getting flour to survive.

My dream is to travel abroad with my mother and sister to continue my education and develop my practical skills. For the past eight months, I have been unemployed, focusing on self-improvement and hoping for a better future.

Your help can save a family from death, it can save a dream, an ambition, or a success, so please help me by donating or publishing my story so that I can save my family.

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doing one of these because i’m bored and i’m curious to see what’ll happen :)

also peer pressure hehe

50 notes and i’ll start a new crochet project

100 notes and i’ll actually do all those crafts i’ve been meaning to do

150 notes and i’ll clean my room!!

200 notes and i’ll start my native plant garden (or at least start planning it)

300 notes and i’ll post the song i’ve been learning on piano (mia & sebastian’s theme x tolerate it)

500 notes and i’ll work on my novel instead of letting rot in the depths of my mind

700 notes and i’ll redo my intro/blog theme

1,000 notes and i’ll start working on communication/setting boundaries and taking better care of myself!!

but yeah!! i don’t really know what’ll happen with this but these are all things i’ve been meaning to do but i’m a shameless procrastinator so here we are :)

anyways, have a beautiful rest of your day!!

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following this dude on insta who only has 5k of 35k on his sons evac fund and im so confused cuz he has multiple microinfluencers making videos abt him, hes been consistently posting and asking for donations for at least two months, hes DMing everyone he sees, he's even got ppl printing his story out and pasting it up apparently. yet only at 5k? after all that time and effort?

here he is

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Please save my child who needs surgery because of the white phosphorus smell in the war on the Gaza Strip.

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Thank you for documenting my campaign from the following accounts:

@sar-soor @heba-20

@90-ghost @soon-palestine

@ibtisams

I love you all 🙏🙏♥️🌹

I am Mohammed Almanasra, 32 years old, married, and a father of three children: Abdulrahman, 6 years old, Sarah, 4 years old, and Lina, 3 years old.

My story began with the loss of my parents and four of my sisters who were bombed and lost their lives along with their children after the events of October 7 and the severe war on Gaza. Now, my wife, children, and I are displaced, without parents or siblings, living with our little cat that we embrace among us.

Recently, I moved to the south of the Gaza Strip, fearing for the lives of my children. We left behind our memories and our new home, for which we had not finished paying the installments, in addition to losing my job. Currently, I live in a tent that does not protect me from the heat of summer or the cold of winter, and without the minimum necessary livinng basics including water, food medical care, clothe and even bedding .

I suffer from a chronic asthma and severe attacks from tightness and an extreme allergy in the ear and I need medicine that are not available, or very expensive .

Under these difficult circumstances, after five attempts at displacement and narrowly escaping death from the bombing, I am trying with all my might to protect my family, the most precious thing I have.

My dreams were shattered, and my house was destroyed, and I found myself living in a tent no larger than 4 square metres. My work turned from a tailor to a street vendor in order to barely buy a few crumbs of bread to feed my children.

Look at what happened to my children because of the intense heat and the insects that thrive in the summer season. Every day, I take them to the hospital to treat them due to poisonous insect bites. I implore every kind-hearted soul to help me protect my children.

My son, Abdul Rahman, has a deep passion for playing football and is a devoted fan of Real Madrid. He always dreamed of playing football at his school, but the war prevented this dream from coming true.

Where are you, Real Madrid fans ?

Help Abdul Rahman achieve his dream.

Every donation will make an enormous difference in helping me save my family.

I feel very sad and embarrassed to ask for help, but I have no other options left. I know that this request is difficult, but I also know that there is still humanity and living consciences and I believe in miracles.

Your support during this extremely difficult time will give us hope in the midst of devastation and despair.

If you have any inquiries or questions, feel free to ask me, please!

To everyone with a compassionate heart,

To all who understand the essence of humanity,

This is a message from my innocent children, who trust that their words will reach everyone who truly understands the meaning of childhood.

We cry out to you, asking you to feel our sorrow and pain, and to extend a helping hand to us in this time when we are in desperate need of your mercy and compassion.

@communistchilchuck 🫶🇵🇸

@nabulsi

@sayruq

@communistchilchuck @90-ghost @sar-soor @fairuzfan @ibtisams @fallahifag @vakarians-babe @palipunk @palestinecharitycommissionsassoc @stil-lindigo @vakarian-shepard @northgazaupdates

@faggotfungus @ghost-and-a-half @three-croissants

Sincere greetings & thanks

Mohammed & the family

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I don't understand what you mean, but I'm sorry if I upset you, but it's what my family is going through and that's what pushed me to this, and I repeat my apologies.

Got it. Hey people who follow me go help this person

@important-question-anon @totally-bing @coneysdayattumblinghell @mcgeese @orange-oracy @plural-void etc go help this person and spread the message and whatnot

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theory: fortnite dancing is good for kids

reasoning: for a lot of kids exercise is boring. fortine dancing isnt

other reasoning: theyre fucking children and controversially i think fun should be allowed

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please don't reblog this post a devilish temptress tricked me into making it and she placed a hex upon it so that every reblog removes a molecule from my body