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I forgot it is mermay, I might write a Drabble for it

suguru wouldn't let you have floor time in peace. no way. if he finds your curled up on the floor he'll pick you up and swaddle you in blankets and put you on the bed petting your hair softly and telling you not to do it again scolding you with a pretty smile on his face

Since the fics for each card have chapters I am going to have the card in the middle for the masterlist but the characters for the chapters.

Alright people, which set up for the tarot card masterlists do we want?

Do we want it with art of the card itself?

Or the characters?

Here is a snippet of Saint 🤭

Alright people, which set up for the tarot card masterlists do we want?

Do we want it with art of the card itself?

Or the characters?

I’m never drawing ever again

Okay so far for the Tarot card inspired set of fics I have four cards.

The Empress

The Moon

The Star

The High Priestess

I come bearing good news!

Saint is coming out sometime this week!!

Send this to ten other blogs who deserve all the love in the world 💕💕

(You don’t have to do it again, I just thought you deserved the same message)

Thank you Linny 💕💕💕

Hi 💔

I’m sorry if this message feels sudden—I truly don’t want to bother anyone. I’m Areej, a 27-year-old English teacher and writer from Gaza 🇵🇸, and I’m reaching out because my family is in desperate need of help.

The war has taken everything. We’ve lost our home 🏚, and we live each day under the constant threat of bombing and starvation 🥀. I’m trying to evacuate my family—my parents, siblings, two small children, a newborn , and my sister who is deaf —to Egypt, where we hope to find safety 🕊️.

If you’re able to donate 💌 or even just share our campaign 🔁, it could bring us one step closer to survival. Every act of kindness means the world right now 🌍🤍.

Thank you for taking a moment to read 🙏

And if you'd prefer not to receive messages like this, please just let me know—I won’t message again.

With love and hope,

Areej 🤍🌿

@supportmykids

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Send this to ten other blogs who deserve all the love in the world 💕💕

Awwww thank you!!! Right back to you 🫶

I have officially made up my mind that I will, it is only going to have four characters included but more may come to my brain soon

After Saint I think I am going to do a tarot themed series, I don’t have everything worked out yet but it sounds fun

After Saint I think I am going to do a tarot themed series, I don’t have everything worked out yet but it sounds fun

Please Help Me Feed My Children in Gaza – We Are Starving

Dear kind soul,

I never thought I would have to write a message like this. I am a father of five children, living in Gaza — and we are starving.

We have no food. No clean water. No safety. My children cry from hunger every day, and as their father, my heart breaks because I cannot feed them. I have injuries from Israeli airstrikes, and my health is getting worse, but the worst pain I feel is watching my children suffer without being able to help them.

This is not a famine. This is forced starvation. We are being deprived of food and aid. We are dying slowly, silently.

Please, I am begging you — if you can donate anything, even the smallest amount, it can mean a meal for my children. If you cannot donate, please share my plea with others. Your voice could reach someone who can help.

Your compassion can save lives. Your help could mean that tonight, my children go to bed with something in their stomachs.

Please don’t ignore this.

Please Donate now:👇

🔗 Donation Link

Please Reblog My Post :👇

📌 Post Link

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🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home.

No food.

No clean water.

No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.

💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚

gofundme.com

Donate to From Despair to Hope: Help us to rebuild our life., organized by Fatima Rajwani

Hi I am Fatima and live in London UK. I have known Rola now for appr… Fatima Rajwani needs your support for From Despair to Hope: Help us to

Hi there,

I’m holding on to hope, one day at a time—and today, I’m asking for your support. My family is living through a reality no one should have to face, and I’m doing my best to keep our voices heard.

📌 Please take a second to check out my pinned post.

🔄 Sharing it can help it reach someone who might be able to help.

🤍 If you’re able to give even a little, your generosity could ease a heavy burden.

Your support, your time, your care—it all matters more than you know.

With love and deep appreciation,

@jehadkhaled

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I will have to update the tags to Saint because I am adding more things lol

My fyp is mostly Nerdjo and I love him

Currently 3k words into Saint, I think that it will be about 5k in its entirety.

reblog to bite your mutuals

I’m back with a nasty hang over but I’m alive

Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

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Satoru's mother hates how overly affectionate you are to her son.

Your mother-in-law, the lady of the Gojo Clan of the Great Three Sorcerer Clans, would throw endless "tsks" and "tuts" at you whenever she catches you red-handed spoiling her son. You'd argue that it wasn't really spoiling but more of being an attentive wife.

Satoru was a lovebug, after all. An honest to goodness, "Oh, this man is obsessed with his wife" kind of guy. He was always going, "Where is my WIFE?!" "Wifey!" "My wife!", and wasn't at all embarrassed to express just how much he loves you. You, in turn, never shy away from reciprocating his affection, whether it's by returning his crushing embraces or calling for him through the rooftops so he could hear where you were, regardless of who else could hear you. He didn't give two shits what his family thought of him, but his relatives and servants have lost count of how many times his piercing glares have sent a chill down their spines whenever they made even the slightest attempt to comment on your behavior.

They would catch you two in the strangest of situations. Strange in a sense that your affection for each other is so foreign to them. You, running your fingers through his silver hair, helping him out of his clothes... You being the first thing he seeks out whenever he arrives home. And him bringing you countless pretty and sweet things to fill your shared bedroom...

Your mother-in-law often tells you to stop coddling him, that he isn't a child to be babied— ("He's the strongest sorcerer of your generation, for crying out loud!" She'd always say...)

"He may be the strongest sorcerer of our generation, but he's still my dearest husband. And in our home, he is that and that alone."

Then again, Satoru has always been an odd bird himself, so together, you two made a lovely feather duster.

Gojo, especially teen Gojo, would love Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield.

It may be midnight on a school night but he is belting out those lyrics like he is on tour. His accent is bulldozing the English but he has the spirit of the song down.

When you aren’t taking care of yourself properly so Foxguru gives you the squint of disapproval.

fanart i did for this piece by @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat... i loved it sm that i digested it whole n made this

timelapse under the cut, click for better quality n check out my kofiiii <3

edit: tweaked it a little, originally posted pic under the cut

Gun to your head 🔫🔫🔫

Pack up your kitsune Suguru and hand it over to me RIGHT NOW!! This is NOT A DRILL, I AM STEALING YOUR KITSUNE SUGURU!!

I need him in the sense of he's my life saving medication (ironic for Saint reader, huh?)

I’M BEING ROBBED

Don’t shoot! I will hand him over! 🙌

But I have grown to like him quite a bit so can we split time fifty-fifty?

Him being your medicine is very ironic for reader being a saint lol but I think that he certainly wouldn’t mind, it is another way he can keep you with him 🤭

I love saying I write for multiple characters then having one obvious favourite who gets more fics then the others

I feel like Kitsune!Suguru would really like sleeping with you pressed into his chest. Your gentle breathing against his skin is the only thing that can help him sleep.

If I made a list of songs that I associated with my readers and their stories would ya’ll want that?