It's Gotta Be A Record Or Something For How Many Times He's Been Hung Upside Down

I have an old Lightning toy that is rubbery and hollow.

So basically

I can squish him in my hand like a stress ball

Shit

I forgot about this fic

IM SO SORRY

30 days ago💀

What's you guys favourite cars fanfic?

Personally mine is the one where Finn snipes Harv infront of everyone but idk.

I came up with an amazing idea,

In humanized universes of cars (fics or whatever) Lizzy is hallucinating everybody as cars.

They're humans

But Lizzie mistakes them for cars.

"Now get outta here you racecar!"

"Racecar?"

"Yes, a corvette from what I see. Now out!"

Lizzie has extensive car knowledge despite having terrible memory and hallucinations.

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

Chuffed

I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

My mum said she hated the mario movie.

She hates it because "there wasn't enough luigi"

Guys

My mum has a crush on luigi.

Hello! Have you ever heard of a "city of the dead ⚰"?

It's a place where the living reside, but they're dead! They're doomed to die, either quickly through direct targeting or slowly due to the absence of vitality in their city ⚚

Wherever you turn, you find nothing but death, displacement, homelessness, destruction, hunger, thirst, ignorance, disease, and rampant infection.

It's my city! It was fully with life until the butchers passed through it! Since the beginning of the massacres, I've been struggling to save myself and my family, but in these circumstances, your support alone has been and remains a lifeline for us. We still need you. The famine has intensified, and we're struggling to get even an empty loaf of bread. The displacement conditions have become more difficult than ever because we've returned to square one after the truce was violated. I hope you will not leave us alone, spread our voices to the world, please reblog and donate if you can. Thank you

>> Our campaign is vetted by gazavetters

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Donate to Help my family rise from the ashes, organized by Tahir Awad

Hello Everyone, I am Nour Al Madhoun, 30 years old, a computer engineer from gaza, my h… Tahir Awad needs your support for Help my family r

Gaza is full of oppression #The worst is yet to come #Genocide #A resilient people

Why can he stand up so much taller than his default💀?

I understand he was modified for the race but LIKE???

Fucking tarantula

I can't be the only one that thinks this...

yo!! I was wondering what the name of the fic was that you mentioned like a month ago? The one with Lightning answering sheriff's call and saying he's in hospital as I would love to read it lol. Always on the scout for good fic recommendations :))

Oh! I'm the one who's writing it!

It's nearly finished, I just need to finish the ending of the first chapter.

It'll be on a03 and be called "Clearance"

(Just a heads up, one of the chapters is a bit disturbing, but you can skip it!)