THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS - Baby Shower!

i simply need everyone to understand that i am tired all of the time. literally at all moments. if i ever go somewhere and do something, it is not because i am somehow full of energy, but instead that i have carefully stored up all of my little bits of energy like a dragon collecting jewels, and am now vaporizing them all at once

Introduction!!! Drum roll please!! 🥁

Hello! Here’s a little bit about me ig!

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∞ Call me Cosmo or Cosmic! Or any other space related name :3

∞ Any pronouns except she

∞ Most likely has AuDHD

∞ I sometimes post art lol

∞ I’m a chill guy! I don’t bite :D [feel free to talk to me!]

∞ I am a minor :p

∞ Fandom I’ll normally post or reblog about:

• UTMV or anything Undertale related

• Bendy and the Ink Machine

• Dandy’s World

• Gravity Falls

• The Owl House

• Amphibia

• And anything else that catches my interest!

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∞ You can find me on Ao3 and YouTube! [Usernames are the same]

∞ I also have a DA [Apollocalypse]

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Tags:

∞ cosmics doodles - My art

∞ cosmics rambles - I talk

∞ cosmics fanfics - Fanfic updates and stuff :D

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Enjoy my little cosy corner!!

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Mb.... I forgot abt tumblr for abit

late night Killer doodle in Notes

Killer belongs to Rahafwabas

🌸 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

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⋆｡‧˚ʚ The failed creation. ɞ˚‧｡⋆

🖤🖋️🫧🎼🎞️🪄

PLEASE DO NOT STEAL

Shoutout to my dad who accidentally moved into an up and coming black lgbt neighborhood and was very disappointed to learn that all of his “new friends” weren’t actually interested in how to use iNaturalist or where he saw coyotes on his walks 😔🙏🏻

I don't think I've posted these here aye

been playing the watcher

nightmare ragequit sometimes but i'm having fun exploring around anyways meet stoopid he's my friend (i think) (he killed me right after i fed him) (but it's ok i kinda need him to attack me anyways so)