After Losing Everything, I Started To Feel Happy To Receive A Free Food Carton ..

RELSHIE (updated ver.)

"Um...hi?"

Urophillia

They're the descendant of Solomon. Bearing a go-with-the-flow attitude, She is an animal lover that knows no bounds and listens to almost every genre of music

Extra info

● biologically a girl but doesn't identify as it

● uses she/them pronouns

● birthday is at august 27

● is 19 years old

● Used to work at a donut place before being dropped off to hell

● if the game wont let mc have a gun then theirs is a prop for one of her cosplays

● yes they cosplay and they play alot of gacha games and such

● definitely asked Mihenyeok via letter to complete their daily logins while their at hell

● they first arrived in hell with a (ripped) white t shirt and black pants before either buying clothes from hell or asking Mihenyeok to send clothes through ppyong via letters (though the prop gun Relshie definitely asked Mihenyeok for)

● has a youtube channel of them making covers of her favorite songs

● bad at tying their shoes so they only wear velcro straps

● carries around a cat plushie named RM

● character sheet:

Reblogs are greatly appreciated!!!

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All my homies love boobs and hate the government

I love it<3333

Every single battle in LCF has been nothing but iconic. But the battle of the Gorge of Death has a special place in not just mine but all of our hearts because of the way Cale went around the battlefield carrying Raon bundled up in blankets in his shaking arms.

Thank you for the tag! 🤭

Hi, my name is finder and I brought borscht with dumplings.

This year I'm thankful for all my friends, new and old and all the help I've gotten from all kinds of people, intentional or not. I'll never get tired of meeting different kinds of people even if might wear me down, forever thankful for that.

Unfortunately I don't have many moots:(

Happy Mootsgiving, everyone!

So, technically, I know Thanksgiving is an American holiday… history… yadda yadda. However, this is not Thanksgiving.

This is Mootsgiving, and what I say goes ‘cause this is my holiday. Anyway! Mootsgiving is all the basic ideas of Thankgiving but better because I’m great like that.

I just wanted to show everyone how grateful I am, since gratefulness is a key principle of Thanksgiving.

I want all my moots from different countries to be able to have the picture-perfect movie-esque Thanksgiving of being surrounded by friends and family with all the care and love and gratefulness that can be poured into a single human. And, as the ever-dramatic Runar, what better way to do that than to organize a huge event?

So! Rules!

State what food you brought

State one thing you’re thankful for

My name is Runar, I brought the eggnog, and I’m grateful for each and every one of you 💗🫶

Really sappy and really long paragraph/speech under the cut!!

Soooo… to start off my big long speech… *clinks my fancy wine glass that’s filled with a mysterious substance* (It’s eggnog)

When I first started this blog, it was off a whim. I wanted to do something, something that involved putting my work out there, as I was just starting out. I wanted to mean something. In any sort of way, I wanted to leave a sort of mark. Not just any mark, though, no. I wanted to add a bit of joy, a spark of life that comes from creativity, and adding words and love into the space we occupy on this floating rock in space.

I wanted to write because it made me happy, and I wanted there to be a possibility of someone who was who got joy from reading to maybe stumble upon it, and get joy from me. Get joy from something I was able to provide for them.

I was also incredibly lonely. I had no friends, I had nothing, pretty much. I didn’t talk much. I was reclusive. I was okay, but I was empty. I didn’t have a purpose. And while I wasn’t expecting much, nothing at all really, I was overjoyed at the prospect that maybe just one person would stumble upon something I wrote and for a moment of their day, maybe they got peace from it.

Maybe they felt a little less lonely. I would have been at peace with just knowing the possibility of it was out there. And then… it did. And I got more than I bargained for, even, I got a friend. My first friend.

From there, everything… clicked. Slowly, but ever so surely, things were falling into place. I was gaining something that had not even crossed my mind. A family.

So, my silly dream born from a whim became friends, connections, and family, it became life-altering. It had ups, it had downs, it had in-betweens. It was beautiful and messy and happy and sad and fucked up and so wonderfully… human?

Yeah, this is online, this is a silly mootsgiving idea I thought up three hours ago because I wanted people to know I love them.

But to someone who had nothing, this is everything. You are everything.

Even if we’ve only talked one time, you have a special place in my heart. The character growth has been… one hell of a ride. I’ve gone through many eras, and made new friends in each and every one of them. So, with the end of the year closing soon, I suppose in a way this is not just a silly mootsgiving.

My bigger end goal, really, was to make sure as we get to the end of this ear, you know how genuinely important this whole year has been to me. How important you have been. I got an anon ask,

What does it feel like to be wanted?

It was beautiful poetry. I replied, said I wouldn’t know what it feels like to be wanted. But really? I think maybe I do. I think it feels like having enough people that you love to organize and invite everyone to a huge event online, to write out this heartfelt paragraph and trust that at least one person will care enough to read it.

My beginning goal has changed so much, and not at all. My biggest purpose in life has been, and I think will always be, to add something into this world.

Creativity, joy, happiness, compassion, I want to ensure that no matter what, as long as you know me, you know you have one person on this earth who loves and cares about you with as much feeling that can physically be felt by one person without exploding into a bunch of tiny little runar pieces.

But moreso, I think maybe my goal has changed from wanting to put stories out there, to putting myself out there. I don’t want to write stories that are just fiction, just crafted ideas meshed together to create a blob of fiction.

I want to write pieces of myself into everything, which i think might genuinely be impossible to not do. I want my heart to pour out of my fingers into the things i type out for you, and i want to not only feel things, but to maybe make you feel something too. Something warm and fuzzy, something good, as good as you deserve.

Aaaaannnd…. to end this….

I love you guys, thanks for being here <3

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cats being capable of understanding accidents and even giving you a little head bonk to let you know you're still cool makes it infinitely funnier that they don't understand when you're trying to help them

cats when you step on their tail: i'll admit that was rather ouchie, but given the lifetime of goodwill and trust between us, one must conclude this booboo is but a fluke.

cats when you try to get their claws unstuck from the couch covering: this nefarious bitch has never had a single honorable intention in their dishonest and shameful life, this must be one of their sinister plots or perhaps even an attempt on my life,

Dear,

I am Hatem from Gaza 🍉🌿

I hope you are doing well

I am writing to you with a heart full of hope and gratitude.

My small family (my old mom, my wife and my little daughter) is in great danger due to the ongoing war in Gaza and I am running this campaign to save them to cover the basic daily life for my family and my little daughter which she was born during the ongoing war. She is living under the tent where the summer temperature is very high.

Could you please me sharing my donation campaign in your blog. I really appreciate your help and support

https://www.gofundme.com/support-hatem-family-in-gaza

This donation campaign has been vetted by: @90-ghost and @el-shab-hussein

Thanks again

Donation link.