Time Still Stands AU

Hello, I hope everyone is well... Ramadan has arrived, but the suffering of the people of Gaza continues in every way... For over two years, we haven't felt anything; everything is destroyed, dreams have vanished, we've lost relatives, our homes, and our jobs. Nothing remains... And here comes Ramadan for the third time, and we are neither in our homes nor at our jobs. We lack even the most basic necessities.😔

Things are more difficult than you expect. We are not at home or at our jobs. We wish we could have these beautiful moments like before. We see food, clothes, and everything else, but we cannot buy anything because everything is expensive and we have no income. Ramadan has come and its requirements are very numerous, including suhoor and iftar.

I hope you will support me so that I can provide food for my family during Ramadan. We need $50 every day for Suhoor and Iftar. Every donation from you, no matter how small, will help us to buy food. Together we can raise the amount. 🙏😔😔

You never know which 10, 25, or 50$ will feed a fasting person, and they will pray for you. And the reward for prayers is great in the blessed month of Ramadan.🙏

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Guess who drew their beloved fugly boyfriendsssss (PLEASE)

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For people who can’t see the image for some reason:

It’s a “Dear Abby” column, published in 1995. The letter writer, “Not Looking for a Girlfriend in New Jersey,” identifies as a 53 year old male virgin with no interest in either women or men, despite coworkers having assumptions that his lack of a family means he must be gay.

This man expresses no concern about his situation (other than the presumed exhaustion at being continually misidentified), and suggests he was writing simply so other people could see that “a man who had no interest in sex” exists.

Abby blows it out of the ballpark with her response:

People who have no sexual feelings are called “asexual.” Since it doesn’t appear to bother you, it should present no problem. You are accountable to no one except yourself [emphasis mine].

Here we have the bastion of middle American, the “nice White lady with all the answers”, normalizing this man’s experience and literally telling him to ignore the haters. Pre Millennium. She even calmly supplies this man with the language to identify himself, since he seems not to have encountered it before; that must have been so empowering for him, to have a word for his experience and identity, and to hear that others shared it.

Please, don't tag my Sun and Moon art as 'the sun and moon show' or 'solar lunacy'.

I have never seen tsams and am not planning to. I know SL but nothing that I post has to do with the fic.

Just because a fanart/fanproject has become popular doesn't mean that automatically everything you see in the fandom is about it.