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Don't forget us🙏🏻

In Gaza, 🇵🇸🍉

🚨flour is scarce, and hunger is gnawing at my children's stomachs. 🚨‼️

We either die of hunger or bombing

For months, my family and I haven't tasted any fresh vegetables or meat. Obtaining bread has become an impossible task. Hunger has reached the point where we've been forced to sell some of our personal and household belongings, which we acquired after our house was completely demolished, to raise money for our basic needs amid the skyrocketing prices of flour and other scarce goods available in the markets.

The severe restrictions imposed by the Israeli occupation authorities on the entry of humanitarian aid and commercial goods have led to the depletion of everything in the markets and the rise in prices. As a result, famine has "eaten" our bodies. Due to the intense hunger, we eat flour that is infested with weevils and insects.

Our children need milk,Pampers،food،basic needs🙏🏻

In these pictures My sons , My nephews, nieces My sister's children

My sisters .can you see our pain and feel our hunger?!

Fear, death, famine, siege, suffering, oppression, silence of the world?!!

I am calling your humanity to do whatever you can to ease our pain

Talk about us and don't leave us alone

We are not okay, please dont forget us and stand with us by donating or reblogging to amplify our voices 🙏🏻

( Don’t forget, this is reality—we are not in a dream )

Don't forget us—do something, anything! Share, donate, like—just help us survive.

These things are untouchable because expensive

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So PLEASE I ask your kind hearts to help meby DONATING or SHARING as much as u can

Your contribution means everything to us and in these difficult times

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Donate to A Cry for Help to Save My Beautiful Family in Gaza war, organized by Khaled Qattam

My name is Mohammed Matar , a 30-year-old living amidst the war … Khaled Qattam needs your support for A Cry for Help to Save My Beautiful

Doodles of Goe-Goe with sharp-teeth, which is how I'll probably draw him from now on...

Holding Onto Memories 🎞️

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There’s a strange thing about memories—sometimes, they feel like the only thing we have left. I close my eyes, and I can still see my family sitting around the dinner table, laughing at a joke my uncle made. I can still hear my mother calling me to come inside before it gets too late. I can still feel the warm sun on my face as I walked home from school, thinking about my next big dream.

Now, those moments feel like they belong to another life. The streets aren’t the same. The people aren’t the same. And I—I don’t know if I’m the same either. But I hold onto those memories so tightly because they remind me of who I am, of the love I’ve known, of the warmth that still exists somewhere in this world.

If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family. Send a message to an old friend. Step outside and take a deep breath of fresh air. 🌿 These are the moments that matter. These are the things that make life beautiful.

No matter where life takes me, I’ll never stop cherishing the love that shaped me. And I hope, wherever you are, you never stop appreciating the love around you too. 💙

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Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

Desperate Plea: A Call For Relife‼️ 🥀

Hello, It's Momen Al Madhoun, writing from the most miserable area in the whole world, I am deeply thankful to all of you. Your support means the world to my family

🍉🍉🍉 I urgently plead you to keep sharing our campaign with your friends, family, and acquaintances

15 months have passed as if it were 15 years, and suffering increasing day after day 😔 Our health is decaying, we have NO IMMUNITY to fight diseases. No healthy food to feed our worn cells. Finding a quiet, clean place for us to get some rest is IMPOSSIBLE! I'm in urgent need of serious financial support so that I can take action and save my family! Our faces speak the misery we're going through! my children can't bear the ruthlessness of war life… pain and cold does not allow either of them to sleep 💔

I found in drawing a way to relieve stress and describe what we are experiencing, but even this i was deprived of, due to the difficulty of obtaining good internet and electricity for a sufficient time If you are interested in art, you can check I my blog I and find my artworks, i hope you will share them and support me to continue fighting and trying Every share and donation brings us one step closer to saving my family's lives. Your support, no matter how small, holds the power to rescue my loved ones from grave danger There are no words can describe how many times we have been displaced The situation we're living now is really hard to imagine Where do we Go?

Imagine the vastness of this universe, we cannot escape to a safe place far from the war

🍉🍉🍉 We rely on your donations to have a shelter and provide basic daily necesseties. We need your contributions and support with us, no matter how small it may be for you, but it makes a difference for my family 🙏🏻 Please, Support us with 5$, 10$, or any donation you can make and it will be really appreciated 🙏🏻

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From Under the Rubble... I Write My Story 🌿

I never thought I would write these words… 😔

I never imagined waking up to endless screams,

Running barefoot through smoke and fire,

Searching for my mother among the rubble,

Only to find nothing but silence… a heavy silence telling me that no one will answer me anymore. 💔

In one moment, everything changed.

Our home became a memory, my mother’s embrace became the past,

And my father's face, now absent, is the last thing I hold in my memory.

They’re gone… and left my heart burdened with unspoken grief. 😢

But despite everything, we are still here… trying.

I survived with my younger siblings.

Yes, we survived… but who are we after survival?

Children without warmth, without a roof, with no place to return to.

We were displaced to an unknown place, carrying a bag empty of everything… except pain. 🥀

We slept in the open, waking every morning to a life that holds nothing for us,

But despite everything… we keep trying. 💪

I write to you today not to cry, but to ask for hope. 🌱

I ask you to be a small light in this vast darkness,

To extend a hand that can mend what the war has broken in us.

Your donation will give my siblings a chance to sleep safely,

It will provide us with food, shelter, and maybe even a new beginning. 💖

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Help Naser & His Brothers Rebuild Their Future

My name is Naser AbuThaher , and my world has been shattered by war. I lost my beloved mother and sister in an attack that took them away fr

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Any amount, no matter how small, is big for us

It’s a prayer, it’s love, it’s life. 🌟

In conclusion...

From my heart, and from the hearts of my little siblings,

Thank you to everyone who has donated,

Thank you to everyone who has read,

Thank you to everyone who has shared.

You are the proof that goodness does not die, and that humanity has no boundaries. 💚

can you talk about being intersex and cis? how do you know if you're cis or trans when you're intersex? i promise this isn't meant to be rude i'm just a little confused as to how gender works when you're intersex. thank you so much. <3

I’m cis because I’m afab and still identify as a woman. If I was afab and identified any other way, I’d be trans. I’m intersex because my body itself has a mixed bag of secondary sex characteristics and hormones.

The label “intersex” itself isn’t a gender identity as much as it’s a way for people with mixed or ambiguous sex characteristics to define that experience. There are cis men and women who are intersex, trans people of every kind as well. I’m sure there are intersex people who just identify as intersex entirely but most intersex people I’ve met still identify as male, female, or nonbinary. Because your body doesn’t determine your gender identity.

Also, the opposite of intersex is perisex. You can be cis or trans, while being intersex or perisex. If you’re not intersex, you are perisex.

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Based on this squad meme:

What if…The Gang (plus Zenigata and Yata) were Pokemon Trainers? (Sprite Edit by me)

Each of Lupin’s mons have roles during heists; his Zorua and Ditto use their abilities to act like Lupin Dummies to throw people off, his Gengar can put people to sleep with Hypnosis, or freeze them in place with Mean Look, and his ace, Aipom (whom he occasionally calls Lupin Jr.) helps him crack safes, and to pickpocket people.

His Inteleon is his current ace (since they’re both speedshooters), but his oldest partner was his Honchkrow who helps him scope his surroundings. His Clawitzer is kinda like his “Anti-Tank Gun”.

Goemon’s Pokemon trains alongside him (with the exception of Absol). Lucario will meditate with him, Gallade and Kartana will spar with him. I have this headcanon that Goemon was able to gain Kartana after winning against it after a duel (an actual sword duel).

Fujiko doesn’t have an ace, as she thinks that all her Pokemon are her aces. She’s a fan of Pokemon Contests and would enjoy dressing up her Pokemon in wonderful costumes. She once hosted one and charmed her way into stealing the audience’s wallets.

Zenigata’s Pokemon have all been at his side for a long time, and now help him as an Interpol Agent. His Arcanine and Stoutland are good at detecting things, while his Throh, Chesnaught, and his ace, Garchomp mostly help out in more “heavy duty” situations.

Yata’s Pokemon Team act like one big family. His Gardevoir acts as the big sister, his ace, Lycanroc, as the big brother, Corviknight acts as the adult, while Sneasel and Victini are the kid siblings that need supervision at all costs. If you’re wondering why Yata would have a Sneasel and a Victini which probably wouldn’t fit his character, it’s cause I have this headcanon that he got his Sneasel when he chased after it when it took his keys then saved it from falling off a cliff, and his Victini was one he befriended when he was a kid (I just think that he’s the kind who would befriend a Mythical Pokemon like in the Pokemon Anime), but didn’t see it again until he was already working alongside Zenigata.

Note: I based all of their teams on Personality, Pokedex Entries, and personal opinions plus headcanons. I hope ya liked em!

Yes please!!! I've wanted a drawing tablet for a while now... So fingers crossed!!! Love the art BTW!!!

HI I MADE A SPEEDPAINT and also im giving away a thing !!! click over to youtube for the giveaway link in the description

"Trapped Dreams"

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In a small corner of Gaza, where the lights fade and darkness falls, Mahmoud sat alone, thinking. He was a young man like any other, dreaming of a better future, a safe home, and a job that would provide him and his family with a decent life. But the dream turned into a nightmare, and life into a daily struggle for survival.

Mahmoud's family, which includes 43 members, lived under the burden of siege and war. They lost their homes, and watched their dreams fade before their eyes. Every day was a new challenge, searching for a living amidst the lack of water and electricity, and the fear of bombing that could come at any moment.

"I saw hope in the eyes of my children, but the siege was taking it away from them little by little," Mahmoud says sadly. "They wanted to play in the streets, and go to school, but all that surrounded them was destruction and fear."

Mahmoud's dream now is simple, to get his family out of this hell, and to start a new life in a safe place. But the costs of migration are high, and far beyond their means.

Noha is a story of courage and determination. She reminds us that disability is not a barrier, and that anything is possible if you are determined enough.

“We need your help,” Mahmoud says, his voice trembling. “We need a chance to build a better future for our children.”

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