Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Thanks to your incredible kindness, we’ve reached 19,800 out of 30,000. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now: 🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us. 😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment. 💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 might not seem like much, but it could mean a meal, clean water, or a tiny bit of hope for my family.
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude, Mosab and Family ❤️
Fuck yessss....
Calling it now: Lily is Watson's daughter (or she's related to one of the Ravens)
Moriarty maybe? Idk
At least one vaguely passive aggressive Angel's Egg reference from the Oshii episode
Give Me Lupin Existentialism
Give Me Lupin Grandfather Stuff
Give Me Lupin Backstory
No Meta Green Vs Red Bullshit
What's under that fucking mask
Give Goemon something to do
Are y'all gonna talk about what went down between Lupin and Goemon in Part 5? I hope so
Give Yata something to do (I've seen people speculate he's connected to the Ravens somehow and that'd be interesting to see)
Bring Tickey Pasco back
Bring Nyx back
Ami cameo in the final episode like Rebecca did in Part 5
Also bring Rebecca back
If there is not at least one shot of someone eating fish and chips I will leave
Bring back Lupin's fear of octopus
Have the characters speak English! (and then have them do bad British accents in the dub)
Are y'all gonna explain the evil Lupin from the first teaser poster?
At least one joke about British traffic
At least one joke about British weather
a spotted dick reference
Vague Doctor Who reference
Vague Beatles reference
Vague Edgar Allen Poe reference (I mean c'mon the group's name is The Ravens)
Vague Detective Conan reference
I've already spoken about my high hopes for the soundtrack
DOUBLE DECKER BUSES LIKE C'MON
A scene in the Underground (or at least King's Cross)
Not saying I want y'all to confirm my "Lupin gets anxiety on trains because of what happened to his dad" headcanon but I'm also not not saying that
They go to the London Eye for some reason
Final showdown inside Big Ben (just to kinda bring that whole Cagliostro-Great Mouse Detective thing full circle)
Aaaaand that's all I can think of right now! I doubt a good chunk of this is gonna happen (the mask thing is certainly a long shot) but if they do then that'd be great!
BTW quick heads up while I'm here: I will be tagging all Part 6 posts as "lupin part 6 spoilers" so go ahead and blacklist that if you don't want to be spoiled! I honestly have no idea how I'm gonna watch this show because I'm too poor and lazy for Hidive but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it!
In Gaza, 🇵🇸🍉
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.
In these pictures My sons , My nephews, nieces My sister's children
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 )
These things are untouchable because expensive
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Your contribution means everything to us and in these difficult times
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I'm a child, but the war has turned me into an old man in pain...
I lost my eyes, and pain has become my daily companion. Every day I ask myself: Why did this happen to me?
I don't want toys or holidays... I just want treatment. I want to stop the pain. I want to go back to living.
I have nothing to offer... but I have a heartfelt prayer for everyone who helps me.
Support me, empathize with me, and let me feel that there are still good people out there.
Help me... maybe, thanks to you, I can feel alive again.
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Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.
That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighbor’s house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.
The bombings didn’t stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighbors’ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.
I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my children’s toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.
Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably high—$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why can’t we live like everyone else—go to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?
How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: 💔 Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. 🌍 Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. 🩺 Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.
Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you can’t donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.
What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; it’s about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what we’ve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Let’s work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.
🌸 Please share our story and consider donating today. 🌸
redraw of that one bit from the movie
siren
I present a doodle and my first post! Hope ya’ll like it... I’ve been too active on insta... #art #traditionalart #animated #girl #animatedgirl #pencilart #artistontumblr #ownart #doodle
Children in Gaza are losing their limbs every day—just like the little girl in this heartbreaking photo. The war has stolen their futures, their mobility, and their right to live in peace. My own son, Qais, is just two years old. He was injured in an airstrike, and I cannot afford the medical treatment he desperately needs. As a mother with no income, I beg you—PLEASE HELP US. Your donation could be the reason Qais walks again.
This is the terrifying reality for many children in Gaza:
1. Airstrikes often target residential areas, leaving children with life-altering injuries.
2. Hospitals lack medicine and equipment, and most families cannot afford private care.
3. Children like Qais are at risk of permanent disability, even death, without timely treatment.
I watch my child cry in pain every night, and I can do nothing but hold him. No mother should face this. We need your support now more than ever. Every donation—no matter the amount—can help save Qais’s leg, his future, and his life. Please, Don’t Look Away. Help Us Heal.
Donate Now Here
If you want to draw a smile and put it on Qais's heart, Donate Here.
Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭
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