I'm Nour Alanqar, and reaching out to you during a time of unimaginable hardship. I am 26 years old, married to Ashraf Ismail, who is 32, and together we have three beautiful children: Hussein, 6, Rajaa, 5, and Youssef, just 10 months old. Our lives have been turned upside down by the devastating war in Gaza, and we desperately need your help.
My daughter Rajaa is a radiant beam of sunshine, bringing boundless joy, warmth, and love to everyone she meets.
On a dark night at the beginning of the war, our area was subjected to massive bombing. The explosions reached our home, forcing us to flee into the night, running amidst periodic explosions and searching for survival. We made our way to southern Gaza by morning, seeking refuge in Rafah.
This is our home, filled with our memories and moments of joy and happiness, now reduced to rubble. Its destruction shattered our hearts.
In Rafah, we found shelter in a crowded warehouse filled with strangers, all of us struggling to find basic necessities like food, water, safety, and cleanliness. Despite these challenges, we were again hit by direct bombardment. My husband was injured in the shoulder, and the scene around us was filled with blood and corpses. The cries of my children in those moments still echo in my head.
A fragment of what it once was, and now, what it has become.
We moved several times to places described as safe, only to face new tragedies. During this period, my precious daughter Raja contracted hepatitis, adding to our suffering.
It was incredibly difficult for me to endure these disasters, especially as I was in the process of giving birth. Youssef was deprived of proper breastfeeding and the necessary nutrition for his age. Hussein's right to education and a safe childhood have been cruelly taken from him.
My baby Youssef, whom I clung to throughout the war, running with him through the rubble of shattered homes to escape.
At an age when Hussein should have been enjoying his childhood, all his rights were taken away from him.
Please, consider helping us during this critical time. Every donation, no matter the size, brings us one step closer to safety, stability, and a chance to rebuild our lives.
If you’re a Non-Muslim and you see a Muslim praying in public, could you please not pass in front of them?
Go behind them, but not in front. 👍
Ugly crying rn, i was 80% finished with an ask, and i lost all of my progress. Sobbing.
@bluerosegardens I'm restarting it rn 😔💔
My name is Touya, Michikatsu, or any name you're comfortable calling me!
This is my writing blog
My main is: @g0dwat3r
My pronouns are She/They
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If you support incest, such as shipping Aym x Baal, Any of the Demon Brothers x Another Demon Brother, etc
If you support r4p3
If you support M@Ps/P3d0philia
Because I'm sure people will ask, proshippers are allowed on my blog. As long as you keep it in fiction, that's fine by me.
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Key: Italics - I'll write for it, no questions asked! Bold and Italics - I love these fandoms, and I love to write for them! Please send asks about them!!!
Cult of the Lamb
Black Clover
Helluva Boss
Hazbin Hotel
The Originals/The Vampire Diaries (Not Legacies, sorry!)
Sanders Sides
Undertale
Deltarune
Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba
My Hero Academia
Harry Potter
Markiplier (& Egos)
Jacksepticeye (& Egos)
Five Nights at Freddy's (Games & Movie)
Slashers
ACOTAR (A Court of Thorns and Roses) series
Assassination Classroom
Billie Bust Up
Bendy and the Ink Machine
Twilight
The Amazing Digital Circus
Disney's Twisted Wonderland
Obey Me: One Master to Rule Them All (This also includes Nightbringer!)
Sk8 the Infinity
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Character x Reader (Romantic or Platonic)
Character x Child!Reader (Platonic)
Angst/No Comfort
Angst/Comfort
Fluff
Slightly Suggestive
P3d0philia
Incest
Smut
R4p3
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Character x OC
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Oh my god. I literally can only think of one thing right now. And that is Obey Me. I need Obey Me requests so bad, it's not even funny 😭
Firefighter demonstrates how to put out a kitchen fire
I don't normally post about politics but here goes nothing.
If you voted for trump, man or woman, I want you to read as follows
I want you to understand how thoroughly you fucked everyone over. I want you to look at your children in the eyes and tell me if there is anything more than innocence or resentment.
If you have a mother, I want you to look her in the eyes. I want you to tell her that she'll be stripped away of her rights and she doesn't get a say in what happens to her anymore.
If you have a daughter, I want you to look at your babygirl and explain that there's nothing you can really do if anything happens to her. I want you to tell her that a gun meant more than her in your vote.
If you have a wife, I want you to look at her and see the fear in her eyes knowing that she is married to someone who couldn't care less about her rights and views her as property. I want you to try and tell her that you love her and see her struggle to respond.
I want you to sit down with your children and have to hold back tears while teaching them how to have even a small chance at surviving a school shooting.
I want you to look at the couples in your life that are not stable enough for a child and have to tell them that if they get pregnant by mistake they'll have to suck it up.
I want you to look at the women in your life and tell them that if they're raped and unfortunately get pregnant, that they'll have to go through that hell all over again.
I want you to go to a book store and see all the books you've ever loved disappear. I want you to look for The Holy Bible and be unable to find it when it's banned.
I want you to think back to the book Fahrenheit 451 and it's story. I want you to understand that this is the reality you want us to live through but worse.
I want you to look at the people in your life and have to explain to them that you're sorry. Women, people of color, gays, trans, etc.
I want you to look at future generations who never get to experience the same rights as you were blessed to have before and I want you to say you're sorry.
I mean hey,
Was it worth it??
Was it worth getting your guns back and "voting for your pockets"??
Was it worth the people who killed themselves out of fear?
Was it worth having the women in your life be told "your body, my choice"?
I hope it was.
I want you to remember what your choice was.
Listen listen-
Vampire!Helob x Reader where he is addicted to drinking your blood. Like it's his version of cocaine, he cannot go with out it for more than a few days.
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𝐈'𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫.
𝐀/𝐍 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 😭😭😭😭
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬, 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬, 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐍𝐨𝐧-𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥), 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 (𝐍𝐨𝐧-𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥), 𝐋𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐍𝐨𝐧-𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥)
𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜
𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲
𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞!𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐛
𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐛 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐛'𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥.
𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐨. 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐲.
𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭. 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭.
𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐭𝐬.
𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤. "𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬.." 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫.
please, please and please.
This is @g0dwat3r's writing blog! I am a minor, so I will not do NSFW unless you commission it. That is for my own comfort. I am autistic, with dyslexia and discalculia. So, I beg you to be patient with me.
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