🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
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. 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 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
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 ❤️
honestly one of the main reasons I like dc is that they can’t keep a storyline straight for shit. anything I don’t like is just *not real*. that’s different storyline babes what are you talking about???
like at this point I can consider shit like wfa and hell even well written fanfics as canon bc who knows what’s going on with those funky little people?? certainly not the dc writers
Bruce: *putting superman to shame with his workout routine*
Clark: Hey Bruce, is everything okay? Did Bane get out again?
Bruce, without pausing: I tried to pick Jason up last week but I ended up dropping him. I need to get stronger so I can carry all of my kids >:(
Can you do Jason Todd x Fem Reader?
Imagine Jason inviting her to dinner at Wayne’s manor
WARMTH OF A HOME
jason todd x reader | sfw
CW! fem reader, good parent bruce supremacy, fluff all around, attempt at humor
Summary! Jason makes a promise to take you to Wayne’s manor for dinner to meet his family. He feels he may regret it (spoiler he does until he doesn’t)
thank you for the request! the drama and chaos is on the horizon 🙌
“I wanna meet her Little Winggg!”
“Fuck off-“
“Don’t be like that!”
Jason pushed Dick off of him. He hated that his face was flushed red as Dick boasted how they should meet his girlfriend, you.
“I would too like to meet this woman you’ve acquainted yourself with, Todd.” Damian asked, while looking like a gremlin.
“C’mon Jaylad!” Steph mused with teasing smile with bright teeth.
“Fuck off all of you!” Jason seethed. Looking redder than ever which caused a laugh out of everyone.
“I’d like to meet her if that’s okay?”
Jason stilled and turned to find Bruce with Alfred and hopeful smiles on their faces. “I’d love to meet the girl you’ve so dedicated yourself too. From what you’ve said it sounds like she’s a very sweet girl.”
Curse Bruce and his sweet talking ways.
So now he found himself dressing up quite nicely and you in a beautiful red dress. The same color as his mask.
“Are you sure you wanna do this?” He asked slowly with a grimace on his face. You simply blinked and smile. Your hand curving to cup his face to turn towards you.
“Yes. It’s your family and they love you. Despite whatever you’ve done or they’ve done you still love them and they love you. Made you into the man I love now and today.” You mused him. With a kiss of the lips Jason felt like he fell in love with you all over again.
Once again he asked himself how he got someone like you in his arms.
So there you have it. Jason stood with you hand in hand at Wayne Manor and in front of those humongous doors.
“You’re shaking.” You commented with a sly smile. “You’re nervous.”
“So are you-“ Jason mused back with a scowl. A teasing one as he came to look at you. Once again feeling as if he was undeserving of such a beauty like you.
“You’re scared too. I may have been a crime lord and may have died young but I can still see that you’re nervous too.”
“Damn you caught me!”
He chuckled seeing you act so dramatic. Your hand on your head and other on your chest. Eyes closed where he could see the glitter of your makeup.
His eyes gravitated to your lips which were a shade of red. “Always trying to tempt, dont’cha?” He pulled your waist. You giggled in response.
“Anytime I wear red it’s got you acting up. Behave yourself or you’re getting nothing tonight.”
“You little minx-“
The door opened after Jason rung the doorbell to reveal Alfred. “Good evening Master Jason, and you should be his girlfriend.” Alfred spoke carefully with a raised brow. Pride in his eyes when looking over at you and Jason’s arm around your waist.
“Yes I am. It’s great to meet you.” You bowed slightly with a smile. Jason could see that your smile was a bit tightened.
“It’s joy to have you here for dinner. Now come in before any of you catch a cold.” He opened the door further. Jason took your hand and let in you. The manor magnetic and beautiful; and stars in your eyes.
Perhaps Jason wanted to die right there because all of his siblings, whether or not they considered themselves Bruce’s children, were staring.
“What the fu-“
“Master Jason.”
You giggled watching the exchange between him and Alfred. His sibling’s eyes widening watching you laugh. The one to get up officially was Dick.
“Hello, I’m Dick. Our sweet Little Wing’s older brother.” He dramatically assessed to you. You smiled big and introduced yourself to him and everyone else.
“I wouldn’t use sweet…”
“Shut it Tim!”
“Yeah shut up Drake.”
“Hey! You promised you’d behave!” Dick attacked back with his pointer finger at Tim and then Damian.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Richard.” Damian crossed his arms looking away pouting. His ears red surely from embarrassment.
“Yeah what the demon said.” Tim grinned as he stepped up to you. “It’s great to meet the woman who will hopefully make him more tolerable.”
“I’ll shoot you.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time.”
“Tim and Jason!”
You blinked with a blank smile on your face. Joy evident on your face while the three seemed to argue. It wasn’t bad and simply baseless banter.
“So how did Jason score you?” Stephanie came strolling up with Duke, Cass, and Damian at her side.
“He saved me from being mugged.” You replied with the shrug of your shoulders.
“Wow. Of course he did.” Duke laughed. “Always so protective.”
“Yes he is. I’m assuming you’re Duke? Stephanie? Cass, and then Damian? Am I correct?”
“How did you know?” Stephanie asked with wide eyes. The rest of the siblings had shocked looks (w/ exception of the three og robins who were still arguing).
“Jason always talks about guys. Praising and bragging about you guys.” You laughed seeing their faces. “You didn’t know? He’s funny like that.”
“Hey! Are you making fun of me?!” Jason caught on to what was going on. His arms pulled away from you and in the air. His face flushing red which caused a bright laugh from you.
“Oooh! What did he say!”
“Yeah what did he say!?”
“Todd, what did you relay to her?”
A clap silenced you all. Belonging to Alfred who has an amused smile on his face. “Dinner is served. Master Bruce is awaiting.” He bowed and allowed you all to follow.
“I just know B will love you.” Stephanie giggled.
“Now why would you say that?!” Jason shot back. The blonde ignored him and continued to skip down the hallway in her nice purple dress.
“God damn…”
“I like your siblings. They’re funny.” You mused into his ears. His face got redder as he turned to look at you. “You need to lighten up, baby. They tease you because they love you.”
“I hate that you’re always remind me.”
“It’s my job.”
When entering the dining room there was the man, Bruce Wayne. Dressed nicely in a navy blue turtleneck and black slacks. He turned to greet each of his kids as they filed into their seats.
Alfred aside to serve dinner which all looked delicious.
“Old man.” Jason walked up to him with you. Your hands tightening on his hands as Bruce looked at you with a blank face.
You greeted yourself to Bruce with smile.
The man smiled and grabbed your hand, and with a smile; “I’ve heard very good things about you. I’m glad to meet you.”
Ever the charmer.
“B.” Jason glared and Bruce didn’t seem bothered by it. “Yes Jason?” He seemed challenge the younger with just a single glare.
“Nothing.” You giggled and patted his shoulder. His face got even redder when Bruce ruffled his hair.
“You picked a good one, son.”
“Screw-Screw you old man!”
Bruce and you laughed at his reaction. Even behind him he could hear his siblings laughing. Even Alfred seemed amused beyond all hell.
“Let have dinner shall we?” Bruce asked with a wave of his hand.
“Yes we shall!” You pulled Jason along. His face red as his mask especially when he could hear and see Stephanie gossiping into Cassandra’s ear and her quietly giggling.
Absolutely humiliating.
But despite that Jason found himself smiling. You were smiling as you found yourself in a conversation with his siblings about how you guys met.
You knew everything and anything about what was wrong with him, and every dysfunctional familial moment and yet you loved him.
You loved his family.
Jason felt content.
Bruce was proud of him. He made it clear with a toast.
“To Jason and [__]! A bountiful future for them!” Out of his seat Bruce raised his glass. His siblings, and even Alfred joined in with a clinking of glasses.
He felt you on his shoulder, and red lips against his ear once again, “I told you everything would be alright.”
He huffed a laugh, “Of course. You’re always right.”
One of my biggest gripes about the dc fandom is how simplified and stripped down ‘child soldier’ became as a term.
Like, ya’ll, I don’t think forcing a rich guy to take you in and make him teach you martial arts is equal to having your entire childhood ripped from the root up for military purposes. That’s just me tho idk
the sillies
That just means he likes you :))
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Maybe I have a request for Kung Lao x Tall and Buff Muscular!fem reader. How his reaction of Muscular!Fem reader flex her muscles
EMBRACE OF A GODDESS
kung lao x reader | sfw
Cw! female reader, fluffy, light suggestive content, drabble
Summary! Kung Lao has a crush on a literal goddess (his words not mine)
Kung Lao wasn't jealous by any means. He swears.
Or enamored either.
"You're lying to yourself, dude." Johnny was amused at his pain. Kung Lao never seen such a woman, and she could most definitely break him in half.
Somehow he couldn't find himself disliking such a thing. You were tall and smiling. A goddess next to the likes of Liu Kang. A strong woman and a strong fighter.
"Oh my, you're red." Raiden giggled as his eyes drifted between him and you. You standing in your glory in the sun.
With the flex of your arm muscles, you could see all that you worked for. Kung Lao was floored. His face was hot and he was confused.
His mind flashed with pictures of his head between those thick thighs of yours. Or even his entire body wrapped in a hug, like a blanket of warmth.
"God dammit! Leave me alone!" He grumbled.
His outburst caused you to look over, and he visibly stiffed.
No! He had no crush, nor did he want to be crushed by you. Definitely didn't want to be on his knees for you.
"It's too hot in here!" Kung Lao shouted before storming off. His face only became hotter when he heard your faint giggle when Johnny loudly told you what Kung Lao was doing earlier.
He would have his revenge, and get a spar with you soon.
He swears he's not imagining you taking him down, and dominating him.
Totally...
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
Could I request mermaid dick and princess Kory
YES, yes you can!
And they all lived happily ever after...♡
until Bruce tried to ruin everything
...he just misses his son 🥲
Broke: Bruce hits his kids
Woke: Bruce has a rule where if his kids hit him first, they have to spar with him
Bespoke: Bruce always finds a way to turn those “punishment spars” into a full-body pin that turns into a hug and that hug lasts until said batkid stops trembling or yelling and they can talk like normal people again