✅️Vetted By @gazavetters, My Number Verified On The List Is ( #373 )✅️

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #373 )✅️

I hope you'll let me tell you a little bit about my home🇵🇸, Gaza🍉. It's a place where we're living through some very challenging times💔🥹. We're under attack from bombs, explosives, and warplanes, and we've had to endure many nights of sleeplessness. It's a difficult situation💔, but we're trying to stay positive🖤. This war has really taken a toll on us. It's destroyed our bodies, our lives, and our souls. It has been so sad to see our homes destroyed, our belongings taken from us, and our beautiful places ruined. It has also changed our situation for the worse. We were living a pretty good life, you know? Peaceful, loving, and full of life. But then, we found ourselves in a really tough spot. Hunger, fear, and terror have become our new normal. My kids and I, along with my extended family, are struggling to make ends meet. We don't have the basic necessities of life, and our living situation is pretty rough. We're in these old, falling-apart tents. It's so hard to know what to do when winter comes. We'll be soaked in the rain and wind, and I'll be at a loss as to how to keep my family safe, from the bombing and from the winter.🥹

I'm really hoping you can help me and my family to live through this awful war.💔🥹

❤️‍🩹😔https://gofund.me/ed6e9cb6😔❤️‍🩹

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kielkeithkylececaelia

3 years ago

For the word ask game: baby

Also I'm sorry for spamming ur ask box lol ily

the way i not only have nothing for baby but i also searched for babe and i have zero mention of that either. i’m devastated. what the hell have i been writing. as an apology to not only caswen fandom but to myself, i’m gonna write a snippet that’s connected to no fic at all lmao:

“Ow,” Ricky whines, jerking away from the antiseptic soaked cotton pad.

“If you keep squirming it’s just gonna take longer,” EJ tells him as he valiantly tries to hold Ricky’s chin steady to dab carefully at the cut on Ricky’s cheek.

Ricky huffs and re-settles himself on the edge of Ashlyn’s sink, rhythmically kicking his heel against the cabinet to the beat of the song he can hear playing from the party downstairs. Briefly, EJ presses a little too hard and it stings like hell so Ricky whines again, partly for the principle of the thing but mostly ‘cause he’s just a little bitch.

“Shh, baby,” EJ murmurs distractedly, and Ricky abruptly goes still.

It’s just a stupid pet name, it’s not a big deal, EJ probably wasn’t even thinking when he said it, but Ricky runs it on loop in his brain: baby, baby, baby.

When he and Nini had been together they’d laughed at pet names, thought they were cringey and lame; Ricky especially had thought he was above all that. Now he’s sitting in EJ’s bathroom, fixated on EJ calling him baby so casually and so easily that it’s making a flush creep up Ricky’s neck and his stomach flip over on itself.

EJ keeps cleaning the cut on his cheek, apparently absolutely unaware of Ricky’s current internal little freakout.

“You still with me, Bowen?” EJ says after a few moments, tapping one of his fingers against Ricky’s jaw. Ricky swallows, tries not to think about the press of EJ’s fingers, EJ’s thumb tilting his chin up like– like a prelude to something else. He can feel the flush rising into his cheeks.

“I’m swallowing my pain,” Ricky says, and it comes out a little shaky, a little low.

Ricky watches the corner of EJ’s mouth curl up. “So brave,” EJ coos mockingly.

Now that Ricky’s paying attention, he can feel the heat of EJ bleeding into his hoodie where he’s standing between – oh, god – Ricky’s spread legs. EJ suddenly pulls away, crouching down to dig through one of the under counter cabinets and Ricky takes the opportunity to suck in a shaky breath. Get it together, Bowen.

EJ pulls up to his full height again, this time with a bandaid. “Oh, I can–” Ricky starts, but EJ’s already leaning in again.

“I got you,” EJ murmurs, and his tone is so low, so gravelly, that Ricky’s stomach swoops again. EJ gently presses the bandaid to Ricky’s cut, smoothing down the edges.

And then he’s just standing there, between Ricky’s legs, cupping Ricky’s jaw.

“Thanks,” Ricky tells him. His voice sounds very small.

EJ studies him for moment and for one brief second Ricky swears EJ’s gaze drops to his mouth but then–

“Yo, are you done? Some of us have to pee,” Kourtney says through the door and Ricky fumbles back, EJ’s hand slipping from his face. EJ moves away to let Kourtney in, looking over his shoulder at Ricky like he’s about to say something but by the time Ricky slides off the sink EJ’s already gone.

Kourtney smirks at him. “What?” he asks, a little defensively. She reaches up to tap his cheek, just over the bandaid.

“Cute,” is all she says. He glances at himself in the mirror as he’s leaving and sees what she was talking about.

The bandaid’s covered in little hearts.

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kielkeithkylececaelia

1 month ago

From a comfortable and safe home to a small tent that is unable to withstand the extreme temperatures of summer or winter, you wake up to the sounds of explosions everywhere. You try to resist the pain of hunger and cold, but it is beyond your strength. My dreams and hopes were unfortunately not realized. I studied law and had a big dream of becoming a lawyer, but the war unfortunately made it impossible for me to pursue that path. Now I have only one dream, which is to alleviate the pain of hunger and cold and provide a suitable shelter for my family. I am grateful to everyone who donated to help me save my family from genocide 😔❤️‍🩹

🙏🥺 https://gofund.me/ed6e9cb6 🥺🙏

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kielkeithkylececaelia

3 months ago

UPDATE: NEW LINK! Yahya and his family were displaced by the IOF, and are currently residing in Deir al-Balah, south-central Gaza.

Life as displaced Gazans was already extremely difficult for them. Food is very scarce, and their living conditions leave them exposed to the elements. Here is the frequent condition of their tent now that the winter rains have come:

Then, Yahya’s father was injured. Some cartilage was damaged in his neck, and doctors say he requires IMMEDIATE surgery to avoid permanent paralysis.

Yahya and his family previously had another campaign, but it was suddenly shut down by GFM with no explanation. They have created a new one, but it has EXTREMELY LOW FUNDS.

The surgery is a stifling €15,000 euros (about $15,729 USD). Yahya and his family have no hope of paying for it without your help.

I am currently watching an elderly loved one lose their mobility, and it is an extremely heartbreaking and isolating situation. I cannot imagine what Yahya and his family are going through, having no social or financial support and only minimal medical care.