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Life or Death? ‼️
please stop I need your support to stand with my family in this bad situation ‼️
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We don't even know anymore. Khaled, my little one, has started pronouncing the word "bombing," and it terrifies me.
I'm Jehad a father of two kids and lost everything because of war here in Gaza. I am now trying to rebuild some of it. With your kidness everything comes true ❤️❤️
We need to raise total of $100,000. Every dollar you contribute will make a tangible difference in our lives.
Please do your best to save my family and students we are waiting for your support. ❤️🙏
I’m not here to beg or list every detail—because even an entire newspaper wouldn’t be enough. The images on TV screens and the stories you see online already tell you so much about what we endure. But no matter how much you see, you’ll never truly feel what we feel. And I wouldn’t wish this life on anyone.
We are victims of conflicts we never chose. We love life—deeply, desperately—as long as we’re allowed to live it. We don’t want war, we don’t want destruction. All we want is a future. A future for ourselves, for our children—a future like every other human being deserves.
Everything is expensive and I need support follow you guys 🙏🙏❤️❤
Every dollar you contribute will make a tangible difference in our lives. Your donations can ensure that this newborn baby has a chance at survival and that can provide my children with the necessities they deserve.
How You Can Help
In this moment of despair, I reach out to you—not just as a stranger, but as a fellow human being. Our humanity connects us, and compassion knows no boundaries. Your kindness, no matter how small, can bring a glimmer of hope to our lives, shattered by war.
Our baby has been sick countless times, and every evacuation has only made things worse. We need help to survive, to heal, and to dream of a better tomorrow.
Even a Little Means Everything
We appreciate your help, even if it’s just a small donation or simply sharing our story. Every bit of support matters. Together, we can rebuild what’s been taken from us and find hope amidst the rubble.
Thank you, from the bottom of our hearts.
Jehad ❤️
Pilled up a bunch of 8:11 stuff
Well fucks? Get to it!
Who else up terminating they velocity rn
Omfg girl put a shirt on
So... I'm not going to lie, I don't care if I didn't finish the drawings, I want to talk about this.
Part 1/?
...
Okay, Jon, Sasha, Georgie, Martin, Tim, and Danny went to the pizzeria when they were kids. But our dear man behind the slaughter (AKA Jonah Magnus) was, as always, searching for a way to achieve immortality. Killing kids and taking their lifespan (and remnant) seemed like the best alternative, apparently.
So, Jonah finds a rich man (AKA Peter Lukas) who could help him with his evil plans (without knowing about the evil plans, of course) One day, Jonah lures Georgie and Danny backstage for a little *stab stab*, and Jon, being the curious one, follows them, sees everything, and tries to tell someone. But no one believes him (except for Tim). Even though, the kids were still missing, so people knew something had happened. They just thought Jon’s version was how his mind tried to cope with the trauma. Everyone’s devastated. Then five more kids go missing: Melanie, Basira, Daisy, Michael (Shelley), and Julia.
So they take little Jon to a therapist in hopes of uncovering the truth and finding the missing kids. Guess who the therapist is? Annabelle Cain. For unknown reasons, she gaslights Jon into believing what he saw wasn’t real. (She knew it was real, and Jonah knew she was “on his side.”)
Eventually, Michael’s body is found outside the pizzeria, and the place gets shut down as a crime scene. It never regains its popularity. At first, they arrest Jonah for neglect, but then they pin everything on Gertrude, since Jonah seems squeaky clean (which he is very much not).
Years later, Sasha, Tim, and Jon share a flat. Jon’s unemployed (living rent-free), Sasha’s getting her master’s degree, and Tim is the marketing manager of some company. One day they get a newsletter, and Tim sees the pizzeria is hiring again. He rants about it to Jon, still convinced the guy in the bunny suit took his brother (secretly hoping Danny’s still alive)
Jon, being sensitive about it, decides to get the job to prove Tim wrong. How would he do that? Who knows. He was a bit drunk when he made that decision. Later, he tells Annabelle about it (she's still his therapist), and she says it might be good exposure therapy, plus, Jon still needs a job.
I know this has been done before, but I have my own TMA FNAF AU and no one is going to stop me.
idk
Where should I go next ?🥺💔💔
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My home was destroyed and my husband lost his work as a driver. He had a water truck and used it to spread water to people in need, but it was destroyed alongside my home. I have evacuated many times. The first evacuation was at Deir el balah and I stayed there for more than 4 months. And now I've evacuated again to Anusirat camp and I don't know where could be the next evacuation.
I need your support to help me and to save my son (Adam) from this violence. I need to have a safe life with my small family. Due to the high prices of traveling here from the only border I do this link to help me and my husband evacuate from Gaza Strip forever to seek our future.
I truly appreciate you taking the time to read this. If you can’t donate, even sharing this post could help us reach someone who can. Every reblog is a reminder that we’re not alone, and your kindness—big or small—means everything. ❤️
You can donate here
or via my sister's PayPal
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The same goes for Kim Dokja, but based on the stunt he pulled, it’s going to be a major one
Yoo joonhyuk’s at the end of his wits
My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza
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.
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Hi:33 I brought a lot of things
Hello, Jon
Don't worry, I'm just kidding!!
Thanks for all the enthusiasm, mootie!
Sorry for the late reply, I wanted to have some decent sketches ready to go along with the lore bits, but this is taking way more time than I expected. So, for now, I’ll share this:
When everything started, it was just Jonah and Peter Lukas. Jonah was arrested for the missing children, and after getting out, he took the pseudonym Elias Bouchard to have a "fresh start"
I want to share more but I'll finish the drawings first!
Just a heads up, this is like 1% canon-compliant. I had to change a lot to make it work, and I’m still fleshing some things out
Oh! And here’s my personal favorite: Gerry! (Yes, he’s the phone guy)
I know this has been done before, but I have my own TMA FNAF AU and no one is going to stop me.
I know this has been done before, but I have my own TMA FNAF AU and no one is going to stop me.
Bookburner
in every universe...
happy belated bday tomura
What Strength Really Means 💪
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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
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It’s Spring
I'm growing fond of drawing on my phone's notes app
Today I had the best test I've ever taken
It was a group math test, and I ended up laughing and giggling with my friends.
Everyone else was suffering horribly, and we were just laughing at things like "triplet", "yeah facts, craft the function, by craft I mean cubic it, you know, let's Minecraft??", and "Wait… what’s 6×8?... 6×6 is 36'' (A little context, we couldn't use calculators and our brains were mushed up by the first set of questions)
I thought I was going to fail the semester, but there's still hope guys!
the one thing that’s great about being a little bit sleep deprived is I fall asleep so much faster, I beat the insomnia with insomnia
GerryMichael!!!
I really should be working on my wip list, but here I am again. They fill me with joy, and sadness, and a lot of weird feelings
So, Gerry starts chemo (Michael convinced him that trying was worth it)
At first, he didn’t want to cut his hair. But eventually, as everything the doctor warned about hit him, he knew it was just a matter of time before his hair started falling
On impulse, he tried to cut it himself. He only managed one half before Michael came back.
Gerry loves his hair. Michael loves Gerry’s hair too, and he knows how much it matters to Gerry, so... it’s hard. For both of them
Michael helped him “fix” the first side and cut the second half
They're both sad and sleep deprived
...
Two sides of the same coin:
GerryMichael? // GerryMichael 😭
@ariolimacidae thank you for bringing GerryMichael into my life
Have a lil drawing of Oliver
