the news: we've reached a deal! yay!
literally hours later:
fundamentally vile. there's just no words to speak of how evil this is. like i said, the palestinians will celebrate a ceasefire but the war is never over.
remember to donate if you can:
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MATW project
I havenβt seen anyone do this with Dandadan yet and Iβm still shattered from ep 7 so I needed a laugh
I wonder if Jacksepticeye mentions would work the same as they do on twitterβ¦
That the mere mention of him will summon himβ¦
I am Jalal from Gaza π΅πΈ My wife, my child and I lived a wonderful and exciting life. We wore the most beautiful clothes, Muhammad wore the most beautiful clothes, we played with the most beautiful toys and went to the most beautiful restaurants π in our small city
. After two years of a wonderful life with my wife and my child π§βπΌ Muhammad, I received good news about the arrival of a new baby. He was happy and joyful with my new baby and we prepared clothes and toys for him to welcome our new baby. Until this greedy, deadly war came on October 7 and destroyed our house π‘ that I suffered to build and we were displaced several times from one place to another until we were forced to move to the southern Gaza Strip. From here, a new story began in the tents and streets where we slept and which were filled with rats. A month and a half after the war, on 11/23/2023, my wife went to Al-Awda Hospital in the midst of the heavy shelling to give birth to our new baby.
In the hospital, my wife left an hour after giving birth due to the intense pressure in the hospital. It was midnight when I left in extreme fear and terror. I was likely not to see my newborn and my wife due to the heavy bombing that night. Thank God, my wife came with my little boy who did not know that he was going to a canvas tent βΊ on the street instead of the warm, refreshing house where his brother Mohammed lived before him. The weather was very cold β for my newborn whose body could not bear the hardships of this life.
There were no clothes for my newborn until charitable people donated clothes for him to wear and bought used clothes because new clothes are expensive to protect him from the extreme cold. After 5 months, the summer month came, which began a new story with my child, as my newborn was suffering from convulsions due to the extreme high temperature in the tents. Please help me get out of this bombing and destruction, so I hope to help rebuild what was destroyed to protect my family and children from this war. Please help us. I trust you, our people, that you will not return me broken-hearted. Thank you.
A Plea for Help from Gaza: A Family Seeking Safety
Hello, I am Asmaa Ayyad, daughter of a family of 8 members.
We live in the midst of the ongoing hellish war in Gaza, trapped between walls of fear and despair.
We struggle daily to survive in an environment filled with threats and dangers.
My father and brothers lost our only source of income and our house was destroyed and we are now homeless π
We urgently appeal for your moral and financial assistance to cover the necessary costs for escaping to a safe environment, where we can build a better future for our children and ensure our family's safety.
We are in desperate need of your support. Any donation, no matter how small, can help save our lives. Thank you for your attention and support during these harsh times.
My sisters:
@esraayyad14
@samaayyad15
My brothers : @deyaa-97
With deepest respect and gratitude,
Asmaa ayyad
Note :
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Everybody always so bold when dunking from the other parallel dimension π
"Redraw tumblr post" time of the year again, based on this one specifically that i found weeks ago but I needed to do something with it hfgjdh (with the original post being on tiktok). I just love canon Blaze being absolutely ass at cookingπ
LET'S FUCKIN GOOOOOO
switcheroo part 3 (starscream edition)
part 2
part 1
this was originally going to be included in part 2 as a short segment, but it was getting too long so they ended being posted separately!
why is this one high quality. why did I put so much effort into this. why have I drawn so much of this blucking au
DONT SKIPπ¨π΅πΈ
Hello, my name is Jaber Mohammad Al-Dahdouh. Iβm 13 years old, and Iβm sharing my story of how war has taken everything from my family and me ππ.
I grew up in northern Gaza, where we lived a life of comfort and love ππ , all thanks to my mother, Maysaa β€οΈ, who has a heart condition π, and my father, who worked hard to provide a bright future for us ππ¨βπ©βπ§βπ¦. My siblingsβShabaan, Hanan, Ahmed, and my youngest sister Ameera, our little darling π§πβwere my closest friends, and we shared dreams π, laughter π, and plans for a life full of hope π β¨.
I was a student π at the Rosary Sisters School, part of the Union of Churches. My school meant so much to me; it was more than a building π«. It was my second home π‘, a place where I felt safe and happy ππ, surrounded by friends and childhood laughter π¦π§π«.
But in a single moment, our lives were turned upside down ππ’. The war destroyed our home π π₯ and my beloved school π«π, and we were forced to flee south under heavy bombing π£π₯π¨. We took refuge in the Nuseirat area, hoping to find safety π€². Yet even there, we were not spared; fighter jets bombed βοΈπ₯ the very place where we had sought shelter. I witnessed family members being taken from us in that attack ποΈπ.
I share my story today as a child who has lost almost everything: my home π π, my school π«πͺοΈ, family members π¨βπ©βπ§βπ¦ποΈ, and even my dreams π . I am reaching out not only to share the pain π but to search for a glimmer of hope π to help rebuild our lives.
I humbly ask for your support π€²π to help me and my family through this tragedy ποΈ. My mother, Maysaa, is unwell with a heart condition π, and my remaining siblings and I need your support to rebuild from the devastation ππ. Your donations could be the only chance to restore a part of our hope π―οΈπ and enable me to build a new future from the rubble π‘β¨.
Thank you for your kindness and support β€οΈππ·.