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"Noo, I don't have an opinion on what's going on in Palestine."

"I don't like politics so I'm neutral about all of that stuff."

"Don't send me things about the politics of Gaza or Palestine or anything like that, it just makes me really anxious and-"

Those are some real things I've seen people say before. You don't have an opinion on the literal genocide going on in Gaza and Palestine? The lives being taken? The atrocities Israel has done? You're refusing to educate yourself on all of this because it makes you anxious? (Boo hoo) That's disgusting to me. You can't be "neutral" about a literal war??

You're either with Palestine or not. I'm loud and proud about supporting Palestine, and if any of my mutuals, followers, friends or family who don't feel the same, please get away from me and this blog.

AHED HAS ONLY REACHED €5,005 OUT OF €80,000 !!!

Please go donate on this gofundme link if you can, and if you can't share this post and their link to help more people reach them!!!

These are their Instagram and Tumblr profiles and their gofundme link.

@ahedalshaer

https://www.instagram.com/ahed.samahfamily?igsh=MWhwb2JvdWY2MjVweA==

https://www.instagram.com/ahedalshaer?igsh=MXN4ZzF1Y3o0azdndw==

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Donate to Help Gazans family get to safety, organized by Ahed Alshaer

‏Hello, Please read this as if I'm a member of your family . maybe your sister, daughte… Ahed Alshaer needs your support for Help Gazans fa

"Hello,

Please read this as if I'm a member of your family . maybe your sister, daughter or a friend and as if my family who's under death now is yours.

we are Ahed and Samah from Gaza, specifically the city of Rafah. I am Ahed, 22 years old, I study dentistry at Al-Azhar University in Gaza in the fourth year. Samah is 18 years old. She is supposed to be in high school this year. Her family consists of a father, a mother, 3 brothers, and one sister, the father. His name is Naji, the mother’s name is Kawthar, and the brothers are Jamal, Hamdan, and Hamada.

‏We created this campaign so that Ahed could complete her education outside Gaza and to help the Samah family, in light of this tragic war, live a decent life and get out of Gaza and move them to a safe place away from war and genocide. Samah’s father is diabetic, and you know that in Gaza, medicines are not available at all, and his health condition is deteriorating, and her mother suffers from chest infections, and her treatment is also not available, and you know that in Gaza, the health situation is very deteriorating due to the bombing of hospitals, their destruction, and them being out of service as well, not to mention the pollution and the spread of diseases and insects in the places. In which they sit. They were displaced to tents in the Mawasi Khan Yunis area after the occupation forces invaded their area, bombed their house, and completely destroyed it, and they no longer had a place to go."

"I am Samah, and this is our first place of displacement in Tal al-Sultan in Rafah before we left it while we were besieged by tanks and occupation vehicles. Please help my family so that we can live in safety and leave Gaza."

"This is Ahed, a 22-year-old dental student in the fourth year of university. She was just beginning to realize her dream of becoming a dentist in order to treat and help people by practicing her specialty, which she had always dreamed of entering. She worked hard and succeeded in high school until she was accepted. Until this damned war came and destroyed her future, demolished her university and destroyed it completely. Ahed wants to complete her education outside Gaza so that she can achieve her dream and be able to pay university fees, which she cannot pay except with your help. These are some excerpts from photos of Ahed while she was at university practicing and studying her major."

"Samah is supposed to study high school this year, which is the separating year between the school stage and the university stage, which will direct her to build her future, but the war came unexpectedly and education was completely stopped in the Gaza Strip. I hope that Samah can complete her education abroad by entering schools outside the country. Help her to complete her education and ensure her future."

"Living in tents is very difficult, especially in the summer. It is as if you are living in a furnace or in hell. In fact, there is no electricity, no water, no food, no drinking. The situation is very tragic. Everything is suffering here in the tents or in Gaza in general because of the difficulty of everything. In order to get water, you want to stand in line for hours until you get a small amount of it. There are really no minimum necessities for life in Gaza, so my family and I want to go out so that we can live a decent life without water. Suffering or fear of bombing and death to which we are exposed at any moment.

I will tell you about cooking on firewood due to the lack of gas. It is very difficult and painful, especially since my mother has chest infections and we are in the summer and the temperature is very high."

"I want your help in raising money so that we can help Ahed, Samah, and her family leave Gaza and support them in this war. In the end, I hope that you will help me as soon as possible so that we can travel and complete Ahed’s studies and help Samah’s family get out of Gaza to safety. A small donation from you can make a difference in this campaign.

Asking for your help is the only way I have to rescue my family’s life and future, your help may become our hope when hope is far away from us under these conditions, every dollar you can help with may save a life, bring hope to a tired heart and save a future of a youth one

Please don’t read this as a tragedy story ,, I’m here to ask you to prevent it from getting more tragedy and to help us start our life all over again. I’m here to ask for your help not your sympathy , to ask you to take action whether by donating or by sharing this to everyone you know who can help, please read this with your heart and take action as if it’s your family, your mom, your siblings who are under these conditions."

"Best wishes ❤️❤️"

Unfortunately I couldn't include all the photos. This is all from Ahed gofundme link. You can read and see all the photos there for yourself.

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Donate to Help Gazans family get to safety, organized by Ahed Alshaer

‏Hello, Please read this as if I'm a member of your family . maybe your sister, daughte… Ahed Alshaer needs your support for Help Gazans fa

Please, if you can't donate share this post and link as much as you can so maybe it can reach someone who can donate.

Thank you❤️🇵🇸

Don’t ignore my appeal🚨🚨

My heart is breaking and my eyes are shriveled with sadness for me and my children😭💔

We lost our homes with everything we owned because of the war😢‼️, and my children were deprived of their rights😔

€25 will save our lives

Please help me to save my children🙏😢

Reblog and donate🇵🇸🙏

https://www.gofundme.com/f/please-help-this-family-get-out-of-the-gaza-war

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Donate to Help Mohamed's children escape from the Gaza war to Safety, organized by Ahmed Awad

Hello, my name is Ahmed, and this is the story of my friend’s fa… Ahmed Awad needs your support for Help Mohamed's children escape from the

Around 1 million Palestinians are now in Deir al-Balah in central Gaza following the latest Israeli forced displacement orders.

Nearly half of Gaza's population is now concentrated in a town that lacks even the most basic infrastructure and is also under Israeli bombardment.

I hope everyone will pay attention to my compaign until it succeeds‏🥹🥹🙏

I am the dentist Ahed from Gaza🍉, Palestine🇵🇸, and you know what has been happening in Gaza for months.

We have died from hunger, bombing, poverty, and deprivation of our basic rights, 22 years of events, wars, and patience, and now we have lost everything, our home, our dreams, my family, my friends, my studies, and my university. We lost everything, and we are dying from hunger, poverty, and lack of aid other than the violent bombing.

My parents are sick. My mother suffers from pneumonia and my father is diabetic. Now I hope to get out of this situation with my family to rebuild our lives from the beginning and complete my university studies. I hope you can help me, if Being able to donate even a little can make a big difference to them, so please consider clicking the link below to donate or Share or reblog . Support me and share the links with friends.

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5,005€ -> 80,000€

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This defeatist attitude of "well it is what it is, gofundmes will keep stagnating and won't work" will push people away from trying to organize anything and those who are sitting on their hands will get one more affirmation that this is a lost cause. Palestinians are literally dying! Need I remind you that these fundraisers are their lifelines?? It has been repeatedly said that if someone cannot donate, then they should at least boost and that means more than just reblogging-> posting on other social media/ sending it to group chats/ sending it to your family, friends, colleagues etc to seek out potential donors. There is more than one way to help...Anyway I got this comment under a post I made for Siraj Abudayeh. Idk what else to say except to request you to not be complacent, as this harms him and every other Gazan who is fundraising to survive.

Donate and if you can't then boost. We have to get to 60k by tomorrow.

[ Vet at 219 ] [ art raffle + zine ]

One Day

pairing: eloise bridgerton x female! reader

word count: 1642

summary: you and eloise hide under her bed to avoid getting caught. while she finds the situation hilarious, you, on the other hand, do not.

on ao3 here!

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Eloise and you were now something more, no longer just friends. You were sneaking around, stealing kisses whenever no one was looking. It was exhilarating but also nerve-wracking, especially for you, whose parents would kill her if they ever found out. The Bridgertons seemed far more open-minded. Eloise didn’t seem as worried about them finding out as you were.

Both of you were making out on Eloise’s bed, your hair disheveled and dresses crumpled. The room was dimly lit by the setting sun streaming through the curtains, casting a warm orange glow over the scattered books and trinkets that reflected Eloise’s personality, a personality that you adored with every inch of your being. Eloise’s hands roamed freely, fingers tangling in your hair, then tracing the curve of your back. You responded in kind, your hands exploring the softness of her skin, the delicate lines of her neck, the curve of her waist. Her lips were warm and insistent against yours, each kiss deepening as you both lost yourselves in the moment.

Her breath mingled with yours, creating a heady mix that made your head spin. The taste of her, sweet and intoxicating, was something you craved more with each passing second. Your kisses grew hungrier, more desperate, as if trying to make up for all the stolen moments you shared. Eloise’s hand slipped under your dress, her touch sending shivers down your spine. You gasped softly, your heart pounding in your chest, a mix of desire and fear coursing through you.

When you heard Anthony’s voice booming from downstairs, your heart raced with panic.

“Eloise!” he called out, his footsteps echoing up the stairs.

You pulled away from each other and your eyes went wide with fear. Eloise laughed heartily, finding your panicked expression both endearing and amusing. “No need to worry,” she whispered, gently wiping at the smudged lipstick on your face. She glanced toward the door, hearing Anthony’s footsteps approaching. “Stay calm, my love. Let’s hide under the bed.”

You gulped nervously before nodding. Eloise grabbed your hand and tugged you down with her. You both slid underneath the bed, making sure your feet didn’t stick out from underneath.

Anthony knocked at the door. “Eloise, Mother needs you,” he called through the door. When she didn’t answer, he knocked louder. “Eloise!” His tone grew agitated. Eloise couldn’t help but stifle a giggle. The sound of her brother’s frustration only added to the thrill of the moment.

You shot her a look, a quiet huff escaping your lips. Eloise could barely contain her amusement.

Anthony continued knocking, his agitation growing.

“Eloise, I know you’re in there,” he thundered. “Come out this instant.”

Despite the situation, Eloise couldn’t help but find his frustration comical. The absurdity of hiding under the bed like children hiding from a scolding made her shoulders shake with suppressed laughter.

“Very well, I shall enter. I trust you will make yourself presentable.” He opened the door slowly, scanning the room as he walked in. Eloise stifled another giggle, her eyes sparkling with mischief. You glared at her, quickly covering her mouth with your palm. “Could you be quiet for once, Eloise?!” you hissed in a whisper. You could feel Eloise’s grin against the palm of your hand, the vibration of her silent laughter only adding to your anxiety.

Anthony’s footsteps thudded against the hardwood floor as he moved further into the room. He glanced around, clearly puzzled by Eloise’s absence. Each step he took seemed louder in the tense silence, and the air felt thick with anticipation. You held your breath, every muscle in your body taut with fear of being discovered.

Eloise’s eyes met yours, her playful demeanor unchanged despite the gravity of the situation. Her irrepressible spirit shone through even now, making it impossible for her to take her brother’s ire seriously.

Anthony moved around the room, searching for any sign of his sister. He was so close to the bed now, and Eloise fought desperately to stifle her laughter. She could see your wide, nervous eyes in the dim light and felt the warmth of your hand over her mouth. You were surely going to get caught, and the thrill of the situation was making everything more hilarious to her. But definitely not to you.

You pressed your palm harder into Eloise’s mouth, a silent warning to keep quiet.

“Eloise?” Anthony said. He walked around the room some more, his shoes heavy against the hardwood floor.

You were beyond scared. Eloise was not taking this situation seriously enough.

“Where did she go?” Anthony whispered to himself. He stopped directly in front of Eloise’s bed.

Your heart thumped against your chest. Eloise could feel the rhythmic beating of it against her side. The room was silent except for the sound of your ragged breathing and the creaking of the floorboards as Anthony moved closer. Every second felt like an eternity, the suspense unbearable. Eloise’s body shook slightly with suppressed laughter, her eyes sparkling with mischief. You closed your eyes tightly, willing yourself to disappear into the floor, every muscle tense with fear. The scent of lavender from Eloise’s perfume mingled with the dust under the bed, creating a strangely comforting cocoon despite the perilous situation above.

Anthony stood there for a moment, his new, shiny shoes inches away from your hiding spot. Eloise’s heart raced faster, her amusement replaced by a slight flutter of anxiousness. Yet, her irrepressible nature couldn’t resist the temptation, and she began to poke her fingers into your sides teasingly.

You grabbed Eloise’s wandering fingers with your free hand. Eloise took the opportunity to lick your palm.

“I’m going to kill you,” you whispered lowly into Eloise’s ear.

Even in the tension of the situation, with Anthony so close and the fear of being caught, Eloise couldn’t suppress her mischief. The feeling of your skin against her lips sent a shiver down her spine. It always did.

She smirked slightly against your hand, replying in a whisper, “I’d like to see you try.” Her breath was warm against your palm.

Anthony finally left the room, shutting the door harshly behind him as he went.

“Eloise! You don’t take anything seriously, do you?” you hissed, removing your hand from Eloise’s mouth. Eloise was still grinning like a child.

“Oh, come now, I do take things seriously… sometimes,” Eloise laughed quietly, rolling her eyes at your chastising tone. She inched closer to you under the bed, your faces just inches apart. The dim light cast shadows across her face, emphasizing every perfect feature.

“You worry far too much, love.”

You sighed with a shake of your head. “I know… I just don’t want my parents finding out. You know why, El.”

Eloise smiled, amused by the lipstick smudges still on your lips and cheeks.

She reached a hand up, her fingers gently touching the smudges of lipstick on your face, wiping them away tenderly. A sly grin tugged at the corners of her mouth. “I know.”

She leaned in closer, her breath warm against your cheek. “But you can’t deny that it’s exciting, can you?”

“Maybe a little…” you muttered quietly, a flush on your cheeks.

Eloise’s grin widened as you admitted the truth. She inched even closer, your faces tantalizingly close. Her hand still gently touched your cheek, tracing the contour, as her voice dropped to a whisper.

“A little,” she echoed, “Only a little? I think the way your heart’s racing speaks differently.”

“My heart is racing because we were about to be caught by your eldest and most intimidating brother if you hadn’t quit your giggling!” you replied, but couldn’t help the smile that formed on your face.

Eloise returned your smile, “I suppose you have a point. But I also think it’s partly from my touch, don’t you?”

She gently twirled a strand of your hair around her finger, her tone playful and flirtatious.

“It always is, Eloise,” you said, pressing a kiss to Eloise’s cheek. “Now, must we stay here all night?”

Eloise chuckled, her heart fluttering at the feel of your lips on her cheek. “No, I suppose not. Unless you would like to stay here… under the bed with me for the entirety of the night?”

“Anywhere with you is a blessing, but I fear this may prove rather uncomfortable as time goes on, darling.”

“True,” Eloise conceded with a playful pout. “As much as I’d love nothing more than to stay here with you, this isn’t exactly ideal. Besides…” she leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper, “We have plenty more room on my very comfortable bed.”

You both giggled as Eloise grabbed your hand. The pair jumped back onto her bed, Eloise attacking your face with kisses.

The giggles quieted as Eloise lavished kisses all over your face, moving from your cheeks to your neck. A soft gasp escaped your lips, your heart fluttering at the affection. You were laid out on the bed, Eloise hovering over you, a mischievous grin on her face.

“You see,” she murmured between kisses, “Much more comfortable, hm?”

“Mhmm,” you hummed.

Eloise smiled against your skin. “You need not worry, my love. You’ll have me, always,” she whispered.

You nodded, embracing Eloise into a tight hug, your arms wrapping around her waist.

Eloise returned the embrace. She buried her face in the crook of your neck, the scent of your strawberry perfume filling her senses.

“I swear it,” she whispered, her breath warm against your skin. “I wish I could marry you, just to keep you like this, in my arms, every night.”

“Me too. Maybe one day,” you whispered back.

“Yes, one day,” Eloise agreed, closing her eyes and holding you tighter. For a brief moment, the two of you held each other in silence, each lost in thoughts, hopes, and dreams of a shared future together.

currently at €32,917 / €50,000 !!

if i could bring your attention for a second to amal ashour's campaign @amalashuor please. this is vetted #175 on spreadsheet

ive posted about her before, amal is a mother of a young daughter who was only 9 months old when the war began. her and her husband and daughter have lost everything and been displaced many times and now struggle to afford daily necessities. the funds from this campaign have been helping them survive since they have no other income and prices are extremely high in gaza.

unfortunately theyve just been displaced again when the genocidal israeli army ordered them to evacuate deir al-balah and go west, towards the sea. every time that people are displaced in gaza it is extremely expensive and taxing. transportation and fuel prices are high, and because the idf gives little warning and constantly changes "safe zones," people often are forced to leave behind their tents. read amals post where she explains everything theyve been through and how much its cost them in her own words.

its such a scary situation in gaza right now. so many people being forced to leave again to even smaller areas with nowhere to go. thankfully amal and her family have survived so far but she's had to spend a lot of the money from the campaign on these expenses. shes raised the goal of this campaign to reflect this.

amal sent me these messages earlier today... people are trapped in an actual living hell right now. its really far beyond what we can comprehend from the outside.

please keep participating in this campaign and help amal reach her new goal. even small donations add up and make a difference. if you cant donate, share this with someone who can. this is really important

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Donate to Help me get out of Gaza for my baby girl, organized by Amal Ashour

Hello, I am Amal Ashour. I live in Gaza. I am 26 years old Before the war, I was … Amal Ashour needs your support for Help me get out of Gaz

€30,825 raised of €50,000