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Hello friends

I hope you are all well. I am grateful for your support of me and my kids and for standing by me, but there is very bad news Unfortunately, GoFundMe has closed the fundraiser for me and my kids. After freezing it for several months, approximately four months, and after submitting the information required for the review process, GoFundMe closed the fundraising today. After it reached $117,000, it gained 39,000 and lost approximately $73,000.

It will never be easy to reach this mileage. It took me a lot of time, effort, and effort to be able to save money for me, my children, and my family. If you receive a refund, please re-donate through the Chuffed.org link or the PayPal link. I need your support, standing by my side again, and all hope and trust in you

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Help Fidaa and her children evacuate Gaza

I am Fidaa from Gaza. I am 29 years old. I stand before you as a person trying to preserve his family. I am married and a mother of two chil

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I reach out to you today with a heartfelt plea during a challenging time for my family. It has been months since we’ve been able to afford a simple meal with chicken. My hope is to gather enough funds to provide a modest lunch for my family this Friday, including chicken, rice, and some pastries to prepare a traditional Gaza-style fattah. This meal would bring joy back to our table after such a long period of deprivation.

I humbly ask for your support, no matter how small. If 40 people donate just $5 each, or one person contributes $200, we can achieve this goal. Your kindness and generosity will make a world of difference to us. 🙏

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reader has been ignoring/pushing nick away because he is coming to terms with that he is gay and has feelings for his bestfriend nick. nick confronts him, reader breaks down and confesses his feelings!

(English is not my first language so if this doesn’t make sense sorry)😭😭

It's all right, your english is amazing!

i wrote some similar promts, i will link them below, i hope you enjoy them.

New Feelings.

Our Secret. (a bit angst)

Your lips, my lips...

‼️Hello my friend‼️

I know you receive messages daily, mostly from people asking for help but I am Rana from Gaza, a mother of four young children. My house was completely demolished, and now I and my children are homeless and now I live in a worn-out tent this winter. My husband's business has been completely destroyed, with all his training centers demolished Now there is no food, clothing, or medicine for my children. Also, I am eight months pregnant and will give birth to my child soon in the tent. I want to buy him pampers, milk, and clothing, this thing is too extensive and i dont have money

Please help me your donation is my last hope🙏🫶

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Imagine being a mother of four, forced to flee your home again and again, each time leaving behind more of the life you once knew. Now, you find yourself living in a small, makeshift tent, without access to clean water, sufficient food, or medical care.

Now imagine your little daughter, sick with an intestinal infection caused by the polluted water you’re all forced to drink just to survive. You're doing everything you can to save her...but the medical bills are so high, and your family can barely afford to eat.

This is reality for Rana ( @ranafam2 ), a a 37-year-old mother of four from Gaza. With a master’s degree in statistics and a husband who dedicated his life to teaching English, their lives were upended by relentless war. Her husband's educational centers, which once provided hope and opportunity to their community, were destroyed. Their home was reduced to rubble, and now they live in a small, overcrowded tent, struggling to survive.

As a mother, Rana battles lung infections caused by cooking over open fires due to the unaffordable cost of cooking gas. Her children are deprived of education, living in constant fear of disease and epidemics that plague the overcrowded camps. With no access to basic necessities like clean water, food, or clothing, their lives hang by a thread.

Despite these hardships, Rana fights tirelessly to protect her children and give them a chance at life. She dreams of escaping the horrors of war, ensuring her children can grow up safe, healthy, and educated.

Rana's heartbreaking struggle continues to worsen as her youngest daughter, who is under two years old, battles a severe intestinal infection caused by polluted water and a lack of proper nutrition and vitamins. The little girl is critically ill, but the family has no access to medical care or essential medicines to treat her. The scarcity of basic supplies like diapers only adds to the despair, as the family remains trapped in a cycle of illness and poverty in the overcrowded tent camps.

Epidemics are spreading rapidly through the camp due to the unsanitary conditions, leaving Rana and her children more vulnerable than ever. Rana, as any good mother in her situation would, feels hopeless and frustrated as she watches her daughter's health deteriorate.

Your help can provide the life-saving medical care, food, and clean water that Rana’s daughter so desperately needs. Every contribution brings hope to this family and a chance for their children to escape the devastating impacts of war.

Please consider donating to their campaign and sharing their story to help save Rana’s daughter and ensure a brighter future for this family.

You can donate to Rana's GoFundMe [HERE].

I am Nuha from Gaza. Our house was bombed and my children are sleeping without food and crying. Please donate to them and they will pray for you. https://gofund.me/d97dea02

Hello.. I am Nuha, a mother of beautiful children, living in Gaza. My heart breaks every day when I see my children living in constant fear, wanting nothing more than to feel safe. Our lives have become an endless nightmare. Whenever they hear the sound of a missile, they freeze in place, and fear fills their eyes😔🥺🇵🇸🍉💔.We froze, world, my children are shaking, where is your humanity? 🍉😔💔🇵🇸🥶🥶🥶🥶I hope you can assist my family. Thank you🙏Your donation, no matter how small, helps save my family from death.🥹🙏🏼The situation is catastrophic now in Gaza after the heavy rain and winds this week. Did you know that families in Gaza are sheltered only by some pieces of nylon and that the cold is very severe? My family is suffering from severe cold.There is no shelter to protect them from the bitter cold. Their help will save my family’s lives from starvation and may help them flee Gaza soon after the crossings are opened soon.Only people with compassionate hearts like you help and sympathize with the afflicted We don't have shelter or enough food. We sleep on the cold ground, and my children complain of cold and hunger, and I try to smile at them. I see the sadness in their eyes, and I feel deeply helpless because I cannot protect them. Every day that passes is a new challenge, and I can't imagine a future for them in this hell.🍉💔I implore you from the bottom of my heart, please help us. We need any help that can be a lifeline for us. ?🥺🍉My children deserve the chance to live in peace, and we are fighting to survive. Save us before we lose everything.💔🤍These are my children. It is forbidden for these children to be sick and hungry. They are craving everything and I cannot provide them with the simplest thing. A biscuit has now cost $20 and I do not have the money. They have not eaten vegetables or flour due to their high prices for months. 💔

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how i think Dating Nick would look like

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🚨 We Need Your Kindness to Survive 🚨

Hello, My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.

The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.

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We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.

Our Current Situation:

💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and water are becoming harder to afford with rising prices and scarce resources. 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.

How You Can Help:

I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.

Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.

What This Means to Us:

Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.

Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.

With all our gratitude, Mosab Elderawi and Family ❤️

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I need me some angsty story abt enemies to lovers with an oc or y/n that is coming to terms with his sexuality x nick. it should be messy and juicyyy. have fun with it!! I love ur writing x

Our Secret

Summary: you and Nick have a weird relationship, you are very good friends in front of everyone, but behind closed doors you are lovers… kind of, you still don’t know if you like guys.

Tw: angsty); cursing, mentions of alcohol.

‘’I can’t do this anymore.’’ Nick muttered against my lips, my hands rest on his legs, his hands around my neck. It’s not the first time this happens, and it won’t be the last. I know it. He does too.

‘’Nick…’’

‘’No. I can’t, it’s hurting me. I know you are figuring things out but… it’s really messing me up.’’ I give him a small, sympathetic smile. I don’t want to hurt him, I’m just scared, he’s too, but for a different reason. This is hard, I can’t promise him that I’ll change, that we will be together and this will end, because I don’t know If that’s true.

‘’It’s okay, I get it. I’m leaving then, good night.’’ I stand up, and I can’t even turn around, his hands are on my arm.

‘’I didn’t told you to leave…’’ and it was this, always this, again and again. ‘’Don’t leave me.’’ I sit down next to him; he hugs me and I kiss his head while rubbing his back. I feel him tremble and I feel bad, I feel like shit.

It has been a while since I kissed Nick for the first time, I just did it and he didn’t stopped me, I told him I didn’t knew what was happening and he said he didn’t cared… but he cares now, now that we have bee like this for a while he cares, and I’m scared of still not knowing what’s happening. Nick eventually falls asleep on my chest, and I leave, I text one of my friends and told him that we should go out to a party.

I got drunk, I had to, I wanted to not think about Nick, I needed to stop thinking about his lips, and hands all over me. I couldn’t stop, not even filled with alcohol. Not even when a girl was flirting with me, not even when I cried on my bed. The next day I woke up with a headache, and a thousand messages from Nick. Oh shit.

>>Who is she? Is she your girlfriend? Why is she sitting on your lap?

what the fuck… I look at the messages and see a screenshot of my friends history, I’m sitting in a couch, my head throwed back looking at the celling a bottle of beer on hand and the girl who was flirting with me on top… shit. I change my clothes quickly and brush my teeth, rushing out of the house I call him, missed call, try again, he doesn’t answer. I practically knock the door of his room down when I arrive to his house. Lucky me the it was only him this morning.

He’s on the floor, crying, his phone on the other side of the room, it’s like he throwed it at the wall.

‘’Nick…’’

‘’NO, I don’t want to hear it! It going to be the same, again and again. And I want it, I want it god dammit. I need you…’’ he screams, he’s crying. My breath is uneven, I walk slowly to him and kneel in front of him putting my arms around him, he melts into me, screaming, punching me. ‘’Don’t leave… if you need to kiss someone, kiss me. If you need to fuck someone, I’m here. If you need to use someone, use me. I can take it, I’m strong. I can’t do this….’’

‘’Nick… I’m sorry.’’ He keeps punching my chest, I keep rubbing his back and shushing him.

‘’Don’t leave. I’ll kill you.’’

‘’I won’t. I’m here.’’

Eventually he stops punching and screaming, but the tears take more time to leave. When stops I clean his tears, I kiss his hands, his forehead and wet cheeks.

‘’I won’t do it again… It wasn’t what you think, I was drunk, I don’t even remember that happening…’’

‘’Why?... am I not enough?’’

‘’It’s not that, you know it.’’

‘’No, I don’t. I’m scared, and I don’t know how you feel, I love you and you… you just want to experiment, you want to know what it feels to kiss a boy and play pretend with me.’’

‘’No, it’s not that. Nick, you know it’s not like that… I like you; I do. I’m just scared, please, don’t say I’m using you because I’m not.’’

‘’You don’t like me.’’ His voice breaks and my heart aches.

‘’I do…’’

‘’I don’t believe you.’’

‘’You don’t have to, I’ll show you.’’ I grab his jaw with one hand and gently make him look at me in the eyes, I kiss him, slowly, gently, with all the love he needs. ‘’I swear, no more heartbreaks, no more tears, no more fights. I hate knowing that I’m the reason your pretty faces fills with tears.’’

‘’What do you mean?’’ he looks confused, his teary eyes break my heart.

‘’I’m yours, Nick. No matter what I do I can’t stop thinking of you, from the moment I wake up to the moment I sleep you are in my mind, you even appear on my dreams, you don’t leave me alone ever… I’m yours, I want you, just you, no one else. I know it I have been a piece of shit, but let me be yours, one last chance.’’

He nods his head, puts his hands around my neck and kisses me. ‘’I’m yours.’’ I mumble between kisses. I’m truly and fully his, no matter how much I try not to be, he is the only one I want, the only one I need, the only one I love.

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i felt so bad writing this); i hate writing sad Nick);

you should write a prompt where the reader texts nick "can you please come get me?" he could be at a party, at his home, or anywhere that seems fun to write! love ur writing 🤍

Get me out.

Summary: at a party you grow tired of this random guy talking shit about your boyfriend so you get into a fight with him, after that you text Nick to get you.

Tw: fighting, cursing, mentions of alcohol. suggestive??

‘’Yeah, and that Nick guy. God, he is such and idiot, he thinks he is the best but really, he’s just a whinny bitch. I don’t get why people like him.’’ the vodka burns my throat, or maybe it was the anger. Either way, I was done with this guy’s bullshit.

‘’The only whinny bitch I see is the one talking shit at peoples backs.’’ I walk closer to him, and push him into the wall. ‘’Say one more thing about him and I’ll break your face.’’ I don’t think of myself as a violent person, not all the time at least, but I am very protective of what’s mine.

‘’Who are you? One of his bitches?’’ he smirks.

‘’I’m the only one, actually.’’ I threw a punch at him. I hear commotion, a few of his friends rushed to me, a few of my friends rushed to him. I think I punched him a few times more but it might have been another person really. After 2 or 3 minutes I get dragged outside by my friend. ‘’Let me go. He hasn’t apologized yet, I’ll make him.’’

‘’Stop, that’s enough.’’ I sit on the floor outside the house the party was held at, my ribcage hurts, my face and knuckles too. I let out a sigh and clean off the blood running from my mouth. ‘’I’m going inside to see how the other dude is.’’ I nod and he leave. I take my phone out.

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Can you please come get me?<

>Everything okay?

>Send me your location.

I look at myself in the black screen of my phone after sending him my location, he’s gonna be mad, and worried. I don’t regret punching that idiot, but I know how Nick gets when I get into a fight. After 10 or maybe 15 minutes I see the van park outside the house, Nick rushing out of the car runs to me and hugs me. I let out a loud ‘ouch’ and the breaks the hug quickly.

‘’Who hurt you? What happened? Are you okay?’’ He starts scanning my whole body for injuries and a small smile form on my face.

‘’I’m fine, I’m okay now.’’ I hug him and he gently wraps his arms around me. Caressing my hair and kissing my hair softly. ‘’Can we go to your house? My body hurts…’’

‘’Of course. Come on.’’ He helps me get up and walk to the car, inside Matt looks at me from the rear-view mirror.

‘’Hi Matt. Sorry for the hour.’’

‘’No problem. What happened?’’

‘’Long story…’’ I put on my seatbelt and lean my head into Nick’s shoulder.

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‘’Are you gonna tell me what happened?’’ I’m sitting on the kitchen counter while Nick cleans the wounds of my face. I shrug my shoulders.

‘’You’ll get mad.’’

‘’Then why did you do it?’ I shrug my shoulders again.

‘’He was talking bullshit about you. And before you say it, I know you don’t care and I shouldn’t listen to what other people say but… I care, and I care a lot, I can just exist while other people say shit about my boyfriend, shit that is just far far away from reality.’’ He sighs and leaves the cotton covered with blood beside me, he grabs my face with both hands and makes me look at him.

‘’As hot as you look all bruised up, I don’t want you punching people every time you go out just because they said something that’s not true. We have talked about this.’’ I nod and he kisses my nose. ‘’Don’t do it again. Seriously. One of these days you’ll find someone that punches harder than you.’’

‘’I doubt that.’’

‘’Whatever you say big boy.’’ He pats my thigh. ‘’Let’s go to take a shower. It will help with the pain.’’ I nod and follow him to his room. ‘’And just so you know, it will only be a shower, I don’t want you more sore tomorrow.’’

‘’But-‘’

‘’No buts, come on. You smell like alcohol.’’

Hey when you get some free time i would love another part of Proud of you, buddy if you are feeling up to it

Proud of you, buddy. Part 3.

Summary: introduce Jackson to your family.

Tw: cursing?

‘’You told your brothers?!?’’ Jackson is standing on the front door; I nod and he starts to panic. ‘’Oh shit, I’m about to meet them and they know we kissed.’’

‘’They don’t know that; they know you are my boyfriend.’’ He lets out a sigh.

‘’This is fine, I’m fine, I’m cool. I’m a cool guy…’’

‘’Yes, you are.’’ I grab his hand and pull him inside the house. ‘’I’ll call them.’’

‘’WAIT. Give me a second.’’ He rests his head on my shoulder and let’s out a sigh. ‘’Okay, I can do this. I’m so cool and collected, I’m not nervous at all.’’ I laugh at this and kiss his cheek.

‘’Nick! Matt! Chris!’’ they are in the kitchen, wrapping mom’s gifts, talking about mom, she is outside shopping with dad for the dinner, so it’s just us for a bit. I see my brothers entering the living room with a serious face, Chris has his arms crossed over his chest, oh god, this will be funny.

‘’I see, you are the young man that stole my brothers’ heart.’’ Chris talks. ‘’I’m Christopher, sit down.’’ Jackson sits down on the couch immediately.

‘’Jackson, nice to meet you… sir?’’ Chris almost breaks up laughing, I can see it in his face.

‘’Yeah, that sounds right.’’

‘’He is Matthew and he is Nicolas.’’ They nod along as Chris introduces them.

‘’And just so you know, we played lacrosse and hockey when we were in high school so we can pretty much beat you ass.’’ Jackson gulps and nods, Matt was serious, that was not part of the joke.

‘’So…’’ I clap my hands, now that we all know each other, we can go back to what we were doing.’’ I practically shove the 3 of them into the kitchen. ‘’What is wrong with you?? Christopher, Matthew and Nicolas, are you serious? He is scared.’’

Matt smiles and nods. ‘’yeah, that’s the point.’’

‘’Too much point Matt.’’

‘’Whatever.’’ He mutters.

‘’It was not my idea.’’ Nick says raising his hands. ‘’I just played along.’’

‘’Whatever, we will be on the living room.’’ I turn around and start walking out of the kitchen.

‘’Cool, and just so you know we can see you from here, no smoochies or kisses and remember to leave room for Trevor.’’ Chris says laughing.

‘’I’m so sorry, they are not like that, they were just traying to scare you.’’ I sit down besides him.

‘’And they did an amazing job. Jesus, I was shitting my pants.’’ He laughs and hugs me. ‘’Do you think they’ll like me?’’

‘’Nick does, he was just playing along, Chris will eventually and Matt… well, it’s a bit hard to get on his good side, but once you get there, he’ll be the nicest person ever.’’ I smile warmly at him and wrap my arms around him.

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It passed like 2 hours when I hear the car park outside the house, I jump up from Jacksons arms and pause the movie.

‘’I’m gonna help them with the bags.’’ I whisper to him.

‘’Okay, me too.’’ He stands up and I open the door.

‘’Hi honey.’’ Mom looks at me with bags on her arms. ‘’Oh god, hi Jackson, I thought you were coming for the dinner.’’ Mom gives him a quick hug.

‘’Well, I wanted to spend the day with my friend here. Hope it’s not a problem.’’ He smiles shyly at her. It sounds weird for him to call me that.

‘’Of course, not sweetheart.’’ Matt comes out of the kitchen helping mom with her bags and purse, while telling her about the blue macaw and why is no longer in danger, I see Nick and Chris snacking away with her gifts wrapped up behind Matt. They are so dumb…

‘’Hi Jackson.’’ Dad enter the house and gives me a pat on the back. Jackson smiles and greets him. ‘’Hey kiddo, help me with the other bags.’’ I nod and walk to the car with Jackson.

‘’Okay, I’m more nervous now.’’

‘’It’s okay, my parents are very chill about this.’’

‘’I know. I know. Its just… they’ll see me differently; I’m scared that they won’t think I’m good enough for you.’’ He grabs two bags, and looks at me.

‘’That won’t happen, ever. They don’t think that and they will not think that.’’ I grab the last bag and kiss his cheek. He nods and starts walking inside the house, I close the car door and walk inside too.

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We are preparing the dinner. Chris, Matt, Dad and Jackson are outside preparing the barbecue, Nick, mom and I were inside the preparing the salad and rice, I look over and Nick and then at the door, he nods and leaves the kitchen.

‘’Hey, mom.’’ I go beside her in the sink.

‘’Yes, honey.’’

‘’Do you think I’m too young to be in love…?’’

‘’Oh no, I don’t think there is an age restriction to fall in love sweety, why? You like someone?’’ I let out a sigh.

‘’Yeah, I really do. And I’m kind of like… dating that person.’’ Mom gasps and turns around.

‘’Really? That’s amazing.’’ She smiles at me and hugs me.

‘’Yeah, the thing is… that person is Jackson.’’

‘’WHAT?!’’ she smiles widely and hugs me tighter. ‘’Your dad owes me money.’’

‘’What?’’

‘’Yeah, I told him you guys would date eventually, he told me you liked girls. Guess the mother instinct never fails.’’ She smiles warmly at me. ‘’thank you for telling me sweetheart. When are you planning to tell dad?’’

‘’How do you know I haven’t told him yet?’’

‘’I know you too well.’’ She messes my hair and I smile at her.

‘’You do.’’ I kiss her cheek and go outside. My brothers sitting on the grass fighting with each other as Nick tries to decorate the garden. ‘’Hey dad.’’ I get closer to the barbecue; Jackson is there helping him. ‘’you know how Jackson and I are like… really close and stuff.’’ Dad nods, Jackson looks at me with wide eyes. ‘’Well, he’s kind of my boyfriend.’’ I smile and hide my hands behind my back. Dad look at me with a surprised face.

‘’Oh, don’t tell me that… shit, I owe your mother money.’’

‘’I know.’’ He smiles at me and pats my back.

‘’That’s good kid, he’s a great guy.’’ He then looks at Jackson. ‘’You know, those 3 crazy guys over there used to play hockey and lacrosse, so be careful.’’

‘’THAT’S WHAT WE TOLD HIM!’’ Matt said from the other side of the garden.

‘’That’s what YOU told him.’’ Nick rolls his eyes at them.