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💔🇵🇸 My Daughter Was Born Under Bombs — I'm Just Trying to Keep Her Alive

My name is Abdulmajid.

I got married one month before the war. Those were beautiful days — full of hope, love, and simple dreams. I dreamed of a small home, a quiet family, and a baby girl I could hold without fear.

But the war came… Suddenly. Brutally.

My mother was killed. My brother was killed. Children in my family were taken by the bombs. My home was destroyed. And my work stopped completely.

Then… in the middle of this nightmare, my baby girl was born. A tiny soul, innocent, unaware of the war. She cries from hunger, from cold, from the sounds of bombs shaking what’s left of our walls.

Today, I’m a father with almost nothing… Fighting every day to find flour, milk, or even a small meal to feed my child.

Prices are sky-high — a single 25kg bag of flour can cost $800. There is no work. No income. No safety. No stability.

I write this from under siege, hoping my heart will reach yours.

Even $1 can make a difference. It can feed a child, buy milk, or bring a moment of peace. Be the heart that reaches Gaza. Be the hand that saves.

📌 Please share this post. Let our voices be heard — not buried under rubble.

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #537 )✅️

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Penguin Parade

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RINGS A BELL. NERD ENJOYERS COME FORTH.

[RBs appreciated! | IDs in Alt. Text | Funny Under Cut]

he's looking at me.

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My campaign is receiving donations slowly, and our situation is getting worse. Everything has become very expensive.

Please donate and share the campaign

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Hey, your art is PHENOMENAL! Do you take requests, trades, or commissions? I’d love to work with you!

Aw thank you!! Currently I’m don’t have commissions set up or ready yet, but I’d be down for a request or trade! Did you have anything in mind?

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I JUST NOTICED THE DOUBLE POST FOR MY RON POST BRUHHH 😭😭😭 I THOUGHT I LOST THE DRAFT FOR THE FIRST VERSION SO I REDID IT I DIDNT NOTICE THIS EARLIER SHDH DO I JUST KEEP BOTH UP)???

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Now you see me, now you don’t!

( I,Ronaldini based on one of his concept art doodles and Rene Gruau’s work who’s a big inspo for me! Down Below!)

*edit: if you see there’s a double of this it’s because I thought i lost the first draft of it so I redid it but I GUESS it just scheduled itself 😭😭*

The concept art from the art book! (He’s so cute ughh)

And the Rene Gruau illustrations that I used as ref/inspo!

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Now you see me, now you don’t!

Fun illustration based and referenced on a doodle from Ronaldini’s concept art and Rene Gruau’s work who’s a big inspo for me! (Down below!)

*edit: if you see there’s a double of this it’s because I thought i lost the first draft of it so I redid it but I GUESS it just scheduled itself 😭😭*

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Ron sketches/concept art from the art book! (He’s so cute ughh)

Pieces and Reference by Rene Gruau!

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Both of those drawing where made while I was in the hospital (fanfic curse is real guys)

I’m not finishing the robaldini

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Today I went to a hospice hoping that I would be lucky enough to get some food under the scorching sun. I waited for several hours but I couldn’t get it. The stove fell because of the crush of people and burned my foot. I went to the hospital and received little health care because of the collapse of our health system here in Gaza. But the saddest thing was on the way back from the hospital, I saw a cat on the piles of garbage also trying to get food and her daughter trying to suckle her milk but the mother’s milk had dried up. Even the weak animals did not receive mercy from this damned war. Please help me.

Every donation helps me buy some food instead of standing in line at the hospice. Please help me by donating.

My Campaign vetted by @gazavetters s in line (#681)

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hello, this is all i have to offer

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yea this is sitting for ages,, i mean the timelapse is 18 hrs lolol

sigh,,, this is not me best work

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Ronaldini’s door was straight up jammed/locked so I imagine the homeowner didn’t even know they had an ironing board in the first place. Like we hear very little to nothing about him through the other objects, going around the house wondering where this ironing board is, and I think the only time you can meet him before Bobby unlocks him is at Mitchell’s dinner party.

Also hc that he’s not as close(?) or aquatinted with either the kitchen or laundry room gang:

1. Cause he was locked in for awhile and naturally keeps to himself.

2. Drama. Probably more so with the laundry room *cough* Harper and Dirk *cough* , but gets along with Timothy, Kopi, and Mitchell.

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This took wayy too long but yeah

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Magic

Realized!I, Ronaldini/Reader

Gender Neutral reader insert. Kopi mentioned. SFW. Fluff. Not Beta Read.

Inspired by this voice clip.

AO3 LINK

As you thought about what to have for breakfast, you heard the sound of someone knocking at your front door. A few quick knocks. Then a few more. As you headed towards the door, you ran your fingers through your hair, trying to make yourself presentable. You were at least thankful to have already gotten dressed; with the amount of visitors you had gotten as of late, you started making a habit of getting dressed earlier rather than later. You reached for the doorknob, and swung open the door to find…

An empty front porch.

“Goddamn kids, playing Knock Knock Ditch again…”

You paused. That was probably the oldest thing you had ever said.

Suddenly, there was a burst of smoke and confetti, startling you and sending you tumbling backwards onto the floor. From within the cloud of smoke, you heard a voice call out dramatically.

“I, RONAL- er, RON, HAVE ARRIVED!”

It would be Ron.

“For God's sake, Ronnie, I- OH MY GOD.”

Ron, previously known as Ronaldini, former ironing board and current laundry press innovator, stood before you, just outside your door. Rather than his magician’s tuxedo that he now reserved for trade shows, advertisements and the occasional magic show, he was clad in a simple button up and slacks, his loyal rabbit snuggled comfortably in the crook of his arm. None of that was terribly shocking.

What was shocking, however, was Ron’s clean shaven face, his trademark mustache completely absent.

The two of you stared at one another for a minute or so as the smoke dispersed and the last of the confetti fluttered down onto the porch. Ron coughed and after a moment, awkwardly touched his now bare upper lip.

“...You hate it, don’t you?”

“I didn’t say that, Ron.”

“The look on your face said everything,” he sighed.

“No,” you protested. “I don’t hate it. It’s just...unexpected.”

“Does it look bad?”

“It looks fine! Great, even! I’m just surprised. The mustache is, you know, part of your look, isn’t it? Like, your brand?”

“Not to worry, I have a very convincing fake to use for business purposes.”

You looked at Ron, then the mess of confetti on your porch, then back. Ron did the same to you and coughed.

“I...shall clean that up later, I assure you.”

“Okay. Fine. Come on in,” you said, getting to your feet. “Let me guess, you meant to text me and say you were going to visit, but forgot to hit send.”

Ron looked at you quizzically. “What, no. Why would I do that? Had you been expecting me, it would not have been much of a magic trick, now would it?”

“No, I suppose it would not,” you reply, somewhat irritated with the way all these people that you loved and adored oh so much kept just showing up without notice. “Anyway, Ronnie, what are you doing here?”

“I was in town for a trade show and...well, I just had to make time to visit you, dearest bunny,” he said, putting a hand on your shoulder and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

You never could stay mad at him.

You handed Ron a mug of coffee as he took a seat; your kitchen table was getting a lot more use as of late. He nodded gratefully, taking a long drink.

“Oh! This is quite good! You made this?”

“You don’t have to sound so surprised,” you joked. “But yes, I did. Kopi visited last week and finally taught me how to make a proper cup of coffee."

You sat down opposite him, cradling your own cup in your hands. You took a sip and exhaled before deciding to address the elephant in the room.

“I just gotta know, Ronnie...what’s the deal with the mustache?”

“Ah. Well, you see,” he began, with the tiniest hint of nervousness, “I’m trying to create a...what’s the phrase…? Ah, yes, work-life balance. While I’ve accepted Ron, thanks to your help, I’m really making an effort to embrace Ron! Create more of a divide, an off-stage presence as is it were. Ronaldini may be the face of MagiFlat, but...well, Ron is who I truly am.”

He dropped his showy affectation.

“Who I’d like to be.”

He paused briefly.

“...With you.”

For a few moments, the two of you sat in silence. Ron nervously drummed his fingers on the table before briefly glancing at his rabbit, who was quietly snoozing next to his feet. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Jesus, that was corny, wasn't it? Sorry, I-”

“No, it's cute.” You got up and moved to his side of the table, pressing a kiss against his temple as you placed a hand on his cheek. “You're cute.”

Ron’s face flushed. If hadn't known any better, he could have sworn steam was pouring out of his ears as he leaned into your touch, closing his eyes.

It was like magic.

“I love you, bun.”

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Oh! My little bunny I’m always pleased to see you appear~