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[jamalhlles]

My family

to whom it may concern

My name is Jamal, and I have been living in the UK as a refugee for several years. I have not seen my family for over six years, when I left Gaza to escape the difficult conditions. Now, with the war raging again, the situation is more tragic than ever.

This my brothers

My family lives in Shujaiya, which was completely destroyed. My family lost more than 20 of our relatives, and I cannot express the extent of my pain and grief. My brothers and their children are living in a dire situation; they have been displaced more than five times, moving between refugee camps, under constant rocket attacks.

Now, they are trapped in southern Gaza, living in tents that offer no protection from the harsh winter cold. They face severe shortages of food and water, while the dangers around them increase. Their hearts are in pain every moment, and the eyes of the children who used to smile in the pictures are now threatened with losing hope.

I have tried hard to transfer them to Egypt in search of safety, but the Egyptian authorities are demanding up to $6,000 per person, which seems impossible under the current circumstances. I cannot bear to see my nephews become a painful memory or fragments under the rubble.

I am asking for your help and support in these difficult times. I need your help in finding ways to move my family to safety and secure their basic needs. Any help will be a ray of light in this darkness.

Thank you very much for your time and listening.

Sincerely, Jamal

[ghosted-jazz]

Doey's 2/3 angsty traumatized teen, I think he'd love MCR

[allihaveleftismywords]

for a platform that has a flagship show which relies very heavily on the talents of that man, sam is doing his best to kill brennan any chance he gets.

[angrycheesegirl]

I think the biggest thing we lost when Fallout went 3D was the ability to target the groin in V.A.T.S. I cannot overstate the importance of being able to shoot someone in the dick in Fallout 1. There is nothing more personal, more gratifying, than landing a 95% to the groin. "We don't need that option anymore, we're not so juvenile" well I am. Give me the "Shoot Dick" option.

[laylaayman-blog2]

Welcoming a new baby 🕊️🧑‍🍼

Yesterday in the International Women's Day, I gave birth to my baby boy Mohammed, whom I intended to name Omar, but we named him after his martyred uncle Mohammed 💔.

Can you congratulate him with any amount you can afford so that we can provide him with his basic needs ☺️?

Your donation, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in our lives. We desperately need your support and solidarity during these difficult times. Your donation can give us some hope and give my children a chance to live a better life 💕🙏🕊️.

Vetted by @bilal-salah0 & shared by @90-ghost ..

[scarfcatblogs]

Boy do I have brain bugs

[swankshrimp]

This came to me in a dream

[triptychofvoids]

blatant and completely shameless fan service for ME but you guys can look at him too if you want

[therobotmonster]

On the subject of comic books and emphasis.

Getting some use out of my Tyrannomax extras.

[strategicjazzhands]

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Batman: *trying up unconscious goons when he notices a glowing meta(?)*

Batman: What are you doing?!

Phantom: *without looking up from his phone* Taking pictures of OSHA violations and reporting the company's responsible.

Batman:

Phantom:

Batman:

Phantom: Its Gotham so I will need to beat up some of the people responsible.

Batman:

Phantom: I promise not to kill them

Batman: There no metas allowed in Gotham. Its dangerous for you to be here.

Batman: Leave

Phantom: lol no.

Phantom: *vanishes*

Lmao Danny is terrorizing company execs and managers and beating people up for worker safety

Just Danny going "You WILL be OSHA compliant"

[i-eat-mold]

can we all remember for a moment that skk grew up together? aside from all the corny stuff, they little aku grew (well, not chuuya) next to each other. they met when they were 15. pretty much still a little kid. where are the VOICE CRACKS? they would laugh at each other so bad and then crack themselves. it would be terrible to try to be in a conversation with them because every time one of them gets a voice crack the other one would repeat the sound and laugh and then they would start throwing things at each other or something. don’t get me started on pimples. come on. you’re telling me these two kids exposed to all kinds of stress and weird things are gonna get through their teens with constant perfect skin? would they use pimple patches? dazai would get the star ones or some cutesy ladybug ones because why not. and chuuya would def have a skincare routine and dazai would make fun of him when he stayed at chuuyas place overnight. then he would have the hardest time asking if he could try it too because psaw that’s soooooo embarrassing.

i don’t know man. they’re silly teens. i think about them a lot

[deadsetobsessions]

There’s a child wandering the streets of Crime Alley. Unfortunately, this is nothing new for the area, riddled with crime and homelessness as it is. However, Red Hood and Nightwing are vigilantes and helping lost looking children is firmly in their job description. Plus, Crime Alley is Red Hood’s. He protects what’s his. With a single shared look, the brothers swung down to the child clad in just a white dress and some thin flats completely unsuitable for Gotham’s worsening weather. Hell it’s be unsuitable for the general poor weather.

“Hey, kiddo.”

The girl’s head swung to lock gazes with the duo, eyes blinking blue- and green? Red Hood allowed his brother- he worked so hard to beat down the pit madness in order for Nightwing to even remain near- to take the lead.

“Oh. There you are.” She said, turning to face them fully. The kid’s face filled with relief.

Nightwing blinked.

“You were looking for us?” His soft voice saved for children firmed into something more serious, more concerned.

“Mmhm. I was looking for Red Hood, but you’re a good bonus.”

“And why were you looking for me, kid?” Red Hood interjects. He knows Dickolas is clocking the same things he is: the kid’s white whispy hair, pale face, and… Lazarus green eyes? It’s more solid now, that she’s looking at Jason.

Dick straightened, eyes going heavy as he looks at this wisp of a girl. He’s fiercely protective of Jason and they’re both equally wary of the League of Assassins. Still, the two of them couldn’t help but let their guard down a bit because this was still a child they’re talking to.

“Because… um. Did you know you’ve died?”

Hood stiffened, hand going towards his guns. Granted, they’re rubber bullets, but the kid clocks that immediately. She threw her hands up in the universal gesture of “I’m unarmed and mean no harm.”

“I- well, to put it frankly, you kind of… stink?”

“What.”

“Ugh, I’m totally messing this up!”

“Why don’t you start again?” Dick said, shifting into a subtler fighting stance. He kept his voice light, but Jason saw the way his hands inched towards the scrims sticks. Distantly, Jason thought it was hilarious that this tiny kid could evoke that kind of response. Looking into Lazarus green eyes though, he couldn’t find the humor anywhere. The worst thing, though, is that the pit quieted. The rage the bubbled incessantly underneath his skin calmed. Jason did not like feeling bereft of the rage, not when he didn’t know why it was gone. He had just gained control of it, minimally, and to have that control be unnecessary left the vigilantes off kilter.

“Right, okay, sorry. Um, did you, uh, die and wake up surrounded by glowing green stuff?”

Before Jason could reply ‘yes, and why the hell do you know that?’, the kid continued with, “Because me too!”

She did jazz hands as Jason’s and Dick’s brains short circuited. Jason thought he even heard a little “yay!”

“What.” Jason sputtered out. His stomach and heart clenched as he thought about how young the kid looked. Fuck.

“Yeah. So, anyways-”

“Don’t speed past that like you didn’t say what you just said!” Dick interrupted, hand tugging at his hair in distress. His body language slipped from battle ready to extremely distressed. “You died?”

“You were- you were dipped in the Lazarus pits?!” Jason felt the need to address that specific point.

“I mean, it’s not that important? The important thing is- wait, what’s a Lazarus pit?”

Jason froze again. She didn’t know what they were?

“It’s… the glowing green stuff.” Dick answered her.

“Oh. Is that what you were dipped in?” She tilted her head at Jason. He nodded, wariness climbing. “Oh. Well, I mean, that’s not we call it. But the stuff you were dipped in, it’s rank. Contaminated.”

Jason thinks back to the burning, drowning green. The agony he felt as it slipped into his mouth and nose and his very being.

“It was bubbling.” He said. The girl grimaced. Jason had no idea why he was being so honest with this kid.

“Gross. Anyways, I can, like, help you with that?”

“With what?” Dick asked, eyes darting from the girl to Jason.

The girl groaned. “Okay, so I guess you guys are kind of new. Uh, the contaminated green stuff,” she points at Jason’s chest. “That’s making you angry, right? Leaving you in the backseat of your head as your body breaks whatever got you angry to begin with and you have no control over it?”

“…The pit madness.” Jason mumbled, feeling numb. “Yeah.”

“…Right. I can help you clear that out,” she pauses, fidgeting. “If… If you help me talk to Batman? It’s kind of… urgent.”

“Batman?”

“Why?”

“Uh. There’s kind of… a whole mad scientist thing going on and like… experimentation and dissections… you know?” The kid waved her arms around, distressed.

Dick and Jason unfortunately did know.

“Cave?” Jason grumbled.

“Cave.”

“Okay, we’ll bring you to the cave. Then you tell us everything.”

“Really?”

She looked up at them hopefully, and Jason could see the moment Dickolas melted. Not that Jason could say anything, since he was already taking off his jacket and bundling the kid in it.

“Um.”

“Who the hell let you walk around Gotham like that?” He scowled down at her, not that she could see it with the red helmet in the way. Dick looked at him carefully, eyes roving over the oddly relaxed state his little wing was in.

The kid shrugged. Jason sighs.

“What’s your name?” Dick asked. Scooping her up, the blue and black clad raised his free arm to grapple away. Jason follows him, heading towards the motorcycles they’ve got parked nearby.

“Dani. With an I.”

“Nice to meet you, Dani. I’m Nightwing. This is my… this is Red Hood.”

“Okay. Cool.”



[lotus-pear]

i think asagiri’s new favorite character is aya bc can anything else explain why both of her father figures just fucking dissolved in the same chapter

[shaykai]

Hypothetical sibling bonding time

[xx0fuck3drott1ngthr04t0xx]

"just a couple tired of gettin their underwear mixed up"