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Probably playing video games . I draw sometimes . Twitter: FesteringRat
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forget centaur binghe!! embrace handsome horse-man binghe and his mesmerizing eyes!
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I beg you to help my child.
My child is dying before my eyes... and I can't save him
I am a mother from Gaza, from the devastated south, from the heart of endless pain.My little boy is fighting for his life, struggling with severe and dangerous lung infections. He was barely surviving on weak hospital equipment, and I was clinging to even the faintest hope.

Then the occupation came… the army stormed the southern areas, and everything collapsed.

Three hospitals were shut down at once.People were forced out—sick children, the wounded, the dying.Mothers screamed, fathers wept, and bombs fell everywhere.No medicine, no staff, no oxygen—only destruction and death.

My child was taken from the hospital without treatment or oxygen

I held him in my arms as I ran under the bombing, searching for a place where he could survive—but there was none.

Now he lies in my arms, trembling, pale, slipping away breath by breath.I can do nothing but cry… and watch him die.

They told me there is one last chance to save him:

He must be transferred immediately abroad for treatment.But that needs money I do not have, and the borders are tightly closed.

My home is destroyed. My family is gone.All I have left is my husband… and my dying child.
Please... don't let my son's cry be buried under the rubble.
Help me before I have to bury him with my own hands.
Help me... before death takes him, like it took everything else
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🫂Please stop and listen to my story. Don't ignore me.💔
Save family 🙏💔
My name is Enas. I have eight children of varying ages and two grandchildren.
The reality of war, pain, and destruction we have faced daily for nearly two years is indescribable. Before that, we were a normal family, like yours: we worked in various professions (accountant, school guard, nurse, etc.), held social gatherings, and celebrated birthdays. Since then, we have lost everything: our homes, our jobs, our possessions, our family members, and our friends. Our lives are in tatters.
The past three months have been hell. Constant displacement (five times), living in a squalid tent, water scarcity, and unbearable food. We eat at most one meal a day, usually canned beans or rice. The cost of one meal that would suffice for my family for a day is $50, and prices are constantly rising.
Escaping starvation and death seems impossible. The crossing is closed, keeping us trapped in Gaza.
I launched this campaign because it is our only hope for survival until the crossing is finally opened, or, God willing, this war ends and reconstruction begins.
You are our hope. Your contributions make a direct difference in our daily lives, and we use the funds as soon as they arrive (the total you see is the generous donations from people since the beginning of our campaign).
Every cent counts. Every contribution within your network helps us.
I will always be extremely grateful to you.
Help us live 🚨💔 donate to us, even if it's a little. Extend a helping hand and save us. Prices are high, and we can't satisfy our children's hunger. Can you donate $100? If you can't donate as much as you can and share my post so my children's cries reach as many people as possible. Thank you in advance🙏🫂🥹.



Please donate to me as much as you can. 🙏🥺😭💔




Your donation, even if it's small, could save us. It could bring a smile to the face of a child who has only known the cruelty of war🥺🙏🍉.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #611 )✅️
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Imagine being severely wounded just trying to feed your starving family.
Imagine your younger sibling, wounded right in frkmtbof you, and in danger of losing his hand, because you both were simply trying to get aid.


Images: (Left) Muhammad and his children, Suha and Zuhair. (Right): Text messages we received from Muhammad's brother-in-law, Hossam Al-Qazzaz, detailing the attack on civilians and the extents of injuries sustained by himself, Muhammad, and Abdul Rahman. (You can see the full texts [HERE].
Written by @rumiandroses
This is the heartbreaking reality Muhammad Zanad and his family faces.
Before the war, Muhammad was a hardworking laborer at a contracting company. He built a good life for his wife Salsabil, their young children Suha (three years old) and Zuhair (one and a half years old), and his extended family—including his parents Anwar and Suha, and siblings Malak, Laila, Mohammed, and Abdul Rahman.
Then war came.
In November 2023, they fled their home in Khan Younis under evacuation orders, living for six months in a tent at Al-Khwarizmi School in Rafah. But when Rafah was also ordered to evacuate, they had no choice but to return—only to find their home bombed and barely standing.

Image: The bombed remains of Muhammad's home.
Now they live in constant discomfort, exposed to the elements, unable to secure the house against rats, insects, and stray animals. Muhammad has not been able to find work since the war began. He relies entirely on scarce aid, struggling to feed his family. Baby Zuhair urgently needs formula. Muhammad's father suffers from high blood pressure, his mother from diabetes, but medicine is nearly impossible to afford.
And now, tragedy has struck again.
Just days ago, while Muhammad was at an aid distribution point with his brother-in-law, Hossam Al-Qazzaz, and younger brother, Abdul Rahman, explosives were fired into the crowd.
Muhammad was hit by shrapnel all over his body.
Abdul Rahman suffered a severe injury to his right hand and is now in a British field hospital awaiting evaluation. His doctors do not know if the hand can be saved, or if it will be amputated.
All this, just for trying to gather food.
How You Can Help
Your donation will help:
✅ Cover emergency medical costs for Abdul Rahman and Muhammad
✅ Support the family as Muhammad recovers from his injuries
✅ Provide food and baby formula for the children
✅ Purchase life-saving medication for the parents
✅ Assist with repairs or potential evacuation to a safer shelter
Be the Light in Their Darkness
Muhammad is fighting with everything he has to keep his family safe, but he cannot do it alone.
Your support—whether through a donation or by sharing his story—can make the difference between despair and survival.
Let’s stand with Muhammad, Abdul Rahman, and their loved ones.
Let’s show them they are not alone.
You can donate to Muhammad’s Chuffed campaign here:
Muhammad and his wife have sent photos of their identification to Gaza Giving Tree for identity verification. We're hoping to help them get vetted by other mutual aid organizations like @gazavetters.
This campaign is also VETTED BY ASSOCIATION! Muhammad is the brother of Hanan Al-Qazazz and the brother-in-law of Hossam Al-Qazzaz ( @diana-family), who HAVE been vetted by @gazavetters and is (#287) on their list of verified campaigns.
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"Master and disciple spent a long period of time making eyes at each other"
#my art#fanart#art#luo binghe#svsss#bingqiu#shen qingqiu#the scum villain's self saving system#they make me sick#I'm squeezing bingqiu like a stress ball#svsss sqq#svsss lbh
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Introducing Ne'er-do-wells, a story about fate, shenanigans, and growing up.
#writers on tumblr#writeblr#books and reading#indie author#author#self publishing#indie publishing#yes i made those graphics myself#yes they are shit i apologise#ne'er-do-wells#i've been making the cover myself#it's going through final touches then I will reveal it!!#queer writers#stay tuned for more information#you can discern a lot about the main characters from the shitposts but don't tell anyone I told you#the graphics were originally made for a pitch event but literary agents got me fucked up so now we're here#written by a poc born and raised in south africa btw#ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh#books#writers
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fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this
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can someone please be proud of me like fuck I’m trying
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ATTENTION SCUM VILLAIN FANS ‼️
Goodsmile opened a survey for which nendroids to bring back — BINGQIU ARE AN OPTION! GO VOTE FOR THEM!!!
SQQ is 1468 and LBH is 1496 🩷
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the human mind is prone to catastrophizing when left unoccupied. And that’s why it’s important to always have a little Blorbo to rotate in your head. It acts as a protective charm of sorts to redirect your imagination away from harmful spirals
thoughts without Blorbo: oh my god I was so cringe in seventh grade why did I do that
thoughts with Blorbo: I haven’t considered the interactions with bleebus; I must rectify this immediately
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What if your mommy daddy older sister lover first crush teacher best friend abuser savior was actually an unemployed 4chan troll from another world with internalized homophobia? Scum villain dares to ask this pressing question
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hate an x reader fic do not put me in a situation
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at the JRPG cafe, and the drink sizes are sod, soda, and sodaga
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Iran celebrated, Israel celebrated the end of the war, and Gaza waits and calls, but no one listens. The war between Iran and Israel is over, but the war in Gaza is not over. Children are still dying, families are still being displaced, walking long distances, homes are still being demolished over the heads of those inside, and injustice still exists. Also, don't forget that hunger has never left people, but more importantly, Tumblr users, listen to me with your hearts. I always write posts asking you to participate with me and donate to my family, but unfortunately, I only find a few who do. If you want to do something for Palestine and for my family, you can donate via the link here. This donation campaign is what enables us to live in Gaza, which has been overlooked and is no longer cared for by many people.
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