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Hi 💔
I’m sorry if this message feels sudden—I truly don’t want to bother anyone. I’m Areej, a 27-year-old English teacher and writer from Gaza 🇵🇸, and I’m reaching out because my family is in desperate need of help.
The war has taken everything. We’ve lost our home 🏚, and we live each day under the constant threat of bombing and starvation 🥀. I’m trying to evacuate my family—my parents, siblings, two small children, a newborn , and my sister who is deaf —to Egypt, where we hope to find safety 🕊️.
If you’re able to donate 💌 or even just share our campaign 🔁, it could bring us one step closer to survival. Every act of kindness means the world right now 🌍🤍.
Thank you for taking a moment to read 🙏
And if you'd prefer not to receive messages like this, please just let me know—I won’t message again.
With love and hope,
Areej 🤍🌿
@supportmykids
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Hello,
I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿
I need your help to share my family's story and raise awareness about our struggle. Every voice counts, and your support means the world. 🙏
💬 Please reblog my pinned post or, if you're able, consider donating just $5—it could be life-changing for those facing unimaginable hardship.
Your kindness and solidarity make a real difference. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍✨
@aboodfmly
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Help My Family Survive – A father’s Cry from Gaza
My name is yousef and I live in Gaza with my family. We are living through hell. My child suffers from severe breathing problems, and there’s no medicine, no treatment, no electricity—nothing.
War has taken everything from us. Prices are beyond imagination. Can you believe that 1 kilo of flour now costs $100? We can’t afford food, let alone medical care.
I watch my child struggle to breathe every day, and I feel helpless. As a father, nothing is more painful than not being able to protect your family.
Please, from one human to another—help us survive.
Your donation will help provide food, medicine, and basic needs to my family and others in desperate need.
Even a small amount can save a life.
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Urgent Help
Feed my baby please 🙏 🥺
I hope everyone will help us, donate to us and stand by us in this harsh famine and Reblog my pin post.
I hope everyone will help us, donate to us and stand by us in this harsh famine and Reblog my pin post.
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URGENT HELP SAVE THE LIFE OF MY CHILD.
Dear humanity,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.
Please Donate now:👇
https://www.gofundme.com/f/join-us-in-our-struggle-save-our-family-from-war-in-gaza
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Hi there 🌼
I hope it’s okay that I’m reaching out. My name is Rola, and I’m a mother of two from Gaza. Life used to be simple—filled with laughter, home-cooked meals, walks with my children, and ice cream on weekends. But since October, everything has changed.
We lost our home in a bombing. One moment, we were sipping coffee on the balcony… the next, the house shook, windows shattered, and our world collapsed. We had to flee with nothing—no clothes, no toys, no sense of safety.
My children still ask about their beds, their books, their quiet little room. I don’t have answers. All I can do is hold them and keep going.
We’re now raising funds to evacuate—or, if returning becomes possible, to rebuild. I just want to give my children a future that isn’t defined by fear and loss.
If you’re able to help—by donating or even just sharing our story—it would mean everything 💛. Your kindness can bring us one step closer to healing.
Thank you for listening. And if you'd prefer not to receive messages like this, just let me know and I won’t reach out again.
With love and hope,
Rola | @rolafamily 🤍
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Dear humanity
Please help my little kid and my family from famine and genocide in Gaza
Do your best
Donate and reblog 🙏 please 🥺
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Hi there,
I’m holding on to hope, one day at a time—and today, I’m asking for your support. My family is living through a reality no one should have to face, and I’m doing my best to keep our voices heard.
📌 Please take a second to check out my pinned post.
🔄 Sharing it can help it reach someone who might be able to help.
🤍 If you’re able to give even a little, your generosity could ease a heavy burden.
Your support, your time, your care—it all matters more than you know.
With love and deep appreciation,
@jehadkhaled
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Hi ,
My name is Shada, I’m 24 years old, a new nurse graduate from Gaza 🇵🇸, and I’m reaching out in the hope that you might take a moment to hear my story.
I gave birth to my baby boy, Adam , in the middle of this war. He is now 5 months old. We’ve lost everything—our home was destroyed, and my husband’s work as a water truck driver is gone. We have evacuated multiple times, and today we live in a crowded tent camp 🏕️, not knowing where we’ll go next.
On top of everything, Adam was born with clubfoot and needs urgent surgery 🏥 that cannot be done in Gaza—not now, not even before the war. He also needs special medical boots afterward.
We’re trying to raise funds to evacuate to safety and give our son a real chance at life.
If you’re able to donate 💌 or even just share our campaign 🔁, please know it would mean the world to me. I want to live, work, and raise my family in peace. I don’t want to lose my son or my husband.
Thank you so much for reading 🌿
@suppirtadamfil
With hope and gratitude,
Shada 🤍
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Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.
I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.
💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.
🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.
@sajagz, thank you for listening.
Even gentle support creates strength.
From one heart to another — thank you 🤍
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URGENT HELP SAVE THE LIFE OF MY CHILD.
Dear humanity,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.
Please Donate now:👇
https://www.gofundme.com/f/join-us-in-our-struggle-save-our-family-from-war-in-gaza
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URGENT HELP SAVE THE LIFE OF MY CHILD.
Dear humanity,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.
Please Donate now:👇
https://www.gofundme.com/f/join-us-in-our-struggle-save-our-family-from-war-in-gaza
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Hi there 💛
I hope this message finds you well. I'm reaching out with a heavy heart and a hopeful spirit.
My name is Mohamed. My family and I lost our home to the war, and we’re doing our best to start again from nothing. We’ve created a GoFundMe to help rebuild—not just the walls, but the life we once knew.
If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post. Even a simple reblog or share can make a world of difference. And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation would mean more than I can ever express.
Your kindness, your voice, your support—it truly matters.
Thank you for reading this. I’m so deeply grateful. 🙏
@hamodfamily
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URGENT HELP SAVE THE LIFE OF MY CHILD.
Dear humanity,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.
Please Donate now:👇
https://www.gofundme.com/f/join-us-in-our-struggle-save-our-family-from-war-in-gaza
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A Cinderella Jooster AU that @jumpin--bean and I have been playing around with
Jeeves takes the role of Cinderella and Bertie as the prince. Jeeves working under Lord Worplesdon and Aunt Agatha with Florence Craye as his evil “stepsister”
Prince Bertram is giving a ball that is open to peoples of all class statuses (an easy way to invite all his pals that range from the idle rich to bohemian artists).
Jeeves, seeing the opportunity for a little fun, requests the night off. Other servants are allowed to go, but his request is rejected. Even though he never gets the night off, he’s never even sick and the ball is open to all people of any class status. Well.
Open to, but still very obviously divided once you get there.
But Aunt Agatha says “no, you will stay here where you won’t get into any mischief. You’re sneaky and you’re dishonest and I will not have you bring shame to my household”
That evening Jeeves is visited by a fairy godmother to fulfill his wish to go out, but the godmother’s spell turns him into a filly for one night so he can freely dance with his preferred partners at the ball. Afterall. The magic was supposed to be for only one night. It was supposed to just be a magical memory for him to carry around through the drudgery of everyday life
Jeeves still mostly looks like himself just slightly more feminine. Jeeves looks at his outfit and notes that it’s made up of all his privately favorite women's fashion, examines his jewelry and finds that it's all genuine. He shows up with a massive (size 9) and extremely elegant tiara
When Jeeves is at the ball, he’s so unused to being on this side of things. Judging the servants for chatting amongst themselves, having to make a converted effort to not fade into the background like he always does
Meanwhile! Bertie is just trying to have a fun night with the lads and is dreading having to dance with women who only want the title of “princess”. He’s excited for the party and to be with his pals but everyone just ends up flirting with each other and/or getting in fights. Meeting “Regina” was the only good part of the night where he wasn’t being eyed up like a piece of meat or playing relationship counselor. It’s a masquerade ball but most idle rich women can smell Bertie out from growing up in similar circles. But Bertie is sick of them and sick of having to come up with plans to get his friends’ together with their crushes. There's only so many times you can push a pal's paramour's snotty younger sibling into the fountain, it tires out the arms after a while
Jeeves as Regina starts to give Bertie more clever plans to deal with them and Bertie is just gobsmacked she’d even want to help. And even moreso when her plans work.
The underlying theme of Regina's plans is secretly "get these people to leave Bertie the fuck alone for a sec". Effective at healing relationships? Maybe. Effective at giving Reg an opportunity to flirt? Yes.
Which was absolutely NOT his goal coming to this party. He's not even sure he had a goal. Maybe he wanted to convince himself that the upper class is still beautiful & worthy, after so many shit years with the Crayes. Afterall, Jeeves didn't even realize he was spending his whole evening palling around and flirting with the prince! But Bertie takes off his mask for Vulnerability near the end of the eve and Jeeves has to run because of both “oh shit” and he’s running out of time.
And this does absolutely work at reinforcing Jeeves’ worldview. Because look at the prince, and how kind and good and deserving he is.
Makes Jeeves even more miserable when he goes back to his normal life working for the Crayes, knowing someone so worthy is out there but so out of his league to even try to work for.
And then he finds out about the search for the owner of his tiara.
Ladies around the kingdom are teasing their hair and getting extreme haircuts to try and make the tiara fit. It’s only when Bertie looses hope at his Aunt Agatha’s home, that he’s doomed to marry Florence Craye and he’ll never find his dream woman does he see a very similar profile shimmer around the corner serving tea.
Bertie had always been very kind to the staff and they all think very fondly of him and Jeeves is completely mortified that he fell in love with his master’s nephew at a ball of all places (not even to mention Bertie’s status of Prince). But Bertie isn’t embarrassed.
Bertie finds his way into the servants’ quarters and says “Jeeves, old man, I know it isn’t the done thing but you look remarkably like… ahem… remarkably like someone I admire greatly. More than admire. And uh… would you please just try this old thing on. To give me… peace of mind?”
And Jeeves responds“sir, I don’t think you understand what you’re asking”
So Bertie says “I’m not a smart man, but I think I know what you’re telling me, dear thing, and I’m not afraid of the truth”
(whether that be the truth that his dream women is gone for good, or that Jeeves the servant man is his dream woman)
And Jeeves puts the tiara on and Bertie gets all choked up and he’s like “my god Regina, you’re beautiful”
And Jeeves is like “Reginald, my given name is Reginald”
With Bertie being a prince, there can be some convoluted loophole that allows him to elope with Jeeves, if only to just rescue Jeeves from Bertie’s terrible family, as they fall ever more in love with each other. Falling in love with their true selves, and not just the masks they wear.
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URGENT HELP SAVE THE LIFE OF MY CHILD.
Dear humanity,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.
Please Donate now:👇
https://www.gofundme.com/f/join-us-in-our-struggle-save-our-family-from-war-in-gaza
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