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Hi 👋, My name is Mohammad, and I’m reaching out in a moment of desperate need. I’m a father of three young children living in Gaza, and we are caught in the midst of a catastrophic war. Our home is no longer a safe haven, and the future here seems increasingly uncertain. 💔
I’ve launched a fundraising campaign with the goal of raising $60,000 to relocate my family to a safer place where my children can grow up in peace and have a chance at a brighter future.
Unfortunately, my previous fundraising efforts were abruptly halted when my account was terminated without explanation. However, I remain determined to keep fighting for my family’s safety and well-being. 🫶
If you could take a moment to read our story, consider donating, or simply share our campaign with others, it would make an incredible difference. Every act of kindness, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to safety and a new beginning. 🙏
Thank you for your time, compassion, and support. ❤️🩹
https://gofund.me/fd1faea2 🔗
Supporting stuff like this is actually very important to me, I have family in both Palestine and Isreal and sadly we have no contact with each other.
Supporting victims of war (or genocide) shouldn't be a hard decision to make, if you can help them I believe you should.
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Listen up!

You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled

Hit that.

Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern

Yes.

Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in
Tumblr will follow up and help them.
Warning: this is only for mobile. If anyone knows how to do this for desktop, please add it!
This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.
YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE NOT TO REBLOG THIS.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT DOESN'T GO WITH YOUR BLOG'S THEME.
And yes, REBLOG. Liking does no shit at all. This isn't ig.
You reblog, people see it. You don't, people don't see it. This shit's that simple.
This could save someone's life. It's not a joke.
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One of my favorite fanfic writers on here just followed me back I'm so happy 🎉

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Dark!Rhea Smut Oneshots
I know I don't usually write like this but I read this really good fanfic by @pandorasfavorite I think so I made this
Warnings: smut, toxic behaviors, manipulation, Dom!Rhea, Sub!Fem!Reader
She likes to use sensory deprivation more often than not
Her straps are HUGE sorry I don't make the rules
She loves punishing you, sometimes she'll punish you even if you've done nothing wrong
She wants to have the rest of the judgment day take turns with you one day
But at the same time doesn't want anybody to touch you like she does
She makes you show her your outfit before you go out or you can't go
She really doesn't care how short of a skirt or tight of a shirt you wear out
It's just more to punish you for
She likes it alot when you cry
She likes to shove her fingers in your mouth after you cum on them
(OFF TOPIC BUT YALL WTF LUKE SKYWALKER IN MANDALORIAN LOOKS SCARY AS HELL GET THAT MF AWAY FROM ME )
She makes you call her Mami or Mommy infront of other people, she really doesn't care
Rhea once accidentally it was not an accident mentioned something about how you were in bed to the judgment day
If any of the judgment day hit on you she tells you that's just how they are, but if anybody else does she gets pissed and takes it out on you later
She likes to fuck you so hard you can't walk idk why
I'll wrote more when ideas enter my brain
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Sorry yall I've been meaning to get a story started, I've just been super busy
ALSO I'm 20 now 🎉
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reblog if you’re in the mood for anons rn
Always
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Guys I have a genius (smutty) idea for a series from a series of dreams I had, but idk what Fandom to make it about :)
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Please post about palestine and gaza. Not posting at all when you have the option to, IS selfish. "I don't want to post, it doesn't go with my blog, it makes me sad, I'm scared of losing followers" people are DYING. People are dying and don't have the luxury to make choices like you do, seemingly simple choices like whether you should post something or not.
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Don't forget about the Palestinians.
Don't forget about them now.
Don't forget about them tomorrow.
Don't forget about them in a week from now.
Don't forget about them in a month.
Don't forget them next year.
Don't forget them in 5 years.
When the history books start to update, don't let them put lies in there.
When documentaries come out, boycott the ones who call this a victory for Israel.
When books release talking about soldier's personal experiences with Palestine, remember the victims. Remember the truth.
Don't forget about what we've seen.
Don't forget about what we've heard.
Don't let them tell lies about Palestine.
Don't forget about the Palestinians when the world tries to make this go away.
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Entire Gaza population now 100 percent severely food insecure
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can you please write something with Shayna X Fem Reader (only fluff), where they are an Age Gap Couple, (Reader is in her late 20s) and has an hard time and Shayna feel that something is off and comfort her and let her cry in her arms?!
OF COURSE I CAN also happy valentines day
Shayna x Fem!Reader
We're gonna be okay

Summary: after coming out as gay your family cuts contact with you, but what happens when your mom finally texts you again? TW: homophobia, your mom calls you a dyke, hurt/comfort
I sat in the locker room alone backstage waiting for Shayna and Zoey to finish their tag match. Shayna and I had been dating for 6 months, public for 4. I get a notification on my phone and look at it, having to do a double-take because I don't quite believe it. A text from my mom, the mother who swore off all contact with me? When I was younger she was my best friend, my rock, but after I told her I was gay she cut contact. Shayna was always there for me, the days when I missed my mom, on holidays with not even a text.
I open my phone to look at the message. It read as follows 'I knew you were a dyke but I didn't know you settled for anybody, are you actually dating that Shayna girl?' I audibly scoffed at my phone, not that anybody was there to hear me. I closed my phone and sat down near Shayna's locker, having to take a deep breath in and out. I looked up at the monitor in the room and noticed the match had ended in Shayna and Zoey's favor. I was so enthralled in thought I didn't even notice the bell ring.
A couple minutes later Shayna and Zoey came back, the message still ingrained in the back of my mind. I look up from the ground and smile and my girlfriend. Shayna looks at me and smiles "Hey babe, did you see me kick some ass out there?" I laugh at her words, "Yes baby I saw it, I'm proud of you." As Zoey grabs her things and returns to her hotel room, Shayna stops me as I grab my bag, "Is everything alright baby, you didn't look very happy before I came in?" I sigh, knowing I can't lie to Shayna. I take a deep breath in before opening my phone.
"My mom texted, she found out we are together and she's not so happy," I look up at Shayna, tears beginning to well up in my eyes.Shayna's warm embrace envelops me, soothing my tears as she whispers, "Don't cry, baby. I'm here for you." Her gentle presence provides a comforting refuge from the current chaos. I couldn't stop crying, even though she held and comforted me. I felt her tighten the hug at the sound of my sobs, the smell of her cologne engulfing me. "Were gonna be okay."
Sorry this is so short, I'm just trying to finish it and move on to other fics
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Sorry I haven't been posting more of my writing lately, I have family in both Palestine and Isreal currently, and I've been going through a lot with that so I haven't really been writing, however, I am working on writing more for you guys, lately has just been a tough time for my family
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Don't forget about the Palestinians.
Don't forget about them now.
Don't forget about them tomorrow.
Don't forget about them in a week from now.
Don't forget about them in a month.
Don't forget them next year.
Don't forget them in 5 years.
When the history books start to update, don't let them put lies in there.
When documentaries come out, boycott the ones who call this a victory for Israel.
When books release talking about soldier's personal experiences with Palestine, remember the victims. Remember the truth.
Don't forget about what we've seen.
Don't forget about what we've heard.
Don't let them tell lies about Palestine.
Don't forget about the Palestinians when the world tries to make this go away.
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