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A Heartfelt Plea: Help me get my mother and brothers out as we have no shelter left🚨❤️

Dear friends

After all we've been through, even our house is now in ruins and uninhabitable.

I am reaching out to you because I need your help and I thank everyone who stands with us and supports us in these difficult circumstances.

I trust you my friends and consider you my family

Your support will mean the world to us

If you can’t donate, sharing this with others who might be able to help would also make a huge difference.

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Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

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Hello👋

Please take a moment to read my story.

I am Heba Al-Dahdouh. I currently live in the completely destroyed city of Gaza. Since the war on Gaza began on 7/1/2024, my family- my father Nasif, my mother Asmaa, and my siblings Khaled, Ahmad, Muhammad, and Malak-have been living in constant fear, crying, and suffering due to shrapnel, shells, and bullets.

We have no food, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools, no homes, no cleaning supplies, and no clothes. My school has been bombed, and my brother Khaled's university is now rubble, depriving us all of education. The war has forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents unsuitable for living, especially in winter.

Every day we live death, terror, and panic a thousand times because of the ongoing bombardment of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the start of the war, we sought refuge at my aunt's house, . Imagine: we have survived imminent death more than 20 times and have been displaced among shelters more than 13 times. My siblings and I have suffered from many illnesses due to malnutrition, and we need medication continuously.

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Donate to Helping Heba Family : Escaping War to a New Life, organised by Heba Nasef

Dear friends around the world, Greetings to you from Gaza, the land of pe… Heba Nasef needs your support for Helping Heba Family : Escaping

If we stay in Gaza, we might lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza for a safe place. However, travel costs are extremely high. We need over $50,000 to leave Gaza. Due to exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, lack of security, the ongoing siege, and relentless bombardment, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity, with constant shelling and shrapnel flying above us? Dear compassionate friends around the world,

With your generous donations, even if small, you can save 7 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza filled with love, peace, and hope.

With my warmest regards from the city of Gaza,

Heba Al-Dahdouh.

*Panic in Spanish*

Vent comic courtesy of my traumatic visit home!!! augahguhsg!!

Digital Offering to Lord Hermes

I forgot to put snakes and if I forgot another thing you can tell me

I love You and this AU too 😭

Dead!Luigi AU 🍄

I plan on changing his color pallet, but I did like the colors. Just not what I was going for.

For my AU that I'm currently making a comic of 😈😈🙏

Digital Offering to Lady Hestia 🔥🫏

I know no one asked me but I still wanted to do this little (not so little) thing.

A young elf of perhaps 19 years old was on the floor of his airship writhing in pain as he silently moaned for help,an almost completly eaten caramel apple was next yo him,his chest ached and his crystal flickered a bright reddish Hue.

“Sportacus,you’re having a sugar overdose,You need healthy sweets”

He heard a familiar voice Speak to him hoping to hear some answer.

“I-I’m sorry...”

It was the only thing he could.

“¿Sportacus?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,I’m sorry,l’m so sorry”

He said over and over whispering between sobs that began to come out of his mouth,causing him to choke on them in the process,tears rolling down his cheeks until they reached his mouth,that salty taste disgusted him.

Suddenly,a millon memories came to mind,the memory of being that child that everyone Made fun of in his homeland because of his hyperactivity,the memory of hearing his mother cough uncontrollably,the memory of seeing his father having to bear the fact that his wife’s life was coming to an end,the memory of being surrounded by many people including relatives who had nevera seen in his life say goodbye to his mother while he hid behind his father yo nobody saw him cry.

An apple rolled out of a hole in the wall to fall next yo him.

“Sportacus,eat that,It will help you”

The elf didn’t even think twice and took the apple,he was desperate,so ir It helped that excruciating pain go way,then he wouldn’t even wonder what he was eating.

He took a very big bite of the apple and after chewing It a little,the taste made him feel a little better,and when he swallowed It completly the pain in him was gone.

“Sportacus,You had an overdose of sugar,¿How did It happen?”

Questioned the femele voice of the aircraft.

“I...I was eating a caramel apple that someone gave me in twon...I didn’t think It would affect me so much”

He said as he stood up.

“But It affected You,be more careful the next time”

“Yes...I’m sorry”

“Sportacus,¿Why were you apologizing for earlier?”

“I...no...that’s not important”

“It’s okey but ¿Are You ok?”

“Yes,I’m fine,It’s more,maybe it’s to train a little,I’m sure that will cheer me up a bit”

He said as he began to stretch trying to get out of that Situation without the computer realizing that It wasn’t really right.

He Is not well.

English Is not my mother touge.I used Google traslate to do this,so feel free to correct any spelling errors.

I need a brother like Mario,one who help When the dysphoria kicks my ass so badly 😭

Ok, listen. Trans guy Luigi!

You really wanna play with emotions, huh? Fineee.

So, Mario was the first one to know and the first who supported Luigi's identity.

Luigi suffered a lot, locking himself into the bathroom mostly, when gender dysphoria kicked too hard. He didn't want to bother his brother with it at all.

There were moments when bullies told him he will never be a true guy and Mario made sure, Luigi never forgot how much he supported him and how much of a guy Luigi actually was.

Mario went to each doctor's appointment, supporting his little bro's fear of needles and the doctors. And even witnessed Luigi's first Testosterone injection.

And of course Mario was the first one to be there when Luigi woke up from his top surgery.

Support your local trans bro!

Digital Offering to Lord Hades and Lord Thanatos

Today a very dear uncle of mine passed away and I thought of doing this, a kind of offering to Thanatos to thank him that my uncle is no longer suffering.