I Am Not Asking For A Lot Of Money, I Only Need 70 Euros To Buy A Medicine Called Kabira To Treat Muscle

“I get it, but you’re  not babysitting me, I’m 7,354 years old. And besides, I have the ability to defend myself, I just got poofed in the first place because I was caught off guard.”

She thinks for a moment.

I have a calming aura I can make to make others relax, and though i only really use it to make them feel better, it might calm someone down enough that they don’t want to fight. I also can run fast, but not super speed/ the flash fast. I’m really strong too, and this!

She steps back. She holds out her hands, which suddenly burst into a deep blue flame. She quickly puts herself out and walks back.

“Um, so, was that cool? Is it good enough? I think I could be of use until I can leave. What do you think? I don’t like fighting, but I’ll do it if absolutely necessary, but I won’t kill anyone.”

She’s sneaking around corners nervously, flinching at every sound of gunfire and crashing. Someone had poofed her earlier and brought her to a war zone, and now she just wanted to leave. She soon noticed someone next to a parked tank eating some candy. They seemed trustworthy, but she kept her guard up just to be sure. “Um, h-hi?” She said quietly, trying to do her best not to surprise them.

-He finishes off the expired mars bar, before crushing the wrapper into a ball within his fist, and flicking it away- Only to suddenly whip his head around at the sound of an unknown voice.

“What the… Hell? … Uh, hello there?”

Dear friends, 🌟

I hope this message finds you well. This is Mahmoud Jihad, hailing from Gaza. Recently, we experienced a devastating loss—our home 🏠, my university 🎓, and everything familiar is gone. Currently, my family and I are living in a flimsy tent 🏕️, struggling to get by. I was pursuing a degree in Information Technology and supporting my family, but now we're facing extremely difficult circumstances. 😔

We find ourselves trapped in Gaza amid massive destruction 🏚️, and winter has brought with it the biting cold 🥶. We urgently need your immediate help to get through these tough times. 😭 Every donation, regardless of size, can make a tremendous difference. Your support is a beacon of hope in these dark times. ✨

Our campaign is progressing slowly, and no one has donated to us so far. 🥹 We desperately need your urgent support to overcome this crisis.

Our campaign is verified by:

@beesandwatermelons ✅#190 and

@gazavetters ✅#63.

You can support us through this link: https://gofund.me/463cbf01 💔

From the bottom of our hearts, thank you. Let's come together to rebuild our lives. 🙏❤️

Your kindness and support mean everything to us. Your donations will directly help us rebuild our lives. Thank you once again for your incredible support! 🌹

I’m sorry, I can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your post to spread the word.

Imagine waking up to the deafening roar of explosions, your tent shaking violently as the earth trembles beneath you. In an instant, everything is chaos—your children scream in terror, clutching onto you as you scramble to escape. The sky is filled with smoke and falling debris, the air thick with dust and panic. There is no time to think, no time to gather what little you have left. You run—barefoot, desperate, carrying your baby in your arms—praying that you will make it out alive.

Images: Hossam sent us images of what his family's tent looks like today after violent airstrikes in Gaza last night (03/17/2025).

Video: to further prove the validity of Hossam's story, we have included an Al Jazeera news report that Hossam sent to us, in which he briefly appears (at the 0:48 mark)

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Story written by @rumiandroses

For Hossam Al-Qazzaz and his family, this nightmare became reality LAST NIGHT (03/17/2025) when an airstrike obliterated their tent—their last refuge after losing their home, a casualty of the war in Gaza. With no shelter, no safety, and nowhere left to run, they are once again plunged into unimaginable uncertainty as the ceasefire in Gaza collapses and war reignites around them.

Hossam, a dedicated father of four, has already lost his home, his job, and his peace of mind due to the relentless bombardments in Gaza in the 15 months preceding the now,-collapsed ceasefire. Now, with nothing but debris around them, he, his wife Hanan, and their four children—Bashar (9), Hani (8), Diana (4), and 5-month-old Habiba—are now struggling to survive with no roof over their heads.

The suffering extends beyond Hossam, his wife, and his children. Hossam is also the sole caretaker of his elderly parents, aged 75 and 72, both in fragile health. His father is suffering from severe burns and urgently needs medical care, while his mother battles high blood pressure and requires constant attention. But with no home, no stable source of income, and skyrocketing prices for essentials like rice and cooking gas—driven by the border closures and the ban on goods entering Gaza—Hossam is trapped in an incredibly difficult and stressful situation.

Despite these unbearable challenges, Hossam is not asking for much—only the money needed to survive, and to be able to evacuate to safety when the border crossing opens again.

"All we want is to live in dignity," Hossam pleads.

This is where you can make a difference. Every small donation—no matter how modest—can help provide food, clothing, and medical care for Hossam, Hanan, their children, and elderly parents. It can help ensure that Habiba gets the milk and diapers she desperately needs and that his family is not left out in the open with nowhere to turn.

Please, if you can, donate or share Hossam’s story today. Your support can be the difference between survival and despair.

Please consider donating to the Al-Qazzaz family’s original fundraiser to help them buy food and essentials and rebuild their tent:

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Donate to Support Hossam’s afflicted family to rebuild their lives., organized by nouraldin alqazzaz

Dear reader, I am Hussam Al-Qazzaz from Gaza, and I am wr… nouraldin alqazzaz needs your support for Support Hossam’s afflicted family t

Our founder, Bethany-Grace ( @rumiandroses ) is also sponsoring a fundraising campaign to help Hossam, Hanan and their entire family evacuate to safety. If everyone donates a little, we might be able to get them to safety the moment the border crossing opens again:

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Help the Al-Qazzaz Family Rebuild Their Lives

My name is Bethany-Grace, and I am the founder of The Gaza Giving Tree, a volunteer initiative dedicated to amplifying the voices of civilia

Together, we can ensure that Hossam's family does not just survive—but begins to rebuild a life of safety, stability, and hope.

Hossam’s campaign has been vetted by @gazavetters, and (#287) on their list of verified campaigns.

Normal, electric- seems fine

Blue Sunstone smiled.

““I can see why, they’re so pretty!”

Blue Sunstone was walking when she noticed the old building. Being curious, and against her own inner judgment, she got closer. Right when she was at the door, she thought she heard someone inside. At first she was nervous, but then realized it sounded almost like an animal. She got curious, and slowly entered the building. “Ugh, why am I doing this? I know better! This is such a bad idea!” Even though she said that, she slowly kept going.

*they were in the flower room, their first friend's former office, tending to the flowers and cleaning off the furniture*

Hello, I am Umm Anas from the northern Gaza Strip. We are a family of 12 people. We are in the northern Gaza Strip and have been besieged since the beginning of the war. There is no food, no water, no medicine. There is education for my children. Schools have been bombed and universities have been bombed. Our homes have been damaged. Food is very expensive. The prices are high. Please help us and donate via The link is in my biographyhttps://gofund.me/472a172b

I’m sorry, I can’t donate, but I’ll be sure to reblog your post to spread the word.

new blog

@the-mute-gardener is a new blog. It’s an ask/rp blog for my furry oc Orrin!

Note: this blog, @a-fluttering-flame, @corrupted-sunstone, @ask-sunbow, @ask-scp-5258-the-smoking-ghost, @burning-heart-au are all still in use.

Save Dr. Farhat's family from genocide in Gaza

👇 "Unveil the truth – Dive into the full story."

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Donate to Save Dr. Farhat's family from genocide in Gaza, organized by Farhat's Family

In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily … Farhat's Family needs your support for Save Dr. Farhat's family fro

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In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily reality, lies the deeply moving tale of Dr. Husam Farhat and his family. Amidst the relentless bombardment, Dr. Farhat faced an unthinkable tragedy: the martyrdom of his beloved sisters, Inas and Amal, along with their husbands and children, and his brother Mustafa. This devastating loss shattered not only their dreams but also their hopes for a peaceful future.

Life Before the War: Memories of a Beautiful Home

Before the war, my life revolved around a beautiful home where I lived with my wife, our daughter Sham, and our sons Muhannad and Muhammad. This home was more than just a place to live; it was a sanctuary filled with love, warmth, and the joy of watching my children grow. Every corner of our home echoed with their laughter, turning it into a place where dreams for the future felt not only possible but inevitable, but then the war came, and in an instant, everything changed. The place where we once felt safe and secure was reduced to rubble. The life we had carefully built, the dreams we had nurtured, and the bright future we had planned were all torn apart. The war didn’t just destroy our home; it uprooted our entire existence, leaving us with nothing but the painful memories of what once was, Now, standing in the ruins of our former life, I'm left with fragments of a distant dream. The joy and security we once knew have been replaced by loss and uncertainty as we face a future overshadowed by harsh realities.

The Loss of My Professional Dream and Life After the War

And it wasn’t just my home that was destroyed. My accounting office, one of the most renowned in Palestine, was also reduced to rubble. I had worked tirelessly to build this office, which wasn't just a place of business but a reflection of my passion and dedication to the field of accounting. It was our primary source of income, providing financial stability and security for my family, My office was well-known for its exceptional services and strong reputation among clients. Over the years, it had become a symbol of success and hard work in the accounting world. But the war took it all away in an instant. Everything I had worked so hard to achieve was destroyed, and years of effort and dedication were wiped out in moments, Now, I stand on the ruins of my office, just as I stand on the ruins of my life, trying to piece together the remnants of my dreams and memories. This office was a source of pride for me and my family, but the war has left us with nothing, facing an uncertain and difficult future.

War's Toll on My Dreams and Future

The war didn’t just destroy my home and office; it shattered my dreams and future. As a PhD candidate in Accounting Information Systems at Universiti Utara Malaysia, I was in my final year, pursuing research that is a significant contribution to my field and valuable to entrepreneurs. With a master’s degree with distinction and a bachelor's degree, I also taught at several universities, sharing my knowledge and passion, But the war disrupted everything. Years of hard work, academic progress, and my contributions to the field have been torn apart, leaving me with an uncertain future. Now, I am faced with the daunting task of not only rebuilding my life but also reviving the dreams and ambitions that once drove me. The journey ahead is filled with challenges, but my resolve to continue remains strong.

Displacement and Uncertainty After the War

Now, after all this devastation, my family and I are living as displaced people, homeless and jobless, with no clear future for ourselves or our children. Every day is a struggle to find food for my children, who have been robbed of every chance at a normal life by this war. Once, we lived in Shuja'iyya, in North Gaza, where we had a home, a life, and dreams. But now, after being displaced over nine times, we find ourselves in the refugee camps of Nuseirat, the war has stripped us of everything—our home, our security, and our future. Our daily life has become a constant search for basic necessities, a far cry from the life we once knew. The dreams I had for my children and myself now feel like distant memories, overshadowed by the relentless challenges of survival. Each day brings new uncertainties, as we navigate this harsh new reality, clinging to the hope that one day we might rebuild what was lost.

Rebuild Hope: A Call to Stand with Us

We urgently call on all those who stand in solidarity with us, and every supporter, to help save what remains of our lives. Your assistance, even in small ways, can make a significant difference in helping us rebuild and restore our shattered world, rebuilding feels like an insurmountable task, but with your help, we can begin to piece together what was lost. Your contributions, no matter how small, can provide the foundation we need to start anew, offering hope and a chance at a better future for our family. Your solidarity means the world to us as we navigate these challenging times.

👉 https://gofund.me/e9f9ce20

Thank you for your compassion, your time, and your commitment to freedom and justice.

With deepest gratitude,

Dr. Farhat's Family

Where is your gemstone? When you drew yourself it didn't show up.

Oh, I’m sorry. When drew that I knew it probably wouldn’t show. My gem is on my left palm, but I’m right handed.

**Hello everyone**💫,🍉

I hope you are doing well. I need your support as my family is struggling due to the situation in Gaza💔.

I have posted their story along with photos.🙏🏻 Please consider sharing this post to help us reach more people who can offer support.🗣

Could you reblog the pinned post from my account🥺❤?

Thank you very much for your time and kindnes

https://www.gofundme.com/f/desired-hope-help-mahmoods-family-to-leave-gaza

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