I’M SO SORRY THIS IS LATE BUT HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY CUTIE!!! @dulcesiabits I hope it was a good one <3
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characters: jamil/ruggie/riddle (together)
reader: gn (”you” pronouns)
CW: dubious use of aphrodisiacs/aphrodisiac bites (non-nsfw dubcon (i still don’t know what else to call this)) - also also: blood and blood drinking/turning described vividly.
Eternity tends to dampen the senses. At least, that’s how it felt for Jamil. Just as food no longer tasted as fine and sunlight no longer brought him joy as it warmed his skin, he found his emotions muted over time. His happiness felt like dull relief, his disappointment little more than a passing bother. Nothing seemed to affect him anymore, instead reflecting off his skin as he approached each endless day with an impassive glare.
That was why he knew exactly what was wrong when he felt it: that horrible, stinging pain that shot through his body, like he had been impaled by a red-hot iron rod and molten steel had been poured in the void where his soul used to be. Jamil crumpled to his knees, clutching and clawing at his shirt and biting his own tongue, uncaring as his fang pierced through the skin. The thought of tearing his heart out passed his mind - there was only one person who could make him feel that way, and anything that could spur this on was bad, bad, bad.
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Today's list of vetted fundraisers!
1: Amal & Nasser family 75$
2: Waled Family 740$
3: Yousef family kr8170
4: Farah Mohamed 382 €
5: Hassan’s family 664$
6: kawrhar family €170
7: jamal shamia kr67,038
8: Ahlam ramadan €1524
9 : hasan family $387
10: Mai’s family $261
Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Is it possible to donate? If not, please repost. Thank you🙏🇵🇸🌹🍉
EVERYONE DONATE!! THEY'RE ONLY AT 28% OF THEIR GOAL!!
A few memes from when I was gone
Hello Dear,
I hope you get my message while you're fine. I'm Tahseen Alkhazendar, from Gaza, Palestine. I'm a hardworking and responsible father striving to secure a decent life for my wife and 3 children. After October 7th, our life took a drastic turn with the commencement of the cruel war on Gaza. Unfortunately everything I owned is completely lost after my house and business got bombed and destroyed. We are currently suffering slow death and living a devastating life in Gaza.
I have created a new campaign to help my family get the basic needs of food, drink, etc. I’ve had a previous campaign titled “tahseengaza” but this one has been terminated. My new campaign is vetted by @olagaza, @90-ghost, & @northgazaupdates.
All of what I am asking of you is to reblog the pinned post on my page and to donate if you can. It would mean so much if you could take a look at my GoFundMe https://www.gofundme.com/f/tahseen-family-from-gaza-not-to-feel-hungry. Please donate and share with others.
By sharing/reblogging and donating, you are helping me, my wife, and 3 children survive the ravages of famine and genocide. You will give us hope to rebuild our home, and reclaim some of the life which was stolen from us.
I would also be very grateful if you could follow me to stay updated. I am waiting for your response. Thanks in advance for your kindness and support.
Sincerely, Tahseen
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I'm never forgetting the Palestinian babies that were left to starve to death then rot in their beds by the IOF.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian doctors surrounded by bodies of dead children begging the world to stop the slaughter.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian children who held a press conference in English to beg the world to stop murdering them because they want to live.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Priest who said "We will not accept your apology after the genocide" to the world.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Imam who used the speakers of the Mosque, not to call people to prayer but to call out to God while the world around them was burning from American supplied Israeli bombs.
I'm never forgetting the grandfather who held his dead grandchild in his arms. Or the father carrying the remains of his two children in plastic shopping bags. Or the mother holding her dead child in a shroud. Or the father sitting among the rubble after he lost his whole family. Or the girl trapped under a broken building begging for people to save her family first. Or the boy who cried when he saw his brother alive. Or the girl who asked if she was still alive after being pulled from the rubble. Or the boy who carried the remains of his brother in his backpack. Or the old man the IOF used for a photoshoot before they shot him dead after getting pictures. Or the little boy wearing plastic gloves to pick up the remains of his family. Or the graves desecrated. Or the body of that small baby girl left alone in a tent because no one knew who she was or if her family was alive, small and alone and not one person who knew her name to bury her. Or the young boy who was shot in the street while his sister watched from the window. Or the men and boys who were stripped naked in winter. Or those tortured. Or those made to stand in open graves. Or the people who were raped by IOF soldiers. Or Palestinian workers kidnapped by the IOF and then labeled with wristbands, each one reduced to a number, then made to walk back to Gaza to be killed in the world's largest open air concentration camp. Or the people of Gaza starving because Israeli Zionists are blocking aid trucks. Or the Israelis dancing and celebrating the death of Palestinians. Or the lies spread by Zionists and their supporters. Or the people profiting off the oppression and deaths of Palestinians. Or the people of the West Bank being killed or kidnapped by the IOF. Or old woman who was older than the creation of the terror state of "Israel" who was shot by snipers for saying that. Or the Israelis dressed up as Palestinians to enter a hospital and kill three Palestinians in their beds. Or every single Palestinian currently kept in an Israeli prison. Or the journalists, doctors, poets, men, women, children, and the unborn all massacred. Or the fact that WCNSF exists now. Or the woman who refused to wash the blood from her hands. Or the dead, unburied and unmourned.
I'm never forgetting those who chose silence in the face of a genocide.
I may not know all their names but I will not forget the over 30,000 Palestinians dead. Or the over 60, 000 people hurt. Or the unknown number of people missing, still lost under the rubble. Or the 12,000 children slaughtered. An entire generation crippled or murdered.
I will never forget these things when Palestine is free.
Hello, I’ts Nour from Gaza,
My family shattered between northern and southern Gaza after my husband was forced to leave us and return to the north on foot🚶
He told me: "The journey was long and tough, but I felt like my heart was carrying me, not my foot"
The devastation in the north is beyond words, The place is practically uninhabitable, but sadly, our family have no other choice 💔
We are looking for a spot to fix it up and settle, hoping to reunite soon
I urgently need your genuine support, the costs of rent and repairs are overwhelming, but together, we can find a way to reunite 🕊️
Whether you contribute through donations to reunite my family or simply share this message to reach others who can help, every action matters 🙏🏻
Thank you for standing by us 🕊️
🌟 Our campaign is vetted by 🇵🇸 @/gazavetters List at #291
Hello, I am Bashaer from Gaza my husband was martyred in the brutal war. When I was pregnant , after few months I was born my daughter in the war. She is 3 months old now, She become an orphan.
I would be truly grateful if you could help me with a donation in order to save my child and my family from the dangers of war and death in Gaza and escape to a safe place
Vetted by . @el-shab-hussein @90-ghost
Please Share Or Replog Or Donate For My Family 🙏
https://gofund.me/74e87f75
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Fahed Shehab has contacted me to post his fundraiser. I have verified this is a completely legit fundraiser.
Please do not hesitate to donate.
Noury, a Palestinian artist currently in Palestine, is as of today (February 4th 2024) having a fundraiser to help with her and her families surgeries. Noury alone has no right eye, an open cheek & forehead, a fractured wrist. She and her family were in a school and were targeted by tank missiles. She has had these injuries for months now.
From Noury: Hey everyone... I'm terrified for my family's situation so I set up a fundraiser if anyone would like to help us with our surgeries and situation. It would mean the world if you took a look, considered donating, and shared with friends. I love you all
Link to tweet here | Link to fundraiser here
PLEASE donate here and share
→ More than 100,000 (of 120,000) ethnic Armenians had to flee Artsakh to Armenia due to Azeri aggression. World leaders chose not to sanction Azerbaijan or offer any substantial intervention over the past 3 years while Armenians endured violence, shelling, and a nearly yearlong blockade - all on top of a global pandemic.
→ Azerbaijan deprived Artsakh of food, medical supplies, and outside aid, and took advantage of the West's reliance on its oil supply to force Artsakh to capitulate. With almost the entire population having fled out of fear of continued violence and ethnic cleansing, displaced Armenians are relying heavily on government and community support as they rebuild their lives.
→ "As tens of thousands of ethnic Armenians flee their homes in Nagorno-Karabakh, several international experts say the exodus meets the conditions for the war crime of "deportation or forcible transfer", or even a crime against humanity."
Awareness and donations are critical at this time.
Kooyrigs Artsakh Housing Development Fund
VIVA: Doctors and volunteers for Armenia
Armenian Food Bank