Guys I Don’t Want To Optimize You If You Still Care About Genocide In Gaza .

Hello My dearest friends,🌟

My name is Mahmoud Jihad, from Gaza. My home, my university, everything has been destroyed. I now live in a flimsy tent with my family after losing everything. I was studying Information Technology while caring for my family, and now we have nothing. 😔

We are living amidst indescribable destruction and desperately need your help to survive. 😭 Even a small donation can make a huge difference. Every contribution is a spark of hope in the darkness of this war. ✨

My campaign is verified by: @beesandwatermelons ✅ #190 and @gazavetters ✅ #63.

My GoFundMe link: https://gofund.me/463cbf01

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts. Let's rebuild our lives together. 🙏❤️

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Please don't ignore my story💔🇵🇸🥹🙏

I hope you are all well, I am Hanan from Gaza, I am in dire need of donations please, we live in tents, the rain water is leaking and it is very cold, my house was bombed and we narrowly escaped death and my children were hit by shrapnel, I am a mother of two children, Dana, 3 years old and Adam, 2 months old, Adam was born during the war, I went out from the hospital to the tent, we cannot buy food because of the high prices, there are no winter clothes for my children, the situation is very difficult, I am in dire need of saving my children's lives from death, I want you to support my campaign for me to protect my children from the dangers of the war we are living between death, destruction and the smell of blood, please help me for my children, I hope with your humanity, kindness and doing good for my children, they die every day, I cannot see my children suffering greatly, suffering and displacement, we have been displaced several times, our tent was destroyed due to displacement, I cannot provide the minimum needs for my children. Please do not let me down. I need your support and donations so that I can collect and secure travel expenses and survive from death. Please help me, I will be very grateful🇵🇸🙏🥹.

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Helping a Family Get Out Of Gaza, organized by Serene Issa

Hello, I hope you all are doing well! My name is Mohamed Monir Ahmad Mahmoud, I’m a h… Serene Issa needs your support for Helping a Fami

Ahmed Saad or @/90-ghost's brother in law is currently doing his best to organise the evacuation of his family from Gaza. This family suffers from a combination of ailments that all require medical attention. This is the description on their GFM page:

Hello, I hope you all are doing well!

My name is Mohamed Monir Ahmad Mahmoud, I’m a hemophilia patient from Gaza. I decided to start this campaign with all the hope that you could support me in evacuating Gaza to do surgery for me and my daughter and start a fresh life with my 5 kids out of the ongoing genocide in Gaza [...] I was supposed to go out at the end of 2023 to have surgery on my knees but since 7 October, I had no chance due to the procedures on Rafah crossing, the gate of Gazans to the world. Now, my knees and elbows are bleeding with no access to any type of care and if things stand as they are in Gaza, I won’t be able to walk or make any effort because of the bleeding (currently I am barely able to set up a small fire in front of the tent to prepare food for my kids).

What I ask is 60,000, for travel costs because each one would need to pay 5,000-8,000$ to be allowed to leave Gaza through Rafah crossing and we need around 3000$ more in Egypt for our stay and to obtain visas. We will be heading to Brazil where my brother Diaa lives and there is a huge chance to do the surgeries and access health care as the health care for Hemophilia patients in Brazil is one of the most advanced in the world.

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Helping a Family Get Out Of Gaza, organized by Serene Issa

Hello, I hope you all are doing well! My name is Mohamed Monir Ahmad Mahmoud, I’m a h… Serene Issa needs your support for Helping a Fami

please give generously!!

• Do not leave the post until you leave a trace of you by sharing , or donating, please🙏🇵🇸🍉

📍Help me and my family ❤️‍🩹

I am Rabah Zayed, 45 years old, my

wife Manal Riyad, 42 years old. Our sweet and beautiful family consists of four sons (Al-Waleed and Bilal / 11 years old - Yamen / 4 years old and Tim 18 months old) and two daughters (Shahd / 16 years old and Malak / 15 years old) in addition to my elderly and sick mother who lives with us. Our life was happy and stable, and our children were distinguished and excelled in their schools. We had many dreams that we intended to achieve for our family. Together, we established our own project in the field of fashion. We worked on it day and night until we succeeded in establishing it to ensure a decent life for our family. Suddenly, all our dreams were shattered, our home and our project were completely destroyed. My beautiful city was destroyed. We fled from death many times and fled to Al-Ahli Hospital. When it was bombed over our heads on OCT/17/2023, my daughter Shahd and I were injured in the bombing. After receiving treatment, we were forced to move from one city to another, and we ended up becoming Our shelter is a tent far from our home and dreams.

My children suffer a lot with us in arranging our difficult life affairs, between the cold of winter and the heat of summer, and the daily suffering in providing daily life needs such as providing drinking water and providing food with the huge rise in prices and the continued bombing and destruction. We have tried several times to leave and travel to escape death to a safe place and a safer life, and this requires a large sum of money ($5,000 per adult and $2,500 per child) in proportion to the number of members of my family and my sick mother, each separately. What we hope for is support and assistance in obtaining a decent and stable life for me, my mother and my family and to secure the future of my children and my family.

We thank you for understanding our difficult circumstances and your desire to help and support us.

Tim, 18 months ❤️‍🩹, was displaced from his home when he was seven months old. Dadah sought to provide cheese and diapers. He suffered from many diseases due to malnutrition and the poor conditions left by the war. He is very afraid of the sounds of bombing and explosions.

My name is Yamen, I am 4 years old and the troublemaker in my family I love mama, papa and my family very much I am the spoiled one in my family. I had many toys, many dreams, and I loved chocolate But now there are no games, no chocolate, and nothing I love except the sound of bullets and fear

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Donate to Hope for Gaza: Support Rabah’s Family Rebuild Their Lives, organized by Ayam Zaid

My name is Ayam, and I'm reaching out in a time of urgent need for… Ayam Zaid needs your support for Hope for Gaza: Support Rabah’s Family R

The only thing I have left is my children

After I lost everything and the people dearest to me, I did not know what to do except think about saving my children’s lives and taking them out of the war zone. Please donate or share the link.

You are my only hope.

I didn't get any donations

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Donate to Urgent Help Alaa Family leave Gaza, organized by Alaa Amsse

My name is Alaa, I'm a Palestinian mother of two children: Maria and Hamza, and expectin… Alaa Amsse needs your support for Urgent Help Alaa

can white people stop boo-hooing about how they lost their favorite vacation spot because of the fires on maui? it’s vile. people lost their lives and their homes. no one gives a shit that your colonizing ass can’t go somewhere you were never welcome anyway

Hello dear .. Please do not ignore our suffering

My name is Salman Helles from the afflicted and massively destroyed Gaza Strip..

My family consists of many children, women and elderly people and we are suffering from horrific tragic conditions .. Our house was bombed in the northern Gaza Strip and we were displaced to the southern Gaza Strip to Deir al-Balah and the family was scattered in tents and shelters in Deir al-Balah .. The conditions are extremely tragic where children suffer from the spread of diseases among them and the elderly and women in my family suffer from miserable conditions ..

There is no water, food or electricity in the Gaza Strip and the treatment is getting worse day after day ..

For more than 330 days we have been oppressed and wronged in the Gaza Strip and we are exposed to violent barbaric bombing ..

We would never ask for help and donations but the miserable conditions in the Gaza Strip forced us to do so ..

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Donate to Save the family of Salman Hellis from the Gaza Strip, organized by Salman Hellis

Hello dear .. Please do not ignore our suffering My name is Salman… Salman Hellis needs your support for Save the family of Salman Hellis f

I appeal to the owners of human consciences and free people in this world to provide us with help ..

Your help, no matter how small, means a lot to us because it contributes to saving us and alleviating our suffering ..

Please donate to us or share my campaign On your blog and for your friends

I assure you that my campaign is completely legitimate

btw the palestinian children’s relief fund is currently running a fundraiser & is more than halfway to their goal of $10,000 !

here’s a link for anyone who is willing & able to donate, please share so it can reach more people, especially as the weather grows colder & these children are desperately lacking resources.

(at $5,314 / $10,000 as of December 1)

WHO DID THIS TO YOU?

First Years/Prefect Romantic Poly (Deuce Centric)

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The Prefect knew that their lovers were going to raise hell when they finally got back from club.

Grim was going to raise hell.

There was going to be a lot of hell raising going on and the Prefect didn’t really know what to do about it or really if they should.

It wasn’t like they liked pain. They were a normal, everyday kind of person that tried their best to avoid it. And they weren’t so altruistic that they wanted to start a fight with their lovers to protect the assholes that had hit them.

But well…their lovers could take it a bit far.

Sevens, any of their friends would take it far and it was a miracle that they managed to get back to Ramshackle without anyone else seeing them in this state.

The last time someone had laid a hand on them – and they had tried to fight back, really! But the Octavinelle student was like, twice their size! Bigger than Floyd even! – Sebek had nearly killed the guy and it was only Malleus pulling strings and Lillia making points of Crowley not protecting his students to get their half-fae off with just a month of detention and no criminal record.

Unfortunately they weren’t exactly in a state capable of hiding what had been done and they wouldn’t lie to their lovers like that anyway.

They just wished they could break it to them a little easier and with forewarning. Trying to message them, though, or call would cause the same kind of panic either way, though, so there was nothing they could do but wait.

The Prefect was just starting to work themself up into a fit of anxiety when they heard the front door open.

“Anata?” Deuce’s voice called from the entrance as they heard him shuffling around to toe off his shoes and set his track bag down near the closet to take back with him to Heartslabyul later.

“Aa, welcome back Deuce.” They managed, standing from the sofa and shifting nervously, glad that at least they had had time to change out of the bloody clothes.

“Practice ended a little early. Jack is on his way he just had to-…” Deuce froze when he stepped into the lounge and caught sight of them, the water bottle in his hand clattering to the floor.

The Prefect winced slightly at the horror and anguish that was quickly giving way to guilt in their lover’s sea blue eyes, hating that even more than anything else.

“I’m alright, it’s just…” but they let their words trail off as the other took numb steps to meet them before ever so gently reaching his hands to cup their face.

He touched them like they were made of glass as his eyes traveled over the already darkening black eye and the split lip that had only just minutes ago stopped bleeding. There were other bruises and scrapes – one on their jaw and another on their cheek bone on the same side as the black eye – but those were the worst.

“Who did this to you?” he whispered, his brow furrowed and broken in a way that the Prefect hated hearing.

Hated the guilt laced liberally throughout and how they always seemed to be a cause of pain for their lovers simply because they weren’t able to protect themselves against the students that saw them as an insult and weak target.

They were a weak target.

They were weak and magicless and didn’t even belong in that world.

It wasn’t surprising that they were a target.

But they wished they were able to at least protect themselves enough to not cause the people they cared about to hurt as if they felt every hit on their own body instead.

Words caught in their throat and they swallowed thickly, trying to push back the tears. They hadn’t cried when they had been thrown to the ground or when they had to cover their head to protect from the vicious kicks. Tears would have only made it worse and they didn’t want to give that kind of satisfaction to the assholes.

Deuce watched them struggling, watched them try to blink away the tears unsuccessfully and how their split lip trembled as they tried to find their voice through the pain and helplessness they clearly still felt.

His expression hardened, eyes narrowing and teeth gritting as a snarl pulled on his lips.

His voice was just as soft as moments before but now it was shaky in a barely contained rage that they could feel through his trembling fingers still oh so gently cupping their face.

“Who did this to you?”

They told him.

Deuce’s eyes flashed and he leaned forward to press the softest of kisses against their forehead, a silent promise.

“Jack will be home in a minute. Lock the door behind me.” He said before turning and storming out, hands already clenched into fists and prepared to return every bruise on their Prefect with ten of his own.

The Prefect watched him go, didn’t try to stop him as they knew it was pointless. Instead they closed the door like Deuce said and locked it before pulling out their phone and texting Ace and Sebek. They would be the closest ones to be able to find Deuce the fastest and hopefully prevent the worst as their lover was planning on taking on a fight of three on his own.

Hopefully Ace and Sebek would be able to get there before Deuce killed anyone.

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Hi guys, hope you liked it. I was inspired by THIS and had to write this up real fast. It's not beta'd or anything so please ignore any mistakes ^_^'. Tell me what you think. <3

Help Us Evacuate Gaza

Hello everyone, I am Ghazi Alamoudi from the northern Gaza Strip, displaced in Deir Al-Balah, and living in a tent with my family.😢🥺

My family and I are facing unimaginable hardship due to the ongoing war in Gaza. We have lost our home, my career, and our sense of safety. Now, we are living in a small tent, trying to survive each day amidst the chaos and destruction.

Before the war, I worked as an instructional designer, building a future for my family. But that life has been shattered. We are now desperate to find safety and start over. But we need your help. We are trying to raise funds to escape Gaza and rebuild our lives in a place where we can finally find peace.

Before — This was my life before the war, filled with hope and promise.

After — This is what remains after the destruction.

What once stood as a symbol of hope, my Home is now nothing but shattered walls and debris. I had just finished building our home, a place where I could finally feel safe. But in the blink of an eye, everything was destroyed by the ongoing war. The sounds of explosions filled the air, and I fled with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Now, where our memories and dreams once lived, all that remains is devastation.

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