some more of my TADC mutant AU, I’ve got some really cool ideas and an updated design of gummigoo might be coming soon…
please donate to these people to help them!
THE REALITY WE FACE
We are not just struggling—we are starving. When we manage to eat today, we don’t know if we will survive tomorrow. Hunger gnaws at us constantly. Every day feels like our lives are slipping away.
We are without clean water, without proper shelter, and many of us, including those living with HIV, are without the medicine we desperately need to stay alive. Every day is a fight for survival. Without help, our future is uncertain.
HOW YOU CAN HELP: YOUR DONATION SAVES LIVES.
We are reaching out to you because we cannot do this alone. Your donation, no matter how small, can make the difference between life and death for us. The money will be used to provide:
1: FOOD.
2: CLEAN WATER.
3: SHELTER to protect us from violence and the harsh environment.
4: MEDICATION for those living with HIV/AIDS, who are suffering without care.
EVERY DOLLAR BRINGS HOPE.
Your support doesn’t just offer us food or water—it brings us hope. Hope that tomorrow we won’t starve. Hope that we can have shelter and safety. Hope that we can live to see a future where our identities are not a death sentence.
This is me Aya.. 🇵🇸
Imagine you wake up with nothing left.That's exactly what happened with us .we moved from having everything to having nothing.In a blink of an eye ,we lost everything, our house ,dreams, memories belongings and our works. We are starting from zero and need your help to climb the leader step by step from scratch.
All the positive words cannot express how generous you are, especially in sharing my posts to inform other donors about the people of Gaza who are still suffering from the terrible conditions caused by the unjust war on Gaza!
Please continue to support us by donating directly or by sharing the link to let others know. Don't hesitate to help people in difficult and miserable times until the dark days are over. 🙏🏻🍉
https://gofund.me/c4c2cf82
go help this person out by donating!!!!
hey guys! These people really need our help, please consider donating if you see this!!
It has been a week and two days since we were brutally attacked. Our shelters our tents, the only homes we had were demolished, many of them set on fire. As I’ve shared in previous updates here, we were severely beaten by a homophobic local community for one simple reason: being LGBTIQ+.
We were forced to flee for our lives, leaving behind what little we had. Now, we are sleeping in the compound of a nearby police station, hoping it provides some level of safety. But even here, safety is not guaranteed.
We sleep on the bare ground without any bedding or mosquito nets, and many of us have fallen sick with malaria. We live in constant fear that the attackers will return. On top of this, we have no food or clean water, and our situation is becoming increasingly desperate.
I am pleading with you if you’re reading this, please consider donating to our fundraiser. Any amount, no matter how small, will make a huge difference. Your donations will go directly toward:
• Providing food and clean water.
• Rebuilding shelters and securing tents.
• Purchasing medicine to treat malaria and other illnesses.
We also need your help to spread the word. Please reblog this post so it can reach as many people as possible. Share it widely and help us show the world what we, as LGBTIQ+ refugees in East Africa, are going through every single day.
Your support could save lives. Thank you for standing with us
🚨flour is scarce, and hunger is gnawing at my children's stomachs. 🚨‼️
For months, my family and I haven't tasted any fresh vegetables or meat. Obtaining bread has become an impossible task. Hunger has reached the point where we've been forced to sell some of our personal and household belongings, which we acquired after our house was completely demolished, to raise money for our basic needs amid the skyrocketing prices of flour and other scarce goods available in the markets.
The severe restrictions imposed by the Israeli occupation authorities on the entry of humanitarian aid and commercial goods have led to the depletion of everything in the markets and the rise in prices. As a result, famine has "eaten" our bodies. Due to the intense hunger, we eat flour that is infested with weevils and insects.
Any small donation can make a difference 🍉
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these guys only have 25 dollars left before they reach their donation goal! Donate please to help them out!
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Please help me rebulid my Bakery
I'm Ismail Almughanni an entrepreneur from devastated Gaza trying his best to rebuild his Bakery 🍞🥐🥖
On a quiet morning, the aroma of freshly baked bread filled the street, signaling the start of a new day at your small bakery, a place you took immense pride in. For years, this bakery had been a haven where people from all around would gather to enjoy the warm, delicious pastries and bread that you carefully crafted. It was a symbol of hard work, a beacon of hope, and a destination for anyone seeking a taste of comfort amidst life's challenges.
But one day, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The sounds of bombing began to shake the city, and it wasn’t long before the fires of war reached your neighborhood. There was no warning, no chance to escape or save what you could. Shells rained down on the district that housed your beloved bakery. You watched helplessly from a distance, unable to do anything.
Minutes passed like hours. When the noise finally subsided, and the thick smoke that blocked out the sun began to clear, you looked towards your cherished place. It was destroyed.
The walls that once protected you and brought you closer to your customers had collapsed, and the oven where you had kindled the flames of hope had turned to ash. Everything was shattered, broken, as if that place had never been a sanctuary of peace and comfort.
But the destruction wasn’t just physical. The pain in your heart was far greater than any material loss, a place filled with beautiful memories now reduced to rubble. The moments when you saw smiles on people’s faces as they savored your bread, the laughter that echoed through the bakery—those were now just memories, dissolving in the ashes of devastation.
As days went by, you tried to piece together the fragments, not just of the bakery but of yourself as well. You knew rebuilding wouldn’t be easy, and the wounds left by the war wouldn’t heal quickly. But you also knew that the hope you had infused into your bread would remain alive in your heart, even if the tables and chairs were destroyed, even if the bakery itself was gone.
The bakery may have been destroyed by war, but its spirit lives on in you, in everyone who tasted your bread, and in everyone who walked into that small place and found a slice of happiness.
hi hi hello! Please help by donating to these wonderful survivors and help them rebuild their lives, if you can’t, please repost or send this to people who can! Much love and stay safe, please!
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
I just redesigned a character, hope you like(d) Toonsville because that’s the direction the robots are going in (dang the quality is so bad)
Sparkle on! Don't forget DL6! The artist for the pfp I'm using is Yucheng Li
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