🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
Being reminded that I’m going to die one day when I try to sleep is God’s punishment for me eating a burger with a fork and knife
trans het labru is the way (My rare once a month interest in Labru)
kabru, after trying for months to get laios' attention, finally successfully sleeps with the underemployed cashier at his local 24/7 convenience store. they pass out in laios' bed and shes sleeping like a rock bc they hooked up immediately after her twelve hour shift, but kabru wakes in the night. his stomach is growling... he hadnt eaten that day. did he eat yesterday?
he feels terrible about waking laios so he elects to just raid the kitchenette as quietly as possible in the complete darkness. he shuffles around by the dim light of his phone screen until he finds the familiar shape of cup noodles and the electric kettle on the counter.
he opens the lid as the water boils. it smells.... sweet? whatever, its probably fine. he just needs to eat something so he can try and get back to sleep. he waits impatiently as it cooks, and the sweet smell only grows more pronounced--it smells like hot cocoa. was this not cup noodles? was it like, some kind of brownie cup? he hadnt been able to see the label on it very well, so hed just assumed...
he sticks his chop sticks into the cup, and its definitely noodles. does he have covid? is his sense of smell just fucked? if he does, he supposes theres little he can do now until he can get a test in the morning, and he really should eat something either way
he takes his first bite. his nose hadnt lied--the noodles are smores flavored. he has just slept with a woman who buys smores flavored noodles. and now he has to eat them
worst of all ... its really not that bad
forwards ☆ beckon ☆ rebound again ☆ and again ☆ and again
🔮 kofi link in bio if you’re feeling generous 🔮
One my largest pieces ever, about 10+ hours 🔥
an accomplice turned victim his apology, long overdue
Basically, What happened on October 9th, 1997 But very very abridged
A trope of mine I want see more: A Fujoshi and a Himedanshi are wholesome best friends with complicated feelings for their contrast
Transhuro is Beloved in this house, I sometimes forget she's not a girl
A thought inspired by this post on Toshiro getting something out of his chestplate her bra
There's this one video where Katya Zamolodchikova (drag queen) is talking about how after a function she went to shower and instead of taking off her wig she just clipped it, realised afterwards that taking it off would've been easier, but didn't because she felt ✨like a girl✨
And I'm just thinking. wow, Toshiro's final egg cracker being Falin but really there were fractures put there by aaaaall of the girls in her life lol.
(gonna use he/him below since I think it transmits the concept I'm going for better)
Imagine Toshiro, age 15, sees Hien take something out of her chest bandages for the first time. Goes, woah, that's smart actually. Copies her.
Then pauses.
Marvels briefly at the "✨like a girl✨" feeling,
But they're in the middle of work so the moment passes and they go back to work.
Takes another 11 years and probably a couple other -isms adopted from Maizuru, Beni, and maybe even Namari before the realization hits.
Commission for @safetyspider of Yuko for their Cinderalla AU. Super Duper Cute!!!
This piece took 9 hours even according to Ibis Paint.
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You try to swim in a mall fountain but you fall breaking your spine. You are now slowly drowning as Despacito plays in the background
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