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I'm writing a new post because old ones don't get reblogged as much - as if the need for donations goes away the moment post is 4 days old. And even if they do get reblogs, they don't translate to donations.
So. This is a new post for Falastin even though nothing changed. There's literally nothing new to tell, all the horrors are still the same as they were a week or a month ago and they still could die any moment. But saying everything once again:
24 family members
displaced more than 50 times
family has many martyrs, last one less than a month ago
need funds for daily essentials (food, water, medicine) and tent materials + clothing for the winter
have raffle for hand-made Palestinian thobe (!! link !!) - 6 days left as of posting this
There have been 9 donations in the last 24 hours, and 3 the 24 hours before. 125 and 17 usd raised respectively. THAT'S 3 USD PER PERSON FOR ONE DAY. The donations usually come up only when there's another martyr or another displacement so please make a pleasant surprise for Falastin's family (they haven't got one in more than a year) and donate if you can.
Preferred way - Gofundme (in SEK, 10 USD = 106 SEK):
PayPal (in USD):
Vetting info: #282 in El-Shab-Hussein and Nabulsi's spreadsheet [here], #957 in the Butterfly Project spreadsheet [here] Falastin's account: [link]
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Please help me rebulid my Bakery
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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.
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No you are not "actively social". You're a disgusting mate-brained freak with a life ruining friend-addiction
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Do you condemn the grinch's attack on whoville
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the ancient curse that strikes literally any post made by a trans woman ever: "what if this was about men tho?"
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tbh i like that more and more games are introducing a "narrative mode" instead of an "easy difficulty", cause a big thing about the easy mode discourse was centered around "are people capable of playing hard games", which showed a lot of elitism and sometimes ableism, but with the introduction of "narrative mode", it completely shifts the paradigm away from "hard mode is for real gamers, easy mode is for noobs" and towards "this is just the game mode for you to experience the story", which not only smooths over that problem, but also enables devs to really rethink how they want to approach designing their game and telling a story to their audience, which i think adds in a lot of possibilities beyond just "is the game easy or hard"
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the misandrist fujoshi is the bravest thing a woman can be in our world
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Created by : ☆飛来ボデー☆ Respective credits to the creator ⓟⒶⓇⒶⒹⒾⓈⒺ♡ⓎⓊⓇⒾ
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Can we please talk about the Gisele Pelicot mass rape case more? This shit is so disturbing that I’m shocked at how deep men’s hatred run for women goes, even the ones they marry and commit to for life. A man willingly drugged his own wife, raped her multiple times, and then invited 50 men over to share in the act - from 2011 through 2020. How does that not make people incredibly angry. How does it shock no one else that misogyny could run this deep
#and as soon as he got out he murdered and raped more women#i love our society#rape#murder#violent misogyny
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love them dearly <3
#aughhh dandandan reminds me of me and my husband when we were teens lmao#getting really into horror and talking about folklore and cryptids and mythology#such a great combination of western cryptozoology and youkai folklore so far#idk wtf theyre cooking with the fujoshis new outfit though that shit sucks
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i think part of the appeal of writing and reading fanfiction is being able to say the quiet part out loud: laying out emotions and themes and relationships very plainly, what happened after the episode concluded, what did this non-pov character think about these events, what if the backdrop subtext was the foreground text, what if these characters discussed their feelings very clearly and then it didn't cut to black. because fanfiction is often a way to lay out exactly what you think/feel about a text and/or its characters: what you like, dislike, think is important, think is interesting, etc. it is often difficult to be subtle because that is not what the medium tends to encourage. it is extremely pathos-driven. high-octane full-throttle Emotion is the king of fanfiction. leave no gaps, indulge fully. and that is often a ton of fun, both as a reader and a writer. however man i wish i was able to be more subtle lmao i keep wanting to state things so plainly but i also want to pull back and leave things to implication too. not every emotion needs to be lavishly explained. i say this all very neutrally btw. i think it is up to one's own personal subjective taste whether you like this about fanfiction
#i hope its ok for me to rebloggle this#ive been working out alot of stuff via creative writing fanfic#and its so harrowing to imagine even sharing it#but ppl do that then post it online for free#and a LOT of it!
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