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verified ways to donate to gaza directly

Donate to a Palestinian family directly:

gazafunds.com - Donate directly to a Palestinian family in urgent need of evacuation, medical treatment, daily necessities or more. Site run by Palestinians, all GFMs verified (full list here). Spotlights 1 stagnant GFM at a time. (*If you can't decide who/where to donate, just go to gazafunds.com & donate to the 1 GFM they show you!)

masterlist of 200+ verified Palestinian families' GFMs: Operation Olive Branch

Help provide tents:

The Sameer Project: Currently providing tents & transport for families in Rafah who urgently need to evacuate to Deir Al Balah. Has a team on the ground in Gaza who have supplied tents to 1% of the displaced population in Rafah. Run by Palestinians. (paypal) (gfm)

@helpgazachildren: Currently helping Palestinians in a refugee camp in Rafah flee the Rafah invasion to Khan Younis. Funds go directly to Hussam, a Palestinian in Rafah who hosts a refugee camp. Funds will cover the cost of tents & transport fuel. Managed by a Palestinian @.fairuzfan. (gfm)

Food:

Care for Gaza: Palestinian charity on the ground in Gaza distributing food, cash, medicine & other essentials to displaced families. Proof of their work found on their Twitter. (paypal) (gfm)

We Feed Gaza: Team of Palestinian volunteers in the heart of Gaza distributing food & water to 344+ families. More details & proof in their gfm. Vetted & promoted by LetsTalkPalestine on IG. (gfm)

Direct Aid for Gaza: A Palestinian activist on the ground in Gaza distributing food, cash & other essential supplies to displaced families. Proof of their work found on their twitter. (paypal) (gfm)

Water (*urgent and crucial!)

Gaza Municipality: The official Municipality of Gaza is doing vital, life-saving work to rebuild the water pipes in Gaza City to restore access to clean water & waste management services for the people of Gaza.

eSIMs (highly needed):

guide to buy & send esims to gaza

Crips for eSims for Gaza: donate any amount to this team of volunteers who pool funds to buy & maintain gaza esims regularly (see their financial accountability document).

Medical Aid:

Gaza Wound Care (urgent): Palestinian doctors in central Gaza treating injured/sick children & mothers in neglected displacement camps far from hospitals. Facing a severe shortage of medicines, equipment, and medical supplies. Currently raising funds to support their efforts to battle infectious diseases in refugee camps. (gfm) (paypal) (gogetfunding)

international charities: Palestine Red Crescent Society, Palestine Children's Relief Fund, Medical Aid for Palestinians

How to help if you can't donate:

Share & amplify Palestinian fundraisers in your irl & online circles

Organize or help to run an online/irl event to raise funds for Palestine

Boycott

Get involved with a protest/strike/direct action in your area

Contact your reps

Educate yourself & others both irl & online

Daily clicks on Arab.org

(you can even adopt 1 fundraiser campaign to regularly boost it & make materials promoting it online, or print posters/flyers about Palestinian fundraisers to encourage others to donate. (poster/graphic about gazafunds.com: here, flyers about esims: here, flyers about gazafamilyfunds: here)

(longer masterpost of all ways you can help)

updated 3/6/2024 with Gaza Wound Care & We Feed Gaza. I wanted to focus on Palestinian-run grassroots initiatives that will actually reach Gazans on the ground, so all of these except eSIMs, PCRF, MAP are by Palestinians. i have verified them but please feel free to do your own vets for your peace of mind.

Remember small donations really do add up. Any amount counts, even $1!

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Save Dr. Farhat's family from genocide in Gaza

👇 "Unveil the truth – Dive into the full story."

✅ This GoFundMe Verified on this list by @el-shab-hussein @nabulsi

In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily reality, lies the deeply moving tale of Dr. Husam Farhat and his family. Amidst the relentless bombardment, Dr. Farhat faced an unthinkable tragedy: the martyrdom of his beloved sisters, Inas and Amal, along with their husbands and children, and his brother Mustafa. This devastating loss shattered not only their dreams but also their hopes for a peaceful future.

Life Before the War: Memories of a Beautiful Home

Before the war, my life revolved around a beautiful home where I lived with my wife, our daughter Sham, and our sons Muhannad and Muhammad. This home was more than just a place to live; it was a sanctuary filled with love, warmth, and the joy of watching my children grow. Every corner of our home echoed with their laughter, turning it into a place where dreams for the future felt not only possible but inevitable, but then the war came, and in an instant, everything changed. The place where we once felt safe and secure was reduced to rubble. The life we had carefully built, the dreams we had nurtured, and the bright future we had planned were all torn apart. The war didn’t just destroy our home; it uprooted our entire existence, leaving us with nothing but the painful memories of what once was, Now, standing in the ruins of our former life, I'm left with fragments of a distant dream. The joy and security we once knew have been replaced by loss and uncertainty as we face a future overshadowed by harsh realities.

The Loss of My Professional Dream and Life After the War

And it wasn’t just my home that was destroyed. My accounting office, one of the most renowned in Palestine, was also reduced to rubble. I had worked tirelessly to build this office, which wasn't just a place of business but a reflection of my passion and dedication to the field of accounting. It was our primary source of income, providing financial stability and security for my family, My office was well-known for its exceptional services and strong reputation among clients. Over the years, it had become a symbol of success and hard work in the accounting world. But the war took it all away in an instant. Everything I had worked so hard to achieve was destroyed, and years of effort and dedication were wiped out in moments, Now, I stand on the ruins of my office, just as I stand on the ruins of my life, trying to piece together the remnants of my dreams and memories. This office was a source of pride for me and my family, but the war has left us with nothing, facing an uncertain and difficult future.

War's Toll on My Dreams and Future

The war didn’t just destroy my home and office; it shattered my dreams and future. As a PhD candidate in Accounting Information Systems at Universiti Utara Malaysia, I was in my final year, pursuing research that is a significant contribution to my field and valuable to entrepreneurs. With a master’s degree with distinction and a bachelor's degree, I also taught at several universities, sharing my knowledge and passion, But the war disrupted everything. Years of hard work, academic progress, and my contributions to the field have been torn apart, leaving me with an uncertain future. Now, I am faced with the daunting task of not only rebuilding my life but also reviving the dreams and ambitions that once drove me. The journey ahead is filled with challenges, but my resolve to continue remains strong.

Displacement and Uncertainty After the War

Now, after all this devastation, my family and I are living as displaced people, homeless and jobless, with no clear future for ourselves or our children. Every day is a struggle to find food for my children, who have been robbed of every chance at a normal life by this war. Once, we lived in Shuja'iyya, in North Gaza, where we had a home, a life, and dreams. But now, after being displaced over nine times, we find ourselves in the refugee camps of Nuseirat, the war has stripped us of everything—our home, our security, and our future. Our daily life has become a constant search for basic necessities, a far cry from the life we once knew. The dreams I had for my children and myself now feel like distant memories, overshadowed by the relentless challenges of survival. Each day brings new uncertainties, as we navigate this harsh new reality, clinging to the hope that one day we might rebuild what was lost.

Rebuild Hope: A Call to Stand with Us

We urgently call on all those who stand in solidarity with us, and every supporter, to help save what remains of our lives. Your assistance, even in small ways, can make a significant difference in helping us rebuild and restore our shattered world, rebuilding feels like an insurmountable task, but with your help, we can begin to piece together what was lost. Your contributions, no matter how small, can provide the foundation we need to start anew, offering hope and a chance at a better future for our family. Your solidarity means the world to us as we navigate these challenging times.

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👉 https://gofund.me/e9f9ce20

Thank you for your compassion, your time, and your commitment to freedom and justice.

With deepest gratitude,

Dr. Farhat's Family

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I am Ola Ferwana from Palestine ,Gaza. I'm a mother of 3 kids Yamen, Qusai and Mira. My husband travelled to Egypt to get medicines before 2 days of the war 7 of October on Gaza.

I faced very great challenges and responsibilities of my three children in the absence of my husband, as he had traveled and the crossing was closed and we could not see each other. The amount of suffering I was feeling cannot be described as still being in the north of Gaza.I am reaching out to you today with a heavy heart and a plea for urgent assistance. I have left my home and have been displaced more than 8 times with my children. I am living in the war_torn region of Gaza, facing unimaginable challenges, with lack of water, food scarcity, and constant threats to their safety.

This is our street of my house, the Israeli occupation damaged all the houses.

I have delivered a girl baby,Mira, through the war, She was 10 months old and my husband didn't see her until this moment.

Yaman was 7 years old, and his simplest dream was to complete the first grade at school, but his school was completely destroyed. He lost the most beautiful thing that he was happy with and enjoyed that he had reached this stage.

Qusai is 5 years old, and until this moment I do not have the courage to tell him that his kindergarten was also destroyed, the first place and refuge in which he was happy, but in this war he lost everything beautiful. He lost his father’s hug, which was his only refuge when he slept at night, telling him his daily story to fall asleep safety.

Mira, my daughter, who had never seen an hour or a moment devoid of fear, came into this world and was surprised by a war that destroyed many, many things. It destroyed her house and her room, which I was waiting for as I prepared and brought her all the beautiful clothes and colorful dresses she needed. She was surprised by the sound of missiles. She could not sleep because of it. My husband hopes to get a smile and a hug from her daughter Which he had been waiting for some time.

We lack of the basic human needs, no food no electricity no water. We were poisoned and infected because of the unhealthy water that we drink.

My three children and I had to be hospitalized. We suffered from liver dysfunction as a result of malnutrition, widespread diseases, and recurring infection.

During this period, I felt remorseful about how difficult it is for a mother to see her children sick and unable to treat them because she is also very sick.

The Rafah border crossing, which is the only way to escape from the war, is closed now.

I hope to provide us by giving support in order to cover the costs associated with ensuring our safe passage of Egypt through the borders. Please stand with me, we are now homeless, with absence of children needs like milk, diapers, with no food. Please help us to stay a live and leave Gaza with my children. Share this link as you can as possible .

https://gofund.me/4e896ac1

If it is opened, I can't go to Egypt as I don't have the money because my husband is the sole breadwinner for my family.

Thank you for your kindness, empathy and generosity during this challenging time.With sincere thanks and warm regards,

@nikoco11 @humanvictim @7amaspayrollmanager

@kaapstadgirly @palestinegenocide @palestinesfinest @bibyebae @annoyinggiantfestivaluniver-blog

@manrota66 @toughknit

@flower-tea-fairies @thetitancurse @vivisectionv

@communistchameleon @raelyn-dreams @troythecatfish @the-bastard-king @4ft10tvlandfangirl @awetistic-things-main @gentl3m4n @awetistic-things

@baby-girl-aaron-dessner

@northgazaupdates @northgazaupdates2

@riding-with-the-wild-hunt @nabulsi

@kyra45-helping-others @lindigoh-blog

@kyra45 @commissions4aid-international @occupationsurfer @ibtisams @sayruq

@evelyn-art-05 @sar-soor @90-ghost @lady-raziel @helppeople @helppmefindawaytobreathee @manrota66

@communistchilchuck @cipheramnesia

Please donate or share it as much as you can

Every donation make a different for me.

This is the link

https://gofund.me/4e896ac1

Thank you,

Ola

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I'm not good at games, but I decided to play terraria expert mode. Before this I would just play the normal mode with mods that made the game a lot easier.

So I just killed the eater of worlds for the first time, it took me hours to do. Getting weapons, grinding for the ancient shadow armour.... But I did it!

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Then my game crashed seconds after I killed the boss... Fml.

#terraria #eater of worlds

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here are some more gofundmes I've been asked to share! I have not vetted any of these personally since I can't do that, but I checked that they have been vetted by others.

@asmaamajed2 - gofundme ($2,165 USD raised of $50,000 goal)

@emanfamily81 - gofundme (€3,848 raised of €38,000 goal)

@ahmedkhabil - gofundme (£1,187 raised of £81,000 goal)

@haneenmohamaad - gofundme (€573 raised of €25,000 goal)

@abood-family-gaza - gofundme ($245 USD raised of $20,000 goal)

@children-gaza - gofundme (€5,397 raised of €15,000 goal)

@fahedshehab-new - gofundme (€30,063 raised of €50,000 goal)

@hsalem-1 - paypal (€40 raised of €3,000)

@help-mona - gofundme (€2,546 raised of €185,300 goal)

@falestine-yousef - gofundme (kr87,462 SEK raised of kr300,000 goal)

@mahmoudkhalafff - gofundme (€19,875 raised of €30,000 goal)

@bshaeromars-blog - gofundme ($12,259 USD raised of $40,000 goal)

@nourashoure44 - gofundme (£372 raised of £80,000 goal)

@alhabil - gofundme (€21,076 raised of €50,000 goal)

@m0hammed1 - gofundme (€8,427 raised of €25,000 goal)

@dima96yousef - gofundme (€13,227 raised of €25,000 goal)

@nedataya - gofundme ($2,367 USD raised of $29,500 goal)

@abdelmutei - gofundme (€6,103 raised of €50,000 goal)

@mohammedhaboubsblog - gofundme (kr62,782 SEK raised of kr300,000 goal)

@alaakh99 - gofundme (€4,953 raised of €100,000 goal)

@hanaa987 - gofundme (£7,511 raised of £20,000 target)

@ranin3344 - gofundme (€5,603 raised of €80,000 goal)

@abedallhferwanagaza - gofundme (€465 raised of €35,000 goal)

@malakabed - gofundme (€4,860 raised of €25,000 goal)

@hashem-fromgaza - gofundme ($6,923 raised of $82,000 goal)

@rolaisam - gofundme (€541 raised of €60,000 goal)

@mahmoudkhalafff - gofundme (€19,875 raised of €30,000 goal)

@mohamedjameel - gofundme (€3,109 raised of €35,000 goal)

@burningnightgiver - gofundme ($9,751 raised of $50,000 goal)

@hmzamahamed3 - gofundme (€26,864 raised of €37,000 goal)

@save-mohamed-family - gofundme ($6,897 raised of $50,000 goal)

@abdalhadiaburas - gofundme ($1,570 raised of $60,000 goal)

@atalah-mohammed - gofundme (€9,900 raised of €82,000 goal)

@helpfamily - gofundme ($3,729 USD raised of $50,000 goal)

@olagaza - gofundme ($23,616 USD raised of $50,000 goal)

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Since Tumblr deletes genuine Palestinian blogs, here is a list of verified fundraisers!

Please donate if you can.

Do not hesitate to reblog and share! 🙏🏽

(Click here for Part 2).

IMPORTANT: Bear in mind that I do NOT verify fundraisers. I am not Palestinian, and I do not speak Arabic! They have been vetted by Palestinian users!

1) Mohammed Al-Habil (@mohammedfamily123) and his family (€4,519 / €50,000). Verified and vetted by @/el-shab-hussein.

2) Mahmoud Helles (@mahmoud92hells) and his family (€757 / €50,000). Verified and vetted by @/90-ghost.

3) Asmaa Sheikh Youssef (@asmaalshaikh-blog) and reunion with her fiancé (€3,001 / €30,000). Verified and vetted by @/90-ghost and @/ibtisams.

4) Muhanned Shaheen (@mohanedshaheen) and his family (€2,658 / €35,000). Verified and vetted by @/90-ghost.

5) Momen Al Ostaz (@mo98h) and his family (€11, 213 / €70,000). Verified and vetted by @/el-shab-hussein

6) Tawfik Satoom (@tawfiksatooom) and his family ($14,089 / $40,000). Verified and vetted by @/ibtisams.

(Make sure to donate to his PayPal, as well! It will end in three days!)

It will help every one of them to reach their goal and to evacuate safely.

Thank you!

(06/19/2024)

Divider by: @cafekitsune

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humming-star · 2 months

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Since folks are exhausted from hearing about Project 2025 and Agenda 47, here are some reasons to feel hopeful about Harris

(It would be wonderful if folks could reblog this, a lot of people are feeling very discouraged right now and could use the morale boost!)

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humming-star · 2 months

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Just came out to my brother as agender... He seems to have taken it well, so far.... 🤞

#agender

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humming-star · 2 months

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Here's a website where Palestine GoFundMes are vetted and shared that you can send out to people. The url is gazafunds.com

Easy to use and simple. Just share the site whenever someone asks for GFMs for Palestine.

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vetted campaigns for gaza. 🍉🇵🇸

@ameera-anq : gofundme — €12,755/€20,000

@amnehsharif10 : gofundme — US$8,759/$90,000

@malkzaeem : gofundme — CA$19,540/$50,000

@burningnightgiver : gofundme — CA$5,596/$50,000

@salahaldinhor : gofundme — €784/€40,000

i urge everyone who sees this to share, at the very least, if you cannot donate. please, please, please do not scroll past without reblogging. this post will be updated as/if anyone else reaches out!

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humming-star · 3 months

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Forgotten Friends and Their Hauntings!

König x Reader x Ghost

Gender neutral reader!

First time writer!

Feel free to tell me if there's any misspelled words!

Or if you have any advice!

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Chapter 1 - Audience With a.... Specter?

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The day had begun just like any other day on base.

You had woken up before the rest of the corporals as usual, eaten a normal breakfast of toast and sat alone, as usual. You had almost been late to combat practice, as usual, even when trying not to.

When you finally leave the sparring room, it's with sore muscles after hours of almost nonstop training. Slinging your bag over your shoulder on the way out, you begin your way to the showers.

After a moment of walking a call of your last name stops you and you turn to see the recent addition of the Colonel. The mountainous Austrian man strides to stand before you and looks down at you. Your head only just reaches his pecs, making you feel tiny in comparison to him.

"Colonel, sir!" You speak deferentially, a hand coming up in a salute, his sheer presence alone commanding your respect.

"At ease.... You will come to my office at 2000 tonight, bitte" He commands politely, his blue eyes flickering over your face. You notice him fiddling with something in one of his large, gloved hands.

You blink up at him uncomprehendingly for a moment, before your eyes widen in no small amount of shock and fear. Though you had been to the Captain's office before, with talks of promotion, the Colonel's is another matter entirely.

"Yes sir....." You manage to strangle out with a small nod, your voice trembling slightly as your nerves break though.

He seems to notice your nerves with his laser-like gaze and his posture relaxes slightly, his eyes looking down at you with an emotion you can't decipher. His eyes squint at you in what you think is a smile before he speaks.

"There is no need to worry, Corporal. You have done nothing wrong" He affirms, a softness unexpected from someone with his reputation in his voice. Before you can even think to reply to his words, he strides off, leaving you staring agape at his back.

You had, of course, heard of the Colonel's skill in battle, not to mention his bloodlust. You just hope that you're not on the receiving end of his anger, though with how things in your life have been so far, you may as well be.

You had spoken to the man once or twice before..... though every time had seemed amicable, so you didn't know of anything that you could have said to offend the massive man, which may be good news....?

Shaking your head you make an attempt at not worrying about it, before continuing on your way to the showers.

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Hours later you panic as you check the time, realising you only have twenty minutes to get to the Colonel's office, which is on the other side of the base from your quarters entirely.

Adrenaline pumps through your veins as you speed through the halls and you almost knock over several people in your haste. You shout apologies as you run by, the fear of being late far outweighing any guilt.

Passing through the doors of the quarters, a deluge of rain hails down upon you, the cold of it making you shiver. Your pace quickens and your boots splash through puddles on the ground, the door to the mess hall like a blur in the corner of your eye as you pass it by.

You skid to a stop in front of the Operator's quaters five minutes later, soaked to the bone and panting harshly. After a moment of catching your breath you enter the building, a combination of the sprint and fear of what's about to happen causing your heart to beat rapidly in your chest.

Though trying not to run and slip through the halls of the Operator's quaters, you make your way to the Colonel's office just in time, the nameplate on the door the only indicator that you're in the correct place. You heave in a few calming breaths and try to make yourself look as presentable as possible, sopping with rain as you are.

You knock on the door, the sound echoing in the quiet of the halls. Your ears manage to catch the shuffle of quiet footsteps approaching the door and you stand up straight, awaiting the Colonel with an apology on the tip of your tounge.

The door creaks open slowly and a bone white skull emerges from behind the door, the shadows seeming to cling to his back. You startle as you see two blazing brown eyes glare down at you from where they sit, surrounded by eyeblack. You recognise man as Lieutenant Ghost, his distinct mask making the man easily identifiable.

His gait is almost predatory as he stalks out of the office, his muscles flexing in the tight black t-shirt as he moves and you can't help but admire them. With a soft click the door of König's office closes behind him and he leans on the wall next to the door, his tattooed, muscular arms crossing.

Your posture falters for a moment in your confusion and shock before you straighten up with a salute. You certainly weren't expecting Lieutenant Ghost to be here, meaning you must be in more trouble than you thought you might be in.....

"Lieutenant Ghost!" You say, your voice echoing in the silent halls.

His eyes glare down at you harshly, his gaze narrowing further on you as you speak. You hold back a shudder at his increasing glare and keep at attention.

"Corporal 'Magpie', yeah?" He says lowly, his voice almost as harsh as his glare, his hellfire eyes burning a hole through you. You nod quickly at the Lieutenant's question, rain splashing from your soaked hair.

Your nerves begin dying a slow, agonising death as he glares down at you, the contempt in his gaze making a slight sweat drip down your face. You recognise after a moment that he wants a verbal response.

"Yes sir!" You reply loudly, nerves making you lose control of your volume.

Within a blink the man is quietly lunging at you, his hand easily slipping around your throat. The unexpected attack makes a gurgle slip through your trapped throat.

"Be fuckin' quiet, idiot!" He hisses lowly at you, his arm flexing as his hand squeezes lightly. His face looms above your own with a withering look in his eyes.

You nod rapidly, water spattering once again from your hair and soaking the mans arm.

"Now tell me wha' the bloody fuck you're doing here" He demands in a low voice, his hand loosening on your throat, allowing you to speak.

"Col...." You begin with a hoarse voice before coughing quietly into your hand. "Colonel König told me to come here at 2000... I... I don't know the reason, sir..." You continue quietly, looking up at him fearfully.

"I don't like when people lie to me, **lil' bird**" He spits out, squeezing your neck tightly for a moment, causing tears to begin gathering in the corners of your eyes. "König is asleep in there, so ya better stop lying an' tell me the reason a little Corporal like you would be all the way out here, yeah?"

After a moment his grip loosens once more and you try to keep your gasps for air quiet, fearing the man would choke you again if you're too loud.

"I..." You attempt to start, water beginning to slip down your face. "I'm sorry sir... I didn't mean to intrude" You gulp watching as his arm flexes. "The Colonel told me to be here sir... I promise I'm telling the truth!" You say, looking up at him sincerely.

He clearly doesn't like your answer as his hand tightens once more around your throat. He leans down slowly, the plastic of his mask sliding against the side of your face as he whispers in your ear.

"Now tha's a likely story." He scoffs disbelieving, sending a shiver down your spine. "Jus' know, **lil' bird** to stay away from 'im, yeah? I've seen ya followin' 'im around and ya better stop, Otherwise me stranglin' ya will be the least of ya problems." He finishes by holding his hand around your throat until you're light-headed.

Once he notices your eyes beginning to haze over, he unceremoniously lets go. He scoffs as you land in the puddle that had formed beneath you with a splash, not looking back at you once as you gasp for air on the ground.

As you lay gasping on the floor outside the office, you blearily try to think of the reason that Lieutenant Ghost would think that you would be following Colonel König around, but you can't find a reason.

After a few more moments of gasping for breath, you gather the strength to stand, which immediately makes you feel light-headed. Trying to breathe through it you begin hobbling slowly towards the door, hoping to atleast get back to your bunk before you inevitably pass out.

Coming to a stop next to the door, you look through the glass of the door. The thundering storm had luckily slowed to a spattering of rain, the concrete path outside reflecting the nearby lights.

You breathe slowly as you open the door with one hand, the other holding onto the wall to keep yourself standing. The frigid air causes goosebumps to form on your exposed skin and you take a steadying breath before you exit the Operator's quarters.

Before you realise it, you're outside the building where your quarters are. You barely remember the hobbling walk there, but you made it. The metal door is freezing cold to the touch as you open it, straining to open the heavy thing with one hand.

Making your way towards your bunk, you start to feel like you're going to pass out at any moment but you continue none the less. After entering the safety of your bunk the emotions finally hit you and a sob escapes your chest before you can stifle it, your throat throbbing in pain in response.

You slowly make your way to your bed and collapse onto it, more sobs escaping you that you barely attempt to stop. Your vision begins to blur and the last thought you have is hoping the next day would be better....

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A dull pounding in your head awakes you and your eyes blink open. Attempting to breathe through the headache, horrible, stabbing pain erupting from your throat reminds you of the reason. Laying still in bed for a moment, you remember Lieutenant Ghost's massive hands around your throat, his blazing brown eyes glaring down at you.

With a painful gulp you remind to avoid both of the Lieutenant's as much as possible, not wanting to encite either of their anger. As you sit up from your bed, a low pain from your back makes you figure that it's bruised from the fall.

You grimace as you stand from the bed, having not changed from your rain-soaked clothes before sleeping. The water had seeped into the bed cover, leaving an imprint behind as you stand.

Walking slowly over to the old cabinet, you look into the small mirror hanging above it and grimace at the sight of your neck. Bringing a hand up, you tenderly trace the massive purple handprint with a finger, wincing as even the light graze of your fingers make it ache.

'Under other circumstances...' You think, tracing the bruise further before shaking your head.

Quickly stripping your clothes and pulling on your underwear you rifle through the cabinet for something to cover the bruise. You find an old turtleneck that you pull on with a wince of pain.

After pulling on the rest of your clothes you peek out of the door for a moment before you exit your bunk and begin you way to the mess hall, keeping an eye out for Colonel König. You stop in your tracks as you spot him in the distance, loitering outside the mess hall and you quickly duck behind the corner as he turns your way.

Deciding to do something else you spot the gym and look in through the door, noticing that there are a lot of people in there. You wonder if you should work out yourself when you notice the Lieutenant pulling weights on a machine in the corner.

His arms strain as he slowly pulls the weight, his black sleeveless hoodie riding up his stomach and showing off his abs as he lowers the weights. A fine blond happy trail leads down beneath his gym shorts and your eyes can't help but follow it down.

You glance away with heat rushing to your cheeks before you look back. His hellfire eyes glare straight into your own and an unexpected molten heat begins forming under your skin.

Backing away from the door you turn and begin rushing away, a thousand flustered thoughts rushing in your mind before you bump into hard flesh. Looking up you see the person you were trying to avoid in the first place.

#male reader #x reader #fem reader #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #könig cod #könig #ghost x reader #könig x reader #first time writer #gender neutral reader

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