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[mirohtron]

Hi, I hope you're doing well. I'm writing to you with a heavy heart and an urgent request for help. My family is in a very danger situation due to the ongoing war, and I've launched a GoFundMe campaign to save them. Could you please reblog my campaign post from my profile? Each share could be a lifeline for my family. 🙏 Feel free to share it in any other social media platform if you would like. Our campaign has been verified ⭐️ by operation olive branch, and is entry number 26 on their spreadsheet. Also with ⭐️ Project watermelon,line 249/(212) on their spreadsheet. From the bottom of my heart I want to thank you in advance for all of your support and kindness.

hi, i'll reblog your gfm. please stay safe!!

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Emergency: Help Evacuate My Family From GAZA WAR

Dear Humanity,

I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).

I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.

Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.

The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.

We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.

Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.

A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.

Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare

I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.

These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.

MY Father Income

Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future

My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.

As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.

When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.

We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.

As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.

Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.

Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.

I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.

Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.

The purpose of the fundraising campaign

The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.

All of our important links are here https://linktr.ee/hayanahed

Verified by :

⭐️ operation olive branch, number 26 on their spreadsheet. (On Master list)

⭐️ Project watermelon,line 249 on their spreadsheet. Or you could see it as number 212 here is the photo for more clear proof

Thank you for your kindness and support.

.جزاكم الله خيراً

yours sincerely;

Haya Alshawish.

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The supervillain dug their talons deep into the hyperventilating villain's neck. This was unbelievable—the villain was nothing, nothing, how did they sneak in?

"I should kill you," they said coldly.

The villain made a noise wholly born of fright. "Please, please, don't, I want to make a deal—hah!" They choked down a sob, bit down on their lip to do it, when one of the supervillain's sharp talons scraped down their skin. "They wouldn't let me in, you have to believe me. You can't possibly think I was trying to sneak in to, like, steal—"

The supervillain yanked them up, so they were sitting on their desk. A bottle of ink had spilled and matted part of their brown hair black. The villain didn't dare move, tensing up every muscle in their body.

The supervillain clenched their jaw and squeezed the villain's neck, making them whimper in fright. "Tell me how you broke in," they said lowly and through their teeth, "from where you broke in, and why you thought sneaking up behind me was worth a deal I could reject."

"Let me tell you about the deal first!" the villain said, and then screamed when the supervillain raked sharp talons down their skin. "Flowers! Flowers. I brought sleepy poppies to the back guards and acted smitten and said I wanted to give it to you. They sniffed it and were out like a light in minutes. And then—I used their fingerprints and keycards and stuff to get in."

"Sleepy poppies?"

The villain sniffled. "I grew them experimentally. They're mine."

The supervillain rolled their tongue, beyond furious that a stupid thing like them could trick their guards. Somebody was going to die tonight.

"There's people constantly on watch," they said. "Constantly at work. You will tell me exactly how you got inside my office."

The villain pointed up, to the open vent. They dug in their pocket and took out a pen. "Heated the grates off. I didn't wanna make noise."

The supervillain yanked the pen out of their grip. They took the cap off and found a piece of metal that was in a similar shape as the cigarette lighters in cars inside.

The villain sobbed in panic when they glared. "Why are you mad? I was—I wasn't going to do anything bad—" they shut up when the vampire sneered.

"You're not even in gear."

The villain's voice came out in a loud, panicked shout. "Because I wasn't going to fight you!"

"Shut up!" The supervillain yanked them close. The villain's eyes were wide, their chest rising up and down unsteadily, their knuckles white as their hands turned to fists. "You come into my lair, my office, with nothing but a piece of metal that can get hot and flowers, and you think I should appreciate your brain because you got past a couple useless guards?"

Blood was already dripping from the shallow wounds the supervillain had given them on their neck, scented sweet. It would be so, so easy to just squeeze and stop their whining. The villain's face twisted. "I didn't come here to make a useless deal!"

"Then why, pray tell, did you come here? To join me?"

"I came here because superhero's gonna kill you!"

The supervillain froze. For a moment all the anger and arrogance left them as they stood there to process. The villain was red-cheeked and panting, and the part of their hair matted with ink was drying into a solid clump.

Slowly, the supervillain turned their talons back to their cold fingers. "Nobody can kill me."

The villain half-scoffed half-laughed, and it came out halfway broken. "You're a vampire."

The su—the vampire froze, once more. The villain was clutching the edge of their expensive desk now. The ink bottle had a dark pool around its mouth, staining the mahogany.

"I'm no vampire."

"Silver hurts you! And—" the villain took a breath too big and coughed. "And your hands are cold," they said miserably, as though temperature was their biggest worry right now.

"Silver doesn't hurt me, I wear silver jewellery. What are you—"

The villain slipped their hand under the vampire's sleeve and held their wrist, and immediately the vampire's skin burned. And it wasn't like their skin heated up, no. It was like blue fire had touched their skin, like their nerve endings were sizzling.

The vampire screamed. The villain went pale and started to snatch their hand back, but the vampire took it and slammed them back down on the table.

In rage the vampire caught their face in their fingers, digging their human nails into the hollows of their cheek. The villain took their turn to scream in fear. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, my ring is silver and—I'd been careful not to—"

"Fine," the vampire gritted out. "Fine. I'm a god damn vampire. How did you find out?"

The villain took a remarkably steady breath, visibly swallowing down all of their sobs and hiccups and the rest of their pathetic crying. "You don't appear on camera. Your body is cold. I came here before, way back before I became a villain, as some else's arm candy. I noticed you didn't have a single thing that was real silver. Gold, brass, steel, bronze, diamond—you had everything except silver. I..." The villain's breath hitched.

"Go on."

The villain took a breath halfway through their nose before they realised it came as an annoying sniffle, and took in the rest through their mouth. "I kept notes. I theorised that your weakness was silver. You kept it hidden well but..."

"And the superhero now knows?" The vampire squeezed the villain's jaw. "She knows because you told her, didn't you? And she's going to kill both of us now because you couldn't keep your fucking mouth shut?"

The villain frantically shook their head. The spilled bottle of ink was right by their head. "They broke into my place and went through my stuff." They lifted the arm of theirs that wasn't pinned down to the table and shook it to shimmy down the sleeve. The vampire turned their head and saw the beginning of what looked like a deep cut that just missed their vein. "I've got these all over me. They found out my theories on you and kept me alive just because they thought I had something that could kill you. I lied and said I did."

"How did you escape?"

The villain's face twisted in anxious frustration. "Why does it matter? Why does it matter at all—I ran when they weren't looking!" They curled away from the villain's sharp talons. "Please, please, I promise I only came here to warn you."

"And?"

The villain looked at them tearily. "And for protection from heroes."

The vampire gritted their teeth. They'd kept the silver thing hidden well, and for so long. If the villain had figured it out just because they happened to connect a few dots...

Well, it seemed like they were slacking off. And as cowardly and weak as the villain was, they'd clearly been silently observing a lot of people, and they were also resourceful and intelligent.

The vampire brought them up again. "I don't care about you, let's make that clear."

"Well, I don't care about you either." The villain frowned childishly, sniffling. The vampire laughed in amusement.

"Good, so this relationship is purely professional. You must know what the superhero's weakness are."

"Some," the villain said. "She's good at hiding it if something hurts her, but she's always shocked first." The vampire caught them flexing their ringed hand. "As strong people always are."

The vampire looked back at the villain. The villain quickly realised that the vampire had clocked that movement and paled, and then quickly flushed and opened their mouth to no doubt apologise, but the vampire ignored them.

"Work with my men," they said. They let go of the villain's neck, which was now red and bleeding, and placed a finger over their chest. "Co-operate. They will send me periodic reports on you."

The villain's features lifted in shock, and then they took in a relieved breath. "So you'll offer me protection?"

"Yes."

"Thank you, oh my God, thank you. I was so scared you wouldn't, I'm so grateful and I...I..." They trailed off as the vampire began to make their way to their office doors.

"Be gone from my office by the time I come back," the vampire said, hand on the door handle. "I need to sort things out and fire a couple guards."

The vampire left.

The villain wiped off all traces of their act from their face, and twisted their silver ring around their finger.

They took that stupid bottle of ink and threw it to the ground, and then put their head in their hands and groaned.

God, if they were busted, they'd so dead.

[mirohtron]

Hi! I love your "3 years" snippet, could you please do a continuation of it? No pressure of course!

hii!! SO sorry for the late reply 😭 im so glad that u liked the snippet!! unfortunately pls don't expect a part 2 for it, largely bcs i think its good enough to stand on its own and doesnt need a part 2, but also bcs i've lost interest in writing hxv stuff on tumblr. thank u so much tho pookie

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🛑pleas don't scroll ‼️Hi, I hope you are well. My name is Mohammed Atallah, I live with my parents, six sisters, a little girl named Malak and a little boy named Ameer in North Gaza. I created this link to fund a bone graft in my left hand which was shot by an explosive bullet, to rebuild our destroyed home and to evacuate my family from Gaza to a safe place.And donate any amount to safe life .. I will appreciate your help❤️ Can you please help as much as you can . Press all buttons on my wall , I beg you to visit my page, view it, and donate via the link in the bio💔Donate and share widely 🆘🆘 Every euros will make a difference 🙏I urge you to donate. Even the smallest amount can make the biggest difference. Not only he needs to evacuate with his family, but he is in dire need for surgery! The IDF has shot his arm with an explosive bullet. Not a regular one. AN EXPLOSIVE ONE. So he needs to get it treated right away! Otherwise, he will get an infection and it may lead to amputation. WE DO NOT WANT THAT TO HAPPEN, DO WE DO?So contribute! Make sure to reblog and share his story if you are unable to do so.Help my family. War is devastating. There is nothing left to live. No schools, no universities, no home, and no dreams. All dreams have been shattered. I hope for help before it is too late Please share on Twitter and tumbler and Instagram The campaign has been documented @90-ghost

hi! i can't donate unfortuntely because i'm a minor but i urge everyone who sees this to donate if they can. please stay safe!!

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TIME SENSITIVE: MUST RAISE $2,600 TODAY

This fund is for Ameera Nabil to reunite with her children, who she hasn't been able to see for months now. Due to issues with the organiser, the fund has to come down TOMORROW and she is making a big push to get to her goal.

This fund has been verified by Rynnstar on Tiktok here, who has had multiple conversations with Ameera, who has her own account here.

PROGRESS: €57,422 / 60,000

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Daily update(15)

Their screams are chilling

One missile killed the members of this family. Pay close attention to the sound in the background, the sound of the family’s screams, which became a mark after an eye.

All families in Gaza are at risk of being hit by such a missile at any minute.

Note: I am currently trying to move to a safer place than where I live, as the place was bombed twice last week.

To achieve this, the first short goal of the campaign, which is 10,000 Canadian dollars, must be achieved.

For the safety of my family and children, please support or participate.

The campaign is documented by Nabulsi✅

Dear friends, I ask for your attention and participation🇵🇸

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HI HELLO I AM SO GLAD I GET TO READ UR STORIES IT PAINS IN JUST THE RIGHT WAY AND THAT'S THE MARK OF A GOOD WRITER OK HAVE A GOOD TIME BYE TA TA

OMG THANK U ANON 😭😭😭 IM GLAD MY TRAGEDY GIRLIES R GETTING THEIR FOOD

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HELP THANK U SO MUCH ?? so happy that u hold the writings of 13 yr old me this close to ur heart

lonely

Villain hadn’t cried after battle for a long time now.

They’d remember how they’d cry, though. They’d crawl into bed, hurt and bruised, tears staining their face because of how much it hurt. They didn’t know at what point they’d fall asleep, but they would, and then they’d wake up.

Sometimes they’d wake up in the middle of the night, when the coldness of the hero fighting them seemed to manifest as the cold of the air, aching. Sometimes they’d wake up in the afternoons, when the cars would honk their horns below their studio apartment and their phone would buzz with texts from their college classmates telling them what they’d missed from their lecture, overwhelming them too much, aching.

They didn’t cry often after battle these days. Sometimes, they’d remember those instance, though. They’d remember how much their past self would miss the warmth of someone else caring for them, the warmth of someone else’s presence. Someone who didn’t just know them as a spiteful villain who only caused a ruckus or their classmate who didn’t have many friends.

That would make their throat close up, pausing their patchwork on their bruised, sometimes bleeding limbs. It would make them sob silently, as the same cold truth would come up in their mind, no one to comfort them.

Villain was lonely.

They never got used to lonely.

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1 day and no advice i fear some of u have started trying to dox me with this info 😭🙏

Where do u wanna go (country/uni/major) if yoh don't mind me asking I'm also an intl student from India, could help you out

the eu or the uk :3 recently some delegates from US unis came to talk to us abt the benefits of studying in their unis too we got flyers and stuff but like man idk they're generous with scholarships but american uni fees are already so high and the currency conversion rn is so atrocious (1usd = 83 inr?? bring back congress) that it barely makes a difference

pound to inr ratio is even worse tho (1 pound = 105 inr???? be srs) 😭😭😭😭 and i heard from a delegate when there was an orientation in 9th grade that uk unis are stingy w scholarships too oh lorddd 😭😭😭 i hope the eu comes through 🙏🙏🙏

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1 euro being 89 inr i should've been buying bitcoin in 2008 instead of being in the womb

Where do u wanna go (country/uni/major) if yoh don't mind me asking I'm also an intl student from India, could help you out

the eu or the uk :3 recently some delegates from US unis came to talk to us abt the benefits of studying in their unis too we got flyers and stuff but like man idk they're generous with scholarships but american uni fees are already so high and the currency conversion rn is so atrocious (1usd = 83 inr?? bring back congress) that it barely makes a difference

pound to inr ratio is even worse tho (1 pound = 105 inr???? be srs) 😭😭😭😭 and i heard from a delegate when there was an orientation in 9th grade that uk unis are stingy w scholarships too oh lorddd 😭😭😭 i hope the eu comes through 🙏🙏🙏

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Where do u wanna go (country/uni/major) if yoh don't mind me asking I'm also an intl student from India, could help you out

the eu or the uk :3 recently some delegates from US unis came to talk to us abt the benefits of studying in their unis too we got flyers and stuff but like man idk they're generous with scholarships but american uni fees are already so high and the currency conversion rn is so atrocious (1usd = 83 inr?? bring back congress) that it barely makes a difference

pound to inr ratio is even worse tho (1 pound = 105 inr???? be srs) 😭😭😭😭 and i heard from a delegate when there was an orientation in 9th grade that uk unis are stingy w scholarships too oh lorddd 😭😭😭 i hope the eu comes through 🙏🙏🙏

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OMG IB CLAIMS ONE MORE VICTIM 😭

Nah nah but in all honesty, all the best with IB! Do u plan to go abroad? IB grad here, lmk if u need anything!

thank u for the best wishes pookie ❤️ i plan to go abroad yes and I need to grind hard asf for that, like I want a 42so bad

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Girll ur leaving???? 😢 will miss reading your writing

Will u still be here to talk and stuff? Totally understand if u want to distance urself good luck with IB!!!!!!

im not like officially leaving but I stopped posting frequently a long time ago 😔 i still write it's just that nobody Here will be interested bcs its just oc stuff but ya I will be here to talk and stuff bcs i like yapping and listening to other ppl yap

and thank u !! its actually pretty fun till now I just hope my school speeds up w the portions bcs we're still p slow on that I wanna finish my ias up so bad bro 😭

but other than that there is also the issue of there being a lack of communication or moreso lack of resources given to us to help us on our research-based assignments like idk maybe it's because I'm coming from a board that always gives its students a crutch and ib is very researched based but I and a lot of my peers are lost on how exactly we're supposed to draft our ias or our ees etc etc 😔 we didn't come from myp we're literally the first dp batch and even tho the teachers r kind and teach well I'd still like to know their plan on how to help us on our cas hours etc

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I have like A LOT to say abt IB (mostly tips and stuff and resources) so do I have ur permission to send like a REALLY long post abt it if not no probs I'll just send the resources and links

- just finished IB and is now chillijg anon

yes bro pls send super long post i need it fr

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GIRL YOU'RE DOING IB?????

I JUST FINISHED IT GOOD LUCK!!!

Tell me ur subjects, I'll help you out with resources and stuff!!!

OMG GIRL !!! ok so glopol eco eng all hl, math ai french ab initio & ess sl

so im literally the first dp batch of my school so we're moving kinda slowly but w glopol we're gna start unit 1 on mon, but anyway as a result we haven't learned enough to draft our ias 😔 im thinking of doing my ee glopol or eco so I can talk abt a lot of stuff

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unfortunately, but also not like i am a frequent poster, ib will be sucking the soul out of me in the coming two yrs so expect sporadic posts 😭 i write other org fic but ik damn well nobody wants to read that but i also have an ao3 @ lixies i barely post there but like idk i have stuff im planning to put up so like weeeee