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EDIT: UPDATED LINK URGENT SUPPORT REQUIRED

PLEASE READ ALL THE WAY THROUGH—UPDATED 31 May 2025

Due to outrageously high processing fees, the family seven-year-old Omar still has not raised enough funds to do Omar’s complete skin graft.

Now, they are trapped near Jabaliya by IOF attack. They need to arrange transportation out of the area NOW to avoid being killed by IOF death squads! They cannot move by foot due to their injuries, they NEED transportation out of the area NOW!!!**

Current: $55 usd

New temporary goal: $1,500 usd

Need to raise: $1,445 usd

More information in this thread (do NOT click link to GFM—only the Chuffed link now goes to the family).

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The family of seven-year-old Omar still has not raised enough funds to complete Omar's skin graft operation. There have been no donations for 3 days. They remain trapped near Jabaliya, under ongoing lOF attacks. Omar still needs to complete his skin graft, Khalil was injured and almost killed when IOF-US forces attacked an “aid” distribution site, their father remains in poor condition, and the family also urgently needs funds to buy food.

They are currently in a state of starvation more severe than at any other point in the invasion. They are extremely weak and feeling despondent right now. Their lives are depending on your support.

Please donate if you can, and share their Chuffed campaign everywhere possible!

Current: $730 usd

Temporary goal: $1,500 usd

Need to raise: $770 usd

Shared by 90-ghost; shared by Gaza Evacuation Funds; verified by family members who were vetted by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi (line 157).

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🚨EXTREMELY URGENT🚨

A heavy IOF assault is under way in Jabaliya. The bombing and shelling are constant and all around them. The explosions are so close that the shockwaves are interfering with Nour’s heartbeat! The family is afraid that even if the bombs don’t kill them, the panic and shockwaves will stop 15-y/o Nour’s weakened heart!

They need to get out of this area ASAP!! They need $2000 usd (about $2,791 cad) to evacuate and pay rent for a safer space.

Current: $60,248 out of $63,039 cad

Need to raise: $2,791 cad (about $2000 usd)

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so many ppl need help and everything's getting so much worse and im only one person </3 ofc i will not stop helping how and when i can it just makes me sad. how many ppl simply refuse to help anyone at all. i don't want to weaponize guilt or anything but goddamn. what a luxury to not care!!!! please care!!!! it is starting to feel hopeless with how long this genocide has been happening i know. but that's the deadly weapon isn't it? you have to care. you have to care!!!! and then you have to do something!!!!!

donate. so many people need help. here is a campaign that hasn't been getting nearly enough help at all. i donated what i could, but it still wasn't nearly enough!! one kg of flour is $100!! please help mohammed. i'm only one person, there need to be more of us helping!!!

vetted, #236 on gazavetters

mine was the giver. it was a quicker read than i remembered.

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If you have not yet heard, starvation in Gaza is worsening and people are still risking their lives just to access aid--nearly 100 people were killed seeking aid on Sunday. A UNWRA worker stated: “Everything around people at the moment is death, whether it’s bombs or strikes, children wasting away in front of their eyes from malnourishment, from dehydration, and dying.”

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It crept in closer to for the afterparty, hours and minutes and seconds passing slower than one would want for their comfort. Fortunately for Morgan, he spent the entire time checking his looks, not taking a single step away from the mirror. Right next to him was a small pink and purple bouquet. 

It was the night, he decided. Their show went fantastically. Truly, only the power outage was to ruin today's program for Mr Tenna, and god knows none of them will hear the end of it. 

But that wasn't the point. 

His chest tightened at every glance he took at the bouquet, a flush warming up his face. 

This time he's really gonna do it. 

Briefly recalling his previous attempts at a genuine confession, he cringes. One time he got himself falling down the stairs in panic so hard he couldn't find his legs for hours. He came prepared - no stairs or slippery floors in the closest vicinity, and suspenders held his parts strong and secure. He couldn't let Pippini worry again. 

They worry enough as is. 

His hand shook slightly as he grabbed the flowers. 

They never left their dressing room until it was late enough for only bare minimum staff still staying at the studio. He knew this. And tonight was no different- while the majority left to have fun at the party, he sneaked in.

His ears twitched nervously, the grip on the flowers strengthened. Right outside their door. 

A pounding in his chest, making him want to whine for it to stop- His hand hovered over the door.

But the knock doesn't come. 

Sweat formed on his forehead, Pippini’s face stuck in his mind. They’re probably extremely tired right now, maybe they’re taking a well-deserved nap? Who was he to even think to disturb them when they never even let him in their room. 

He turned around swiftly, dragging a hand down his face, a frustrated whistle blowing from his throat. 

Well, what was he even so scared of, really? Rejection? He's been rejected! It's all that he's ever got! Who wouldn't do that? He's a broken toy! Useless, broken toy. He shouldn't be standing here. Behind their door. 

Deep sigh. His hand rested on his stomach. 

“Mo?” A small voice came from behind, making him jump with a single high pitched note knocked out of him. 

He turns around with a crooked smile, hiding the bouquet behind his back almost a second too late. 

“Whatcha doin’ here, silly?” They laughed softly, tilting their head ever so slightly. He moved back, to the side. 

Pippini stared up at him, their face as unreadable as ever; slight, ever present smile suggested nothing. Bashful, he twisted his foot. 

Oh, what is he doing? 

He extended his hand with a bouquet, dragging the brim of his hat lower over his face. 

Pippini blinked a couple of times, something they didn't usually do. 

“What is this?” It is quiet, “Momo?” 

What is he supposed to do?? 

He couldn't just shove it in their face. 

On his knees, he holds their hand, placing the bouquet in it with as little force as he could master while they're standing there numbly. His hat hid half of his face. His hand lingered on top of theirs. 

A hesitant whistle. 

Their little hands didn’t move, neither did their face or body, only flinching when he touched them. Wide eyed, they stared, and all Morgan could do is pray. 

“... For me?” 

He nods slowly. 

Lifting his head, they could see him smiling. Their expression softens. 

“Oh.” They sigh. 

Then snicker. Morgan’s ears rise in surprise. 

Pippini laughed, their little hand covering their mouth. He’s never heard them laugh before. 

“You’re a funny little honey, aren’t you, Morgan?” Pippini giggled between laughs, “Oh, bunny!”

They stepped back, hiding their face in flowers. Morgan’s hands reached out, before he stopped them sheepishly. Suddenly unsure of what to make of this reaction. 

“My sunny,” Pippini murmured after the remains of the laughter freed the space in their chest, “Such a dummy.” 

He froze, smiling, their grin stretched across their face uncomfortably, their empty eyes filled with emotion he couldn’t read. 

With the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of their room, only now noticing that all that was illuminated was their mirror. The cards, cups, hats, and other props they used during their shows, all scattered around and all over the floor, making one hell of a tripping hazard. 

“You expect me to give you some sorta answer. Silly Momo.” They shrug and tilt their head. “Whatever it is, you will not hear what you want to, heh, I’m such a devious little magician, aren’t I?” Right before they close the door, they finish quietly, “Run along, bunny. I’ve nothin’ to say.”

And they’re gone, leaving him in silence.

And he sat there, for what felt like an eternity. 

Part of him that wasn’t the legs was lightheaded, befuddled, elevated. They took the flowers! They took them! From him! He even- 

He even-

He looked at his hands, another wave of warmth and flush assaulting his senses. 

Of course it was nothing new, for the nature of the jobs they do- but this time… He’s never thought he’d be able to be so close. That they would let him at all. 

The other part, that was the legs, felt weak, cold, and decisively pathetic. What was he thinking?! This is even worse than he imagined! This is the worst case scenario! Not even a “no”? 

What a joke. 

He picked himself up, shoulders drooped, chest hollow.

Oh well. 

There was still a party, right? They will come along. They always do.

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⚠️Please Help my children ‼️

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #641 )✅️

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Hello friends, I am Abdullah Salem Abdullah Jaafar, 26 years old, a graduate of the University College with a degree in Information Technology - Multimedia. I used to have a beautiful family; I’m married and have four children, and my wife is pregnant.

I previously worked at a multimedia company, but because of the war, I lost my job, my home, my car, and now I have no place to live or work.

During the war, we were forced to evacuate more than four times. Each time, we had to leave everything behind without taking any of our personal belongings.

I live in northern Gaza.

We were displaced to southern Gaza, then to Deir al-Balah, then to Rafah, and now we live in an uninhabitable tent that is not suitable for living.

My daughter Rahaf was martyred in the war due to Israeli airstrikes. Now I have Iman, Malak, Basel, and my wife is in her seventh month of pregnancy.

Please, I am in desperate need of your help just to provide food and water for my children.

I lost my home and we have become homeless."

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Only 5 days left!!

Subject: collection money to buy milk 🥛 and diapers for my baby Yaman 👶

Current process:

200$/2000$

Vetted by gazavetters on #22

My son Yaman was born under difficult circumstances and has suffered from a lack of milk and care since birth.

I cannot provide his basic needs due to the harsh living conditions in Gaza.

Every day is a struggle to keep him alive.

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slow down for your disabled friends. thats like a bare minimum kindness that we shouldnt have to ask for. i love that youre so quirky and walking fast is a cool personality trait to you and all that but i bet you can count your physically disabled friends on less than one hand

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forever muse

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sometimes we (i) forgot

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Doll

(Again, im too lazy to change the watermark or whatever )

Ugshgshshs i actually hate my current artstyle, it feels so unoriginal.. i’ve been trying to change it but somehow it always goes back to this.

Idk how to explain it but it just left me with frustration and anger augshgshsh💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

Also, zaza V

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IDK how far you are in Appmon so with minimal spoilers, I'd argue Eri gets written pretty well and has plenty of focus throughout the show. Don't get me wrong, Yuujin, Haru and Rei have the most direct plot relevance, but also Yuujin and Rei tend to be out of focus a lot compared to Eri and Astra. Don't get me wrong, the lack of "female" Appmon in the main group, as well as the fact Eri is the only girl MC isn't great imo, but I think she is definitely treated a lot better than a lot of girls in digimon so I wouldn't worry too much if I were you.

oh okay thank god. I thought she was gonna get sidelined after the other two were added to the core group... also no yuujin w a female appmon sad ant w bindle.