#Link being a martyr

[supertrxshwrites]

Man of Water

A Princess

Without A Voice

Part 1 | Part 2

Tags: Cliff/rock climbing and falling, being struck my lightning, gashes, TRAUMA, ANGST

(A/N: VERY ANGSTY…Idk lots of anger and resentment)

The questions dance around his mind, making him dizzy. He takes a deep breath and stands up and treks back to the tent. He thanks the woman and her daughter for all that they did for him while he was unconscious.

 

“You’re leaving?” the woman sounds hurt in a way, but she understands that it’s nothing personal and that he needs to take time to become reacquainted with Hyrule again.

 

“I…yeah” he looks nervous when speaking afraid that she’ll scold him for trying to leave without a proper goodbye

 

“Link, you’re always welcome here. Please don’t be a stranger okay?” she reaches up and caresses his cheek. Taking in his face.

 

Her daughter runs up to Link and hands him the triforce pin from her apron with a large grin.

 

“So you don’t forget us!” she pushes it into his palm

 

Link gives her a smile and pats her head.

 

“Thank you” 

 

The woman smiles before handing him his sword.

 

“Can’t be a swordsman without one of these” She places it in his hands, it looks brand new as if it's never been used. As if it was never used to slay monsters and other enemies of Hyrule. He feels an eerie wave from the Master Sword, but he takes it. Grateful that the woman held onto his things and took care of them all this time.

 

He grabs the rest of his things, leaves the small tent by the river, and begins his journey.

 

Alone. Without purpose.

 

He ignores the thoughts and begins to walk the grassy plains of Hyrule. The sun's warmth starts to fade as the clouds cover it and the sky becomes overcast. With the smell of rain in the air, he instinctively pulls his hood up. He decides he wants to visit Zelda's grave. She always spoke about how she would want to be laid to rest if it ever came to that. He remembers them standing atop a large grassy hill that overlooked the entire kingdom and had the most beautiful view of the castle. He suddenly stops in his tracks and scans his surroundings as he spots the castle off into the distance. With his index finger, he points at the castle and slowly turns to point at a grassy overgrown hill in the distance.

 

“Hm..just like she said,” He says to himself with an eye roll, before making his way into the woods to take a shortcut through the mountains. It begins to drizzle as he walks through the woods, rain rolling off of the leaves and pouring onto his hood, he glides his fingers across the bark of the wet trees. 

 

Memories of storms in Hyrule caused some of the worst experiences in his life. Being electrocuted. You would think after being zapped so many times he’d learn his lesson, but I suppose not. He cringes at the thought of his entire body being jolted and frozen from the searing pain of the lighting connecting to him, the burn-like hot oil in his veins. He tries to shake the memory away as he finally arrives at a rocky path, he cracks his knuckles and rubs his hands together before climbing the rocks carefully. He almost loses his footing but catches a cliff ledge and pulls himself up straining to lift his upper body but he’s determined, he’s on a mission and can’t quit now. The amount of scrapes and cuts he’s received from climbing the cliffs in Hyrule are unmatched. He’s climbed to the highest points only to run out of breath missing a rock and falling down the bottom. Hitting his head, gashing his arm open, and knocking the wind out of his chest. Alone and unable to breathe for an extended period of time. Only to continue his Journey moments later all in the name of Princess Zelda .

Seeing her name was all it took to make the tears build up and spill down his cheeks. He couldn’t stop the flood of emotions. The rain began, and it felt like the sky was crying with him almost.

 

“It was always YOU! You..you..pushed me! Over and over again! YOU forced me to become a warrior! I. was. A. child!”

 

He clenches his teeth and squeezes his eyes shut as he grabs fistfuls of the grass. Tears still streaming down his face, not showing any sign of stopping. 

 

“ YOU made me do your bidding…made me… Fight to kill without a second thought because it was for you…it was all for you!”

 

He screams the words loud enough that she might have heard them beyond the grave. He screams the words like he’s been holding them in for an eternity and finally has the freedom to speak.

 

“B..because you’re the damn princess of Hyrule! So powerful! So smart!...so dead.” 

 

His eyes snap open, and he clenches his teeth harder.

 

“Princess Zelda!”

 

He spits her name as if it were something evil..something pungent on his tongue..rotting his mouth from the inside out. That’s when the storm starts, and rain washes away any flowers or letters left on the stone. As the rain soaks his ashy blonde, he presses a fist against the triforce carved above her name.

 

“I’ve fought, killed, and died for you more times than I can count…you owe me.”

 

He says, pulling the Master Sword from its sheath; he stares at the sword for a moment before slamming the blade of it into the stone.

 

“I don’t need a reminder.” 

 

He says, pulling his hood up and walking away down the hill; once he’s back on the path back to camp, he hears an enormous crack of lightning, and as he turns around, he watches as it lights up the sky, connecting to the sword and splitting the stone down the middle.

[bassciven]

good thing i’m drunk, now i don’t have to think about whether or not i’m in love with my best friend (yet again)

[fading-event-608]

Listen, I know, you all have been seeing fundraiser posts all day long. I've seen people complain that the tags for Palestine are "unusable" now because… genocide victims use it to find aid to survive.

Thing is, those posts will be here until Israel ceases it's aggression. And Palestinians will need your aid as far as they are left with no income and besieged. I've tried reaching out to other platforms, and Tumblr is still the best place for at least Falastin (Gazan who I spotlight for more than 2 months) to get donations; because here you don't need thousands of followers to get interactions. And at least we get one in ten response here; on other platforms both of us don't get any.

So yes, a dying website for fandom is her best bet to save her family right now. We don't speak of evacuation anymore (even though we hope for it), this is a battle for day-to-day survival. The prices in Gaza are increasing every hour, and they have no income and Falastin has gone into multiple debts to help them before starting the campaign in June. And yes, she receives more attention now but her family is still in starvation - she tries to support 26 people now, since her cousin was martyred and his 2 children joined 24 of her family in Al-Mawasy.

Yes, they should get free aid from all those countless non-profits that raise millions. But if they see something labelled as "aid" it is because they have bought it themselves. Yes, you can see (and maybe touch!) aid if you subject yourself to hours-long queues and/or humiliation of being a part of a photoshoot. They also said that the aid they get is stale at best and spoiled at worst; and that's again, if they get it.

Yes, there are grassroots organizations but they cannot reach everyone, because they are in small teams and they don't receive a lot of funds. And you can of course donate to them to try "fix" this; but please do not think that it means individual fundraisers are not worth supporting. I did not see any evidence of individual fundraisers "taking" money from others; on the contrary, when Falastin's fundraiser struggles, I see others struggle too. When we celebrate a good day of donations we celebrate it with others too.

And I could talk about Harris campaign get 1 billion in donations and still receiving them or how AO3 got 200k in a couple of days; but the post is getting too long.

Anyway. Please consider donating to Falastin's campaign; the money would buy food and water first, shelter and clothes for the winter second. There's a raffle for hand-made Palestinian thobe that Falastin's friend makes (LINK); and please follow her here.

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[northgazaupdates]

Mohammed Abu Alwan was almost martyred a few days ago while out looking for food for his family. A car was bombed by the IOF right in front of him, causing him injuries and trauma.

All of Gaza is in danger and starving, but food in Mohammed’s area is priced beyond what he can afford. This means he has to travel for longer times and distances, leading him to particularly dangerous areas. He often has to flee for his life before he can find food, and even when he finds food, it is too expensive to purchase.

Being able to afford food in his current area will prevent him from having to travel under hazardous conditions in search of better prices. Food prices continue to rise, and without income, the family is surviving off of mutual aid.

You can help them afford food right now via

1. Venmo following these directions

2. GoFundMe donations at the link below

3. Contacting the children's father Mohammed on WhatsApp at +970 592 440 590

4. Copy-pasting this link across all your social media accounts: https://gofund.me/b84298b0

Thank you❤️

[almasrady]

Emergency, read my story and help me ‼️

Please Share Or Replog Or Donate For My Family💔🙏

Hello, I am Sameha from Gaza, I am 30 years old, married and have a seven-year-old daughter named Almas. She suffers from a chronic chest crisis, and now my daughter does not have the basics of life and needs to buy treatment on a continuous and very expensive basis.

I am writing these words after deep thought, as the urgent need to save me and my daughter is beyond my ability to bear.

I would like to add that I studied arts and graduated with a high grade, and I aspired to become a teacher in my country, in addition to being a mother to a child.

I wished that she would come into this world in better conditions and not live in war deprived of her most basic rights

But the war came and destroyed all our dreams and ambitions.

My mother was martyred in the war and my father and sisters were seriously injured and

We are living death.

Please help me protect my family and my daughter to restore life and hope to them. Every donation, even if it is only 5 dollars, can make a difference. It means a lot to us and to our child. Please reshape their lives with love and safety, and help build new hope in their differences by helping me save my family.

I feel so sad and embarrassed to ask for help, but I have no other options left. I know this is a difficult request, but I also know that there is still humanity and a living conscience and I believe in miracles.

Your support during this very difficult time will give us hope in the midst of devastation and despair.

If you have any questions or concerns, please do not hesitate to ask me!

My sincere regards and thank you.

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[falesten-iw]

It’s strange when “democracy” means people have to choose between Ivanka’s dad and Ella’s mom, as if that’s supposed to feel empowering. Sure, two bad options don’t feel great, but hey, at least there are options. In some countries, you’d be lucky to get even one choice. And in others? They don’t get elections at all, just a permanent leader who shows up like it’s just another day on the clock. But here democracy feels like a two for one special with a free side of disappointment.

Now that Ivanka’s dad has won. Yes Yes my friend !! Abo Ivanka has won!! And here we are, looking at this system and thinking, “Was this even a choice?” It’s like being asked to pick between plain oatmeal and soggy cereal for breakfast. Sure, it’s technically a choice, but nobody’s excited about it. The two main parties hog the spotlight so completely, they’ve turned “options” into a choice between “slightly bad” and “absolutely dreadful.” And heaven forbid a third-party voice shows up, because here, you need a 50% popularity rating just to get a seat at the grown-ups’ table.

By now, picking a president feels like choosing between the flu and food poisoning. The two big parties are so close in their love for big donors, it’s like watching rival soap operas funded by the same network. We call it “democracy,” but it feels like a rigged game, with mega-donors pulling the strings while the rest of us are just the audience, sitting here with popcorn, hoping the plot somehow gets better.

Sure, many lean toward the Democrats, thinking they’re the “better” choice. But from where I’m sitting, especially as a Palestinian, neither side looks promising. Take Gaza: Democrats have left it in ruins, like a bulldozer at a sandcastle competition, with 80% of the infrastructure leveled and 90% of the people displaced. Now Ivanka’s dad is in charge, and, honestly, we’re past worrying about escalation, because there’s nothing left to escalate to. At this rate, they have already broken the records for destruction and the number of martyred, but the looming fear now is if there’ll be any Gaza left to talk about.

For Palestinians, for Gaza, for much of the world, this isn’t “democracy”; it’s a magic show where they tell you to pick a card, but no matter what you choose, it always comes back to the same card: disaster.

And now, winter’s arrived in Gaza. The nights there? Let’s just say, they’re colder than the stare you’d get from a #### who’s been asked to pay $12 or 15 for a black coffee. My family, like so many others, is living in a tent, a “tent” being a generous word for a few sheets trying to pass for walls. The wind comes in from every side, and huddling under thin blankets in this weather is like fighting a snowstorm with a paper towel. The cold bites to the bone, and there’s no escape; it’s like nature’s way of reminding us we’re still here, exposed.

If you can, please consider donating. Even the smallest help means warmth on a freezing night, a bit of comfort in the middle of a relentless winter. It’s a glimmer of hope for my family and trust me, it’s more welcome than soggy cereal ever could be.

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[prisonhannibal]

If you like to help people, here’s a way to help a palestinian family survive the genocide.

I’ve been in contact with Nader @abdalsalam1990 daily for over a month now to try to help spread his family’s fundraiser. In the time I’ve known him, he has lost several relatives, most recently he received the tragic news yesterday (15.11.24) of his uncle and cousin being martyred. Nader is only 17 years old and has been displaced nine times, and he is terrified for his and his family‘s safety every day. Even while grieving the loss of his relatives, they don’t have peace because the violence never stops, and he’s very scared that him and his family could be next. Every day in Gaza is dangerous.

He works hard to spread the fundraiser his brother Abdulsalam made for their family, to buy food and clothing for the winter, and eventually save up to evacuate to safety. They desperately need help to leave Gaza because his father has cancer that is not being treated because medicine is expensive and the treatment he needs isn’t available in Gaza, and Nader’s niece and Abdulsalam’s little daughter Iman is only one year old and is suffering from malnutrition.

This fundraiser has €46,451 raised out of the €50,000 goal, only €3,549 left to meet their goal! Please please don’t let it slow down now. Donations have already slowed down and this is really scary for the family to see. If you have anything to give them, please do, your donation will be a part of helping this family survive. Nader and his family has already lost so much, don’t let them lose any more

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[rebel-girl-queen-of-my-world]

There’s nothing Izr431 won’t do to people. Or the US for that matter - Bisan and other journalists have confirmed the presence of US forces on the ground for months now.

@translating_falasteen

The Matar family that barely survived the Nuseirat massacre in Gaza, consisting of a mother, father, and their two children stress how the attackers, who were of American origin, executed people in front of their eyes, including children. They were threatened to reveal the location of fighters and weapons, or their children would be shot. The children were eventually shot right after entry, causing immense pain and suffering.16 year old Mo'min was shot and lost his arm, while his 12-year-old Yamin, was martyred.

Ahmad, 14, links the attackers to the American forces associated with the aid port established by Biden, which was instead of being used for aid was used to deliver tanks and facilitate the massacre.

Source: @aljazeeramubasher

Translation: @translating_falasteen

[fairuzfan]

Also re:necropolitics of israel (click)

A few days ago there were reports of Israeli soldiers "returning" bodies of martyrs they took like just straight up from Gaza. Here is a report about bodies being stolen from al-Shifa (click).

The director of Al-Shifa had reported the bodies being stolen back in November (click) before his arrest. The hospital workers mentioned not knowing why the soldiers would do that. The speculation of the photo-op arose because the photo-op of October 7th within Israel happened a month and a half after October 7th, after the Al-Shifa raid. People (Palestinians) noted that the level of violence done to the bodies seemed similar to what they had been seeing with the bombs in Gaza, and found it hard to believe that Hamas could inflict that much damage. There was a thread that was examining this idea but I haven't found it as it's been a bit. If I find it, I'll comment on this post.

But even then, Israel routinely makes corpses serve out their sentences or even outright steals them for the sake of enacting psychological torture onto the relatives of the martyr (click). The burial process is an essential step in mourning and grief, which means by withholding the bodies, they ensure that the family is unable to recover emotionally from the death of their loved one nor are they allowed to move on. This is essentially a form of ensuring that people are unable to resist as the emotional toll this takes on them is quite high.

A variety of reports and testimonies are linked in this article regarding the harvesting and removal of organs throughout the years by Israel (click). The most damning of the evidence is a testimony by Dr. Meira Weiss in her book "Over Their Dead Bodies." The article has a translated passage from Hebrew about the period at the turn of the century and their practices then (roughly 1996-2002):

“They would take corneas, skin, and heart valves, while noting that non-professionals would not notice the absence of these organs as they would place something plastic in place of the corneas and ‘take’ the skin from the back so that the family wouldn’t see it. In addition, the bodies of detained martyrs are used in medical colleges at Israeli universities for research purposes.” Weiss confirmed that “in the first Intifada, the army effectively allowed the institute to extract organs from Palestinians under a military procedure that required the autopsy of a Palestinian prisoner. The autopsy procedure was accompanied by organ removal, which was used by the Israeli Skin Bank established in 1985 to treat burns suffered by Israeli soldiers. This was after the Chief Rabbinate Council issued a ruling legitimizing it, which led to saving the lives of many Israelis who were injured during attacks on Palestinian citizens, continuous assaults, and wars — at the expense of Palestinian martyrs, according to specialized Israeli medical sources for burn treatment.”

It's worthy to note: as an occupying force especially, Israel should not be doing ANYTHING with these bodies and just returning them to the families. I've seen some people say "they didn't JUST harvest Palestinians' organs, they also harvested Israeli organs." It doesn't matter. They are an occupying force that enacts systematic violence on Palestinians especially and within this context, anything Israel does towards Palestinians is a targeted, racialized violence. It is widely known that Israel denies crimes it has committed until many, many years, especially from during the Nakba, such as well poisoning.

People provide evidence that organs can't be used after a certain point in time.... in this context (October 2023-December 2023), it's not about whether or not the organs were used for anything. It is specifically for the purpose of body desecration which Israeli soldiers especially have not been shy about. Here is a report during the bulldozer massacre in which people report that Israeli soldiers run over bodies for no other reason than desecration (click).

Also, remember the grave desecration that happened a few days ago? It was reported that they had stolen bodies believed to belong to young Palestinian activists then (click). This is widely known as 'necroviolence' on Palestinian bodies in order to humiliate them (click).

You cannot remove the context of an oppressive force (Israel) that is documented to have disrespected graves and bodies. You must analyze it within this context, not any others. Withholding bodies of Palestinians, no matter what they did while they were alive, is a form of disrespect and oppression on a subjugated population. To deny that this happens and to attribute it to antisemitism is not only disrespectful of Palestinians' mourning rights, but also an effort to remold the narrative into one of "Jewish people against Palestinians" by emphasizing the Jewishness of the occupying force rather than focusing on... you know... the fact that they're an occupying force known to enact violence on Palestinian martyrs.

[supertrxshwrites]

Man of Water

Look…Listen!

Part 2 | Part 3

Tags: major character death!!!

(A/N: major character death in this chapter!!! also, this is not an "I hate Zelda" fic, but she is portrayed a certain way based on the things Link has gone through since like forever. if you don't like Zelda slander, then don't read I guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

He jolts up from the water as if it were pushing him forward. A man his age shouldn’t be able to move this fast, but I suppose the healing factors have been put to work. He’s breathless, his hair is an ashy blonde with streaks of white, and his eyes are a deep teal color, still bright after all this time. His chest fully healed from the gruesome battle he catapulted himself into. I’m grateful that his chest won't be riddled with the scars of a greater evil. I can’t say his memory won't, though.

 

 

 

This time, it wasn’t a save the princess and defeat our threat to Hyrule; this wasn’t a complete proof plan—he’s been put in this time loop. I’ve watched from afar long enough, and this time wasn’t good. From every corner of Hyrule, troops were pulled in to fight, even those who had never picked up a sword. They needed all the help they could get. Yes, he will be there on the frontlines, taking down as many threats as possible, but that doesn’t mean he’s protecting the villages, homes, or businesses. He has one job that he was sent out to do. 

 

“Save the Princess”  




Emotion will take you where logic can’t reach you.

 

He’s never fought like the knight he was supposed to be; it’s always been like he was a robot programmed with one task and would do anything to complete that task. Monsters have plagued Hyrule since the beginning of time, and every time, without fail, the ones that seem to be a direct threat to him or the princess are the ones that are eliminated. Families have been broken because of creatures overrunning homes and shops. The stables must be rebuilt from the ground up because the horses were taken from one to ransack the next. He doesn't care about Hyrule. He cares about her. Zelda.

 

 

1. A traditional story sometimes popularly regarded as historical but unauthenticated.

 




 

2. An extremely famous or notorious person, especially in a particular field.

 

 

She’s no legend in my book and never has been. She was a  spoiled brat who didn’t appreciate what she had until it was taken from her. Again and again and again. She never learns until it becomes unfathomably worse than the last time, and she calls out his name. Like a siren, her voice is like a trigger to his mind; it snaps him back into focus, such a shame. This battle was astronomically worse than anything Hyrule had seen, and it wasn’t because of the threat but because of the number of casualties. The toll was very high, and there weren’t enough medics to save those who could be saved. Lives were hanging in the balance because she couldn’t keep her nose out of things that didn’t concern her, and instead of fighting her fight, she sent him again.

 

What will he do when there is no princess ?

 

He has come back to us in many forms, many times from different ages. This time, he ran across that field covered in scratches and old bandages from the battles he encountered on his way to the castle. Master sword in hand, he barreled through the court to find her. It’s as if he knew her exact location. As a warrior or swordsman, you would think he’d have a better plan than running in there without an idea of what he’d be up against, but we’ve done this before. Ganon was standing there, the princess in hand. He had destroyed The Slumber of Restoration, and as he bolts into the room, faintly, you can hear it one last time.

 

“Link”

 

Ganon brings the princess down over his knee. The crack of her spine echoes through the castle walls and the first time he speaks.




“ZELDA!”

 

And the last time.

 

It’s as if her name tore through his throat like shrapnel. Shredding it with each syllable, each letter. He reached for her as Ganon dropped her wilted body to the ground and made his final move. At this juncture, there was no princess to be saved, and there was no kingdom. This meant there was no loyalty, reputation, dignity, or honor. It was said that he fought Ganon until the hilt of his sword shattered. He was covered in his blood until Ganon collapsed and was essentially beaten unrecognizable. That day, our beloved warrior had become the thing he swore to protect Hyrule from.

 

A monster.




He had collapsed outside the castle and was rendered unconscious for the foreseeable future.




With the slumber of restoration being destroyed, there was no way for a quick dip, and all of your problems disappeared. Civilians of Hyrule carried him to a medic tent, cleaned and bandaged him, and put him down to rest in a spring water bath. Mixed with other natural remedies, really anything they could find. And then they waited. And waited. And waited. Hours became days and those into weeks and months, and when years started to glide by, fewer people stood there waiting for him to awaken. The more propaganda about him began to surface, the more Hyrule started to divide between those who cared about the hero and those who didn’t, and finally, no one was there waiting for him to open those teal eyes.




Sitting up in the strange concoction of water and flowers, he felt his heart pound in his ears, almost as if it were next to his head. His vision was blurry, and even after his eyes started to focus, he realized one eye was a lot blurrier than the other. His arms were exceptionally sore but not as bad as his throat; that first breath felt like being born again after swimming in peace, not a single element to disturb you as you rested, and then you’re pulled away from it by a greater force, fingernails scraping the ground as you’re yanked from the serenity of the womb. Fresh fire embers claw from your lungs up your throat as you make that first breath, and it’s supposed to be a good thing, but why does it feel like dying all over again?

 

He continues to inspect his body. The scars on his arms are raised, all different shapes and sizes, the same as the ones on his legs. He tries to push himself up, but unlike the slumber of restoration, he hasn’t gained any strength back. This bath has only seemed to heal broken bones and fresh wounds. He leans over the edge of the bath, tipping it over and causing the water to spill onto the ground of the small tent; he attempts to use his arms to pull himself forward. After a few tries, he pulls himself up and sits against the wall. After spending that time trying to gain some semblance of strength, he is out of breath and drenched from the water and his sweat. The curtain to the tent is pulled open by a girl; she has on a green smock with a cream-colored dress under it. She pauses and sets eyes on him as he sits on the floor nude against the wall, out of breath. She runs out of the tent, yelling for her mother.

 

“Mother! He’s awake…the swordsman.”

[dalishious]

Help the family of a martyred Palestinian journalist

Do you remember the martyred journalist, Ayat Khadoura?

(Original video from Ayat's instragram)

(Another video from Ayat you may remember seeing)

Her sister Ghadeer, and Ghadeer's children, who are still surviving in Ghazzah, need our help!

As of posting this, the GoFundMe has only reached €1,875 donations in the last couple of months; and that is to feed five people when a kilo if rice is upwards of $20. Last time my girlfriend @yetanotherlesbianonthiswebsite, one of Ghadeer's sisters, spoke to her, she said that it was never enough, and that they were experiencing extreme hunger. The situation is so serious that the number of donations coming in corresponds to being barely able to afford soap, of which one bottle has shot up to $50.

Ghadeer often writes my girlfriend about how tired she is, how scared she is about hearing the bombs fall. Recently, a school in which many people had taken refuge in Deir El-Balah mere blocks away from her was bombed by occupation forces. Can you imagine the pain of a family who cannot bury its sisters, brothers, aunts, and uncles, because their bodies are in pieces beneath rubble? Can you imagine how it feels to have more murdered siblings than living ones? Can you imagine the pain of a mother who hears their children scream? Can you imagine the pain of a family who sees the once young and happy girl become nothing but skin and bones? And yet, no genocide can last forever, and we desperately need your help to get them through this.

For anyone wondering, the GoFundMe is directly linked on Ayat's Instagram account, administrated in memoriam by Yasmin, one of the sisters, who is also the organizer of the fundraiser. (Yasmin is directly mentioned in the shared video from WaPo, as proof.)

I am asking everyone who sees this to PLEASE SHARE and also, if you can, PLEASE DONATE! Every little bit helps when it is a matter of life and safety on the line.

A few family photos are below.

Martyred siblings, Ayat, Ayoub, Suad, Alaa, and Adam, as well as Ghadeer's martyred grandparents:

Two of Ghadeer's children, Fida and Aed:

Despite everything, they shared the little food they had with a furry visitor:

[fading-event-608]

You may have seen my previous post [here] where I lament about daily donation decreases while getting large amounts of reblogs.

I still update Falastin's campaign daily, hanging on every donation. The trend of notes far outweighing donations has not only continued - it is getting worse. Despite Falastin’s campaign being vetted both here on tumblr and on Instagram, Instagram nets no donations, and Tumblr nets so few in spite of the campaign receiving constant updates and attention. 

In the last 24 hours she received only 55 dollars. This campaign needs to provide for 24 people - the rate donations are currently coming in is far below the necessary minimum for their survival. Prices in Gaza are astronomically high, but even if they were similar to prices in the US, and even if we take a better day like yesterday, $200 in donations - approximately $8.33 per family member - would not be enough to survive on. Would YOU be able to survive on that money? This must buy food, water, medicine, and all other supplies, including tents. Half of the family is currently sleeping on the street, and what little shelter they have access to will not keep winter off their backs. 

They have been displaced more than twenty times. With each displacement, they lose a great deal, because the time they have to evacuate is not enough for them to pack up their belongings. This is only getting worse for them. Meanwhile, people who have the luxury of turning away seem to do so more and more. Falastin doesn’t have that luxury - these are her loved ones in danger. So many of her family members have been martyred already. She cannot lose anyone else.

You stand at a point in history, and in many years you will look back on yourself now and see either action or inaction. You know which one you will regret more. This is why people are angry at those posts, why they scream of scams - because it's much better for your consciousness to have excuses for inaction.

An action does not need to be some grand noticeable gesture - small actions are just as meaningful, if done at a pace that allows them to add up. If you act alongside everyone, they may add up still more. 

Please don’t just reblog this. Find some other small way that you can help, and take that action. Maybe send this campaign to a friend or a family member, or link it in a groupchat. Even if you can’t personally donate, there’s a chance that someone you know would like to.

Please check today's rates before donating:

10$ = 102 SEK

25$ = 257 SEK

50$ = 514 SEK

100$ = 1,029 SEK

Vetting info: #282 in El-Shab-Hussein and Nabulsi's spreadsheet [here], #957 in the Butterfly Project spreadsheet [here]

Falastin's account: [link]

[northgazaupdates]

Mohammed Al-Habil desperately needs physical therapy. He was seriously injured in a series of IOF attacks, one of which also resulted in both a serious wound to his leg, and in the martyrdom of his older brother. His father was also martyred by the IOF in 2014.

Mohammed spent several months receiving treatment for his leg in a hospital, and his injuries caused him to lose all function in his wounded leg. After being discharged from the hospital, he was prescribed almost daily physical therapy.

This therapy costs $50 USD per session, and Mohammed has had to miss many sessions due to a lack of funds. He urgently needs these sessions, or else his leg will not heal properly and he will never regain full use!

I know $50/day is a lot of money. If it sounds like a lot to you, imagine the burden it is on Mohammed! Including him, three people in his family are either temporarily or permanently disabled. None of them have any way of generating income, yet they must provide for their medications, treatments, educational materials, materials to reinforce their tent against the rain and wind, food, water, and other basic necessities.

All the while, Mohammed’s health continues to be threatened, and new complications and expenses continue to arise. Now, Mohammed @mohammedalhabil2000 is very sick. He is living in a flimsy makeshift fabric tent, and is constantly soaked by the rain and chilled by the cold. This has resulted in him contracting a fever, which continues to rise. Imagine only having use of one leg, being displaced from your home, living in a tent, while being pounded by winter rains!!

Paying for therapy sessions and helping him afford medical treatments and basic needs will help protect his health. It will take a huge load off of Mohammed and his family in the short-term, as well as support his ability to move long-term. Please help protect his health by supporting his medical treatment!

If even a portion of you can give even $5 (€5 EUR), it will have an enormous positive impact on Mohammed’s life!

Thank you❤️

Link to share: https://gofund.me/326eaa2d

[storiesfromgaza]

Today, I learned about something terrible, and I want to explain it further here or in a video, but I can't quite imagine what I read, really.

Israel has the world's largest skin bank for the treatment of burns, skin cancer, and other conditions. However, in a 2009 documentary, it was revealed that most of the skin in the bank isn't from Israelis but rather from Palestinians, taken from "unidentified" or "not subjected to forensic autopsy to determine the cause of death" martyrs.

An article emerged around the same time, in which the head of the forensic medicine institute exposed Israel for allegedly killing and harvesting organs from Palestinian individuals without their or their families' consent. Reports at that time suggested that people from Gaza and the West Bank were being arrested, and their bodies returned with missing organs. Article Link: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2009/dec/21/israeli-pathologists-harvested-organs

Why the Jewish people don't register themselves as donors before they pass away, for instance, and allow their organs to be taken from them after they pass away? In the Jewish faith (as well as in Islam), the body is supposed to be returned to its Creator as intact as possible. Israel is aware of this in Islam, but as we've seen, they don't seem to regard them as anything other than animals...

[falesten-iw]

There’s been endless talk about bodies vanishing in Gaza: martyrs who don’t just die but are erased, turned into nothing more than smoke rising into the sky, like their souls got hacked and rage-quit existence entirely. And no, this isn’t some cinematic moment or dystopian novel. This is our everyday reality, unfolding in front of us like a cursed game with no exit.

Bullets? Sure, horrifying, but they play by rules. You’ve got entry wounds and exit wounds. Grotesque, but at least they make sense. Shrapnel? Same deal. It tears through you, maybe stays lodged, maybe tears its way out. Awful, but still following some logic. Both bullets and shrapnel can, yes, kill you, but they won’t make your body vanish.

But the weapons used by the IDF? They don’t just kill; they erase you. They leave nothing behind but the void, as if the universe itself decided you were a bug in the system and patched you out. These weapons aren’t just meant to kill; they’re engineered for maximum obliteration. Their purpose isn’t just destruction, it’s erasure. Like someone thought, "What if war, but with a side of existential dread?"

You can see that in this video. A martyr’s body lying in the dirt, and this strange black-and-white smoke curling out of him, like his very existence was being deleted in real time. It wasn’t fire. It wasn’t anything normal. It was like the laws of physics glitched out around him, like reality had decided to rage-quit too. It wasn’t just a death; it was a redacted event.

But here’s the thing: the Gazan people are still holding on. Barely. We’re clinging to what’s left of life as if it’s the last lifeline in an impossible final boss battle. But let’s be real, we can’t do it alone. There’s no Phoenix Kit or supply drop coming for us. That’s where you come in. Please help us. Donate and reblog this post to spread our story. BTW, this isn’t just my battle. It’s for 26 lives, including two orphaned children who’ve lost everything, and a family member battling hemiplegia after shrapnel tore through her during a bombing. She need urgent surgery to replace the infected, failing plates keeping her alive. The stakes couldn’t be higher. The future of 26 lives rests in your hands.

The video showing the injured family member is shared before in this post: Link.

Vetted and shared by @90-ghost: Link.

Verified and shared by @el-shab-hussein: Link

Listed as number 282 in "The Vetted Gaza Evacuation Fundraiser Spreadsheet" compiled by @el-shab-hussein and @nabulsi : Link

Listed on the Butterfly Effect Project, number 957: Link

Additionally, Al Jazeera News has documented apart of my family's case: Link

If, for some reason, you couldn't donate via GoFundMe, you can donate via PayPal instead.

Donate on GoFundMe: Link

Donate on Paypal: Link Please keep the conversion rates in mind when donating through GoFundMe. Every 110 SEK is equivalent to 10 dollars, and 220 SEK equals 20 dollars and so on. Please help us !

Note: There’s even a raffle for a handmade Palestinian thob if you want to participate : Link

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[rebeltarot]

YOUR UNIVERSE ➕ Who are you becoming now, and who are you meant to become?

"We can’t become what we need to be by remaining what we are."

[3 piles] ・ [3 decks] ・ [10 cards for each pile] ・ [letters, signs, songs]

Hello friends! It's almost International Women's Day, and I am so excited to share this reading with you. We are focusing on who you are becoming now, and who you are meant to become! Are you planning on rebranding yourself? Definitely let me know. I hope you'll enjoy this reading as much as I did doing it. See you on the other side! 🤭🤭🤭

Painting: The Rehearsal of the Ballet Onstage - Edgar Degas (1874)

Helpful Links: How to choose your pile ➕ Request a reading

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PILE 01 ➕

Disclaimer: All Tarot readings on this blog are meant for entertainment purposes only. My Pick-a-card readings are based on my knowledge of the tarot and my intuition. Tarot is a divination tool and should not be considered a replacement for medical or professional guidance. It is not intended to be used as such, and any choices made in response to my readings are your own responsibility. All interpretations are speculative, and whether you believe in it is your choice. Readings are for self-reflection purposes only; take what resonates, and leave the rest. My readings are timeless unless stated otherwise.

CONFIRMATION

Signs and confirmation that this is your pile. This can be anything from your initials, astrological placements, significant messages or signs, places, songs, etc. Please use your discernment.

E, blank, E, I, 8th House, North Node, Cancer, "be fearless, change is good"

Song: BESIDE U - MONSTA X, Pitbull

CARDS

Tarot: 10 of cups, the wheel of fortune, 7 of pentacles, king of cups

Oracle: pioneer, the spymaster, deer, Martyr, the brawler, moose

WHO ARE YOU BECOMING NOW?

Hello, Pile 01, and welcome to your reading. Currently, you are becoming someone with overflowing cups. You have much love and happiness to give and share with others. It feels like you are aligning with who you are and what brings you joy, which leads to fulfillment and a sense of belonging. I see harmony playing a huge role here. You are finding your balance and being at peace with yourself. This new version of you that you are growing into is collecting a lot of good karma. Things are moving and developing in your favor. You are in the midst of a transformative stage that leads to a lot of luck and positivity. You are going to become someone who welcomes change and strives to move with integrity. You are sharing your wealth, and you are swimming in your own passions and good fortune. It's so interesting to me because, essentially, this describes a creator, someone who is open to new experiences and open to trying and creating new things that others have not done before. It also reminds me of cycle breakers. This new version of you holds a lot of empathy and grace. You are learning and unlearning a lot right now, and I feel like you are going to be smart with the knowledge you attain. There is still a sense of distrust here, meaning that while, yes, you are growing into this person with an abundance of love to give and happiness to experience, you are not yet fully trusting that reality. Meaning that you are still in the beginning stages; it's new to you. You have figured out a lot of things, and positivity is already manifesting for you, but it feels like it has not been long enough and you have not collected enough positive evidence vs. the negative experiences. It feels fragile still. You are, however, being a lot more gentle with yourself. The person you are becoming right now wraps everything in love. Your first go-to move is to meet the situations you encounter with tenderness and compassion. You are healing right now with the power of love, and the person you are growing into can see the light and good in all things and situations. The reason is that you are finally seeing your self-worth, and you're acknowledging your grace. Beautiful. 

WHO ARE YOU MEANT TO BECOME?

You are meant to be a seeker, someone who keeps searching for new ways and new opportunities. You are not meant to sit idle; instead, you are supposed to become a person who is continuously striving for new ways and solutions. A thinker and a pioneer. You are meant to dream and implement. To move past illusions, find multiple ways and solutions to problems and situations. You are meant to be a dreamer and an idealist. Someone wise and diplomatic. Holding a lot of compassion and being devoted to the good and beautiful things in life. You are meant to become a person who can balance the head and the heart. Being of service to yourself and others is your cause and purpose in life. You are meant to use your knowledge and creativity for that. You are meant to help and support those around you who are hurt by bandaging them up and guiding them towards empathy. Helping others confront themselves and their lack of compassion and grace for themselves and others. You are meant to let your head and mind reach to the stars, yet stay grounded on the earth. Listening to your inner knowing and your attained wisdom to guide others through their journey. You are meant to be a guide because you have learned a lot and know a lot. 

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PILE 02 ➕

Disclaimer: All Tarot readings on this blog are meant for entertainment purposes only. My Pick-a-card readings are based on my knowledge of the tarot and my intuition. Tarot is a divination tool and should not be considered a replacement for medical or professional guidance. It is not intended to be used as such, and any choices made in response to my readings are your own responsibility. All interpretations are speculative, and whether you believe in it is your choice. Readings are for self-reflection purposes only; take what resonates, and leave the rest. My readings are timeless unless stated otherwise.

CONFIRMATION

Signs and confirmation that this is your pile. This can be anything from your initials, astrological placements, significant messages or signs, places, songs, etc. Please use your discernment.

D, I, C, T, S, Aquarius, Venus, 6th House

Song: Out of luck - Tkay Maidza, Lolo Zouaï, Amber Mark

CARDS

Tarot: 7 of wands, the emperor, 6 of wands, 6 of cups

Oracle: hawk, athlete, the heir, sea turtle, advocate, the poet

WHO ARE YOU BECOMING NOW?

Hello, Pile 02, and welcome to your reading. You are becoming a person with a lot of stamina, capable of persevering through challenges and competition. You can protect yourself; you are willing to work on yourself and do the difficult things if it means that it helps you progress and grow. You are not backing away from a challenge; instead, you are running towards what scares you. I see you becoming someone who is disciplined and who creates stability and success. You can rely on yourself, and you take charge and control over your life by putting in the action needed to move forward. Truly impressive. You are also becoming more observant; you are taking in the information you can collect, and you are opening up your vision to any signs around you, guiding you, and relaying a message to you. It's like you have gotten rid of the blinders that kept you from seeing, and now you are going through life with 20/20 vision. You can determine your priorities and focus on them by eliminating any distractions. You are being honest with yourself and working with who you are instead of against you. You are aware of your 'weaknesses'. Honestly, the work you are putting in right now is truly valuable and opens up a bright future for yourself. You are allowing yourself to succeed. The person you are becoming is not afraid anymore of success, and you are stepping out of your way, ascending to new heights. Whatever limits you might have had before, you are transcending them. You are developing your willpower and strength of spirit, which makes you honestly unstoppable. You are now seeing your unseen potential, and you are wearing that crown without any hesitation.

WHO ARE YOU MEANT TO BECOME?

You are meant to be someone who is in harmony, in alignment, and able to pivot when need be. The person you are meant to become is a winner; you are meant to experience success, win, and gain public recognition for your efforts and fame. You are meant to progress, grow, and move forward. The person you are growing into is confident in themselves; you are meant to walk with your shoulders straight and your head held high. You are destined to be someone! The fame aspect can be global or related to your industry or community, but either way, you are meant to be acknowledged. You are predestined to be an inspiration. I feel like this heavily relates to childhood dreams and innocent intentions. You are meant to be someone joyful, someone who looks back on your life with happiness. You are supposed to be someone who holds a lot of goodwill and can reach out their hand to others with positivity and appreciation. I see you being meant to be a protector. You are destined to master finding life's flow and to be in harmony with the rhythm of life to unfold your path. You are supposed to become a hard-working person who perseveres. Your mastery of yourself will protect you and lead to a lot of happiness and fulfillment. You are meant to inspire others to put compassion into action as well as be an advocate, someone who uses their public attention and recognition to channel it into growth. To advocate for important causes that allow humanity as a whole to move forward and transform. Through your connections and through your words, you are meant to lead with vulnerability and honesty. With the feather pen, a part of this pile is certainly meant to become writers or public speakers of some sort. Some might become poets or musicians, too. 

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PILE 03 ➕

Disclaimer: All Tarot readings on this blog are meant for entertainment purposes only. My Pick-a-card readings are based on my knowledge of the tarot and my intuition. Tarot is a divination tool and should not be considered a replacement for medical or professional guidance. It is not intended to be used as such, and any choices made in response to my readings are your own responsibility. All interpretations are speculative, and whether you believe in it is your choice. Readings are for self-reflection purposes only; take what resonates, and leave the rest. My readings are timeless unless stated otherwise.

CONFIRMATION

Signs and confirmation that this is your pile. This can be anything from your initials, astrological placements, significant messages or signs, places, songs, etc. Please use your discernment.

A, A, O, N, Aries, Mercury, 9th House

Song: is it new years yet? - Sabrina Carpenter

CARDS

Tarot: 9 of wands, 5 of wands, Knight of wands, 3 of cups

Oracle: dragonfly, mystic, the founder, owl, don Juan, the dancer

WHO ARE YOU BECOMING NOW?

Hello, Pile 03, and welcome to your reading. You are currently becoming resilient. Nothing can stop you as you courageously persist through whatever challenges you are met with. You are mastering setting boundaries, and you are guarding yourself and your peace. I do feel like you are becoming someone who does not shy away from conflict or opposition. Instead, you are welcoming diversity and opposing opinions to strengthen your muscles. What's interesting in your pile is how magic plays a big role both in who you are becoming now and who you are meant to become. The owl and the dragonfly are both associated with that keyword. You are openly embracing transformation and change. And you are courageously letting go of the past, allowing the magic of nature that is in you to highlight your brilliance and your blessings. I also see you embracing the divine more intimately in your life; take this however it resonates for you. For some, this talks about religion; for others, it talks about spirituality; and for another portion, it relates to practices such as tarot, etc. Either way, you are growing closer to the divine and embracing your inner wisdom. I see you also building something valuable and stable. You are founding something and birthing something brand new to you that has not existed before. I see you laying sustainable and stable foundations and building yourself a community that will last. You are heavily investing in your "village.". 

WHO ARE YOU MEANT TO BECOME?

Who you are meant to become is someone inspiring and energetic. Your future self is supposed to take inspired action and follow your intuition. You are meant to be impulsive and adventurous, spontaneous, and take on any challenge that presents itself to you and that you find interesting enough to face and engage in. I see you being meant to play an integral part in a community of people that you have built, creating new things together, brainstorming, and birthing something essential in union with other people. It could very well be a community of something. Either way, it's magical and relates to your inner vision and wisdom. You are meant to choose to see the truth and see through deception. You are destined to let the past go and make room for a better life, so you can experience the good life. The person you are meant to become is supposed to rise because magic and wisdom are your birthright. I also feel like you are meant to lean into your seductive qualities. You are charming and persuasive; own that. You are destined to be free and to dance to your beat. Self-expression and inner strength are really big factors in who you are meant to become. To show up authentically in a one-size-fits-all world takes a lot of courage and strength, and you are destined to do exactly that. Show your true self and follow your intuition; it will never lead you astray. 

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