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Because of You, We Still Have Hope 💙🙏

There are moments when it feels like the world has moved on, like everything we’ve lost is just another story that people scroll past. But every now and then, kindness reminds us that we are not forgotten.

Today, we’ve reached $1,580 out of $90,000, and while it’s still a long way from what we need, it’s proof that people still care. That hope still exists.

I never thought I would be in a position where I had to ask for help just to survive. 25 members of my family are gone. Our home has been reduced to rubble. Every day is a fight—not just for survival, but to hold onto the smallest piece of dignity.

💔 No stability, no safety, no certainty. 💔 Evacuations, grief, and endless struggles. 💔 Dreams on hold, because survival comes first.

But through all of this, your kindness gives me strength.

Even if you can’t donate, just sharing this post helps us reach more people who might be able to. Your support—no matter how small—makes all the difference.

🙏 If this post has reached you unexpectedly, I truly apologize. I promise I wouldn’t be asking if we weren’t in desperate need. If this isn’t for you, please feel free to ignore it. No hard feelings at all.

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@bilal-salah0

From the bottom of my heart, thank you. Your kindness is the only reason we still have hope. ❤️

[crazynerdysoul]

Saw someone say this but hera was literally just making the ideal heros you want a story about a demigod? A son of zeus you want him to have a love interest? A daughter of aphrodite which adds on to my liper agenda of leo and piper were a thing hera didn't make new memories she just kicked leo out of them and put jason in

[ratfest]

UPDATE: slots are all taken, thank you so much!!!

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[amanimasri]

Help my little injured daughter🙏🙏❤️‍🩹

Hello, my name is Amany, a Palestinian from Gaza. I am a wife and a mother to a beautiful girl named Reema. I am reaching out to you for help for me and my family to escape the ongoing war in Gaza. I would like to tell you more about our situation in this calamitous war. We were displaced from our home at the beginning of the war on October 7th. We left our beautiful house and took nothing with us, hoping to return the next day after the war ended, which it did after a week. However, now we are in the sixth month and have not been able to return to our home, to our nice clothes, our warm bed, or our daughter Reema's toys. She cries daily because her life is no longer the same as before. She needs clean food, a warm place, clean water, and safety.

There is no safe place in Gaza; we are being forcibly displaced, facing humiliation, fear, and constant anxiety. Please help us find a life and a future for our daughter Reema away from fear and anxiety.

Our lives turned from bliss to hell in the blink of an eye, and the most affected is our child, Reema, who does not know what happened to her. Her psychology was badly affected and she began to become depressed little by little until she stopped eating completely and was transferred to the hospital.

For six months we could not return to our homes or check on them. After this long period, I received this photo from my residential area, and I was able to distinguish my apartment, which was directly bombed and burned, and it is the one that appears on the left of the photo.

We are asking for 35,000$ in order to be able to evacuate from Gaza.

$12,000-$15,000 for the permit to leave Gaza, crossing fees at the Egypt-Gaza Border, and transportation.

$7000 for accommodation, food, medicine, and other.

Me & my husband and Reema want 13000$ only to registration for Egyptian company then we can leave Gaza .

Any donation, no matter how small, will make a significant difference in saving my beloved father's life and reunite our family

https://gofund.me/0b31df4e

You can also support by sharing this campaign with your friends, family, and colleagues, and by posting and sharing it on social media.

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[smileyg0th]

THE smiliest goth ever!! ^_^ (im not even goth.)

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[deepdestruction]

[2late4ya]

guys really if you really can’t take it anymore just try being with a cat for a day. you’ll thank me later.

[kyros-tha-soldier]

"ummm, uhhh, akshually you can't compare genocides, ours is valid because it's being thought at schools 🤓🤓🤓🤓"

Like yeah okay sure whatever, by that logic let's go ahead and dismiss the Rwandan genocide, the congolese genocide, The current Sudanese and Congolese genocide and aggressions, the Khmer rouge massacre, the Selk'nam ethnic cleansing (there are almost only a 100 Selk'namese people left because of this) , the Inuktitut genocide, the ONGOING palestinian genocide, the Algerian Genocide, the Nanjing massacre, the Holodomor, the complete wipe out of hundreds of amazonian tribes...etc juuuuuust because missy over here "knows better"

Like, don't get me wrong, but we have our own eyes. And as you know: if it looks like a genocide and quacks like a genocide then it's a genocide.

I know the extent of this person’s justification for this argument is “I want to harass a Palestinian talking about the genocide of their people by denying it’s happening” so this doesn’t need to be treated any more intellectually seriously than a fascist temper tantrum, but imagine if we had to take this argument as legitimate. all of history is permanently limited to its facts, an infinite number of discrete events detached and unrelated to one another, unable to be compared because doing so would magically diminish the facts of their respective existence. what an ugly, dim view of the world, used for the express purpose of genocide denial

[transgenderastarion]

I am reaching out to you with a heavy heart to ask for your help. Could you please repost this message on your accounts or donate if you can? We are in desperate need to save my family.

https://gofund.me/5241a6c7 http://gofund.me

We have lost a significant source of income, which has caused us severe financial distress. This money was a joy to me and my family, but it has turned into deep sadness 😓. You can visit my page 🍉🇵🇸. We urgently need your support 🙏❤.

https://gofund.me/5241a6c7 http://gofund.me

I was a nursing student, my second brother was studying medicine, and the others were studying law. But unfortunately, we lost everything, including our education and the opportunity to continue our studies at university, because of the war.

https://gofund.me/5241a6c7 http://gofund.me

Best regards, Mohammed

Good look mohammed <3

[c1trvswurld]

i will never trust people who see celebs give out the most basic human empathy response to IRL humanitarian issues and instead of listening and promoting that celeb's voice to spread awareness they (their fans) take it as a moment to praise how "based" their celebs are and why you should "stand them" or "stream this".

like ffs...you dont care and it shows

[crazynerdysoul]

Am I called a loser for this by my friends? Yes but I don't care I LOVE tumbler names if I ever just want a good laugh I just go to change username that shit is funny af

[lunaversing]

[acidblum]

Cold • A.A.

Wife!Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader (AU)

PALESTINE DO NOT BUY TLOU

AO3 PART II MASTERLIST

Summary: it hits you after a couple of years being happily married to Abigail Anderson, the daughter of the most infamous man on the countryside. that maybe it wasn’t happiness, and that maybe she’s hiding something from you.

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, MINORS DNI ,ANGST, INFIDELITY, GUNS, reader getting called a whore, lowk traumatic, Abby being unfaithful and downright rude.

Rating: EXPLICIT!!

Word Count: 3.05k

A/N: hey y'all, idk how to feel about this one….this is my first fic ever, i've basically taught myself English, anywhoo have fun reading y'all, luv yaa, likes and reblogs are very appreciated.

(this fic was written while listening to Cold by Chris Stapleton)

waking up to feeling up the right side of the bed trying to get closer to your wife. nothing greets you but utter coldness. no head kisses or the pleadings of five more minutes, not even a kiss goodbye.

dread fills you stomach while you look at the bedrooms door, getting up and asking yourself if you made a mistake that’ll make your wife go to work without waking you up with her kisses. leaving you needy and promising you that she’ll reward you with the best of time the minute she’s back.

you put on your clothes and your boots, going to check on the livestock. pathetic that you need them to cheer you up.

tending to the chickens for a bit, before checking on your horse Bear. gifted to you by Abby's father on your last birthday.

he always had a soft spot for you as a feared man, he’s the most gentle with you and showed his support to your marriage.

you scratch at his head, while he tries to stick his chin to into your palm, making you giggle a bit before you head inside to get dressed properly to go pick up some necessities from the farm market.

walking into the market you greet the farmer

“howdy lady Anderson”

“well hello mister Banks, I'm just here to pick up the usual, I'm a little bit short of tomatoes and beans, making Abigail's favorite dish today” you smile at the thought of her.

“she is most certainly lucky to have you for a wife lady Anderson.”

you smile it him waiting patiently, he comes back with more then you asked for, handing them to u and shooing you away

“don’t even worry about it, i’ve put more in there of your favourite fruits, go enjoy them”

you saunter your way back to the farm, knowing that Abigail won't be home for another two hours or so, the feeling of dread still haunting you while you try to brush it off.

she's been your wife for a good while now, you can sense something’s new happening that she’s not telling you about, she’s been constantly on edge lately.

you do not want to give into the feeling and ruin the happy facade that should be greeting your wife when she get's home.

you get the food ready, laying it on the table wiping you hands on the apron you've got on, you head to the bathroom to freshen up, taking off the apron folding it neatly lest Abby jokingly mocks you for always leaving your stuff all over the place.

you come out wearing a comfortable attire and right on time you hear Abby's footsteps that you know very well, your heart jumps with excitement of seeing her, you give her a moment to unwind tending to your hair before you walk out of the bedroom's bathroom and into the Livingroom's area.

seeing her standing there with undereye bags, obviously very wound up from today's work whatever it is, she looks very disheveled you walk up to her towering form.

"hey baby how was work today" hugging her hunched form while she takes off her boots before she stand up, wrapping her arms around your waist, smelling her soap of pine on your neck. you lean back locking eyes with her patiently, you tilt you head at her pouty face.

"well you know my dad but it was alright, nothing more then work"

you hum at her, nodding at the table "i made your favorite, just the way you like it" before you tilt your head for a smooch she looks at you reluctantly before giving you one.

your eyes widen before concealing the feeling of shock over how this is the first time she doesn't kiss you willingly, or asks for another one in return, you keep your hands on her chest fixing her collar and unbuttoning the top three buttons for her.

before your eyes catch on a spot of red maroon lipstick. the look of fear written all over you face, spit piling up in your mouth you feel that you might puke, you start pawing at her shirts collar pinching it between your fingers. trying to wipe it off to no avail.

she notices the frantic look in your eyes "wha-" before glancing at your fingers that are now painted with the remnants of the lip print left on her,  clearing her throat before gently sliding your hands off of her, and walking to sit down at the table, taking off her hat, laying it down on the table.

while your form is still there where you greeted her by the door, in absolute disbelief, you've never worn a red maroon lipstick.

and it might've been one imprint but it felt like it was all over her, and now it was all over your fingers. laughing at you for doing everything you could to keep your wife happy, just for you to be greeted like this.

she clears her throat looking at you before extending her arm to you with a pleading look "come sit down honey." you try to muster the ability to move, walking to her slowly accepting the defeat she made you feel, holding her hand where the sun hits her face painting her as a martyr, a goddess you had no problem worshiping. day and night, and that's how she reward's you.

you try to sit on the chair opposite her but she pulls you into her lap wrapping her left arm on your midsection, feeling her breath on your neck before she kisses your cheek and your neck in small quick kisses, you think that maybe this is her way of apologizing.

 getting off of her lap you walk to the counter pouring yourself a glass of wine

"really you're gonna drink this? instead of keeping me company and sitting down with me?" 

"i am with you Abby, i am always with but it seems that you're the one drifting away from me" holding the cup close to you. trying to feel an ounce of comfort, you feel none.

she shrugs you off and starts eating like a hungry wolf which tells you of how hungry she is, you pour her a cup of water before she chokes on the food you cooked for her eagerly, wanting nothing but to please her.

just to now hand her the cup with disdain written all over your face.

"what's her name?" 

she hums not getting who you're asking about "who's name honey" her mouth full of food.

"the whore that dared to fucking kiss you with her red lipstick just for me to see" your voice trembling and you can't but find yourself choking up and tears start filling your sad eyes.

she wipes her mouth with the cloth before gulping the last of cold water you've given her, giving you the coldest stare she could ever give you

"you better watch your mouth honey, don't forget who gave you this" twirling her finger all over the place as a means to remind you to just be thankful, telling you that you are her property now.

when she's done been claimed by someone other then you, her whole presence feels different to you.

you shake your head hurriedly. "jerry won't like that you're being unfaithful to me"

tears streaming down your face, trying to calm your frantic breathing thinking about whoever that gave her a reason to be exactly that to you.

unfaithful.

she snorts at you making you look at her " so you think my dad will like you accusing his only child and successor? of fucking infidelity?" her voice rises with each word she utters. eye bloodshed with no feeling of remorse or a hint of sadness.

she stands up putting the cup down off of your hand, holding your hand in her's, prompting you to look at her while touching your knuckles tenderly.

"i need you here, she means nothing to me, you’re the one i yearn for day and night honey"

bringing your hand to her mouth, kissing each of your knuckles slowly.

looking at you from under her eyebrows, with darkened eyes. she kisses your ring cladded finger as means of reminding you.

you look at her teary eyed, heart broken like no other motherfucker in this damned land, never knew she could ever be so cruel to you, feeling her coldness evaporating into your pores.

you smile at her weakly before she starts wiping you tears messily chuckling at you, obviously not taking your feeling in consideration 

the sun starts to set as the weather gets colder by the minute, making you shiver in her hold.

she tightens her arms around your waist. leading you into the bedroom you glance at the wall where she keeps her shotgun hanging off of it like a trophy.

you shake your head of the ill thought that just came up into your mind, jerry will have your head if he finds out that you're even considering doing it.

she starts undressing and you watch her go into the bathroom turning the water to take her usual cold shower, leaving you to tend to you wounded self.

getting ready for bed. you sit on the rocking chair facing the slightly left open bathroom door.

watching her tall figure under the water stream, in any other day she'll beg to take it with her and you'll do so willingly.

getting lathered up in her favorite pine soap, letting her pin you to the wall just the way she desires you to be. breathing hard from her loving on your body the way she likes. having your heated bodies under the cold stream of water. 

you start chewing on your nail, tears welling up in your tired eyes. with the thought of how you and Abby met.. whispers of how she can treat better then anyone on this forsaken land, hushed words of pure love between the two of you.

she introduced you to her father even after you've voiced your concern of him not taking a liking to you, he ends up gifting you a horse for your birthday. after you've pointed at how much you like horses.

she was very eager to settle down with you, seeing you as the perfect choice for her, was it a friend of hers that oh so innocently gave her a kiss on her shirt’s collar, or is it a new woman whom catched Abby's attention?

a woman who's just passing by that she felt she wont linger too long, so she can have as much fun as she could with her?

you notice Abby coming out of the bathroom with a towel around her hips, wiping your eyes as to not let her see you still thinking about what happened, you get up to light the candles.

you see her sitting down on the bed. putting on her pants and giving you a come hither motion, candles lit you walk to her and sit in her lap facing her with you hands on her shoulder's, she holds you waist in both of her palms. running them up and down your waist looking in your eyes intently, as a means of reading what you're thinking of.

"you're mad at me honey"

"n-no i could never Abby, i swear"

she moves her hand to hold at the back of your neck harshly

"you swear for me huh? think you could make a fool out of me?"

"no no Abby i swear i love you i-i swear"  you reach back holding her hand trying to get her to ease her hold on you, her piercing eyes looking into yours.

"awh baby you love me, but you had to ruin the day for us didn't you?"

she kisses you, your body going slack on top of her naked chest, kissing her always made you feel at ease even in tense situations. humming into your mouth she starts kissing down you neck while you hold into her wet hair, you start moving your hips on top of hers for a lick of friction but getting none.

"h-hah Abby please" 

you know you shouldn't even be here, on top of her. begging her for more, you should get on bear and ride as far as you could.

but you know it'll only be a failed attempt before the Anderson's find you and drag you back to Abby, you'll only disappoint jerry by running away. no one to turn to making them practically your only family. with nothing under your name, u are helpless.

you decide to give Abby what she wants, whatever she'll do you'll take willingly, she flips you on your back undressing you on top of your marital bed, leaving her paw prints all over your naked body making you clutch on the pillow hard from her intense way of loving you, not letting up until you writhe under her.

trying to not ruin the moment by remembering the woman with the red lips.

she kisses your head goodnight and snuggles into you holding your midsection for life, catching a glimpse outside the window, you see nothing but utter darkness and the shades of the trees, no sound other then her slow breathing and the sizzling of the candles burning, you get up with trembling legs sliding her arm off of you. 

as quietly as you could you stand in front of the shotgun, contemplating and questioning your choices, if you are really willing to do this.

"fuck it" you mutter to yourself before picking up the shotgun, checking the bullets, you think of how Abby should've never taught you how to shoot, you bet she'll never see it coming.

how foolish of you to think that.

the moment you go back to the room, you see her sat leaning on the wall with her silenced gun in her paw. you try to conceal the shiver that runs through you at her burning gaze.

you try to square up your shoulder, failing as her mouth starts to tilt upwards as a mocking gesture, still pointing the gun at her.

entering the room, she shakes the handgun at u "u thought u were smart didn't cha honey?" she looks at where u were lying down and then back at you. 

shaking her head disappointingly "your father won't be proud, hell my father won't be proud if we die, at each other's mercy." she clicks the gun making you flinch.

she stays silent for a moment before clicking her tongue and continuing.

"she has the most beautiful green eyes you've ever seen honey, it was very hard for me to reject her advances"  

" then let me go Abigail...please?" you look into her eyes pleadingly you know the outcome but you can't help but beg her for mercy on your soul, she points the gun at your head.

"we're both stuck my love, you by duty and me by love" 

you lower the shotgun, laughing out loud at her dumb poetic remark. leaning with your hands on your knees laughing frantically while she looks at you quizzically with a smile on her lips.

"by love? wha- what fucking love are you talking about, in this state Abigail? i stay at this forsaken farm, tending to you, your fucking spoiled chickens, sucking up to you and your lineage just to get by" firing a bullet at the wall in a moment of pure rage you drop the shotgun running out of the room, hearing the bed creak.

unlocking the door and running out onto the cold grass tickling your feet uncomfortably, it is raining heavily.

you glance behind you while running to the staples to get to bear, she's behind you with only her pants on, aiming the shotgun at your running form, your heart thudding with fear as you trip on your own feet trying to get up just to trip again, Abby is right there in front of your cowering form

"a-abby i'm s-sorry" you plead at her

"no you fucking aren't, you wanna act like a whore? because trust me honey, i'll treat you like one"

she brings the shotgun to your shoulder, nudging at your shivering form as if you were infected with something greater then fear.

“get up and walk, you do not want to get on that horse of yours” she spits her words at you.

looking at her questioning your choice of marrying her you try to stand up, she yanks you straight holding your arm tightly, cutting the blood circulation from your arm.

“a-aw” you wince

“you wanna get on that horse? well i’ll just have to shoot the both of you”

walking you inside double locking the door and hanging the shotgun as if nothing happened.

“go shower before you get into bed” she goes to wash her hands and feet, comes out of the bathroom nodding towards the wide open bathroom door.

you get in and wash your hair and body hyperventilating under the stream of the shower, cursing yourself time and time again trying to cry as silently as u could. 

you get out of the bathroom with a towel around your body, looking everywhere but at her.

you wear the first thing you find in your shared drawers, getting under the covers hugging your shivering body tightly, before she cuddles into you.

oh how defeated you just felt, you could only imagine the life you could’ve built….far away from the Andersons.

[dimalry]

i luv luv luv ur art style 🤩(especially ur gwynriel art aaaaahhh😍!!!) I was wondering what other fandoms you drew, other than acotar. have u ever drawn kataang sketches (I just love the avatar series! 😁) Also lots of respect for speaking out on the genocide in Palestine (as a Palestinian, I'm super grateful for ppl like u who speak out for humanity ❤🇵🇸)

Hi lovely 💕 I have drawn for other fandoms before, but very few. I‘m focusing a lot on acotar, cause I‘m planning to make a remake (that will take a lot of time though).

I came out as a Zutara fan after finishing the atla show, but months passed by and I became more of a multi-shipper in this fandom. I love all the ships, including Kataang and it’s a CRIME that I haven’t drawn them before!

The praise from a Palestinian means a lot to me 🥹 What is and has been happening to your people is just horrible and gut wrenching, it‘s impossible for me to go about my day while people from the other side of the world are fighting to survive. But I have much faith in God and I know that Justice will prevail 🇵🇸❤️

I‘ll take this opportunity to ask anyone to send me some links to VALID donations for other countries like Congo and Sudan. I‘ll share them right away and donate myself!

[dear-ao3]

Katya and Saph support Palestine?? Luv you both 10 times more!!!

yes we do!