Dear Friends,
Dear Friends,
I write to you with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart. After 188 days of displacement, constant fear, and struggling to survive, we managed to escape with our lives and reach Egypt. But the pain didn’t stop there. Just yesterday, we lost my children's grandfather 💔, not due to direct war, but because of malnutrition and the lack of basic life necessities. We couldn’t save him, just as we couldn’t save our home or our dreams.
The rest of my family is still trapped in the war, suffering the same harsh conditions that led to the passing of my children's grandfather. We are here trying to build a new life, but we have lost everything. We lost our home, and my children were deprived of their schools and universities. Even my eldest son, who worked so hard to build his future, lost his job and saw his dreams shattered.😔
We are now in desperate need of your help. We seek to secure a safe home that will provide us and our children with basic needs. Life in Egypt is extremely difficult, and prices are soaring beyond our reach. All we ask for is a chance to rebuild our lives and secure a better future for our children.🙏🏼
From the depths of my heart, I ask you to stand by us in these difficult times. Your support means hope and life to us.🙌🏼🇵🇸
https://gofund.me/59e9578a
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Urgent Appeal: Your Support is Vital for Our Survival
Dear Friends,
My name is Samar, and I am reaching out from a difficult situation. My family and I have been displaced five times, moving from northern Gaza to Khan Younis, and we are currently living under extremely harsh conditions.
The urgency of our situation cannot be overstated. We are raising funds to help us relocate to Egypt as soon as the borders open. Your support is not just a donation; it is a lifeline that will allow us to continue moving forward.
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For donations, please visit: [https://gofund.me/5b6f1940]
Thank you.
Warm regards,
Samar
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Hi palestine supporters 🇵🇸
I am Shima from Gaza,
Hope my message finds you well..
I’m simply don’t want to die, I want to live I want to give my children a better life. Help me to escape from Gaza❗️❗️
My home, along with all my cherished memories and dreams, was destroyed. Now, homeless, I struggle to find a safe place for my children.
Our situation is indescribable. the hopelessness of being unable to protect my family, and the desperation of not being able to provide for my children weigh heavily on me.
Please share, repost or donate to my family Please do not ignore my message 🙏🏻🍉🍉
Your donations are important for our survival
: https://gofund.me/b0450bfb
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Hello, please do not skip. I am Karim from Gaza. I come from a family of five. My mother lost my brother in the previous war, and now we have lost everything we have. We are living through something catastrophic. Please save us from this. I don't want to lose another person in my family. Donate and share. I need you 🇵🇸🍉🍉🍉
https://gofund.me/70501154
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Hello dear friends! ❤🤍🖤💚
🍉I am Mahmoud Ayyad, a Palestinian from the besieged and destroyed Gaza 😭😭, coming from an extended family of young children, women and elderly people ❤❤ who have been suffering😭😭 for 300 difficult days from an aggressive war.
Our lives are harsh because we lack all the basic necessities of life. Everything has become scarce and unattainable. There is no food, no water, no medicine.
So, I ask you to help me keep my family safe and alive, especially after we had lost all our sources of livelihood.Please do not leave my family to struggle and suffer these difficult days alone. You can support my campaign by donating whatever you can or by sharing my posts to reach others who can help us survive the war to safety and peace. You are helping the lives of many people with your small contribution. Every donation makes a difference in our very difficult lives. But this is a legitimate campaign and has been checked by 90-ghost.
https://gofund.me/31c5cbe3
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Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Can you please help me recycle the post on my account? 🌺 And help rescue my family from the war in Gaza? 🙏 Thank you.
https://gofund.me/d36bfdc0
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How did our lives shift from safety and stability to fear and suffering? How did dreams become burdens and hope a luxury? Every day, we search for answers, asking ourselves: Will there come a day when our lives return to what they once were? Or will the war remain a witness to the days in which we lost so much?🥹❤️🩹
To support us in this hardship and help rebuild our lives, you can visit the campaign link here 👇🏻
To all Palestine supporters 🙏
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We still need less than 1000€ to reach our short term goal of 22k€ ‼️
Your donations are important for our survival
Please help me reach our goal as soon as possible 🙏
We appreciate your help ❤️🙏
🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸❤🤍💚🖤 🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸
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Scrumptious well written food
89 and 90 for grumpy boy keef please? I love your blog so much!!!! 😍
Anonymous said: thank you for doing those requests! i feel bad about requesting so much from you ;; but like, that prompt list you posted have many ideas, so I’m coming back (the entirety of 51+ sounds so much like lance) // but for now, 89 & 90 for keith? c:
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89. “Aaand, they fell asleep. On top of me. Great.”
90. “You’re like a cat, but 97 times cuter.”
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You jump, startled, when Keith yanks open the door to your room and stomps to your bed, his brows knotted in a frown and murder shining brightly in his eyes.
He crawls onto your bed, still keeping his lips firmly shut, wrapping his arms around your waist and plopping his head in your lap, making himself comfortable and closing his eyes when he did. Shifting slightly, you sit up a little straighter against the wall, your fingers automatically finding their way to Keith’s hair. He takes a deep breath, and you can feel the tension seeping from his shoulders and leaving his body entirely.
“You still have your shoes on,” you chuckle, lightly brushing locks of dark hair out of Keith’s face. He doesn’t loosen his grip on your waist, only kicking off his boots, and you shake your head with a smile.
“Long day?”
“Hm,” Keith grunts, tightening his hold and burying his face in your shirt. “I just… I wanna nap.”
A laugh rolls past your lips and you ruffle his hair, secretly adoring the tousled look and the startled squawk that Keith lets out as he tries to swat your hand away. He scowls at you, his lips in a pout so exaggerated it’s almost comical. You peck him on the nose.
“You’re like a cat, but ninety-seven times cuter.”
Keith lets himself fall back into your lap. “Only ninety-seven?” he asks, voice muffled by your clothes.
“Ninety-seven. And not one more.”
“That’s fair.”
It’s silent for a bit, and you play with his hair a bit more, taking small sections and braiding them before grabbing another lock and braiding that too. It’s a habit of yours that developed over time–you’d always liked messing with his hair, and you knew for a fact that he secretly liked the little braids too, even though he pretended he didn’t. It was easy to see through him.
“Lie down for a bit. Cuddle with me.”
“I am cuddling with you.”
“Y/N,” Keith whines, tugging at your sleeves.
“Fine.”
As soon as you settle down, Keith snakes his arms around your waist again and plops down onto your chest, just like a cat would, tangling his legs with yours. He even snored slightly in his sleep, you know, and you bite back a grin; it sounded like a cat purring. It was more noticeable when he was really tired–like right now.
“You need to stop overworking yourself,” you say into his hair, pressing a kiss to the crown of his head.
“Hm. There’s just… a lot to be done, and there’s the Blade…”
“I know, but you don’t have to get everything done all at once. Missions with the Blade always wear you out, you should rest a bit in between.” You’d often find him snoring at his desk, his files still spread out and his fingers holding a pen or pencil. You know it’s useless to try and wake him up when he’s like that–he’d sleep for hours before you even had a chance of waking him up.
“Shiro doesn’t rest.”
“Shiro does rest. I make him. He’s almost as bad as you, but at least he knows when to stop.”
“I’m resting now, aren’t I?”
“I’m serious, Keith. It’s unhealthy to push yourself like that all the time.”
Keith groans. “I just wanted a nap, not a scolding.”
“I’m not scolding you,” you scoff, playfully tugging at his hair, “I’m just saying that you have to take better care of yourself.”
“I count that as a scolding.”
“You’re such a baby.”
Keith takes another deep breath, and you hear your own steady heartbeat resonating in your ears, and you close your eyes too. Your fingers find their way back to Keith’s hair, resuming the little braids. After a while, you feel the subtle shift in Keith’s breathing, and you curse softly.
“Aaand, he fell asleep. On top of me. Great,” you mutter under your breath, trying to shift out of his arms, but your efforts are futile. Keith has an iron grip, even more so in his sleep. Someone could shoot a cannon next to him right now and he wouldn’t wake up.
Naturally, the only thing you could do now was follow suit, and you shifted into a more comfortable position, still grumbling half-hearted curses when you close your eyes.
Hello, I am Lina from Gaza. I support 9 members of my family and provide them with life’s necessities because my father was martyred in the war and I am the eldest one in my family. We have been subjected to bombing, siege and starvation. Unfortunately, I have lost 18 members of my family❗ and I cannot afford to lose any more. With a heavy heart I ask you to help me spread my campaign. Please, what I'm asking is too much. Can you write a post talking about my story and share my story with your friends? I hope you will donate a little, $40 or $50 from each person.
It will make a difference with meso that we can start a new life outside stricken Gaza.💔 My sisters suffer from many diseases, such as skin diseases, malnutrition, and hepatitis. After my father’s martyrdom, my mother suffered from chronic hypertension and constant fatigue I need your support. The genocide is still continuing. Please help us to save our lives. The cost of travel for me and my family through the Egypt crossing is $50,000. I swear to you that I am not a beggar, but life ended us and brought us to this situation. We were people who lived in a beautiful house and a stable life like you 😭😭😭😭
You can verify me by seeing my account verified by dlxxv_donations I apologize if my message bothered you.🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉
You can verify me by seeing my account verified by dlxxv_donations I
apologize if my message bothered you.❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
https://gofund.me/33e0c09b
Never apologize for being a bother while your life and all your loved ones' lives are in such danger in such an inhuman way ❤️❤️
I've said this before but I live in a third world country where the concept of a credit card is not even a thing, I would have loved to support you but I'll do the next best thing which is sharing to people who maybe can, take care, we think of you and pray for you everyday
Hello !!🍉🍉
I am Ahmed from Gaza. I used to have a pharmacy in the north of the Strip, but unfortunately, I lost it due to the bombing. Under difficult circumstances, I had to move with my family from the north to the south, and we settled in Deir al-Balah.
Despite the challenges, I tried to rebuild my life, so I opened a simple pharmacy in a tent. This pharmacy contains some basic medicines, but it is far from meeting the needs of the people here.
I am now in dire need of support to secure my needs and the needs of my children. My first goal is to raise $1,000 to continue providing health services in these difficult circumstances.
I hope that everyone will donate and contribute to supporting this humanitarian project. Every support, no matter how small, will have a great impact in improving the lives of my family and providing health care to the community here.
You can donate through this link 🇵🇸🇵🇸: https://gofund.me/2a408c6f
Thank you very much🙏🏻❤️❤️
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