Gaza is being pushed further into silence but the suffering hasnβt stopped.
Hunger is getting worse. Illness is spreading faster. Survival is becoming harder every single day.
We are living in unbearable conditions, insects everywhere, rats around us, disease spreading, and almost no access to medicine or basic needs.
My father is still fighting his illness. He needs urgent treatment but even the simplest medication is out of reach.
We are doing everything we can but itβs no longer enough.
We urgently need your humanity and your support.
Donate and share.
πππ Fundraiser vetted (#167 by el-shab-hussein & nabulsi), But we created a new GoFundMe page because GoFundMe suspended the beneficiaryβs account on the platform, which put us in a very difficult situation.
πππ My main account @ahmadwaleed55 was suspended, so I will be using this account to continue sharing my familyβs campaign and updates.
A mother's plea: Help us survive and protect my child who was born in war.
My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.
I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.
After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born intoβa world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?
After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and povertyβnot in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.
I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.
When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.π’π₯Ή
To donate or support us, here is the link ππ
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From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassionπ₯Ήβ€οΈπ
Hello and thank you for visiting our page. My name is Kristina and I am helping raise funds for Alaa, a single mother in Gaza trying to surv
Hello friends, I am your friend Alaa, who lost her husband in the war. I gave birth to my daughter, Fatoum, without her ever seeing her father.
We are going through a very difficult humanitarian situation.
My campaign is extremely weak, and it is my only source of income for my daughter, Fatoum.
Fatoum is sick because of the cold weather and the lack of proper heating.
We are suffering greatly from all conditions. Our tent is very poor and not suitable for living.Everything here is hard to find. There is no source of income, no money, and my daughter is very ill.
Please help me.πππ
This is a humanitarian case, and no matter how small your donation is, it will help me provide a dignified life for my daughter.
where you discover that when your lover is vulnerable, feeling safe and horny, this combination comes with a foggy room and even hotter skin.
or
you overstimulate zuko and he steams.
WARNINGS. MDNI. nsfw. porn WITH plot. lovers. morning after. gentle kissing. blowjob. oral sex (f! on male). cum eating. zukoβs cum is hot. and yes he steams when heβs close.
a technically part 2 of this >> know my heart but can be read separately.
WC. 4.790
Waking up, reaching the side of the bed and meeting warm skin, to you, was the best possible way to ever wake up to.
Hazy and groggy eyes sleepily staring at the gorgeous man sleeping soundly next to you, his long hair cascading on on the pillow, a few strands on his back giving a good contrast against the muscles on his back. Still feeling your body slightly sore from the previous night, heavy with sleep still clinging to your skin, you scooched closer to him and lifted your arm, tracing the tip of your fingers onto his back, the adoration you felt towards the man seeping through your fingers into his skin, your palm cupping his shoulder as you gave a light kiss on his shoulder blade, your arms hugging him.
He hummed, a sigh of content leaving him. It was no wonder that he was a somewhat light sleeper, given his duties as the lord of an entire nation, being accustomed to waking up early where the sun had barely risen yet. But today, with the sun already shining through the red satin curtains, the nice breeze of the highest room in the palace giving a good contrast of the heat both of your skins emitted due to your bending, he had slept in. In your arms, with his chest against your back as he peppered kisses all around your neck and cheek, giggles emitting from both of you until sleep took over your bodies and a dazed smile froze on your faces as you both laid together during the night.
He may be the Fire Lord now, but he was still the same boy whom you befriended when you were six years old. He liked the fresh air, company, good stories and quiet moments. He appreciated much more, now older, the tea moments with Iroh and your company on any matter. Be it to see him suffer in meetings, paperwork, or training grounds. He was, in your eyes, a simple man. Because loving him was simple to you. It came easily just as breathing.
With a groan, he turned around and his sleepy eyes met your now attentive ones. Lips met yours in a simple peck, and his arms went around you as well, giving a hug of his own, his head falling again against the pillow and eyes closing momentarily, a small smile on him.
βGood morning.β You whispered, the almost heavenly image of your lover so in peace and comfort, well rested and taken care of, sending a warm feeling to your heart.
Another peck. βGood morning.β Zuko whispered against your lips.
You smiled and placed your face on the crook of his neck, happiness threatening to explode your heart. If Toph were here, you were certain that she would either mock or be concerned with how hard, how fast, your heart was currently beating. Not that she hadnβt done it before. You remember fondly of the moments with the rest of the Gaang, where Zuko appeared right after deciding to no longer follow his fatherβs path, and even if you showed indifference over him for a moment, in secret, Toph would tease you nonstop because of your traitor heart.
βWe slept late today didnβt we..β You murmured.
Zuko gave a weak chuckle. βYes, we did.β
You raised your head in wonder. βAnd no one came to bother?β
βOh, they did.β Zuko looked down at you, mischief dancing in his eyes. βYou were too tired to wake up, and I told them to go away.β
A snort left your lips before you could control yourself, and once realizing what you did, you covered your mouth in embarrassment, giggles leaving them. Zuko on his part also followed you in the small giggles, his eyes looking down at you in his arms.
To him, you were a sight to behold, the most gorgeous woman, inside and out, that he had ever met and had the pleasure to say that you were in his life. Before as a friend, now as a lover and the one that holds his heart so dearly that he never felt even an ounce of hesitation on giving it to you. Watching as you tried to control your laughter while being held in his arms, your eyes closed in delight and the curve of your smile on your teeth, made the morning all the more special to him.
Sighing, you looked up at him again and with a smile, kissed him. He kissed you back.
Warm lips pressed against yours, tongue thick and heavy dragging lazily against your own, no battle like the night before for dominance, no. This morning, the kiss was lazy, sensual, two tongues dancing against each other, caressing from inside. You trapped his bottom lip on your teeth lightly and dragged your tongue across the swollen flesh, making you notice how the action had the room suspiciously heating up.
His lips were soft, his tongue was criminal, his hands caressed your back just like yours would do to his own. The silk of the bed slipping across your skin and the occasional breeze being pleasant against the heat. Kissing him was quickly becoming an addiction to you, everything about him was warm. His hugs, his attention, his voice that had matured so much after your teen years, his love. His cum too, apparently, and the thought made you smile against his lips.
Your fingers found your new obsession, his hair, and combed his locks lovingly as you then grasped them, not hard, enough to hold his head to continue kissing you. Both of your bodies were simply melting on bed, the kiss making him grow hazy and his cock, already hardened up naturally, starting to harden up in interest of your touches and sounds.
Sounds that both of you were emitting.
Sighs, small whispers of words that were not registered for how foggy both of your minds were. Groans, the occasional smack of your lips and the obscene wet sound that only two lovers in the middle of a deep kiss could hear.
Zuko laid back on bed, bringing your body up from the waist to be on top of him, surprising you enough to exclaim in the middle of the kiss, yet another smile sharing between the both of you. And yet, as you moved closer, your uncovered chest touching his, it was clear that the morning was going to be steamy just like the previous night.
βZuko..β You whispered against his lips, feeling his hands massaging your waist and his left hand being brave enough to cup your left boob, by now you noticing on how he had the same habit of cupping it with his palm, and having his thumb gently caress the nipple. He hummed, so you continued. βHow did you learn to eat pussy like that?β And he promptly choked, breaking the kiss in surprise. You suppressed a smile.
βI- Uh.. What?β He weakly said.
βLast night.β You continued, pursing your lips playfully. βWith your tongue, with your fingers..β You continued, painting the image of a woman purely curious and easygoing, definitely not jealous of a past lover.
He coughed against his closed fist. βUh- I just learned?β Your deadpanned expression however showed his lie was not good enough, so he sighed defeatedly. βSokka..β
You perked up. βSokka?β
Zuko closed his eyes, embarrassed. β..Five months ago, while exchanging letters, he mentioned uh- βFire Lord Zuko will have an army of heirsβ..β He imitated Sokkaβs voice but flinched as he looked at you and saw your amused expression barely holding a laugh, closing his eyes again. βHe sent some.. novels.β
A pause too long stayed for a few seconds, broken with your chuckle that slowly regained power and became a full laughter. βOh my. He sent you erotic novels?!β
He huffed annoyed, but the twitch on his lips betrayed the real amusement he also felt after hearing your laugh. βYeah, yeah. Laugh all you want. I made you a waterbender out of it.β Zuko smirked at you.
Surprised, you choked on your laugh and became scarlet red, the vivid memory of how soaked your pussy had become the previous night, along with the surprising squirt that drenched his pelvis making you embarrassed. βThatβs not- You cocky- Shut up!β You stammered, slapping his chest lightly and hearing the vibrations of his laugh against your palm.
βYeah, well. What? Did you think I had done it to someone else?β
βYes.β Your short answer surprised him, making him blink a few times.
Zuko removed his hand that still groped your boob and both his palms ranked over your body, hugging your form and bringing your body to fully rest on top of him, his morning erection being partially forgotten. βYou were my first.β
A small smile, undeniably relieved as well, appeared on your lips. βMine too.β
He sighed, and the obvious relieved expression on his face made you feel less stupid on how you were about to get jealous of someone that was not even real, just moments prior. βThen we will discover each other together.β
Placing a long kiss on his lips, feeling his cock twitch on your tight, you broke the kiss to peck and speak against his lips. βYou sounded happy when I said you were my first.β You knew what you were doing. Deep inside, you wanted to see if he shared the same thoughts and feelings as you. Maybe the irrational jealousy over a past lover that didnβt even exist, maybe the irrational jealousy as well about Sokka, just like you had with Mai, and a topic you didnβt want to approach just yet.
βI was.β He spoke without stopping his kisses against your lips, travelling to your jaw, his left hand gripping your chin to bring your head up and give space for his mouth.
You chuckled weakly, feeling the familiar warmth start to pool in the pit of your stomach. βYou sound like you would be jealous.β
βI would.β His hand gripped your hair from your scalp and you almost moaned, if that was what he felt each time you scratched his scalp with your nails when you two kissed, you understood why he got worked up so fast.
Your fingers wormed around his hair and turned your head down again, your lips met his, your eyes closed and a visible flush against your skin. Be it because of his hard cock on your thigh, be it because of his embarrassing words or because of his so openly display of jealousy that you found yourself liking it. You werenβt someone crazy jealous, but you knew that he was handsome to a point it was dangerous, so it came naturally. It was gratifying to see that he could be jealous too.
The same familiar feeling of his hot hands caressing through your body appeared, and your body sank into his with a sigh, his body heat being greater than yours, and making you melt in his arms. An idea came to your mind at the thought of his hot body, and how he warmed you up from the outside in the palm of his hands, to the insides with his release.
With a bite on his lip that you pulled with your fingers until he raised his head to follow you back into the kiss, you drew away. Only after he saw your mischievous smile did he give up, his head falling against the pillow again in a scene that made his long hair paint a crown of hair around him. A man so beautiful, all for you.
He was yours.
You cupped his jaw with your hand and had to give a genuine smile this time as he leant into your touch, your thumb caressing his lip once, receiving a small kiss on it, your heart beating for him. You whispered the three words you were not yet tired to say, doubting you ever would, and he whispered back four words in response.
Leaning in, you went to kiss him but changed your course and gave a kiss on the corner of his lips, then travelled to his jaw as he inclined his head to meet your lips but was denied. Featherly pecks soon became indulgence as you started to suck on the skin of his neck, feeling his breath stutter and him give a deep breath, his hands on your waist growing tighter. You hummed quietly as you sucked on the warm flesh of his neck, giving a lick and peck on his Adam's apple, travelling to his chest.
Zuko was quickly becoming overwhelmed with so little. Your touch on his body, the way your hands ranked over each inch of his skin, the way your kisses abused the skin of his neck and the peck on his Adamβs apple having the man bite his lip hard to hide an embarrassed moan.
Deciding to give revenge on how he seemed to always need to touch your boobs and nipples, you closed your lips around his right nipple as your thumb caressed the other, him having no other choice than to finally stop hiding his sounds and opening his mouth to release a breathy sigh, a flush on his cheeks appearing. How delicious it was to have him so vulnerable under your care. Your wet tongue gave a slow circle around his nipple and you sucked, as if you were sucking the skin of his neck just moments ago, as your other hand traveled with your nail caressing over his skin and onto his already hard cock.
Zuko felt a sensation that could only be described as βbutterfly on your stomachβ once your nails teased his skin until it reached his cock, a feeling familiar to when you are in a high place and you are afraid to fall, afraid of the height. Only now, he had already fallen, and he was at your mercy, completely putty on your hands.
He whispered your name as your mouth switched nipples and your hand grasped his cock, you moaning against him as his cock went surprisingly hot on your palm, his twitching member having such strong veins that you could feel it on your hand. He closed his eyes as your hand started to curiously pump his shaft up and down. Unfortunately, his skin was too dry for you to move your hand properly, making you furrow your eyebrows in displeasure.
Zuko could barely react when you suddenly removed yourself from his chest and nipple, his brow furrowing in confusion at the sudden empty feeling, only for his eyes to open in absolute shock as he felt a wet sensation on the tip of his cock, making him look down in an almost panicked look.
You were not looking at him, you had your eyes closed as the tip of your tongue circled around his tip, wetting it as your other hand remained its grasp on his shaft. Your furrowed look focused on his taste as you hummed in the new found taste, closing your lips around his tip.
His breath became choked again, a trait he realized happened way too often around you. His head fell back as his arms raised in a semi-up position, enough to see you exploring his body and making him a fool with new sensations.
Dropping his cock, you removed your lips from his tip and swallowed the taste, your tongue licked your own lips. Taking a proper look at the cock in front of you, you found it unfair on how even his cock was pretty. Thick, hard and too heavy to properly stay up, his cock was flushed red with anticipation and hot, against your palm, making you think on how it would feel inside your mouth. His cock was big, no wonder it felt so deep inside you the prior night, and you felt your own pussy clench in need on thinking of his cock being nestled deep inside yourself again.
However in one movement, you gripped his cock again by the shaft and gave a light kiss on the base, the skin one hundred percent burning against your touch.
Your tongue left your mouth and met a thick vein, tracing it with the tip of your tongue until the top, where you once again closed your lips around his tip, only this time you breathed deeply and placed both of your hands on his thigh. As soon as he saw what you intended on doing, his mouth opened to speak your name, to say that you didnβt need to do it, that it was not necessary, but was promptly cut off as your mouth started to descend inch by inch on his cock, your warm mouth swallowing his hot, pulsing cock.
A loud and throaty groan left Zukoβs mouth from deep in his throat, eyes rolling back on his head and his arms, supported by his forearms, almost gave up on his weight. His cock twitched inside your mouth and you hummed around him in curiosity at feeling his pulse and twitch, taking a deep breath and swallowing more of him.
βDear spirits..β He whispered, finishing with a raspy of your name, his breathing coming hard by the second, eyes hazy with lust and a tingling pleasure that travelled through his entire body.
You curved your tongue on him, tracing each thick vein his cock had to offer, breathing through your nose as you fit more of him inside, his cock reaching your throat to the point where you had to stop and focus on the length already inside your mouth to not gag.
Zuko felt his body go limp and the force on his forearms went down, legs unconsciously opening to accommodate you in the middle of them, feeling as your mouth went up and down on his cock, sucking and tracing his veins with your tongue, soaking him and swallowing the precum he had started to leak. Thighs trembling on the pleasure he felt.
You smirked after feeling the thighs around your head tremble, and after a few more sucking you removed your mouth off of him.
βN-no-β He started, no, he whined.
Zuko immediately felt his face flush in embarrassment, and you, on the other hand, felt your entire body heating up after hearing the needy tone.
Instead of immediately bouncing on his cock like deep down you wanted, you trailed down your kisses to his inner thigh, feeling his muscular thighs and trembles, your hands massaging the skin as your mouth gave kisses to it. Opening your mouth wide, you ran your tongue over his balls in curiosity, remembering that just like him, you also had your fair share of erotic novels in the back of your mind.
As soon as you closed your lips around one of his balls and sucked it entirely on your mouth, your tongue raking up inside your warmth, Zukoβs hips started to subtly thrust upward, tensing the muscle on his thighs and then relaxing, only to repeat the same process over and over again.
Zuko let out a moan, in response your pussy started to drip onto the sheets.
Another droplet of precum started to leak from his tip, and as you saw it, you removed your mouth from his balls and gently encased the tip into your mouth, sucking it into your throat and moaning long at the taste. No matter if it was salty, musky, undeniably him, just to see how much of a pleasure he was feeling and answering to your touches was enough.
A kiss to his shaft, and suddenly his cock was hitting the back of your throat.
Zuko gripped the sheets tightly in his hand, feeling the fabric rip against his nails, fighting the urge to use your mouth like he would usually use his fist while thinking of you, the idea of fucking your face with his balls hitting your chin making his entire body tremble in need, but still not doing anything about it, especially after you decided to set your on pace, going up and down on his length and sucking on his cock at the same time.
Your hands went from simply being put on his thighs to gripping them, and just like he had done to you, you passed your arms under them, holding onto his thighs like a support as your head started to go faster on him, moaning each time his precum became more and more present on your tongue.
He moaned your name, eyes closed and mouth opened in quiet moans, but never silent. Ever since you put your mouth on him, he became so vocal to the point of making you dizzy with a needy side of him that you could easily get accustomed to. βYouβre killing me.β He gasped, the pit of his stomach feeling uncomfortable with heat. βHaah-β He weakly breathed.
Humming gently around him, your vibrations not helping his case, his fists on the sheets to the point of gripping the bed itself. Mewls left your mouth at the taste of him, at knowing that it felt good for him when you did that.
Working through his shaft with slow and firm strokes of the rest that you couldnβt fit inside your mouth, a goal that you had already silently made inside your head that you were going to deepthroat him at some point. The long moan he gave in response to your touches coming with a breathy sigh in the end as he bucked his hips again.
Slowly but surely, you started to notice something.
As your hands held onto his thighs, your eyes closed and mouth enveloping him and not letting go, the skin that came in contact with yours slowly became more and more hot. At first, you thought that it was simply the heat that the fire nation had in itβs normal weather, then, you thought that it was because he was so worked up and horny that it heat up his skin, that was until you decided to open your eyes after a particularly harsh suck on your part and a mewl on his, you wanted to see his face.
But that was not what called your attention, no. His face was sinful, so contorted in pleasure that his mouth had a drool on the corner and he was breathing through his mouth. The thing that called your attention was how each time he breathed, steam would leave his mouth. Your eyes, even while your administration towards his cock never stopped, noticed the rest of his body
Breathing deeply through the mouth, his chest went up and down with the urgency of someone that desperately needed to breathe, and yet in a small and thin layer across his skin, there it was, more steam.
Each time he breathed his breath became more elaborate and short, steam seeping through his skin and placing a thin layer over his entire body, the sight so peculiar to see the fire lord so vulnerable and not under control to the point where his firebending simply started to act up against his will, but she doubted he knew what he was doing. To be the reason where it happened made a slight ego grow on her, and as a reward, as she continued sucking him, her hands went to his balls and started to fondle them.
βFuck!β He exclaimed.
Zuko in this state was beautiful, like a sinful painting. His skin entirely flushed and released steam that you quickly found yourself growing soft at the endearing sight. His lips still swollen from the makeout session you had before and no doubt from himself biting his own lip.
He moaned your name with urgency, shaking and thighs trembling. You could feel the heat of his cock growing by the second and, had you not been a firebender yourself, you were sure that you would get burned or uncomfortable. Thankfully, fighting against Azula and the powerful fire she had made you tougher.
The control he fought against slipped as you felt one of his hands gripping your hair tightly, and you moaned against him as a response that yes, grip my hair. Your soaked fingers started to stroke him faster as your throat closed and opened purposely against the tip of his cock, as your tongue still teased the same veins that were now pulsing against your wet muscle.
βFuck- Ah-!β He moaned your name. βBaby-β
Swirling your tongue faster, hollowing your cheeks, you felt a thick rope of come hit your tongue and the back of your throat, and fuck, he was hot. Once again, not enough to hurt, just the perfect amount of heat that would make you want this exact warmth inside you at all times, be it from your mouth, or cunt.
A whine surged from the back of his throat and his entire body went limp on the bed, his breath stuttering and mewls so low that if you hadnβt been paying attention to him, you would have missed it. What you didnβt miss however was how the thin layer of steam seeping through him became thicker as he came, to the point of turning your vision foggy as you looked at him from the position you were.
He filled your mouth again, and the thick and musky taste of him was eagerly swallowed. The teas he drank with Iroh certainly did not help with the taste, however you found yourself not caring about it at the moment, only a silent message that yes, i want to do this more often, and maybe just a small reminder to ask him to eat more fruit, after all, you would be swallowing.
Opening your mouth to remove him, you rested the tip of his cock against his tongue and stroked his cock, the rest of his cum landing on your open mouth and tongue, forming a pool that had you groaning at the sight even if you couldnβt see your own tongue properly. Like hot tea, the temperature higher than normal.
Hearing him choke again, you looked up and saw him on his forearms again, chest, neck and cheeks flushed, looking at you with an almost lost expression with a mixture of neediness and lust, watching the mess you had just made of the fire lord in disbelief, glossy and hazy eyes finding the tip of his cock resting against your tongue and you stroking his cock and playing with the pool of cum accumulating inside your mouth.
Closing your mouth and taking him by surprise again, you swallowed the cum and gave a final lick onto his tip, the deep flush on his cock receiving a kiss on the base of his shaft again.
Once you finally abandoned his cock and gave a few pecks on his pelvis, Zuko made a mention to bring you up and you followed, finding it funny how a person like him could simply act melted. You rested your chest again on top of his own and chuckled after looking around, watching as his skin still released a few steams.
βLove.β You whispered and saw as his eyes opened almost immediately, a reverent look on them making you pause and then continue, but with a gentle hand with gentle fingers going through his hair. βYou are making the room foggy.β
βUhuh.β He mumbled, sighing and closing his eyes again, his right arm lifting only enough to fully press your body against his, like a weighted blanket, only to fall back against the bed, as if you had sucked his energy through.. well, his cock. βYou almost killed me.β
You chuckled lovingly against his collarbone. βIβm starting to think maybe I did.β You said, making fun of his boneless act. He groaned and you kissed his skin, relishing in the heat. βWas I good?β
Zuko opened his good eye to look at you and scoffed. βThere is fog in the room.β
βI find it endearing.β You cupped his cheek and he turned his head and gave a light bite on the palm of your hand, making you retaliate by biting his chin. You hugged him tightly and sighed, body sinking into his own, your own pleasure forgotten as your lover still recovered from an orgasm that you were proud to admit to be the reason to be this intense.
The steam in his body took a few more minutes to stop seeping, as he inevitably fell into slumber. The fog, a few minutes later with the help of the open windows and breeze going through and inside the room.
To not be alone, you forced your eyes closed and went to sleep, feeling your stomach warm. Not only with love.
My name is Ayaa from Gaza city, I am Β a childrenβs teacher, 24 years old, living with my parents and siblings. We all used to live a peacefu
I hope you are doing well. It has been more than two years since the genocide, as you know. I once had a previous donation link, but GoFundMe deleted it.
Now is the time we need your support the most. The war may have ended, but the tragedy has not. Prices are still very high, and winter is approaching. There are many difficulties and risks β such as the worn-out tents and other hardships.
We are all in need of your help and support.
If you cannot donate, please write posts about me and talk about my story. I have become part of this community and have lost many friends due to account closures. I also face a lot of criticism for using translation tools or accusations of being a scammer.Iwant to draw attention to the fact that English is not my first language, and I always need help to communicate better with you.
In fact, our tents are worn out and not ready for the winter, as we were bombed three times during the ongoing war. Iβve attached below several photos showing the shrapnel that fell on us and caused the tents to tear apart.
Right now, I need your support β at least to provide tents for the winter so that we donβt face difficulties when it rains.
*My name is Hesham, Iβm 26 years old, and I live in Gaza.*
I used to dream of building a future β a home, a family, a stable life. I am engaged to a wonderful woman, and like any man, I wished to give her happiness, love, and the small joys of lifeβ¦ even a simple gift π.
But war stole all of that from me π.
Our house was completely destroyed by the bombing π₯. We lost everything. Now, I live in a torn and leaking *tent*, with rain pouring in during the cold nights π§οΈβΊ. We barely sleep from the cold and fear. There is *no roof*, no safety, no comfort.
I am Mohammed, I live in the northern besieged Gaza Strip, I am 21 years old, I have always tried to create a beautiful future for myself in which I achieve all my wishes. I had ambitions and dreams, but they evaporated because of the war, but I still want to achieve them despite the siege. During the war, I lost many things, including my university, my dreams, my job, and some friends. Despite that, I still want to achieve my dreams and ambitions. I want to rebuild my life again, so please help me in that and rebuild my life. Therefore,
please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.
My name is Mohammed, I live in a neighborhood in Shujaiyya, an area in the north of Gaza. I amΒ 21 years old , the eldest among my siblings.
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Hello friends,
Hello my friends,I am in urgent need of your help and donations. I was the victim of a major fraud by the first campaign organizer.Now, I am desperately asking for your support again through my new donation link, as I need to rebuild my life from the beginning and provide milk and diapers for my baby, Masa.Believe me, itβs a truly tragic situation β the suffering never seems to end. But your support can help me get through it and secure the most basic necessities for my child.
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However, the truth is that I never intended to cause any inconvenience β I was only forced to create new accounts after several of my previous ones were closed unexpectedly.
I sincerely apologize if this caused any disturbance. All Iβm trying to do is provide a decent and safe life for my children after everything weβve been through.
I truly hope you can understand my situation and give me another chance to continue what I started with honesty and determination.
i often think about that split second where orpheus has turned around, the wash of relief, love, joy, love, love, love that he feels when he sees eurydice. there is darkness and doubt all around him, the ache of his feet, the feeling of defeat, and in his desperation borne of love he sees her. and for a split second, love takes over. the last thing eurydice sees is love etched into every corner of her husbands face before she is dragged back into death.
Unfortunately, my wife is dying before my eyes. With a broken heart, I tell you that her blood has become extremely weak, she suffers from severe vitamin deficiencies, and painful spots have started to appear on her body because of exhaustion and extreme weakness.
Please donβt let my wife suffer. Every share or supportβeven a small oneβcan make a big difference for her. Your donation now can truly save her Please donβt ignore us
The latest storm hit Gaza with devastating force. Freezing rain tore through the tents, flooding the places where families sleep and leaving children on cold, muddy ground. The collapsed sewage system mixed rainwater with wastewater, spreading sickness and choking smells through the camps.
My family is among those struggling to hold on.
Without donations, it means no food, no medicine, no clean water, and no protection from this brutal cold.
If you can help, even the cost of a single cup of tea, it could mean warmth, food, or medicine for my family.
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Dear Esteemed Donors,
My name is Ahmad , and I am a 14-year-old resident of Khan Yo⦠Ahmad W needs your support for Help Gaza Families Secu
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Hi friends,
I need to clarify something very important. My GoFundMe page is still active, and I am the organizer in Gaza. The issue is not with my page.
The real problem is that the beneficiaryβs GoFundMe account, The person the funds are supposed to go to was suddenly deleted by GoFundMe without any warning or explanation.
Because the beneficiaryβs account was deleted, all transfers have stopped, even though my page is still running.
But life doesnβt pause.
My family in Gaza is still facing a brutal daily reality, and their basic needs canβt wait for a review email or a support ticket.
Until we resolve the beneficiary issue or get a new one approved, I have to redirect all support through Ko-fi.
If you are able to help, even the cost of a cup of coffee, you are providing my family with food, medicine, and shelter from the cold and rain.
Iβm not asking for something easy, but Iβm asking because the situation isnβt easy.
Your support is the one real thing keeping us going right now.
The link is below.
Thank you to everyone who still believes that solidarity isnβt just a word. Solidarity is life.
Support Ahmad
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Ahmad has been on tumblr for years and each time he has gotten a new account, the old one has verified that that's really him.
You can rest assured this is the real Ahmad Waleed, who joined us two years ago and described his 14th birthday being spent in a tent in this genocide, who has spent the entire time since then tirelessly advocating for his family.
Ahmad's family needs money every day for basic needs. Please, donate what you can.
Children like Ahmad are the future of Palestine. By donating, you could be part of what helps him and his loved ones survive and thrive.
