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god i wish gwylan and eden could have a threesome with the player. and theyre angry at eachother the whole time, trying to prove their superiority / that theyre the better partner. and maybe they fight over who gets what hole so they both end up in the same orifice, unintentionally frotting inside the character but refusing to acknowledge how close their bodies are. it would be so good
okay but i really adore the begrudging friendship that develops between Eden and Gwylan
I, of course, defended my man who Gwylan thinks is the 'scariest thing' in the forest
but then they start to encounter one another more often
and when they don't see each other they question it
both understanding how much they each both care about the PC
and even notorious control freak Eden explicitly tells you to stay with at least Gwylan to stay safe if they're not with him
to even Gwylan admonishing the man he previously told PC is the 'scariest thing' in the forest he calls home and Eden telling him he'd try to remember
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plz donate to this beautiful family or at least share their ( @shahaddahlan0) posts
I am raising funds for my friend in Gaza. This fund is to help her leave Gaza and move to… Manar Ahmed needs your support for My friend Shah
🚨 My Name is Nasr — and This is Our Cry for Help 🚨
I’m writing this with a heart full of pain and hope.
My name is Nasr, a young man from Gaza, and I’m sharing our story not because I want to—but because I have to.
💔 The war took everything from us.
In just moments, my entire world collapsed.
My mother and sister were killed in an airstrike.
My father is seriously ill and unable to work or provide for us.
Now I am the one responsible for my younger siblings—little children who have seen more horror than any child should.
We used to live a simple life.
We weren’t rich, but we had love and hope.
Now, we sleep under the open sky, surrounded by fear and uncertainty.
Every night, I wonder how I’ll feed them tomorrow.
Every morning, I’m just thankful we’re still alive.
This is not just my story. This is our fight to survive.
We are now struggling to afford even the basics:
A home, food, medicine, and safety.
Right now, we need your kindness more than ever.
Even $10 💵 can help us:
Buy food for the children 🍞
Get essential medicine for my father 💊
Buy them clothes or warm blankets 🧥
Give them a small sense of safety
If you can’t donate, you can still help.
🔁 Re-share this post. Spread our story.
You never know who might see it and feel moved to help.
My name is Naser AbuThaher , and my world has been shattered by war. I lost my beloved mother and sister in an attack that took them away fr
We are not just numbers. We are human. We are survivors. And we’re asking you… please don’t look away.
🙏 Help us survive. Help us feel human again.
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
💖 What You Can Do
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my
✨ Why It All Matters
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 )
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story
My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.
I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.
My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.
I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.
This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.
If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.
My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece
I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.
Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.
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how it feels to be in your 20s and getting sent TikTok videos from your friends but you don’t have a TikTok and it just redirects you to the Apple download page for it.
not to brag but im wanted by some very important organizations
This world is so shitty can we just get an alien invasion and be done with it like. we're moving so backwards it's actually insane. Minorities r losing rights ALL over the world , Hitler no.2 got elected in Germany, Trump is sending people to a prison that looks like the concentration camps in WW2 , people with no criminal records too. The state of the world rn is genuinely dystopian. I'm not religious in the slightest but I feel like now might be the time for the second coming of Christ or something
It's our last meal of flour.🥺
I'll let you imagine what's next 😑💔
Hey everyone..
This is my message to the world:
I'm Hassan 34y from Gaza and my lovely wife Shahad 30y. @shahaddahlan0
Father of a child my wife is conceived in the war after waiting 9 years
I have a small family, and they are all I have and all that matters to me in this fake world.❤️🩹
I don't like begging, and I cannot imagine ever doing so if the war had not forced me to do so.💔
If you would like to donate to us in order to secure another flour that will last until the end of the month, please do not hesitate.
or share my message, here is the link.☮️🙏🏻👇🏻
I am raising funds for my friend in Gaza. This fund is to help her leave Gaza and move to… Manar Ahmed needs your support for My friend Shah
✅️VETTED by @gazavetters ✅️ (#502) & @bilal-salah0
Me & My lovely wife @shahaddahlan0
GAZA 🇵🇸🍉🌿
Update..
Food is running out, and our supplies are running low.
We have nothing to eat, nor enough to buy a single bag of flour.
We're only $120 short of the cost of a bag of flour,
which might be enough for us to live a few days with dignity.
Donate please... even a small amount 😞
It's our last meal of flour.🥺
I'll let you imagine what's next 😑💔
Hey everyone..
This is my message to the world:
I'm Hassan 34y from Gaza and my lovely wife Shahad 30y. @shahaddahlan0
Father of a child my wife is conceived in the war after waiting 9 years
I have a small family, and they are all I have and all that matters to me in this fake world.❤️🩹
I don't like begging, and I cannot imagine ever doing so if the war had not forced me to do so.💔
If you would like to donate to us in order to secure another flour that will last until the end of the month, please do not hesitate.
or share my message, here is the link.☮️🙏🏻👇🏻
I am raising funds for my friend in Gaza. This fund is to help her leave Gaza and move to… Manar Ahmed needs your support for My friend Shah
✅️VETTED by @gazavetters ✅️ (#502) & @bilal-salah0
Me & My lovely wife @shahaddahlan0
GAZA 🇵🇸🍉🌿
Update..
Food is running out, and our supplies are running low.
We have nothing to eat, nor enough to buy a single bag of flour.
We're only $120 short of the cost of a bag of flour,
which might be enough for us to live a few days with dignity.
Donate please... even a small amount 😞
https://www.gofundme.com/f/my-friend-shahad-dahlan-in-gaza
I'm sorry but it's way too sketchy to have to "sign up" for a protest. There's no reason you should have to give anyone your full name, email, phone number, and/or address in order to march in the streets. People are getting arrested left and right because cops have access to information that connects people to the protests they were at. If an organization is having people "sign up to join the fight," all the cops need to do is access that list.
Just go. Don't leave a fucking paper trail.
crazy thang is whenever someone makes a post talkng about how xyz thing annoys them someone will always go 'oh so we're not even allowed to do [thing] anymore??' like no you literally can. that person just will not like you. if that is enough to stop you then its not that youre not allowed its that you are not capable of existing outside of the approval of others
why are you asking for permission. begging? are you a dog or a man
there it is
