Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.
Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.
We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.
Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.
Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.
The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.
Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.
We Don’t Know What Comes Next
There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.
My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.
How You Can Help
I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:
Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.
Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.
If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.
Wuh Luh Wuh, AFAB reader, CW for mentions of mental health issues, MDNI i will sick the dogs on you
SFW:
-Clingy
-My god she’s so clingy
-Calls you things like “Peach” “Angel”
-She’s a masc but doesnt FW toxic masculinity BS
-Her ex treated her like a man :/ so when you started getting her flowers and shit she cried about it sometimes
-“Peach, you dont have to do that:(“
-But you do bc you want to:((
-She likes braiding your hair
-Like, you’d nap and wake up with lil braids in it
-She tried teaching you to play guitar once
-once.
-It didnt work.
-She has literal inhuman hands ffs
-How does she play those notes, gdi
-Shes just so talented, so special
-And she loves what she does and good god thats so so so attractive to you
-Smells your hair randomly
-Sometimes when a gig pays extra well, she buys you clothes she thinks you’d like
-Tho she honestly prefers to see you in her clothes
-She thinks its really cute when you wear her over-sized flannels, hoodies, sweats
-She’s like over 6’ too so her clothes are so baggy on you
-If you ever hypothetically struggled with any self destructive tendencies of some sort, she would give you positive reinforcement to help you stay clean
-She’d take you to ice cream, get you that expensive book you’ve been wanting at Barnes forever, to celebrate you being clean!!<3
-and if you relapse she helps you set up the therapy appointment, helps clean you up, and reminds you she’s still proud of your progress, anyway
-Has you on her phone as “Sweet Pea(ch)” (she couldnt choose which petname to put)
-falls asleep in your bed sometimes, like randomly if yall are hanging out
-Bc you’re that comfortable with her
NSFW:
-okay so Ray above all else is obsessive over keeping your boundaries
-She worries shes being predatory (bc guess how society treats lesbians lmao🙃) so she tries so hard to over compensate for that
-She never is
-it’s actually gotten to be a little annoying
-Sub-leaning switch, but generally became more dominant after you slipped up once
-She was biting down your neck and when she kissed your inner wrist, you whined “mommy…”
-Oh she liked that
-She teased you over that the rest of the night
-Ray is an ass girlie
-She loves grabbing it randomly as you go about your day,
-While her face is buried between your thighs
-size doesn’t matter when you’re whining for her just from her grabbing your ass
-On that note she loves eating you out
-Like. she actively gets off on it
-She doesnt hate getting head, she is only human, after all.
-She just feels awkward getting head tho, so she prefers giving it
-she also sometimes is awkward with what to say during sex
-However, when she’s hooking her arms in your thighs and sucking your swollen clit, she doesn’t have to talk at all does she?
-Likes to spread you out, watch you twitch as you were all puffy and spread out, and loves to tease you about it.
-“Oh, peach…” Ray’d say while ghosting her long fingers over your embarrassing wetness.
-She seriously took that precious petname and made it into something filthy — making it refer to the mess you were making
-Lots of goofing around
-The most unserious person ever
-One time her mom called (who she wasnt out to at the time) and interrupted so she was like “Yeah mom we’re fine i had margarita pizza”
-(2 seconds Prior she had been literally eating it crazy style)
-“I had two slices and it was good” (She had made you come 2 times so it was her way of teasing you with a shit eating grin)
-“Margarita Pizza” became synonymous with head and that just sorta stuck
hiii mama !! i saw the bullets ray+frankie post u reblogged and oh my goshh ur mind ?! now i’m also fixated on the thought of them doing an eiffel tower on me sighh sigh</3
hopefully you’ll turn that idea/thought into a small fic//oneshot >< but anyways, mwa mwa kisses i hope ur day’s good mama we love u !!
hey baby!!! sigh sigh, ill have to write that now, sigh. what a shame! I love you too! its a tragedy!
kisses from mother!
xox
its not a bad bar. the beer is cheap and your friend is getting hit on by some lanky guy in glasses, so you can stick around and feel it out. it was a good gig too- the band was great. unkept and passionate- really letting shit out. so you let the adrenaline flick through you as you stumble to the bar. you're not dunk- definitely not, but your legs are fucking tired from jumping around and elbowing people for 45 minutes.
the bar is sticky as you hold yourself up on it, keeping a soft eye on your friend as she walks into the bathroom with the bassist. you chuckle to yourself as she holds a thumbs up blindly in your direction- waving a soft goodbye to you, even though you know she's probably gonna come out of that toilet in an hour looking fucked out and happy. you hear a laugh from beside you as a male voice states "mikey is always so fast at finding the girl he wants man,"
and you look next to you, and you're surprised you didn't see him sooner. he is tall, curly hair and cute glasses. you recognise him from being on stage- and you have just enough beer in your system to tug at his sleeve and say he-hey man, you guys fucking rocked-
but he turns around, revealing he's standing with a much smaller man, the other guitarist. cute. I mean they're both really cute. so you repeat the compliment again and say- fuck-you guys are seriously so good man- and the smaller ones reaction is immediate. he reaches out a hand and grabs your shoulder "dude-thanks so much, means a-a lot, were so new to this shit, you-you here alone? what your name?"
and you tell them the humorous introduction of, no- you're not alone but the, the bassist? they were just talking about, yeah- your best friend is the one he's fucking in the bathroom- and they laugh- offer a look of condolence and buy you a beer as a secondary award.
you guys get to talking, to drinking- all getting pleasantly buzzed as you talk about music and movies, fuck does ray really like Alfred Hitchcock, and then about being in a band and touring- working on new records. you all fall onto a couch in the corner of the dive and slump into one another. there isn't any quiet, isn't any space for an awkward pause, you fit in to each other easy. it makes you blush if you look at them each in the eyes too long, sure- but that doesn't matter. you return to the topic of touring as the smaller one, frank- discuss the displeasure of sleeping on a bus- you butt in I mean it must- ha , must like suck to not be able to like-ykno
and frank looks at you with a glint in his eye- "you mean like jerk off?"and you laugh at his obvious-ness. well yeah duh, like I would get stage fright to-touching myself in a room of my friends and ray laughs long and hard and looks at frank for a second, leaning up to lock eyes with him, raising an eyebrow- frank nods back from where he's sitting. "I mean, there's a way around it, but like- you gotta be cool about it-" ray speaks, hand finding yours in a confusingly supportive way, silently asking you to keep a secret- so you nod and mumble ye-yeah I mean who the fuck am I gonna tell anyway? and frank laughs from behind you, hooking his chin over your shoulder as ray whispers over "well-like we just fuck around with each other, ykno? its not awkward if you're getting each other off" and you feel franks head nodding on your shoulder- hear the wet click of his tongue rolling around on his teeth.
and fuck is that not the smartest idea you've ever heard. you grip rays hand back, feeling frank sneak a arm around your mid-drift and you whisper back ha-ha you guys should-nahh- and ray gets exactly what your putting down, so he pecks frank on the lips, once, twice, three times. you hear frank release a happy trill as they lay kisses on each other right next to your face.
and you don't know what comes over you, you wouldn't be able to describe it if anyone asked. but you just lean over and place a kiss to each of their cheeks, whispering cute into their individual hairlines. frank's eyes snap open when you do so, and he smiles, looking over to you, and you feel rays arms join yours as frank rushes out like the moment will break "do-doyou wanna like join us?" and you nod so fast you swear you hear your vertebrae snap.
you tumble into the van parked out back of the venue- and land on rays lap with a thud- his hands reaching around to un-hook your bra with a stumble, you tip your head back and moan as you feel franks hands wrap around the loop of your throat and pull you back for a kiss- he mumbles "ykno-ray is fucking obsessed with tits honey-you got no idea" and you laugh slightly as the sensation of a warm lips wrapping around your nipple consumes you- you whine and shove a hand behind yourself- touching frank through his jeans as you grind down on ray. its all consuming- overwhelming, you are covered in the smell of them, sweaty and ripe from the gig but you could not. give. a. fuck.
frank hushes over to ray- "you-you should fuck her man, you're-ha, you're bigger than me-" and you whine as you feels rays hum of agreement around your tit- yeah-can one of you just-just fuck me already? and frank laughs, biting a soft mark onto your neck as he flips you over, on all fours facing franks dick- you whine low and loud and ray pulls your trousers down easy "fuck frankie- babe look-" and ray swipes his fingers through your folds laid bare and holds up his hand to frank-his fingers are coated in you, stringy and wet and you hang your head in embarrassment as you hear frank suck ray's fingers clean and moan out "you taste fucking amazing, baby."
ray enters you after he fucks you open on his fingers, holding your head back with a hand in your hair- making sure to keep your mouth open as frank slowly shifts his cock into you.
and you are stuck in between them- consumed by them- its nothing you've ever felt before. as they push deeper into you to kiss over your body, locking lips in a sweet, definitely romantic show of affection. you feel frank nod as he fucks in and out of your mouth- ray whining as you feel "really-really fucking good honey"
the windows of the van steam up to a point where the humid air in the room makes you dizzy, you can only smell the warm, masculine musty sweat of both men and it feels really good to be paid so much attention. you let them speed up, use you- as they talk about you like you are/arent even in the van with them
"do-do you think she'd she'd call us after frankie, I think- think we should invite her-ffffuckkk on the road babe- what do you think? bet-bet you wanna be in her position-right now huh? want to taste her-her cunt?"
"ray-fuck she's good man, fuck would-do you think she'd be down to let-let us put it in at-at the same time??or fuck-ray you-you know I love your-your cock sugar would-would you fuck me and then let-let me fuck her, run-run a fucking train on her, rayrayray she-fuck her throat is so good feel-feels like she'sshe's closing in on me"
This gif is literally hypnotizing I like straight up have not been able to stop thinking about it. I'm being mind controlled to want to climb that man like a musically inclined tree. I don't know who made it (😭) but they have changed my life
Missing butch ray hours.. can I pretty please get the pet play with her? (reader is a kitty) ฅᨐฅ
-🐅
meow meow meow (were speaking) meow meow meow (mhm yeah I can do that) meow meow (I feel so normal about butch ray n her strap) meow meow meow
kisses kitty !
xox
I-uh, mmmm-
"that is not, how good kitties ask for what they want"
you been riding ray for what feels like 40 minutes, but you know it hasn't been. its been 20 minutes of grinding yourself onto the toy- ray being gentle with you cause its the biggest one they have. you're sitting on the couch- ray fully dressed, leather jacket pulled down their arms so you can nip and lick at her collarbone you on the other hand are pretty much naked, except for what ray asked you to put on when you got home. you rub your forehead into the meat of her bicep and whine mm-mhnnn
you for a lack of a better word you are throwing a tantrum. grumpy and impatient. you should really be getting pampered- like really pampered. kissed all over and cherished- thats what you deserve, I mean you put of the thigh highs and ribbon collar, curled you hair and stuffed the little white ears onto your head. you whine ray-ray can I-
and they slam a hand so quick onto your backside its like snapping her fingers- you whine and bite down into her bicep in response- and she does it again for good measure- you're drooling down her arm, leaving a wet patch on her grey t-shirt. "ask fuckin' nice, kitty. be a good girl- ask properly." as they hold your hips down and refuse your movement. yeah. this is a kind of pampering, in a way.
you force a purr out of your neck- twisting a moan through your vocal chords into a soft trill. ray rolls there head back against the couch cusion- and you latch your mouth onto her neck and you know exactly how to win this game.
you take a slow, deep bite into the side of rays neck- making sure to leave an imprint that would last for days- impossible to cover up. it makes ray moan and kick slightly- shifting her hands on your waist to lift you up and down in the smallest motions. you stop, and lick the flat pad of your tongue over the bite mark- whimpering as they shift your hips up and down harder, quicker
m'sorry but, not yo-you're not playing fair with me ray, gotta gotta fight back sometime
and you push the flats of your palm and force yourself up and down, kneading her chest with your hands- taking what you deserve. kitties don't have to be so fucking nice all the time.
Need Ray making us squirt with his tongue soooo fucking bad
fem! butch! he/him lesbian ray agenda. sorry im making this a post about lesbian sex, sue me for being a girl fucker.
kisses,
xox
ray has been fucking you with their tongue for 20 minutes, ripping 2 orgasms out of you with a technical skill that rivals having a degree in eating pussy.
and it aches in that really good way you know? where it makes your head hurt with tension, your neck is tired from stain due to you rolling your head back as you chant like a prayer rayrayraybabybabyfuckfuckfuck and it's so good, so kind- the way their fingers pull through your folds to rest at your clit- their tongue fucking in and out of you to the point his chin is soaked with you-
"baby,-" they speak, mouth full of you- "baby if you want my fuckin' strap you know what you gotta do-mhm?" and you whine and throw your head back in humiliation and pleasure. fu-fuck baby please-no-n as they keep going, flicking your clit with his thumb at a pace that rocks your whole body- "you-you've gotten ruin me baby-"
you whine as they reach a hand up to palm at your chest, touching you with an ownership that you love too much. you rock your head back, billowing yourself deeper into the downy cotton of your pillow- that tension continues rising in your stomach as you hear a- ahhh ahh as ray mouths open around your hole- waiting for you to make a mess inside their mouth- ray baby please dont-it's nasty-
ray laughs full bodily and speeds up, thumb pressing deep circles int you- "you are such a fuckin liar baby, what- you dont wanna take my strap? you were moaning for it all night last night, c'mon now, you think m'fucking stupid baby- i think the only dumb cunt in the room is the one pretending not to get off to the idea of squirting in her girlfriends mouth-"
and the damn breaks. the damn breaks every fucking night.
