ποΈ Nadinβs Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future
Hello, my name is Nadin Iβm from Gaza. Iβm a graphic design graduate. Iβm a wife. And now β Iβm a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small design studio, of making art that told stories. I used to think about colors, fonts, sketches. I used to think about the future.
Then the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husbandβs family home. 25 members of our family were killed β his mother, his siblings, his nieces and nephews, children. Entire branches of a family tree gone in seconds.
We were displaced twice after that. Everything we had disappeared β home, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib. No stillness. No celebration.
But she came into the world quietly and beautifully. And in her eyes, I saw something I hadnβt felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.
Now, I spend my days holding her and trying to build a world around her that doesnβt shake with explosions.
We donβt know what comes next. There is no clear path. We are walking toward the unknown, step by step β with our daughter in our arms and hope as our guide.
𧑠How You Can Help
This is why Iβm asking for support. Not for comfort β but for survival. To help care for one baby girl who entered the world after everything else collapsed.
My name is Nadin, and Iβm a mother from Gaza.
If you can spare anything, it will help us:
Cover basic needs, so we can breathe and heal
Support a path toward even the smallest stability in a place that has none
My husband manages the donations securely through a U.S.-registered Stripe account. Everything is converted to USDT and exchanged here in Gaza. The rates are difficult β $100 becomes only 245 shekels β but we use every shekel carefully, with full transparency and documentation.
π¨ Sharing a Piece of Me
I want to share more than my need. Over the next few weeks, Iβll begin posting some of my graphic designs from before the war. They are pieces of who I was β and who I still am.
They may not be perfect, but they hold something real: my story before the silence, and my belief that beauty can still live alongside survival.
If youβve made it this far, thank you. If you can give β thank you. And if you canβt, just sharing this post is a form of support I will never forget.
Hi there π±
I hope you are doing well. My name is Naser, and Iβm from Gaza. I donβt want to make anyone uncomfortable, but I wanted to share a piece of my story β because right now, itβs the only way I know to try and survive.
This war has changed everything. I lost my mother and my sister. Our home is gone. What used to be a normal life β school, family meals, laughter β has been replaced by fear, rubble, and silence.
Now, Iβm displaced with my three younger brothers. Iβve become their protector, their parent, their hope. We sleep side by side and I try to make them feel safe, even when Iβm scared too.
We are trying to raise funds to rebuild our lives β to find a safe place, to go back to school, to have something to believe in again. I dream of going to university. My brothers have their own dreams too β of being a doctor, an engineer, just being kids again.
If youβre able to support us by donating π or even just sharing our campaign π, it would truly mean the world. Every small act of kindness brings us a little closer to hope.
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Thank you for taking the time to read this π
And if you'd rather not receive messages like this, please just let me know and I wonβt reach out again.
I noticed that I havenβt made it clear on this blog yet. Fuck racists, fuck sexists, fuck homophobes, fuck terfs, FUCK JKR. Fuck misanthropic people. Fuck people who blame every little problem in their miserable life on people who havenβt done a single bad thing to them. Fuck people who use the naivety and despair of people to pit them against minorities.
My name is Mosab Ahmed. I'm a proud father of three beautiful daughters π§π§π§.
Iβm reaching out from a place of deep hardshipβI've lost my home ποΈ and my job π due to the ongoing war, and now my family and I are living in a tent βΊ, just trying to survive each day.
I had raised β¬2848 to undergo a second shoulder surgery π₯, but sadly, my GoFundMe was deleted β due to banking issues, and I lost everything.
Iβm humbly asking for your support:
Please consider sharing my story π or donating even just β¬5 πβit could truly make a difference in my family's life.
Every share, every voice, every bit of kindness means the world to us.
Hi, my name is Mosab , Iβm from Gaza, and like many here, Iβve lost more than I ever thought I could bear β my family, my home, my sense of safety, and the simple moments that once gave life meaning. π
Iβm not writing this to ask too much of anyone. Iβm sharing a piece of my story β not because I want sympathy, but because I still believe someone, somewhere, might care enough to listen.
If this message finds you at the wrong time, I understand.
Iβm truly sorry if it feels like an interruption.
β‘οΈ Please feel free to DM me if you'd rather not receive asks from me β I'll make sure not to contact you again. π€
β¨ If you do feel moved to help β even by sharing β it means more than words can say.
Every repost, every bit of care, helps keep hope alive in a place that has seen too much darkness.
π Thank you for taking the time to read.
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Wishing you peace, healing, and comfort β wherever you are.
With deep appreciation
sadly I'm not in a position to donate right now but this is for everyone who can, if you can, please donate!!
You yelled at him once again, stopping and sitting on a nearby bench, trying to cat h a breath after all that running. Riki stopped hearing your footsteps after him so this was his sign to stop and rest for a while too.
He was a coward.
Literally all he did was confess that he liked you and you standing there dumbfounded for a minute made him belive that this meant rejection. You didn't want to think that you rejected him, hell you felt the exact same feelings he felt!
You stoop up and sneakily walked towards riki, grabbing him by his school bag and letting out a victorious yelp.
"finally you big dumbo, I've been chasing you since you left me at school and I always thought that you weren't a fast runner!?"
He looked scared but also relieved (?) at your comment, somehow feeling happy that you kept on chasing him.
"look, y/n, I'd really love to go but I've left an unfinished game of solitaire on my laptop" he said while trying to run again but you still held on his backpack for dear life.
"riki, I like you too, wait- you play solitaire?!"
"no I don't, I just heard heeseung use it as an excuse and I thought it would be believable"
Then he stopped and you saw how his eyes got even bigger than they were before, as he looked straight at you and then he did something unexpected.
He started dancing like a mad man.
"You actually do?!?!" he yelled and you nodded, trying to make him calm down and he stopped abruptly and hugged you, you could feel his wild breathing as he let go, holding your hand as he happily skipped towards the closest playground.
HELLO, EVERYONE! I have arrived with a brand new project for engene writers from all across this site to be able to join! No, we are not snacking on insects any time soon as the name would suggest, but instead we are going to be compiling a bunch of sweet and short stories into one big plate!
BITE SIZED BUTTERFLIES is a small, four month long project for us to write as many fluff-centered drabbles as possible so that by the end of it, we will have created one big masterlist of all of your stories that readers can browse through and enjoy! Anyone can join writing, so don't be shy!
YOU DON'T HAVE TO "APPLY". There will be no application process! Just reblog this post and you're good to go. Write your usual fluff that you'd do on a normal day and tag this blog in it somewhere, so that I know you have written something that the project can take in for the masterlist!
THE RULES ARE SIMPLE. First and foremost, reblog this main post.
(1) Your stories must be fluff-heavy, hence the project title.
(2) The length of the stories must not pass 2.5k words, because we really want to have small pieces of cute drabbles we can read quickly on the go. Make sure to have a read more cut as soon as your story exceeds the 500 words mark!
(3) Your stories must not contain any heavy gore or NSFW activities as I, the curator of the masterlist, am still a minor. Any other warnings must be addressed before the stories.
(4) The deadline is April 1st, 2022. Write as many of fluff entries as you can or want to by then and I will be reblogging them all and adding them to the masterlist. There is no limit as to how many one-shots you can write!
(5) You must tag me < @koishua > in the posts you have written for the BITE SIZED BUTTERFLIES project! It doesn't have to be a big thing, just somewhere in the corner or in your taglist, so that I can find your fics. Once I see them, I will be reblogging them in my sideblog dedicated to saving all of the fic's coming out of this project, so you may go ahead and follow it too! The URL is < @fluffhaven >
If your story hasn't been reblogged to the sideblog, then you can always drop the link in my DMs, because Tumblr has a habit of malfunctioning and I might not have seen you tagging me in my notifications!
LAST NOTES. For any questionsβ big or smallβ you are welcome to hop into my asks or private messages and I will gladly answer them! This is sort of very exciting for me, because I am a giant sucker for soft and cute scenarios. Really, this entire project is my way of being self-indulgent. Anyways, I hope everyone's doing well and will try out this thing. Have fun, take care <3
PS. If this all goes well, I will be starting a new project similar to this one for another fandom, so stay tuned!
warnings; cursing, gambling, loss of tOO much money, drinking, that's all
summary; your boyfriend had lost you on a gamble, even though you're were not sure you weren't happy with that.
I'm sorry I haven't posted the 1st part of the other fic I'm writing but I had this idea and had to write about it y'all.
Fools.
That was what Park Jongseong thought when he first stepped into Fever Casino, the most known one in the country.
As soon as he stepped inside he smelled the awful smell of cigarettes and saw old men sitting on every table, some hitting them, some yelling and others had a devastated look on their face.
That's life for you buddy. He thought.
He would only be there for a little time, that was a promise he made to himself before he even went there, but his mind had long forgotten the promise, once he saw a table empty, some young lads sitting there and asking the waiter to bring them something to drink.
"Is this seat taken?" he asked the young ones.
"If you got money, it's all yours bro" a dark haired man said, whose name he later learnt was seonghwa.
"I sure have more than you, my dear." Jay spoke, he had manners but seonghwa's remark about money made him understand that he probably was one of those, money hungry teens that end up loosing half of them.
They started making Betts and playing poker, more people had gathered around the youngsters and watched as the game had been going on for quite a long time. Only one person looked uncomfortable and had been looking like that for the last twenty minutes. He went by the name heeseung and his eyes looked worried and shaky. It was his turn when he broke down on the table and let out a sigh.
"I guess this is the moment where I put on something big on the table and I'm left without a penny in my pocket" he let our a sarcastic laugh and went on, "I really am left without a penny to be honest, and this might be cheesy of me to say but I'm betting my girlfriend, she isn't older than me, really beautiful, kind but kind of boring" he finished.
Jay looked like he had heard the most unfunny joke on the planet. Who would bet their match? Most importantly, who would find a woman boring? Right, ignorant men who only cared about themselves.
Jay had decided he would win the poker much, he had put an insane amount of money on the table and he knew a couple of tricks to win any poker match. He had to thank Jake for these later. He wouldn't let a woman become an object to any of the ignorant men sitting with him, he would simply let her go.
As soon as he won, he looked at seonghwa and said, "oh well, I guess I really do have money" as he hit everyone's money he had won. Seonghwa glared at him but left him alone as he also left the casino for that night.
He then looked at heeseung and murmured a "you're done dude" in the least sympathetic way possible. Who would sell their girlfriend like that? Coming to think of it, he looked like he would give it to anyone who placed money on the table. Oh how jay wanted to hit him on the face for doing that to someone who might have loved him. He was determined to make the girl feel better after that night. He headed to the casino's bar and sat on one of the high stools, asking for a strong drink, when a girl with a little smudged mascara sat on the stool beside him. Maybe it was the night's adrenaline but she looked cute under the red lights of the bar.
"Please don't tell me that you're one of those dudes to spend money and give away their girlfriends"
Well that was brutal.
"No I'm actually not, I came to forget about my family drama and ended up winning a girl. Poor her, heeseung must have been a shithead" he let out his thoughts as he hoped the girl wouldn't leave him in his misery after what she had heard.
"Hey cut the sarcasm" the young man cut you mid sentence and you tapped him on the shoulder, for him to turn to you.
"Dude, i would tell you that I was heeseung's girlfriend, you cutting my sentence is honestly quite a rude way to meet your new girl" you let out sarcastically and started laughing as he let out an exasperated laugh too.
"Hey I'm honestly so sorry for that, you've been having a shitty night I suppose?" he said, looking into your orbs and cracking into a smile.
"Could have been worse, could have been better, but at least, I got a chance to wear this dress!" You let out excitedly as you pointed at your long red glittery dress that you were oh so excited to wear to a date.
Some time had passed and you got to meet Jay a bit more, he told you about his full name that he didn't really want to use for a casino entrance and didn't forget to talk about how stupid heeseung must have been.
"I know you've been having a shitty night and we've know eachother for an hour or less but would you like to go on a date with me?"
"Jay, I'd love too, even if we've known each other because you were a poker match winner and I was a bet, doesn't mean I don't like you."
"Great, let's get out of here, where would you like to go?" he stood up from his stool and waited for you.
"Wait, right now?" to say you were flabbergasted was an understatement as you could see the joy in his eyes whenever he looked at you in the last hour.
"Yes!! Let me make this night, one you would want to remember as a happy one!"
And to say that it was a night you would remember as a happy one would also be and understatement as you would like to thank park jongseong for it.
I had a rlly good day, I'm answering late bc I had a problem with my passwords and replied now! I went to an anime convention after two years and also went to the cinema, a tiring but a very nice day!!
i just suddenly got the urge to read smt like this and iβll trust u to do this cus i love ur works smπ«anywayy what ifβ¦u made a love triangle scenario w jay&jake.. like, jake, jay and y/n are best friends, like the iconic trio, n jake is hella in love w y/n since ever but he didnt want to ruin their friendship bc of this or pressure them, tHEN jay starts feeling some time of wAy and also falls in luv w y/n but he actually confesses and they start dating for a while but y/n feels uncomfortable bc jayβs life is v different from their life cus hes very rich and his family is famous, lots of pretty n rich girls always around him, and thats not what they want.. mEANWHILE jake has been y/nβs comfort trough all of this even if he was in pain then y/n starts realizing jake is the one and thEN THE REST IS UP TO YOU OMG I DONT EVEN KNOW IF U CAN MAKE A SCENARIO W ALL OF THIS IM JUST DROPPING THE IDEAπ«π«π«π«π«SORRY THAT WAS LONG
I've started writing this request but I'm going to separate it in 3 parts, I'll make sure to tag you in each part so that you'll be notified for each part!!
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