Hello friends and foes!! ❤️ I'm a 16 year old artist who has way too many OC's, loves Bg3, and is a serious theatre nerd. I get awfully busy because of theatre, so my activeness may or may not vary!! ◇ He/It ♤ Transmasc ♤ Feel free to ask me anything!!
I’m so sorryyy aughhhh chapter two is like not quite done, I’ve got abt 1000 or so words in. Unfortunately I’ve been so busy, as I’m head of Stage Crew for my cities shows and it’s tech week and we’re doing Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. It’s been soooo fun but it hasn’t given me any time to write! I may just post an art chapter to update my fic
(Also this chapter has been such a struggle to write, I’ve had to rewrite several scenes 💔)
GUYSSS IM SO SO SORRY CHAPTER 2 IS TAKING SOOO LONG BUT IT’S ON IT’S WAY I SWEAR. I’VE BEEN REALLY BUSY AND BURNT OUT BUT PROCREATE LAUNCHED NEW BRUSHES SO NOW I GOT SOME AMAZING ART FOR WHEN THE CHAPTER DOES RELEASE!! (Sneak peeks below :3)
Another thing- I alluded to Tara being with Gale’s mother and then suddenly she’s at his house in the next scene uhm I forgot to mention that she flies between Gale and his mother. I’ll fix that in the next chapter, I swear. Anywhooozles- some pretty silly sneak peeks.
I love you all and your amazing support btw thank you so so so much <3
My name is Abdullah Al-Qassab, I’m 27 years old, and I am writing this message with trembling hands and an empty stomach — from Gaza.
Before the war, I had a small travel agency something I built with love, effort, and hope.I dreamed of a simple life… a dignified life.
But the war didn’t just destroy my home and business —it shattered my ability to dream.
Today, I’m not asking for dreams.I’m asking for bread. For water. For life I now live with my family in the open — no walls, no roof, just the cold ground beneath us.
We are in a catastrophic famine.
We go days without food.
We faint in the street from hunger.
Our bodies are giving up.
And still… the world remains silent.
My mother has a heart condition — she needs medicine and special food.
Now she lies in pain, her chest aching, and I have nothing to give her. My grandmother has high blood pressure — worsened by hunger and cold nights.
Her body is shrinking before my eyes.
And me😞?
I’ve collapsed more than once from weakness. From not eating.But I stand up again… because they need me.
What do you call this life?
Sleeping on the dirt… watching your family starve… praying your heart doesn’t stop before help arrives? This is not a life. This is a slow death. To anyone reading this Please… don’t turn away from me.
Help me buy food before we collapse again. Help me get medicine before my mother’s heart gives out.
Help me bring even one moment of comfort to my grandmother before it’s too late.
I’m not asking for luxury.
I’m not asking for comfort.
> I’m begging for survival.
Even the smallest act of kindness could mean the world to us. Please… save us from this hunger.
— Abdullah Al-Qassab
Gaza, Palestine
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"A Family Trying to Survive"
My name is Abdullah Al-Qassab, a 27-year… Maryam Awad needs your support for Help Abdullah's family in
📩 Or DM me if you prefer to help directly.. 🙏🏻
Every dollar helps. Every reblog helps. Every bit of empathy matters... 🥹💔
Please don’t scroll past – Gaza is starving in silence.... 🙏🏻😞
GUYSSS IM SO SO SORRY CHAPTER 2 IS TAKING SOOO LONG BUT IT’S ON IT’S WAY I SWEAR. I’VE BEEN REALLY BUSY AND BURNT OUT BUT PROCREATE LAUNCHED NEW BRUSHES SO NOW I GOT SOME AMAZING ART FOR WHEN THE CHAPTER DOES RELEASE!! (Sneak peeks below :3)
Another thing- I alluded to Tara being with Gale’s mother and then suddenly she’s at his house in the next scene uhm I forgot to mention that she flies between Gale and his mother. I’ll fix that in the next chapter, I swear. Anywhooozles- some pretty silly sneak peeks.
I love you all and your amazing support btw thank you so so so much <3
My name is Manar, I am 33 years old from Gaza. I wished to live a decent and beautiful life in my new home, to spend it with my husband and four children: Anas, Huda, Adam, and Mira... But the war came and turned everything into an impossible dream 💔😭. We lived through this genocide in all its painful details and we are still suffering from it 😭. My husband, children, and I lived in a tent to protect us from the summer heat or the winter cold. Then the ceasefire was announced, so we returned to our home in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the southern Gaza Strip. After we were able to repair a small room in our destroyed home, we started living in our home and starting over. Unfortunately, the war returned, and it was stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter because the occupation stormed our area. We were displaced again to the west of Gaza City in a tent and we have no source of income. We exhausted all our savings during the war. I know I started my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other way to help my family. I'm absolutely sure there will be many kind people who will save my family's lives from the threat of death.
Hello! My name is Mia Collyer and I live in Australia and I help to make campaigns for displaced Gazans!!
So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amount—it will have a big impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.https://chuffed.org/project/132755-help-arij-and-9-children-survive
This devastating war has left us with no place of safety or comfort. 🏚️💔
On August 10, 2025, my father was martyred 🕊️, leaving behind an unhealed wound. He left me, my young siblings 👧🧒, and my mother 🤱 alone, without a breadwinner or a warm embrace to protect us. 💔
Displacement continues, and living in tents ⛺ is nothing but unbearable humiliation and degradation, with cold 🥶, hunger 🍞, and a lack of the most basic necessities of life.
My name is Tasneem, I’m 19 years old, and I’m from Gaza.
Today, I live with my siblings and mother under bombardment 💣, amidst displacement and deprivation. Despite all this pain, I still try to shout out to the world 🌍: Help us survive.
I, Tasneem 🙋♀️, ask every person with a compassionate heart ❤️ to stand by us. Your donation is not just money 💵; it is a life saved 🙏, a childhood protected 🧸, and a mother reassured 🤍 that her children will not go to bed hungry 😔.
Please... extend a helping hand 🤲 and support my family in the face of this war of extermination. Any donation, any help, or even sharing my story 📢 can make a difference. Speak up, let the world hear us. ✊🌎
✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters, my verified number on the list is ( #683 )
hey guys if you have anything to spare at all PLEASE donate to tasneem’s campaign. He needs urgent help!! tasneem’s father has been martyred and he at 20 years old has has to take care of his family himself. 💔 anything helps even if it’s just the price of your daily cup of coffee! Please help him get out of this horrible situation🙏
My name is Mohammed, I live in Gaza City and I am 19 years old. I have lived through the full horrors of war — hunger, displacement, fear, relentless bombings, destruction, and so many other painful experiences 🥹😭.I never created a donation link before, and I haven’t received any kind of help throughout this devastating war 🥲💔.
I was so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and I dreamed of starting a small shop to earn a living. But sadly, the war returned — even more violent and destructive than before 😭.Our area has now been declared a dangerous combat zone, and we lost our home — the only shelter we had 💔.
Worst of all, my father was seriously injured: he tragically lost one of his hands and an eye, and he is now completely unable to work or support our family 🥲😭.
Prices have skyrocketed, and we have no source of income. I’m launching this donation campaign now with a broken heart but a little hope 🥲.
Please, for the sake of humanity and for the sake of my family, consider making a donation to help us survive 🙏💔.
I just created the donation link, hoping that someone out there might lend a helping hand.
My name is Mohammed. I am 18 years old and live in Gaza City. I am still at the beginning of my life, dreaming of a better future. My father
Guuysssss do not worry, chapter 2 oc To Hold A Star is on its way!! I'm abt halfway through writing though its been a struggle- if any other writers have any storytelling tips I would LOVE to hear them!! I also have some crazy plans for future chapters. It's gonna be sooo fun (for me. You guys may or may not suffer). Also pre-vampire Astarion is so silly 💔
Five months ago, we were forced to leave our home in the Shujaiya neighborhood 🏚️💔, the place that held our memories and dreams ✨. We carried what we could of belongings 🎒, and our hearts heavy with pain 💔😔, and left for a small tent on the Gaza beach ⛺. There, we learned to endure fear and hunger 😢🍞, soothe our children's tears every night 😭, and try to convince them that tomorrow might be better 🤲.
But the occupation isn't giving us a chance to settle down 🕊️. Today, they're demanding that we move again to the southern Gaza Strip 💔. This time, leaving isn't an option; it's a heavy burden we can't bear 😞. Displacement requires $2,000 💵 for transportation 🚐, buying a tent ⛺, and renting a plot of land where we can take refuge 🙏.
The situation is getting more dangerous ⚠️, and our children are living amidst terror and deprivation 😢💔. We aren't asking for much 🙏, just what gives us the ability to survive ✨. Any support from you, even if it's small, could be the difference that saves our lives ❤️🩹 and gives us a glimmer of hope in the midst of this darkness 🕯️.
From my heart to you ❤️: Help us live in peace 🕊️🤍. 💔
I am Hanaa, a resident of Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I am 38 years old. I live with my eight children and my husband in the Gaza Strip. Before the war on Gaza began, I was living a happy life with my children and my husband.
My name is Hanaa, I’m 41 years old, and I live in Gaza City—specifically in the northern Gaza Strip—with my husband and our eight children.
We had a monthly income that was sufficient to meet our needs and fulfill our requests. When the war on Gaza began on 10/7/2023, we lived as homeless people after our entire house was bombed at the beginning of the war. We were displaced to countless areas since the first day of the war. After more than 200 days of the war, one of my sons was martyred and two others were injured while trying to find us food to satisfy our hunger. I became fully responsible for him after my eldest son was martyred and the other two were seriously injured. My children,
my husband and I live in displacement camps. We have no other shelter. For the sake of God, help me feed my children and build a home for us. Donate to me, even if it is a little, because I need your help.
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 am 21 years old , the eldest among my siblings.
From the Heart of Gaza: The Story of a Family Facing Hardship
I am Amer, a Palestinian man from Gaza. I live with my wife and four children in conditions that cannot be described in words. Although life here is very difficult, hope never leaves our hearts.
I live with my mother and my single sister, Reem, in the same small tent. We only have a few basic necessities, and daily life is full of challenges: lack of electricity, scarce water, and difficulty securing food and medicine.
The situation in Gaza is unforgiving, and every day we face relentless struggles. But I believe that strength lies in unity, and that support, no matter how small, can change our family's life.
Hello, my name is Reem Ahmed. I am 38 years old. My family and I live in Gaza. We had a perfect life before the war, but fate would have it
My sister Reem and I launched this campaign as a cry of hope and a plea to help us overcome this ordeal. We ask only for a chance to live with dignity for my children and my family.
If you hear our story, please pass it on and share your support, whether through prayer, a kind word, or any way you can.
AAA GUYS I JUST. POSTED MY FIRST FIC. IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF I NEVER REALIZED I COULD DO IT BUT I DID IT!! I'm so hyped I have so many plans for this ficcccc I hope you all can enjoy it like I do!! I had help from my bsf for the editing- they don't have an ao3 account yet so I can’t give proper credits, but they’re amazing!!
MY FIC HERE IF YOU WANNA READ IT- SO FAR ONLY HAVE CHAPTER 1
I am Hanaa, a resident of Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I am 38 years old. I live with my eight children and my husband in the Gaza Strip. Before the war on Gaza began, I was living a happy life with my children and my husband.
My name is Hanaa, I’m 41 years old, and I live in Gaza City—specifically in the northern Gaza Strip—with my husband and our eight children.
We had a monthly income that was sufficient to meet our needs and fulfill our requests. When the war on Gaza began on 10/7/2023, we lived as homeless people after our entire house was bombed at the beginning of the war. We were displaced to countless areas since the first day of the war. After more than 200 days of the war, one of my sons was martyred and two others were injured while trying to find us food to satisfy our hunger. I became fully responsible for him after my eldest son was martyred and the other two were seriously injured. My children,
my husband and I live in displacement camps. We have no other shelter. For the sake of God, help me feed my children and build a home for us. Donate to me, even if it is a little, because I need your help.
Hello my friends, I am in desperate need of your help. GoFundMe deleted my campaign after it stopped for over 5 months without any reason mentioned...
I lost around 35,000 of a total of48,000, and now they are going to refund the donations to the donors. That's why I am urgently asking for your help and donations through the new link...
We are going through very tough days and extremely bad situations. We are witnessing famine everywhere, so please, if you can donate or share, don’t stop 💔💔🙏
Please donate and share🙏
My name is Ayaa from Gaza city, I am a children’s teacher, 24 years old, living with my parents and siblings. We all used to live a peacefu
Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honestly what happened: I closed that campaign myself because receiving the money there was very difficult. Their strict policies only allowed transfers in one currency (USD), which made it hard for many people who wanted to support us in other currencies. Some donations could not even reach us, and part of the money had to be returned to the donors.
That’s why I decided to move my campaign here to chuffed.org. This platform is much better for our situation because it allows people to donate in different currencies (USD, EUR, and more). This way, support can truly reach us without these problems.
Before you donate, please take a moment to read our story 💛. This link is where you can help support our family, and reading our journey will show you exactly how your contribution can make a real difference.👇
Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza.Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honest
Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza and this is Our Story from Gaza: Before and After 💔
Before the war, my family and I lived in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood of Gaza City. Our life was simple but full of meaning. I lived with my parents, my brother, and my sister in a home filled with love and laughter.
Every morning, my father and mother would wake up early to go to work, while my sister prepared for school. We had our normal daily routines, shared meals together, celebrated birthdays, and dreamed of the future.
It wasn’t a rich life, but it was ours. We had our house, a small piece of farmland, good neighbors, and beautiful land around us that gave us a sense of peace and belonging. My mother, father, and sister were always part of this daily rhythm, making our life feel ordinary yet full of warmth and stability.
Every Thursday, our whole family would gather at my grandmother’s house laughter, stories, and meals together. That special time brought us closer and filled our hearts with joy. Now, all of that is gone.
Our home between before and after 🥺💔
The Day Everything Changed
During the first week of the war, the bombing forced us to leave our home. We thought it would be temporary, but then came the news that broke us: our home was completely destroyed. Flattened to the ground. Everything we worked for and saved, every memory, gone in a moment.Since then, we have been displaced multiple times from Shuja'iyya to Rimal, then Al-Zawada, and finally Rafah. Each time we carried less with us. We’ve slept on floors, in schools, and even tents. Nights are freezing, days are unbearably hot. There is no clean water, no electricity, no toilets. We wait hours just for bread. We lost not only our home but also our jobs, our stability, and our sense of safety. Right now, our only dream is to survive tomorrow.
Why I Am Asking for Your Help
I am starting this campaign to support my family because the war destroyed everything we had our home, our land, our routines, and our sense of safety. Your help will allow us to rebuild our lives step by step.
and we are raising $20,000 to help my family survive and rebuild after the war. This amount will allow us to:
1-Rebuilding our home and farmland: Our house was completely destroyed, along with our small piece of farmland. These were not just buildings or land they were the heart of our daily life, where we felt safe and connected to our surroundings. We need help to repair and rebuild a stable home and restore the land that provided us with peace and sustenance.
2-Restoring our daily life and happiness: Before the war, we had routines and small joys working in the fields, sharing meals, celebrating birthdays, and seeing our neighbors regularly. Every Thursday, our family gathered at my grandmother’s house. Those ordinary days brought us happiness and a sense of belonging. We want to bring back some of that normal life.
3-Support for work and livelihoods: The war took away our jobs and sources of income. My parents, who used to work hard to provide for the family, can no longer earn a living safely. Donations will help us cover essential expenses and start rebuilding work opportunities so we can support ourselves again.
4-Food, clean water, and urgent health needs: Life now is a struggle for basic necessities. Your donation helps us access proper food, clean water, and medicine for urgent health needs.
Your support, no matter the amount, is not just money it’s hope, dignity, and a chance for a family who lost everything to start over. Every contribution helps us recover a little of the life we loved and the memories that made it special.
As of today, April 15, 2025, the latest satellite images of our home show that it has been completely destroyed
From My Heart ❤️
To everyone who supported us before, and to anyone reading this now thank you 🙏. I know the world is full of struggles, and I don’t take your kindness for granted.
Please, if you can, donate again through this new link or share it with others. Every bit of help means so much to me and my family. 💔🙏
Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza.Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honest
Even $20 will make a big difference and save us!
IMPORTANT: This campaign is real and verified. You can see all updates and amounts raised directly on the link.
You can check here so you can donate with confidence👉verified ✅
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