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[spidey-ramblings]

Introduction Post

Name: Ares

Ages: 20

Pronouns: They/Them

I’m fairly experienced with writing oneshots as I’ve done so in the past on Ao3, Wattpad, and an old tumblr account I no longer have. Despite that, I still claim to be new because of how long it’s been since I’ve written anything. I’ve recently been inspired to get back into it after reading a bunch of yandere fic, so that should tell you what we’re about to get into.

DNI (or just block me if): Racist, Homo/transphobic, zionist, involved in pro vs anti ship drama (I don’t care for it and think that arguing about it is a waste of time since both sides are clearly not going to change. It’s tiring, and will only make you feel worse to keep arguing with brick walls. Just block them and move on), Proshippers (just because I don’t engage in the drama doesn’t mean I want you on my blog), Pedos, Zoophiles, Incest, anti-shifter (I probably won’t post much shifting content, but I do know some people don’t believe in it. As I said about the Pro vs Anti ship drama, just block me because I won’t be changing my beliefs on shifting anytime soon.)

What I can write:

DC

Marvel

Star Wars (It’s been a while since I’ve seen the movies or the shows, but I’ll gladly refresh my memory)

OHSHC

Kakegurui

Saiki K

Yanderes

Any gender reader

What I won’t write:

For now, I likely won’t delve into any kinks or fetishes unless I do so of my own will. I don’t typically write smut unless it’s of my own will either.

Other than that, just see my DNI for what I won’t write.

…

My askbox is always open for ideas, rambles, etc. Feel free to hop in anytime!

[mohammedhaboubs-blog]

Can you donate 10$?

Yes , I can

No , I can’t

Voting ended onJul 30

I urgently need $466 left for the cost of my mother's back operation

Subject : Collecting money for my mother's operation in her back

Current process :

USD 3,122 / $3,563

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Donate to Help my family , organized by Mohammed H

I am raising funds to support my elderly parents who are currently living in extremely difficult condition… Mohammed H needs your support f

My Mother's Life Depends on Your Kindness 💔

My mother is in Gaza, where every day is a struggle to survive. Some time ago, she was injured when shrapnel from nearby shelling struck her back. She tried to endure the pain for as long as she could, but now her condition has become critical.

She has now been admitted to the hospital, and her condition is very serious. She is suffering from unbearable back pain, extreme exhaustion, and every passing day brings more suffering. Watching my mother fight through this pain while I can do so little is heartbreaking.

The doctors told us that she urgently needs emergency back surgery. They warned us that the operation must be performed within the next 6 days to prevent her condition from deteriorating further.

The total cost of this life-saving surgery is $1,000.

Thanks to the incredible kindness of compassionate people, we have now raised $267 through our previous fundraising posts. We are deeply grateful to every person who has donated, shared our story, or kept my mother in their prayers.

That means we still need $441 from this appeal to complete the remaining amount needed for her surgery. We are getting closer, but time is running out, and every dollar brings my mother one step closer to the operation that could save her life.

I am begging you from the bottom of my heart: please don't scroll past my mother's suffering. Every donation, no matter how small, truly makes a difference. Even $5 or $10 can help when many kind people come together.

If you are unable to donate, please share this post with your friends, family, and community. Your share could reach someone who is able to help save my mother's life.

Please help us raise the remaining $441 within the next 6 days. My mother's condition is very serious, and she cannot wait any longer.

Thank you for your kindness, your prayers, and for standing with my family during the most difficult time of our lives ❤️.

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[mohammdfamily5]

Please help my mother, there is no time, the operation must be done as soon as possible💔💔

[samah-00]

Hello everyone,

Unfortunately, my Tumblr account was permanently suspended, and I lost all the friends and followers who had been following our journey.

My name is Samah, and this is my new account. I am verified by Bilal Salah, and I kindly ask for your help in rebuilding our community. Please follow this new account, share it with others, and help me reconnect with everyone who supported us before.

Your support means so much to my family, and every share and follow helps us reach more people. Thank you for standing with us. 🤍

My campaign is verified by @bilal-sala7

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[samah-00]

Maybe today you’ll be the person who changes our day.

A small act of kindness can become a huge source of hope for my family.

Please consider donating, and if you can’t, please reblog this post so others can see it.

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[ciricearts]

Hey guys! As someone who has lived through pancreatic cancer and whose anniversary it is today, I would like you to PLEASE share this information! Cancer of any kind is a major warning sign that you should take seriously! Please get your checkups‼️‼️

Find opportunities to connect with other survivors and caregivers within group settings in person, online or over the telephone.

[ciricearts]

please PLEASE, leave aside the “aesthetic” for u blog or idk, please TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY cus cancer is REAL and don’t make exceptions!! CANCER RUINS LIFES, PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY!! MAKE UR EXAMS!!

[copperbadge]

On Saturday I said to my partner, as I have said for months, "A ten thousand dollar a year raise would solve so many of my problems."

As of this morning I was reluctantly looking for jobs because I love my job and don't want to leave it, but see: $10k raise problem solver.

As of noon today this was no longer an issue, because my boss called me with the news that I was getting a $10K merit raise.

I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. This is roughly $200 extra per paycheck. Enough to pay off debt faster, rebuild my savings, and spend a weekend a month in Milwaukee getting obscenely laid. The sex I'm going to have on $200 extra per paycheck. You can't even.

May all of you get the $10K raise your soul has yearned for. And whatever level of sex you can be satisfied with for $200.

[vergess]

hey bestie i think ur post might be charmed 'cause you aren't gonna fuckin believe what happened today

[cdr2002]

am Sanaa from Gaza, and I write this appeal with a heavy heart, hoping someone will hear me.

My children are living in dire humanitarian conditions. My son is injured and needs urgent medical care, and I am still reeling from the loss of my youngest child. My husband suffers from chronic illnesses and lacks the necessary medication.

We have lost everything: our home, our security, and nowhere to live. We are now living on the beach in a tattered tent that offers no protection from the cold or the rain. Our future is uncertain, and all I ask is for food and medicine for my injured son, and for help to survive.

Your support and donations can make a real difference in our lives and give us a glimmer of hope in this darkness.

Please, don't leave us alone. Campaign number: 192

Campaign verified by: @gazavetters

Campaign link:

https://chuffed.org/project/137910-helping-my-injured-brother-in-gaza-to-get-out-of-gaza-and-the-treatment-expenses-at-the-present-time

Please donate!!!!

[cdr2002]

I am from Gaza, a devastated area. I live with five children in a tent that offers no protection from the winter cold or the summer heat. After being displaced multiple times, we suffer from high prices, illness, and oppression. Please help us. Please help us share this.

Please donate!!!

[nasr-atya]

The War Is Almost Over… but Our Struggle to Rebuild Has Just Begun.

Every day here in Gaza feels like a year carved into our chests. The war isn’t like it was in the early days—the sky is quieter, the air carries less smoke, and the nights hold fewer explosions. But the pain… it still lives under the rubble, inside our memories, and in the empty spaces where our loved ones once stood.

I’m writing this today not because the war has completely ended, but because for the first time in a long while, it feels like the horizon is opening a little. A small space where we can breathe, gather ourselves, and try to rebuild what’s left of our lives. Yet every step forward feels like walking on wounded memories, and every stone from our destroyed home whispers stories we never got to finish.

We lived through nights so heavy we thought morning would never come. We lost things that can never be replaced—homes, dreams, pieces of our hearts. But we are still here… holding on, trying, fighting to stay standing despite everything.

And in the middle of this long road… there is a house. A house that once carried laughter, warmth, noise, and life. Today, all that remains is an image holding a memory—and rubble longing for the people who once lived inside.

Today, we are trying to rebuild—not just the walls of a house, but an entire life that was shattered. We are trying to create a new beginning, to live with dignity again, to give our family a sense of safety that we’ve been missing for so long.

We’re not writing this to mourn what was lost, but to ask for a chance to start again. We ask for your support because rebuilding after a war is not something one person can do alone—it is a human effort, a shared act of compassion. We need you. We need your hearts. We need your help to stand again.

Every contribution—no matter how small—makes a difference. It becomes part of our story, part of rebuilding a home, part of reviving a life that nearly faded.

The war may be almost over… but our journey back to life begins now.

Naser’s Hope: A Teen Survivor Trying to Begin Again

My name is Naser AbuThaher. I’m 18 years old, and I live in Gaza.

🌿✨ Thank you to every soul who still feels our pain, and to everyone who reaches out a hand to help us rise again.

[jasontodddiedonmybirthday]

I’m reaching out with all honesty and desperation. My family has lost everything — our home is gone, and we are struggling to survive the winter. We urgently need warm clothes, blankets, food, medicine, and even a small tent to protect us from the rain. 💔

We have no income, no support, and no safe place to stay. This link is our only hope.

Your help — even the smallest donation or a simple share — could be the reason my family makes it through this. 🙏💙

Please don’t ignore this. Your kindness can save us. 🫶🏻🥹🍉

Spread kindness. 🌟

HELP THIS FAMILY FROM GAZA!

[zinaanqar16]

Unfortunately my sister will die. With a broken heart I tell you that her anemia has reached its most dangerous stage and her body is collapsing little by little.

[zinaanqar16]

She is starving and cannot afford food, and my dad is sick. If you are scrolling, please donate and share and don’t leave us alone.

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[saja-55]

Everything changed the day Amira was born. The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began. While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza. I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

Help Saja Rebuild a Life After Everything Fell Apart

My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no

 A Mother’s Message

To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story. Your kindness means more than words. Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira. From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again — we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.

[sajafamily05]

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

Help Saja Rebuild a Life After Everything Fell Apart

My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

[nasratya]

From Under the Rubble... I Write My Story 🌿

I never thought I would write these words… 😔

I never imagined waking up to endless screams,

Running barefoot through smoke and fire,

Searching for my mother among the rubble,

Only to find nothing but silence… a heavy silence telling me that no one will answer me anymore. 💔

In one moment, everything changed.

Our home became a memory, my mother’s embrace became the past,

And my father's face, now absent, is the last thing I hold in my memory.

They’re gone… and left my heart burdened with unspoken grief. 😢

But despite everything, we are still here… trying.

I survived with my younger siblings.

Yes, we survived… but who are we after survival?

Children without warmth, without a roof, with no place to return to.

We were displaced to an unknown place, carrying a bag empty of everything… except pain. 🥀

We slept in the open, waking every morning to a life that holds nothing for us,

But despite everything… we keep trying. 💪

I write to you today not to cry, but to ask for hope. 🌱

I ask you to be a small light in this vast darkness,

To extend a hand that can mend what the war has broken in us.

Your donation will give my siblings a chance to sleep safely,

It will provide us with food, shelter, and maybe even a new beginning. 💖

Naser’s Hope: A Teen Survivor Trying to Begin Again

My name is Naser AbuThaher. I’m 18 years old, and I live in Gaza.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #586 )✅️

Any amount, no matter how small, is big for us

It’s a prayer, it’s love, it’s life. 🌟

In conclusion...

From my heart, and from the hearts of my little siblings,

Thank you to everyone who has donated,

Thank you to everyone who has read,

Thank you to everyone who has shared.

You are the proof that goodness does not die, and that humanity has no boundaries. 💚

[saveaboudfamily]

I saw the end of the world in Gaza.

If you care, please reblog and add #EndTheWar.

[saveaboudfamily]

[saveaboudfamily]

The sky burned above us and the ground shook beneath us. We ran with nothing but fear in our hands. Please donate if you can, your support is the only thing keeping us alive.

[aboodgaza0]

Guys we are only 128€ away from 20k please donate to me

[ahmadwaleed55]

Last night, we barely survived…

Gaza was burning under relentless bombardment with every kind of weapon. Entire neighborhoods were destroyed within hours.

We were forced to flee our place of residence in the north, and we spent the night on the street until — with great difficulty — we found a car to take us to the south at a heavy price. We carried with us fear, exhaustion, hunger, and suffering, yet still no real safety.

📌 Today, for the first time, a UN investigative committee has officially confirmed that Israel is committing genocide in Gaza. This is not just a report — it is a testimony to the death, displacement, and destruction we endure every single day.

We are living this genocide moment by moment… our lives are hanging by a thread.

Please, help us survive. Your donation could save my family from hunger and homelessness. 🙏🇵🇸

👉 Share, comment, and reblog so our voices are not silenced.

Vetted:

(#167 on the verified fundraiser list by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi).

[ahmadwaleed77]

💔 In Gaza, my family is enduring hunger, fear, and constant destruction.

🙏 Your donation could be the lifeline that helps us survive one more day.

👉 Please donate, comment, and reblog to amplify our voice.

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[guldaastan]

it's really messed up how palestinians need to share a picture of their child to gain sympathy from strangers on the internet in order to raise enough money to buy food in a genocide.

i don't think that they need to write an extraordinary post or make a catchy comic or post pictures of their starving children to be able to raise money for their families. it is dehumanising.

alaa has been fundraising for more than a year and still hasn't raised 50% of her goal. please be generous to her and her young children so that they can survive in gaza. her fundraiser is verified.

donate here

[saja33]

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

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War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

Help Saja Rebuild a Life After Everything Fell Apart

My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude