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.
it’s also still free Palestine, fuck trump and put an end to this kakistocracy. while this app can be fun to use, don’t be ignorant and keep yourself informed. its their people today, it could be ours tomorrow
wow i wanna say thank you for everyone who's supported and liked my writing. unfortunately, i do not have the passion as i did before. i would love to add short stories here and there but i don't believe I can do series. with love, tes
ilys !! no pressure taglist... @tojbnuy @xoxunhinged @the-californicationist @konigsblog @codnasties @cinnamorollcrybaby @mikashida and anyone who i tagged earlier !!
princess protection program⋆⁺₊❅ s.todoroki x reader
chapter 1 ⋆⁺₊❅ the leaves unfold, the king lies cold
series masterlist here!
content warnings - includes depictions of violence, mention of death, family loss & k!llings / executions
six months ago…⋆⁺₊❅
the kingdom of virelia was known for its jewels found around the kingdom. it was a prosperous place that many rich and noble people enjoyed. but with prosperity came inequality.
the whispers of a rebellion flooded the streets of the poor. within a few years, a secret resistance group emerged from the shadows, attacking the royal palace during one of their infamously known galas. galas that held tables full of five star meals and champagne while the common folk died of starvation.
the attack came without warning. it started when women were protesting in the morning against unfair pay. what was meant to be a peaceful protest turned violent. the protest was hijacked by resistance fighters, encouraging officers to abandon their posts and join them. by the time night fell, the so call officers and soldiers found themselves against the tyrant king.
the grand halls of the palace echoed with chaos. gun shots, cries for help and an angry mob filled the empty rooms of the palace. the once glittering ball room, full of golden and encrusted diamond chandeliers was now a scene of a massacre.
you clutch onto the pearls around your neck before asking in a trembling voice, “father, what is happening? why is everything burning? there’s so much fire…” you stared in horror at the chaos unfolding around you. a garden that was built for your 7th birthday, was now being burned to ashes before your eyes.
from the reflection of the window, you see your eldest brother approaching you. before you could seek for further reassurance, your eldest brother drags you away from the sight.
“we must go immediately, n/n.” he urged with the hint of fear in his voice. you could see past his facade of bravery, and saw his terror.
he draped a coat over your head shielding you from the rebellion that now reached the palace walls. despite his efforts, you peaked your head out. your heart drops at the sight.
nobles were herded like sheep into separate groups; men, women and children were all separated. you watched in silent horror as the rebels slowly raised their guns to their heads.
the deafening sound sound of gunfire filled the palace, each shot was followed by blood curdling screams of terror. the ones who survived the firing squad were shot once again. you cling onto your brother tighter.
“get on this train, you’ll have someone waiting for you at the end of the ride,” your brother said, his voice firm but trembling. you felt yourself being pushed onto the train along with the other commoners.
you reached your hand out, “please! please, come with me!” you begged as your voice broke.
his hand was hesitant to reach out but he decided against it. he shakes his head and steps back as the train began rolling. through tears, you watched as his figure grew smaller and smaller.
just as the train was to turn the corner, you caught a glimpse of his final moments. two men, holding him by his arms as another brought a gun to his head.
present…⋆⁺₊❅
shoto had just finished a semester at ua. he was exhausted and dreaded coming home for the winter break. but alas, the universe was not on his side once again!
shoto stood in the doorway of his room, throwing the suitcase to the side before being startled. an unfamiliar girl, sitting criss-cross on his bed. you turned her head towards him and gave him condescending look.
“you’re in the wrong room,” he said with no particular emotion behind it.
you tilted your head, “actually, i’m not. this is where they told me to stay.”
shoto frowned, “they?” was this one of natsuo’s girlfriends? perhaps a family friend?
“your family,” she replied, her voice steady but full of frustration. “they insisted i stay here until… until it’s safe for me to go home.”
he sighed, already feeling his patience slipping. “and why aren’t you safe to go home?”
she’s the first to break eye contact as she looked down at her hands. “it’s really none of your concern,” she mumbled. suddenly, her false confidence she previously had was gone.
shoto crossed his arms, “it is when you’re in my room.”
he flinched at the harsh glare she gave him, her condescending tone slowly creeps back. “do you think i want to be here?! do you even know who i am? i wouldn’t be caught dead sharing a room with somebody like you!”
his brows furrowed. “someone like me?”
she scoffed, standing up and brushing past him. “forget about it, you commoners wouldn’t understand.”
she walked out, leaving shoto with a confused and irritated feeling in his chest. whoever the girl was, she clearly had issues. and he was stuck dealing with it.
his thoughts were cut short by a gentle knock on his bedroom door. he lets out a weary sigh before opening the door. in front of him stood his older sister, fuyumi, with an apologetic look.
“shoto, i’m sorry we didn’t necessarily tell you about y/n and about her situation..” she began as she allowed herself in, closing the door behind her.
“y/n?” he questioned as if the name rung a bell. he mutters your name over and over again while he walked over to his bed. where has he heard the name?
“who is she? and why was she in my room?” he interrogated.
he could feel the hesitation radiating off fuyumi as she struggled to say the right words. “she’s… she’s a prin- or was the princess of virelia. her kingdom got overthrown, and father agreed to take her in. she’s been staying with us for about six months..”
shoto stared blankly, unresponsive. fuyumi fidgets with her hands before speaking up again, “father said she’ll stay with us until they find a safe way for her to live on her own.” she had hoped that shoto would’ve given you some sympathy points and let her slide.
“that still doesn’t explain why she’s in my room. why my room?” he asked bluntly, completely ignoring your tragic backstory.
“we’re short on space. apparently were going under renovation..!” she mentioned as an attempt to lighten the mood. “father said it’d be fine since you’re only here for the break. how long is that? a week? two?”
“try three months.” he snorted as he contemplated his life decisions. he runs his hands through his hair and looks over at fuyumi, “there’s no way you expect me to share a room with her. her attitude is terrible, her perfume reeks off my bedsheets and she’s practically renovated my room.”
“shoto, can’t you try and be a little be more understanding? she just lost her entire family, her home and she’s grieving.” she explains, “plus, she’s not used to this world. she doesn’t know any better.”
“grieving or not, she had no right to give me an attitude. or takeover my room!” he retorted.
fuyumi takes a few breaths before responding calmly, “grieving or not, she’s still in pain. don’t be like him, you’re better than this.”
with that, she left shoto alone in his overwhelming thoughts. he sits on the bed that you were once on moments ago, thinking of the kind of life you left behind.
princess protection program ⋆⁺₊❅ s. todoroki x reader
⋆⁺₊❅ series masterlist! ⋆⁺₊❅ 
princess y/n I/n of the once virelia kingdom was forced to flee her country after a violet uprising. a life she once knew was abruptly taken from her. from living in palaces with endless halls and galas to being hidden away under the care of the world's no. 1 hero, endeavor and his fractured family.
shoto todoroki dreadfully returns home after a long semester at ua. his plans to endure his holiday break away from his family locked up in his room soon falter as he sees an unfamiliar girl on his bed. and of course, the one semester he doesn't answer the family group chat, he finds out what his living situation will be for the next three months.
content warnings - may include depictions of violence, cursing, mention of death, family loss, & k!lling / executions
table of contents - act one
❅ | chapter 1 - the leaves unfold, the king lies cold
my old drafts are so funny because we literally got back together two weeks after and then i broke up with him again (certain screenshots were shown to me..)
princess protection program⋆⁺₊❅. s. todoroki x reader
prologue ⋆⁺₊❅
princess y/n l/n of the once virelia kingdom was forced to flee her country after a violet uprising. a life she once knew was abruptly taken from her. from living in palaces with endless halls and galas to being hidden away under the care of the world’s no. 1 hero, endeavor and his fractured family.
shoto todoroki dreadfully returns home after a long semester at ua. his plans to endure his holiday break away from his family locked up in his room soon falter as he sees an unfamiliar girl on his bed. and of course, the one semester he doesn’t answer the family group chat, he finds out what his living situation will be for the next three months.
content warnings - may include depictions of violence, cursing, mention of death, family loss, & k!lling / execution
fandom - my hero academia; shoto todoroki x reader,
authors note - if you want to be tagged, you can comment! one day i’ll create a system that makes it easier make a list rather than copy & paste comments. master list here! ⋆⁺₊❅
princess protection program⋆⁺₊❅. s. todoroki x reader
prologue ⋆⁺₊❅
princess y/n l/n of the once virelia kingdom was forced to flee her country after a violet uprising. a life she once knew was abruptly taken from her. from living in palaces with endless halls and galas to being hidden away under the care of the world’s no. 1 hero, endeavor and his fractured family.
shoto todoroki dreadfully returns home after a long semester at ua. his plans to endure his holiday break away from his family locked up in his room soon falter as he sees an unfamiliar girl on his bed. and of course, the one semester he doesn’t answer the family group chat, he finds out what his living situation will be for the next three months.
content warnings - may include depictions of violence, cursing, mention of death, family loss, & k!lling / execution
fandom - my hero academia; shoto todoroki x reader,
authors note - if you want to be tagged, you can comment! one day i’ll create a system that makes it easier make a list rather than copy & paste comments.
Maduro does not care about the lives of his own people, there were many young people killed in the marches and he did not care. Much less does he give a shit about Palestine. Don't believe him, a dictator doesn't need that.