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.
Random pictures and 2 drawings/art of my oc's and a random picture of a Wattpad book im working on that is about my Oc's and pictures of some of my Roblox oc's..
your bio + most recent writing post are not screen reader friendly:(
I don't really understand what is making it screen reader unfriendly but I assume its cause of some of the fonts or something else, but i don't understand what is causing it to not be friendly for your screen reader but I can try to change some stuff or make versions of some things without fonts other than the normal font if it might help?
Hey! I just stumbled upon your profile, and your content really stands out to me. What inspired you to start sharing these things?"
I actually got inspired by Some people to actually make the kind of content i like to make now, they also made me actually feel happy and some whimsy and joy. And feel confident about trying to post art and writing and make a story about my Oc's
List of people who have inspired me + made me feel whimsy and joy:
@yu-shins
@katz-ke
@cabbag3juice
@magicalbunbun
@0v3rgr0wn
@sodadogg
@cosmica-galaxy
@sumthinganarchy
@wyfragilegod
@bearionjr
@meskit
@scribbledswans
@bobapoopa
@skmhlml
@mikopopo
@reiwini
@marsttl
@whitte314coffee
@r0tfl0wers
@chanontherun
@f3ntixx
@hyerikyorin
@cuppochino
@aquammarienne
@koitura
@montgomeryward
@jiushankong
↑ some people i find cool + i ♥︎ their writing + art + drawings, sorry i was a bit late answering your question a notification never showed up about your ask, i also might be late for other asks since im actually recovering from surgery i got on December 3rd and im dealing with an ear infection, Wattpad also inspired me to write, merry Christmas! <3
Uh i don't know how the heck I reached that Milestone to be honest, also i got surgery on Wednesday and it's currently the 3rd day after that surgery and the type of surgery I got is known for having the pain peak on the 3rd to 6th day after surgery I hope I recover from it properly (i got adenoid removal surgery)
.If i reblog anything or anyone's asks it was probably a accident and i actually didn't realize that the uh 1x1x1x1x ask was accidentally rebloged by me(mobile person with adhd and ba issues with not paying attention to things so if i reblog anything it was most likely a accident or i was just reading it and accidentally pressed the reblog button without looking.
Uh idk why I used the ask thing for my own account for this. Imma add pic's and images if I can as compensation for reading dis crap of mine
Hi could you 1x1x1x1 x a reader where the reader was a survior at one point but the spectre decided to do a little experiment and the end result is reader was transformed into the 1x1x1x1 yourself skin and is now adjusting to it all because I imagine the process was pretty painful
Pairing: 1x1x1x1 x GN! Reader
Warning: graphic descriptions of violence and death,
I hope you like thiss!!
The stench of blood, the sounds of screams, the bones breaking or skin tearing, that was the norm everytime a new round started.
At first, it was scary, having yourself killed more than you would have liked to admit. A support you were, depending on the others to survive. But the thing is that since your habilities as a support aren't really that useful, you were usually used as a bait for the killer.
Only being seen as weak and kindhearted, some of the killers took their sweet time with you, making a bloody mess of your shape. But the worst killer of them all was 1x1x1x1, not because he was brutal, oh no, but because she didn't even knoledging your presence, killing you quickly with their weapon just to go for someone more skilled, someone more worthy.
The other survivors did care about your well-being, Elliot giving you a slice of pizza when you most needed it and Guest 1337 being a human shield so you can have a few seconds to run, but you could do nothing but to slowly start to resent all of them.
Hate, that was what started to happen, hate the companions you were put on as a team, Hate for the killers for being so brutal with your killings, and most importantly, hate for yourself for being so useless.
And with how funny the spectre is, a truly prankster, decided to put together a experiment of them, what if a survivor morphed into one of the killers... What a good idea right?
One morning it hit you, that feeling, the heavy burden of hatred, how your body started to change from one moment to another.
The pain wasn't left behind, every single ounce of your body that was still sane screamed for help as your body slowly became changed into something more sinister.
It was only a matter of time when you ended up fainting due to the excrutiating pain, waking up in a totally different place, away from the other survivors. And closer to the killers...
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When waking up in the killer's cabin, you were real similar to 1x in terms of habilities, it looked like the spectre made a really bad joke reality.
Not only that, but your body was in constant pain due to the transformation, making you wooble most of the time except in round in which it seemed the spectre gave you some kind of painkiller just for the sake of murder.
Talking about rounds, in your first batch of round you sucked, leaving multiple survivors alive and only killing a few selection of individuals, this fact made the killers force 1x1x1x1 to train with you, forcing you two to spend time together as the two of you trained to get better.
1x1x1x1 didn't stand you at first, after all you used to be the weakest survivor of them all and he still deemed you like that but with time she got accostumed to your presence. After all due to being similar it was only natural the two of you would have ended up bonding.
But of course since you were still getting accostumed to this new body, you had to take constant breaks and weren't able to do a lot due to the almost chronic pain your articulations had.
In those breaks 1x1x1x1 would bring you water and sometimes tea, they say it's so you can continue training and get better in rounds but the reality is that he slowly started to care about you, though you can't waterboard that information out of her.
Also, since you used to be a survivor even though you have some kind of resentment towards the survivors, you still can't bring yourself to completely kill them sometimes, when this happens 1x1x1x1 goes to you outside of rounds to tell you about all the times you were killed in cold blood and how nobody helped you.
That this was the only chance you got for a well deserved revenge, and that you shouldn't waste the rounds for some silly good memories. Those talks with them made you start to be ruthless in rounds, becoming almost as bloody as 1x1x1x1, almost. Though 1x1x1x1 is silently proud of it, of watching how her presence made an effect on you.
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After a session of training with 1x1x1x1, your body gave out, barely standing a few seconds before you plumoed yourself into the floor, getting into a comfortable position so the chronic pain that came with the transformation didn't hurt as bad.
1x1x1x1 seemed to dissapear for a moment before bringing you a cup of tea that looked decent enough to be drinkable, and withouth a single though you grabbed the cup and started to drink it, getting your tongue burned in the process.
"Why are you nice to me?" The question slipped out of your mouth, accidental yet wanted, 1x1x1x1 only watched you with an unreadable expression ad usual "I am not, I can't have you slacking around" they answered, almost leaving the room.
You stayed silent, knowing damn well it wasn't the answer, after all you watched how she acted with the others and how he acted with you, a lot more lenient and nicer if you can say that.
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Notes: I didn't really know what you meant, so I did that the spectre made reader a copy of 1x. I hope you liked this!
I am reaching out on behalf of my dear friend, Mohamad S., who is facing one of the most challenging times of his life. Mohamad is 37 years old and left his homeland in 2015 in search of a safer and better future. He’s a kind, hardworking man, and his small family has always been his greatest priority.
Living abroad, Mohamad has recently endured unimaginable loss and financial strain. Amidst the ongoing conflict in his homeland, his mother passed away, leaving behind his sister and her five young children—the last remaining members of his immediate family.
As the situation worsened, Mohamad managed to help his sister and her children escape to safety in Egypt, covering their immediate needs and securing a temporary refuge for them. Since then, he has been fully responsible for providing everything they need to survive during this transition.
In his efforts to support his family and cope with this devastating loss, Mohamad has found himself deeply in debt. To make matters even more difficult, he recently underwent knee surgery, which limits his ability to return to work for the foreseeable future. This has made it even harder for him to manage his financial responsibilities and the pressing need to provide his family with a stable future.
Mohamad is now working to bring his sister and her five children to join him in Belgium, where he hopes they can find stability and opportunity after all they’ve endured. This transition, however, requires significant resources that he is currently unable to meet alone.
For privacy reasons, we are not sharing Mohamad’s full name, as he has chosen to keep his identity discreet. While he initially refused the idea of asking for help, I couldn’t stand by and watch him struggle alone. I insisted on doing this for him because he deserves a chance to overcome these challenges.
Your contribution will help Mohamad repay the debt incurred during this difficult time, cover ongoing living expenses for his family, and assist with the costs involved in bringing them safely to Belgium.
Mohamad has been a good friend of mine for years, and I’ve always admired his resilience and generosity. Any support, no matter the size, will make an incredible difference in helping Mohamad and his family rebuild their lives after these painful experiences.
Thank you for reading his story and considering helping a man who has always done everything he can for his loved ones.
Adam
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