I was contacted by Nader to draw pictures for and help spread his brother Abdulsalam Al-Anqar’s fundraiser to save their family. Nader is a 17 year old boy who lives in Gaza with his family: parents Ahmed (54) and mother Iman (49), brothers Abdulsalam (26), Mohammed (14), and Omar (21) and Abdulsalam’s wife and their one year old daughter Iman. Imagine it was your sibling, your friend, your son, who should be in school or with his friends, who instead has to hide from bombs and ask for help online to save his family. His family have suffered through one year of genocide. All of you are their hope to get to safety.
Abdulsalams daughter Iman is only one year old and has lived most her life in a war zone. She is suffering from malnutrition. It’s every fathers worst nightmare to see their child starve and not be able to feed her. Please help him feed his daughter and get her to safety. No child should grow up hearing the sound of bombs. Every child has the right to food and safety. You can help give Iman the childhood she should have, where she can sleep in a safe bed at night with a full stomach.
Their father Ahmed has cancer and needs surgery and medication. It is not possible to get the treatment he needs in Gaza. every day his illness is left untreated, the cancer will continue to spread through his body, so he very urgently needs money for treatment and travel. If you help them get to their goal, you are saving their fathers life. Don’t let this family who have already lost so much lose their father, husband, and grandfather
Nader has showed me pictures of this explosion close to them, thankfully they were able to get away. Every day they stay in Gaza their lives are at risk from israeli bombs. Every day and hour counts. I know there are compassionate and kind people who are willing to help. every euro helps, YOUR donation will bring them one moment closer to safety. With love and hope I’m asking you to give what you can, I believe in the kind people of the world and I beg you to not let them die. If you can’t donate, please share so it may reach people who can.
(drawing above by @neechees)
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"celebrating fictional birthdays is childish" SHUT THE FUCK UP HAPPY BIRTHDAY JASON GRACE
➥ @thominho-week-2023 day 5: "Don't do that again."
I don't think he's a good person. I think he's a good character.
Please, for the love of Glob, learn the difference.
y’all I am eating up whatever Minhyeok is on.
as someone who has a guilty pleasure for Yanderes
He’s kinda smelling like one he seems to think he’s entitled to MC’s love because he cared for them he’s a bit delusional (in my opinion) to think that just because MC agreed to marry him when they were like 5 means they really meant it
The fact he gets angry at the thought of the demons stealing MC away.
Then they’ve been showing how possessive Satan is
wonder if they’re gonna have a conflict
I wasn’t even into min before this LOL
but he’s weird I would like to see more
"Priya picked her teammates based on their skill set." WRONG, she picked her teammates based on who she think is cute
Sometimes it is a hard to believe they have a Terushima Slander # on Tiktok
the destructive art of tail wagging
*squints suspiciously at the last paragraph I wrote* are you. coherent?
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
Thank you Korra and Asami for inventing bisexuality 🫶