Please, do not ignore my story💔😭

I am Rania Mahmoud, 30 years old. I live in Gaza City. I am married and have two children. I support my children and my family. My father and mother are elderly. I lost my home and was displaced more than once. Every time, I was escaping death amidst the screams of my children under war and death. I currently live in a tent in the heat of the summer and the cold of the winter.💔 Life is very difficult, like hell. I need to buy milk, diapers, food and drink for my children. I need your help to save my family and children from the war of extermination in Gaza.💔 I want them to live in safety, so I ask you to extend a helping hand to save them from death so that I can get them out of Gaza safely to obtain a safer life for them.💔😭

Your donation and sharing this message is a part of your humanity and support for us. Every help, no matter how small, makes a huge difference in my life and my children's lives. Be our voice, be the hope for those who have lost everything." 🇵🇸🍉🙏🏼

In a corner of Gaza, my family and I are drowning in destruction, with the echoes of suffering surrounding us. I sat beside my modest tent, hastily erected after losing my home in the latest bombing. The faces of my family tell stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched upon them, as if they were records of unforgettable events. 🇵🇸⏳🍉

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This poll is a hypothetical for a situation where there is only one slot on the team left, hence why there is no "both" option.

blacktober day twelve: whitney

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Aura man <3

What Strength Really Means 💪

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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

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more transfem ingo lol

Happy Trans day of visibility

A ceasefire was reached on Sunday🙏🥹, me and my family and the children are without a house or anything from the elements of life, please donate and help us😭😭💔

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Imagine waking up to the deafening roar of explosions, your tent shaking violently as the earth trembles beneath you. In an instant, everything is chaos—your children scream in terror, clutching onto you as you scramble to escape. The sky is filled with smoke and falling debris, the air thick with dust and panic. There is no time to think, no time to gather what little you have left. You run—barefoot, desperate, carrying your baby in your arms—praying that you will make it out alive.

Story written by @rumiandroses

For Hossam Al-Qazzaz and his family, this nightmare became reality LAST NIGHT (03/17/2025) when an airstrike obliterated their tent—their last refuge after losing their home, a casualty of the war in Gaza. With no shelter, no safety, and nowhere left to run, they are once again plunged into unimaginable uncertainty as the ceasefire in Gaza collapses and war reignites around them.

Hossam, a dedicated father of four, has already lost his home, his job, and his peace of mind due to the relentless bombardments in Gaza in the 15 months preceding the now,-collapsed ceasefire. Now, with nothing but debris around them, he, his wife Hanan, and their four children—Bashar (9), Hani (8), Diana (4), and 5-month-old Habiba—are now struggling to survive with no roof over their heads.

The suffering extends beyond Hossam, his wife, and his children. Hossam is also the sole caretaker of his elderly parents, aged 75 and 72, both in fragile health. His father is suffering from severe burns and urgently needs medical care, while his mother battles high blood pressure and requires constant attention. But with no home, no stable source of income, and skyrocketing prices for essentials like rice and cooking gas—driven by the border closures and the ban on goods entering Gaza—Hossam is trapped in an incredibly difficult and stressful situation.

Despite these unbearable challenges, Hossam is not asking for much—only the money needed to survive, and to be able to evacuate to safety when the border crossing opens again.

"All we want is to live in dignity," Hossam pleads.

This is where you can make a difference. Every small donation—no matter how modest—can help provide food, clothing, and medical care for Hossam, Hanan, their children, and elderly parents. It can help ensure that Habiba gets the milk and diapers she desperately needs and that his family is not left out in the open with nowhere to turn.

Please, if you can, donate or share Hossam’s story today. Your support can be the difference between survival and despair.

Please consider donating to the Al-Qazzaz family’s original fundraiser to help them buy food and essentials and rebuild their tent:

Our founder, Bethany-Grace ( @rumiandroses ) is also sponsoring a fundraising campaign to help Hossam, Hanan and their entire family evacuate to safety. If everyone donates a little, we might be able to get them to safety the moment the border crossing opens again:

Together, we can ensure that Hossam's family does not just survive—but begins to rebuild a life of safety, stability, and hope.

Hossam’s campaign has been vetted by @gazavetters, and (#287) on their list of verified campaigns.

It seems that I will enter a severe depression, because I even lost the tent that sheltered me and my family, and my only consolation is that my family and I got out from under the rubble without any harm, but my body is still trembling and fear controls me when I hear a sound Planes please my friends don't leave us stand by us please for the sake of my little children

Hello my friend, I hope you are well. Our tent was bombed and we miraculously escaped death, but unfortunately our tent was completely destroyed. Now my wife and children are staying in my wife’s father’s house, and I am sleeping next to our destroyed tent. To build a new tent, we need $800. I have collected almost half of the amount from donations, so please donate to us. All we aspire to is to build a tent to shelter me and my family and to reunite us again. Please, my friend, stand with us, because I miss my wife and children very much. I trust you.

I know Zygarde 50-100% would definitely not be allowed on the Battle Subway, but what if it was just 10%? And the girl trying it is just 2 years younger than the trainer regulations? And said Zygarde’s name is Squishy?

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I’d let her pass XD

party noob meets birthday boy blam!

Hello my friends

If you remember from this swap au, Emmet is a rockstar and rock type gym leader. I've had this image in my head pretty much ever since I came up with the au, and it's only now that I was able to get the idea out on to paper. Emmet runs his gym in Anville Town amongst the trains, and often has concerts there too, usually standing on top of the trains for both jobs. The man may sing, but he still loves trains! And he will happily rattle off tons of train facts before and after a battle, and sometimes even during his concerts. Anyway, I just wanted to let him be badass releasing his pokemon for battle from atop a train while singing.

A place so strange and yet so familiar

Whew, this was difficult to draw because I had never drawn trains before, but I have always liked the idea that Ingo was inside a train when he was transported into the past and that is how he survived the fall from the sky, or that he discovered an abandoned train car during his gathering trips and felt a strong connection to it.