Can you imagine how you feel when you wake up and find yourself drowned in water? You, your family, your children, and even your clothes are soaked. What humanity are you talking about or what mercy are you talking about?

Pls help me to share to all people 🙏

$1,135 / $20,000 as of Jan 4, 2025!!

This new year I hope you can join me in making a commitment to donate as much as possible to those suffering and displaced because of the war on Palestine.

This is Tawfeek, a young man I’ve been talking to the past week. He and his family- his wife and two sons, one of whom is injured from the ongoing assaults on their home- seek a better life than the one they are being forced to live now, in a tent, drenched and drowning in freezing water.

YOU have the power to make a difference in Tawfeek’s life. If you have any spare change, even just a few dollars, this can go a long way towards securing him and his family safety, warmth, food, and the dignity they have been robbed of.

I understand donating is not always an option, these are tumultuous times for many of us. YOU CAN STILL HELP!!! Sharing the link above to Tawfeek’s campaign and spreading ones like it frequently and consistently make a real difference.

As of writing this, the last donation he received was 2 days ago. In unstable times like these, that is too long. One last time, I implore you, be an agent of good in this world, donate if you can and share even if can’t.

From the river to the sea, Palestine WILL BE FREE 🍉❤️🖤🤍💚🕊️

$1,300 of $20,000 goal

Please DONATE if you are able and SHARE even if you are not!!!

$1350 / $20000!!!

Keep up the momentum!!! Stand up for the good of humanity!!! Donate and/or Share!!!

writing is so fun

writing is impossible why does anyone do this

Can you imagine how you feel when you wake up and find yourself drowned in water? You, your family, your children, and even your clothes are soaked. What humanity are you talking about or what mercy are you talking about?

Pls help me to share to all people 🙏

$1,135 / $20,000 as of Jan 4, 2025!!

This new year I hope you can join me in making a commitment to donate as much as possible to those suffering and displaced because of the war on Palestine.

This is Tawfeek, a young man I’ve been talking to the past week. He and his family- his wife and two sons, one of whom is injured from the ongoing assaults on their home- seek a better life than the one they are being forced to live now, in a tent, drenched and drowning in freezing water.

YOU have the power to make a difference in Tawfeek’s life. If you have any spare change, even just a few dollars, this can go a long way towards securing him and his family safety, warmth, food, and the dignity they have been robbed of.

I understand donating is not always an option, these are tumultuous times for many of us. YOU CAN STILL HELP!!! Sharing the link above to Tawfeek’s campaign and spreading ones like it frequently and consistently make a real difference.

As of writing this, the last donation he received was 2 days ago. In unstable times like these, that is too long. One last time, I implore you, be an agent of good in this world, donate if you can and share even if can’t.

From the river to the sea, Palestine WILL BE FREE 🍉❤️🖤🤍💚🕊️

now $1,210 / $20,000

8 days since the last donation! If you have even a few dollars, please click the link to help Tawfeek’s family

$1,280 / $20,000 as of Jan 17, 2025

THANK YOU if you have been able to donate!! If you have not had the chance to help Tawfeek’s family yet, TODAY could be the day to make a difference!!

Remember, EVERY LITTLE BIT HELPS! Donate if you can, Share even if you can’t!!

Son of Hades, Excellent Ice-Pack

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“GODS, Can everyone just leave me alone for FIVE SECONDS, please?!”

Nico heard it shouted loud and clear from the Apollo cabin, moments before the door flew open and a handful of nervous looking half-bloods rushed out. Austin brought up the rear of the group and closed the door decidedly. As he made his way down the stairs he caught Nico’s eye, and a look of relief washed over him (two things that did not usually go together in a sentence).

“He’s gone diva mode,” Austin confided, “which he only does when something like, ulta-fucked up happened.”

Nico felt strangely honored to be included in whatever was happening. That feeling had come over him more and more since he’d started hanging out around Cabin 7.

“Did he say anything?”

Austin shook his head,

“Just walked in fuming and told everyone to leave him alone.”

Nico nodded then glanced past the taller boy’s shoulder at the cabin. He noticed the lights inside had been shut off.

“I’ll go check on him,” Nico said, finally looking back at Austin, “To make sure he isn’t going to finally snap and go all psycho slasher doctor on the whole camp.”

Austin stared at Nico for a second but then laughed, a little nervously,

“Yeah… good plan,” he said, “Just… make sure he’s okay, okay?”

Nico couldn’t help but smile a little at Austin’s sincerity. Apollo kids, he had learned, were terribly earnest. He nodded. Austin nodded back and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder in solidarity. He then hurried past Nico and towards the younger campers who had just been kicked out of their room during down-time.

Nico faced the cabin with a sense of determination and walked forward, mounting the steps and stopping outside the door. He raised his fist to knock, but thought better of it, flipped his hand, and wrapped gently with only his knuckles.

just learned that a mutual of mine is pro israel (they’re now blocked) so i wanted to take the time to say that if you believe what’s happening in palestine is not a genocide than you are not welcome here. unfollow me block me whatever i don’t want you interacting with me at all

hi. palestinian here.

i’m reblogging this to all my blogs just as a reminder that all anti-palestinians, islamophobes, pro-zionist, pro-israeli government, and anti-semites are not welcome on this blog.

what is happening in palestine is it’s not just a genocide. it’s a massacre familiar to my people because it is a product of 80+ years of oppression. it is not a thousand year conflict, and calling it that makes it seem impossible to fix or work to end.

we can end this. sign petitions. come to protests. make it clear to the us government that we do not condemn funding apartheid and eradication.

that’s all. thank you.

Will Solace is so strong.

This is the thought that floats through Nico’s head as he watches the infirmary staff make trips to and from the Big House carrying box after box of replenishing supplies.

He sits by the hearth, absentmindedly dragging the tip of his sword through the dirt in lazy figure eights as he voyeurs.

Will pushes the door open with his foot and pauses to shift the position of the box in his arms. His face scrunches up in brief concentration and his shoulders and biceps flex beneath his Camp Half-Blood tank top, jostling the parcel into a more amicable position.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Nico di Angelo/Will Solace, Nico di Angelo & Will Solace Characters: Nico di Angelo, Will Solace, Cecil Markowitz, Lou Ellen Blackstone, Drew Tanaka, lacey and mitchell from the aphrodite cabin, Connor Stoll, Miranda Gardiner, Austin Lake, Kayla Knowles, Jason Grace Additional Tags: Post-The Blood of Olympus (Heroes of Olympus), Pre-The Trials of Apollo, Canon Compliant, Camp Half-Blood (Percy Jackson), Pre-Relationship, POV Nico di Angelo, Hurt/Comfort, chiron bashing LMAO, the inner politics of chb Summary:

Nico’s face begins to burn. He has to fight through it. “Um. It’s just that I’m not very close to them. I never was, not on the Argo II, and I don’t think we ever will be–” Will tries to interrupt, but Nico keeps talking– “We’ll unpack that later. But Jason wants me to be close with them, to be a part of their big friend group, so he keeps dragging me along to their hangouts. It doesn’t work.” Nico finishes with an exhale as he watches the last words escape him. He didn’t realize how much of a weight they were, and he didn’t realize he could talk openly to Will. His face burns a bit more at that last realization (oh my gods I can’t say that to Will Solace), so he sticks his hand back in the pieces pile.

“Nico,” Will says. Nico looks him in the eye. “You’re always welcome to join my hangouts, if you wish.”

Something flutters in Nico’s stomach. He doesn’t mind. “Oh, uh, thank you.”

Since the battle against Gaea was won, Nico has spent his days dragged to hangouts with the seven by Jason. He finds an escape in an ominous invitation from familiar stranger Will Solace.

Freddie Wong mashing his little Glenn and Taylor dolls together and narrating their epic smack down like he’s a ten year old girl with Barbies

Reblog for a larger sample size for no sample size at all, because obviously nobody will vote