Boost - Blog Posts
Facing the Struggle as a Queer Transgender Refugees. We Need Your Help. 🌈
Hi there,
I'm AshleymilesPhil, a transgender queer refugee, and today I’m sorry this might feel random, and I didn’t mean to come to you like this but I'm reaching out with an urgent plea. Life in the refugee camp is incredibly harsh for our LGBTIQ community. We’re facing extreme shortages of food, clean water, medicine, and safe shelter. Each day is a fight for survival, and without basic necessities, it’s getting harder to hold on.
It’s difficult to ask for help, but we have no choice. We’re in a dire situation, and we need your support to make it through. Your donation, no matter the size, can provide life-saving essentials like food, clean water, and medical care for our community. Without your kindness, we are left vulnerable, struggling to survive.
If you’re able, please consider contributing to our GoFundMe⬇️🙏
https://gofund.me/4d80b32c
Your generosity could truly make the difference between life and death.
I also ask you to visit my blog, reblog my post, and share our story to help us spread awareness. The more people know about our struggle, the more help we can get. You can be part of amplifying our voices when we have been silenced for so long.
I know it’s hard to ask for money, but we are in desperate need. We can’t survive this alone, and we rely on the compassion of those who can offer even a small bit of help.
Thank you for your time, for caring, and for sharing this journey with us. Your support is everything.
With deep gratitude,
AshleymilesPhil
^^^^
Hello sorry for an ask. I am very sick, my asthma is at its maximum level, my nose freezes, I have no medicine or food. I am in bad shape financially, I am a black disabled, who uses multiple medications, I pay for my food and lodging
Unfortunately I do not have all the resources to keep me safe, that is why I need your help, whatever you can contribute to me will be of great help.
^^^
HI HI! I created a master doc of GoFundMe donation links for
Palestinian individuals. Please be sure to donate or check out their pages linked to see how you can support them. I will be updating this list and tags as I get more asks. Please be sure to help individuals in oppressed nations, we all can make an impact!
@mohamed-resh09
@wafaaresh6
@abood-gaza2
@mohammedatallah
@majedalgherbawi
@eman-zaqout
@fidaa-family2
@ghazialamoudi
@siraj2024
@familygazaamal
@abedallhferwanagaza
@hany333
@hashimsamar
@abuyasin156
@amira-nimer
@nevenfam
@voice-of-tareq-family8
@amalalkafarna3
🩷🩷🩷
Hello everyone hope you're well 😊
I would like to tell you that we still need yours support to reach our short term goal of 7k$ ‼️
Your generosity and kindness will make a huge difference in our lives 🙌🏼🤍
Please help me reach our goal as soon as possible 🙏🏼
Thanks in advance. Whatever your help, I am grateful to you 🙌🏼
Donate here
🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸
!!!
Please Share Or Replog Or
Donate to save my life🇵🇸🍉
I hope everyone can donate and share my story
A call for help for abood and Maria in Gaza!!! All thanks and gratitude for your humanitarian stances with us, and we
assistance in this difficult time. Tenth months of displacement and famine have exacerbated our suffering and difficulties beyond belief. We used all the words of sadness and sorrow to describe the situation we had reached, but such words were not enough. The scale of the tragedy and suffering is much greater than what you may have seen or seen on several social media
Dear Friends You can support my family by either donating or sharing my campaign link with others so that the goal is reached sooner Please help us. We are very tired and no one is looking at us. Please help
us. If you canno .donate, publish the account
help us , we need you to spread our story to the world
!!!
Dont Turn Blind Eyes to Our Suffering🙏
Please listen to me and support us by donating/sharing our GFM campaign🍉🤍. I know you cant help all families need aid but at least you can help those who come across your life💔.
We are not asking for too much to escape the hell, its just the price of your morning cup of coffee 😢🌹
This is me Aya.. 🇵🇸
Imagine you wake up with nothing left.That's exactly what happened with us .we moved from having everything to having nothing.In a blink of an eye ,we lost everything, our house ,dreams, memories belongings and our works. We are starting from zero and need your help to climb the leader step by step from scratch.
All the positive words cannot express how generous you are, especially in sharing my posts to inform other donors about the people of Gaza who are still suffering from the terrible conditions caused by the unjust war on Gaza!
Please continue to support us by donating directly or by sharing the link to let others know. Don't hesitate to help people in difficult and miserable times until the dark days are over. 🙏🏻🍉
https://gofund.me/c4c2cf82
OOC...!!
boosting!!
My friend needs some help!
Commissions Open! :>
Hello, I am Aiden and I am broke and have no job right now, so I will be taking commissions to make money! Below I shall list my prices and examples of my works, I hope you all enjoy what I have to offer.
What I will draw:
Humans
Robots
Cats
Anthros
Hollow knight ocs
Landscapes
Monsters
Custom designs
Gore (It will not be the best, *But I will certainly try*)
Fluff and ANGST
Ocs and Canon characters
—
What I won’t draw:
Nsfw
Pedophila (Obviously eughh..)
Other gross things that are commonly disgusting, keep out ya nasties //smacks with broom//
—
My prices and examples shall be in a link below, Dm me if interested!
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1p9x1rewPqpI7kF068tPKao0B6yqSCu5zjf6ShvKPuAo/edit?usp=sharing
Hello,
I hope you are well.
You are someone with many fans and followers.♥️
Can you help me in getting my voice heard and sharing my family’s story?🙏
By helping to reblog my story, you could save a family from death and war.🌹
Thank you very much.🌺
🕊️🇵🇸✌️
!!!
Help Mohamed's family afford the costs to afford aid and to leave Gaza through donating to their GoFundMe! His family consists of four children, one of which is a newborn, his wife and himself. They're at constant risk and need help urgently.
This is also a verified campaign, which at the moment has only reached a quarter of its goal.
Save Dr. Farhat's family from genocide in Gaza
👇 "Unveil the truth – Dive into the full story."
🔍This GoFundMe Verified:
✅Verified(248) on this list By el-shab-hussein & nabulsi
✅ Verified By 90-ghost
In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily reality, lies the deeply moving tale of Dr. Husam Farhat and his family. Amidst the relentless bombardment, Dr. Farhat faced an unthinkable tragedy: the martyrdom of his beloved sisters, Inas and Amal, along with their husbands and children, and his brother Mustafa. This devastating loss shattered not only their dreams but also their hopes for a peaceful future.
Life Before the War: Memories of a Beautiful Home
Before the war, my life revolved around a beautiful home where I lived with my wife, our daughter Sham, and our sons Muhannad and Muhammad. This home was more than just a place to live; it was a sanctuary filled with love, warmth, and the joy of watching my children grow. Every corner of our home echoed with their laughter, turning it into a place where dreams for the future felt not only possible but inevitable, but then the war came, and in an instant, everything changed. The place where we once felt safe and secure was reduced to rubble. The life we had carefully built, the dreams we had nurtured, and the bright future we had planned were all torn apart. The war didn’t just destroy our home; it uprooted our entire existence, leaving us with nothing but the painful memories of what once was, Now, standing in the ruins of our former life, I'm left with fragments of a distant dream. The joy and security we once knew have been replaced by loss and uncertainty as we face a future overshadowed by harsh realities.
The Loss of My Professional Dream and Life After the War
And it wasn’t just my home that was destroyed. My accounting office, one of the most renowned in Palestine, was also reduced to rubble. I had worked tirelessly to build this office, which wasn't just a place of business but a reflection of my passion and dedication to the field of accounting. It was our primary source of income, providing financial stability and security for my family, My office was well-known for its exceptional services and strong reputation among clients. Over the years, it had become a symbol of success and hard work in the accounting world. But the war took it all away in an instant. Everything I had worked so hard to achieve was destroyed, and years of effort and dedication were wiped out in moments, Now, I stand on the ruins of my office, just as I stand on the ruins of my life, trying to piece together the remnants of my dreams and memories. This office was a source of pride for me and my family, but the war has left us with nothing, facing an uncertain and difficult future.
War's Toll on My Dreams and Future
The war didn’t just destroy my home and office; it shattered my dreams and future. As a PhD candidate in Accounting Information Systems at Universiti Utara Malaysia, I was in my final year, pursuing research that is a significant contribution to my field and valuable to entrepreneurs. With a master’s degree with distinction and a bachelor's degree, I also taught at several universities, sharing my knowledge and passion, But the war disrupted everything. Years of hard work, academic progress, and my contributions to the field have been torn apart, leaving me with an uncertain future. Now, I am faced with the daunting task of not only rebuilding my life but also reviving the dreams and ambitions that once drove me. The journey ahead is filled with challenges, but my resolve to continue remains strong.
Displacement and Uncertainty After the War
Now, after all this devastation, my family and I are living as displaced people, homeless and jobless, with no clear future for ourselves or our children. Every day is a struggle to find food for my children, who have been robbed of every chance at a normal life by this war. Once, we lived in Shuja'iyya, in North Gaza, where we had a home, a life, and dreams. But now, after being displaced over nine times, we find ourselves in the refugee camps of Nuseirat, the war has stripped us of everything—our home, our security, and our future. Our daily life has become a constant search for basic necessities, a far cry from the life we once knew. The dreams I had for my children and myself now feel like distant memories, overshadowed by the relentless challenges of survival. Each day brings new uncertainties, as we navigate this harsh new reality, clinging to the hope that one day we might rebuild what was lost.
Rebuild Hope: A Call to Stand with Us
We urgently call on all those who stand in solidarity with us, and every supporter, to help save what remains of our lives. Your assistance, even in small ways, can make a significant difference in helping us rebuild and restore our shattered world, rebuilding feels like an insurmountable task, but with your help, we can begin to piece together what was lost. Your contributions, no matter how small, can provide the foundation we need to start anew, offering hope and a chance at a better future for our family. Your solidarity means the world to us as we navigate these challenging times.
👉 https://gofund.me/e9f9ce20
Thank you for your compassion, your time, and your commitment to freedom and justice.
With deepest gratitude,
Dr. Farhat's Family
making a quick post to share my ko-fi and the goal i have set to get some money to get my driver's license, something i really really really need if i'm ever going to get away from my current situation! i'll be making a larger, more in-depth post come june to try and get some money saved up to move later this year, but for now take this small chunk of a much larger issue that i need to deal with.
if you can't donate please share this around! there's no immediate rush on this but i would like to be able to get my license by the end of this month/beginning of next month
Writeblr Intro
So I've been peer pressured by a friend into joining Writeblr, and so I don't know much about this all. I am just here to have a good time.
About Me
I don't like using my actual name online, so you can call me Maura. My pronouns are she/they. Despite being on this runaway train we call Tumblr for six years, I don't really think I have ever shared any of my writing on here.
I mostly write high and urban fantasy, but I dabble in crime dramas, romance, and science fiction every once in a while. I have ADHD, so I am always jumping between a couple projects at a time.
Current Projects
Barknola Island
When Evie Bryn wants to escape the rush of urban life, what better way to do it than work as a lighthouse keeper on a small, rural island? But when she arrives to find the lighthouse abandoned and in disrepair, the last thing she expected was to uncover a mystery as old as the island itself.
A more lighthearted fantasy that features Celtic folklore creatures. Basically, if My Neighbor Totoro met Song of the Sea.
Blood by Proxy
Desdemona Walsh has amassed plenty of dirty cops within her city's police department and has dealt with plenty of undercover operations as the leader of the city's crime syndicate. Usually she can thwart all attempts through bribes and just enough reasonable doubt, however, the cops throw a wrench in her plan when they send her an attractive rookie detective by the name Allana Bunker. But as time goes on, Desdemona can't let her infatuation put her behind bars.
A slow burn, enemies-to-lovers crime drama starring two women who refuse to let their emotions get in the way of their jobs.
I think I've rambled on for long enough. Shout out to @problematicallybored for making me do this.
I am Mohammed, I live in the northern besieged Gaza Strip, I am 21 years old, I have always tried to create a beautiful future for myself in which I achieve all my wishes. I had ambitions and dreams, but they evaporated because of the war, but I still want to achieve them despite the siege. During the war, I lost many things, including my university, my dreams, my job, and some friends. Despite that, I still want to achieve my dreams and ambitions. I want to rebuild my life again, so please help me in that and rebuild my life. Therefore,
please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.
Hello lm hamdi ,I humbly ask for your support by reblogging this post on your account to help me and my family. As newcomers to Tumblr and GoFundMe, we are in desperate need of your kindness and support. 🙏🇵🇸🍉😔Please donate 🙏🏼Let's reach the goal as soon as possible .
Ofc! Go support here !!
Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hope, with my parents working tirelessly to provide us with a life of dignity and opportunity. My father was our steadfast provider, and my mother was the heart of our home. I have two brothers and three sisters, the youngest of whom is just six months old. She is frail and often sick due to the lack of proper food and medicine. My siblings and I have shared dreams of education, careers and a bright future. But life in Gaza is marked by hardship, and when the war began, everything we had built was shattered. My older brother, a kind and a courageous soul, was martyred while trying to secure basic necessities for our survival, my younger sister was gravely injured, and the cost of her treatment weighs more than the universe to us, now the responsibility for my family has fallen on my shoulders.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #510 )✅️
Our home, once filled with warmth, laughter and memories, has been reduced to rubble. We have been displaced more than thirty times from place to a place with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Each time we returned, we found more destruction, we always clung to the hope of rebuilding, but in the last attack, our home was completely destroyed, we are now homeless, living in unsafe conditions with no shelter to protect us from the cold nights. The loss of our home is not just the loss of a building, it’s the loss of safety, stability, and the place where our dreams were nurtured.
With my father unemployed since the beginning of the war, we have no income to provide even the most basic necessities. Water, food, medicine, warm clothes and blankets-things that many take for granted-are beyond our reach. Every day is a battle for survival, and every night is a reminder of the dangers and struggles we face. I am determined to care for family and give my younger brothers and sisters a chance to grow up with hope. But I cannot do it alone.
I am reaching out to you with a plea for compassion and action. Your support can help us rebuild our lives, restore hope, and secure a future where my family can live in peace and safety. Every donation, no matter how small brings us closer to survival and dignity. Please for the sake of god and humanity, help us in this time of desperate need.
ᰔ��ْ* Home is with __ you ⊹ ✧
***Introducing...! Seungmin. K x reader ◆ after years apart you finally return home and reunite with the boy you used to love 𝄞 fluffও friends to strangers to friends to lovers
Your car drove across the icy, uneven road. You were finally going back to your birth town after moving away as a teenager. You had to move for your dads job, and with no phone back then you couldn't talk to anyone unless you used your house phone and remembered their numbers. You left everyone and now you felt so many butterflies as you were heading back.
The town wasn't much. A little quaint place lost in the countryside. Popular for ice skating and it's thick winters with not-so-warm summers, it wasn't much but you missed it. Your parents had been planning to go back when they retired and you had offered to check the familiarity of the town.
You drove past the welcome sign, the same wooden sign you remembered crying at when you were leaving at the age of 10. It still was a baby blue colour. Paint worn but still pretty. Little white snowflakes painted were more off white than white by now.
As you made it to the tiny inn you were staying at you smiled. Nothing had changed at all. You walked in, went to the desk and noticed a familiar face. Jisung, a chatterbox you had in your class as a child, he had a playful loud character. "Hey! Long time no see huh?" He looked at you and smiled "you recognized me?" You just nodded in response. He smiled and nodded back "so what brings you back?" He handed you your room key "um just thought it would be nice to visit.. See if it's like I remember" you picked up your suitcase and went to go "well nothings changed too much" he smiled, you flashed him a smile back and went to your room.
The room was small, it consisted of a desk, a wardrobe and a single bed. Not much but it was cozy. It would suit for your one week trip at least. You placed your things down onto the desk and layed down onto the bed. God you were sleepy from the four hour drive in thick snow.
You closed your eyes and dozed off, you'd explore tomorrow...
Your nap didn't last very long, only a few hours but when you woke you were hungry and it was dark outside. Lights illuminating the street, you groaned and stood, grabbing your jacket and leaving the inn to go find food. You wandered mindlessly around the streets until you spotted a little cafe on the corner of the street.
You recognized the place from when you were a kid, the cute fairy lights, sweet pastry smells floating into the street. Your old best friends mom used to run it.
A little boy who used to follow you around. Seungmin, he was a short boy with a baby face and dark brown hair. He was your best friend until you moved and lost contact.. The cafe looked the same.. Did his mother still own it? Hopefully. Maybe you could meet him again, though you doubted he'd remember you. So youwent in and the doors bell rung softly.
Everything was the same. Thank god. Maybe you could see the sweet lady that ran the place, your mother and her were good friends after you befriended Seungmin. Though they didn't keep much contact other than talking in person, the most contact they had other than face to face was your old house phone but your mother hadn't remembered to give them the one for your new home when you moved.
"Welcome!" A man called from the counter smiled, he was older with grey hairs nestled into his black gelled hair. Through his glasses he had warm comforting eyes.
Ah, Mr Shin, he'd worked here for years (it surprised you that he hadn't retired...) He waved and you smiled back "Hi" you smiled and he said it back you sat at the counter as he made your drink and you both talked. He updated you on the town. Nothing much had changed. The old shitty bar down by the dump was now a much cleaner charity shop, they'd made a park next to the school and they'd reopened the community center. Not the most interesting but you knew your parents would be interested in the community center when they moved back so you'd note it to memory.
Whilst chatting you looked around the cafe, hoping to catch site of Seungmin, or maybe another person you would recognize. You spotted a group of boys in the corner booth, a boy with a pretty face and long blonde hair, he was sat on a laptop, completely invested in whatever was on glowing blue screen. the other male had a black mullet, he was sitting talking the others ear off with a smile. He was jacked and had his head on one of his palms, muscles flexed. The blonde was just nodding and smiling at whatever the other said, eyes glued to the scene...
In the corner was a brown haired boy with a baby face.. Pouting and talking to the other guy, you could recognize that face... Seungmin? God he'd grown, stretched more like it. Growing up you were always taller, hell he was barely at your chin when you were ten... He still had the same soft fluffy hair.
Suddenly he turned his head your way, and you locked eyes, his grew wide and you turned away. Shit did he get up? You could hear someone moving. You just prayed and prayed it was one of the old guys sipping coffee in the other side. But you knew it wasn't when you felt a tap on your shoulder "ynnie??..."
He remembered? You slowly turned your neck "hi" you smiled awkwardly and he smiled back "wow!!.. Umm. It's been a while huh?"
You nodded and smiled gently "yeah, suppose it has been" he immediately sat down next to you with a grin you noticed the little charm on his bracelet, one you gave him. He still had it? "So... What have you been up to recently?"
A couple days later you'd grown close to Seungmin again, going to old places you used to play, finally exchanging numbers. "So, you still hang around with Changbin huh?" You smiled and he nodded, fidgeting and fighting with the bracelet he was making. "Yeah, he's still the loud goof ball but I love him obviously"
You nodded and helped him with the bracelet, it was a mess but he'd tried! You used to make them for him all the time as a kid and had brought your old kit to keep you entertained in this town with practically no entertainment, unless you were a alcoholic at the bar or a little kid at the park.
"So what even brought you back here in the first place?" He looked up at you. "My parents are retiring soon and wanna move back, I said I'd scope out the place. I've been meaning to come back anyways" you smiled.
He nodded and put the bracelet onto your wrist. "There! Now we match" he smiled and held up his arm next to yours, showing your new bracelet to his old one.
"It's pretty" you laughed and he just smiled into your face like some lovesick puppy "not as pretty as you" he mumbled and you looked up, eyes widened in shock at his words "sorry what did you say?"
"Not as pretty as you" he smiled and inched closer "you're so pretty, why is me saying they confusing?"
"Because you've.. Never said that before" you furrowed your brows and he got closer he held his hand above yours and looked at you, silently asking if he could hold it. Once you nodded he took your hand and held it near his face. "I'm so serious.. I've liked you since we were kids, I thought I moved on when you left but.. I guess I haven't" he smiled and kissed your hand.
"You mean that?" "Yeah, duh.. " he laughed and cupped your face with his other hand. You smiled "I.. I think I like you to" and he kissed you, soft and quick but still a kiss. "You think you like me?"
"You know what I mean" and that was what sealed it, he pressed a kiss to your lips, and another, and another, and another... You both ended up just laughing after the 8th (actually you lost track...) kiss. Just talking and laughing like teens. "So what happens to.. This? Once you go home... I mean if you want this" he frowned gently.
"I want this, I really do... I guess it'll be awkward at first but we can make this work. We'll have this yeah? And I'll visit... Once my parents move here I'll be here like, constantly" you smiled "every holiday, family gatherings, I'll come back to you" he smiled back and kissed your lips, it would be slow but you'd be fine. You'd make it work.
father of three beautiful daughters 👧👧👧.
I’m reaching out from a place of deep hardship—I've lost my home 🏚️ and my job 💔 due to the ongoing war, and now my family and I are living in a tent ⛺, just trying to survive each day.
The situation is getting worse. Hunger is growing. There isn’t even bread… my daughters are starving, and I don’t know what to feed them.
I also suffer from a painful shoulder injury that needs urgent surgery, but our circumstances are overwhelming.
I’m humbly asking for your support:
Please consider sharing my story 🔁 or donating even just €5 💖 — it could truly make a difference in my family’s life.
Every share, every voice, every bit of kindness means the world to us.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you ❤️
@hopeformusab — Every share counts ✨
https://gofund.me/2e8603b5
link here 🤍
My name is Abed.
I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔
The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war. Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚
Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️
I share my story not to seek pity, but to keep hope alive — to believe that even in the darkest places, kindness can still find a way. 🤍
If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support. Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨
Thank you for taking the time to listen. 🙏
Post Link
^^^
⚠️‼️PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE⚠️‼️Help me 🙏🏻♦️ Death is chasing her ‼️ We are in a difficult psychological and physical state. We are living the most difficult days of our lives, my children are trembling with fear and hunger. Imagine for a moment that they are your children 🙏🏻 God created people to be a lifeline. We are a people who love peace 🌿 My home was completely destroyed. We are being subjected to genocide. I address the humanity in your hearts. 💔😭 Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a difference. Hurry up and donate and participate with an amount of $20 so that my family and I can be safe https://www.gofundme.com/f/rebuild-my-house-in-gaza?attribution_id=sl%3A7cdf96c0-239e-4a3d-8dec-afc1d1dec5fc&lang=en_GB&utm_campaign=man_sharesheet
https://www.gofundme.com/f/rebuild-my-house-in-gaza?attribution_id=sl%3A7cdf96c0-239e-4a3d-8dec-afc1d1dec5fc&lang=en_GB&utm_campaign=man_sharesheet donate and help a struggling family
https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-ahmed-and-his-family-survive-in-gaza-crisis anything helps truly even just reblogging this to spread the word 💗
Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.
I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.
💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.
🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.
@sajagz, thank you for listening.
Even gentle support creates strength.
From one heart to another — thank you 🤍
^^^ please help a family in their time of need. I'm so sorry I can't donate but I'll reblog 💗
Hi there,
I’m reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertainty—but I’m still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.
If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.
A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.
If you’re able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.
Your time, your voice, your compassion — it all matters more than you know.
With deep gratitude,
@nadinfamily
I'll check it out, I hope everything turns out alright with your family 🤍
Hi there,
I’m holding on to hope, one day at a time—and today, I’m asking for your support. My family is living through a reality no one should have to face, and I’m doing my best to keep our voices heard.
📌 Please take a second to check out my pinned post.
🔄 Sharing it can help it reach someone who might be able to help.
🤍 If you’re able to give even a little, your generosity could ease a heavy burden.
Your support, your time, your care—it all matters more than you know.
With love and deep appreciation,
@jehadkhaled
Sending all my love I wish nothing but the best for you and your family, go help if you can !!
Hello, wonderful souls! 🤍🌍
I hope you're doing well. 🌿
Could you help me amplify my family's story and bring awareness to our struggle? 🙏🏻
💬 Please reblog my pinned post or consider donating just $5—your support could truly make a difference in saving lives amidst war and hardship.
Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍🌿
🕊️ @mosabsdr | Every share counts. 💫
Ofc ><
Hey! 😊
I hope you're doing well.
I’m reaching out because I really need help getting more eyes on my post.
It’s for a family in need 👨👩👧👦 and a simple reblog 🔁 could make a huge difference.
Would you mind boosting it? 🙏
Thank you so much! 💛
Adam
@adamallii87
Aaa ofc !!
EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS
Tldr: I am getting kicked out of the country I have been living in for 5 yrs 💀
Detailed + refined style:
More information/OG post >here<
My Kofi
If you cannot support, a reblog is appreciated! Thank you!
__________________
- ... What happened? -
Well, I've been dealing with a lot of things and... beaurocracy.
Let's say that the fascist-- I mean-- totally not-a-fascist-right-wing party from the US made the situation worse. Me and a friend of mine was denied to extend our stay in this country, because they have too many refugees coming in and we have to leave. (Luckily my friend got another job in another country, however.. I was not so lucky)
If anyone is willing to support my art and labor it will help a lot with this!!
If no one believes my situation you can ask for @ghostangel2000 or @fudgelling-away for confirmation that I am not lying.
I am very priviliged that I can ask for your help and support. That I can at least give you all something back with my art.
Please be patient as well.. It is a tough time in my life. I will finish it eventually. Thank you very much.
Thank you so much for being the coolest community in tumblr.
Hi, I am Mahmoud Helles from besieged Gaza. My family consists of 40 people, most of whom are young children. I have a simple request.
I hope you will donate and participate to save my family from the catastrophic situation and get them to safety.😥
Thank you for your kindness and support of my story.. 🙏🍉🇵🇸
please dont hesitate to donate whatever you can, and please keep sharing.🍉🍉🥹
https://gofund.me/eab11710
I am spreading this message and donating
Hey all! In honor of my fanfic writing anniversary, I wanted to do a different kind of rec list. I love OCs, in fan-art, fics, and just in general. So for my anniversary, I wanted to post a shoutout list for your favorite OC Creators, Fics, and Art!
I will compile a list of OCs and the fics/art created for them. I also will have a general rec list for OC creators, just because there are some people who have so many amazing OCs its hard to rec them all. So send me your favorite OCs!
Rules:
Submissions must be sent to me by Friday, June 24th. The list will be published on June 31st.
Please send submissions via DM or Inbox. For general creator recs, please send their url, for fics and art please send links and creator's url.
Submissions are open to all fandoms. My blog is mostly Star Wars, but I'm open to more for this list!
If your fic rec is a ship fic, please list the ship.
NSFW Fics and Art are allowed, just please note if its 18+.
I will not accept submissions for any fic or art that involves the following ships: Master/Padawan, Inc*st, Clonec*st, or any nsfw setting involving minors.
Feel free to reblog so we can gather as many submissions as possible - this is a chance to spread the love (and have no shame with submitting your own work!)
This is my partner, Jesse.
“ My name is Jesse, I’m a black nonbinary trans man who is in need of help. On April 1st, 2021, a car on the highway stopped in front of me suddenly, causing me to rear end her, another car to hit mine. My car is now totaled–the radiator is in the engine block and is unsafe to drive, dripping oil and fluids. I’m asking for your help. I need a car to go to and from work, doctors appointments, and just to live. Houston has awful public transit and none where I live. This would be covering the cost of a down payment on a new vehicle and other fees, like the towing from the site of the accident, etc. Any and all help is appreciated. Thank you so much and please share and help if you can.
While i have a vehicle and have started work I’m now behind on bills since i wasn’t able to start on time and the income is unstable. Now i need help with making ends meet and keeping my utilities on while my partner recovers from surgery and i continue looking for better more stable employment. Im now asking for help with a survival fund while this period passes. Please share and help if you can thank you for your help and time.”
If you could retweet this, it would be greatly appreciated. I wish I could do more to help but in my top surgery recovery period I cannot go to work.