Safe zone

My name is Abdulmajid.

I got married one month before the war. Those were beautiful days — full of hope, love, and simple dreams. I dreamed of a small home, a quiet family, and a baby girl I could hold without fear.

But the war came… Suddenly. Brutally.

My mother was killed. My brother was killed. Children in my family were taken by the bombs. My home was destroyed. And my work stopped completely.

Then… in the middle of this nightmare, my baby girl was born. A tiny soul, innocent, unaware of the war. She cries from hunger, from cold, from the sounds of bombs shaking what’s left of our walls.

Today, I’m a father with almost nothing… Fighting every day to find flour, milk, or even a small meal to feed my child.

Prices are sky-high — a single 25kg bag of flour can cost $800. There is no work. No income. No safety. No stability.

I write this from under siege, hoping my heart will reach yours.

Even $1 can make a difference. It can feed a child, buy milk, or bring a moment of peace. Be the heart that reaches Gaza. Be the hand that saves.

📌 Please share this post. Let our voices be heard — not buried under rubble.

Semiu,

Reblogs very appreciated ♡

oh the stress of following synonyms, verbs, tenses and finding the right word to use instead of "said" (we've all been there) the whole researching process of this one term that is irrelevant to the plot but important to one dialogue you're writing. the sadness, anger, love, joy, excitement you feel of your characters. and don't forget the adventure and fun of weaving words into a beautiful story. for others, but most importantly, for yourself. no one forced you to write fanfics. that's why whenever you write one, you are it's most important audience before anyone else.

see? this is the feeling you will never get out of generating with ai. what's the fun in putting in a pompt and copy pasting it for the world to see for 15 minutes of fame? that is not art and that is definitely not something that belongs to you. you stole it from a thief itself. that makes you worse than the thief no? whenever you're generating ai fics, you are robbing yourself of that fun and adventure. of course i cannot stop you from doing it if that's what you have decided to do. but for what it's worth, i hate to be the bearer of the sad news but you're never going to evolve creatively or even learn to have a hobby if at the end of the day your sitting in a room with your closest companion which is not your mind but ai. that's a pretty sad way to live. think about it.

CW// Caleb is quite cultured with black women hair lmao

Caleb loves seeing you do your hair

Caleb loves watching you. He loves your micro expressions, he loves the way you put on your lip gloss, he loves the way your accent slips out when speaking too quickly. So when he watches you take down your faux locs for wash day he is completely enamored by you.

“You missed one.” He carefully grabs the dangling piece from the back of your head to wrap around your shoulder for you to see, smiling back at him you grab the scissors to cut, but he flinches almost.

“How are you so sure your hair isn’t getting chopped off, pipsqueak?”

“Because I’m a pro at this, “ you retort smuggly through the mirror making him chuckle, “Just like how you’re a pro with washing my hair.”

And he is, he knows exactly what products works best with your hair and his fingers work like magic.

Aaaaaand it may or may not be true Caleb gets a kick out of seeing your eyes roll back when he scratches a specific area on your head.

You’ve moaned his name a few times too and he may or may not be turned on by it, but that’s for another discussion.

He smiles at you, patting your head before he gets up to grab your products and a towel, “Shall I get the water ready for you, madam?”

“Yesh, please.”

“What are we doing after, braids? Cornrows? Twists?” He hollers from down the hall, you smirk undoing the last loc before giving your head a good scratch.

“You pick.”

Caleb does an exaggerated hum, “Fulani braids?”

“Boy…the hell you know about Fulani, and it’s FOO-lani not FLU-lani.” You question your best friend while you cross your arms at the door. He just chuckles and shrugs

“You’ve had ‘em before. And you looked gorgeous with them. Plus the little gold jewelry made you.” He pokes your nose before behind down to your eye level. “A goddess.”

“Mmhm.” You playfully push him to the side to get ready for your wash, absolutely feeling his eyes glued to your ass as you walk. “Bet not be talking to other women about hairstyles.”

“Miss. Y/n…are you jealous? I mean if I were?”

Help me get my children out of the war. I don’t want to see them as little pieces and pieces. My heart can’t bear the loss. Save what’s left of us, please🙏🙏

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Hello dear friends,

I am writing to you with a heart full of gratitude and hope. Over the past few weeks, your support has been overwhelming. Together, we’ve raised an incredible €3031 towards our goal of €20,000, and I cannot express how much this means to my family and me. ❤️🌍

Life here in Gaza has always been filled with challenges, but the current circumstances have made it unimaginably difficult. As some of you know, my family has endured unimaginable losses – 25 of my loved ones were taken by the violence. 💔 Their memory is my driving force to keep moving forward, to survive, and to share our story with the world.

Your generosity – through donations, reblogs, and kind words – has shown me that even in the darkest times, there is light. ✨ Every euro donated, every reblog shared, every message of encouragement has made an impact. You’ve helped us cover basic necessities, keep our spirits alive, and dream of a safer future.

🛠️ How You Can Help:

💶 Donate – No matter how small, every euro helps. 👉 https://gofund.me/5ac9124f

🔄 Reblog – Share this post with your followers. Every reblog increases the chance of reaching someone who can help.

📢 Spread the Word – Talk about our story with your friends and family. Awareness is a powerful tool.

To everyone who has already supported us: Thank you from the depths of my heart. ❤️ Your kindness gives me hope and strength to face each day. You are not just helping my family survive; you are reminding us that we are not alone in this fight.

Together, we can reach the goal of €20,000, and with your help, we will. Please keep sharing, keep donating, and keep believing in the power of compassion. 🌈💖

Thank you for being part of this journey with us.

With love and gratitude, Mosab 🕊️

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