Hello,,
My name is Ashraf Alanqar, and I am 30 years old. My wife, Widad Issa, and I have a one-and-a-half-year-old son named Bakr. We used to live peacefully in the Al-Shuja’iya neighborhood, in a house we built just a week before the war began. I worked as a farmer and owned a large chicken farm that provided for my family.
Beloved of my heart (Bakr)
Then the war came and destroyed everything. Our home was reduced to ashes, and our chicken farm was obliterated. We lost our home, our livelihood, and even our basic rights. We've been forced to move from place to place in northern Gaza, simply trying to survive.
My House before...
Me.. while trying to recognize what has happened..
The terror we feel as we flee from heavy bombardment is unbearable. The sound of explosions around us, the constant fear as we navigate through the rubble of destroyed homes searching for safety and food, haunts us every day. My son Bakr is constantly scared and suffers from severe malnutrition and skin diseases due to the lack of food, water, and sanitation.
Our beautiful memories.. :(
We urgently need your help. I am asking for your support to fund this campaign to move my family to a safe place, provide us with a proper home, and ensure we have enough food, water, and medical care.
Baker used to play with his dog.
Your donation, no matter how small, can make a significant difference in our lives. We desperately need your support and solidarity during this difficult time. Together, we can restore hope and safety to Ashraf and his family.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for considering my plea. Your support means more than words can express. Together, we can turn a story of loss into a journey of hope and resilience.
With deepest gratitude,
Ashraf & the Family
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AND WHAT I THOUGHT WINE WAS ALL ABOUT BEING THE PERFECT TEMPERATURE TO GET UR NOTES (hehe) OF LONELINESS IS KILLING ME AND DEPRESSION OR WHATEVER
I have this headcanon that I really plan to turn into a fic but I felt like sharing it until then. So one day a woman Will had slept with two years ago knocks at his door and she basically puts a baby into his arms and tells him that from now on it's his responsibility and then she is gone. Will of course has no idea he had a daughter and he is freaking out so the smartest thing is to call Hannibal.
Fast forward, Will is a great dad and he loves being a dad and Hannibal is very helpful and he is also a great "dad" and he is usually the one to babysit her so he plays a huge part in this child's life. Will bonds with her over catching bugs and fishing and Hannibal teaches her to play the piano.
And Will (he didn't have any beef with Alana in this hc) wants to involve Alana as well cause she is his friend that he crushes on (not as much as he crushes on Hannibal tho but he is just stupidly oblivious). But for some reason his daughter doesn't love spending time with Alana as much as she loves spending time with Hannibal.
By the time she is six she is calling both of them "dad". Did Will object to her calling Hannibal that? No. Did Hannibal? Absolutely not.
Alana is a lot into Will cause he seems more stable since he got this child in his life so she is thinking that he could handle a relationship. Will is confused cause he is not sure if he is still into her as much as he once was but he is not rejecting her attempts either. He is trying to hide it from his daughter since it's not something official but you know how kids are. They know what's going on. Especially this child who is particularly smart.
"I hate Alana." Is what she says to Hannibal one afternoon when he is babysitting her.
"And why is that?"
"Cause she is stealing dad from you!"
Hannibal was unaware of this situationship as well so he is kinda "maybe the kid got it all wrong but at the same time kids are so honest" so he says
"No one is stealing your dad from me. I promise."
I will only share up until this point haha if you made it this far, congrats!
Reblog art guys. Seriously.
These people understand me
i’m not “lazy” i’m just a fragile victorian maiden. i can only handle 1-2 mildly taxing activities a day before i have to put myself down for a nap until dinner
If I were a beautiful woman and two men were in love with me I would manipulate them into doing gay shit with each other
someone make a menstrual cycle with no pain, no blood, no nothing. someone uninvent the menstrual cycle.
If you're struggling to write sex, write food. if you're struggling to write food, write gore. if you're struggling to write gore, write sex. They're all variations on the same themes.