due to all the drama that has been going on with dream, and me just generally not being into mcyt anymore, i will stop writing about them. i will still take requests ( about dream it depends on how this situation end ). ill try to work on the last imagine i said id make (karls sub, i decided) and I'll try to publish it as soon as i can.
i will also not speak more about this whole drama so please dont ask about my opinion or anything of that matter.
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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON Shrek Edition *:・゚✧
🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿
I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.
My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.
But in an instant, it was all gone.
A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.
That was just the beginning.
The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?
We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.
No home.
No food.
No clean water.
No way out.
I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.
I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.
I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.
Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.
Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.
💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚
when i say i hate men, i do not mean him. he is the exception.
Hellooo, I just wanna ask if you write on sukuna? Cuz I just thought like what if there’s a Dorm Mate! Sukuna? 🤯🤓 He’s like dorm mate gojo but more meaner?¿ and more protective?¿ and like yuji will be like geto in those scenes lol (just a thought heh~ ✨)
A/N: AHHH I had so much fun with this idea!! Thank you for this!! Unfortunately I don’t think this will become a series but hope you enjoy! <3
Dorm mate! Sukuna is rude, arrogant and never cleans up after himself.
The only reason you and Yuuji haven’t kicked him out yet is because he picks you up from college with his car.
Although it’d help if he stopped revving his engine at you and catcalling you as you approach the car 💀
He doesn’t ask, but rather demands you to make him breakfast, claiming you should ‘make yourself useful to him’
But then he gets jealous when you make breakfast for Yuuji too, throwing Yuuji’s plate on the floor out of bitter envy 💀
ALWAYS walks around the dorm shirtless with grey joggers. Mostly because he’s trying to fluster you. He knows you like the tattoos littered across his chiselled abs and broad shoulders ;)
He’s so messy and useless, he never helps with the chores, instead he’ll fake fuck you from behind when you bending over to clean something
Also slaps your butt to piss you off
Arguments with him will never last long because you’re cut off when he starts angrily pulling your hair or bending you over the counter, threatening to ‘fuck the rudeness’ out of you
Manspreads on all the chairs as if he owns the entire place.
Well… he does pay your share of the rent sometimes, so I guess he kinda does…
Yeah, Sukuna may seem like an asshole, but his soft spot for you is undeniable.
Only reason he picks you up from college is because he wants to personally make sure you make it back safe.
He only dyed his hair pink after finding out Yuuji was being bullied for his pink hair, threatening everyone into silence.
And he’s now feared across the college after he beat up a bunch of frat boys that were harassing you <3
ahem 🐐
Hello, I am etaf, a Palestinian living now in Egypt with my family after we managed to escape from Gaza when all our property was destroyed, and we returned from scratch in this life. When we escaped to Egypt, we did not think of anything other than feeling safe from the fear we were facing in Gaza, but unfortunately I did not expect that life would become this difficult, after we left with nothing, no home, no money, no clothes, no family, we are facing something beyond human imagination. When I ask for help, I cry a lot because we are not used to that. We used to live in beautiful palaces, have a job, and a beautiful life, and now we have become nothing!💔
Our source of income was destroyed and the new merchandise was burned. 💔
We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, 💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and Children's needs, rent, education, and other basic living requirements. are becoming harder to afford with rising prices .
📚 Dreams on Hold: Loss of family and loved ones Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢
I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.
Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.
Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.
With all our gratitude, Etaf Al-Qataa and Family ❤️
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Can I cash app you some money for bills if yes message me privately with your cash app tag or PayPal I wanna spoil you with my money💵💵💵
https://gofund.me/4e896ac1
and if you really want to spend some more money then i’ll make sure to send you some more gofundme so that you can actually help someone who needs it