( VETTING: #520 On The Gazavetters Document )

No thoughts, just big brother Gaz. I headcannon him with lots of siblings, both young and old. Everyone looked out for each other in his family, and now he's found a second family. He's the youngest member of the team, so he doesn't always get the opportunity to look after the others but when he does?

Big. Bro. Mode. Activitied.

He makes a mean fort, ones that take up the entire room and are so comfy that even Price doesn't mind lounging around inside. He doesn't undermine the other caregivers by breaking rules with the littles, but maybe he sneaks them sweets and snacks every now and than.

He is a flip, sometimes regressing to between 8-12, but even then, his love knows no bounds. "Si! Hold my hand, cause we're crossing the road!" He'll insist, wanting to keep his big little brother close by. "No, no, Bubba, we can't use that without Papa." He'll tell Soap in the kitchen to keep the little curious terror from the stove.

I love big brother Gaz, gonna write more later 😭

The war has returned again, Gaza is under bombardment and my area is being subjected to heavy shelling. We have lost hope in our rights. We must evacuate this city where there is no security. Donate to my family again, you are our only hope.

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Might need to write caregiver batman

Guys, we all know Bruce is emotionally constipated. And he would not handle his kids crying well at all. So, I present to you, Bruce and his 'don't be sad' tactics: 12 y/o Dick: Crying in his room bc something reminded him of his mom Bruce, hearing the sobs: 'oh god what the fuck do i do' Bruce, knocking on the door before opening it and setting down a plushy he had a child on Dick's bed, before quickly backing out of the room: 'fuck did that go well?'

Jason: instinctual tears because someone punched him in the nose.

Bruce: walks over to Jason to awkwardly hand him one of the candies he keeps to comfort children

Tim: Burst into tears out of sheer frustration over a case (and bc he's been up for about 48 hours) Bruce: Quietly walks over to put a mug of hot chocolate in front of Tim before getting tf out of there All the batkids have their own experience with Bruce giving them something to stop them from crying. They treasure the little moments. Because Bruce is trying. He is doing his best.

Oh... I love this and I will write about this soon

TF 141. Indoor trampolines.

SOMEONE WRITE SOMETHING PLEASE I BEG YOU!!

My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

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Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

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I love Agere Call of duty but I don't see nearly enough stuff for it so I'm sharing some head cannons I wrote a while ago. I might revise them one-day, or just add onto the post. I love my lil babies (Aka my fictional military men)

König (little bug, tiger, sweetheart, little love) 

-Typically regresses to around 1-2. Is very small and mostly non verbal expect some German gibberish. Uses sign language or his communication cards. 

-LITTLE KÖNIG HAS A COLA OBSESSION!! even super baby he really wants his fizzy drink and gets really sniffly when he can't have it

-The cutest image to me is him drinking a bottle with his mask lifted just enough for it. He prefers John or Horangi but sometimes he lets uncle soap or Simon feed him. Simon is especially gentle whenever König lets him do bottle time. König loves it when you rub his belly while he drinks. He's doing long slow blinks about half way through his bottle cause it's so good but he's so sleepy! 

- Cry. Baby. To the max. He's a sniffing whimpering mess half the time, but is satiated with near 24/7 contact with someone, mostly a caregiver. He just wants to be involved! Talk to him, include him, cuddle and snuggles him! Or he will cry. He loses his binky? Cry. No cola? Cry. Bedtime? Cry!! 

- has a big fear of the dark and has 3 different night lights, as well as co sleeping, always. 

- shakes like a tiny dog during baths, though the water is never cold. He's just shaking, almost from anxiety it seems, but he's pretty okay when it's a trusted caregiver washing him.

- he's a mask chewer. He loves his pacifier and his teethers for sure, but he loves to suck on his mask and chew on it. The team finds it very nasty, because he has tons of face mask shirts (a whole drawer full) but they're gross! He'll wear them for days at a time and they're germ filled! But you have to be gentle with stopping him. If he feels like he's being scolded or his shirt is being snatched out of his mouth He'll cry. 

Johnny "Soap" MacTavish (Little lad, pup, kiddo, sweet boy) 

– around 4-6 years old, and pretty verbal. He loves to talk about Legos, sharks, and even in little space, explosives.

– still needs a night light, pull ups, and really likes his pacifier but he is NOT a baby! He has nothing against his baby brothers, he loves them, but he doesn't want to be as little lots of times.

– whenever he gets disciplined as an adult, typically a spanking for disobeying an order or almost getting himself hurt, he will typically regress after. He's a little guy, and Price always assures him he's such a good boy and always deserves love.

– he loves whenever Simon is little with him, since Simon is a little smaller than him. But when Simon is big, he's exceptionally clingy. He wants story times, he wants kisses, he wants love and especially from Simon. He'll take it from anyone, but he loves. Loves Simon.

– also a bottle baby, he just enjoys the bonding experience between him and his caregiver. Only wants one for night time or when he regresses from discipline. He holds the bottle/caregivers hand with one of his just to feel closer to them. 

-Loves bath time. Simon will only slightly behave if Soap is in the bath with him, but it's very funny the contrast between the two. Soap is calmly playing with his toys, moving around as needed to be cleaned, while Simon is sometimes screaming, crying and flailing like crazy. 

-Very accident prone/clumsy. Always has some kinda bandaid or bruise on him, but takes most tumbles like a champ. He does sometimes "milk" a fall for some cuddles and attention, but no one minds doting on him a little extra. 

-Just as clingy as König almost. He loves to be in people's laps, wrapped around they're legs, just as close as allowed.

Simon "Ghost" Riley (bunny, button, baby boy, little one) 

-2 to 3 year old regression age, but his accent is hard to understand when he's little, not that he's super verbal. He also has communication cards and knows sign language. Most of his caregivers have gotten to the point where they know what almost every little noise means. 

-His lil feets ticklish and he is very. Very. Fussy about it. He does this little squeak squeal whine, wriggling his feet and toes around like an unruly kitten.

-Almost all of his behavior can be described as unruly kitten. He doesn't bite or scratch, anymore… it took many timeouts and talking toos to get him to understand and stop that behavior. He hates timeouts a lot, because that's time away from his caregivers or his Bubbas. Plus there was one time he bit soap and made him cry, which made Simon really upset. 

-He's also a mask chewer, but he gets fussy whenever it's traded for a pacifier. He just wants to chew the soft fabric, but with coaxing (honey on the pacifier) Simon typically takes to it pretty well. 

-IPad/TV child very much so. He likes his shows, he likes the peacefulness of snuggling with his Papa or Soap with something playing. He will have something on while he eats, but he's surprisingly not messy or overly loud with it.

-Price is surprised how shy Ghost is, especially with new people. He's a cry baby all on his own accord, but it's so endearing. It typically happens when he's overwhelmed, shy, or particularly startled. He'll gently flap his hands, looking around in teary eyed distress for preferably his Papa Price.

-Stims constantly. Bouncing on toes, spinning and jumping in place, flapping hands, rocking or swaying and rubbing his chest are all go to soothing motions. He has a few startling looking ones like slapping at his chest, but he isn't hurting himself when he does. He's a prime baby bouncing dancer. He's always doing a lil bouncing dance, and everyone loves it. 

- hates butt changes! No one better say the words "diaper" and "change" to close together lest they want a fussy baby who's rapidly crawling away. They basically have to quickly scoop him up and get him in a little half swaddle like you would a cat so you can clip they're nails. 

Gary "Roach" Sanderson (Bug, buggie, little man, little lamb) 

-3-5 Years old, and semi verbal. He'll speak when he's comfortable but sometimes he experiences a word shut down and only uses sign language or his communication cards. 

-will eat everything. Anything. Is constantly asked "what's in your mouth??" And he rapidly crawls or butt scoots away. He doesn't like traditional pacifiers or teethers, but he loves chewlery especially ones with texture. 

-he needs diapers, and pull ups in big space. He's slightly incontinent from being on the battlefield. He doesn't like having to wear them, and changes can be hard because he cries quite a bit. Some good long cuddles are always needed after. 

-hes often a crafty lil bugger, he escapes his play pen, and helps the other babies out. Helps them out of bouncers, and crafts plans to sneak cookies and sweets. Often takes all the blame cause it was his idea after all! He hates timeouts and scolding, but Papa Price always sits him on his lap and holds him chin gently so he can talk to him about what he did. Normally works to curb bad behavior for a lil while. 

- he really loves to stim with Ghost. He has more verbal stims like hums, tongue clicking, screaming, and repeating words. Also a bounce baby dancer. He loves holding Simon's hand while they dance to whatever is playing.

- really likes being a helper. He wants to be involved in activities and wants to be told he's doing well. Be especially likes to cook with Alejandro or draw with Alex. He loves whenever prices wakes him up or puts him to bed especially, and he loves helping put the babies to bed. 

I love my little babies. I wanna snuggle them all. Sure, they're strong rugged military men but they're my pookie baby bears 😭💖

Hereby requesting friends in the COD community who will understand my brainrot and talk about those sweet baby boys and our OCs together. Please and thank you.

⚠️The cursed war destroyed my home after my beautiful little girl was trying to recover from autism and practicing her mental therapy exercises within the Red Crescent program. Her nervous attacks intensified, so I cannot provide painkillers and Speed Pan pills. She screams at night to make us feel that she is tired of life😭 and complains of weak immunity and chronic kidney failure💔

What is happening in Gaza is not just a war, it is a genocide and an ongoing massacre that is wiping out families and homes. We are innocent and have lost our homes, and the street has become our place.🌿 No one will give you a piece of cloth to put on the sand. We want peace and to return to complete the treatment of my disabled daughter.🥹 If you can sleep, I am crying because of my inability to meet the needs of my family. I will pray for you in my prayers. Do not hesitate to donate and participate🌸

For your information, in Gaza we don't eat chicken, meat, vegetables, fruits, eggs, fish, milk, yogurt, cheese, and the list goes on... Most people don't have flour, sugar, ghee, oil, thyme, or even work... The list goes on and no one has gas or electricity, and the list goes on... And people are still living, and when I ask them how they are, they say "Thank God." Don't these people deserve support and respect? Don't we deserve to live?

Help me provide bread for my children, it costs $500. I trust your generosity and humanity.

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

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I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude