an illustrated storybook featuring 3rd life grian and scar
how is scar both the worst and best minecraft player of all time. he didn’t know mobs can climb up ladders and created a completely avoidable situation where he’s spawnkilled immediately but he also runs across the entire nether unharmed. no one does it like him
Benefits of a harpy Grian design: he is a colourful little velociraptor who does crimes.
Im going to die happy oh god
just a silly doodle of bkau convex haha. i hope nothing bad actually happens though.
i love these so much ugh the style is just <33
faces faces faces… much fun
yep! crazy guy
the air just fully punched out of my lungs. do you think parrot begged wato for this... do you think they didn't tell wifies beforehand, wanting wifies to have the moment as special and untampered as possible. or do you think this wifies might or might not even be parrot's wifies, a clone of what once was... still remembering unstable, but not parrot's wifies? and do you think that just for one more shining moment parrot got to crush wifies in his arms before he had to leave again? i need to go throw myself to the birds i'm about to lose my entire goddamn mind about parfies AGAIN
every time i draw oskar he looks different because i draw him so much im esentially speedrunning the design to lore to design changes pipeline
Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.
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.
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.
Artist! — they/she — pfp by gitaroonie— I am very normal about minecraft youtubers(lie)
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