God knows how much i love akiangel
I am Suheila, a mother of five children: Shukri, Widad, Saja, Farah, and Mira. Our lives have turned into a nightmare after our home was completely and permanently destroyed. Our house, which once represented safety and a future for us, is now just a pile of rubble. The walls have collapsed, the roofs have fallen, and everything around us has turned into debris. We no longer have a place to go, and all our memories and hopes are lost.
After our home was destroyed, we have been living on the street in a small tent, at the mercy of difficult circumstances. We have no shelter, no protection from the cold, and every passing day deepens our suffering. My husband, Shadi, who was a fisherman, has lost his source of livelihood completely. His fishing boat was bombed and destroyed, leaving him with nothing. What was once our means of survival is now just wreckage in the sea, and he cannot return to work.
We are in desperate need of your help to provide food and the basic necessities of life. Every day that passes in these harsh conditions increases our suffering. We kindly ask that you stand by us in this hardship and help us lessen our pain, so we can continue to survive.
Additionally, my husband was injured during the war, which has worsened his health and further impacted his ability to work. Now, we are in a situation we cannot endure—without income, without shelter, and without any hope for the future.🇵🇸🇵🇸
More doodles of my vkei Mob because I love his design sm
Also I made an account in bluesky
Happy Acchan day guys 🎉🎊🎉🎉🎊
I've been inactive for a while here
Lack of sleep and clinical examination are making my skills lower and my sketches get dirtier
Thinking about vkei Mob alternative designs
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.
That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨
If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙
Goofy ahh attempts at drawing in ONE's artstyle
Don't ask what happened to Teru's face
Day 7 — festival/beach
Posting this after going to the beach
@brockoliguy @thenoodledart
He/she/they/ | 17 y.o. | Mob irl | Artist | Rus/eng | tg: srivnyinerv | bsky: olezhatheduckhehe I'm sorry to everyone who's reaching out to me for donation, for now I can't donate to you ☹️☹️
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