This Is The First Time I’ve Made Digital Art That I’m Actually Somewhat Proud Of 💀

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Long haired Atsushi for the win!!! Let the kid grow it out!!

Thinking about Atsushi's hair, that there's one long part and if that's the only bit he managed to save.

Whhen the kids held him down and cut his hair, that one part is all Atsushi could stop them from reaching.

Is it just me or is there a sudden influx of people referring to things as their “spirit animals” again…?

Please stop and listen to our painful story and help me save the family 🇵🇸🇵🇸

Help me get my father and mother out and secure their lives

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Donate to Please Save What's Left of My Family, organized by Marleen Tipu

Hello my dears, I hope you are well. Please help me. I, Mahmoud Baalou, have gon… Marleen Tipu needs your support for Please Save What's

The story of my father and mother who suffered from illness and lived under the wall of a tent

“The tent was their only shelter. Its winter wall was made of threadbare fabric that did not protect them from the cold or summer heat. Inside, they were lying on a thin mattress, two defeated bodies suffering from diabetes and high blood pressure. They woke up every day to the sound of chronic pain and dreams. That relaxes with every breath.

Reincarnation perhaps? :0

it is really this serious like

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I like to think Kunikida is aroace or at the very least on that spectrum.

This is the hill I will passively sit on as I watch everyone else fight to their deaths.

why do chuuya and dazais dub voices always sound like theyre one second away from fucking on screen

You'll never know how strong you are until strength is your only option."

From the heart of Gaza, these words become more true than ever. I am Bilal Abed Rabou, and I stand before you as a survivor of five wars, an academic student at Al-Azhar University and a software developer from the besieged Gaza Strip. I witnessed the devastating effects of these conditions firsthand

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Donate to Help me to complete my education In Gaza, organized by Mohammed Asfour

"You'll never know how strong you are until strength is your only option." … Mohammed Asfour needs your support for Help me to complete my

We were a family, living in peace, love and warmth. But everything changed when conflict and despair swept through our lives. Living in Gaza means confronting ongoing conflict, struggling against poverty and the lack of basic necessities to live. Life is very difficult, and even the simplest tasks seem impossible. Yet, despite all the chaos and pain, we remained grounded by the warmth of our love and the strength of our spirits.

Even six months ago, everything changed. Our once home turned into a mess and everything we cherished. Since then, we have been lost, clinging to a world of uncertainty and despair. We left our badly damaged home with only a few things. Since then, our lives have been threatened

with every passing minute.

But now, there is no longer a reason to stay in this place full of suffering, where we are deprived of even the most basic and important rights, education, security and peace.

Our hearts hurt because of all this injustice. We were willing to endure anything to keep our family together and provide comfort and care for our father in his time of need.

With each passing day, our despair grows and our burdens grow heavier. We need your help to break the cycle of suffering, rebuild our shattered dreams, pave the way to a better future, and reunite with our family. Your support is not just a lifeline; Rather, it is a beacon of hope in our darkest moments.

Here you will find our whole story

And here is the direct donation's link

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Donate to Help me to complete my education In Gaza, organized by Mohammed Asfour

"You'll never know how strong you are until strength is your only option." … Mohammed Asfour needs your support for Help me to complete my

Dear Friends,

I write to you with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart. After 188 days of displacement, constant fear, and struggling to survive, we managed to escape with our lives and reach Egypt. But the pain didn’t stop there. Just yesterday, we lost my children's grandfather 💔, not due to direct war, but because of malnutrition and the lack of basic life necessities. We couldn’t save him, just as we couldn’t save our home or our dreams.

The rest of my family is still trapped in the war, suffering the same harsh conditions that led to the passing of my children's grandfather. We are here trying to build a new life, but we have lost everything. We lost our home, and my children were deprived of their schools and universities. Even my eldest son, who worked so hard to build his future, lost his job and saw his dreams shattered.😔

We are now in desperate need of your help. We seek to secure a safe home that will provide us and our children with basic needs. Life in Egypt is extremely difficult, and prices are soaring beyond our reach. All we ask for is a chance to rebuild our lives and secure a better future for our children.🙏🏼

From the depths of my heart, I ask you to stand by us in these difficult times. Your support means hope and life to us.🙌🏼🇵🇸

https://gofund.me/59e9578a

I hope your family can soon make it to a better life in Egypt! 🇵🇸🇵🇸

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I feel as though the rise of AI is yet just another indicator that we exist in society that views art as a product and commodity.

Most simply want to admire and consume art whilst holding no respect for the artists and the work we put in to create.

They just want to eat the fruits of a labor that is not their own.