doing doodles of (almost) every #dialtown character in alphabetical for december
day 25: Randy
MERRY CHRISMASS OMGGGG!!!!! hope you have a joyful day all
Please if you have the means consider buying an e-sim for Gaza! It’s very quick and easy!
Link to gazaesims ->
made a randy stimboard literally just because why the hell not. chances are i might make more. i may be an art account but y'all ain't free from my arbitrary decisions.
anyway booo he probably smells like piss ((i care about him a lot))
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MORE WHITEBOARD STUFF MORE WHITEBOARD STUFF ((ily doai whiteboard))!!! SITCOM EDITION!!
More randy, surprise surprise
That one’s a sticker, if you want
Under the cut is a close up of the big one :]
Reblogs appreciated!
I did a lot of details on this one, because I realized he had little lines on his jacket sleeves, I never saw them before
My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.
I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.
Today, I am seven months pregnant and living in constant fear for my unborn daughter. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and freezing cold. We’ve been displaced over nine times, carrying nothing but the weight of loss and the hope for survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely shields us from the rain and cold.
How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?
I write to you with a heavy heart, pleading for help. I don’t ask for much, just the chance to give my daughter a safe beginning, a life with warmth and dignity. Every small donation can be a lifeline for us, and even sharing our story can make a difference. Please, help us survive this storm and rebuild our shattered lives.
To donate or support us, here is the link
From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassion🥹❤️🙏
doing doodles of (almost) every dialtown character in alphabetical for december
day 18: mingus
fellas we won (i think) so as promised yesterday: MURDER PONIES
scribbling those in paint and then covering them in filters was actually so cathartic yall have no idea. once you suffocate that little worm in your brain that yells at you for being cringe you become so free....
no filters + alts!:
Today is 266 days, we are still alive. 🇵🇸🍉
Please don't skip! 🙏🏻🥺
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Oh. OH NO. MY DIALTOWN PHASE IS GOING BACK OH NO NO. I dont mind actually
It's a redraw of the old art that I did when I only have joined this hell. It looks so ugly and it was like ALMOST TWO YEARS WHAT
Anyway. ENJOY MY BOY
A little bonus