"A little bit of bandages and plasters, and you'll be good as new, pal!"
or as ChatGPT tells me:
"A wee bit o' bandages an' plasters, an' ye'll be right as rain, pal!"
little shit I hate him...(╬▔皿▔)╯
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doing the Hades Game art style (more like the coloring style) again... Probably still wrong bcs shadow blocking it's my nemesis and the lights don't work well this time or ever, but heyyyy this one look better then my first try lmao-
Fun fact: Jonsu's mountaineering pole/Moon staff is very customizable. To the point that it can tripled it's length and width or shrink to the minimum necessary for easy transportation. In conclusion: It's a magic stick.
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:
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.
📋 ✧ :: Dandy's Daycare AU !
TikTok Video: 🔗
Collab with @miriciclo uwu ❤️
She made Black Forest Cookie
another pictures! maybe im giving too much at once, but it was all on one canvas. i like how it turned out :333
OMG LOOK THE NIGHT LIGHT THAT I RECEIVED TODAY!!! THE PERFECT ADDITION TO MY SPOOKY COLLECTION :)
**Update for the people sending me asks I bought the product HERE
Who keeps inviting these toddlers to the diplomatic council meetings
Multishipper!! I support any ship in a fandom unless it is toxic, adult x child, or weird in general 🦖🐚 |15 yrs old| |I am a Christian, but I love learning more about other religions or cultures| She/They
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