Art trade with @manpleblog !!
Art trade with @/tomeddcanon <- On TWITTER!
They walk among you.
A little more art with these two๐๐๐๐
I hate writing dialog, it always comes out dumb and illogical๐ญ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
girls
wanna see how hard i can avoid other drawings lol
I found I was bisexual some years ago, somewhere between my late twenties and my early thirties. Very late for some people, but I think that it's never too late when it comes to knowing oneself.
I'm still closeted to some people IRL, like my family, but that doesn't make me any less valid.
I wanted to celebrate this Pride Month by making an illustration of Jolyne. She's one of my fav bi* characters. I used this photo for reference.
*I'll not discuss this with anyone ๏ผ๏ธถ^๏ธถ๏ผ
BOO TAMTORD COMIN ATCHA
horses ๐
Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.
That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighborโs house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.
The bombings didnโt stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighborsโ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.
I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my childrenโs toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.
Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably highโ$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why canโt we live like everyone elseโgo to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?
How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: ๐ Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. ๐ Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. ๐ฉบ Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.
Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you canโt donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.
What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; itโs about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what weโve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Letโs work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.
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