Zora Salazar

Here's a random sketch I did in my notebook! It's mostly just me experimenting with a new shading style (ˉ▽ˉ；)...

bUT also I really wanted to draw these two!! My obsession with ORV hasn't toned down at all it's been like two months help ლ(╹◡╹ლ) (On a side note, neither has my sudden obsession with these cute emoticons!) So here's a scene that would've probably never happened in the original novel lol

ORV and all its characters belong to singshong/ sing n song Art belongs to me :)

Vegegosp - A tale of love and tragedy

This was inspired by a conversation my friends and I had a few months ago :)

Undertale and all its characters belong to Toby Fox

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My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

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Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

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Here's my art for @itsxroxannex 's DTIYS

This is the first time I did something like this >:0

With and without color, because I like how both of them turned out :D

Dream and Nightmare belong to @jokublog Art belongs to me!

Hey gang 😞 Things have not been very grunkle stunkle lately cuz it doesn't feel like I'm winning the funkle bunkle :c

I'm posting last week's drawing a bit late because I had a bunch of exams! Despite how rushed it may look, I did enjoy drawing my pookies :')

In case anyone doesn't see it, I drew Togachako as Bubbline. I dunno the vibes were vibing so the ideas idea'd U-U

MHA and all its characters belong to Horikoshi Kohei

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I found out that today's Piano Day, so I just had to draw Mari! I couldn't draw anything for her birthday this month, but I guess this should do as a late birthday fanart too :)

OMORI and all its characters belong to omocat Art belongs to me :)

Zora Salazar from Epithet Erased in my style <3

That one trend but it's Zora from Epithet Erased :)

Epithet Erased and all its characters belong to JelloApocalypse

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Save our lives ‼️🚨

"I am Wissam... The last time I hugged someone, it was a corpse." 😭💔

The night was very long that day. I was counting the days until I would give birth to my twins. I brought them names, and planned to wrap my body around them when the tents grew cold. But death was faster. 😭

We fled our home under shelling, and my father was in the hospital, unable to stand. I told them, "My father can't move." The soldier said, "It doesn't matter, leave." So we left... and my father was left alone, until his heart closed forever. 😔💔

On the way south, I walked for hours carrying two children in my belly, a bag in my hand, and the rest of my memories on my back.

I bled on the way.

I lost my twins there, on the asphalt, in front of my other children who couldn't even cry. 😭😭

The next day, I woke up and found them buried under the sand. No grave, no names.

Now, I'm seven months pregnant with my third child.

But anemia is tearing me apart, stress is breaking my head, and hunger is eating away at what's left of me.

I feel my baby pleading with me from within: "Mother, don't die."

And I apologize to him every day... because I can't promise him life.

“I am Wissam… I lost my father, my children, my home, and even my voice.

I don’t want to lose this child too.

Help me before I become another memory in this broken land.

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My father was the only one I could place all my hopes and dreams on. He was the one who lifted me up whenever I fell, and held my hand when my steps faltered. In those dark days of war, I saw him strong in front of me. Even in moments of silence, his presence was enough to make me feel safe. He wasn't just the father I loved, he was my refuge, the hope I lived by. 😭💔

But one day, suddenly, that hope disappeared.

The sky was covered with heavy clouds, as if it knew what was going to happen. That day, I was at home, climbing on my tiptoes, holding on to any glimmer of hope, but when I entered our small room, I found my mother in the corner of the room crying, her face pale, her eyes filled with tears, and her mouth almost unable to speak. 💔😭

I couldn't believe what she was saying. My father, who had always been the strength in my life, was gone. In an instant, everything disappeared, and the words kept repeating in my head without me being able to understand them. "He's not coming back." Those words were harder than any blow I had ever received in my life. 😭😭

I felt like I was in a dark dream. How could my father disappear like that? How could time go on without his voice, without me seeing his face again? How much I needed him in those moments, how much I needed to hear his words of reassurance. But it was all over, and all that remained was the silence filling the emptiness around me. 💔

Every corner of the house became a tragedy. Everything reminded me of him, every corner, every smell, everything. I thought I would lose my ability to breathe. His absence was heavier than anything else. I cannot imagine a world without him, and I cannot see a future without his advice, without a hand to lift me up whenever I feel like I am drowning.

As I sit here, in that dark room, I remember everything about my father. How he used to laugh when I made small mistakes, how he used to hug me when the world was dark, and how his words filled my life with meaning. But now he's not here, and the emptiness in my heart can't be filled with anything else. Every time I close my eyes, I see him in every corner. I feel him, but I can't touch him. And despite all the pain, despite all the sadness, I know he's not coming back, that he's left me in this world, to face it alone.

He's gone, but a part of him, a part of his soul, will remain in my heart forever. Even though I can't hear his voice or see him, I carry his memories with me every step of the way, every moment. I've lost him, but I can never forget him.😭😔

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Undertale month!!!

Week 2 of Undertale month!!

Also, Happy 9th Anniversary to Undertale!!! Sadly I couldn't draw anything specific in time, but that's okay with me :) (Also kindly ignore the sloppiness with the Undyne prompt TvT)

On a brighter note, this marks three years since I started posting on this blog!! I still can't believe it's been that long lol I've enjoyed every second of it! Also, I think this weekly schedule is better with me :) Not only is it helping me build up a routine, but also my drawing skills are improving (at least I think so!)

If I get the time in the future, I'd really love to turn some of these sketches into full-blown art with colors and stuff! Especially the ones with more characters :0

Undertale and its characters belong to Toby Fox

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Chuuya pt. 2!

These last two are on the backs of some old paintings that bled through. Just thought they looked cool so I decided to draw corrupted Chuuya there!

Bungou Stray Dogs and its characters belong to Kafka Asagiri Art belongs to me :)