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Happy birthday to the jester ever <3

It's been so long and I just recently got back into BSD (he's not my favorite but it's so funny that his birthday's on April fools help-)

Anyway, he's just a chill lil' dude :)

BSD and all its characters belong to Asagiri Kafka :D Art belongs to me :>

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 :)

BSD Chapter 106.5

AAAAAA I SERIOUSLY HAD TO REDRAW MY FAVORITE PANEL IN THIS CHAPTER

Gosh there's so much going on!!! I'm so excited to see what's in store after this one :)

Of course, I have a lot to say about this chapter but honestly I have no idea where to start so I'll just leave it at "I hope no one's gonna die TvT"

Bungou stray dogs and its characters belong to Kafka Asagiri

Art belongs to me :D

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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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 :)

MHA and all its characters belong to Horikoshi Kohei

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Gaza Is Screaming—But Who Will Listen? 🌍💔

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I don’t know how to explain this pain in words. But if you’re reading this, I need you to listen. 25 of my family members are gone. The war didn’t just take their lives—it took our future.

We are still fighting to survive. With no home, no income, and nowhere safe to go, we are asking for your kindness.

💔 $5,000 for the father.

💔 $5,000 for the mother.

💔 $2,500 for Khaled.

💔 $2,500 for Intesar.

📌 The rest will help us hold on to what little we have left.

Even if you can’t donate, just sharing this post is a way to help. Please, don’t scroll past.

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Nothing like a low-quality outdated meme U-U I've been so into alien stage lately, I just had to draw something! Maybe more alien stage fanart coming up? 👀

Also, for those who haven't seen alien stage yet, go watch it!! It's for free on youtube on VIVINOS' channel :D

Alien stage and all its characters belong to vivinos and qmeng

BSD and all its characters belong to Asagiri

Art belongs to me :)

Here's what I drew for Inktober Day 1: Crystal. The idea is to keep it as simple as possible so I won't be using any colors (just pencils for shading) :D

Steven Universe and all its characters belong to Rebecca Sugar.

Art belongs to me :)

And then they DIDN'T have an argument and cxs and lg DIDN'T plan to run off to Yingdu without telling qiao ling and they all lived happily ever after (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Also hey! First fanart of the year :D

Link Click and all its characters belong to Studio Lan Art belongs to me :)