Appreciation இ௰இ

Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hope, with my parents working tirelessly to provide us with a life of dignity and opportunity. My father was our steadfast provider, and my mother was the heart of our home. I have two brothers and three sisters, the youngest of whom is just six months old. She is frail and often sick due to the lack of proper food and medicine. My siblings and I have shared dreams of education, careers and a bright future. But life in Gaza is marked by hardship, and when the war began, everything we had built was shattered. My older brother, a kind and a courageous soul, was martyred while trying to secure basic necessities for our survival, my younger sister was gravely injured, and the cost of her treatment weighs more than the universe to us, now the responsibility for my family has fallen on my shoulders.

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Help Lama in the North

Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hop

Our home, once filled with warmth, laughter and memories, has been reduced to rubble. We have been displaced more than thirty times from place to a place with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Each time we returned, we found more destruction, we always clung to the hope of rebuilding, but in the last attack, our home was completely destroyed, we are now homeless, living in unsafe conditions with no shelter to protect us from the cold nights. The loss of our home is not just the loss of a building, it’s the loss of safety, stability, and the place where our dreams were nurtured.

With my father unemployed since the beginning of the war, we have no income to provide even the most basic necessities. Water, food, medicine, warm clothes and blankets-things that many take for granted-are beyond our reach. Every day is a battle for survival, and every night is a reminder of the dangers and struggles we face. I am determined to care for family and give my younger brothers and sisters a chance to grow up with hope. But I cannot do it alone.

I am reaching out to you with a plea for compassion and action. Your support can help us rebuild our lives, restore hope, and secure a future where my family can live in peace and safety. Every donation, no matter how small brings us closer to survival and dignity. Please for the sake of god and humanity, help us in this time of desperate need.

Hello 👋

I am Haifa from Gaza 🇵🇸

Palestine, mother of three children. We faced many physical and psychological problems due to the war that completely destroyed our home and source of income. My children's health was destroyed due to polluted water and contaminated food. We live in very difficult conditions. We live in a nylon tent and my children shiver from the cold 🥶

My son Yousef, 8 years old, aspired to become an engineer, but the occupation destroyed his talent. Jourie and Joan, the cheerful twins full of humor and fun in our house, are 6 years old and are deprived of education. My children have no future here in Gaza. Help me get out safely.

Otherwise, the price of food has become very expensive, my children make me cry bitterly because I can't provide for their needs because I don't have money. Please your donation and help will mean a lot we have tragedies that need you don't ignore me

https://gofund.me/dcda1d31

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I am Haifa, a mother of 3 children, Youssef, hifaaa823 Jourie and Joan, from… hifa hifa needs your support for Help Haifa and Her Children R

A donation of $10 or $20 would mean a lot to the kids.

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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 :)

The Power of Memories 🎞️

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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed, and I want to share a little bit of my journey with you.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place I once called home. Life was simple but beautiful. I remember sitting with my family in the evenings, drinking tea and telling stories. I remember walking through the streets, greeting neighbors, feeling like I belonged. I remember celebrating birthdays, laughing over silly jokes, and dreaming about the future.

But in the blink of an eye, everything changed. My home is gone. My family is not whole anymore. My city is unrecognizable. 💔 The streets that once felt so safe are now filled with emptiness. The laughter has been replaced with silence.

And yet, I hold onto my memories. Because memories remind me of who I am, where I come from, and what truly matters. They remind me that love, family, and connection are stronger than destruction.

If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family, tell someone you love them, appreciate the warmth of home. These small moments are what truly make life beautiful. 💙

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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

Pose practice with Undyne :)

Undertale and all its characters belong to Toby Fox Art belongs to me :)

Please listen carefully Please listen carefully🙏 I need you to read this..🥹

On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.

On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah

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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.

We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.

We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.

No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.

We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?

fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.

Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help

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Donate to Help Mahmoud and His Family Survive, organized by Jovan I

Hello, my name is Jovan, and I'm fundraising on behalf of my dear friend Mahmoud. Mahmoud … Jovan I needs your support for Help Mahmoud and

Starting off November strong!! I do love how the coloring for this one turned out :> I hope you guys like it too!

Also!! For how much I think about these guys, I haven't drawn them nearly enough >:/ ALSO ALSO THIS IS MY FIRST EVER PROPER BKDK ART OMG WOWWW (This is totally not manifesting for the 60 extra pages whattttt who said that 👀)

Anyways I'm just so proud of how it turned out 🥺🥺

MHA and all its characters belong to Horikoshi Kohei

Art belongs to me :>

Not very important update because none of the rules have changed! I would no longer be classified as a minor. HOWEVER, my rule of not sending me NSFW/inappropriate messages STILL STANDS. I won't hesitate to block anyone who does >:/

Important notice! >:/

Well there are a couple of things I'd like to talk about :0

Firstly, if anyone wants to ask me something please don't send anything inappropriate as I am a minor :')

Not a lot of people would probably ask me stuff (this is a pretty small blog!) but if they do I'd appreciate it if you were considerate about this! The only ask I did receive (which was pretty recent) contained explicit material so I wanted to make this clear.

Secondly, this is kinda obvious but if anyone, by any chance, wants to use my art please please p l e a s e ask me and then credit me properly :') (Read: DO N O T REPOST MY ART WITHOUT CREDIT PLEASE)

Reblogs are much appreciated :D

That's all for now :0

If I think anything else is important to mention I'll keep updating this :D

woah what was that? two posts in a day?? and both are togachako no less?!!?

Originally, I was gonna post only the angsty one today, but I drew this before that one. I just wanted things to be balanced U-U

ANYWHO, this was a sorta request/idea from my friend :D These two have a happy ending trust U-U (Maybe I'll write a fanfic with this premise one day? 👀👀)

I was listening to Chappell Roan's Casual, and Gigi Perez' Sailor song when I drew this :) (It was just a surprising coincidence, but I thought they fit the vibe I was going for anyway!)

MHA and its characters belong to Horikoshi Kohei

Art belongs to me :>

Who's up for Newsletter redraws 😔😔

Deltarune and all its characters belong to Toby Fox

Art belongs to me :)