I Found This Guy As I Was Looking Around My Entertainmart

double post but I got bored so I tried redrawing this ss also I gave up on Bill since I can't draw hands and my ref image got put through the bit cruncher for some reason, also I've realized just how long their faces are

I also used the Josh brush because he's become my brain worm

(Reposting separately so the tags pick it up!)

Can’t believe Starscream transformers was in Spykids 2!

💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You

Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,

When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.

From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.

💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength

As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.

But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.

“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.

“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.

🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now

Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.

But things have only gotten harder.

The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.

We’re trapped.

🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨‍👩‍👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.

And yet…

Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.

Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.

💖 What You Can Do

If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.

Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.

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Donate to Help Mosab saving who's left of his family

My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my

✨ Why It All Matters

This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.

Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.

🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology

There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.

When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.

If that happened, I am truly sorry.

Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.

I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.

If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.

Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.

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With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️

🏚️ From Rubble to Renewal — Help Mohamed Rebuild a Home Full of Hope 🌿

In the blink of an eye, the life we knew disappeared.

My name is Mohamed, and I’m writing this with a heart full of sorrow—but also a quiet flame of hope. Our family home, a place that held generations of memories, was reduced to rubble in an instant. The rooms that once echoed with laughter, the walls that witnessed our stories, and the garden where we dreamed of better days—all of it is gone.

And yet, we are still here.

Still standing. Still believing. Still dreaming.

Before the war, our home wasn’t just a structure—it was everything. It was the heartbeat of our family. We shared countless dinners around a modest table, whispered goodnight to one another across quiet rooms, and celebrated the small joys that made life meaningful. It was a place of love, of safety, of tradition.

Losing it has left a deep wound in our lives. But what we haven’t lost is our will to rebuild.

We are determined not to let destruction be the end of our story. We want to rebuild our home not just with bricks and wood, but with faith, with dignity, and with your support.

I know there are countless stories in the world that deserve to be heard, and I humbly ask that you take a moment to hear ours. We are turning to this community, to the kindness of strangers, because we believe in the power of people coming together to lift one another out of despair.

Your support—whether it’s a donation, a share, or even just a moment of your time—can help lay the first stone of our new beginning.

💛 Every dollar brings us one step closer to safety. 🧱 Every share gives our story a voice. 🌱 Every gesture, no matter how small, is a reminder that compassion can grow even in the harshest soil.

We are not asking for charity. We are asking for a chance. A chance to rebuild our lives, to give our children a roof under which they can dream again, and to find peace after so much pain.

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Donate to A Plea for Hope: Rebuilding Our Home, Rebuilding Our Lives, organized by Mohammed Altelbani

In the blink of an eye, everything we knew and loved w… Mohammed Altelbani needs your support for A Plea for Hope: Rebuilding Our Ho

Please, if you feel moved by our story, consider helping us build something new from what’s been lost. Your kindness will be felt not just in concrete and wood—but in every smile, every warm night, and every future moment of joy that your support helps make possible.

From the deepest part of my heart—thank you. For your time, your love, and your belief in us. We will never forget it.

With all my gratitude, – Mohamed

During the displacement process from one place to another, my husband was shot by the Zionist vehicles, which led to the deterioration of his health and his transfer to the hospital for treatment. My husband needs a lot of medicine and proper food and needs to undergo an operation quickly for fear of his health deteriorating. The cost of the operation is estimated at $350. Please help me to save my husband so that my family is complete. He is my support now after I lost my family in the war.

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Donate to Shelter and Hope for Aya's Family, organized by Halina Kraft

Help Aya’s Family in Gaza Hello. I am Halina, a friend of Aya in the United Sta… Halina Kraft needs your support for Shelter and Hop

My name is Mohamad, I’m 37 years old, and I’m originally from Gaza. I left home in 2015 seeking safety and a better life. Since then, I’ve worked hard to build something stable here in Belgium—but recent events have left me overwhelmed, heartbroken, and in urgent need of help.

In late 2023, during the ongoing war in Gaza, I lost my mother. Around the same time, we also lost our family home—just like so many other Palestinian families. My sister and her five young children were left with nothing, stuck in a war zone, terrified and vulnerable. Their father is missing, and they had no one else but me.

In January 2024, just before the Rafah border was fully closed, I managed to get them out and into temporary safety in Egypt. It was a race against time, and I used everything I had—and more—to make it happen. They now live in a small apartment in Cairo. I am the only person supporting them.

I’ve been covering their food, rent, school expenses, clothing, medical needs—everything. The children are still young, and I consider them my own. They are the last close family I have left, and I cannot turn away from them.

Recently, I underwent knee surgery, which left me unable to work. At the same time, my debts have grown from trying to keep everyone afloat. I’ve never asked for help like this before, but right now I don’t see another option.

My dream is to bring my sister and her five children here to Belgium, where they can finally have safety, education, and the future they deserve. But the process is costly, and I simply cannot manage it alone anymore.

For safety reasons, I am not sharing my full name publicly. But I hope my words reflect the truth and urgency of this situation.

Your support will help me:

- Repay the urgent debts I’ve taken on to get them to safety - Cover their ongoing living and school expenses in Egypt - Afford the legal and relocation costs of reuniting them with me in Belgium

I know many are struggling, and I don’t ask this lightly. But any support—whether it’s a donation, a share, or a kind word—means the world to me and the children I’m fighting for.

Thank you for reading my story, and for standing with us in this time of need.

Donation Link

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Five Children, One Uncle

My name is Mohamad, I’m 37 years old, and I’m originally from Gaza. I left home in 2015 seeking safety and a better life. Since then, I’ve w

Parallels that make you ill

I think it time to finally let my MU oc into the public, he's a creture and is on his 5th year at MU since in his junior year he had to go back home for family issues and has to make up the year now. He's bi and spends his free time annoying the sororities by dumping nice smelling perfume on them with sparkles in it.

I was just looking at the pants and though "wat if I made a creture" and that's how Travis was born.

I might post my other ocs since I have two more.

added slight changes to brak and sisto in the dynamite comics cause the shortness of their teeth bugged me

Pope Francis has been a voice of compassion and justice for the people of Gaza. As a humble Palestinian mother, I am deeply moved by his prayers and support—especially when he called for healing for my injured baby, Qais. We are suffering greatly, and I cannot afford the medical care my child needs. I kindly ask Christians around the world: in honor of Pope Francis’s message of mercy, please consider donating to help Qais recover. Your generosity can bring life and hope.

Donate Now Here

Pope Francis’s support for Gaza has been a light in our darkest times:

1. He has consistently spoken out against the violence in Gaza, urging peace and protection for civilians.

2. He has shown deep compassion for Palestinian women, recognizing our pain, dignity, and strength under siege.

3. He has reminded the world that children, like Qais, are innocent victims who deserve care and protection.

Inspired by Pope Francis’s love for peace and justice, I humbly ask again: please help me save my son. I am willing to do anything—even clean shoes in the street—just to keep Qais alive. Your donation is not just charity—it is a living act of faith and mercy.

If you would like to donate to Qais's treatment, Donate Here

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Donate to Help a Mother and His Children Survive Gaza's War, organized by Mo'nes Naji

A Mother’s Plea for Her Children in Gaza My name is Esraa Al-Kafarna… Mo'nes Naji needs your support for Help a Mother and His Children

Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment😭😭💔.

Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸