🚫Beware Of PayPal Links🚫 Scammers Steal All The Information And Images And Create A PayPal Link.

“Ahh… I’m scared… I don't wanna play this stupid game anymore…”

original size ⤵

These oumota mitsukou interactions is making me think abt oumota mitsukou au im gonna start going insane.

Im gonna do a whole rantbc…Oumota as mitsukou has been on my mind for AGES bc they do kinda remind me of eachother but they also dont at the same time..idk like mitsuba is a lot more gullible and even tho its not a lot hes more open about his feelings unlike kokichi whod rather get hit by a truck than reveal his actual feelings. And kou is more selfless than kaito in my opinion like ofcourse kaito was selfless too but i feel like his selflessness had selfish intentions behind it like he wanted to be seen as the hero probably to prove his inferiority complex wrong or smt? Idk I never really gave kaitos character much of a thought if im being honest bc i didnt really like him until a few months ago😓😓 but that was also bc i didnt like characters who tried so hard to look like a hero and shi but unlike kaito kou never gave me that impression bc i never felt like kou actually cared how people saw him he just never cared what happened to him as long as the people he loves are okay which is an actual hero mindset imo but i might be wrong too these are just my opinions and im no character analyizer (idk how to spell that) or whatever they say

KILL GOODSMILE COMPANY

how come they don’t have a takemichi nendo huh 😐

[Post Canon SDR2]

TL;DR Class 77 stays on Jabberwock after SDR2. Outside the lab, the island has been neglected and there is no modern amenities.

After the survivors rot for a few months (lots of trauma processing), and the arrival of Peko's baby, Makoto sends Future Foundation members to help them out.

These are my OCs, do not steal. Because DRV3 does not take place in the same universe as the first two games, there's no way these are the DRV3 cast repurposed.

:3

I am Alaa… Can you hear me?

I am a woman from Palestine Gaza 🇵🇸.

I once had a modest but loving home with my husband, Mohammad, and our four children: Mahmoud, Somaya, Mostafa, and little Sila.

Our house was small, but it held our world — filled with warmth, laughter, and dreams.

Mohammad worked as a tailor, using his hands to stitch dignity into our days, providing just enough for us to live in peace.

But in a single, brutal moment… everything disappeared.

An airstrike hit our neighborhood.

Our home collapsed under the force of the explosion.😭💔

We escaped with nothing — not clothes, not memories, not even the toys my children cherished.

Mohammad’s tailor shop was demolished by Israeli bulldozers, leaving him without work, without tools, without hope.

Now, we live in a torn, fragile tent.

It doesn’t shield us from the cold.

It doesn’t protect my children from hunger or fear.

Rain seeps in. The nights are long and cruel. My children cry themselves to sleep.

I am a mother who cannot provide warmth, food, or safety.

I watch them suffer — I hear their tiny whispers asking when we’ll go home again… and I have no answers.

I am Alaa😓.

I don’t ask for much.

Just a chance to live with dignity again.

Just a moment of mercy.

If you hear me… if you feel my pain…

🌸Please help us🌸🙏.

Even the smallest act of kindness can bring light into our darkness.

Donation link

gofundme.com

Donate to Help Alaa in their time of need, organized by Kate Didier

The Story of Alaa and Her Children: Alaa, a mother of four, and her husband, a tai… Kate Didier needs your support for Help Alaa in

From a mother with nothing left but a trembling voice… thank you❤️🫂.

Caged Wings Had this idea in my head for a while now. Finally gave it a go. Though my original idea was of a caged tiger, it somehow became birds as I sketched. Maybe I'll make another version with a tiger in the future~ Here's a quick timelapse. The full hours long 6 recording sessions for this painting, plus HD image and PSD file will be DMed on Patreon.com/Yuumei on April 5th.

Hi.

🙏🥹 Stop, please 🥹🙏

Don't ignore me, listen to our sad story 💔🥹🍉

I am Ahmed from Gaza,

Married and a father of a two-year-old girl named Ghada,

I don’t know how to describe to you the feeling of war, pain, suffering and destruction that we are living here.

Just imagine that I lost my home and my job and lived through the destruction.

We have been at war for a whole year or more.

I live in a small tent, in the cold and winter.

We have been subjected to the harshest types of oppression.

Here we can no longer bear life.

They target us all the time.

I have been forced to evacuate and move more than once since the beginning of the war until now.

Every time is the hardest, but the next time comes and we are still suffering.

My daughter needs health care, but I am alone and in these circumstances I cannot really give her the most basic rights.

She needs healthy food, but even that has become difficult to obtain due to exploitation and lack of the most basic resources.

We are now in a severe famine and we cannot find any kind of food.

Here in the tent we were drowned by the heavy rains

It is very difficult to escape death to the point that they closed the crossing in front of us and now we cannot travel and we are still here in Gaza, the destruction.

But I created this campaign so that I, my daughter, my wife and my family can leave here when the crossing opens.

But even leaving is not easy.

Because we need coordination from Egypt and we have to pay $ 5,000 per person. We are 3 people here.

I need to save my life and the life of my family from death and you are the only way that can help me achieve this.

Your cooperation with me and your presence will save our lives from death.

I know that you are capable of it and I trust you and I will be grateful to every person who will help me

I hope you see my account and see what we are suffering from, a new displacement and new tents. We are now sleeping in the street, me and my little child. He is suffering a lot. I don't know what awaits us. Our situation is very bad and difficult. It is truly tragic. I hope you help us with your donations, even if they are small. Don't forget us. We are in a difficult situation and my little child cannot bear it. I wish I had given him a better life than this, but he is not well now. He cannot enjoy his life or play like other children. He has become very afraid and cries a lot. I hope you help us and give us hope again. We need you and your constant support. I hope you look at us again and feel what we feel and what we live. Perhaps your donations will be the reason for saving my life and the life of my little child. I hope you always remember us and do not forget us.

Asking for help is not

easy .l request a small donation of $ 10 or $25 from each person .$20 will save my family and help me cover travel expensesx

Donate even $5, even if it is small, it does a lot for us, helps us stay alive and gives us hope to continue our lives and that we can build a new life with these donations

gofundme.com

Donate to Urgent Help Needed to Evacuate My Family from Gaza, organized by Ahmed Ramadan

I am Ahmed and this is my story in Gaza, I am married and the fat… Ahmed Ramadan needs your support for Urgent Help Needed to Evacuate M

Donate to me and my little boy, he needs your support and your donation 🙏❤️ 🙏🍉

Five-foot-one boys be winning.