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I was stuck like a stone down in the nether 'til you came along but your faith in me gave me the power to set me free.
Does Eggman know about the kid yet?
Well NOW he does..
in your mind
Eggman in Sonic boom:
Another illustration for my fic "I did this with you instead of sleeping"
This one was hard, but I really love how it turned out
Fanfic link (hooray self-promotion again)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/64765207/chapters/166421716
mushroom coffee…
Hello, I am a mother of a family of 11 people. I live in a small tent in the southern Gaza Strip. I have contacted you repeatedly. My family is dying of hunger and distress. We lost our home since the war began...and the prices have become insane and we cannot meet or satisfy our children's hunger. Can you afford a donation of $100? If you cannot, contribute as much as you can and share my pinned post so that our children's cries reach as many people as possible...Thank you in advance Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #181 )
https://gofund.me/e0c4fd14
Hello my friend
Yesterday I collected enough money to buy milk and diapers for my infant daughter Habeeba, and we are very happy about that. Thank you very much for your donations and standing by our side, but now my thoughts have shifted to buying the needs of my sons Bashar, Hani, and Diana. As for the utmost importance, we are suffering from a lack of food and our inability to buy it due to the exorbitant prices. Also, in addition to the fact that they have no clothes at all, all their clothes were burned in the bombing of our tent on the first day of the truce. Also, we now do not have cleaning materials, mattresses, blankets, or a flashlight. We sleep every day with the flashlight of our mobile phone. In all honesty, we lack everything, and we do not aspire to provide all of that, but we want to have food for a day or two and a few of the basics that I mentioned previously. We are very simple and we want to remain that way. Thank you for your continuous support. I hope that you will share our story and donate to us if you can.
vetted by @gazavetters , and (#287) on their list of verified campaigns.
Today I took a picture of my daughter Diana and I wanted to share it with you. Diana is very happy. I bought her sweets today thanks to your donations.
A video clip from Al Jazeera News Channel. At the end of the video, I appear explaining how our tent was bombed and how I saved my children from the fire.
Please, my friends, share our story so it reaches everyone and donate to us if you can so that we can live and continue to struggle for survival.
Thank you all.
🚨Urgent humanitarian appeal 🚨
Please don't ignore🙏🙏🇵🇸
The war hasn't stopped. I'm still living in the rubble because I found my home a pile of rubble. Imagine spending your whole life in the rubble, with no protection from the cold of winter or the heat of summer.
I'm Mahmoud from Gaza. 🙏 I'm asking you to help me complete my university studies and feed my family. 😢 We are facing a real famine and prices are very high due to the scarcity of resources and the closure of the crossings. 💔 We are not receiving any aid. I ask you to donate to me to buy flour, which now costs 100 shekels per kilo, which is about 30 dollars, and vegetables, which are unimaginable prices. Help me by sharing my story and donating to my family. 🙏🇵🇸
My dream is to complete my studies (in Gaza or abroad) to build a better future for me and my family. Your support will help us overcome this ordeal and achieve this dream. Thank you.
No one sees the effort that goes into every meal... We are sitting here by the fire, and our hearts are boiling just like it.
Hi, it's me, remembering how to draw
it's love that guides my cleaver with such tenderness
DOODLES 🗣️
I saw a comment that said that they looked like Craig and Tweek, the problem is that I don't know who would take on whose dynamic, so here I leave two versions hehe
so called "free thinking" yaoi enjoyers after watching the minecraft movie
He tried it, but the moustache is in the way (or enhances it...?)
Ooc but I saw it in a vision ⚰️
my last braincell today: venomousse
Cute, cute
sketches from instagram
My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.
But life had other plans.
War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.
There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.
I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.
Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.
This is my life.
This is my daughter’s life.
And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.
Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.
That’s why I keep going.
I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.
How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war
💛 If you can, please support our journey here:
If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.
From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.
I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.
Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.
This is not just a photo it’s our daily reality in Gaza.
I am a father of five, living under the harshest conditions imaginable. My children go to bed hungry most nights, and I feel helpless watching them suffer. There is no food, no clean water, and no safety.
I myself am injured from Israeli airstrikes, and my health is deteriorating. I’m in pain, physically and emotionally. I want to provide for my children, to see them smile again, to give them a warm meal — even just one.
What’s happening here is not a natural disaster. It is forced starvation. It is the slow death of innocent people, especially children, because they are being denied food and aid.
Your donation can change everything for us. Even a small amount can feed my family for a day. It can help me get medicine, water, and the bare essentials to survive.
Please, if you have anything to give, I ask you to open your heart.
Peace be upon you, I never imagined I’d write a plea to the world like this… But today, I have no other choice.
My name is Abdel-Majeed. I’m a father to a baby girl who hasn’t even turned one 👶, and a husband to a patient, broken-hearted wife — she has nothing left but her tears and prayers.
We are now living under a sky raining fire 💥 and on a land with no food and no water 🚫💧. Hunger is eating us alive. The shelling never stops. Even the soup kitchens have closed 🚷 — And the only hope left is in the hearts of the kind and merciful ❤️.
I know the world is tired. I know everyone is struggling. But I am writing to you from deep pain — From the heart of a father with nothing left: No milk 🍼, no bread 🍞, not even a drop of hope.
A bag of flour here costs $600 💸. Can you imagine?
We don’t dream of meat 🥩 or fruit 🍎 — We just want a small piece of bread to silence my baby girl’s cries.
I cry in silence 😢 as I watch her tremble from hunger, while my wife tries to soothe her with the softest voice full of broken tenderness…
But love alone doesn’t feed. And it doesn’t protect us from the bombs 💔.
I’m not asking for the impossible. I just want to keep my family alive. To give my daughter one more day…
Save a life today. Be the hope we no longer have. ✨
When your minion out-edgelords you, you gotta save face somehow :V
aka, I headcanon Stone as far more a misanthrope than Robotnik. Robotnik needs other human beings to exist so he can be admired and revered. Stone only needs Robotnik.
Detoxing is a headache and a half, but not if you have a trusty agent by your side.😌
Here's a little thing I wrote to accompany it!
- both Stone and Rob are fast hair growers so within a month, Rob's roots start to show his natural hair color. He's insecure about it at first, until he sees Stone's hair curly and frizzy as well!
- Stone doesn't make Rob go cold turkey on the coffee detox so he keeps a record of the gradual decrease while finding healthier substitutes. Rob is annoyed that he likes orange juice the most lol - Stone sets a low volume music rule. Less use of headphones, more on speakers.
- Readjusting to a normal sleep schedule makes Rob very cranky and often wants to nap where he works. Stone has to wake and carry him to bed so his back doesn't kill him - After realizing that Stone helps him sleep at least 6 hours, he carries him to bed like a stuffed toy
- It's Stone that gives him all the new sleepwear, all with colors and materials that flawlessly fit his bodily needs without Rob's input. Rob will deny that he's excited to see what they will both sleep in the next night, or when Stone lets him choose for both of them.
- When Stone asks for the gloves to handle the admin work, he was fully ready to replace them with an equal (if not better) set minus the tech. So when Rob gives him one and he starts touching things (including him!) like he's forgotten texture, he shuts up and lets Rob do so.
It was supposed to be just an eepy Ivo and caretaker Stone art but I was reminded of my own detoxing needs and viola 😂
this was my first time drawing them mostly from imagination! I lost all my files because my PC had to be reformatted the day before 😅
stobotnik came in late to my fan art to-do lists but quickly skyrocketed to top priority because of how much i love these idiots and i love the community and of course Lee and aklsjflsdjfksajdfkadf 😭😭😭
i just wanna draw fancomics again, man. it's been so long 😂😭
Sometimes, agents under Dr. Robotnik's employ die from "casualty"
WitHF?