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Have a bunch of random doodles I never posted!

Lore accurate and no one can convince me otherwise

🚨 We Need Your Kindness to Survive 🚨

Hello, My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.

The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.

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We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.

Our Current Situation:

💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and water are becoming harder to afford with rising prices and scarce resources. 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.

How You Can Help:

I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.

Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.

What This Means to Us:

Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.

Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.

With all our gratitude, Mosab Elderawi and Family ❤️

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@gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #309 )✅️

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URGENT HELP🚨🚨🚨🍉🇵🇸

Hello,

How do you do ? I hop to be in a good condition.

This is my special campaign

We hope to help us by donating or sharing to others.

Every donation makes a different even if it a small.

As you know, the war began on October 7 and lasted ten months. During this period, we were unable to obtain food, drink, or treatment because we did not have money.

There is no source of income for the family at the present time, so we are unable to buy food, clean water, and medicine, especially after we are afflicted with the ongoing infectious diseases spread in the north like Hepatitis C disease.

Our house has been damaged a lot since the beginning of the war. We are from the north of Gaza and we are still in the north and have not displaced to the south. We displaced 10 times from place to another seeking to safety .

We hope for your help and support, even if only a little.🙏🙏

Vetted by Femme intifada on telegram.

Also, vetted by gazavetters on tumbler and my number is #60

My campaign was recently vetted by butterfly effect group on Instagram and my number is #964

This is the link if you would to read our story well 👇👇

https://gofund.me/4e896ac1

Thank you all

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the Blasted Trio playing scrabble. don’t ask me how anya is managing but feel free to hedge your bets on who wins (if anyone)

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(roleswap au)

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Anya plushie by @Youtooz. Available Feb 11th.

you know how it is

I kinda love the fact that you cannot interact with the Pale King in your playthrough.

You cannot get more dialogue from dream nailing him, his spirit is not there when you arrive to the end of the White Palace, and you are able to see a brief moment of his past only in two scarce occasions. Instead, you can only dethrone his withered corpse and complete Kingsoul with the half-fragment he was hiding to finally unite with your siblings and find peace in the Void.

Whatever you make up of him is entirely up to you and the storyline you choose to believe. And yet, somehow listening to the bugs that offered their stories about the kingdom, the pieces of lore tablets placed and hidden by the bugs in their territories, the lingering souls that still wander through the emptiness of Hallownest, and the corpses you can dream nail that would ask for the King, wondering why he left them to rot under the infection, almost cannot compare to the realness of seeing your sibling, the King's hand-crafted and favoured child, tragically chained and sealed away within their imperfect self, failing to fulfill the only duty they were created for: saving the kingdom. You can see them trying to fight, the great Hollow Knight, stabbing themselves to try to stop the infection from making them hostile and attacking you. The imperfect Vessel, ruined by the attachment to a King, a father, that only had one thing in mind: no cost too great.

But after all, the infection won over. And the Pale King has no more say in the story.

He cannot try to redeem himself, he cannot try to explain his course of action, what beliefs did he have that would justify the cost of it all. Instead, we just see his corpse cowardly hidden in an unreachable place and the rotting fruits of his mistakes: a kingdom that demonstrates that every single thing that could have gone wrong actually went wrong. And I am so, so obsessed with it.

curly burns