It's getting colder out here and I just know that these two are the best uncles
I'm so excited I can't even make a proper drawing. Please eternal sugar come home!!
So. All this to tell the idea "shimmer is used as a medicine that helps patients in critical condition to survive their surgeries". It's very regulated and Silco's ass is in the line if anyone abuses shimmer.
I also wanted to tie some scenes/lines etc from season 1 to the Alternative Universe. And make Silco a bit more, well, Silco but with the AU vibe. I am also not letting Singed go, he is gonna be helping Silco and getting something in return. Maybe the kids are gonna try to build Orianna her body. Also, whatever the universe, Singed will burn his face. No timeline will save him. He is just like that.
Vander almost lost half his family in one day.
This is like a regular fanfic. Just with pictures. Nothing deeper than that.
Happy one week of zaundads insanity!
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Hello, my name is Jaber Mohammad Al-Dahdouh. Iβm 13 years old, and Iβm sharing my story of how war has taken everything from my family and me ππ.
I grew up in northern Gaza, where we lived a life of comfort and love ππ , all thanks to my mother, Maysaa β€οΈ, who has a heart condition π, and my father, who worked hard to provide a bright future for us ππ¨βπ©βπ§βπ¦. My siblingsβShabaan, Hanan, Ahmed, and my youngest sister Ameera, our little darling π§πβwere my closest friends, and we shared dreams π, laughter π, and plans for a life full of hope π β¨.
I was a student π at the Rosary Sisters School, part of the Union of Churches. My school meant so much to me; it was more than a building π«. It was my second home π‘, a place where I felt safe and happy ππ, surrounded by friends and childhood laughter π¦π§π«.
But in a single moment, our lives were turned upside down ππ’. The war destroyed our home π π₯ and my beloved school π«π, and we were forced to flee south under heavy bombing π£π₯π¨. We took refuge in the Nuseirat area, hoping to find safety π€². Yet even there, we were not spared; fighter jets bombed βοΈπ₯ the very place where we had sought shelter. I witnessed family members being taken from us in that attack ποΈπ.
I share my story today as a child who has lost almost everything: my home π π, my school π«πͺοΈ, family members π¨βπ©βπ§βπ¦ποΈ, and even my dreams π . I am reaching out not only to share the pain π but to search for a glimmer of hope π to help rebuild our lives.
I humbly ask for your support π€²π to help me and my family through this tragedy ποΈ. My mother, Maysaa, is unwell with a heart condition π, and my remaining siblings and I need your support to rebuild from the devastation ππ. Your donations could be the only chance to restore a part of our hope π―οΈπ and enable me to build a new future from the rubble π‘β¨.
Thank you for your kindness and support β€οΈππ·.
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why donβt they make posters like this anymore
I AM, WHO I AM.
art tag: #mosaikart (16 - she/her- shy but loves to have fun )πππ©ππ(CRK, Sonic and OC's)Sorry if I love-bomb your blog it's just very beatiful
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