I hope you are all well, I am Hanan from Gaza, I am in dire need of donations please, we live in tents, the rain water is leaking and it is very cold, my house was bombed and we narrowly escaped death and my children were hit by shrapnel, I am a mother of two children, Dana, 3 years old and Adam, 2 months old, Adam was born during the war, I went out from the hospital to the tent, we cannot buy food because of the high prices, there are no winter clothes for my children, the situation is very difficult, I am in dire need of saving my children's lives from death, I want you to support my campaign for me to protect my children from the dangers of the war we are living between death, destruction and the smell of blood, please help me for my children, I hope with your humanity, kindness and doing good for my children, they die every day, I cannot see my children suffering greatly, suffering and displacement, we have been displaced several times, our tent was destroyed due to displacement, I cannot provide the minimum needs for my children. Please do not let me down. I need your support and donations so that I can collect and secure travel expenses and survive from death. Please help me, I will be very grateful🇵🇸🙏🥹.
https://gofund.me/0ddcba1c
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Hello everyone, I am Ahlam, 21 years old. My life before the war was simple, filled with ordinary dreams like any young woman my age. I envisioned a future full of the ability to help others. I lived with my family in a warm house full of love and security, thinking about how I could achieve my dreams and become an impactful person in society.
But suddenly, everything changed. The war swept through our city like a relentless storm. In a single night, my home became just a memory, and the city I once knew crumbled before my eyes. The sound of planes and shells became the only thing people could hear. We tried to find shelter, a safe place to hide our dreams and lives, but the war followed us wherever we went.
We were forced to leave everything behind—the house, the memories, and even the university. We became displaced, homeless, with no destination, just trying to survive. I walked with my family through unfamiliar roads, searching for a place to take us in, trying to escape danger, running from one explosion to the next, from one ruin to another.
The war didn't just destroy our city and homes, it destroyed our dreams. My dream of completing my studies became far out of reach, and every day, I feel hope slipping further away. But despite all this, something inside me refuses to give up. There is a desire to escape this reality and build a new life, a life worth living. I dream of continuing my education, I dream of standing on my own feet again and achieving the goal I was once striving for: to help others who have lived through the pain of war like me.
I ask for your help, humbly. I can't get out of these circumstances on my own. The donations you gather will help me travel to a safe place where I can continue my studies and start a new life away from war and fear. The amount I'm asking for is the key to a new life, to the dream of becoming strong again and one day helping my family and community.
Help me rebuild my life and become the person I dreamed of being. Every donation, no matter how small, is a step towards safety, a step towards a better future.
Thank you for reading my words. Many thanks and respect to you
“So the uh, pastries are apparently nice,” Ruri said with forced calm in her voice before sighing. “Oh to hell with it, let’s just get it over with and talk to them. I’ll handle your moron brother, you handle mine.”
here's my piece for the @ygorarepairs mini bang!! i had so much fun with this, and i'm so glad i can finally post it!! the paired fic that goes with it is by EmeraldHypothesis on AO3 (linked here!!), be sure to give it a read, it was so fun to work with him on this project and they're super talented! 💞
yusaku and aoi
Just wanted to say that this is so adorable, and I love how you drew them both! You did an amazing job with the drawing!!! 😄😆😆
Mimi
I’m always impressed just how different Zarc really is from all the other antagonists, especially for being an amazing call back villain
Zorc was driven by humanity’s natural evil, and wanted to destroy humanity because humanity is inherently self destructive. Zorc merely craved destruction and wanted to achieve these methods by allowing the Millennium Items to be created and spread their magic.
Darkness/Nightshroud was driven by the desire to end emotions, and nullify all drive, personality, and will so that no one will ever suffer, and have everyone enter his world of darkness. Darkness/Nightshroud wanted to eliminate all Spirit Seers so that they could drag people into their world at their leisure.
Z-One was driven by justice, wanting to make what was a relatively small sacrifice in order to save the future from being completely destroyed. His intentions were ultimately non villainous, but his methods could be considered villainous. Z-One wanted to help create a better future, and was willing to be a villain in order to achieve that end.
Don Thousand was driven by revenge, waging a war because he was abandoned by his original home world along with the power he believed was ultimately better, and eventually using it to corrupt others. Don Thousand was trying to take revenge because he felt that he was ultimately wronged.
Now where does Zarc fit into this?
Zarc was driven by fear.
He was a slave to an uncaring audience until he went insane from loneliness and pressure, making him destroy the dimensions and reincarnating. His full reincarnation has cards of his own design, made to be completely unbeatable because he never wants to lose to anyone.
Zarc never wanted to be used again, to be afraid again. Even with all the power he held, he was always afraid. And he wanted to make sure he never felt that way again.
My name is Jaber Al-Haj. I am from Gaza, married to my wife, Menna, and we have a little son named Hashim, who is less than two years old. Like any Palestinian family, we dreamed of a simple and stable life. But the recent war turned our lives upside down. The sounds of explosions never left us, and fear has become part of our daily existence. My son Hashim suffers from health problems that urgently require treatment, but the war has destroyed everything, including the healthcare system, making access to necessary medical care nearly impossible. With each passing day, our suffering deepens, and the fear for Hashim’s health and future consumes me.
Alongside my small family, I used to work with my brothers, Aboud and Bilal, on our joint project—a small lab for producing essential household cleaning products. We started this project with modest resources, dreaming that it would become a source of income to support us and provide job opportunities for our community. But the war left us with nothing. Our lab, which was once filled with life and hard work, was reduced to rubble under the bombardment. We lost our equipment, our livelihood, and with it, a part of our dreams for the future.
Even our home, our only refuge, did not escape the destruction. It was severely damaged and is now uninhabitable. We were forced to flee and live in a tent under harsh conditions unfit for human life. The cold, the heat, the lack of resources, and the absence of privacy have made life nearly unbearable. We try to cope, but every day brings new challenges and suffering.
Today, what worries me the most is my son Hashim's condition. His health is deteriorating, and he desperately needs treatment abroad. However, under the circumstances we’re living in, I lack the means to secure his travel and medical expenses. As a father, there is nothing more heartbreaking than watching my child suffer while being unable to help him.
This campaign is a lifeline for my family in our darkest hour. With your generosity, we can bring hope back into our lives and secure a better future for my son, Hashim. Every contribution, no matter how small, makes a world of difference.
Please support us through the link below:
Thank you for standing with us and helping us through this difficult time. Your kindness means more than words can express.
With heartfelt gratitude, Jaber AlHaj
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im like trying so hard to get the specific frame for each sprite reference in duel links
totally normal to point a specific frame
BRACELET GIRLS MATCHING PFP
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Originally the Yuzu Hiragi parody from Twitter. Also known as PebbleNoodles/PebbleDragon in other social medias, I like to draw and write fan-fiction.
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