Latest Posts by threekisser - Page 2
aughhevhehehh all i draw is three
tw: scary
looks can be decieving
i hate him
Observe my sleeping pup😊
So peaceful and content with life
Now observe my grown ass cat named Gus
screams
Daily Three-posting until TPOT 18
Day: 9 (lyrics from MONSTER - asteria)
can i have two and three kissing as my pfp
Daily Three-posting until TPOT 18
Day: 6
urghhh
inspired from one of the dreams i had after tpot 16(?) came out
ok why do i keep seeing 3 x 14 everywhere
idk, what should I do? I don't want that stink aura near me. In fact, tell them to take a shower. They REEK.
three in tpot 18
real tpot 17 leak
save me 314
my sibling wants you to draw four with a lollipop and propellor hat 😭
someone hit him with a bat
I wait for your daily drawings like a prisoner waiting for their one meal of the day
ok three tpot
im terrified of going into peoples asks and requesting art I FEEL LIKE ILL COME OFF AS RUDE UEEEUEEEEEUEEEEE
four 😭😭😭😭😭 he looks so goofy help me
(posting this one early bc I wanted to work on something else tomorrow)
Daily Three-posting until TPOT 18
Day: 8 (what the hell is his problem bro)
fanny tpot 💞
🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸
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.
With love and endless gratitude
A Future Beyond War Starts With You 💙
My name is Naser. War took everything from me—
my mother, my sister, my home, and the life I once knew.
In a single moment, my world was shattered,
leaving behind only memories and the weight of loss.
But even in the darkest moments,
I refuse to give up. ✊
Because I still have something worth fighting for—
my three younger brothers.
🔹 One dreams of becoming a doctor 🩺—to heal others so they don’t have to suffer like we did.
🔹 Another wants to be an engineer 🏗️—to rebuild what war has destroyed.
🔹 And the youngest? He just wants to be a kid again 🧸—
to wake up in a safe home 🏠,
to laugh, to play, to feel peace.
🏡 We need a home. We need education. We need hope.
Right now, we are not just fighting for survival—
we are fighting for the chance to live, to grow, to dream again.
We are fighting for a future where my brothers
can become the doctor, the engineer,
and the child who gets to have a childhood.
💙 This is where you come in.
I’m not asking for much—just a chance.
A chance to rebuild.
A chance to give my brothers a future beyond war.
Your support—whether through a donation or simply sharing our story—can make all the difference.
Even the smallest act of kindness can create ripples of change. ✨
🙏 Will you help us rebuild?
Together, we can prove that war doesn’t get the final word—
hope does.
Thank you for standing with us. 💙✨
testing out a new brush 😛
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Daily Three-posting until TPOT 18
Day: 6
how we feelin about 63
this is so peak
Daily Three-posting until TPOT 18
Day: 3
equation playground 4/20
kms my sibling just figured out the name i wanna go by
theres a hatsune miku movie and no ones talking about it
Three TPOT Theory
so like. after watching tpot 17, i thought maybe Four is keeping Three in his realm is to protect them from One??
Six mentions she's the last algebralien left. she says One was meant to be gone (trapped in the moon??)(im assuming she wreak havoc with the other algebraliens.. wanting their power??) . and maybe MAYBE Four was the one who trapped her in the moon?? and is protecting Three. for some Reason. idk i didn't think i'd get this far .bye
so pretty
painted over a thing from september that’s over here woawoaw
