almost mob
insta; @windsaor
I made a lmk oc (or shadowpeach fankid) whatever, Im not good with names
She have no powers, no happy parents nothing but... She likes to play video games
Hello,,
My name is Ashraf Alanqar, and I am 30 years old. My wife, Widad Issa, and I have a one-and-a-half-year-old son named Bakr. We used to live peacefully in the Al-Shuja’iya neighborhood, in a house we built just a week before the war began. I worked as a farmer and owned a large chicken farm that provided for my family.
Beloved of my heart (Bakr)
Then the war came and destroyed everything. Our home was reduced to ashes, and our chicken farm was obliterated. We lost our home, our livelihood, and even our basic rights. We've been forced to move from place to place in northern Gaza, simply trying to survive.
My House before...
Me.. while trying to recognize what has happened..
The terror we feel as we flee from heavy bombardment is unbearable. The sound of explosions around us, the constant fear as we navigate through the rubble of destroyed homes searching for safety and food, haunts us every day. My son Bakr is constantly scared and suffers from severe malnutrition and skin diseases due to the lack of food, water, and sanitation.
Our beautiful memories.. :(
We urgently need your help. I am asking for your support to fund this campaign to move my family to a safe place, provide us with a proper home, and ensure we have enough food, water, and medical care.
Baker used to play with his dog.
Your donation, no matter how small, can make a significant difference in our lives. We desperately need your support and solidarity during this difficult time. Together, we can restore hope and safety to Ashraf and his family.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for considering my plea. Your support means more than words can express. Together, we can turn a story of loss into a journey of hope and resilience.
With deepest gratitude,
Ashraf & the Family
This is the exactly felling of when your parents invite people u don't know for YOUR party
Sorry the birthday arc is taking so long to update, I've been fighting me demons lately...
Unfortunately do expect at least one more random, unexpected, something only one person asked for to happen next update. And then... And THEN!!!
MASTERPOST
PREV. NEXT
Oh I wish I was not in this creative block there is so many nice things happen right now, I wanna draw all of them
Oh no, I could write a lot about this scene... Damn I look like that rn
" shhh... U know that literature shit call naturalism, the characters are mostly describe like savage animals and...and.
It can be called by realism too cause the reality stop to be aesthetic, like in romanticism, and start to be more critical about world's problems ..."
Bro stfu
Its time to project my bad feelings in to this two freaks 🫂
Btw it's more fanart fro amascomet fanfic (macaque it's strange as fuck, I love him. I will be patiently waiting for the chapter that they talk about what happened here)
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My children, my beautiful home... On days like these, we were waiting for the start of a new school year... We were preparing school clothes and stationery, full of seriousness and energy.... But now, we are under the blazing sun without shelter, schools, or any of the features of life... My children were deprived of their most basic rights... sleeping safely, studying, playing, and eating. Replace that with standing behind lines to receive water and food, and searching for a safe place from bombing, heat, and insects. Help my children from slow death. Help us get out , Help us from slow death Do not hesitate to help us get out of this horrific genocide ! and death ,
My children are just looking for safety and a decent life without fear or terror Don't forget us.....You have all my love and respect from me
My children prepare themselves to go to school, before this genocide !!
My children are now immersed in filth, standing in line for the toilet to relieve themselves in a very terrible place that does not have a shred of cleanliness.
We need your help to get out of this disaster. Do not hesitate, the little you have means a lot to us.
Today we are suffering from famine in the southern Gaza Strip after the price of a bag of flour has become $300, which is a very high price that we cannot afford. We have been without any financial income since the beginning of the war. Help me feed my children and my family. Help me convey my voice to every free person. The hardest word you can hear. Of your children I'm hungry
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Idk what to say, draw people sleeping make me wanna explode
I just gave her a name, 敏幽靜 (Min Youjing)
I made a lmk oc (or shadowpeach fankid) whatever, Im not good with names
She have no powers, no happy parents nothing but... She likes to play video games