From future teacher to homeless person 💔
I am Israa Alwan, a young woman who once had big dreams and was ready to achieve them. After years of hard work and study, I finally received my degree in Early Childhood Education. It was an indescribable joy, knowing I was about to start my journey as a teacher, to help shape young minds and walk alongside them in their first steps toward knowledge.
But my dream didn’t last. The war came and turned my life upside down. My home, which was once a safe haven, is now rubble, and I am left with only a few belongings and a shattered bag of dreams. Now, I am without a home, a job, or any sense of security. I move from place to place with my family, searching for a shelter to protect our children and the sick from the cold winter and the scorching summer.
My brother Shadi, who has always been my strength and support, now bears the heavy responsibility of caring for our entire family, doing everything he can to protect us and provide us with the bare essentials, despite the harsh conditions😭😭😭
Human designs of Sonic movie 3, they are just little kids being stupid💕
Going back to home after a long day, sleeping in the back seet , this feeling is one of the best.
Translation⬆️:
"Mom! Mom! Look!! Yeahhhhh"
"he just used all my hair gel..."
"soon you both will give me white hair."
Was inspired by the song, remember childhood
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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.
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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)
Ahhh I need money!
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- ive been taking commissions since 2020 omg
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sa2 maria & silver hair variant
HE GONNA SNIFF UU!!!!!
I made some fanarts of the @amascomet shadowpeach fanfic, cause this words make me cry over night 💕💕
(with and without the dialogue)
"Did Wukong bother to handle his corpse with that much care?
Was he consumed by pain and guilt after he brutalized him?
Did he hold his cold, empty shell for hours—maybe even days?
He would’ve."
(sorry I forgot which Chapter this part is from, but wow)
It's a little hard to try to explain why I like this thing but bro, the conflict of the characters with themselves make me wanna jump from my window (in a good sense).
The same person that hurted you is trying so hard to be good for you again and... And... They fail again and again!!! This is what I want to read!!! Yeahhh
Thank for the amazing fanfic, I still wanna make more fanarts from it
Mf really thought he was saving face.