Axel- avid Pokémon lover

My OC Dri's current design, since then she's become a trans woman and also she properly shares the skin color of her host, which I SHOULD HAVE DONE TO BEGIN WITH-

Mawile regional concept art I made for a contest for a smaller fangame I've played. It didn't win but i'm really proud of the design, I may make use of it or contribute it some other time.

@kiroonsmoon's PokeSona which I drew in September/October of last year

undertale styled rejuv fights!

Bonus:

My name is Amira, I am 23 years old, and this is my story, filled with challenges and pain💔.

Four years ago, I lost my father and became responsible for my family. I took on the responsibility of caring for my sick mother and siblings, working hard as a university assistant and a programmer in a company. I was building my future step by step, enduring all the hardships 💙.

But the war turned my life upside down. I lost my home, my job, my university, and everything I worked for. We were displaced seven times in search of safety, and each time we hoped to find a better place. We are currently in Al-Zawayda, living in a school for displaced people, and we face harsh conditions every day😥.

This is a glimpse of our daily suffering, as we lack the most basic necessities of life. Every day, we face challenges that turn survival into a constant struggle in unforgiving conditions😓.

The accumulated waste around our area poses a serious health hazard, polluting the air and spreading diseases that have affected us all. Both our children and the elderly suffer from illnesses due to this ongoing pollution, in a situation that threatens our lives and health every day💔.

My heart longs for family gatherings, and I feel nostalgic for the moments we used to spend together. Now, we are separated between the north and the south, and we haven't seen each other for ten months😥.

I miss every corner of my room, which was my safe haven. Those corners hold my memories and reflect my peace, and I yearn to return to them🧡.

I also miss my working life, which, despite being exhausting, gave my life meaning and purpose. I miss the days of work and the effort I used to put in 💚.

And I long for the feeling of success and pride that filled me after achieving my goals in my studies and work. These memories of my accomplishments remind me of the joy of success💜.

I live every day amidst challenges, trying to stay strong despite all the difficulties. I try to be the support for my family, providing them with basic needs despite the scarcity of resources. And despite everything, I still believe that tomorrow will be better🤲🏽.

I need your help. You can support us by donating and sharing the campaign link. Your support could save an entire family from death and give us hope in these difficult times. Thank you for your support and care🙏💜.

Vetted by several bloggers 💙 👉

@nabulsi link here

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@commissions4aid-international link here

Plan B has a shelf life of 4 years

Plan B has a shelf life of 4 years

Plan B has a shelf life of 4 years

Plan B has a shelf life of 4 years

Plan B has a shelf life of 4 years

Plan B has a shelf life of 4 years

Plan B has a shelf life of 4 years

Plan B has a shelf life of 4 years

A perception gained through hearing is merely a poor reflection of the actual, be it about events concerning Gaza, Ramallah, Paris or USA.

It can't ever be enough even if you diligently follow the news. Or if you read every single article or watch every video that maybe available online. For there are things present in the air of Gaza- rotten and burnt smell, metallic smoke that sticks to the mouth and coats the nostrils, poison that is inhaled with every breathe and chemicals taken into the lungs- that no video can capture.

So of course there is a difference! It is a difference between reading the phrase, “I waited seven hours for a bottle of water,” and actually being parched and having to wait hours for some semi-polluted water. There is a difference between reading about Gazan children losing their childhoods, and actually having to see your son despairingly cry out “BREAD!” There is a difference between hearing about a torn tent, and actually having to live in it, that too if you were lucky to afford one.

There is always a difference between reading/hearing it and LIVING it. For all this, I want to say that the one who is only hearing about it does not have the right to draw up conclusions about the needs of the person living the nightmare. They have no right to either question his relentless pursuit for his cause, nor expect that he can be steadfast and not feel exhaustion. There is a difference between what we know and what others have the privilege of not knowing: there is a difference, there is a DIFFERENCE. The meaning is simple, there is always a difference.

In the last 2 days, we have seen some disturbing comments being made about the genocide going on in Gaza. I don't actually have anything to say regarding such banal behavior but I do request you to read what Gazans have to say. Ultimately Palestine will be free, with or without us, but I hope that when we chanted "Free Palestine", there was some truth to it.

( $10 CAD= $7.19 USD)

Please help me reach my goal of $96.5k CAD, for I need to provide all of my family with warm clothes for winter. I also need to buy groceries for my large family. Please help me in this journey of survival. My family depends upon your support and your donation. Please do not turn away from me in my hour of need.

( important !! $13 CAD= $9.34 USD)

Day 20 of Melodious Takodachis! (FINALE)

Still couldn't figure out the lilac color. But I guess the photo made it look more like the real deal anyway. Peak amateur experience.

Anyway, thank you so much for looking over what's essentially my starting point in art. I wanted to do something more ambitious for the last piece, and... This means I won't do these daily things anymore. At least, not now. It's about time I moved on to more practice, so I can give out actually decent drawings.

Thank you so much for sticking with me!

Individual zoomed out images to follow:

ever since i read that brook and sanji get up at 5 am, there's been two possibilities in my mind:

1. Brook gets up naturally at that hour and then Sanji starts to do it too because he's not gonna leave one of his crewmates without breakfast longer than necessary