MOVED!

Hello there everyone! I am Hanna aka “Darkfrost-star”! You may know me from the magical girl fandom where I posted that “magical girl anime that I have seen” post that blew up here on Tumblr years ago, or maybe from my old (and abandoned) deviantart account, or maybe my Instagram and Bluesky where I now use as main hubs for posting art, or maybe even the Hetalia fandom as the self proclaimed “Amepan Queen”.

However you have first come across me, I am glad to know that I can get to meet you again as my new self and creator. Or if this is your first time discovering me, then it’s a pleasure to meet you too! 

Anyways, the reason why I’m making this new blog is to, of course, get a fresh new start on this site. On my old blog, I was quite inept when it came to running a social media site, so it was very much an aimless, disorganized mess. I barely customized it because I never looked up how to, I mostly just reblogged fandom stuff for the heck of it, and I actually hardly posted anything, not even my art, which I didn’t even put a “my art” tag on because I just forgot about that. There was just… no clear plan or objective to it.

This time, I actually WILL put some kind of plan, thought, effort and most importantly OBJECTIVE to it. This blog will be for posting my art, writing my thoughts and opinions about various topics (mainly fandom related things), and also posting about my original passion projects. My main three ones being: 

Yokai Warrior Aki: A Yokai themed magical girl series set in the Sengoku Era of Japan. 

Eva of the Dragon Lands: Set in a fantasy world inhabited by draconic humanoids who must decide which “elemental class” they want to be for the rest of their lives.

Stella’s Potionery: A Cute Witch comedy about a mischievous potion making magical girl who goes to earth to try to sell her potions there, leading to some wacky results.

I will be posting both character art and information about all three of my original series concepts in the future. 

Another thing I am planning to do here at some point is to make a series called “Western Magical Girl Animation History”, where I will cover various Western Cartoons that can be considered part of the Magical Girl Genre. I may also make similar series covering different topics as well on this blog. 

Last but not least, here are some of my current fandoms: 

Magical girls (Especially Sailor Moon and Madoka Magica

Pokemon

Transformers 

Minecraft 

Hetalia 

Other various anime series 

MLP:FIM

Spyro the Dragon 

Etc. 

Welcome to JTV Pokecenter! Please ensure your pokemon are in a carrier, on a leash, or in their pokeballs at all times. Thank you!

Your friendly neighbourhood veterinary clinic is probably the closest thing in real life to a pokemon center, eh? So here are some pics of a few of my patients re-imagined as pokemon. I’ve been meaning to do a mashup like this for a while, but now seems a particularly relevant time.

The war began on 07/10/2023. Let's go back in time a little, just one month before the war.

During this period, my father received his savings, and we got a certain amount of money. My father thought of buying us a new house, instead of our small house that we were living in, and that is what happened. We bought a piece of land and built a beautiful and wonderful house on it, and we bought a lot of furniture and necessary items. We consumed about 80% of our money and we did not regret doing that. On the contrary, we were very happy to get a comfortable and secure house. Then my father thought of establishing a small project.My father established a beautiful small supermarket, that was on 05/10/2023 just two days before the war. And the world started to get more and more beautiful, we got our dream house and got a very beautiful project, and we started to settle down, these days were truly the most beautiful moments of my life.

But in just two days, this devastating war began, then we were displaced from our home and left everything we owned behind us, a day or two, or maybe a week, and the war would end and everything would return to the way it was, but the enemy began with his brutality and began to destroy and burn homes and kill children, women and men, no one could see in front of him,Our home, which we didn't enjoy even for a few months, was destroyed, our beautiful project was burned, not to mention the house was stolen with all its furniture, they deprived us of everything we owned, we lost all of this in a few days, the fatigue of years goes away so suddenly

Then it started to get tighter and tighter on us, missiles, tanks, displacement and starvation policy, imagine that we were eating tree leaves? It was and still is the worst days of my life, there was no place we didn’t go to, it didn’t leave us a chance to stay in our land, we didn’t even sleep at night, imagine, you don’t find anything to eat and you don’t find a place to sleep, you don’t have any money, we became homeless, we don’t know where to go

Then my father decided to go to the south of the Gaza Strip, where he ordered the army to go, as he claimed and claimed that it was a safe area. We went and lived in tents, homeless and hungry, drowned by the rain, burned by the sun. There was nothing to do, no shelter, no food, not to mention displacement and bombing. We were exposed to death at all times. It was hell instead of a safe area. 💔 This period was the worst ever.

I also will never forget the day I was seriously injured. A house that was only about 20 meters away from us was targeted. I was 80% at risk of dying, but I escaped with answers. That situation is still stuck in my mind. I saw death.

After a whole year of killing, displacement and starvation, a truce was reached and we were able to return to our land, which the occupation had forced us to leave. They told us that the war was over. People were extremely happy as if it was a holy holiday. Finally, we would return to our country, and the war was over. It was a temporary joy.

💔 We returned to our country. We did not see a single house in the entire country that was not damaged. The buildings and health facilities were destroyed, and the streets were closed.Is this our country? Are these the places we used to live in? What happened to this country? The scenes were very painful. People started going to their homes, each one to check on his home. There were those who saw their homes destroyed in front of them and started crying, and there were those who did not find any trace of their homes. It was bulldozed. What is this? This was not what we had hoped to return to after a year and a half of displacement.The joy turned into very, very severe sadness. Some lost their families and some lost their homes. We have become truly pitiable.

This is what our house looked like when we first saw it after the war ended.

We never imagined that this would happen. We lost everything and no longer had the money to rebuild it. Despite everything that happened, we built a small tent next to our destroyed house and began to settle down again. 💔 With the hope of reconstruction and starting a new life.

But the occupation began to violate the agreement, closed the crossings, and on a quiet night, the barbaric occupation began to launch very large-scale attacks in all parts of the Gaza Strip, and the war returned again, we left in the middle of the night, on foot, the screams of children, the sound of artillery, this day was worse than the horrors of war over the course of a whole year, what is the next destination, where do we go? There is no place, we remained displaced like this in the streets until morning.

The destroyed houses left us no room to build a tent, you couldn't set foot there because of the crowd, my father saw a man, he had a destroyed house but it was fit to live in, it was dangerous but almost better than a tent, at least it had some walls, my father rented one apartment from him for $500 a month, we rented this apartment hoping that the war would end soon, but it seems that this war will never end, we no longer have the money to pay the monthly rent.We have been working to save some money and collect it to pay the rent, but the crossing is closed and there is no kind of work, no source of income now, not to mention the famine we are living in, the price of a bag of flour is about 400 dollars, there is no kind of food, no money to buy a little of it, we are suffering from hunger, fear and displacement,

Help me guys we really need help badly we have rent costs and need to buy some food we desperately need $900 per month before rent is due please guys you are our only hope thank you so much 🤍

No words can describe the suffering we endure here in Gaza. Life no longer feels like life. Today, with the border crossings closed once again and humanitarian aid halted, our suffering has doubled. Even the most basic necessities have become an unattainable luxury.Like thousands of other families, my family struggles to survive in this nightmare. We live among the rubble, carrying water from long distances because our infrastructure has been destroyed. Prices have skyrocketed, making food and medicine nearly impossible to afford.

Every day is a new battle, and every moment without food, medicine, or hope adds to our pain. We ask for nothing but the right to live, the right to safety, and the right to find someone who will stand with us in this darkness.To everyone who can help, to every heart that beats with compassion my family needs you. Every contribution, no matter how small, could mean the difference between life and death. Please, don’t leave us alone in this suffering.

We all have hearts and minds, but not all of us can use them to think clearly. Gaza needs you and your humanity and your heart to feel some humanity. Don't forget that Eid al-Adha is approaching, but there isn't one while children are dying every day This isOur children live among the rubble No food or clothes for Eid the children of the world are now enjoying themselves and in safety and security. The picture is more eloquent than any words and the pain of Gaza needs no translation.💔🍉

What you can do for Palestine؟

. Donate any amount you can to my campaign. That's the best thing you can do.

. Share this post with your followers With a kind word from you .

. Send me a nice message and offer me your friendship.

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I come from a lifeless neighborhood with no color other than the color of blood and destruction.

I was born in 1991.

I'm a girl from a family of seven boys and six girls, and I'm the youngest.

My mother and I live in a house left to us by my father. I studied at university and graduated with a degree in basic education.

I worked in a private job.

I received a salary that covered my and my mother's expenses as much as possible.

We were happy until the war came.

The war on Gaza began on October 7, 2023.

Here, hell began for us in Gaza. I lost my job and became unemployed. My mother owns nothing, and I own nothing.

My mother was displaced to the southern Gaza Strip for 15 months. I didn't go with her. It was months of longing for my mother and siblings.

My brothers Mahmoud and Ashraf stayed behind.

We were displaced several times because I live in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood, a border area close to the army.

During the displacement on June 27, 2024, we left the house and raced along the road to escape the shells and planes. Then came the lightning strike. The shock was that death was faster than my brothers could escape...

Here, here, we lost our loved ones. I lost my brothers, the apple of my eye, Mahmoud and Ashraf. Mahmoud left no children. As for Ashraf, he left behind his sons who grieve, and my mother is in pain because they departed to God without a farewell, without a kiss on their foreheads, a farewell kiss. After a while, we returned home. The house had been severely damaged by demolition and stones that had fallen from their places, which used to shelter us and protect us. Now, nothing protects us except some worn-out tarpaulins that do not protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter. Our suffering is great, but with your help, we may reach a better and dignified life. I appeal to you to help me support myself, my mother, my loved ones, and my family. What you provide makes a difference in our lives as individuals.

We live in a world that has forgotten the meaning of humanity and giving. May God bless you all.

No words can describe the suffering we endure here in Gaza. Life no longer feels like life. Today, with the border crossings closed once again and humanitarian aid halted, our suffering has doubled. Even the most basic necessities have become an unattainable luxury.Like thousands of other families, my family struggles to survive in this nightmare. We live among the rubble, carrying water from long distances because our infrastructure has been destroyed. Prices have skyrocketed, making food and medicine nearly impossible to afford.

Every day is a new battle, and every moment without food, medicine, or hope adds to our pain. We ask for nothing but the right to live, the right to safety, and the right to find someone who will stand with us in this darkness.To everyone who can help, to every heart that beats with compassion my family needs you. Every contribution, no matter how small, could mean the difference between life and death. Please, don’t leave us alone in this suffering.

Please donate and share

Hello friends, I am Abdullah Salem Abdullah Jaafar, 26 years old, a graduate of the University College with a degree in Information Technology - Multimedia. I used to have a beautiful family; I’m married and have four children, and my wife is pregnant.

I previously worked at a multimedia company, but because of the war, I lost my job, my home, my car, and now I have no place to live or work.

During the war, we were forced to evacuate more than four times. Each time, we had to leave everything behind without taking any of our personal belongings.

I live in northern Gaza.

We were displaced to southern Gaza, then to Deir al-Balah, then to Rafah, and now we live in an uninhabitable tent that is not suitable for living.

My daughter Rahaf was martyred in the war due to Israeli airstrikes. Now I have Iman, Malak, Basel, and my wife is in her seventh month of pregnancy.

Please, I am in desperate need of your help just to provide food and water for my children.

I lost my home and we have become homeless."

Please donate and share

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My name is Mahmoud Al-Halaq, from Palestine - Gaza - I am 29 years old. This message is addressed to every person who carries compassion, kindness, and love in their heart. After 470 days of war on Gaza, the destruction that has occurred, the displacement we have faced, moving from one place to another, and the loss and death of loved ones and friends, I found myself alone without a home or place, and even the prices of food are astronomical. The world has changed so much that life has become gloomy and boring. Therefore, I ask for your help in rebuilding myself, my life, and my family's life anew. You are our remaining hope in life. If there were an opportunity to work, I would not waste a minute nor ask for help from anyone, but I urgently need assistance for my family, my children, and the women to rebuild what has been destroyed and crushed in this devastating and painful war. Thank you for your time and support; we draw our strength and resilience from your support. 🍉

Please donate

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Vetted by gaza-vetters number in the list ✅365✅

Hello, my name sooad Muhammad, I am a 61-year-old mother and former school teacher from Gaza💔

After the army entered the city, we went out to Rafah under the attack of planes and missiles.And the bullets that spare no one, we lived in torn tents that did not protect from the heat, the cold, or the rain. All the words in the world cannot describe what we have lived through. All I want is for you to look at me and my family with a merciful heart and help me.

Before October 7th, I lived a humble life, dedicated to teaching and raising my children. But everything changed. Since that day, my family and I have been living in unimaginable conditions—without electricity, without clean water, without safety.

Our home was destroyed, and we now sleep in a torn tent, exposed to the freezing cold. My children cry from hunger and fear. The markets are empty or unaffordable. Bread is now a luxury—I knead pasta just to make something to fill their stomachs

Please open your heart and stand with us in this time of despair.

We are not asking for much—just a chance to survive. A blanket for the cold. A piece of bread. A roof that does not leak. A moment of peace for my children

I am humbly asking for your help. Your donation, no matter how small, can give us warmth, food, and hope. It can help us survive these dark days and rebuild a life with dignity.

Your support means the world to me and my family.

Please donate 🙏

All the destruction that you see, we live every day a hundred times, and we live hunger, death, and a life that has no taste of life

My name is Jaafar, and I’m once again forced to ask for your help after losing everything — even my old accounts that carried our voice. Tumblr deleted all of them without explanation. I had to start over from scratch, while my family continues to face real hunger and danger in Gaza.

We have no food left at all.

The price of just one kilo of flour is now $30 — something we simply cannot afford anymore. We are exhausted. Starvation is crushing us day by day. 😔💔

If you can help, even with a small donation, you may save a life today. Every dollar helps us survive just a little longer.

✅️ Verified by @gazavetters — my number on the vetted list is (#299)

📌 Please share and boost. Don't let Gaza be forgotten.

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A Plea for Help from Gaza: A Family Seeking Safety

Trapped Family in Gaza Appeals for Help to Survive

We live in the midst of the ongoing hellish war in Gaza, trapped between walls of fear and despair.

My name is Suhaila, a mother of five children. We are fleeing death. Our home has been completely destroyed, and my husband, Shadi, has been badly injured in the war. We are now living on the street with no shelter, no tent, and no food.

Today, we have nothing to eat. We are starving.

The army has declared our area a danger zone and ordered everyone to evacuate. We had no choice but to flee with only the clothes on our backs.

We urgently need:

A sack of flour, which now costs $850

Milk for my baby

Medicine for my injured husband

A tent or any form of shelter, which costs around $1,000

We are in immediate danger, and every moment is a fight for survival.

Please, if you can help with $850, $1,000, or whatever you can, it could save our lives.

Your help is our only hope.

This campaign is verified on Gazavetters (49) by 90-ghost and J Mi3 @el-shab-hussein.

Please share and support. We are truly desperate.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

We urgently appeal for your moral and financial assistance to cover the necessary costs for escaping to a safe environment, where we can build a better future for our children and ensure our family's safety.

We are in desperate need of your support. Any donation, no matter how small, can help save our lives. Thank you for your attention and support during these harsh times.

Donation link

I hope you are well ❤️

I need your help , if you can 🥺

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #618 )✅️

My name is Adham, I'm 20 years old, and I'm from Gaza City. I dreamed of a happy life, completing my studies, and getting a job, but the war turned this dream into something impossible 💔😭. We lived through this massacre in all its painful details, and we're still in pain 😔. We were very happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the southern Gaza Strip. After we fixed a small room in our destroyed house to live in and start over, unfortunately the war returned stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter and no source of income. We exhausted all our savings during the war. I know that I started my campaign very late, but that's because there is no other way to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and optimistic that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these difficult circumstances 😔.

I know that the feeling of starting from scratch is painful and frustrating, but I hope to receive any amount for my family 🥺🙏.

Hi everyone ...😔

I am Maram Al-Nabulsi, I currently live in the completely destroyed 🏚🚀city of Gaza

, specifically Khan Younis.

Since the war on Gaza began on 10/7/2023, my family and my siblings - have been living in constant fear, crying and suffering because of shrapnel, shells and bullets. We have no food🥘🌯

, no electricity, no schools

, no cooking gas

, no homes🏚, no cleaning supplies, no clothes🧣🧥🧤

. Our house was completely destroyed

. My school was bombed, and my sister Nour's university was turned into rubble, which deprived us all of education. The war forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents that are not suitable for living

, especially in winter. Every day we live death, terror and panic a thousand times because of the continuous bombing of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the beginning of the war, we took refuge in my aunt's house, but it was also turned into rubble.

Imagine:

We have escaped imminent death more than 20 times,

and have been displaced between shelters more than 13 times. My brothers and I have suffered from many diseases due to malnutrition, and we need medicine constantly. If we stay in Gaza, we may lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza to a safe place. However, the travel costs are very high. We need more than 70 thousand dollars to leave Gaza. Due to the exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, insecurity, the ongoing blockade, and the continuous bombing, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity💔🙏, with the constant bombing and shrapnel flying above us? My dear compassionate friends around the world, with your generous donations, even if small, you can save 5 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza full of love, peace, and hope. Best regards from Gaza City....🍉🇵🇸

✅Verified by @gazavetters , my verified number on the list is (#431)💔🙏🏼

The war has been on us for a full year, six months, and 14 days of death and genocide. We have never rested. We are losing people every day, most of them children and women... The bombing is everywhere. Our children are scared... The noise is terrifying.

There is no food, no drink, no medicine. The crossing is closed, and everything is expensive.

We don't want to die. Please donate and help us so we can buy food and medicine for my mother and save ourselves from death. Just donate.

Donate.