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Rest in peace Johnny Silverhand you would have loved Charlie xcx 🥀

Cyberpunk 2077 is corroding my brain from the inside AND I CANT ESCAPE!!! THIS MAN ESPECIALLY!!! HELP!!!!!

Also, since I’m a sucker for media playlists, I’ve done a Cyberpunk playlist… Which I’m gonna sneak into this post for you all… (tbh it’s mainly about SilverV because I’m crazy about them AUUUGHH)

Version without lyrics under the cut!!

The war is not stopped 😔💔🥺🥺

Today is the first day the border with Egypt has opened on a trial basis.

We do not know if it will remain open.

But for the first time since the war began, there is a fragile chance.

A chance to seek proper medical care for my father.

My father has been ill since the beginning of the war.

He has been living on painkillers while his condition worsened.

Doctors now say he urgently needs advanced medical tests

and surgery on the arteries leading to his brain.

If the border remains open, we may finally be able to find treatment outside Gaza.

If it closes again, this chance may disappear.

At the same time, my family and I still have no source of income.

We are struggling every day to afford food, water, electricity, and basic necessities.

Medical care, travel, and treatment bring additional costs we cannot manage alone.

This campaign is not about sympathy.

It is about timing.

It is about not missing the only window we may have to save my father’s life.

If you can donate, please do.

If you cannot, sharing this post helps more than you know.

Thank you for reading.

Thank you for standing with us. 🇵🇸🤍

My name is Fatima, a 21-year-old woman🤰.Just one month before the war, I was engaged, dreaming of a warm home and a small family.But the war tore us apart—my fiancé and I were separated between northern and southern Gaza, with no way to communicate💔.

Despite the pain, we held on to hope. Months later, I left my family and joined him.We got married, believing it was the start of a new life.But the bombing returned, and we were displaced again… Now we live in a fragile tent in western Gaza, awaiting the birth of our first child amid conditions unfit for life🥹😭.

I’m pregnant🤰, and my due date is near🥹. I have none of the essentials I need as a mother or even as a human being🙏.We lack everything: medical care, food, clean water, and basic supplies for childbirth and the baby🥲.

I’m not asking for the impossible—just enough to protect my life and my baby’s

Your donation is our only hope🥹😢.

My campaign is new and has not received much support. Please support me and my family.

https://chuffed.org/project/helpfatema

Children dying from the cold, mothers screaming in pain and anguish, men praying to their Lord against injustice, the elderly groaning, the sick praying to their Lord to ease their pain and cold—all this in the tents.

Your donation and participation are very important; my family survived death due to the rain, floods, and cold.

And while this is happening while people are buried under rubble, while children freeze in tents, while entire families vanish overnight powerful men sit comfortably and present plans for a “New Gaza.”

Clean slides. Perfect buildings. Investment numbers. A future imagined without the people who are currently being erased.

They talk about peace while bombs are still falling. They talk about rebuilding while destruction is ongoing. They draw maps over land that is soaked with blood and call it hope.

The ceasefire is a lie.

What’s happening is ethnic cleansing, repackaged with the language of development and diplomacy. You cannot build a “new” city by destroying the people who belong to it. You cannot promise a future while actively killing the present.

This isn’t peace. It’s violence with better branding.

Today, three journalists were killed in a single airstrike.

Not soldiers. Not fighters. Journalists. People who believed that if they kept documenting, if they kept filming, if they kept writing, the world would eventually care.

In Gaza, telling the truth has become one of the most dangerous things you can do. Holding a camera is treated like holding a weapon. Every photo risks your life. Every report could be your last.

They had names. Families. People waiting for them to come home. They were not numbers, and they were not mistakes. They were silenced because truth is inconvenient, because images expose what statements try to hide.

When journalists are killed, it’s not just lives that are lost it’s evidence. It’s memory. It’s the last barrier between reality and denial.

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Donations for GAZA

This donation campaign is for ANAS family. Not for strangers, not for a cause I’m distant from but for the people who raised me, the people I love, the people I’m terrified of losing.

They are in Gaza, trying to survive something no human being should ever have to endure. Constant bombardment, displacement, hunger, fear, and the feeling that tomorrow is never guaranteed. Every day is about staying alive one more night.

If you choose to help, you are not donating to an abstract crisis. You are helping real people with names, memories, and lives that matter to me more than anything.

🔗 This is a verified Chuffed campaign to support family:

If you can’t donate, please reblog. Visibility is sometimes the only protection we have left.❤️

Killer and Miss Piggy being best friends…

This started as a normal, completely ordinary doodle page of Henry fighting….. But as always I got carried away, so here we are!!

I’ll put some closeups under the cut as always!! :p

"I am from Gaza. My family and I were forced to leave our home with nothing but what we could carry. Every day we struggle to find safety, food, and clean water. The pictures you see are not just images – this is my reality.

We have lost everything. Children, women, and the elderly are suffering every moment. I am asking for your support. Even the smallest donation can help us survive this dark time.

Please stand with us. Your kindness can bring hope to my family and to the people of Gaza."

This was originally meant to be a fast drawing of them for my bestie @el-3l (shout out to her, ti bacio con passione sempre ❤️) who absolutely loves these games….. Turns out I love them too now… So I ended up fully rendering this AND actually playing the games! (IM STILL AT THE FIRST GAME THOUGH!! HAVING FUN SO FAR!!)

Last but not least, hits you all with the 2 Hans character studies I just did because I love him and I need to figure out how to draw him more accurately

Was listening to “The Mario Cliche” by Bear Ghost and I was suddenly hit with “Oh my god, this song is so Hansry coded”, so I got working right away ❤️ (I’m gonna put them in my pocket…)

I HAVE REACHED A VERDICT AND IT SEEMS FITTING TO PUT MY HANSRY PLAYLIST HERE!! SO HERE YOU GO!!!

Closeups under the cut!! ^^