Legacy
I finally got to posting my artfight attacks hii this was my attack for @milkie2 my favorite artist who I think is amazing and is really great at designing character go check her out (genuinely I get so happy each time I see a post from them and who is the reason I got into Phighting) of her OC Foxglove
Also this was my first attack ever.
ugly Blue doodle from few weeks agoooo guhh
I just like thinking about Blue actually being super stressed from how high the pedestal everyone has put them on is and the almost kinda dehumanizing way they are seen as this sort of perfection both as a pillar to lean on and physically attractive wise but they put it on the back burner and don't say anything because of how much they are relied on as part of their job and, again, how they are perceived in general by others
A Plea from the Heart: I Am Fatima, and This Is My Story
My name is Fatima, a teacher from Gaza. I used to work in a small school I loved dearly, planting hope in the hearts of children and teaching them that tomorrow could be better. But the war took everything away. My school was bombed, I lost my job, and our home was reduced to rubble. Yet, I refused to give up. I set up a small tent amid the destruction and continued teaching children, showing them that knowledge is a light that cannot be extinguished, even in the darkest times.
My husband, Akram, was my partner and pillar of support. But he was severely injured in an attack targeting civilians. His abdominal injuries are so severe that he can no longer work or even lift basic items. Every day, I see the pain in his eyes and feel the weight of helplessness, but I try to stay strong for him and for our children.
Our eldest, Manar, is four years old, and she’s missing out on her childhood amidst this devastation. Our youngest, Ibrahim, was born under bombardment just a year ago. He has suffered greatly due to the lack of milk and proper medical care. Yet, sometimes, he smiles, and in those brief moments, I find the strength to keep going.
We now live in a fragile tent that doesn’t shield us from the cold or rain. Every day is a new battle for survival. I write these words while holding my children’s hands, with nothing left but my faith in God and the hope that your kind hearts will hear our plea.
Please help us provide milk and food for our children, ease Akram’s pain, and rebuild even a small part of the life the war has destroyed. Every donation, no matter how small, makes a big difference in our lives.
I ask you to share our story and be our support during this harsh and unforgiving time.
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