We Lost Everything... But We Still Believe In Kindness.

I've been working on oc stuff all month(and actually a lot of may too) on oc content for Artfight this year (very excited btw)

I decided to take a break with the sudden inspiration to draw mers now... NOW of all times and not May. Thanks art gods, you've done it again. Appreciate chya </3

The two uncolored ones are of my personal mer designs for them (which still bother me and honestly still working on and *have* been working on since May of 2022 so coolio boolio).

Anyway, I don't wanna say I'm showing favoritism... buuuttttt I ab-so-lut-ly LOVE @mocha-illustrates and they are definitely my favorite mer designs right now. I wanna give them kisses and show them love v bad. (please mocha, please give me permission. I ask nice.)

They're underwater and y/n has magic water-breathing powers, or something don't question it :]

Ignoring me means you agree to kill me, my child and my family, I am Hadeel from Gaza 🍉 My husband was killed and I became a widow in this war and my child is an orphan, my mother and I are now homeless, we have been displaced more than 14 times, my child needs milk and diapers every day and I cannot provide them, we are 13 people who need water and food, understand the suffering we are going through and give us 💰 Please talk about my story and write about it to help us survive

Chuffed

Help Hadeel's Family

Hi, I'm Caroline and I'm trying to help raise funds for my friend Hadeel and her family in Gaza.

Please, after my first campaign was stolen, this campaign I created a short time ago was documented, but it was never published. Please respond to me and help me spread the word. Please donate to us even if it is five dollars, do not ignore us I beg you

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🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

Chuffed

Help Nadin Keep Her Life Stitched Together

My name is Nadin I’m a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza who are trying to hold on — to hope, to our families, to any piece

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

Welcome, my friend.

I write to you as if I'm screaming from the depths of hell, my being torn apart by grief every moment. I am here in the hospital, watching my child struggle between the mists of life and death, clinging to a ventilator that has become like a rope tying me to him, tearing at my heart with every weak beat.

Words fail to describe the pain I feel, and I realize the cruelty imposed on us by the circumstances. The doctor, with his broken voice, told me that my child's life was on the brink of collapse, and that if the surgery was not performed immediately and the $2,650 cost paid, his ventilator would be removed, and he would plunge into the darkness of death, never to return. How can I bear to watch my child lose the sparkle of life from his eyes, while the suffering in my body and soul increases?

I ask you, with all your strength, to extend a helping hand in these difficult moments that cannot wait. Please save my child, restore to him a glimmer of hope in this world where fate has treated us so harshly. No matter how small the amount, no matter how many words or contributions, they can be the bridge that keeps us away from this dark end.

I know words cannot bear the weight of this pain, but I beg you from the bottom of my broken heart to help, before my child's candle is extinguished and my soul sinks into the clutches of despair.

👍

Gaza is bleeding, and we are still here, clinging to life.

We wake up to funerals and sleep to the sound of bombs.

There is no clean water. Barely any food. No medicine. No safety.

We sit in the dark, waiting for a light that never comes.

Pretending to be strong while our hearts starve and our minds tremble.

All we want is one ordinary day.

No terror. No loss.

No lines for bread.

We just want to live.

If this moved something inside you, the link below can help

Your share can save a life. Your silence won't.

This is not just a post. This is a cry for help. From Gaza, with pain.

gofundme.com

Donate to Help me and my family escape the war in Gaza, organized by Asma Ayyad

I am Asmaa, 25 years old, the daughter of this beautiful family of 8 members. … Asma Ayyad needs your support for Help me and my family esca

Danny curses as he pulls the Batfamily out of the hands of the cultists once again.

Danny: I swear the only reason I’m letting you live is because I’ll have to take full responsibility for your dead asses.

Batman: If someone showed up at family dinners more often, then his family would be less likely to have to act like obedient sacrifices.

Danny: My phone is not as dead as I am, you know!

desperate for a tv show filmed like modern family or the kardashians of the batfam, titled “watch out for the waynes” or something like that.

bruce signed for the limited series to keep up appearances.

dick acts like a love island contestant.

damian is only ever in the corner of shots, staring into the soul of the cameraman.

cass, similarly, does not contribute much, but looks to the camera like she’s in modern family whenever shit happens.

tim finds every way to be the last laugh, the one-liner guy, the “unexpected, effortless, fan favourite™️”.

duke frequents the interview room.

jason sends subtextual messages to the audience through the books he’s seen reading in a scene:

bruce and tim are having a tiff about who’s idea is better while jason’s reading “the metamorphoses - book iii 339-358” (narcissus).

everyone’s having a grand old time at a gala while jason’s at a table reading “vile bodies”.

damian’s in a mood and nobody’s picked up on it yet while jason is seen reading “american psycho”.

nobody can find steph and tim and jason’s sat literally reading the back of a “dazed and confused” dvd to get his point across.

uhm… pleased to bleat you? 🐑

Who makes the porn bots. Where do they come from. What do they hope to achieve.

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