I decided to attempt to draw two Vocaloid covers with my oc's.
On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.
On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah
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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.
We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.
We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.
No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.
We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?
fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.
Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help
Hello, It's Momen Al Madhoun, writing from the most miserable area in the whole world, I am deeply thankful to all of you. Your support means the world to my family
🍉🍉🍉 I urgently plead you to keep sharing our campaign with your friends, family, and acquaintances
15 months have passed as if it were 15 years, and suffering increasing day after day 😔 Our health is decaying, we have NO IMMUNITY to fight diseases. No healthy food to feed our worn cells. Finding a quiet, clean place for us to get some rest is IMPOSSIBLE! I'm in urgent need of serious financial support so that I can take action and save my family! Our faces speak the misery we're going through! my children can't bear the ruthlessness of war life… pain and cold does not allow either of them to sleep 💔
I found in drawing a way to relieve stress and describe what we are experiencing, but even this i was deprived of, due to the difficulty of obtaining good internet and electricity for a sufficient time If you are interested in art, you can check I my blog I and find my artworks, i hope you will share them and support me to continue fighting and trying Every share and donation brings us one step closer to saving my family's lives. Your support, no matter how small, holds the power to rescue my loved ones from grave danger There are no words can describe how many times we have been displaced The situation we're living now is really hard to imagine Where do we Go?
Imagine the vastness of this universe, we cannot escape to a safe place far from the war
🌟 Our campaign is vetted by 🇵🇸 @/gazavetters List at #291
Hey guys, Sally reached out to me needing money to keep her children alive. There are no blankets and bedding for her children. I have no way of donating because of my age but if you do then, I implore you to donate.
Hey guys, ibramogh reached out to me saying that he needed the money to travel back to North Gaza. I do not have the money to so, I can't donate but if you have the money, I think you should donate to help someone in need.
"Don't Skip: Read My Story & Help 🚨🙏"
Alright...I doubt this is going to work... but notes game for the new year ig :)
10 notes: I try to exercise more (I have made a schedule :D)
50 notes: I read the books I keep putting off
100 notes: I try to finish wip fics
150 notes: I make an intro post (with art)
300 notes: I take a day to totally organize my room
500 notes: I start working on my animatic
750 notes: I seriously talk to my parents about my mental health (uhhh....this is gonna be postponed for a bit. For. Reasons. Sorry :( )
1000 notes (APPARENTLY IS POSSIBLE): I ask my friend out (I'll do it next time I see her in person. Wish me luck ig???)
1500 notes: I try to make a streaming video
2000 notes: I come out (to people I know won't freak out)
RULES: no spamming please- 1 like, 1 reblog, 1 comment allowed. Tags are allowed/welcomed :)
Deadline is my birthday, September 9th (2025)
Update: HOLY SHIT??? ok, ok, ummm
Orange means I'm working on it, pink means it's done!
DRINK YOUR WATER.
TW: MENTIONS OF HARMFUL THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS
green=complete
blue=in progress
red=turns out i cant do it
orange=i can't do it yet
100 notes: I'll stop joining servers on discord that i shouldnt be in
200 notes: I'll tell my therapist about my suicidal thoughts
300 notes: I'll tell my therapist about my homicidal thoughts
400 notes: I'll tell my therapist that I think I may have hypersexuality
500 notes: I'll try to stop thinking about my weight
600 notes: I'll be open about my identity
700 notes: I'll try to try harder at school
800 notes: I'll drink more water
5000 notes: I'll come out to my parents, friends, and teachers
Hello, I wish you all the best. It has been more than four months and we have not reached the goal, my friends. This is because the support is very bad and weak. Therefore, I hope that you will help and donate so that we can reach the goal as quickly as possible, especially since the prices of food and supplies have become very high. We cannot buy flour, wheat, baby milk, or even the most basic necessities that can help us survive, especially since we are now in the winter season and live in dilapidated tents that do not protect us from the cold of winter or even the heat of summer. Therefore, I hope that you will donate, please, and I hope that you will share on the widest scale. You can donate even a small amount, perhaps up to $5. A little bit at a time can enable us to buy milk for our children.
Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.
That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighbor’s house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.
The bombings didn’t stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighbors’ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.
I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my children’s toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.
Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably high—$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why can’t we live like everyone else—go to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?
How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: 💔 Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. 🌍 Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. 🩺 Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.
Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you can’t donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.
What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; it’s about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what we’ve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Let’s work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.
🌸 Please share our story and consider donating today. 🌸
I'm just a weird guy who wants to animate their 100+ oc's but, never learned animation. Also, Im a Miner and a Minor. SO NO WEIRD STUFF OK? I don't mind gore though.
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