Hey
You’ve been recruited at Rhodes Island
Generate a random noun here, that’s your Operator codename
What is my sister’s fault? Why must this be her life? She doesn’t remember our house. She doesn’t remember her cat who was killed by the bombs. She doesn’t remember feeling warm during the winter. All the good things in her life came and went before her brain could form memories. From her point of view, life has always been this genocide. Gaza has always been destroyed. Home has always been one room with no windows and infested by rodents.
Please help me provide for her. She’s had a high fever for the past few days and the blockade is back. The bombs are starting to drop again. This is going to be so hard and I can’t do this alone.
We are so close to our final goal, please, anything can make a difference even if it’s just sharing!
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@rieuvie 's day of birth. Rejoice. 🧎
really helpful technique ^ once you know how to divide by halves and thirds it makes drawing evenly spaced things in perspective waaay easier:
Character who:
instinctively flinches away from the first offer of contact
pulls back before their friend/partner can touch them, recoiling like a scared animal,
then stews in regret about the instinctive movement for days afterward, thinking about the missed opportunity,
wishing they could go back and accept it
wishing they could find a way to muster up the courage to ask for it
hungry for even a trace of contact, following their friend/partner around with silent, begging eyes, needing it so badly but unable to form the words for the request...
and then finally being hugged by surprise as someone comes up from behind them and wraps their arms around them
it feels so good, they can't even breathe for a moment,
tears prickle in their eyes the moment the other person pulls away
wait, they can barely whisper,
but this time their friend/partner hears them, wraps them in their arms, and doesn't let go for the longest time -
and this time, when their friend tries to disentangle themselves, the touch-starved character grabs onto their shirt or arms and holds on, too tight to allow them to pull away again. They're not about to let go of this ever again, now that they've finally found it.
“Only at the very last moment can Aglaea and Anaxa finally break down the barriers between them.”