@qoldenskies 's Au Has Latched Onto My Brain So I Had To Draw Something To Get It Out Of My System

the crushing weight of one manageable task

Lackadaisy sketch ^^

Ik you guys commented on different posts but

Why don't we just get all the birds with one stone

Yayyy lazy masterpost

I'm Marie/Missy/Siri

17

She/her

Probably bi or pan

I'm half Czech🇨🇿, half American🇺🇸 (what a great time to not live in murica amirite)

Unhinged girl scout🪢⚜ ™/the designated weirdo in most groups

I create decent art when my adhd lets me

If you go to my reddit account you will find loads of beautiful old art I made before my motivation died

Currently obsessed with TMNT, indie animation and Epic the musical, trying to ignore the imposing existential dread

It's not working tbh

🍉UPDATE: I probably won't be answering Gaza asks anymore for fear of scammers trying to use a genocide to their advantage, here are some legit charities instead:

https://www.unrwa.org/

https://www.unicef.org/emergencies/children-gaza-need-lifesaving-support#:~:text=UNICEF%20remains%20the%20leading%20provider,tetanus%2C%20hepatitis%20B%20and%20more

https://www.charitynavigator.org/discover-charities/where-to-give/israel-hamas-conflict/

🕊️ 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.

Jára Cimrman was the one to develop a concept of gender, regretted it and has been trying to find a way to deconstruct and destroy it ever since

🔪H A P P Y I D E S O F M A R C H🔪

(I say at 1:24 after forgetting to go to sleep)

After being too busy to draw for weeks, I finally finished the DTIYS by @mircsy and it looks like I went WAY overboard

OG:

I need to break the silence on mah blog somehow and I promised my first post would be my cat

Her name is Baroness Gata Mau Neko Kočková von Chatteau de Katzenburg. She is a wretched beast. She is my child.