Damn I Forgor To Tag Properly

My deepest condolences to yall living in America rn (except for the fuckign billionaires) (I wish I could've voted)

NOTHING WILL STOP ME

Cable finally gave out in the middle of drawing Aphrodite after holding for 3 and a half years

THE GODS HAVE CURSED ME

Warning: nakey (duh) Aphrodite under cut

So this is all I have now

I'm gonna scream

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

I got to sing along to the first Epic song I ever heard and my voice was terrible

BUT IT WAS AWESOME

YOOO IT'S THEM

IT'S HAPPENING

Huh, I'm listening to it rn and it's a vibe

Good choice

I see you reblogged the random question post that ended a year ago. Have no fear, your dumbass follower is here to save the day (with the help of a random question generator)

What is your theme song?

WHAT- I didn’t know it ended a year ago- mb chat…

And my theme song- i think it’s the fall guys theme song yk-

Time for quality depression entertainment

Ok I will:

Top 3 sodas will always be Dr Pepper, Sprite, and Cherry Coke no you cannot change my mind

now get the hell out of my lab leo

🕊️ 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.

Ik you guys commented on different posts but

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