Greypaw(stripe)

THE PEOPLE HAVE SPOKEN

I'll probably do more research on this time period to fit this AUs lore (or if you have any suggestions let me know!)

🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home.

No food.

No clean water.

No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.

💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚

gofundme.com

Donate to From Despair to Hope: Help us to rebuild our life., organized by Fatima Rajwani

Hi I am Fatima and live in London UK. I have known Rola now for appr… Fatima Rajwani needs your support for From Despair to Hope: Help us to

Redrawing old art part 2!! #thelionking #thelionguard #digitalartist #di...

This year I'll mostly be doing redraws of my old art (majority of the old drawings made with MS Paint)

all of tumblr: we fucking hate bots

also tumblr:

Oh damn the Catholics have joined in on the war against AI "art".

Rough drawing I did on my laptop, sneak peek on Bakugou's design I'm working on :3

Hello haii!! I saw your post, would you be able to draw my OC Aikawa? I don't have a proper reference for him yet I fear, just a portrait I drew.

@the-pink-prince

Don’t be impressed with your own wisdom.

The word, impressed, means to feel admiration or respect for something. This verse warns us against admiring, respecting, and following our own wisdom and understanding. Because, relying on our own wisdom is pride.

Pride is more than just arrogance—in Christianity, it’s the excessive belief in our own abilities. It’s the source of most sin. It’s the mindset that says my understanding is better, my way is more reliable, even above God’s. And that’s dangerous. When we place our own wisdom above God’s, we start to disregard His infinite authority. We stop seeking Him, we stop listening, we walk in our own world-given identity and slowly, we distance ourselves from Him. Pride leads to separation from God because it says, I don’t need Him.

"Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall." (Proverbs 16:18)

Instead, we’re called to fear the LORD and turn away from evil.

Fearing the Lord doesn’t mean being afraid of Him. It’s not a terror. It means having deep reverence, respect, and awe for who He is. It’s recognizing His holiness. It’s humbly acknowledging His power, and His authority. It’s a comprehension of who God is and, in turn, living in a way that honours Him.

And fearing God is where true wisdom begins.

When we humbly acknowledge the glory of the One who created us, we accept that we don’t know it all. That we will never come close to without God.

Fearing God compels us to become dependent on His Word, which is Him and His Truth that leads us to live rightly. This kind of reverence brings humility—it’s a surrender and obedience. Because when we truly understand God’s character, His power, His Word, and His perfect will, we can’t help but follow Him and reject what is not of Him. He is the source of all that is good—because He is good. Everything He creates is good, and everything He calls us to is good. Fearing God allows us to walk in His goodness rather than the evils that seek to destroy us and defy Him.

"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom." (Proverbs 9:10)

I pray that you and I will continue to walk in the perfect grace, mercy, and goodness of our God. May He guide us in His perfect will, leading us to harvest from His Spirit and His Spirit alone. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

God bless you!!💗💗

"Worlds Collide" playing in the background

Fallingsteep: grey she-cat

Granitepaw(mallow): smoke she-cat

Two SummitClan gals from ClanGen

Yaaas Sonic says FRICK AI