i gave all the smiling critters powers because i wanted to part one
starting off with telekinetic bubba and photokinetic (light) kickin that i drew last year!!! they’re a little off and ugly to me now that i draw them differently but it’s ok lol
if you’ve seen me on twitter before hi!! this is still st4rrym1m1_ i’m just posting my sc art on tumblr now nothings being stolen😭
Here you can donate to the families in Gaza. We have collected $3,912 / $20,000.
This video shows ongoing, systematic demolitions in Gaza.
Homes are being destroyed, neighborhoods cleared, and entire areas wiped out even now, while a ceasefire is supposedly in place.
People are watching their houses disappear piece by piece.
Not during fighting.
Not in the middle of airstrikes.
But after everything, when they were told it was safe to breathe again.
The destruction didn’t stop.
It just became quieter.
These images show displacement tents set up right next to a heavily damaged building.
The building was hit before and is leaning, at risk of collapsing at any moment.
Families are living in these tents because they have no other place to go.
There are no safe areas left, no intact homes, no shelters to move to.
Leaving this spot doesn’t mean safety it just means being displaced again.
So people stay.
Not because they feel protected,but because this is the last option they have They sleep knowing the building beside them could fall.
They wake up hoping it doesn’t.
This is not temporary living This is forced survival.
Donate for GAZA
This donation campaign is for ANAS family. Not for strangers, not for a cause I'm distant from but for the people who raised me, the people I love, the people I'm terrified of losing.
They are in Gaza, trying to survive something no human being should ever have to endure. Constant bombardment, displacement, hunger, fear, and the feeling that tomorrow is never guaranteed. Every day is about staying alive one more night.
If you choose to help, you are not donating to an abstract crisis. You are helping real people with names, memories, and lives that matter to me more than anything.
“Meet Catnap. Just your ordinary high school student. Except he has psychic powers. All he wants is to have a normal life, but fate said otherwise. Now he goes through wacky situations as he meets new friends.”
Read it here!: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56981314/chapters/144900850
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Meet Catnap. Just your ordinary high school student. Except he has psychic powers. All he wants is to have a normal life, but fate said otherwise. Now he goes through wacky situations as he meets new friends.”
Read it here!: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56981314/chapters/144900850
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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‼️PLEASE DON’T IGNORE THIS – A FAMILY NEEDS YOU NOW ‼️🥺🥺🙏🙏🙏
This was our home… now it’s gone
Even $20 will make a big difference and save us!
We have collected $21,777raised of $40,000 !🇵🇸
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Hello everyone,
We are the Anas family, a fam… ANAS MOHESEN needs your support for ANAS family from Gaza,Help Us Rebuild Wha
save family lost their home ,dreams and everything in Gaza 💔💔
This is my home before the war and after the war how it became💔💔💔
Before: After:
Before the war, we lived a simple but happy life in Gaza. Our home in Shujaiya wasn’t big or luxurious, but it was filled with peace, love, and comfort. We had our own land — a small garden where we planted vegetables, a roof where we sat on warm evenings drinking tea, laughing as a family. Our kids went to school every day with joy, dreaming about their future. We had work. We had neighbors we trusted. We had routines, family dinners, birthdays, laughter. Life wasn’t perfect, but it was ours. It was full of meaning.
The bombing started, and we had to flee our home during the first week of the war. We left everything behind — not knowing it would be the last time we would see our home standing. We first went to Rimal, hoping to be safer. That’s where we heard the news: our home, the place we built with love and hard work, was destroyed. Flattened. Just like that — gone. Everything we owned, everything we saved for, was buried under rubble.
After that, we kept running. From Rimal to Al-Zawaida. Then to Rafah. We’ve been displaced four times. Each time we carry less with us, but more pain. We sleep on floors. Sometimes there’s no roof. Sometimes we stay in tents. The nights are cold, the days are burning hot. There is no electricity, no clean water, no toilets, no privacy. We wait hours just to get a piece of bread. We lost our jobs, our income. We lost our safety, our dignity. We live in fear every day — fear of the next bomb, the next loss.
We used to dream of the future. Now, we just dream of surviving the next day.
We are the Anas family — like many families in Gaza — ordinary people who only wanted peace, a safe home, and a chance to live in dignity. But the war has taken everything from us: our home, our land, our jobs, our dreams, our stability… even our sleep.
It’s hard to write this. It's hard to ask for help. But we are desperate.
Please, if you are reading this, help us. Even a small donation could mean we sleep under a real roof again. Could help us buy medicine, food, or clean water. Could bring back a little dignity to our lives. If you cannot donate, please share this story. You might reach someone who can.
This isn’t just a story. This is our life. And we’re still living through it.
Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
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Please, we are in dire need of you and your support. If you cannot donate, you can share☹️❤️🥹
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