(She/They/He) || 21 || Artist + Writer I hyper-fixate on fandoms and then move on. Rest assured I still am part of them and love the content. Trying to get better, one day at a time!
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And while this is happening while people are buried under rubble, while children freeze in tents, while entire families vanish overnight powerful men sit comfortably and present plans for a “New Gaza.”
Clean slides. Perfect buildings. Investment numbers. A future imagined without the people who are currently being erased.
They talk about peace while bombs are still falling. They talk about rebuilding while destruction is ongoing. They draw maps over land that is soaked with blood and call it hope.
The ceasefire is a lie.
What’s happening is ethnic cleansing, repackaged with the language of development and diplomacy. You cannot build a “new” city by destroying the people who belong to it. You cannot promise a future while actively killing the present.
This isn’t peace. It’s violence with better branding.
Today, three journalists were killed in a single airstrike.
Not soldiers. Not fighters. Journalists. People who believed that if they kept documenting, if they kept filming, if they kept writing, the world would eventually care.
In Gaza, telling the truth has become one of the most dangerous things you can do. Holding a camera is treated like holding a weapon. Every photo risks your life. Every report could be your last.
They had names. Families. People waiting for them to come home. They were not numbers, and they were not mistakes. They were silenced because truth is inconvenient, because images expose what statements try to hide.
When journalists are killed, it’s not just lives that are lost it’s evidence. It’s memory. It’s the last barrier between reality and denial.
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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.
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Late again but I swear I’ll double post for this Friday. Anyways have these chibis I was gonna make as stickers but high key got busy and didn’t get to finish in time.
I think toy doctors are so nice actually like i remember being a little heartbroken kid when one of my beloved stuffed animals got old and torn up and my mom just threw him out. And i know what it would have meant to me, to have someone lovingly stitch him back up instead so i could love him just a little longer. And I’m really glad there are little kids out there who get to see pictures of their stuffed animals and dolls with little fake hospital beds and casts as they “rest & heal” before returning to them good as new. Like what a sweet thing to do with your life.
It’s also so good for normalising the idea of illness, hospitals and recovery not being bad or scary places, even if sometimes they’re not very nice, because the people there are doing kind things to make you better so you can go back home. No one knows which kids are going to end up dealing with major traumatic illnesses or injuries, and having a safe framework for the idea of a hospital, a safe, painless, vicarious hospital experience is such valuable preparation
I found a beta reader for my Wenclair fake dating au so I might actually end up writing that!! Very excited, gonna be the first time I’m not writing in first person in a long while tho so I’m really thankful I got my friend to help
Chat would anyone like to to hear about my HoTD au. It’s basically slow burn Rhaenicent but like Alicent dips with her kids (Daeron included) after driftmark before someone finds her and highkey drags her and her family back.
I have a few doodles. But idk maybe I’ll actually draw them out. Laenor is still alive! Laena is still dead but like Rhaenyra still treats her kids like her daughters (maybe cuz she did have a thing with Laena in this AU)
the targtowers are still in Westeros but hiding in plain sight with some hair dye and isolation. Gwayne and Darreon are helping with the whole disguise thing don’t worry