This island is perfect?!!
I love them, does the angel island ever get cold, or is always summer there?
Anyway, somewhere is cold, knuckles should wear pants
Let gooooooooo!!!!!!!!!
doodled some transfem shado stuff while in class :'3
she serves cunt bc rouge is there to cuntify her
not posting this on twt btw, the transphobic sonic fans live there LOL
I made some fanarts of the @amascomet shadowpeach fanfic, cause this words make me cry over night 💕💕
(with and without the dialogue)
"Did Wukong bother to handle his corpse with that much care?
Was he consumed by pain and guilt after he brutalized him?
Did he hold his cold, empty shell for hours—maybe even days?
He would’ve."
(sorry I forgot which Chapter this part is from, but wow)
It's a little hard to try to explain why I like this thing but bro, the conflict of the characters with themselves make me wanna jump from my window (in a good sense).
The same person that hurted you is trying so hard to be good for you again and... And... They fail again and again!!! This is what I want to read!!! Yeahhh
Thank for the amazing fanfic, I still wanna make more fanarts from it
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He have his own way to show his love
Needed to indulge myself so I comic’d a small portion of idwtf chapter 7
Ainquenaoseioquenalseioqua Introverted characters/ character who were just "the guy who hung out with the protagonist" who after being left behind begin to act like the person who abandoned them, mainly acting "for attention" as if they were the new center of the theater But in the end you're just exhausted from trying to be someone.
almost mob
insta; @windsaor
Dogman had a bad day
From future teacher to homeless person 💔
I am Israa Alwan, a young woman who once had big dreams and was ready to achieve them. After years of hard work and study, I finally received my degree in Early Childhood Education. It was an indescribable joy, knowing I was about to start my journey as a teacher, to help shape young minds and walk alongside them in their first steps toward knowledge.
But my dream didn’t last. The war came and turned my life upside down. My home, which was once a safe haven, is now rubble, and I am left with only a few belongings and a shattered bag of dreams. Now, I am without a home, a job, or any sense of security. I move from place to place with my family, searching for a shelter to protect our children and the sick from the cold winter and the scorching summer.
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