Today I present you ✨️ WOMEN ✨️ !
This has been sitting at my 'WIP's to finish one day' list for the last half a year. I randomly decided to continue it and was abel to render it in a day, which for me is WOW! (I'm like, extremely slow at rendering)
It's also the first time I'm ever posting a fully finished illustration here so depending on if you guys like it or not, I may even bring something else out of the WIP archives.
But when the world needed him most, he vanished...
This is too accurate 🤣
Found some tweets on pinterest I think fit some bsd characters really well.
I love your college AU!
(Is it poly or are they just a friend group? /genq)
Aww thank you! I'm so happy and surprised by the attention and love it ended up receiving. As for your question, there is no poly involved. Both skk and fyolai are in their own respective relationships and Sigma is just fifth wheeling.
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
Magical Girls: Decay of Angels!
Have some intro cards while I make a proper illustration, the full gist of the au will be there but please do ask as many questions as you'd like!
nikolai alt ^_^
I have a silly little headcanon that Chuuya loves biting Dazai. Dazai's been poking his cheek with the hopes of annoying him for the last 2 minutes? Bites his finger! Dazai is leaning down while talking to him to emphasize how much taller he is? Bites his nose! Dazai looks particularly gorgeous today and has been extra touchy like a cat that seeks attention? Chuuya meant to kiss him, he really did! But cuteness aggression got the best of him so he bit Dazai's cheek insted. When Dazai shows up at work with swollen and bleeding lips the ADA thinks he's just one of those people who bite their own lips to the point where it starts bleeding. In reality Chuuya just kissed him goodbye.
Here's the base I used for this in case anyone wants to draw their own pair or oc's.
I was boread out of my mind yesterday so I decided to put Dazai and Chuuya's names into an incorrect quote generator. Here's the funniest stuff I gathered.
The colleges AU saga continues! 👏 No like seriously, this is a direct continuation of the previous post (nevermind the fact that I drew this one first). Anyways they had gathered in Sigma's apartment to study for a group project but ended up playing board games and nerly burning the apartment down (Sigma has officially banned them of playing board games in his apartment now), hair braiding while some of them, *cough *cough fyolai *cough, passionately making out in the corner. It wasn't all that bad untill Fyodor pulled out a bottle of vodka, seemingly out of thin air, and oh well, the rest is history!
I worship all forms of art, racoons and that one gravity fucker, ginger shorty.
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