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pearlescentmoon <3 (a redraw of my old artwork)
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🌙 celestial siblings☀️
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CHAPTER 14
Hello! Welcome to Double Hearted Volume 2. Thank you so much for all the support and patient for this part, it means the world to us.
Volume 2 is the official start of the chronological timeline for Double Hearted. Therefore, every new part will be important to understand the story. Can't wait to continue with the comic! And I hope you all continue supporting us with this project, this wouldn't have been possible without your support!
PREV // MASTERPOST // NEXT
If you like what we do, feel free support me on Ko Fi !
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wonderbam has gone woke wth is this
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"—ITS YOUR TURN."
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Hey does Yandere High School look different to anybody or is it just me-
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Some happy desert duo for the soul.
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The Spanners in my BAM in Wonderland au thingymebob !
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🚨This is my story 😥 Save the family of engineer Nariman Muhammad.
One morning, on October 7, 2023, we suddenly woke up to the sounds of rockets and artillery. We quickly ran, wondering what had happened and what was going on. At that moment, we didn't know or understand anything. I took my wife, my sons, and my daughters, and we left the house—the house that I had built brick by brick and spent my whole life working to create. We left with only the clothes we were wearing, without taking any of our personal belongings. The most important thing in that moment was to save ourselves from the death that surrounded us from every side. We moved away a little, searching for a safe place.
We moved away from our home, which was completely destroyed, reduced to rubble, and buried under the debris. All of our belongings, our possessions, even our memories were gone. We never returned to our home.
Since that day, we have been displaced, moving from one place to another in search of safety. Now, we live in a tent that doesn't protect me from the summer heat or the winter cold. It's extremely difficult to find food and drink because they are scarce, and we don't have the money to buy them at high prices. We also struggle to get clean water, and we have no clothes, no shoes, and no medicine. We are deprived of the basics of life and the simplest necessities.
We lost everything—our home, our jobs, everything. We can't even sleep because of the constant shelling that never stops, falling on our heads.
Our lives have truly been destroyed, without us committing any wrongdoing, and we have no connection to what happened. We are not a party in this conflict.
It is the evil people who start wars, and the innocent who pay the price. 😥
I am. Thank you from here forever and from all my heart❤️ for reaching our goal 🙏
Whatever your donation, even the price of the cup of coffee you drink, will contribute to saving a human life.🤝
Nariman Donate - GoFundMe.👇 🚨🚑
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My new account in GoFoundMe after closing the old account on which I had collected 5800 euros. I will start from the beginning and I hope that you will support me in recovering the amount. I also hope that the account will not be closed again arbitrarily even without the right to explain the reason for the closure. Please support my family, it means a lot to us
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heres my spread for the @morningstarzine !! thank you for having me ☺️☺️
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Hi there, this is my first post on tumblr! I wanted to give it a try because you guys seem cool B)
I offer you desertduo
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I think I just got lazier and lazier with my shading lmao
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#tbf schools really kicking my arse#includes ocs and unposted works :'D#art summery 2024#happy new years#chump
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Art summary for 2024!
Last year’s under the read more
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Saint Pearl, Mother of Sunflowers, the martyred Queen who fell to the Wither at the breaking of the world 🌙
My piece created for @morningstarzine ! It was such a joy to bring Santa Perla to life once again 🌻✨
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