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Chatgpt? Never heard of her. The only gpt in my life is gunpowder tim
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Udad art ft Ashes as Hades and Tim as Persephone!!
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But I have nothing to fear! For the blue bird is with me.
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that caitvi scene but make it shadowpeach .....
kinda forgot to post here oops
(inspired by this tt)
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thinkin about them…
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Headcanon for MAG 117, right before Jon leaves to stop The Unknowing
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Kept thinking about how weak and disorientated Jon gets when cut off from the Eye, which got me thinking about Martin having to help him as his state got worse.
Surprisingly, instead of getting angsty, I ended up with Jon being carried around like a ragdoll.
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Sketh
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wukong miku!
inspired by this figure !
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Hehehehe I live the sillies ❤️
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yet another bi-weekly jortrait for your consideration.
his missing eye is one of my many post-canon headcanons btw (he does have a prosthetic eye but i wanted to have a go at drawing him without it)
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‼️Emergency please don't skip🙏‼️
My name is farah I'm 20
years old. My family and I are currently displaced in the Al-Zawaida area between the tents. This was the seventh time we had been displaced since the beginning of the war, and we were living a difficult and tragic life.
I am studying computer engineering at Islamic University in Gaza. Our house, where my family, my uncle's family, and my grandfather's family live, was bombed. I lost my most precious possessions, and some of my family members. They died before my eyes, and I could do nothing but hear their voices. They were dying slowly. My grandfather, uncle, and cousins were martyred, and my grandmother was all injured in the bombing by occupation aircraft. I lost our home. All my beautiful memories of me and my family are in it, and my feelings are stuck in it and in all its details. My studies and all my dreams stopped, and the university where I was studying was bombed. I have a life in front of me. I don't know how I will continue. My family and I were displaced to southern Gaza in the so-called safe zone, which is constantly bombarded with missiles and massacres and massacres are committed.
The situation is currently very bad in the south. Diseases are very common. You always feel tired because of contaminated food and water.
Verified link
https: //gofund.me/73d4b003
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plays with him like a doll
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