Digital and traditional artist living in California. He/him. 20+ yrs old. Predominantly does fanart, along with spec evo and paleoart. All artwork is 16+, so no minors allowed.PFP by the Wonderful @Sunny-Sidde-Down
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Delightful things sent to me by my brother 😌
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Mmmh...utahraptor Kyle and microraptor Luna...


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thinking of snakes much lately. i dont know his name yet
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Happy pride month! 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️ you know what that means
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Happy Pride my fellows, with a message from my personal little angry gay man, Strudel: survive to see them die. outlive those who wish to see you dead. Keep going out of spite: we will make it through this together.
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Surely big knight can handle them...
Tip jar
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Happy gay month to my gays because yknow theyre gay and stuff
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Falin Drawlin ^.^
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guardian of the golden kingdom
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Movies and chips (the cushion has no bedframe)
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Fine. You wanna take care of me? Make sure I'm being taken care of really good, Mister.
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infinite kisses! [reuloaded]
I learned that Fire Alpaca has an animation option, so I could actually see it moving while editing instead of just guessing in Medibang. So have had it adjusted to make it less snappy as originally intended.
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My name is Mohamed, I’m 37 years old, and I’m originally from Gaza. I left home in 2015 seeking safety and a better life. Since then, I’ve worked hard to build something stable here in Belgium—but recent events have left me overwhelmed, heartbroken, and in urgent need of help.
In late 2023, during the ongoing war in Gaza, I lost my mother. Around the same time, we also lost our family home—just like so many other Palestinian families. My sister and her five young children were left with nothing, stuck in a war zone, terrified and vulnerable. Their father is missing, and they had no one else but me.
In January 2024, just before the Rafah border was fully closed, I managed to get them out and into temporary safety in Egypt. It was a race against time, and I used everything I had—and more—to make it happen. They now live in a small apartment in Cairo. I am the only person supporting them.
I’ve been covering their food, rent, school expenses, clothing, medical needs—everything. The children are still young, and I consider them my own. They are the last close family I have left, and I cannot turn away from them.
Recently, I underwent knee surgery, which left me unable to work. At the same time, my debts have grown from trying to keep everyone afloat. I’ve never asked for help like this before, but right now I don’t see another option.
My dream is to bring my sister and her five children here to Belgium, where they can finally have safety, education, and the future they deserve. But the process is costly, and I simply cannot manage it alone anymore.
For safety reasons, I am not sharing my full name publicly. But I hope my words reflect the truth and urgency of this situation.
Your support will help me:
- Repay the urgent debts I’ve taken on to get them to safety
- Cover their ongoing living and school expenses in Egypt
- Afford the legal and relocation costs of reuniting them with me in Belgium
I know many are struggling, and I don’t ask this lightly. But any support—whether it’s a donation, a share, or a kind word—means the world to me and the children I’m fighting for.
Thank you for reading my story, and for standing with us in this time of need.
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