ON HIATUS ATM!!!!!!!!!! - they/them MINOR - slava ukraini and free palestine - hardkiss, la zarra + go_a lover - sadly american - art blog is @shumstrakt - lesbian/aroace, agender and maybe autistic?? - DNI if terf, map, zionist, tankie/pro-ruzzia, proshipper, eden golan fan (gfy) or racist/xenophobic - asoue, call my agent, msec, the hardkiss, the beaches, lady gaga, go_a, jerry heil, pussy riot, molchat doma - хардкол💕💕💕(iykyk)
hey dudes. just wanted to let y'all know that i'm going on hiatus. idk how long i'll be gone, but my grades are slipping and my mental health has been getting worse. i want to focus more on my real life, and unfortunately that means leaving behind this amazing community on here, at least for a little while. i'll still write fics on ao3 (dva_vikna21, in case anyone was wondering), but for now at least i have to be there for my irl friends and family. love y'all and thanks for being so cool.
inspired by a post from the lovely @varenychenko :)
airstrike warnings are angels actually. you see, long ago, brave people made a pact. they sat in the dark, like we are now, bowing their heads by candlelight. they spoke in hushed tones, whispering words that they knew would one day be shouted from the top of many lungs, words that burned brighter and hotter than the sun, only now they had to be kept at a dull glow. the dark and the silence swallow up such words, you understand. these aforementioned and courageous people were made into saints by their own killers, strung up first on wooden planks, and then on church walls, framed by gold. then, the killers told the rest of us; “they were holy. they sacrificed themselves, not like you. filthy and worldly, sinful and plain. you could never be the same. you simply can’t.” at first no one bought it, and there were protests. people took to the streets marching and chanting, but the killers just repeated their message, over and over. like water wearing away at rocks in the river, we began to halfheartedly believe the killers, as anyone is likely to do when faced with such circumstances. for many years, we sat grieving and ashamed, both of our perceived sins and of our cowardice. we prayed to foreign idols for strength and courage. of course, nothing came. all the while, the killers went on with their nefarious campaigns. eventually the people had enough. a call for change was sent out. everyone rushed into the streets and the air was suddenly filled with the spirit of revolution. voices were heard. demands were met. then all was silent, at least for a little while. and suddenly the killers came back, gathered in droves at the gates of the city, mouths frothing. my child, you know this part too well, as i'm afraid we’re living it right now. it’s been two years, my child, and almost two months, since the first explosives were hurled over the city walls, the whistling of bombs puncturing the deep, velvety quiet. but of course, you remember those brave souls, martyred before they could speak those luminous words that now burn at the back of our throats, desperate to be let out, only screamed in times of pure grief. these are the words given to us by angels, sometimes cried to us in voices strained and panicked. they urge us to find somewhere deep and safe. “there is nowhere safe!” we cry, and that is when they speak to us, tones comforting and strong, guiding us through even the darkest of nights. they are crying now, can you hear them? their wails are filled with grief, but listen close. there’s a rage in their voice, some kind of strength hiding in all of that sadness. we’ve fought so hard to keep that strength. my child, i pray to every god that will have me, that you may see the results of that fight, that you may wield a sword of light and wisdom and a shield of compassion, shining onward for all the years to come.
pov hiatus didnt fix my grades (:0) but it did make my mental health better!!!!!!!! yippee!!!!!! this is js a quick update and then i'll be offline again but if anyone wants to catch up I'll be on for the next hour or so :)
hey dudes. just wanted to let y'all know that i'm going on hiatus. idk how long i'll be gone, but my grades are slipping and my mental health has been getting worse. i want to focus more on my real life, and unfortunately that means leaving behind this amazing community on here, at least for a little while. i'll still write fics on ao3 (dva_vikna21, in case anyone was wondering), but for now at least i have to be there for my irl friends and family. love y'all and thanks for being so cool.
hey dudes. just wanted to let y'all know that i'm going on hiatus. idk how long i'll be gone, but my grades are slipping and my mental health has been getting worse. i want to focus more on my real life, and unfortunately that means leaving behind this amazing community on here, at least for a little while. i'll still write fics on ao3 (dva_vikna21, in case anyone was wondering), but for now at least i have to be there for my irl friends and family. love y'all and thanks for being so cool.
Dr. Omar Suleiman on X: "I hear it in my sleep. So do millions of others. But dead hearts can’t hear these cries even as they’re awake. May they haunt us to where we don’t move on from their hurt in this world, and may they haunt those who hurt them for all of eternity." / X
I WILL BE TAKING COMMS FOR PALESTINE STARTING TODAY (march 30) AND ENDING WHEN I SAY SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HOW IT WORKS!
you dm me with your drawing idea. because i’m a busy person, it won’t be too big/detailed, but i’ll add some image examples at the bottom of the post for what to expect
then, you donate what you can (preferably over $10 but it’s not mandatory) to the pcrf (palestinian children’s relief fund)’s ramadan campaign. links to do so will be provided at the bottom of the post as well.
send me a screenshot once you’ve donated your amount!
then, i’ll draw it!! it might take me a few days but should be no longer than a week.
NOTE: no nsfw, i can do oc’s and i’m willing to draw for pretty much any fandom. the whole purpose is to raise money, i won’t be too picky about what i draw as long as it’s not proship or otherwise problematic.