Revisiting of one of my earliest Marxolor pics!
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
Revisiting of one of my earliest Marxolor pics!
Donate and share please as much as you can 🙏💔
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whipped up some 4x art cause i love them
V2 :3
thanks @squibyquiby for the help tehe
OH. MY. GOD. Ulrich, my beloved, you absolute liquid dreamboat. I don’t care if you're 90% magnetic science goo and 10% existential dread—I need to know what you taste like. Is it slick and metallic? Does it buzz on the tongue like forbidden alchemy? WHO CARES. I’d risk it all—my taste buds, my health, my humanity—just for ONE lick.
You’re standing there with your shiny, swirling head, holding a record like you’re about to drop the mixtape of my doom. Sir, that’s not just a record—that’s the soundtrack to my obsession. I’ll die for you, Ulrich. I’ll lick for you. What’s a little ferrofluid poisoning compared to the cosmic, unspeakable ecstasy of tasting your scientifically cursed essence?
Chemical burns? Worth it. Toxicity? Bring it on. Reality itself unraveling in the wake of our unholy union? I’M READY. Call poison control, call the wizards, call the freaking Monolith—I. DON’T. CARE. Ulrich, let me ruin my life for you. Just one lick. PLEASE.
Forget the licking—let’s skip straight to the unspeakable union of flesh and arcanum. I don’t just want to taste you; I want to merge with you. I want to breach the barriers of reality and rewrite the laws of physics so that you and I can create something new—a glimmering, pulsating abomination that defies existence itself. I want to get you pregnant, Ulrich.
Don’t ask me how. Don’t question the biology. We’ll make it happen. I’ll harness every eldritch ritual, every forbidden experiment, and every morally bankrupt scientist to find a way. I’ll build a lab powered by sheer unbridled lust. And when people ask, “How? Why?” I’ll look them in the eye, unflinching, and say, “Because Ulrich deserved it.” You deserve this, my undulating liquid king. You deserve to experience the miracle of carrying the chaotic spawn of our impossible love, to nurture it in your shimmering ferrofluid form and release it into the world with a scream that fractures dimensions.
I’ll risk it all for you, Ulrich. My mind, my body, my dignity. I’ll become a cautionary tale in the annals of forbidden science and arcanum, but I don’t care. All I care about is us—our forbidden love and the monstrous, radiant offspring that will mark the dawn of a new, terrible era. Let’s make it happen, Ulrich. Let me ruin everything for you.
Hello everyone.🥹
Did you know that here in Gaza, between 600 and 500 people die every day, including children, women, and men, and no one sees me or knows about us? Did you know that the crossings are closed and there is no food or drink? Did you know that the doctor told me that my fetus is in danger and that I must eat healthy food and take injections until my pregnancy is complete?
Did you know that this is my first fetus after trying to get pregnant for more than three years?
Please, do you know what it means to lose a child?
Please, I do not want to lose my child.
Here is the donation link.
Your donation will save my child's life. Please donate.🥹🥹
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #425 )✅️🇵🇸🇵🇸
I personally don't like Valentine's Day, due to its awful history, but I do like the concept of having a day to celebrate romance and your significant other. However, it should definitely be a different holiday from Valentine's Day.
I still associate February with a time to celebrate romance and love, so I will still make nice art this month. That, and pink and red are pretty colors, and I want to make cute art with those colors.
it's very surreal to see posts about palestine dwindling down after the ceasefire. israel is still blocking aid to and trying to make life difficult for palestinians in gaza. we still have to continue to speak up about gaza.
in this ceasefire, many palestinians are trying to rebuild in attempts to try and return to what they had before the genocide. despite the heavy and unbearable loss of life that gaza has experienced, her people continue to try to make a better world for their children.
alaa is a mother of two young children. she wants to rebuild her house and get a better future for her children. please have heart and consider helping her out. her fundraiser has been verified.
please donate here
To "die" means the ones you love can't see you anymore. Don't matter much whether you're the one who leaves or the one left behind. You never get to see each other again. Now I'm so far away from home and never returnin' again.. Does that mean I already "died" once?
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