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Can yall stop ignoring posts of palestinian’s fundraisers. All of my notifs and none of them are sharing these fundraisers. I dont care if you have an “aesthetic” or just want safe soft things on your blog, this is quite literally life or death. You dont get to stay in your own little bubble while a genocide is happening.

If you feel like explaining your reasons for not sharing fundraisers of people asking for help to survive you can keep that to yourself and people who agree with you. Ive seen what yall have to say and i understand where you’re coming from, but its still not excusable.

A lot of us have a big following on aesthetic or themed accounts. It would make a huge difference. You and your blog can cope. Ive seen people reasoning “i dont want negativity or politics here this is my safe space” on accounts you likely have the biggest following on and can reach the most people. The more people that see these fundraisers, the more likely they will get the money they need to survive.

If you arent in a headspace for it, at least come back to these posts later. Dont ignore them all together. If you frequently look through your blog, then scroll past your reblogs about palestine. You dont get a pass on helping people stay alive because you want to “protect yourself.” You can do both.

Social media is not always just an escape from your own life. It could change peoples lives if you didnt treat it like it is. Stop choosing to look the other way at every turn in the name of your own wellbeing. Genocide is bigger than you. You can do something.

If you have the means to donate and are afraid of being scammed, there are so many posts on how to tell if a fundraiser is a scam and explanations on how they are verified. You just need to look. Search key words and read. Read the long posts.

This so ♥ ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Luv how you incorporated them into the owl house style is so beautiful.

Your coloring is so well adjusting on the eyes aswell , I love your way of coloring so much.

SDR2 and V3 in The Owl House!! 💕

(The UDG girlies will get their own post dw)

Got in to MILGRAM recently , you can probably tell who my favorite characters are.

FNAF security breach thoughts

Based off of one of the endings , I don't think vanny and Vanessa are the same person. Tbh I believe that Vanny dresses up as vannessa in order to get around the pizza Plex easier.

Though that leaves me to question the VHS tapes of vannessa and or vanny.

Like what if one moment the the therapist grabbed vannessa instead of vanny and that's how the tapes came to be.

I believe half the tapes are vanny and the other half is vannessa (maybe the numbering of the tapes or something).

(in my opinion they're either two different people with no family connection , clones, or twins)

This story was really cute. I really love your head canons for them. Sooo cute l.

Your kid Muzan post is really adorable. Can we see more of his friendship with Nakime. (Also I like to think kid Muzan is still shorter than most of the demons , even as a child). I really hope child Nakime is doing okay. (since you said her parents don't take care of her like Muzan's caretaker)

Child Muzan being shorter than Nakmie is something I did not know I needed.

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I'm going to start off with how they became friends then just give off a couple headcanons on how their friendship escalates.

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"Muzan... Look at me." You told a very pissy Muzan. He slowly faced you with a glare, then proceeded to scoff, roll his eyes, and look back to the side with his arms crossed.

He's just started school 3 months ago and has still refused to make friends with anybody. Instead, decided to insult everyone, claiming their a much lower rank than him.

You sighed in disappointment. "Muzan don't be rude, give it a try! You'll like it, trust me." You try your best to convince him while cupping one side of his cheek. In response, groaned and pushed your hand away.

You sigh again. "At least try talking to someone, Ok? Just a small conversation with someone. You don't even need to act like you like it."

He slowly looked back at you. His glare easing slightly. ".....I can't believe your making me do this" He groaned, giving in to the tourtures act your putting him through. You smile and gently pat his head, "Thank you, honey... Say bye to Rui."

Muzan reached his hands out to grab his younger brother.

"Rui, I am terribly sorry that I have to leave you once again. I promise when I get back I'll make it up to you. Ok?"

"...ba..ba.."

"I will be back soon. Get plenty of rest.... I'll see you at home [Name]"

"Have fun Muzan!"

" Don't tell me that.." Muzan sneered, but you've already walk off the school's premises, to hear anything.

Muzan sighed angrily and looked at all of his classmates. Why must they force me to befriend these idiots. I don't have time for any of these fools.

He looked about in disgust. Some kids were playing with the mud, not really caring if they got it on their uniform, some were playing with dolls, monster trucks, rocks, others were picking there nose, and some kid pushed a girl face first in the mud.

Muzan shivered in pure disgust. Why am I forced to do this trousers work? All these imbeciles don't even have the right to look at me? And yet that [pronoun/gender/ Name] what's me to become "Friends" with one them. *scoffs* I'm disappointed.

As Muzan ranted on to himself about how dumb everyone else was compared to him, a slightly taller girl ran into one of the bushes right behind him.

Muzan heard the noise of ruffling bushes and decided to go investigate.

Why? He didn't know. His body just told him to.

Walking towards the bush, Muzan noticed it was shaking slightly faster every second. " Why are you in a bush?" Muzan asked.

A girl with long black hair that covered her eyes peaked her head up. After staring at the owner of the question, she shook her head in response.

"No? What do you mean no? You ran into the bush doing who knows what and you tell me no?"

The noirette hung her head and shook it again. "Your confusing me. Unless you what to get yelled at by a teacher, get bitten by a bug or get scarthes from the thorns, I suggest you get out of that bush" Muzan said coldly.

The black haired girl stared at the other black hair.

"Your the person who dresses as a girl every Wednesday and Thursday..."

Muzan stared back at the girl. He didn't know if it was a statement or an insult either way, he didn't like it when people randomly commented on his choice of clothing.

"And so what about it? If you have a problem with it, I couldn't give two-"

"You look very pretty in the kimono.." the girl titled her head down and played with her fingers. "I always wanted to tell you that, but I don't like to bother people..."

Muzan continued to stare at the girl. He was shocked. No one really did compliment him when he wore his woman outfit other than his caretaker and Rui, even though Rui could barely speak, he knew he liked his clothes. Not even the teachers here complemented his woman outfit. Instead he got ask, "Does your parents let you dress up like that in public?" Or they would have private chats with his Caretaker. Complements were a rare sighting to get for Muzan.

And now her.

"What's your name." Muzan demanded.

"A-ah, N-Nakime." She answered.

"Nakmie..Nakmie..N A K I M E..." Muzan repeated to himself so he wouldn't forget.

"W-What's your Name?-"

"How come I never seen you during classes?" Muzan demanded again.

"I sit in the back of the class. So I don't have to talk to anyone.." Nakime answered, barely above a whisper. Muzan hummed in response.

"So- uh whats your name-"

"What about lunch and recess? I don't see you there either."

"I- I sit behind a tree in the far corner. Can I finally get your name?-"

"One more question. Then you can ask me your difficult question."

"It isn't a difficult question, I just wanna know your name-"

"Why are you in a bush?"

Nakime stared at the no name boy standing in front of her. Not knowing what to say, she apologized.

"Huh? What- why are you-"

"Kids! Come inside! It's time for class!" A teacher yelled.

Muzan watched as Nakmie rushed to get her stuff and walk passed Muzan to go inside.

She was a strange girl.... But Muzan didn't see her as a disgusting idiot, she saw her as someone worthy of his time.

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Ok Headcanon time!

- Muzan Dresses up in his kimono a lot more than usual

- Now and forever sits next to Nakmie and threatens anyone who dare disturbs their time together

- Nakime's bag is for some reason always heavy, so Muzan carries it for her so she can hold her biwa

- Muzan is the only person she trusts with her Biwa

- But Muzan rarely holds it in fear of losing that trust

- Muzan defends her when it comes to people bullying her or forcing her to talk

- Muzan has never seen Nakime cry until this one time and it scared the living shit out of him, he knew Nakime wasn't childish so if she was crying it was for a serious reason

- Nakime eventually did calm down and Muzan started to ask a whole lot of questions that Nakime refused to answer

- Muzan didn't give up but decided to put the subject aside for now

- So instead He asked Nakime

"How would you like to take this relationship further?"

"Relationship? You mean Friendship?"

"Samething. How would you like to take this Relationship.. or in your words 'Friendship' further? What do people usually do in situation?"

" W-Well they hang-out a lot, talk to each other, have sleepovers I guess-"

"What is that? A sleepover... is it exactly what the name protrades?"

"Yeah.. or it can be just small hang outs at each other's-"

"Nakime your coming over to my establishment and I will not be taking no for an answer."

- Nakime wasn't going to say no in the first place. She finally made a friend and she'll do whatever it takes to stay friends

- Even if it meant disobeying her parents wishes

- Just like what I said in the child Muzan headcanons, you were excited to see Muzan making a new friend

- You welcomed her home as if she was your new daughter

- But you couldn't adore her for long due to the fact Muzan already had plans with her

- Yes he showed Rui to Nakmie and yes Rui likes Nakmie

- Nakmie helps Muzan reach certain items he can't reach

- He hates the fact that he's short but is thankful so he doesn't have to ask someone else to help him

- Muzan later did figure out that Nakmie wasn't being taken cared of that well at home

- Some days Nakmie would come up to him and ask if she smells bad

- Or ask if she has bruises or cuts

- Or she would straight up run up to him on the verge of tears with a broken biwa in her hands

- He didn't want his favorite and only friend taken away so he did what had to be done

- He took her to his house everyday and no one could take her away from him

- Has grown attacted to Nakmie but he doesn't even know that he has

- Nakime has grown attached to Muzan and the rest of his Family and she is well aware of that

- You stopped questioning why Muzan's always bringing Nakmie with him she's like your second daughter now

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This was so fun to do, it was so cute. Thank you so much for this ask!

Had a dream where urakara , iida , and deku all lived in the same apartment.

Urakara and iida both shared a room untill it eventually became urakara's room to herself because iida kept sleepwalking and falling asleep in the bathtub they had in their apartment.

The last post was just me saying "I can't wait for Arturo backstory content".

Kinda specific, but could you please draw Whit telling unhinged David that he's safe now?

Thanks for the request

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I'm pretty sure the child that posseses foxy canonically has glasses. (He doesn't have them in his design though) but the foxy animatronic in the graphic novel is noted to be wearing glasses.

I can't tell if it's the coloring or not though

But he looks like he has glasses for some reason.

Did you see the FNAF missing kids official designs. What's your opinion on em

oh...? i've never seen em I think...