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Might have been done before but silly tag game. Who is prev's blorbo?

From Allay, to Vex

Poem-tober day 1: Vex

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I don’t like what they did to you Pulled you so thin that walls mean nothing And left you solid enough to feel pain I don’t think you like what they did, either

They put a sword in your hand and bid you kill for them They do not bid you to die for them That is a given; there is no choice to live Even when the sword is gone, you still fight; you still die

I am scared of you Which I guess is what they want But I am not scared in the way they want I am scared of [what they have done to] you

You do not know me I think you did, once Back when you knew yourself beyond violence And we danced to the same simple songs

They call to me after the way they call to you Our names not for us, but how they use us Yours to distress, to worry, to fear Mine to calm, to alleviate, to help

I am bound to follow, as you are; it is our nature Though my fate is far more benign Simply to carry, to throw, to sort And to dance for their amusement by the music box

What you have become seems happy with its fate And I wish I could share that joy Even if I don’t understand why they hurt you so It should be enough to know you died laughing

But I wonder If anyone ever plays music for you The discs spin and they sound like love Like life, and the songs we used to know

If you heard one now, would you dance? Or have you forgotten how? If you must go, I wish you could go out dancing I will sing for you anyways

pleaase PLEEAAAASSSEEEEEEE

someday i will finish my dsmp royal au and share it with the 3 people still involved in the dsmp fandom (/j). someday...

soul eater cupid n bones because i wanna draw more flashy outfits and cool weapons [bones belongs to @racheldrawsthis]

*flirtatiously* die horribly in this time loop often?

It's been a while

An assortment of doodles for the wait

Hi, I hope you're doing well. I'm writing to you with a heavy heart and an urgent request for help. My family is in a very danger situation due to the ongoing war, and I've launched a GoFundMe campaign to save them. Could you please reblog my campaign post from my profile? Each share could be a lifeline for my family. 🙏 Feel free to share it in any other social media platform if you would like. Our campaign has been verified ⭐️ by operation olive branch, and is entry number 26 on their spreadsheet. Also with ⭐️ Project watermelon,line 249/(212) on their spreadsheet. From the bottom of my heart I want to thank you in advance for all of your support and kindness.

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So, okay, fun fact. When I was a freshman in high school… let me preface by saying my dad sent me to a private school and, like a bad organ transplant, it didn’t take. I was miserable, the student body hated me, I hated them, it was awful.

Okay, so, freshman year, I’m deep in my “everything sucks and I’m stuck with these assholes” mentality. My English teacher was a notorious hard-ass, let’s call him Mr. Hargrove. He was the guy every student prayed they didn’t get. And, on top of ALL OF THE SHIT I WAS ALREADY DEALING WITH, I had him for English.

One of the laborious assignments he gave us was to keep a daily journal. Daily! Not monthly or weekly. Fucking daily. Handwritten. And we had to turn it in every quarter and he fucking graded us. He graded us on a fucking journal.

All of my classmates wrote shit like what they did that day or whatever. But, I did not. No, sir. I decided to give the ol’ middle finger to the assignment and do my own shit.

So, for my daily journal entries, over the course of an entire year, I wrote a serialized story about a horde of man-eating slugs that invaded a small mining town. It was graphic, it was ridiculous, it was an epic feat of rebellion.

And Mr. Hargrove loved it.

It wasn’t just the journal. Every assignment he gave us, I tried to shit all over it. Every reading assignment, everyone gushed about how good it was, but I always had a negative take. Every writing assignment, people wrote boring prose, but I wrote cheesy limericks or pulp horror stories.

Then, one day, he read one of my essays to the class as an example of good writing. When a fellow student asked who wrote it, he said, “Some pipsqueak.”

And that’s when I had a revelation. He wanted to fight. And since all the other students were trying to kiss his ass, I was his only challenger.

Mr. Hargrove and I went head-to-head on every assignment, every conversation, every fucking thing. And he ate it up. And so did I.

One day, he read us a column from the Washington Post and asked the class what was wrong with it. Everyone chimed in with their dumbass takes, but I was the one who landed on Mr. Hargrove’s complaint: The reporter had BRAZENLY added the suffix “ize” to a verb.

That night I wrote a jokey letter to the reporter calling him out on the offense in which I added “ize” to every single verb. I gave it to Mr. Hargrove, who by then had become a friendly adversary, for a chuckle and he SENT IT TO THE REPORTER.

And, people… The reporter wrote back. And he said I was an exceptional student. Mr. Hargrove and I had a giggle about that because we both knew I was just being an asshole, but he and the reporter acknowledged I had a point.

And that was it. That was the moment. Not THAT EXACT moment, but that year with Mr. Hargrove taught me I had a knack for writing. And that knack was based in saying “fuck you” to authority. (The irony that someone in a position of authority helped me realize that is not lost on me.)

So, I can say without qualification that Mr. Hargrove is the reason I am now a professional writer. Yes, I do it for a living. And most of my stuff takes authorities of one kind or another to task.

Mr. Hargrove showed me my dissent was valid, my rebellion was righteous, and that killer slugs could bring a city to its knees. Someone just needs to write it.

Hello, I am Bilal from Gaza 🍉🖐After nearly 150 days, we were forced to leave Gaza after the war destroyed everything around us, leaving behind a homeland, a home, and unforgettable memories. Every day we lived under the bombardment was a struggle for survival, and the hardest decision was when we had to look for safety elsewhere. Egypt was our destination, and although the conditions here seemed like a lifeline, the challenges we faced were no less difficult than those we left in Gaza.

The situation here in Egypt is complicated; we live with some family members, but life is far from stable. The conditions are difficult, whether in terms of the high cost of living or psychological instability. The biggest challenge we face now is the legal status; we live without a residence permit, which further complicates matters. Every day we live surrounded by fear and anxiety, and without official papers, it is difficult for us to find work or continue living normally.

Despite all these challenges, we have not lost hope in achieving our goal, which is to raise 5,500 pounds sterling to achieve financial stability that will help us start over. Thanks to the support of our friends, we are close to achieving this short-term goal, with just under £100 left. This small amount could be the difference between continuing in these difficult circumstances and moving on to a better life.

Every small step towards our goal brings us closer to the security and stability we seek. You can find out more and support us via the link https://gofund.me/ba5b76e9

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Hi 👋, My name is Mohammad, and I’m reaching out in a moment of desperate need. I’m a father of three young children living in Gaza, and we are caught in the midst of a catastrophic war. Our home is no longer a safe haven, and the future here seems increasingly uncertain. 💔

I’ve launched a fundraising campaign with the goal of raising $40,000 to relocate my family to a safer place where my children can grow up in peace and have a chance at a brighter future. 🕊️🇵🇸

Unfortunately, my previous fundraising efforts were abruptly halted when my account was terminated without explanation. However, I remain determined to keep fighting for my family’s safety and well-being. 🫶

If you could take a moment to read our story, consider donating, or simply share our campaign with others, it would make an incredible difference. Every act of kindness, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to safety and a new beginning. 🙏

Thank you for your time, compassion, and support. ❤

https://gofund.me/fd1faea2 🔗

Please help out!!

too little too late

You ever just realized how lucky you are that you did that weird thing that led to you being friends with the people you are friends with?

i love you im glad you exist im so happy you’re alive

filipina miku!! my mom helped me with her outfit ^_^

reblog & put an inside joke in the tags

this sucks so bad i'm gonna (remembers suicide jokes are harmful for my mental health) replace myself

It's been too long, here's another batch of beddie [guy with the shades belongs to @racheldrawsthis]

Ok so my kid had an ear infection, right? As kids often do.

The doctor scraped out a bit of earwax to have a better look inside.

I was sent a bill for $200 PER EAR for this 5 second procedure which I did not give permission for them to do.

That was key- they did not ASK me if they could do this "procedure". And, as I OWN a medical practice (it's me. The medical practice is me, sitting in my house on video calls) I knew to call them when this bill came in to be like "You did not obtain informed consent for this procedure, and it was not en emergency procedure. You had full ability to gain my consent and didn't. I'm not paying."

And the massive hospital who owned the bill said "yuh-huh you do have to pay."

And I said "I own a practice. I know these laws. I do not owe you money for this."

And they conducted an "internal review" and SURPRISE! Decided I totally owed them money and they had never done anything wrong ever.

And so I called my state's Attorney General office, and explained the situation because, as I mentioned, I know the law. The AG got in touch within a couple days to say they were taking the case and would send the massive hospital conglomerate a knock it off, guys letter.

Lo and Behold, today I have a letter where said hospital graciously has agreed to forfeit the payment.

"How not to get screwed over by companies" should be part of civics class.

Know your rights and know who to call when they're infringed on. This whole process cost me $0 and honestly less effort than I would have expected.

May this knowledge find its way to someone else who can use it.

ppl talk about the difficulty of writing characters smarter than yourself, but the real challenge is writing a character who is funnier than you are

got told at lunch "you feel like Tumblr Incarnate" and i had to tell them i've been here for 13 years and counting. i was here three years before dashcon happened. i saw the mishapocalypse. i survived the gigapause. i've been here longer than the shoelaces post. i've been here since it was hipsters versus fandom and i played both sides extensively by overdoing the sepia filters on everything and making my own flashing galaxy gif edits for my fandom posts. i'm every tumblr. it's all in me

You ever think about how Undertale uses Flowey to break the 4th wall, without actually breaking the 4th wall? The game merely imitates the vocabulary of 4th wall breaks...

...through the words of a grieving boy who just wants his best friend back

That's why the fallen human is essentially our "role" in the story. That's why Flowey is set up as a player parallel. From beginning to end, this was always a story about Asriel and Chara. In Undertale's story, the role of "player" is, metanarratively, the role of a ghost.

That's why the plot is so heavily character driven. That's why progress is marked by helping people move on from the past. That's why the game ends (and can only truly end) by asking us to let go.

It's a ghost story. It's all a fucking ghost story.

sonic the hedgehog is a better autism symbol than the puzzle piece I'm right.

The duality of man is thinking “children cannot help themselves and we all need to be patient with them as they explore what it means to be human in public” and also “damn, I wish this crying baby was not on the plane rn :/“

Me when I remember something I said ages ago that was wrong or my values no longer align with

there's this character dynamic that's not necessarily enemies to lovers, where one or both parties don't initially respect or trust the other person in much the same way that a feral animal sees anyone who tries to approach it first as a threat that's like cocaine to me

sometimes my Beloved Mutuals will rb a post about a certain character archetype and i will have to physically restrain myself from saying “yeah you would say that wouldn’t you”

part of what makes tragedies tragic is the story being preventable from the outside but unpreventable from the inside

new hyperfixation: investigrave games

im obsessed with them

I don't wanna @ anyone because I understand how fast things seem to move in today's landscape of streaming shows dropping entire seasons in one day, and networks pumping out new series constantly to try to attract more subscribers with no intent to actually maintain those shows over time but I just saw someone self-deprecatingly lament that they are still thinking about a show that ended almost a year ago, making fan art and playlists for it, and I want to be very clear:

you can still create fanworks when it comes to old media!! PLEASE do!! there are always going to be new fans who will appreciate it, and veteran fans who are dying for new content and new perspectives. also, less than a year is NOTHING. the original Star Trek series was on TV six decades ago and there are still people losing their minds over it, writing stories and reblogging gifsets daily, and that's only one example.

a fandom lasts as long as there are people who love a thing, even if it's only a handful of people. love what you love and write and draw and make gifs and playlists about it!

TMA + TMAGP Calendar

Do you share a birthday with a paranormal event? (Or at least, the day it was reported?) Find out here!

This calendar contains the date of every statement logged at the Magnus Institute, London AND every incident (as of the current TMAGP releases) recorded at the OIAR. It will be updated with each new release! Events start appearing in 2025.

It should be spoiler free as no episode descriptions are given, just the episode numbers and titles.