I was getting some things for a meme and??? Wh???
a doot doot would make my day 😳
every single person who reblogs this
every
single
person
will get “doot doot” in their ask box
got called an antisemite for supporting palestine today, it’s honestly disgusting how people can guiltrip you for not supporting a genocide
little ikevamp mc doodle in her nun outfit :3
faust's route is currently very wild !! honestly not liking the direction !!
(edit: forgot to add blush + hair things :])
It is no secret that Israel attacks the most vulnerable and will do so by any means. The truth is in everyone's face yet so many people refuse to see this as a genocide.
I just bought Faust's birthday story and imoslalallalalamsmmsmsmsmsmsnkekekekekeo
I'm sorry I'm dead i just ☠️✌️
can it bad apple tho?
Wind display - painted plastic plates blowing in the wind. Made by Dušan Váňa in 2015. h/t: Ailadi
Guys, I’m not kidding.
Suicide-baiting, cyberharassmemt, cyberstalking, death/rape threats, and hate speech are illegal in all 50 states as well as Australia and the UK.
Some places include school suspension or expels. Some even include jail time for multiple years.
And yes, they can find someone by username or IP alone.
Also, yes. There are methods of catching someone’s IP. Even under a VPN.
So.
Next time you get hit with anon hate?
Casually remind them you can very easily take this to the next level. And they can earn jail time while you lay back in your chair, having saved yourself and everyone else from a violent criminal.
Make sure they learn that.
(Just in case there’s a “the police wouldn’t do that” - Yes. They absolutely would.
Or a “I can handle it.” No. That person will continue to harass others as well. And one of them may not be as strong as you. So do it for them and everyone else.
Or a “It’s not that severe.” Yes. It is. People have died because of this. It really is that severe.)
Take action. And make sure the lives of these bullies are truly wrecked.
can you write amane and big sibling reader making paper pals together (。・ω・。)ノ♡
The universe was against me writing this cute drabble, however my fragile ego was dependent on finishing this and 🍁 was my cheerleader the whole way through .
WC: 567 | I'm an Ao3er at heart, I love writing like my life is on the line
When you arrived home that night, Amane greeted you with a large smile.
Usually, Amane would be asleep by the time you get home as you get off work late at night. Either something was wrong or Amane wanted something from you. “Aren’t you up a little late? You still have school tomorrow, no?”
Amane’s grin became larger and brighter, “I was waiting to get paper pals with you!” She takes out a paper pal from behind your back. “I made one already because I got bored waiting for you, but now we can make one together!”
“I see, well, let me put my stuff down and I’ll meet you at the table.” You walk into the apartment and place your bag down by the plant resting beside the couch. Amane walks over to a messy table full with glue, colored construction paper and pencils, and lots of paper plates.
“It seems someone was careless” You organize the table in a more orderly fashion, “Couldn’t you have put everything together instead of all over the place?”
Amane frowned, “I was rushing, I thought you’d be home sooner.” She takes a plate and a black colored pencil, “I don’t have to teach you how to make a paper pal, right?” You shake your head and pick up purple construction paper and a pair of scissors.
You look around the table looking for a ruler, “Do you know where our ruler went?” Amane pointed to the kitchen drawer left in the fridge, “Thank you.”
You walk over to the small, yet cluttered, kitchen and grab the ruler. You return back to the table, and start drawing and cutting out the legs and arms. Then, you fold the pieces of paper into even squares before flatting the paper, leaving it off to the side.
Meanwhile, Amane is taking her time creating the face of her paper pal. A variety of blues, purples, pinks, and reds by her side. “Woah, your legs and arms are so even. Cut mine too!” as she hands you light blue construction paper before you’re able to reply.
You take the paper and start carefully lining the ruler making straight lines. You fold the paper and start cutting along the creases. “You can fold the paper into squares, can’t you?”
“I mean, I can, but I like how even and nice yours look,” Amane looks up at you with puppy dog eyes, “Please? Just for me?”
You sigh and start folding the blue paper into even squares while Amane starts gluing paper plates together, creating the bodies of the paper pals. When you finish folding up the papers, Amane takes them and starts lining them up and gluing. Soon enough, the two of you have a pair of paper pals.
“Yours is kinda ugly Y/N,” she giggles, picking up the paper pals and running to her room.
You sit up and run after her, “Hey! Wait up!” Walking through the door to Amane’s room, you find that she’s putting up the paper pals right above her bed neatly next to her photo board.
“Maybe yours isn’t that ugly after all,” she smiles, “Though now I’m kinda tired, I’m gonna go to bed.” Amane pushes you out the room and shuts the door in a swift motion right as you tell her goodnight. You start walking to your room and start getting ready for bed.
“What a fun thing to come home to.” You turn off your light and the apartment fells into a peaceful sleep.