Vote vote vote vote vote vote vote vote
Have you voted yet? No? Do it. Don’t let your children/nieces or nephews/whatever look up at you and see someone who did nothing. Let them see someone who did what they could.
If your parents haven’t voted, bite at their ankles. Bite at everyone’s ankles. Become the national ankle biter, just get a someone to vote.
The polls don’t matter. Whether you’ re in a swing state or not doesn’t matter. Go vote please if someone send me proof they voted (the sticker) I’ll post the next chapter of Saiki Kusuo and the Olympians a little bit early. I’ll post a really cute picture of a frog I stole if 5 people reblog w/ an I Voted sticker that hasn’t been worn yet.
Vote vote vote vote please I can’t do shit I’m a minor only 80,000 votes made a difference last year
I don’t have a wig holder
Do you like me?
Yes Yes
Reita smiled proudly at the new note in his hand, glancing at the new girl in class. She had short, ebony hair and a permanent frown on her face that would be a off-putting to anyone that was less desperate.
He sauntered over to her desk, leaning casually on the wood. "This is for you," he said, slipping it in front of her before he strode away.
And promptly tripped over an invisible force.
His heart sank, glancing up to see the girl staring at him, a familiar smirk glittering in her usually-purple eyes.
I'M SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE OH MY LORD WRITER'S BLOCK HIT ME LIKE A BRICK SAIKO'S SHOULD BE OUT EVENTUALLY
part 1
part 2
part 3
not really proud of this one, but the art is pretty so it gets posted
needed to get this idea out of my nervous system
the sudden urge to write a romance about the sweet little blorbos in your head even though you can't write kissing for shit
I can't decide what to write rn.
I’ll reblog w/ the link.
Oh no oh no I don’t like this at all
Kamala please pull through please