Me Reading Another Person's Writing: Oh They Missed A Period There, No Worries Mistakes Happen :) Three

Gonna gargle it

I wasn't done yet

Do you know? Do you know how Painful it is? To come onto this lil fucker of a site? And see every and all things 🍁Fall🍁 and 🎃Halloween🎃. While loving the thought and concept of those things. And never having experienced it and probs never will, bc I live in the CARIBBEAN WHERE ALL WE HAVE IS THE SCORCHING SUN OR POURING RAIN AND WE DON'T CELEBRATE HALLOWEEN !?!?!?!

THE MOST WE GET ARE HALLOWEEN COSTUME PARTIES THAT ARE THE EXACT SAME AS REGULAR PARTIES HERE BUT DRESSED A LIL EXTRA AND SOMETIMES A HAUNTED HOUSE

AND YEAH THEY'RE FUN BUT I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO GO TRICK OR TREATING DAMMIT

BUT NO. THE CLOSEST THING IS SITTING AND WATCHING OLD HALLOWEEN DISNEY MOVIES

AND APPARENTLY IN THE RICHER PART OF MY COUNTRY WHERE A FEW WHITE PPL MIGHT'VE MOVED HERE, THEY HAVE LIL TRICK OR TREAT THINGS FOR THE NEIGHBORHOOD KIDS??? BUT ALSO IT'S TOO MF DANGEROUS TO DO THAT ANYWHERE ELSE SO WHAT CAN I DO BUT SOB INTO MY PILLOW!?!?

THIS IS MY THOUGHT PROCESS EVERY MF YEAR BC I JUST LOOK AT STUFF ONLINE AND SIGH WISTFULLY BC I'M NEVER EXPERIENCING THAT.

MY TIME IS UP.

IK PPL ARE GONNA SAY IT'S NEVER TO LATE BUT I WANTED TO DO IT WHEN I WAS A CHILD TOO DAMMIT

Anyways, Happy October ✌🏾🎃

Plzzzzz I need him so if bad

"you only find sukuna attractive because he's in yuji's bod-"

LIEEEEESSSS

HAVE YALL SEEN THIS MAN?????

HIS TRUE FORM IS ONE OF THE YUMMEST, HOTTEST THINGS I'VE SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE, FOUR ARMS, TWO MOUTHS, TWO COCKS, 7 FEET OF PURE MUSCLE, HIS LETHAL FACE CARD AND YOU COME HERE AND HAVE THE AUDACITY TO TELL ME I ONLY FIND HIM ATTRACTIVE BECAUSE HE'S IN YUJI'S BODY???

PUH-LEASE I'M A TOTAL FREAK FOR THIS MAN, PUT ME AND HIM IN A ROOM TOGETHER AND ONE OF US IS COMING OUT PREGNANT AND IT AINT GONNA BE MEE

HE'S NOT A HEAR ME OUT, HE'S A HOLD ME BACK!!!!!

Just finished my aizawa fan art !! im so happy TwT!!!!

Me with my recent fic 😔

.....and those that are in the works....I think Imma go for a walk tmr...

You ever read/write something so freaky that you just need to reconnect with nature and reevaluate your life’s purpose??

Since I’m not seeing many posts about what’s happening in Venezuela, I will make one myself. Please do not turn a blind eye to their ongoing crisis.

First I will put you into context, please note that all this information is taken from posts, threads and statements made by Venezuelans so I will hyperlink each one of my sources.

From 2002 to 2013, Hugo Chávez was the president of Venezuela. Not only did he ruin the country’s economy, imprison people and remove liberty of speech in the country, but he also changed the constitution, allowing unlimited reelection. His regime became a dictatorship disguised as a democracy. Here’s an entire page about this period. (And you can read more searching “chavismo”)

After his death in 2013, Nicolás Maduro took the presidency. Venezuelans started protesting and, as a response, they were repressed and killed, universities were burned down and Venezuela became massively poor, people lacked basic needs (supermarkets were empty, increasing famine and malnutrition), hospitals lacked resources and, consequently, illnesses spread and infant mortality rates increased severely.

This Sunday, July 28th, 2024, elections were held and Venezuelans voted for Edmundo González to be the next president of the country. Exit polls expected him to win the elections.

Later, the revealed results were that Maduro had won with the 51,2% votes, while Edmundo González had only 44,2%. But, as of right now, already 75% of the electoral records confirm that Edmundo González was, in fact, the chosen candidate, meaning that Maduro once again cheated on the elections. This is electoral fraud. This is not a democracy, this is a dictatorship.

Now, Venezuelans are protesting and the government are once again repressing them. Civilians are being persecuted, attacked and killed. Innocent people are being arrested. The government is cutting their communication and are planning on cutting the electricity next.

I urge you to check this thread on Twitter by @/postmortemria. Her account is full of information about Venezuela and their crisis, please check her posts and share them to spread the voice. Try to raise Venezuelans’ voices and donate to them if you can.

At the moment, there aren’t many ways to help other than speaking up, but under this tweet you can find many talented artists and commissions are their way to make some money to pay for basic human needs. If you can, think about commissioning a piece or donating to them.

In addition, here’s another tweet with information to donate to the people affected in the protests. They’re in desperate need of assistance so anything can help.

❤️❤️❤️

URGENT HELP PLEADED FOR PLEASE HELP SAVE A LIFE BY DONATING AND SHARING

I'm Emmily from gaza I'msufferingfrombraincancer. I was diagnosed with this type of cancer two and ahalf years ago.

Being that i have exhausted limitted medical facilities in gaza. My family knew that my best chances of survival are localised in the boarders of Egypt. This journey if fought by several challenges,financial aid being the major one. I hereby request and call for your help,through donations and sharing to help me achieve my goal. Any little donations you make will be greatly appreciated and will have a positive impact on my life

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No bc I fr paced up and down my room, phone in hand with the draft open on ao3, just physically unable to press the post button for like a good 10 mins with a mantra of "Should I really post this shit??" Bc 1, it's my first ever fic, and 2, it was based around a recent heartbreak, so I was sweating, but then I ended up overthinking to the point of having yet another existential crisis of "who tf cares, I am a spec in this vast, unending universe and we're all gonna die one day." So I was like "Fuck it.", posted it, turned of my phone and took a nap lol

After that, it was easier :)

i get so happy when people that are new to fanfic writing, or just writing in general, post their work on ao3. despite their doubts, despite their fear of something so personal and vulnerable being perceived, they still press that button, and i turn into the equivalent to a proud mom cheering on the sidelines. like yes! you did that! your work is worth seeing! you deserve to share your passion for and be part of a community! i’m so proud of you!

“i don’t get you,” sukuna mutters, arms resting on his knees as he stares at your cat, who sits primly on the floor, tail flicking lazily. “you’re small. your head is tiny. you have no claws worth a damn, and yet you strut around like you own this place.”

your cat blinks at him slowly. the audacity.

“oh, so now you’re being mysterious? yeah, real intimidating, runt,” sukuna scoffs, leaning in. “tell me, why the hell do you scream at five in the morning for no reason?”

your cat meows. sukuna nods, as if that was an actual answer.

“nah, i don’t buy it. i know when someone’s bullshitting me.” he strokes his chin, as if deep in thought. “and what’s with the scratching? you have a whole damn tree to tear up, but no, it’s gotta be the couch, huh? or my chair. my throne in this shitty modern world.”

your cat remains utterly unfazed, licking a paw and dragging it over its ear. sukuna clicks his tongue in frustration.

“you think you’re untouchable. you think you can do whatever you want just ‘cause you’re small and cute?” he narrows his eyes. “you remind me of someone.”

you narrow your eyes right back from your hiding spot behind the doorway. excuse me?

but sukuna is too deep in his investigation to notice. he gestures toward your phone lying face-down on the table. “and what’s with you and cameras huh? every time there’s a flash, you go feral. you act like you’re being dragged to hell.”

your cat’s ears twitch. a clear tell.

“ohhhh,” sukuna smirks, leaning in like he’s caught onto something juicy. “what, you got a dark past? you some kinda criminal? don’t want your face out there ‘cause you’re on a hit list?”

the cat swipes at sukuna’s knee, and he actually pulls back with a scoff. “oi, don’t get violent with me, brat. i asked a simple question.”

you have to bite your lip to keep from laughing.

“i should make you my disciple,” sukuna suddenly muses, tilting his head as he assesses the feline before him. “you got the attitude down. the little mind games. yeah… you could be something great.”

your cat sneezes.

sukuna frowns, as if personally offended. “...you’re turning down my offer? just like that?”

he sits back with a dramatic sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “unbelievable. you’re worse than your owner.”

excuse me again???

before you can march in and object, your cat gets up, stretches leisurely, and then—just to really assert dominance—turns around and sticks its tail right in sukuna’s face before trotting off.

he stares after it, jaw clenched, eye twitching.

“…i’m gonna eat it.”

you finally lose the battle against your laughter.