I don't care what nationality you are. US, UK, French, German, anyone in Europe, please do me the grandest of favours and spread this around. Steal the link, make your own post, I don't care; just get it to the eyes of your viewers because if they're Canadian, I need your help.
This petition ends May 26th 2023:
What is this about?
"Whereas:
The world is becoming increasingly hostile to transgender and nonbinary individuals;
Transgender and nonbinary people's rights to live as themselves are being restricted and removed in many places;
This includes the so-called "Western democracies" which have historically been presumed safe;
The United Kingdom is revising their Equality Act to exclude trans people from its protections;
More than a dozen American states have enacted or are considering legislation eliminating or criminalizing gender-affirming care; and
Canada has prided itself on being an inclusive, tolerant, and welcoming society for everyone regardless of gender identity or gender expression.
We, the undersigned, residents of Canada, call upon the House of Commons to extend to transgender and nonbinary people the right to claim asylum in Canada by reason of eliminationist laws in their home countries, whatever country that may be."
It's better to give people an exit plan, and just hope they won't need it, then to do nothing and assume they'll be fine. Help us keep making Canada a positive place for everyone. I hope you'll sign if you're Canadian, and if you're not, I hope you'll help us make some positivity by sharing this around.
soooooo, stories gotten a little difficult to write, so for the moment have the weirdo in action(?)!
How close to the description did I get?
"Jackson Kinderlune was an odd boy. With pale skin littered in scars and callouses. Startling jungle green eyes, and moonlight silver hair that tumbled to below his chin like white rapids.
He wore a loose gray shirt that went down to his hips, and deep blue shorts that stopped just above his knee & were often confused as a skirt. The pair of dark ash boots he wore went up to just below his knees, and had a little pocket on the inside (the side of the boot that faces the other foot, not within the boot, that would be uncomfortable) of each to hold tiny snacks and his wallet. Little buttons shaped like a square, circle, and triangle (respectively) changed how much the boots way.
A small dagger sat on the outside (the side facing away from the other boot) of each boot. Designed to look as though they were a painting on the side.
A large four-pocketed backpack rested on his back at almost all times."
reblog to give warm bread to your mutuals
Okay, so, you know that au? The one where; as Apollo is battling Python in the styx, his blood becomes flowers on the riverbed? Yeah, well I had a sudden, wonderful idea, and this is what came from it.
Have Apollo/Lester (chibi style) and his styx flowers.
Close ups of the boy
decided to do both of my fixations lol (yes I count fsp and lu as two different fixations I dunno/dont care if that's weird)
Just wrighting about the original work I mentioned here:
https://randomkduck.tumblr.com/post/687054175127863296/so-um-im-contemplating-writing-a-crossover
The five rooms is a dream I had, where badically the main character (Leslie McKane) has to go through this mess of a place that has no bame or location.
Each of the rooms is preceded (is that the right word?) by a side room that has hints to what lays ahead. All except for room 1.
Room one is a blank version of the bedroom you were staying in before you were brought to the five rooms. Other than whatever shelves, bedding, and closets/cupboards it’s conpletely empty.
Room two is that of transformation. It’ll make you look as how you perceive yourself. (Trans people would be changed to look like their actual gender, thin people who still think they’re fat would gain weight, people who think they’re stronger than they actually are would become so, and so on and so forth) It’s a stupidly painful process.
The third room has giant stone toads that are blind, and eat people and hunt you tgrough sound. Trust me, you don’t wanna know what would happen if they caught you.
The fourth room is a maze with a spooky floating grimdark knife hand lady who chases you and tries to cut you to ribbons.
The final room is a pool you start out at the bottom of. With the souls of those who didn’t make it out appearing as plants that wanna be like the knife lady from room four.
If you make past all that then congrats! Your stuck floating in the ocean until someone passes by and saves you! Yay!
This was the most simple, and friendly explination I could give.
Like most of these places I come up with, it’s a place of horrors and unaliving. So yeah.
I had a dream about a little pale demon-looking boy who had a faint glow about him that made him sparkle in sunlight and made him easy to see at night. He helped out on my mom's permaculture farm by taking care of the ducks (irl there are only 6 at the moment, but in the dream there were 20 or 25), taking them down to the river and back up to do their job acting as a environmentally-safe pesticide for the crops.
He was so assiduous about his job that at one point- when a big truck was driving through and didn't seem to notice/care about the ducks in the road and was gonna run them all over -the kid rammed a car like a fucking goat to protect them, and gently explained (through writing because he was mute), to "please watch out for the ducks and sorry about your car I'll fix the dent in it."
People put a "ducks crossing" signs along the side of the road to mark where on the road between the river and driveway to the permaculture farm he would travel almost daily with the ducks. To prevent future accidents.
He was the cutest little duck shepherd he even had a little spiraly crooked staff that he used to give the ducks a boost if they needed one while walking up the hill and would use to to heard them in the right direction. He even had a whistle that would call them over to him and a whistle that he used to say "danger, don't walk further!" and he didn't even work for money, just head pats and homemade bread. He lived in the little play-shack we have on the hill and helped mom with farm-chores but was scared of the dogs because they were big and he was worried they would thing his tail was a play-thing and bite it.
... I'm gonna draw him. I need more people to see this cute little pale moonlit baby that took on a car just fine but is scared to take on a dog.
headcanon that Shadow naturally stays the same height as when he was twelve when not effected by his own magic, so if a spell that nullifies all magic for 24 hrs is cast on his he then has to deal with short jokes.
He doesn't regress, he looks whatever age he is when this happens. He's just short.
(d-eh-ss-air-eh-ben, d-ell-nn, r-ehh-tay-yes-may) "To live immpossibly."
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