As Someone Who Did Protest In 2020 And 2022 It Makes My Blood Boil When People Say We Need To Protest

As someone who did protest in 2020 and 2022 it makes my blood boil when people say we need to protest like the French. We did!!! And the police tried to kill us and everyone else decided that we were thugs and terrorists.

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Mayhaps for pussy now? 👀👀

dick makes people mentally ill. dick havers, dick wannabes and dick lovers are all insane. it's like toxoplasmosis, you have compulsive need to defend and push and worship dicks all the time and spead your dick mania to everywhere you go.

this seems rational and grounded in empirical evidence

(fun question, no jab intended) Why F.E.I. didn't give criptid hunter yn a bazooka? I mean, sure crossbow is snuzzy and silent but you don't need silver and wood thing to obliterate a vampire with bazooka. The werewolf episode could be ended in minutes. I'm pretty sure some of the older criptids are only considered invincible because people didn't have grenades, rocket launchers and mines 500 years ago.

Now, that would make the Bois revelation much more dramatic hhhhcjchxkcj

I'm curious if demons know about bazookas

Sun/Moon: We are a cryptid.

Y/N: (calmly loading bazooka) Shame.

READ IT ITS GOOD I SWEAR

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Five Nights at Freddy’s Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Moon & Sun (Five Nights at Freddy’s), Moon (Five Nights at Freddy’s)/Reader, Moon/Sun (Five Nights at Freddy’s)/Reader, Sun (Five Nights at Freddy’s)/Reader, Moon/Sun (Five Nights at Freddy’s) Characters: Moon (Five Nights at Freddy’s), Sun (Five Nights at Freddy’s), Reader Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Merpeople, Shipwrecks, non-canon-typical violence, thats a suprise tool that will help us later, Reader-Insert, Robot/Human Relationships, Queer platonic relationships, gender neutral reader, Alternate Universe, can be read as platonic or romantic, Mer!Sun - Freeform, Mer!Moon - Freeform, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:

The first forty-eight hours of a missing persons case are crucial. Every passing moment is another drop in the chances of being found. People often talk about how important it is to stay calm and spread out, consider every possible lead, leave no stone unturned. They never talked about what you were supposed to do when you were the one missing.

aka a reader insert fic where everyone is having a terrible no good day and are stuck on the same desolate patch of land together. At least your cage is larger than his.

LOOK HOW BEAUTIFUL THIS IS ITS AMAZING!

You're going to need something better than an enchanted diamond sword.

Woe Enderdragon Eclipse design for my DCA x Minecraft AU. Took me a while but here he is. I'm thinking maybe you don't have to defeat him to get the portal back to the surface, maybe if he likes you enough he'll just summon one for you. Or kill you. There's that too.

I planned on fully coloring/painting him but I think the whole dark and vague design so just pretend he's in some really sick ebony burnt ebony end scaled armor or something.

My Blaze King! Sun and Warden! Moon are here

Ngl this hurt my soul a little bit

Hanahaki Headcanons

Because I like making readers hurt.

Leona Kingscholar

You knew from the start that this wouldn't end well. The first orange lily petal emerged from between your lips and a feeling of dread washed over you.

"Henchman, what's that? A flower petal? Where'd you even get that?" Grim asks as you walk through the cafeteria.

He tried not to stop you as you walked by despite the urge to do so.

"Ah, just spotted it on the way out of Crewel's class. Thought it was a pretty color. It had just fallen off the lily plant."

Leona was impressed with how easily you could lie about it. Crewel didn't keep any larger plants like lillies in his classroom.

But what really got his mind going was: why did you have to lie? What was the real deal with that flower petal?

He wouldn't admit to (stalking) following you around to find out what was going on with you.

He wouldnt have had to if you joined him for the occasional nap in the afternoon like you used to.

It was a study session in Ramshackle that tipped him off to something seriously being wrong. As Jack attended that, he couldn't exactly keep tabs.

However, when Jack returned to Savanaclaw, he clearly seemed to be in some distress.

He questioned his demeanor and the first year was forthcoming with his response.

"... I'm not sure what they have, but the prefect is sick. They had a coughing fit and excused themselves to the bathroom. When they came back, I could smell blood."

Leona ground his teeth. He'd have to check, but if his assumptions were right…

That first petal he heard of appeared almost 8 weeks ago.

He spent the night pacing. He was unsure of what to do for once. There was a chance you could be fixed.

… there was the chance you wouldn't be.

And the chance you couldn't be.

None of this would do.

He looked at the clock and saw it was almost 1am.

Leona growled before shoving off from his bed, not bothering to make less noise as he left to go to Ramshackle.

It took a couple minutes of waiting but the look on your face confirmed it.

"L-Leona? It's one am. What's your deal?"

"My deal? You're the one trying to make yourself a goddamn martyr."

Your coughs steadily grow worse.

"Martyr? Leona, what-?"

"The lily petals. The coughing. If you don't get treatment in the next month, y-"

"I have a surgery date. I don't-"

It was getting hard to breathe. Leona watched as you struggled, his expression unreadable.

"Damn it, Herbivore. You... you don't need to fix everything yourself, you know?"