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PSA

Do NOT buy, or receive products, from TTD contacts. 

A girl from Tik Tok recently posted a video, informing people about the contacts.

They damaged one of her corneas and she had to wear an eyepatch, and avoid taking a shower in case the eye gets damaged due to shower products [soap and shit like that]. Her cornea is fine, but her vision is all blurry.

Do you know what this company did? They offered her more free contacts. Do you know how fucking ridiculous that is?

Their customer service is also horrid. Feel free to look them up; you will not like the shit you see. 

If you are a Canadian and an avid contact wearer, I recommend CoolContacts.ca. They have much better results, and their customer service is excellent. I have no idea if they ship outside of Canada. They have pretty wicked deals as well;

Feel free to add more reliable sites for those outside of Canada, or just a good site in general. 

Video is here. Spread this if you can; they are giving out products for reviews. Do NOT let these touch your eyes.

PSA over.

hey folks who don't have food allergies:

please remember that it is possible to cross contaminate dishes if you use the same utensils between dishes. so say if you have a dish of pasta and a dish of beans (a common allergen) and you use a single spoon to dish both out, congrats the pasta is now contaminated with allergens. I know, it doesn’t seem like it could be dangerous but it only takes a little bit to set off an allergic reaction for some people.

reblog to save a life, plz.

Happy birthday!! ❤️❤️❤️

today, July 23rd, is my birthday 💕 if you want to gift me something, just share this post! also you can donate me on ko-fi.com/arucarrd and I’ll be super happy too.

💙 love you!

Why are we silent???

If you’re European, in a couple of weeks you will be denied any and all access to fandom contents on Tumblr and everywhere else on the internet. Here’s why.

On June, 20th the JURI of European Parliament approved of the articles 11 and 13 of the new Copyright Law. These articles are also known as the “Link Tax” and the “Censorship Machines” articles.

Articles 13 in particular forces every internet platform to filter all the contents we upload online, ending once and for all the fandom culture. Which means you won’t be able to upload any type of fandom works like fan arts, fan fictions, gif sets from your favourite films and series, edits, because it’s all copyrighted material. And you won’t also be able to share, enjoy or download other’s contents, because the use of links will be completely restricted.

But not everything’s lost yet. There’s another round of voting scheduled for the early days of July.

What you can do now to save our internet, is to share these informations with all of your family members and friends, and to ask to your MEP (the members of the European Parliament from your country) to vote NO at the next round, to vote against articles 11 and 13.

Here you can find more news and all the details to contact your MEP:

https://saveyourinternet.eu

Also, sign and share this petition:

https://www.change.org/p/european-parliament-stop-the-censorship-machinery-save-the-internet?recruiter=50668942&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=twitter&utm_campaign=psf_combo_share_initial

We have just a couple of weeks to stop this complete madness, don’t let them dictating the way we enjoy our internet.

#SaveYourInternet now!

how to fucking flag pedophiles

call me the fucking ~internet police~ BUT I DIDN’T KNOW UNTIL TODAY THAT THERE’S LITERALLY A COMMUNITY OF “PEDOPHILE POSITIVITY” ON THIS HELLSITE

THERE ARE PEOPLE OPENLY ADMITTING THAT THEY ARE ATTRACTED TO CHILDREN/CONSUMING CHILD PORN ON THIS WEBSITE!?!??! THERE’S 13 YEAR OLDS ON HERE!!!

so my dudes, how to flag “maps” (minor attracted people aka pedophiles)

1. click “flag this blog”

2. click “this violates tumblr’s community guildlines”

3. click “someone is at risk of harm”

4. click “harm to minors”

5. type “pedophile” in the box

Hey. My ex girlfriend is dying from cancer.

Her treatment has failed and she can’t afford it. I give her every cent I can spare, but I’m broke too. Her prescription is only 250$ for a 3month supply, and I’ve already given her 150$. Will you please spare a few bucks to help her afford her pain meds?

paypal.me/meagansreed

If you cant give anything, please spread this around. I am begging you. Please help the girl I love afford the medication she needs in order to function. That’s her own PayPal, not mine, by the way. Please.

Discord

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Hi everyone!

Are you Outlast fans? Would you like to talk about your own headcanon and your theories or to share your fanarts and your writings about one of the scariest game of the last few years? If so, you're in the right place! 😄 In fact, in our Discord server, you can simply express yourselves and share your love for Outlast and other horror games! ** You can even send us your works about other topics (in the respective section, of course) and so much more! ^^

If you're interested, join us and I hope you'll have fun! :D

P.S: if you join the server, please respect the following rules:

1. Everyone go to Introduction Page to introduce themselves and list your preferred pronouns;

2. Please respect everyone and their boundaries;

3. Even if you are underage please behave yourself. Do not use your young age to act inappropriately to other members. This also applies to people 20+. No bossing;

4. If there is any disputes please contact Admin to act as peacemaker don't start screaming or shouting in chat especially voice channel;

5. Role Play Writing is between you and members so know what they like and dislike before getting into it. Please do not start fights on it;

6. Complex topics can be discussed but do not talk about national or international politics if there is a chance of a fight. DON'T.;

7. People's religions, ethnicity, sexual orientation, sexuality, race, sex and gender MUST BE RESPECTED AT ALL TIMES. NO HOMOPHOBIA, RACISM, ANTI-SEMITISM, SEXISM, ISLAMAPHOBIA OR ANYTHING OF THAT SORT;

8. Private conversations between you and admin and even members must be respected. Please do not go around telling of said conversations that has transpired in DM. This breeds discontent and is a violation of privacy of parties involved;

9. Have fun talk about games and anime;

10. FURTHERMORE THIS SERVER DOES NOT TOLERATE MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF DRAMA. BE WARNED. YOU MAY BE GIVEN A TIME OUT, SUSPENSION OR BAN IF YOU INSTIGATE FIGHTS BETWEEN OTHER MEMBERS AND ADMINS.

An Open Letter to Tumblr about the Adult Content Ban and How it is Hurting Your Users:

Recently, Tumblr was removed from the Apple app store due to an incident involving child pornography. This incident is incredibly unfortunate, but it doesn’t stand alone. Tumblr was also removed from the app store due to the large influx of porn bots and pornographic spam, users claiming to be proud to be pedophiles, blatant Nazism, racists who are not deleted for sending hate and harassing users, and more. I myself reported someone for harassing me, but because I had blocked the person and couldn’t access the messages where they harassed me, they were still able to send me anonymous asks. Your support staff, with back doors to the website (presumably), claimed they could not access the messages, and I was left SOL. Many features on this website do nothing to actually protect your users from harassment, racism, homophobia, transphobia, Nazis, pedophiles, predators, porn bots, and more. 

You claim in your statement to us that you “have been working on these problems for a long time”. This is blatantly untrue. Please do not lie to us and patronize us. We’ve been here. We’ve seen you do nothing over, and over, and over again. 

We complained to you for months and months about the rampant porn bots, and you did nothing except add a report button on mobile which only reported sensitive content or spam at best. You could have addressed this problem with an effective algorithm, but you did not. We complained to you about being harassed and sent hate speech for being LGBT+, and you did nothing. We complained to you about blogs being randomly deleted, and sometimes you’ve restored them, other times you have not. We complained to you that there were people proudly claiming to be “Minor Attracted Persons”, or pedophiles, and you did nothing. We complained to you about people proudly claiming to be white supremacists, and you did nothing. All of these things are “against the community guidelines”, and yet over and over, you have not found effective ways to handle these problems or suppress the feeling of welcome that these users claim to get here. You have had a long time to work on these problems, but you haven’t addressed them. To say you have is untrue. 

 Multiple other social networking websites, such as Wordpress, Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest, and others have effectively dealt with rampant pornography, racism, pedophilia, and other problems without causing massive issues for their users who are not misusing the platform. They are continuing to find new, effective ways to deal with these issues without causing problems for their userbase as a whole.  There is no reason that you are unable to do this effectively other than that you wanted to do it quickly. You have once again chosen your stock holders over your users. And we have had enough. 

You have already started to ban “Adult” content with a new algorithm. Here are screenshots of just a fraction of the posts you have flagged as containing adult content:

Your new system of simply tackling everything at once is not working. At all. And each of these screenshots is proof of your utter incompetence. None of these posts contain pornographic acts, “female nipples”, or any community violation of any kind. 

We, the users, have been asking you for months to deal with these problems - particularly, the porn bots and bots that spam. In order to block a bot from a side blog, I have to do it manually, even though they are in my side blog’s feed. This is a huge issue for mobile - only users. They keep cropping up in droves, taking over our posts and tricking google into making it look like a legitimate blog linked to a pornographic website. We have complained to you for months and months now, and your solution to simply “ban all adult content” is ineffective. I agree that children should not be able to access pornography - but this is not how you tackle a porn bot problem. Your system is utterly useless, allows for racists, pedophiles, porn bots, and Nazis to remain untouched. It also harms sex workers and real people who may use this website for some forms of adult content responsibly. Moreover, as seen above, it harms plenty of users who have in no way violated your terms of service.

 If you keep this up, you threaten your website and company as a whole. Many of us are backing up our blogs and planning places to go to. 

You already have a content filter for “sensitive” content (content inappropriate for younger viewers). You could have improved this, instead of attacking your entire user base. It seems to be a very lazy “solution”, if you could call it one at all, and one that harms your entire userbase.

If you are going to keep this filter in place and make Tumblr, a website that has never been known for being family friendly and has never claimed to be, you are going to lose millions of your users. We are already planning our exodus. It isn’t hard to follow. Censor us, and we will go somewhere else. That is not a threat. It is a promise. 

Sincerely, 

The users of your website. 

@staff @support

I know there’s a lot of tension after Tumblr’s new policy annouced for December 17th, but reblog this if you aren’t leaving Tumblr so that other blogs can know they aren’t going to be completely alone!

New Server !

Alright everyone, now this isn’t the end quite yet, don’t worry I’m not always one to want to give up, but rather I just need to start fresh. We need to start fresh, so I made a new server for us all. Brand new and ready to go !

You don’t have to join in this server if you don’t want to I don’t mind, but if you can go on ahead and share it with others to see and join ! I wanna thank you all for being here with me for so long through out the Beginning of the BBIEAL fandom, the dying end to it until a new release of the full game which will be awhile. Through hard times and such I hope we can continue on all together like a family as how I wanted this server to be like so consider this like moving houses snrk-

 It’s gonna be some changes, but I hope you’re all ready as I am  That’s all and thank you again ! Here’s the new server right here if you’re interested in continuing on, but do treat it like a home if you can. You don’t have to be around often, but active enough. I’m not pushing, but you do you.

[ JOIN PEPPER’S LUXURY SERVER NOW ! ]

Reblogs would be appreciated !

Here I am!! ^^ I'm very sorry for my extreme delay, but I had different things to do... Anyways, as I promised, I tried to summarize the text! :) I hope it's decent!

Twenty minutes had passed since the two men and I had left the village and got moving in search of the thyme leaves.

The road we were walking down was winding and full of traces of ambiguous nature both along the trunks of the mighty trees that made up the thick forest and along the muddy and gravely path. At a certain point, among the aforementioned traces, I even noticed several times what seemed to be real blood trails.

"There must have been a clash in this place" I said to myself. In the meantime, I was hearing behind me the mutterings and comments of those who had the task of guarding me.

"Oh, Laurence! Judging from the mess, I think that here there were the..." Martin said, continuing to point the machete against my back to induce me to proceed without distraction.

"Oh yes, my friend. Pff, those heretics pigs! I’m starting to think that the punishments inflicted on those of them who we have captured so far are not perhaps sufficient. They deserve much worse, if not the worst. That freaking motherfucker who in the past was always so respected by Papa and naive fools like us must have started to seriously provoke us, you know? The other day Marta even told me that those scumbags had tried to tempt one of our women. I do not remember exactly who he or she was, what is certain is that from the moment they began to embrace the faith in the wicked, they have decreed their condemnation!"

"Yes, you are right. But good or bad I see that thanks to the holy words of Papa and our Lord, everything seems to be better. Three days ago, five of those apostate wankers were properly burned. At this rate, I suppose we will be able to destroy them all soon"

Although concentrated during the search for the thyme, I was able in one way or another to follow their conversation and get some ideas about the topic.

I had to admit that even though I had never met them in person, the heretics seemed to be very dangerous and cruel as I had always feared. In fact, in addition to the sight of the trails of blood, I was starting to remind myself of those few occasions in which I had been deeply disturbed, furious and full of resentment by hearing about the atrocities (especially rape or attempted sexual assault of some women of our village) committed by the satanic cult led by our former chief deacon Val.

After all, how could I not be indignant by imagining such terrible and inhumane acts?

And while I was deep in thought of this kind, I kept walking with quick steps, but I never accelerated too abruptly in order to avoid arousing certain suspicions or seeming uncertain about the quicker direction to take to reach the thyme leaves.

However, despite not too much time had passed, one of the two armed men behind me was already starting to complain.

"So, how much longer?" Martin asked, obviously annoyed by the fact that we had not yet reached our destination.

I tried as far as possible not to lose my temper and calm.

After all, I still had two weapons pointed at me, which although they were not usable with the aim of killing me, they could have hurt me in the case I’d made a single small wrong move.

After grinding my teeth almost beastly, I replied (apparently confident): "Not too much"

My first roleplay with @ask-the-heretic :D I hope the beginning is not so awful and trash xD

DISCLAIMER: This roleplay strictly contains adult contents (violence, blasphemy, foul language, sex scenes etc.)! If you feel uncomfortable with these themes or you’re underage, don’t read!

It was already late in the evening when, just a few minutes after taking a break from my most recent work of embroidery to an old and long dress of my mother, on the other side of the entrance of my house someone knocked on the door and screamed out.

“I’ll be right there!” I exclaimed, trying to prevent the owner of the voice from losing too much patience and not going through his head to force the lock or knock down the door. I had these thoughts because I remembered perfectly that in our village it was not rare to witness episodes of this kind, especially if lazy people and in general those who didn’t have not so fast reflexes were convened by Papa or by other authorities.

Fortunately I had never been able to end up in such unpleasant and embarrassing circumstances, although I could not deny that I repeatedly found myself with my heart in my throat and with an uncontrollable desire that all of this would end as soon as possible. This was due not only to the fact that in general I appreciated much more the moments of serenity and quietness, in which the concentration during the study of the Knoth’s gospel and during my work of embroidery was actually possible; but also because deep down I had fed a persistent and dilanent feeling of uneasiness every time I realized that someone important in the village urgently needed me and my healing concoctions.

In fact, even though I knew that I was doing my duty and that I was contributing to helping those who would lead us to eternal salvation, I promptly received a heartbreaking and terrified feeling in my heart and chest.

Terror to make mistakes in my procedures and to unleash the wrath of Papa.

Fear of ending up on the gallows.

Anxiety to the only idea of hearing behind me the insults and curses of the men of the village and to hear their wives calling me “Satan’s whore”.

It was because of this series of reasons that I immediately left the wonderful pink dress of my mother in the chair on which I had sat three hours before, I tied my hair in a long pony tail and covered it with an ash colored scarf and then I run at the speed of light in the direction of the front door, which I opened a moment later.

In front of me, a middle-aged woman I knew rather well, of small stature, and with her hair tied in a braid spoke to me in a broken and panting voice.

“Oh, here you are!”

“What’s up, Virginia?” I asked.

“Papa is feeling bad! He has a terrible headache and we all are afraid that he won’t be able to speak for the mass tomorrow! He then ordered me to tell you to bring him one of your healing plants right away! ”

For a moment I stood on the edge of the door and stared wide-eyed.

I immediately thought about the possible reasons for such a pain, but given the gravity of the situation, I remembered that there was very little time to reflect, so I focused all my hopes on the plant that I thought to be one of the most effective in cases like these.

“I understand. I’ll immediately go to check if I still have some thyme ”

“Hurry up!”

At that point I went back into the house and rummaged in all the drawers of the kitchen and in every corner of the living room shelves.

I usually kept each shrub in small glass jars in these rooms of the house to recover them as quickly as possible in case of need, but unfortunately I managed to find everything except the plant that would have been necessary to Papa to feel better.

I panicked.

“Holy shit!” I murmured, filled with an increasingly anxiety and terror. My hair was in a pitiful state, and on top of that, I had even forced it to tighten around the back of my neck in a vain attempt to hope that the thymus was not really finished.

Moreover, by dint to search and search again, I inevitably ended up ransacking the entire kitchen and the entire living room and so I almost exclaimed “It’s not possible!”.

In the meantime, to further complicate matters there was the shrill voice of my neighbor Virginia, who, judging by the words she had begun to pronounce, was about to get nervous.

After all, that was how it worked at Temple Gate: when it came to the health and safety of our prophet, it was perfectly legitimate to expect waves of panic among all of us and angry outbursts among those who felt closer to him, especially whenever we could not identify right away specific solutions to his health problems and so on.

“So, did you find the thyme?”

At that point I could not find another choice.

I realized that it was necessary to tell her that unfortunately the best plant I had to relieve the migraine was over, so I ran back to the front door and I confessed to the old woman (who was still standing at the base of the steps in front of the door): “I’m sorry, but I finished it”

“What?!? You’re joking, right?”

“No, but I …”

“Do you realize the gravity of the situation? Now everyone’s in a big trouble! “She exclaimed, drawing the attention of some people in the proximity, who were obviously intrigued and approached her to ask for further explanations about the matter.

One of them in particular, with dark, grizzled hair and with two-slit eyes screamed and pointed the finger at me: "Ah, so you do not have the right herb to treat Papa! Shame, shame! Lurid apostate! Someone warn Papa of such impiety! ”

At those cold and sharp words and at the sight of some people who had gathered around my house and of Marta’s grim gaze accompanied by some executioners (ready to intervene at any moment), I immediately began to cold sweat and perceive the more increasing intensity of the beat of my heart, the latter seeming to be about to escape directly from my chest or my throat.

Fortunately it did not take long to elaborate a remedy to all the mess that was created and by tightly clutching the hem of my dress I shouted: “No, no, wait! I can still help Papa! Please, give me a chance! ”

“And let’s hear, what would you do?” The man next to Virginia asked.

“Exactly, speak!” Exclaimed another.

I sighed heavily before answering. I was really afraid that nobody would take me seriously.

Besides, I missed the most important ingredient for the infusion that Papa Knoth would have to drink to feel better. Could I ever have sinned greater when I forgot to go to supply me with new daughters of thyme before the worst happened?

In any case, I lost no more time and so I loudly announced: “I intend to go to the forest personally t and get the plant for the infusion!”

Marta, who a moment before had started talking to one of the executioners in the ear, said with her usual hoarse voice: “Insolent girl … Do you really think you can remedy the immense sin you’ve committed with this intent?”

“I beg you! I swear to God, to Ezekiel and to Knoth, that I will be back in an hour with all that is necessary for our beloved Prophet to recover! What I need is not far away from here at all and I am sure that I will do my duty in the best possible way! ”

At that point almost all the people who were in front of me and those who until a moment before were mumbling and threatening me, began to talk to each other in an extremely low voice. I could not make out what their next intentions were until one of the hooded-faced executioners approached me with a dagger in his left hand.

I moaned in terror and backed slightly.

“What are his intentions? Oh God, have mercy on me! "I thought, my face more and more on the point of becoming pale as a sheet and wet with sweat.

Perhaps there was no longer any hope for me.

Resigned, I looked down and waited for the next moves of the man, who in the meantime had arrived in front of me.

He only said these words: "Are you sure of what you’re saying, woman?”

Surprised, I exclaimed: “Yes sir, I can swear to Lord that I have full knowledge of my responsibilities, but please, let me go and look for the thyme leaves. In this way, the sooner I leave, the better it is! Papa needs me now! ”

Marta, who seemed determined to pursuing her cause and find every excuse to be able to get me back to the wall, listened carefully to what I was saying and snorted continuously.

Meanwhile, the executioner, whose expression was unknown to me (given his permanently hooded face), examined me with the dagger in his hand.

I remained with my face lowered for a while, until he announced to Marta: “She seems sincere”.

The woman kept the same expression, but what comforted me the most was the fact that she had lowered her pickaxe, thus seeming less threatening.

With my heart in my throat, I raised my eyes in the direction of the terrifying individual in front of me, but without losing too much demeanor to avoid losing credibility, I asked: “So can I go now?”

At that point, Marta seriously intervened and said, raising her arm: “Wait a moment!”

Then she pointed the first two men who had come there after Virginia’s arrival and she ordered them: “Laurence, Martin! You will keep an eye on her into the forest! If she doesn’t find what she said within an hour, bring her to me”

The veiled threat of Marta was too palpable and I tried, although I was still terrified, to stay calm as much as I could.

Besides, I was more and more astonished by the fact that even if I had finally seemed credible in the eyes of many people, Marta went on to doubt my words.

She was indeed Knoth’s eye, so capable to eradicate the Satan’s seed and all that was ambiguous and sinister within our village before they started to spread.

Meanwhile, Virginia raised her eyebrows and Laurence, without hesitating for a moment, nodded and said; “With great pleasure. With us she will do everything right”

“Exactly. And with God’s help, Knoth will recover and go on with his grand work of purification of our rotting flesh” said Martin.

“Very well. Follow her and make sure she finds that plant! God loves you, God loves you ”

After saying that, I felt forced to go near the two men (who were both armed with a machete and a knife), so that they could constantly guard my every single movement.

Keeping my eyes fixed on the muddy ground and with Laurence and Martin behind me, I began to walk, hearing them pushing me to pick up the pace as quickly as possible, since Knoth’s headache did not seem to be faded.

“Hurry up, my child” said Virginia, greatly worried.

At that point, I nodded and breathed a heavy sigh before finally moving away from the group that had gathered and from the angry Marta’s expression, who had never ceased to stare at me.

Meanwhile, one of the two men asked me, with inquisitive eyes: “Tell me, where is this plant exactly?”

In order to avoid reproaches and threats of various kinds, I said: “It is near the lake. We should not take long to reach it”.

After saying this, I really hoped that everything went right. I would not have wanted to find myself spending a night with two very disquieting and armed people.

“God help me” I murmured.

My first roleplay with @ask-the-heretic :D I hope the beginning is not so awful and trash xD

DISCLAIMER: This roleplay strictly contains adult contents (violence, blasphemy, foul language, sex scenes etc.)! If you feel uncomfortable with these themes or you’re underage, don’t read!

It was already late in the evening when, just a few minutes after taking a break from my most recent work of embroidery to an old and long dress of my mother, on the other side of the entrance of my house someone knocked on the door and screamed out.

"I'll be right there!" I exclaimed, trying to prevent the owner of the voice from losing too much patience and not going through his head to force the lock or knock down the door. I had these thoughts because I remembered perfectly that in our village it was not rare to witness episodes of this kind, especially if lazy people and in general those who didn’t have not so fast reflexes were convened by Papa or by other authorities.

Fortunately I had never been able to end up in such unpleasant and embarrassing circumstances, although I could not deny that I repeatedly found myself with my heart in my throat and with an uncontrollable desire that all of this would end as soon as possible. This was due not only to the fact that in general I appreciated much more the moments of serenity and quietness, in which the concentration during the study of the Knoth’s gospel and during my work of embroidery was actually possible; but also because deep down I fed a persistent and dilanent feeling of uneasiness every time I realized that someone important in the village urgently needed me and my healing concoctions.

In fact, even though I knew that I was doing my duty and that I was contributing to helping those who would lead us to eternal salvation, I promptly received a heartbreaking and terrified feeling in my heart and chest.

Terror to make mistakes in my procedures and to unleash the wrath of Papa.

Fear of ending up on the gallows.

Anxiety to the only idea of hearing behind me the insults and curses of the men of the village and to hear their wives calling me “Satan’s whore”.

It was because of this series of reasons that I immediately left the wonderful pink dress of my mother in the chair on which I had sat three hours before, I tied my hair in a long pony tail and covered it with an ash colored scarf and then I run at the speed of light in the direction of the front door, which I opened a moment later.

In front of me, a middle-aged woman I knew rather well, of small stature, and with her hair tied in a braid spoke to me in a broken and panting voice.

"Oh, here you are!"

"What's up, Virginia?" I asked.

"Papa is feeling bad! He has a terrible headache and we all are afraid that he won't be able to speak for the mass tomorrow! He then ordered me to tell you to bring him one of your healing plants right away!"

For a moment I stood on the edge of the door and stared wide-eyed.

I immediately thought about the possible reasons for such a pain, but given the gravity of the situation, I remembered that there was very little time to reflect, so I focused all my hopes on the plant that I thought to be one of the most effective in cases like these.

"I understand. I'll immediately go to check if I still have some thyme!"

"Hurry up!"

At that point I went back into the house and rummaged in all the drawers of the kitchen and in every corner of the living room shelves.

I usually kept each shrub in small glass jars in these rooms of the house to recover them as quickly as possible in case of need, but unfortunately I managed to find everything except the plant that would have been necessary to Papa to feel better.

I panicked.

"Holy shit!" I murmured, filled with an increasingly anxiety and terror. My hair was in a pitiful state, and on top of that, I had even forced it to tighten around the back of my neck in a vain attempt to hope that the thymus was not really finished.

Moreover, by dint to search and search again, I inevitably ended up ransacking the entire kitchen and the entire living room and so I almost exclaimed "It's not possible!".

In the meantime, to further complicate matters there was the shrill voice of my neighbor Virginia, who, judging by the words she had begun to pronounce, was about to get nervous.

After all, that was how it worked at Temple Gate: when it came to the health and safety of our prophet, it was perfectly legitimate to expect waves of panic among all of us and angry outbursts among those who felt closer to him, especially whenever we could not identify right away specific solutions to his health problems and so on.

"So, did you find the thyme?"

At that point I could not find another choice.

I realized that it was necessary to tell her that unfortunately the best plant I knew to relieve the migraine was over, so I ran back to the front door and I confessed to the old woman (who was still standing at the base of the steps in front of the door): "I'm sorry, but I finished it"

"What?!? You're joking, right?"

"No, but I ..."

"Do you realize the gravity of the situation? Now everyone’s in a big trouble!" She exclaimed, drawing the attention of some people in the proximity, who were obviously intrigued and approached her to ask for further explanations about the matter.

One of them in particular, with dark, grizzled hair and with two-slit eyes screamed and pointed the finger at me: "Ah, so you do not have the right herb to treat Papa! Shame, shame! Lurid apostate! Someone warn Papa of such impiety!"

At those cold and sharp words and at the sight of some people who had gathered around my house and of Marta’s grim gaze accompanied by some executioners (ready to intervene at any moment), I immediately began to cold sweat and perceive the more increasing intensity of the beat of my heart, the latter seeming to be about to escape directly from my chest or my throat.

Fortunately it did not take long to elaborate a remedy to all the mess that was created and by tightly clutching the hem of my dress I shouted: "No, no, wait! I can still help Papa! Please, give me a chance!"

"And let's hear, what would you do?" The man next to Virginia asked.

"Exactly, speak!" Exclaimed another.

I sighed heavily before answering. I was really afraid that nobody would take me seriously.

Besides, I missed the most important ingredient for the infusion that Papa Knoth should have to drink to feel better. Could I ever have sinned greater when I forgot to go to supply me with new leaves of thyme before the worst happened?

In any case, I lost no more time and so I loudly announced: "I intend to go to the forest personally to get the plant for the infusion!"

Marta, who a moment before had started talking to one of the executioners in the ear, said with her usual hoarse voice: "Insolent girl... Do you really think you can remedy the immense sin you’ve committed through this intent?"

"I beg you! I swear to God, to Ezekiel and to Knoth, that I will be back in an hour with all that is necessary for our beloved Prophet to recover! What I need is not far away from here at all and I am sure that I will do my duty in the best possible way!"

At that point almost all the people who were in front of me and those who until a moment before had mumbled and threatened me, began to talk to each other in an extremely low voice. I could not make out what their next intentions were until one of the hooded-faced executioners approached me with a dagger in his left hand.

I moaned in terror and backed slightly.

"What are his intentions? Oh God, have mercy on me!" I thought, my face more and more on the point of becoming pale as a sheet and wet with sweat.

Perhaps there was no longer any hope for me.

Resigned, I looked down and waited for the next moves of the man, who in the meantime had arrived in front of me.

He only said these words: "Are you sure of what you’re saying, woman?"

Surprised, I exclaimed: "Yes sir, I can swear to Lord that I have full knowledge of my responsibilities, but please, let me go and look for the thyme leaves. In this way, the sooner I leave, the better it is! Papa needs me now!"

Marta, who seemed determined to pursuing her cause and find every excuse to be able to get me back to the wall, listened carefully to what I was saying and snorted continuously.

Meanwhile, the executioner, whose expression was unknown to me (given his permanently hooded face), was examining me with the dagger in his hand.

I remained with my face lowered for a while, until he announced to Marta: "She seems sincere".

The woman kept the same expression, but what comforted me the most was the fact that she had lowered her pickaxe, thus seeming less threatening.

With my heart in my throat, I raised my eyes in the direction of the terrifying individual in front of me, but without losing too much demeanor to avoid losing credibility, I asked: "So can I go now?"

At that point, Marta seriously intervened and said, raising her arm: "Wait a moment!"

Then she pointed the first two men who had come there after Virginia’s arrival and she ordered them: "Laurence, Martin! You will keep an eye on her into the forest! If she doesn’t find what she promised within an hour, bring her to me"

The veiled threat of Marta was too palpable and I tried, although I was still terrified, to stay calm as much as I could.

Besides, I was more and more astonished by the fact that even if I had finally seemed credible in the eyes of many people, Marta went on to doubt my words.

She was indeed Knoth's eye, so capable to eradicate the Satan’s seed and all that was ambiguous and sinister within our village before it started to spread.

Meanwhile, Virginia raised her eyebrows and Laurence, without hesitating for a moment, nodded and said: "With great pleasure. With us she will do everything right"

"Exactly. And with God's help, Knoth will recover and go on with his grand work of purification of our rotting flesh" said Martin.

"Very well. Follow her and make sure she finds that plant! God loves you, God loves you".

After saying that, I felt forced to go near the two men (who were both armed with a machete and a knife), so that they could constantly guard my every single movement.

Keeping my eyes fixed on the muddy ground and with Laurence and Martin behind me, I began to walk, hearing them pushing me to pick up the pace as quickly as possible, since Knoth's headache did not seem to be faded.

"Hurry up, my child!" said Virginia, greatly worried.

At that point, I nodded and breathed a heavy sigh before finally moving away from the group that had gathered and from the angry Marta’s expression, who had never ceased to stare at me.

Meanwhile, one of the two men asked me, with inquisitive eyes: "Tell me, where is this plant exactly?"

In order to avoid reproaches and threats of various kinds, I said: "It is near the lake. We should not take long to reach it".

After saying this, I really hoped that everything went right. I surely didn't want finding myself spending an entire night with two very disquieting and armed people.

"God help me" I murmured.

I know a lot of you guys don’t want to reblog those posts about the wildfires in Greece because they’re too long, so I figured I would make a shorter post for y’all. 

Here is a link on how to help and what the current situations are, and here is a direct link to the fundraiser.

As someone who has personally been affected by fire, I would really appreciate if y’all could sb this??

HOW TO KEEP YOURSELF SAFE DURING THE 4CHAN RAID

Simply, I’m sick of all the crap 4Chan is putting the Tumblr commmunity through right now, and I think everyone else is as well.

They add rape, gore and porn images to the most common tags, because they think triggering people and causing them to inflict harm upon themselves is entertaining. That’s right guys, hilarious.

They’re planning to hack accounts on top of that.

Thankfully, many of these issues can be remedied if we can work together.

1. CHANGE YOUR PASSWORD.

This should speak for itself. With the account hacking and everything, make sure you change your password quickly for obvious reasons. You should tell your followers also that if porn, gore or whatever else starts getting posted, it isn’t your doing.

2. THE NEXT 4CHAN RAID IS SET TO BE THE 20TH OF JULY.

On this day, the 4chan members have planned to unleash their tsunami of shock images onto the trending tags. Thankfully, this can be solved if we work together. Make sure you clear those tags of 4chan’s doing by posting the stuff that you SHOULD expect to find there.

3. STAY AWAY FROM TAG SEARCHING.

Be cautious. You don’t know what to expect, and if any of it triggers you, it won’t be pretty.

4. IF YOU HAVE A HISTORY OF SUICIDAL ATTEMPTS, THOUGHTS ETC, STAY AWAY FROM THE SITE.

This is simply for your own personal safety. Even if you follow step 3, there’s a chance a blog you follow will be hacked and you will see shock and trigger images pasted all over your dashboard. No one on Tumblr wants to see that happen, and they especially don’t want you getting hurt.

5. TURN OFF ANON ASKS AND ALL FORMS OF SUBMISSIONS.

Shock images, viruses and whatever the hell else have been reported to have been sent through asks and submissions. If you see something suspicious, ignore, block and report immediately, don’t respond to it in any way. Turn off anon asks and submissions to make sure it doesn’t wind up in your inbox.

6. DO NOT PROVOKE 4CHAN USERS IN ANY WAY.

THIS WILL ONLY MAKE THE 4CHAN VS TUMBLR WAR EVEN WORSE.

7. DON’T POST ANY SELFIES WHATSOEVER.

You wanna know what 4Chan are doing with them? They are editing them onto pornography, even if the person in the selfie is underage. THIS IS ILLEGAL, IF YOU SEE IT, REPORT IT TO THE AUTHORITIES IMMEDIATELY.

8. BE WARY OF ANY LINKS.

4Chan is also planning to replace the links to suicide hotlines with links to images of committing suicide, which is the opposite of what a hotline masterpost is supposed to do. Some links have also been edited to send out a virus. Stay away from links altogether if you want to be totally safe.

9. SIGNAL BOOST THIS. A LOT.

THE LAST THING WE NEED IS TO SEE ANYONE BEING HURT BY 4CHAN’S ACTIONS. SIGNAL BOOST THIS, SHARE THIS AND REBLOG THIS AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. IT NEEDS TO BE KNOWN AND COULD SAVE A LIFE.

Article 13 got approved and that means the internet will be censored for all countries under the EU. If that happens, it’s likely bloggers from affected countries cannot post content anymore. I wouldn’t be able to post gifs, edits, icons, anything anymore. Even adding links to posts could cost money. You can get more information here and here or simply using google to find information from a source you trust. Please sign the petition here and here (everyone can sign this one apparently) to prevent this from happening. I don’t want to lose my blog.

If you’re European, in a couple of weeks you will be denied any and all access to fandom contents on Tumblr and everywhere else on the internet. Here’s why.

On June, 20th the JURI of European Parliament approved of the articles 11 and 13 of the new Copyright Law. These articles are also known as the “Link Tax” and the “Censorship Machines” articles.

Articles 13 in particular forces every internet platform to filter all the contents we upload online, ending once and for all the fandom culture. Which means you won’t be able to upload any type of fandom works like fan arts, fan fictions, gif sets from your favourite films and series, edits, because it’s all copyrighted material. And you won’t also be able to share, enjoy or download other’s contents, because the use of links will be completely restricted.

But not everything’s lost yet. There’s another round of voting scheduled for the early days of July.

What you can do now to save our internet, is to share these informations with all of your family members and friends, and to ask to your MEP (the members of the European Parliament from your country) to vote NO at the next round, to vote against articles 11 and 13.

Here you can find more news and all the details to contact your MEP:

https://saveyourinternet.eu

Also, sign and share this petition:

https://www.change.org/p/european-parliament-stop-the-censorship-machinery-save-the-internet?recruiter=50668942&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=twitter&utm_campaign=psf_combo_share_initial

We have just a couple of weeks to stop this complete madness, don’t let them dictating the way we enjoy our internet.

#SaveYourInternet now!

Uhuh 😍😍 He's so adorable ❤😇

Look at him

He’s such a stupid dork I love him

Ahahahah!! 😂 They look both really cute with these clothes!! C: They remind me Yugi of Yu-Gi-Oh 😍

Soooo long time ago (I think it was September 1999, JK it was last year) I made this sketch of egypt Akura-ou and Tomoe. For me Peachsan was of course my Pharao and Tomoe kinda reminded me of Anubis. Hope you like it! I think about drawing it again and colour it that time, because its just in my sketch book

Ahahah!!! 😂😂 You're right! 😄

OMG, this is Akura-ou’s song.

But it's such a beauty!!! AWW, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!! I FEEL SO HAPPY!! 😍😍 *hugs him/her (sorry, I still don't know if you're male or female.. 🙈)* He's sexy in both the two forms and he's really well drawn 😄 Don't worry for the horns, the entire drawings is super cool, so I didn't even notice that particular. I just feel so honoured to see something so precious and I hope you'll go on with your doujinshi soon ^^ 😙 Thank you again! 😇

I draw this for hisanai25

I don’t like the horn thing so I scribbled it. 

You're welcome :D

One vote for Akura-Ou!! Thank you!! <3 @hisanai25

Akura-ou ❤ His outfit looks amazing 😍

SOMEONE HELP ME CHOOSE WHO TO COSPLAY FROM KAMISAMA KISS

DO I COSPLAY AKURA-OU

OR TOMOE’S DEMON FORM