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My school only taught me my name, so my Mom spent the entire summer teaching me everything extensively.
Reblog this if you had to learn cursive writing as a child
If you were ever told or were made to learn cursive writing when you were in grade school. I wanna see how many of you suffered like I did.
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⭐️💙 This is so beautiful! Lance looks so lovely in your art style! I especially adore the stars in the background and the color palette! 💙⭐️
Voltron was a huge special interest for me in high school. Even though the ending broke my heart, it’ll always have a special place in my heart!
voltron leaves netflix tomorrow…
my life is in shambles… i’ll miss you buddy
lance will always be one of my all time favorite characters T^T
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I love this so much!
Regressor Axl Headcannons!!
Axl is such a regressor! I see it! It's like, totally a thing, I ABSOLUTELY swear! Warnings for: Hiding Regression, coming out, vent regression
Under the cut!
It started out with a personal moment between friends. He and his buds escaped to Darrin's house to stay the night. (Which was NOT, by the way, a parental-approved sleepover. They were gonna play video games, and talk about chicks or somethin'.)
But it was just as the clock struck midnight, after a particularly heated Mario Party game and a particularly deep discussion, when Axl just went *off.*
Could he really just not do enough for his family?? He missed the days when they were just proud of him all the time. "I could kick down a bucket and they'd go *'ohh, look! What a strong boy our little Axl is!'* Now it's all, *uuh, pick up your socks, Axl. Do better in school, Axl.'* I wish they'd just get off my FREAKIN' back!"
"...That sucks, dude." Darrin replied sympathetically, if not somewhat unhelpfully.
If it was any other time, and any other place, Axl would have played it off. But this was midnight, and he was with his boys... So, well... He cried. Normal, tough guy tears. Not like how those lameos in the movie do it. Both his friends put a comforting hand on him. It helped.
And they stayed like that for a bit, Sean and Derrin passing worried glances. Until Sean Donahue, wise, educated Mister Donahue (or just Sean, because "Mister Donohue" was his father) decided to speak up. His family was educated on matters of the heart, so he had *an* idea of what to say.
"I think... This is your inner child crying out, Axl. You really have to make sure you heal that part of you. It's an important part of human growth and development."
Ignoring all the nerd, lame, science stuff, maybe his friend had a point.
Regressing doesn't really change Axl. He doesn't really become a different person when he regresses. He doesn't baby talk, he doesn't walk around with a rattle and a pacifier. Honestly, at the start? All he really did was play basketball. It was what he remembered most from his childhood; Games with his dad.
And anything that *does* change when his mindset shifts? Especially near the start, he tries to hide that part of him like crazy. Even the slight mention of anything childish from anyone at all, (mostly Sue) would get a flurry of, "GOD, no! That's so stupid! Get that out of my face, ugh!"
Outside of that, though, he tends to get quieter. And a lot more sensitive. The little things get to him easier, like when his dad assumes something is his fault, or his mom thinks he did something she didn't like on purpose.
A while into his time regressing, he really wanted a coloring book. Just like, one of the cool ones - and not really to *color* in, just one he can mess up and tear apart and whatever.
It became an entire Oceans 11 mission. Darrin had to stalk into a Dollar Tree and pretend to be a teen dad, while Sean went the opposite direction to get a package of crayons for an "art project." Axl stayed watch, dressed in a large black hoodie (although it didn't help that it was so big and comfy and made him feel like a little kid).
Darrin ended up picking out a book filled with racecars, which was lame because Axl wanted one with dinosaurs. The book ended up growing on him though; It would become something of a comfort item, and an integral part of his regression. The car lines were too small to color well in, so he would just scribble all over the pages.
Huge messes ended up being a part of his regression, too! They were fun to make! He'd color, and then rip out the page and throw it, just, somewhere else!
The first person to find out about his hobby was Brick. Which, as a roommate, could be more understanding at times than Axl gave him credit for. Brick said the topic didn't interest him and then walked away. Easy as that.
His mom was (somewhat) understanding, too. "You already act like a child, so what's the big deal?" Sharing that he regressed because he had to fix the inner child that *she* broke, wasn't exactly on Axl's to-do list.
He REALLY downplayed the whole thing with Sue, and STILL she insisted to get on his nerves. She was all namby-pamby and excited that her "little brother" Axl (gross) was an artist! She tried to drag him into childish activities he didn't care about. No, he's *not* going to decorate *anything* with pink, frilly sparkles, thank you, very much.
He tried to keep it from his dad as long as he could. His dad was someone he kinda, maybe, really, *respected*, a little bit.
One night, he and his dad were playing a game of basketball. They were taking turns throwing shots, when, out of nowhere, his dad brought up, "hey, so your mom said you like kid stuff now. What's that all about?" No judgment. Just clarification.
He'd been mentally preparing for this moment. As coolly as possible, "yeah, Sean said it would like, heal my inner child or sumthin', " he tested, spinning the ball in one hand and taking another shot.
"Leave it to the Donahue's to go spreading all their mental health crap," came the neutral, slightly joking response. "What's wrong with your inner child?"
And... Axl explained all the stuff he'd said to his friends, months earlier. That things were different now. That he was nobody's favorite. That he tried, he really did, but none of his effort could overlook the overwhelmingly observed bad.
A long silence passed. Axl had nearly reached tears. And then his dad, in his Mike Heck, study, dependable kind of way, *apologized.* "Yeah, we kinda messed up as parents, didn't we."
It was all Axl needed to hear. "Yeah, ya kinda did."
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✨ You took away his training wheels.✨
I’m laughing to cope with the trauma of this chapter.
Bsd Chapter 120.5 spoilers under the cut!
Fyodor just can't stop making mistakes, can he?
Like you dumbass. You fool. You absolute nincompoop?
You just took out the ONLY person who was controlling Atsushi's "Beast Beneath the Moonlight," and the only one who could really survive that ability is Dazai, who is in France??? My guy, you've said it yourself. Those claws of his can cut through everything, anything.
What pray tell, is stopping him from going apeshit now with that Ability that you oh so covet and completely destroying your cutesy lil fake god? I'm giggling, I'm wheezing. Time means nothing to the Bookmark more than likely. Atsushi probably exists outside of everything, and you've just taken away the training wheels.
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They absolutely would.
Mabel Pines and Sue Heck would be best friends I think
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Listen up!
You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled
Hit that.
Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern
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Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in
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This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.
YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE NOT TO REBLOG THIS.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT DOESN'T GO WITH YOUR BLOG'S THEME.
And yes, REBLOG. Liking does no shit at all. This isn't ig.
You reblog, people see it. You don't, people don't see it. This shit's that simple.
This could save someone's life. It's not a joke.
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Please be kind. You have no idea how much it means to writers to share positive thoughts on their works. They are the backbone of fandom and our community.
sorry to be negative on the dash but..... y'all need to be nicer to fanfic writers. we all know interactions are decreasing, and even during the nine months i've been on here, i've noticed a decrease.
tell writers you like their works. comment on their works, reblog their works.
some of you act so entitled, and idk if you've noticed but you're literally making writers miserable. it makes me so sad to see my mutuals deactivate because the joy of writing has been taken away from them by ungrateful readers who are constantly demanding more, more, more, to the point where people are experiencing burnout and anxiety because they can't keep up with the constant unrealistic demands.
reminder that even though it takes you five minutes to read 1k words it might've taken the writer hours to get the words down, proofread, edit, and make the perfect fic layout.
some of you complain that there are no "good" fics anymore, yet you do nothing for the fandom, do nothing to support writers and just hide behind anon and blank blogs, complaining about every little thing till you've driven all writers off this site.
it's so tiring. please be kinder. we're all trying our best here.
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don’t know why it took me this long to draw akutagawa…. but this was a lot of fun!!
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timelapse on my tiktok!!!
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This is my first time participating in the boop-o-meter!
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Currently on the way to write and read so many fix-its.
It’s heartbreaking that Agatha and Rio broke up due to the simple grief of losing a child to natural causes. Rio actually did give her the gift of time with him, but Agatha’s grief kept her from seeing that.
Even worse, Agatha blames herself for not saving him. She would rather people believe that she killed him rather than admitting that she couldn’t save him.
Edit: since this is blowing up, here is a playlist and fics for Agathario
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I'm curious. Reblog this if you know how to cook
I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat.
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