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This campaign defies censorship in social media to raise awareness for early detection of breast cancer
this is actually super fucking smartass of them
Reblogging as this is so important everyone! My mum had breast cancer and that shit is not nice so please check yourself ladies and gents! 💕💕💕
Always a reblog. 💋
I will forever reblog this when I see it because its so important
has this been done
Whiny drunk Alastor, I repeat whin
Also I found a blood pen I think it's neat but hell to manage.
Miss Kibutsuji
She sighed from where she sat safely underneath the paper parasol. Shes never known the warmth of the sun, or not at least the way humans described it. Pleasant, warm, safe. No to her the sun hurt, it burned her skin, left her sore days after exposure.
Atleast like this she can enjoy the sun. Her father never approved of her little moments in the sun, he'd berate her about how vulnerable it made her. How she was setting her self up for defeat, and maybe he was right. After all it was thanks to her enjoying what she could of the sun that she was in this mess.
Would he be worried about her? Angry at her for getting caught like some cheap second rate day old demon? She doesn't know, what she does know is that she really wants her dad right now. She wants the dad that sneers at her for her daily strolls in the sun but never once frobids her from them. She wants the dad that always seems to have an endless supply of work and yet is never too busy for tea with her. She just wants her dad. Shes not sure if shes ever going to be able to see him again, that thought upsets her. She doesn't like thinking about that.
She looks so much like her dad, its something shes always been told. She sees it to, when she looks in a mirror, when she looks at her father. Even more so when her father takes on a female form. She has his dark raven hair, wavy and long. She has his pale skin and his plum slit eyes. There was very little that she shared with her mother, the shape of her face, her figure, her voice. She misses her mother too.
She straightens her black kimono with embroided flowers and looked over her shoulder and watched as a small bunny bounded across the garden. Her mouth filled with saliva at the sight, and it took all her willpower not to pounce on the poor thing and rip it apart. She was starving but she was more dignified then that, she was taught better then that. She would rip a human apart as soon as shes back with her dad, her father won't deny her that, she knows he won't. He'll let her eat as messily as she wants and wipe away the blood on her cheek after.
She turns away from the sight, bringing a hand up to wipe the drool that had dripped out of her mouth away. She was so so so hungry, bordering on starvation. The only reason she wasn't whithered from stavation was one beacuse of the superior blood that runs through her veins and because sometimes she gets given a cup of blood. Sometimes its pig blood, sometimes its human.
Mostly its pig blood though, the human blood is reserved for when the hashira feel like shes been good or when they want her to act grateful towards them. She has mixed feeling about the human blood, on one hand its human blood. It feels so good to drink, it tastes so good. Sometimes its even marechi blood! Thats her favourite, if it wasn't for her Kibutsuji blood then shes sure she'd act like a lesser demon at the mere smell of it.
Sometimes it has wisteria in it though, she doesn't like that blood so much. She can tell from the smell of it. It makes her feel sick, it hurts her after she drinks it. It leaves her weak the rest of the day afterwards, sometimes a couple of days. She wonders if thats why they do it, to keep her weak. Shes thought of refusing to drink the wisteria blood before, but the fear of never getting blood again stops her. She needs the blood or else she'll whither. Shes seen what happens to demons who starve, she doesn't want to go out that way. She'd face the sun before she starves.
Flames flicker across her skin as she sticks her hand out from the safe shade of the parasol. She feels detached as she watches her skin bubble, her skin crisp up as her body desperately fights to repair her burnt cells. Maybe it would be better to surrender to the sun now, save her father the greif, save herself of the unknown pain of the future. A shout however cuts her thoughts short and she quickly pulls her hand back to safety. Her skin repairs itself in a blink of an eye, like it was never harmed to begin with.
"Miss Kibutsuji!"
Looking over to the owner of the voice she saw one Mitsuri Kanroji, the love hashira. She bounded over to her, stopping just short of where she was sat. Mitsuri surgered forward and grabbed her hand, though she kept them within the safety of the parasols shade.
"Is your hand ok Miss Kibutsuji? I saw it in the sun!"
She sneered at the love hashira, snatching her hand back. She looked away from the love hashira, once again watching the poor little bunny that she wanted nothing more than to tear apart.
"You are mistaken Miss Kanroji, why on earth would I subject myself to the sun? Perhaps you should get your eyes checked, you humans have such terrible vision."
Mitsuri frowned disbelievingly at her before the frown slipped off her face and was replaced by her previous smile. She leaned forward and grasped her hand once again. She had half the mind to tear the offending limb off, and she would've had she not of been in the situation she was.
"Come Miss Kibutsuji, lets head back inside."
Mitsuri dragged her back towards the house, though she was careful not to extort too much force on her, less her parasol tips and exposes her to the sun. She wonders why they bother keeping her alive at all, it would be so easy to just get rid of her, strip her of her parasol and let her burn in the sun...and yet they do not. They feed her small doses of wisteria at times, but never enough to kill her.
They don't know her name, she refuses to tell them. They refer to her as Miss Kibutsuji, and a various other unsolicated nicknames. No one outside of her father and the uppermoons know her name. The only reason they know she is her fathers daughter is because of how she looks, and because of that Kamado kid and his perculiar sense of smell. She does not tell them anything else either, not a single thing.
It evades her as to why shes still alive.
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lily: i have a plan
regulus:
regulus: um hello?
lily: im lily. lily evans
regulus: oh i know. im regulus black....
regulus: is there a reason you're sitting here?
lily: yes, i have a plan
regulus:
regulus: congratulations
lily: and it involves you
regulus:
regulus: okay you're going to have to explain. i dont even know you
lily: potter lent me his jumper the other day
regulus: ?
lily: but he's usually a total toe-rag and i thought i could get revenge
regulus: fair
lily: and that's where you come in
regulus: you want me to hex his jumper---of wait is the jumper a distraction---i'll hex off his arms--
lily: woah calm down.
lily: no, you're gonna give the jumper back to potter for me
regulus:
regulus: your definition of revenge is lame, count me out
lily: in front of sirius
regulus: still lame
lily: and imply that potter gave it to you
regulus:
regulus: oh?
lily: of course, leave the details on how you would have encountered potter; how he could have lent it to you, all that really vague...
regulus:
regulus: so that sirius' gets the wrong idea
lily: exactly
regulus: oh im so in. but wait---wouldnt potter clear it up? call me a liar?
lily: sirius will be too freaked out to care. but if you're worried--
regulus: no. i have it. i'll be vague and unclear enough to imply to potter that you lent it to me, which will freak out potter as well
lily: perfect
regulus: also, let's put itching potions on this
lily: ooh, i have five :)
and that's how lily and regulus met/became friends
Help me find this fic please?
I really want to read it but I can't find it on ao3 :(
I don't know if the author changed the fic title or their username or if it's simply been deleted (which I really hope it hasn't been). I was hoping someone on here might know it and be able to give me the updated info or send me a link or something.
Please and thank you x
Jason: hey Tim. Was going through your closet and found your secret stash of Barbie dolls.
Tim: liar.
Tim: I didn’t play with Barbie dolls.
Tim: it was either Bratz dolls or My Scene.
Jason turning to look at Dick who’s recording what they thought would be an embarrassing moment like he’s in the office.
Jason: my bad.
The urge I have to start writing another fic despite being nowhere near finished writing my other 6 on going works
It's not just to have a "do over" that doesn't involve the original cast, it's to cut them out of the royalties. Literally the entire point is to make sure all the money made by Harry Potter goes to transphobes or people willing to work with transphobes.
If you watch it, you are supporting bigotry, hate, and oppression. That's just objective reality. All for a story that you probably have already seen in movie and book form.
#the last point is especially true since the old cast receives royalties for anything with their likeness on it#meaning the original trio still gets money for every mug with their 14 year old faces on it#if they stop making those and replace them with the new cast which they will the old cast gets cut off completely#which is again exactly what rowling wants because she cannot stand those 'ungrateful brats' as she would likely put it#and as she has last say in anything that gets made in harry potter paraphernalia this might also explain the decrease in faces on products
via @discipleofkleio
I hate Rowling so much.
Likewise, the new all-star audio books featuring people like Keira Knightley, Riz Ahmed, Michelle Gomez, Simon Pegg, Nick Frost and more, only seem to have happened because Stephen Fry - who did all the original audio books - said he thought she radicalised and "was a lost cause" (x)
Just in case anyone has any doubts as to where the money is directly going
I'm planning a fic rn, does any one have any tips when it comes to writing a character with bipolar? Primarily one that's been off there medication and in an episode and then gets well again with the help of another character. Thank you x
"wow my dash is so violent today!!!... Oh wait it's March"
I respect that instead of changing the 15 you added an extra guy to stab more ,keep up the good work
I can accsess ao3 through links and through the main Google on my phone but not through Samsung Internet, it just says that ao3 is still down. Is this happening to anyone else?
feeding her stuffie must live on....
Too much movement makes your joints hurt and too little movement also makes your joints hurt. This would imply that there's an optimal amount of movement that allows your joints to not hurt. This is a lie.
