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These keychains are in collaboration with the lovely Poayo, who will be handling shipping- and remember to check out the rest of their merch while you're at it! :D
I'll be posting the art for each of the designs over the next few days! <3
btw… important PSA: cutting off the mold on the surface of food does nothing. you can only see the spores on the surface, but mold itself has spread and grown roots into the food. by the time you can actually *see* the spores, that piece of food is completely full of it. youre still eating mold.
many of which are poisonous and have been shown to cause cancer. youre not even supposed to sniff it, because that can get spores into your lungs. like if you look up the health and safety guidelines for mold they barely stop short of telling you to put on a hazmat suit.
like produce is okay as long as you cut around it at least an inch, but cooked foods? you gonna die. stop eating mold people
Reblogging again because I got an anon last week whining cause they did this to one of my unfinished series and the bot killed Y/N so now they want ME to give them a happy ending. Like. No. Suffer, bitch.
AI is the death of creativity. Anyone who does this to my stories and is stupid enough to brag about it will be blocked from ever reading my work again, AND I'll let everyone on tumblr know that you do this. We'll see how much fic you get to enjoy when every author blocks you forever.
Fic is a gift. I've said it before. Don't shit all over your lovingly handcrafted gifts, m'kay? This should be fucking obvious, but apparently for some of you it's not.
this is what scares me when it comes to my novel
none of us writers want a fucking AI related to our writing at all. that's a bot, not a human. i am not touching ai for any writing advice, no one should.
when internet people are like “i love gothic literature but i hate anything that discusses incest, sexual violence, oppression, misogyny, abuse, torture, gore, murder, or death”
no actually me and everyone else who’s ever watched crimson peak were brainwashed by guillermo del toro into believing that incest and violence are cool and awesome. sorry
Not sure how common this knowledge is, but I’d like to add that if you enclose a piece of text in quotation marks, Google will search for only the exact wording of it. So if you’re lucky enough to remember an exact quote, that’s also a powerful tool. I can’t count the number of obscure tumblr posts I’ve tracked down from screenshots with just those two techniques; I’m sure it’ll work for fic too.
in honor of mashle: magic and muscles season 2 debut:
ᵗⁱⁿʸ ᵖᵘⁿᶜʰᵉˢ !!
being mash's little sister includes...
as airheaded and ridiculously expressionless as he is, mash would kill everyone and himself for you.
you're the only person he'd allow to steal cream puffs from him, even though he flinches out of surprise when you do. he doesn't stop you from doing it, since you obviously like cream puffs as much as he does.
he noticed that you like sweet things in general, and not just cream puffs, so he's gotten into a habit of baking all sorts of sweet treats with you whenever he has time.
despite the fact you're not blood-related, mash is still comforted by the fact you can't use magic either.
he's very protective of you, even more than he is with your dad. primarily because you're still so young to be fighting like he can, and mash doesn't want you to do dirty work that he can do perfectly fine.
there was one time you had traveled all the way to easton academy just to give him a letter from you and your dad because the owl that usually does it got sick, and dad was busy taking care of it at home.
mash literally had a life crisis then and there. he got pulled out of class because you had started sobbing your heart out after being denied entrance to the school, but the guards noticed you were crying for mash, so they asked for him to go to the gates.
and as a good brother should, mash was quick to shove the rude guards away and hold you up to his chest, patting your back while you cried your heart out.
surely, it must be terrifying to see a bunch of ugly, grown men sneering at your face, and he certainly isn't pleased with how shaken up you were.
you were hardly one to throw a fuss over something small. you were like him, having a carefree attitude and brush off things most of the time. whatever the guards said or did obviously was too much for a little girl like you to handle.
mash would've punched the daylights out of them if he wasn't so busy making sure you weren't hurt.
upon further inspection, however, the guards at torn up the letter from your dad and your drawing that was also in the envelope.
while mash insists you can draw him a better one later, you were still upset over it after spending a long time working on it, so mash was quick to take you to his dorm room and draw whatever you wanted with you.
classes be damned, his little sister takes priority!
when finn, dot, lance, and lemon show up at his dorm room and find the two of you drawing together and eating cream puffs... they're a little more than shocked.
lance was quick to pull himself together and introduce himself, being used to the presence of a younger girl like you, though you were a little younger than anna.
he was surprised someone like mash was an older brother, but the more he looked at the two of you, it just made sense. your mannerisms were really similar to mash, so it may have been the fact mash rubbed off on you a lot that made you easier to take care of.
finn is the next one to nervously introduce himself as mash's friend and roommate, and for some miraculous reason, you got really attached to him specifically.
you kept holding his hand, asking for his approval on your rough sketches of you, mash, and your dad, and even splitting up your cream puff so he could have some as well.
finn did ask why you were so nice to him, much more than you were with lance and the others, when you said that any friend of mash is your big brother too, so you only found it fair to treat finn like you did mash.
the boy's heart melted instantly.
dot had a hard time controlling his... vulgar vocabulary for a while, but after the constant glares from mash and lance, he managed to hold his tongue.
he had no idea how to behave around a tiny little girl like you, so he just followed what lance did.
patting your head, sneakily looking over your shoulder at your doodles, and making little compliments.
lemon was probably the last one to open up to you properly because she forgot to introduce herself.
why?
well, she was simply observing what her future sister-in-law was going to be like, so she just stared at you from the other side of the room until you were visibly uncomfortable.
you were a little wary of her, though she can't blame you after she watched you like a hawk for no reason for a long time. it did break her heart a little when you frowned shook your head when she asked if you could share your cream puff with her.
was hellbent on getting on your good side soon after.
i imagine this to take place after the big fight between mash and abel, so abel and abyss might get to see you too.
in the case that you do, abel is probably going to be frozen from pure shock.
not that abyss is any better, but considering that he's slightly on better terms with mash than abel, he might open up a little quicker.
both of them cannot deny the similarity between the two of you. from the attachment to cream puffs, the air of nonchalant innocence, a rather expressionless face, to the way you both stutter heavily when lying, there were a lot of things that were adorably the same.
the major difference between the two of you would be strength. considering you had only recently started training, you weren't anywhere close to mash's level, but he still treated your punches like they REALLY hurt.
realistically your tiny punches wouldn't do anything, but mash isn't one to let you down so harshly. so he flops to the ground with a "ow" when you playfully punch him.
i might be taking this a little far, but in the case mash brought you to his court meeting where he meets all the divine visionaries, i don't think a lot of them will be very welcoming to you.
not only do you not have magic like mash, but your presence wasn't even a requirement for the court.
hell, orter tried to punish you to death for "deceiving" people with your fake mark, but you didn't understand what was going on. understandably so, because these random people in uniforms and lines on their faces just showed up and started harassing your brother.
it's not until orter grabs you by the collar like a dog and looks like he's going to attack you that mash throws a real punch at orter.
everyone's shocked and bamboozled at mash's face that only screams anger and rage while he calmly tells orter to let his little sister go.
as anyone would expect from a child, you start crying after realizing you could've gotten seriously hurt by the random guy with glasses.
and mash is quick to carry you and make sure you're not actually hurt because all hell would break loose if you were.
your presence in the whole event does play in mash's favor because headmaster claims that it's too cruel for a young child to have their older sibling torn away from them so quickly on top of all the reasons.
actually, on top of that, headmaster gives orter a little verbal thrashing for trying to hurt a child... because that's obviously so wrong in many ways.
even if you lacked magic, killing a child like you on the spot would be... well. unprofessional.
and the whole headmaster is talking, rayne is observing you and mash whisper amongst yourselves. his heart melts a little when mash finally gets you to break a smile from crying.
headmaster actually liked you from the moment you met because you called orter "meanie with stupid glasses" on the way out with mash. he found it hilarious and thinks you're a great kiddo. 10/10 had a good laugh when he got home.
it's not like your words are false, though, because orter was DEFINITELY a mean and aggressive person with glasses from the second y'all met.
all in all, mash is a pro at being a big brother as much as he is at throwing hands.
Have you ever considered this is a really stupid layout to have when there’s no way to easily get your account back if you accidentally hit the wrong button???
Actually you guys should reblog this because if it's that easy to accidentally delete an entire account, there's something wrong. It totally sucks that multiple people have lost up to (and even over) a decade's worth of blogging because you put these two buttons so close together, and leave zero grace period for the person to get their blog back.
I know I said I will be more active and more consistent but it could be that I need to break my own word.
My moms health issues just got worse and her not being the youngest anymore doesn't really help so, yeah.
I want to apologize in advance and hope for your understanding.
I'll try to fullfille the request and update new post regurlary but I can't promise anything.
Hi there! Could I get Campbell Saunders x gem reader headcanons where instead of getting back with Maya after she kisses Zig, he breaks up with her officially and he gets with the reader instead and they’re just super fluffy and maybe she helps him with his mental health? She encourages him to quit hockey since it’s making him unhappy and to instead play basketball since he liked it. Just an overview of them having an actual overview of their supportive and loving relationship! Thank you — 🪼🫧✨
Hello there! And of course you can! I must say, I paused re-watching Degrassi so I could be a bit rusty in Campbells Character. Please have mercy with me! >~<
Fandom: Degrassi
Characters: Campbell Saunders, Reader, Mentions of Maya and Zig
Warnings: Mention of mental health issues, a bit swearing and angst, fluuuff~
Cam was SO disappointed in Maya, when she told him that she kissed Zig but he felt like he couldn't really be mad at her, seeing how he behaved before.
good thing, his best friend was next to him and went off on Maya for him.
"Cam may could have behaved differently, that is right, but you! You kissed someone else! That is cheating plus it was your best friends boyfriend?! Who does that?! Cam has every fucking right to be disappointed!" Said boy was flabbergasted at the outbreak of his best friend. Not only him but all present people. He let himself get dragged away from the Scene, Maya calling out to him but Cam didn't hear it.
It took a long and intense talk and many snacks with Cam to assure him it is okay to feel how he does right now
He wanted to reconcile with Maya at first but the conversation with you made him reconsider, thinking that maybe it was better to not go back.
Maya tried to win him back for a few weeks with Zig trying to get her all the while Tori was furious wit both of them
In the meantime, you and Cam got even closer then before as in, the shy boy actually got every ounce of bravery together to ask you out! Of course you said yes, duh!
Cam waspacing the hallway up and down, mumbling something under his breath while Tori watched him doing so.
"Just...do it! I bet you won't get rejected!" His steps came to a stop and he looked at Tori with an incredulous look. The boy was nervous, more nervous than he was before any Hockey game.
"But...what if I do get rejected? I would destroy or friendship! Maybe we won't ever talk again and"
"Aaallright. Stop! This won't happen. I am absolutely sure about that!"
"You are sure about what?" Cam spinned around so fast he almost tripped over his own feat when you popped up behind them both.
"Nothing!" Tori rolled her eyes befor giving Cam a soft nudge with an encouragin smile before she said goodbye and left. You thought it was weird how she just left.
"I am sorry, did I interrupted-"
"Wilyougooutwithme?!" You blinked slowly, once, twice. Trying to process what Cam asked you before your cheeks started to get warmer. The hockeyplayer was almost sure you would reject him efore you smiled brightly at him.
"Of course!" A weight was lifted from Cams heart and the boy smiled as brightly as you.
Cam started to open up to you and you realised the boy has problems that should be taken serious
So you started to actively help Cam an you started by getting him out of this damn Hockey Team that was everthing that good for him
"I can't! They need me and you know that! I am the best player on the team!" A sigh left your lips at how stubborn Cam was. He was indeed right but you can see how bad it was for him.
"I know and you are! But Cam, these people aren't good for you! Look at how they are! You aren't like that! You are so much better than these Jerks!" Cam opens his mouth as if wanting to say something but nothing came out. He was defeated, easily by you. He coulder never go against you even less when you take his hand in yours and look at him with those lovely eyes of yours. Oh shoot! He is starring again!
It was hard, at the beginning to not be the perfect Cam anymore. To no be a member of the Hockey Players and all but you could easily see how much better off Cam was.
Cam was still a bit awkward but he cheered up so much without the his Teammates pressuring him and all that.
His mental health was, of course, not magically cured and the problems are still there but it was hard for Cam to come to terms that he was, in fact, not healthy.
You had many conversations with him about his mental health. You are no doctor so you can't say for sure what is wrong but you know there was something.
Cam didn't liked to talk about it and at first he sometimes blocked conversation fully.
But you still stayed at his side and encouraged him to try out therapy.
Cam was so scared. He was glad when you offered to accompany him.
You not only brought him there, he wanted you to sit with in. Seeing that you are his biggest support he really needed you there.
He hold your hand so tightly, he apologized afterwards for it.
Cam is so gratefull for you, in everyway.
You helped him get out of the Hockey team, supporte him from start to now with his journey on getting better with his mental health, you have so much patience and what not. He could talk about you from dawn to dusk. In short, he loves you much more than anyone else.
I was just wondering if you had a taglist set up for "Different kind of company"? If you do, could I be added to it?
Thanks so much and happy holidays
Hi, it as well as it can be right now ^^" but thanks!
Sorry for the mega late reply but I do not have a taglist set up, yet. But I will start one now, with you! Or at least, I will try, haha!
I hope you had happy holidays and good times!
Warnings: Mentions of violence, it is Fnaf sooo...
Some time has gone by since the accident with your brother. Neither you nor him talked about it. You acted like it never happened, the only thing that changed was that your brother didn't torment you as much as he did before. The scene from that day was always in his mind and it was still a shock for his young mind. He never thought that you would ever oppose him nor that you even could actually hurt him. It wasn't the norm, to him that was.
It was also still a shock to you. All these new feelings you felt that day. The rush of excitement, the euphoria, the fear and also...the power. Was this what your brother always felt when he bullied others? You started to understand why he is doing that. But there was the lingering feeling of fear. Fear, about the joy and fear about the unknown. You wanted to explore it further but there was no real opportunity for it. You observed your family, looking for any way to try out something similar. Hurting them by accident, like knocking them into a wall or anything. But there was none. Your parents are too tall and big for you to push them or hurt them. Your brother was on distance with you or always with his friends and your sister? Rather not, all hell would break loose if anything happens to her. She was also still afraid of the Fazbear plushies and didn't get near them or you, when Bonnie was with you.
Talking about your plushie. You are still weirded out and suspicious about them but you kept Bonnie with you, every time. You don't even know why but it started to be a habit of yours, carrying the little Bunny with you. The bullying at school got worse but it wasn't as if you aren't used to it. You just got quieter, not seeing the appeal in interacting with others much.
The things at night never ceased. But you started to get used to it. It was still frightening but seeing that nothing of it ever hurt you gave you a weird feeling of safety. Maybe it was wrong to feel safe, seeing that you are still sure that the stuffed animals are monsters, but you just did. You even started to sleep with Bonnie in your arms at night.
You yelped when you felt breath tickling your neck again. Clasping your hand over your neck you turned around, trying to find what ripped you out of your thoughts but there was nothing, like always. Just Bonnie, sitting peacefully on your bed. You furrowed your brows, biting your lip. You are sure, so so so sure it was him! But it is not like he would answer you even if you accuse him! A huff escaped your lips, annoyed at the Bunny. You tried many things to catch him. Staying up all night, staring at him. Pretending to be asleep and to catch him breathing down on you or doing who knows what. Putting up your toycamera, which, not really helped seeing that it was still just a toy. The only thing you never did was go out at night, when you hear all the things. The thought of going out of your room at night scared you. You want to see and know if you are right. SO bad. But, was it a good idea? To see for yourself if you are right? That there are monsters in your home? Wasn't it better just to imagine and think about it then rather confirming it? What will you do, if you see one? Or if it sees you? Scream and cry? You scoffed, nobody would help you anyway. You aren't your sister. Or your brother. But you are so damn curious! Urgh! Your small body threw itself on the bed, staring straight ahead at Bonnie. What should you do?
The pink eyes of Bonnie started to glow up for a moment, it was, as if Bonnie could read your thoughts and answer. He was tempting you! That's it! As if you let a damn stuffed animal mock you!
"You're on!" You growled at the Bunny. You promptly stood up and started to pack your little bag. Stuffing things inside you deem important. A flashlight, of course. You can't turn on the lights or you would alarm the monsters or your family. Your toycamera, for taking evidence so that others would believe you. Marbles, to make a safezone. Nobody can defy marbles! They will fall! You let a small, evil giggle. And, of course, the most important thing.
"You will come with me!" You grabbed the plush doll and looked at it with new found determination. The bunny did nothing to answer this time. You nodded to yourself, ready to face the monsters at night, all you need to do now is wait until it is deep into the night. Of course you will go out at exactly midnight!