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AHHH SORRY FOR LATE RESPONSE
I can't I'm so so sorry ToT I'm devoting time to art fight right now, and even if it doesn't have to be a high effort drawing, I'd rather die than half-ass one ToT
Spoilers for TNSNGND unreleased chapters. Wait until those come out if you don't wish to be spoiled.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
[3:40 AM.]
It's been 12 days.
12 days since we infiltrated the building.
12 days since Arriyn died.
3 days since Bellatrix brought them back.
3 days of stress.
I'm so tired.
Why did this happen to us.
To me.
To them.
Why did any of this happen.
We're 15 for fucks sake. What even possessed us to infiltrate a fucking government building. We didn't even save anyone, Addison was dead by the time we got there. They all were.
I fucking hate it here.
[3POV]
Arriyn awoke in the middle of the night, jolting up in bed, out of breath, out of it's mind.
The process of dying and coming back to life is a stress ridden one. And Arriyn is already stressed enough.
They'd already donned a large variety of scars, but now they had amassed more. Larger scars. Ones that were not self-induced.
Magenta eyes glanced around the room, glowing softly in the dark, illuminating their face with a soft glow.
Where were they?
They weren't cold anymore.
It was warm.
Safe.
Alive.
They were alive.
Physically.
"Oh..." Arriyn groaned under it's breath, falling back onto the bed, covering it's face with it's hands.
They lived.
After being drowned and electrocuted,
They lived.
Well, that's a lie.
They still died, they're just back now.
Back home.
Back in bed.
Back with Elliotte.
In the comfort of Elliotte's bed,
Resting their head on Elliotte's pillows,
And under Elliotte's blankets,
With all of Elliotte's stuffed animals,
And Elliotte himself.
Wait.
"Elli?" Arriyn called out softly, eugh, talking hurt.
Warm meat pillows wrapped around Arriyn's waist. Oh,
Those are Elliotte's arms.
Very, very, very warm arms.
They glanced down to see Elliotte. All cozied up against them, completely asleep, peaceful.
A nice reminder at the fact that they did live.
They lived and they get to experience this again.
Warm arms against cold skin,
Sinking into unreasonable amounts of pillows and blankets,
I told my dad that this post had gone a little bit viral and now he says not only does he expect father’s day cards from all of you, he finishes all of his dad jokes with, “you should tell the internet I said that.”
So my mom picked me up to help me run some errands, and told me the following:
“So I accidentally deadnamed you the other day, and your father just stared at me and asked ‘who?’ until I realized what I’d done and corrected myself, and I’m telling you this so you can tell all of his fans on tumblr.”
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I'm currently boycotting Youtube due to their adding of AI age detection to their website.
Even if you do not have problems with the usage of AI, there are many reasons to oppose what is being done here. The stated purpose of 'determining through video history the age of the viewer' is incredibly vague. Plenty of people watch 'childish' videos for background noise, and Youtube has already proven they are terrible at determining what constitutes as 'childish'.
And that's not the worst issue. If they determine your account to belong to a minor, they completely lock it down. And the only way to *unlock* it is by giving them evidence of your identity, which made include your government ID. Yes, Google wants you to give them your government ID. They do not want to protect kids. They do not want to make people safer. They want your face. So they can track you easier.
And that's not getting into how this could easily lead into mass identity theft. This is not okay. This is in NO way okay.
So take a stand. It may be difficult, and you may struggle at times, but STOP. WATCHING. YOUTUBE. For me, it's been...honestly, not too different. There were moments I struggled and doubted as I learned more about how Youtube traffic worked, but I've stuck to it. What's important to know is that you are not alone in this. Keep standing your ground. We can do this.
We can make it.
Get more info here and consider joining the boycott discord.
Man, someone fucked up when I was a child because what you mean I ate an entire jar of peanut butter, a bottle of syrup and a container of butter in my lifetime.
Hi, uh, I'm leaving YouTube so I came here. I've heard much about users on this foresaken site. Anyways, go listen to Birthday Massacre and Happy Birthday by Birthday Massacre.
