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My best interaction ever i love humans
When I say I want a nerdy man I mean I want him. Not Henry Cavill with glasses, I want a total fucking cunt with a PhD.
Night of the living dead.
⋆˙⟡ Please do not copy or translate my work, thank you.
⚠︎ THIS WORK CONTAINS THEMES OF VIOLENCE MDNI. ⚠︎
Ft. Reader x Multiple creepypasta characters
⚠︎ Warnings: mentioned of blood and guts, you know.
⋆.˚ Words: 1.1K
⋆.˚ Note: Something I wrote half asleep, not cannon to the universe I am working on but it serves the general idea. Unsure, though gotta ask me that’s half awake. Enjoy!
Psst! The ask box is open! I don’t bite…usually.
“Thank you.” You forced a small smile. “Please come by next time.”
You slumped against the chair, hugging your aching body with your arms. Today was not a good day, despite the fact you usually would wish for the sweet sweet boredom. You lazily turned the old computer back on, ahh.. work.
The store was quiet, faintly smelling of pine. Something played in the background. The place was so embarrassingly small, looking plain from the outside. The interior was designed by the owner himself, on your left we have 80s Rock, then we have metal, nu metal.. and many more. With time you managed to learn where everything is, or should be.
When you didn’t, you simply only had to return to your little desk in the corner and catalogue everything in your brain all over again. It was comfortable, the routine was delightful in its boring state.
You could say the store was a hidden gem one might say, not many people come by. Truly a delightful place, is what you would say if a customer didn’t come in just now.
that's me on the wallpaper
Anybody else got Angels new song from s2 ep6 on loop? It’s sooo pretty. Also might be reading into this too much, but did anyone else pick up that the song is sung in a way that’s more like the VAs natural singing voice? Almost like Angels performance feels more natural in the casino with Husk compared to when he’s with Valentino. Also can we leave him alone guys? Angel hasn’t gotten a break with the Vs in any season and I just feel horrible. Anyway, that’s my ramble.
thinking about sukuna showing his (rare) physical affection for your through head pats.
The first time is a little awkward, he does it without thinking and immediately regrets it for some reason. Yet once he sees the way your lips turn into a pleased smile it fits perfectly into your routine.
His palm softly pats your head each time he leaves the room or embarks on one of his long journeys across the country for a couple of weeks.
a silent way of saying "I'll be back soon brat."
A clip of the ending of the live-action Lilo and Stitch movie ended up on my feed, so y'all get to hear me bitch about it. Specifically, the idea of Nani giving up Lilo so she can go to a mainland college.
A. Fucking. US MAINLAND. College.
When we're out here doing SO MUCH trying to keep our Native Hawaiians home. Like, are you fucking serious? More Native Hawaiians (53%) now live outside of Hawaiʻi than within it! Only 23% of the Hawaiʻi population is listed as Native Hawaiian—and that number includes mixed-race individuals. (There’s mostly Mixed Plate Specials over here <3)
Think about that for a second. Out of well over a million people living in the islands, only around 300,000 are Native Hawaiian. That’s it.
And yeah, we can dig deeper into those statistics later, but for now, let’s just sit with how absolutely messed up it is that the underlying message of this Cash Grab L&S remake seems to be: “It’s good and right for Nani to give up her little sister to the state and go chase mainland dreams.”
Even worse? It’s Lilo who tells Nani to go. Like that’s supposed to be sweet or inspiring or something.
That is so freaking fucked up.
And it's such a gross misunderstanding of the issue WHY Nani shouldn't and WOULDN'T give her sister up.
Native Hawaiian children are more likely to be removed from their homes for neglect—not abuse.
Several studies have found:
Native Hawaiian kids were placed in care more often for neglect than non-Hawaiian kids. They are grossly overrepresented for being taken away because of neglect.
"But Angel, if these kids are being neglected, they SHOULD be taken away and put in a stable environment, right?"
Yes! If they actually ARE being neglected! And if neglect wasn't based on subjective standards that target Native families!
I went to a Hawaiian immersion school when I was in elementary school (Also because my brothers were in Special Education and this almost completely Native Hawaiian run school was the BEST for Special Education on the island) and did NOT know that Hawaiian kids were not the actual majority in Hawai‘i until I was in 7th grade and tossed in with the rest of the district in Middle school.
A good portion of those kids were in foster care.
Some were because of parental drug abuse or physical abuse, ect, (The local domestic violence shelter was up the road,) but a majority were from parents who were trying VERY hard to regain custody. Aunts and Uncles and Sisters and Brothers and Cousins and Tutus of all genders trying so hard to gain custody in a way that made it so it would be harder for them to be taken away.
Some reasons I have PERSONALLY seen given as to why Native Hawaiian children have been removed from their homes are:
"Inability to cope with parenting — (this is extremely subjective and is often a bullshit excuse to say that Native Hawaiian Caretakers aren't good enough. In the case I saw, it was because the mother was a teen mom, but she did a damn good job.)
Inadequate housing — (Which also includes having "too many people in the house”, when culturally many native Hawaiians live with extended family. Case in point was because the kids lived with their five cousins.)
Low or misused income — (Literally not having enough money when milk costs 10 dollars a gallon here…)
Broken families — (having a stepmom/stepdad, anything non-traditional.)
These aren't acts of violence against the kids. These are normal family lives. These kids would cry so hard about their home life, they wouldn’t focus on school, they’d act out, they’d hurt other kids and seek any sort of love and attention from stable adults.
Native Hawaiian kids are:
Overreported
Overseparated
Kept in the system longer
More likely to re-enter foster care
This isn't unique to Hawai‘i and I won’t pretend it is. Bias in child welfare systems has also been extensively documented in African American and Native American communities, with indigenous peoples especially being targeted, especially recently. In acts that can only be described as a continuation of the White Man’s Burden ideology and residential schools, often POC children are tossed into group homes that see them as little more than a paycheck and a chance to “save the poor little wretches from their people”.
The problem was that the system was built on its own narrow ideas of what “good behavior” looked like—usually the way white middle-class kids were expected to act.
The stories I heard and the things I saw made me understand that the system was not just flawed—it is actively hurting ‘ohana in our state. The reasons kids were taken weren’t always about danger or neglect.
It’s a quiet kind of violence, but it’s violence all the same. It fractures the very fabric of what makes a community strong—connections, histories, the ability to hold each other through hard times.
POC children do not do well in the US foster system because of the systemic racism present.
Not to mention that Lilo has behavioral issues and is obviously going through a lot after her parents' death. She's neurodivergent, a POC, and vulnerable now that her parents are gone.
Nani would be aware of these circumstances. She would never willingly give her sister to a system that is literally against her. And Tūtū can have Lilo removed from her home for anything from being “too old to be capable” to Lilo getting in trouble for violent behavior. (Which she's known for and likely will get worse now that the only person still alive from her immediate family is in FUCKING CALIFORNIA, WHICH, BTW, SENDS THEIR STUDENTS HERE TO STUDY MARINE BIO).
Yes, Nani is allowed to have a life outside of Lilo. She’s a 19-year-old who suddenly had to become a parent to her little sister after unimaginable loss. She’s doing it all alone—no real support system, no safety net, barely scraping by. She is SUFFERING.
But the beauty of the original Nani was that despite all that pain and pressure, she chose to fight tooth and nail for her sister. Because that’s her ʻohana. And as the original movie hammered home: ʻOhana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten.
That wasn’t just a cute line or a throwaway bit. It was the theme of the story. It was a message about resilience, love, and keeping your loved ones together—especially in the face of colonialist systems that do try to tear families apart.
And Nani would know what would await Lilo if she were taken away—shuffled through the system, disconnected from her culture, her roots, her ʻāina. She’d be statistically more likely to end up homeless as soon as she turns 18. (Unfortunately this is a reality for so many foster kids I know.)
Yes, she left Lilo with David’s Tūtū. And yes, I’m sure David’s Tūtū is a lovely lady, even though she wasn’t in the original movie. But that’s full-on giving her sister up, letting go of custody and walking away for good. That’s not what the original Nani would do—and it sure as hell shouldn’t be painted as the “right” thing.
Lelau was one of those kids who was a real-life Lilo. (and Lilo was her obsession, ironically, she had so much Lilo and Stitch merch.) Lemme tell you a quick story about her.
She was my best friend for most of elementary school. She wasn’t “bad,” but she was different—emotional, lashed out and behaved in a way that was easy for adults to misread or just plain misunderstand.
Her older brother had been taken by child services too, but because he was quieter, more “compliant,” he stayed with their older sister who already had a big family. That sister was trying to keep everything together, but with her own kids to raise, the weight was heavy. Meanwhile, Lelau got bounced around between different foster homes and relatives’ places because the system said she didn’t “behave.”
I think about Lelau a lot. I wonder what she would have thought if she watched this trash as a child, and saw herself in this Lilo, and saw herself as more of a burden than she already did.
Because here’s the truth: kids like Lelau already think they’re the problem. They hear it every day, even if no one says it out loud. It’s in the sigh when they walk into a room. It’s in the way teachers pull away, or how other kids are told to “be patient” with them like they’re some sort of test. It’s in the case files that reduce them to diagnoses and risk assessments. And it’s especially in the “well-meaning” media that repaints trauma and neurodivergence as something to grow out of—or to be handled by someone else entirely.
What they don’t get to see nearly enough is the fight to keep them. The fierce, messy, uncompromising love of someone who says: You’re not too much. You’re not broken. You’re mine, and I’m not letting go.
That’s what the original Lilo & Stitch gave us. That’s what Nani was. She wasn’t perfect—she yelled, she struggled, she made mistakes. But she stayed. She kept showing up. And she refused to let the system take her sister. That’s the kind of story Lelau needed. That we all needed as a kid.
And yeah, the funny blue aliens were the real reasons we watched it as kids, but that doesn’t mean the message was lost on us.
So when I see these rewrites—this gross and horrible story where Nani gives up custody, where that decision is framed as “self-empowering” or “best for Lilo”—I feel sick. I know it’s just a story. But stories matter. Especially to kids who are already hanging on by a thread. Especially to kids like Lelau who don’t have stable adults around, who feel like a problem, who live every day waiting for someone to decide they’re too much and walk away.
Nani and other caregivers deserve better wages, free therapy, housing support, childcare, a goddamn village to help raise that child. Help shouldn’t mean losing the people they’re fighting for. Help should look like wrapping around both the kid and the caregiver. Keeping families together.
But the system doesn’t work that way—by design. It’s rooted in colonialism. It’s built to police poor families, brown families, Native families. It calls it “protection,” but it strips kids of their language, their culture, their names, and places them in homes that get paid to raise them out of context. That’s not safety. That’s assimilation.
Lelau got told again and again that her feelings were “too big,” her reactions were “bad behavior,” and that she needed to learn to “be good.” But what she really needed was someone to say, “I see you. I hear you. I get why this is hard. And I’m not going anywhere.”
She needed what Lilo got in the original story. A sister who would burn the world down if it meant keeping her safe. Her sister tried, god did that sister try, but it was so fucking hard.
I guess I just keep wondering how many kids are watching this reboot, this sanitized versions of their own pain, and slowly internalizing that they are the problem. That the most “loving” thing they can do is to “stop being the burden”.
But that’s not love. That’s the system talking. That’s white supremacy and capitalism in a child welfare costume. That’s the lie kids like Lelau are told every single day.
And I’m just so fucking tired of it.
If you’re gonna tell a story about broken families, about loss, about trauma, about Hawai‘i, then tell the truth. Don’t paint giving up custody as this amazing, empowered choice if you’re not gonna talk about how the system coerces that “choice” out of people in the first place. Don’t act like this was the best option for the child themselves.
Because I’ve seen what happens when those kids grow up. I’ve seen what happens when no one fights for them. And I’ve seen the difference it makes when someone does.
Just got death note themed nails bc I need to broadcast how much of an annoying fan girl I am to the whole world <3