so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.
So how did everyone enjoy the vacation? Y'all go to the beach? : 3
“We went to Aquarius, actually! It was nice, but we… only stayed for a little while, actually. Sand and fur don’t mix.”
“It was still fun, though! Except for the ride there and back…”
“H-HEY!”
“Daroach, admit it, you’re terrible at takeoff.”
“Yeah”
“You really are…”
“…Rude.”
“Why does Swordy have so many fucking sea shells?!”
"Ah, you're back to your old self, Swordsman!" remarked Tablet. "So, do you still wanna duel?" The demon prince readies his wand behind his back, hopeful.
“Ah, you again…”
The matterling thought for a moment, before giving a small nod.
“It would be a decent distraction, so sure, I suppose.”
Turpentine: Ms. Alphys, would you care to play a game of chess with me? I used to play it with Master Deskel, but he starts using battle strategy as an analogy and lectures me until I fall asleep. I'd like to have a game finished in one day, ehehehehe~!
*Alphys: Y-y-yes, I would l-l-like to!
My friend from Lebanon wrote up a really good thread on Twitter I thought I should share here, just to clear up some of the inaccuracies floating around:
And here are some of the links they provided:
https://www.supportlrc.app/
https://www.gofundme.com/f/prevent-suicides-due-to-poverty-and-unemployment
https://www.gofundme.com/f/medical-relief-to-lebanon
https://www.gofundme.com/f/hope-for-lebanon
https://www.gofundme.com/f/lebanonneedsorg
http://www.caritas.org.lb/get_involved/donate
https://beitelbaraka.net/donation/pay/
https://gogetfunding.com/beirut-emergency-relief/
https://www.justgiving.com/crowdfunding/lebanon-relief
https://www.givingloop.org/offrejoie
https://www.gofundme.com/f/beirut-explosion-emergency-disaster-relief
Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.
If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.
A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.
There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.
There is no plan.
Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.
Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.
We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.
This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.
We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.
People are dying.
People are dying.
People are dying and there is no plan.
More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.
My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.
Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.
But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.
She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.
So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.
If you can, donate.
Or spread the word.
Help. Please.
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Ask the demons of Graffiti Kingdom, a 2004 (Japan) / 2005 (else) PS2 game. Ask them anything!
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