Ken X NJ?🤔

Me: YOU'RE FREE!! YOU CAN'T LET YOUR BODY CONTROL YOU, YOU CONTROL IT. SHOW ME YOUR FREEDOM AND CUT YOUR GENITALIA OFF!

My friend(who's questioning/fighting their gender): ON IT

Me: (SIKE. SIKE😨)

Since the original post was probably fake

Everyone who reblogs will receive a pokemon based off of their blog in their asks!

Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

Trying to make a point to my father.

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Vote for amy RN🔪

Alright I'll try...

Jackson - Merlin from Red Shoes

Exer - Marshall Lee from Fiona And Cake

Timothy - Nine from Sonic Prime

David - David from Camp Camp

Elijah - Anthony from My Student Spirit [English dub]

Ronald - Kuromaku from 13Cards

Ken - Jax from The Amazing Digital Circus

Pamela - Marceline from Adventure Time

Brenda - Rapunzel from Tangled

Jolie - Meg from Hercules

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Jackson's dairy voice claims:D

Exer-Eric from Micheals vs the machines

David-N from murder drones

Jackson-Izuku from My hero Academia

Pamela-Ragatha from The amazing digital circus

Brenda-Charlie from Hazbin hotel

Ron-Shoto also from my hero academia

Jolie- Uzi from murder drones

Ken-Jax from the amazing digital circus

Timothy-Henry from Minecraft movie

I'm too lazy to make others

@xx-midnight-candy-goblin-xx WHAT DO U THINK

Yesterday I read the best jd fanfict EVER and I'm in love

So I have a theory that Jackson's Diary is less of a supernatural and more of a story about two mentally ill people with magic involved and I decided to reread it and keep notes on anything and everything that supports that theory

PS:much easier if you read the chapter after or while reading these notes

Chap17 notes:

•exer stopping just to glare at Pamela before following David and ron, this is like the glare he gave jack when he saw him talk to Brenda, he's threatening Pamela and unlike Jackson she got the message

•exer has all the cards on the palm of his hand, he first set up jack with the skirt accident then after it got solved and he found out the skirt was Pam's and after David suggested they go to the record store which he seems to know pamela works in so he purposely made jack hallucinate an angry pamela while keeping his eyes out of Jack's(and our) vision every time it happens then not making him hallucinate in the store once the real pam appears so jack believes she's not real and mess up

Uhhh hi I'm Liu (not my real name obvs lol) I brought chicken with rice,

Uhh I don't really have anything to say. Except that I play FreeFire, I'm pretty good at it, so yea that is a funfact I don't think anyone really knew about. I'm grateful for my friends and moots, they make me feel supported in some way.

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Happy Mootsgiving, everyone!

So, technically, I know Thanksgiving is an American holiday… history… yadda yadda. However, this is not Thanksgiving.

This is Mootsgiving, and what I say goes ‘cause this is my holiday. Anyway! Mootsgiving is all the basic ideas of Thankgiving but better because I’m great like that.

I just wanted to show everyone how grateful I am, since gratefulness is a key principle of Thanksgiving.

I want all my moots from different countries to be able to have the picture-perfect movie-esque Thanksgiving of being surrounded by friends and family with all the care and love and gratefulness that can be poured into a single human. And, as the ever-dramatic Runar, what better way to do that than to organize a huge event?

So! Rules!

State what food you brought

State one thing you’re thankful for

My name is Runar, I brought the eggnog, and I’m grateful for each and every one of you 💗🫶

Really sappy and really long paragraph/speech under the cut!!

Soooo… to start off my big long speech… *clinks my fancy wine glass that’s filled with a mysterious substance* (It’s eggnog)

When I first started this blog, it was off a whim. I wanted to do something, something that involved putting my work out there, as I was just starting out. I wanted to mean something. In any sort of way, I wanted to leave a sort of mark. Not just any mark, though, no. I wanted to add a bit of joy, a spark of life that comes from creativity, and adding words and love into the space we occupy on this floating rock in space.

I wanted to write because it made me happy, and I wanted there to be a possibility of someone who was who got joy from reading to maybe stumble upon it, and get joy from me. Get joy from something I was able to provide for them.

I was also incredibly lonely. I had no friends, I had nothing, pretty much. I didn’t talk much. I was reclusive. I was okay, but I was empty. I didn’t have a purpose. And while I wasn’t expecting much, nothing at all really, I was overjoyed at the prospect that maybe just one person would stumble upon something I wrote and for a moment of their day, maybe they got peace from it.

Maybe they felt a little less lonely. I would have been at peace with just knowing the possibility of it was out there. And then… it did. And I got more than I bargained for, even, I got a friend. My first friend.

From there, everything… clicked. Slowly, but ever so surely, things were falling into place. I was gaining something that had not even crossed my mind. A family.

So, my silly dream born from a whim became friends, connections, and family, it became life-altering. It had ups, it had downs, it had in-betweens. It was beautiful and messy and happy and sad and fucked up and so wonderfully… human?

Yeah, this is online, this is a silly mootsgiving idea I thought up three hours ago because I wanted people to know I love them.

But to someone who had nothing, this is everything. You are everything.

Even if we’ve only talked one time, you have a special place in my heart. The character growth has been… one hell of a ride. I’ve gone through many eras, and made new friends in each and every one of them. So, with the end of the year closing soon, I suppose in a way this is not just a silly mootsgiving.

My bigger end goal, really, was to make sure as we get to the end of this ear, you know how genuinely important this whole year has been to me. How important you have been. I got an anon ask,

What does it feel like to be wanted?

It was beautiful poetry. I replied, said I wouldn’t know what it feels like to be wanted. But really? I think maybe I do. I think it feels like having enough people that you love to organize and invite everyone to a huge event online, to write out this heartfelt paragraph and trust that at least one person will care enough to read it.

My beginning goal has changed so much, and not at all. My biggest purpose in life has been, and I think will always be, to add something into this world.

Creativity, joy, happiness, compassion, I want to ensure that no matter what, as long as you know me, you know you have one person on this earth who loves and cares about you with as much feeling that can physically be felt by one person without exploding into a bunch of tiny little runar pieces.

But moreso, I think maybe my goal has changed from wanting to put stories out there, to putting myself out there. I don’t want to write stories that are just fiction, just crafted ideas meshed together to create a blob of fiction.

I want to write pieces of myself into everything, which i think might genuinely be impossible to not do. I want my heart to pour out of my fingers into the things i type out for you, and i want to not only feel things, but to maybe make you feel something too. Something warm and fuzzy, something good, as good as you deserve.

Aaaaannnd…. to end this….

I love you guys, thanks for being here <3

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