#2 ounces

[crowlixcx]

So if you loved me so much Why'd you go?

#gang i'm in my soft blue era now if u even care x #this...is so long... and big...what a shame #this song has circled around my brain for weeks i hope it causes u an ounce of the pain it has caused me #once again too many ideas no direction but push on none the less its part of my brand now i think #good omens #good omens gifs #good omens 2 #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #aziraphale x crowley #crowley #aziraphale #crowley x aziraphale #usersugar #tsusermels #userrlorelei #my gifs

[gengwasted]

Happy birthday Kakavasha <3

#aventurine hsr #aventurine #honkai star rail #honkai fanart #something fun about his birthday is that kakavah can be the 5th or 6th of may #and since is not comfirmed when it was #his birthday is anothere gamble lmao #I love this #something I learned about while drawing this piece: #1. I still can’t draw eyes #(what demon should I reach to acquire such ability?) #2. I did lose some of my rendering abilities #(shame) #3. I should NOT draw on a moving train #(why did I think that was a good idea?) #anyhow I’d love some cake now #ratio got him the cake btw #rinrin is so beautiful I hope I captured even just an ounce if such beauty #gengdraws #staysafe and have a nice life 💛🌻

[arthursfuckinghat]

Dude I get it I get why Arthur spends so little time at camp like aside from how that man doesn't get a moments peace from anybody who bothers him about chores or money or arguing, when the camp IS actually quiet Dutch turns on his fucking gramophone to play the same THREE SONGS OVER AND OVER

#DUTCH #TURN THAT FUCKING RACKET OFF #WE'RE TRYING TO SLEEP #or at least DRINK in peace #TAKE YOUR SHITTY MUSIC ELSEWHERE AND GO TREAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND WITH AN OUNCE OF RESPECT #christ almighty #you can't win with the gang #you stick around at camp and they tell you off for it - you stay away from camp for too long and suddenly you're getting told off AGAIN #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #mick squeaks #arthur morgan #dutch van der linde

[lovesickeros]

☆ decadence divine [ act I ]

{☆} characters arlecchino, neuvillette, furina {☆} notes yandere, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings yandere content, stalking (implied), kidnapping (implied) {☆} word count 2.3k

ARLECCHINO

Arlecchino was wont to leave social gatherings to her subordinates– the private meetings were where she thrived. It was so much easier to lure your prey into a trap when you didn't have prying eyes and ears waiting for the barest hint of blackmail.

She clicked her tongue in distaste, her eyes narrowing beneath the mask of the fox as she set down her cup sharply. It was difficult as it was to draw them from the safety of their bubble– at the slightest hint of danger, her quarry would run. A chase would be fun, but she couldn't risk getting caught here. The political nightmare it would cause..it already gave her a headache. She had to be discreet.

They weren't making it easy, however.

Which is why she never liked crowds. But this chance didn't come by every day. She wasn't going to simply let it pass by because of a little danger. She'd have them eventually, it was just a matter of how. There were already numerous of her own lingering in the crowds, hidden beneath the masks that every patron bore. It was difficult to stand out amongst the flurry of masked patrons constantly shifting around the room, moving from one conversation to another, gliding from one dance partner to another.

Her heeled boots clicked sharply against the tile as she stalked through the crowds, keeping a wide berth yet always lingering nearby– she was sure they could feel the vague sense of being watched, but with the huge crowds..her lips quirked into a grin with the barest flash of teeth. There were a great many ways to break them in– she'd spent a great amount of time and mora to get anything she could for blackmail, if she so wished. She had the backing of the Fatui as well if she played her cards right– it wouldn't be difficult to convince them that they were a valuable target, and none of them would dare to question just what she did with them afterwards.

Perhaps a bit of play, first. Test the waters. She was familiar with playing the polite gentleman, despite her status as a Fatui Harbinger. Stage something for her to intervene, perhaps, to look the hero. The look of shock when she revealed the wolf beneath the wool..she could see it already. That wide, doe-eyed look as they realized the monster they've followed blindly like a lost lamb..she was beginning to see the appeal.

All it took was a few hushed words and subtle signals before the tiles started to fall in place, her hand gliding along their lower back as she leaned over their shoulder with a thin, predatory smile. She'd have to organize for the agent to be released later, her eyes following as the Gardes dragged him out of the room in a flurry of curses, but for now..she tilted her head to peer down at them, polite and almost apologetic.

"You aren't too startled, are you? Now now, there's no need to look so..scared, poor thing. I won't let another lay a hand on you," She cooed in a sickly sweet tone, the husky rasp of her voice whispered in their ear like dripping honey. "You have my word. Now, why don't we get you some fresh air? Come. Allow me to escort you."

Her lips pulled into a jagged grin at the relief in their eyes– the blind lamb following the shepherd as it led them into it's maw. Just a little longer, and she could finally have her own caged bird– a pretty thing to admire, to protect, to possess.

Something no one else would ever touch again. Something hers.

NEUVILLETTE

Neuvillette was not one for parties. The intricacies and delicate handling of public relations he oft left in the capable hands of Furina, rather then himself. It was only at her behest he even attended at all, but he still felt rather..out of place amongst the bodies constantly shifting through the ballroom like a constant rush of water from one end to the other, no rhyme nor reason to the flow. The only thing that kept him afloat among the tides was the mask of the deer obscuring his face– even if it was exceedingly difficult to truly hide himself among the crowds, most passed over him without second thought.

Though he had to be honest with himself, even if he couldn't bring himself to admit it to Furina despite her insistence that his attendance was mandatory. He had his own reasons for coming– selfishness that left a sour taste in his mouth. It was purely by chance he'd seen the briefest glimpse of them prior, and he..was intrigued, that was all.

He refused to let his thoughts linger on the sleepless nights he spent prying every piece of information he could from loose tongues and obscure documents, every moment he managed to squeeze in between trials spent lingering in their most favored locations– cafes, stores, restaurants, the like.

Now a masquerade.

He tried not to let the guilt gnaw at his conscious, but it lingered like an age old scar that still ached.

So he relegated himself to simply residing in the further corner, nursing a goblet of water like a fine wine, trying not to let his eyes stray to the brief glimpses of them through the ever moving bodies filling the center of the room, dancing like puppets in music boxes.

Still, his hand twitched in an instinctual desire– a need to clasp his hand in their own, to touch his lips upon their knuckles, to indulge in a moment of reprieve and unshackle himself from the mantle that bears heavy upon his shoulders. He seeks reverence, worship, but not of himself– but towards the one who had drawn the eye of the dragon amongst the waves of humans he'd seen come and go for a great many years.

No one could compare, he is certain. None have left him as breathless, as hopelessly infatuated, as the one who made him wish only to kneel at their feet in senseless reverence until he could no longer speak. A hopeless man, indeed, if he has never even truly met them.

Instead he's spent his time prying into their life from the shadows. Caution, or simple cowardice?

He dares not ponder.

Yet in his ceaseless pondering he'd blocked out the world without, failing to notice the figure stepping up beside him until their hand brushed against his elbow– just the briefest touch, but it had his pupils narrowing and his entire body tensing like a coiled spring. That touch..bliss. It left him breathless and lightheaded as he tilted his head to regard them, his lips parting in a shaky sigh. They are as beautiful as he remembers– even with their face obscured beneath the mask, he would never forget them.

"Greetings, Monsieur– I hope I didn't frighten you too much." Their laugh made him feel rather faint, just the sound of their voice making his hand tighten around his cane. "..Not at all. I was simply lost in thought." He admitted apologetically, trying to reign in the urge to cup their face between his palms. A dangerous thought. He didn't want to scare them off when they'd provided him a priceless opportunity.

"My apologies, you must have needed something. It was rude of me to have been so absorbed in my thoughts to have ignored you." He continued, gently turning to set his goblet down– offer them his full attention, be a gentleman. The words rang in his skull like a ceaseless alarm, blaring and rattling his thoughts as he gently took their hand in his own. It was a split second decision– an indulgence, but he could simply not help himself. Even with his gloves between them, he felt like he was going to lose his composure just from such a brief touch..

He truly was a hopeless man before an altar, praying for a salvation he intends to bury deep beneath the waves– to keep it hidden in the darkness of the depths that only he can reach. A selfish man, he must be, to even think of it, but it is an itch that he cannot scratch. A need that must be satisfied. He cannot allow any hands but his own to tend to them, to know what it feels to touch them, to hear their voice and see their eyes as he prays– prays like a man starved, devotion born of desperation.

"I hope I did not make you wait too long." He smiles, soft and affectionate, like the bloom of spring beneath the winters chill– yet just as deadly, only masked by the sweet fragrance of flowers.

He had waited too long.

No longer.

FURINA

Furina was right at home amongst the crowds– where the masks obscured the identities of most, it was impossible to not recognize the charming banter of the Hydro Archon beneath the mask of the lamb as she graced the masquerade with her presence, speaking with a silver tongue to any who would listen. A truly enthralled audience fitting for the grandest of performers in Fontaine.

But her eyes lingered not on the people who's praise dripped from their lips like honey– yet so very bitter upon her tongue. Even the mask obscuring her expression did little to hide the longing that had her visibly deflating like a popped balloon. She hated all the eyes on her, really– it was suffocating. She was only putting on a show in the foolish hope that they'd finally pay attention to her. Just her luck, she supposes, that instead she's had to throw herself straight into the role of Archon without a pay off..

They hadn't even spared her a glance! It would be infuriating if not for the fact she couldn't even keep her composure just seeing them across the room. They didn't even have to look at her and she could feel the heat rush to her ears as she forced another smile at the crowd gathered around her. It was unfair how easily they could fluster her without even knowing it– her heart was thumping so hard against her ribcage she felt like it might burst.

Her only solace was the fact none of the patrons seemed to realize she'd clocked out of the conversation, her thoughts and eyes lingering on the distant figure– what a lovestruck fool she makes..it was a chance encounter she'd seen them during one of her outings. That was all it took to enthrall her, evidentially, try as she might to have ignore it for months.

They never left her mind for longer then a day, in the end, and she had to face the fact they had managed to enrapture her so deeply she felt like a newborn lamb learning to walk whenever she so much as thought of them. What an embarrassment! She..she was the Archon, she had a reputation to maintain, she couldn't be seen fawning over a human.

But oh, she still longed for it, beneath the veneer of a God. She'd watched them more times then she'd admit even to herself, wishing to find herself in place of those who'd hands were cradled so casually in their own– to hear their voice, their laughter, as often as she pleased..like a fine delicacy she so badly wished to taste, yet so far from her reach.

Would they think her pathetic for her infatuation? She pursed her lips at the thought, trying to bury the sour mood beneath her faux image of the Archon. Yet it lingered, and with only the quietest of excuses, she slipped into the crowd like a ghost– she needed to leave before she did something..stupid. Neuvillette would surely have a few choice words with her if she did, and she was inclined to avoid such a fate.

She..she just needed a moment to collect herself was all. That was it. She could go back to playing Archon for a little longer, she just needed a moment to herself. At the very least, the balcony had been regarded as off limits so late into the party– which gave her an opportunity to slip out of the public view for the briefest of moments. A welcome reprieve– she was starting to feel suffocated amongst the crowds.

Perhaps on instinct, she reached for the mask, lifting ever so slightly away..only to let out a startled yelp at the touch of a hand on her shoulder, the mask slipping back into place far too easily. It made her lightheaded, even now, but she dared not to dwell on it.

But when she turned sharply on her heel to chew out the person who'd followed her and had the gall to scare her..oh, she was done for, her ears flush with heat. The brief glimpse of their eyes beneath the mask, the curl of their lips as they smiled– her heart stuttered in her chest, and she was certain it had stopped all together when they clasped her hand.

"Y–you.." She wanted to be angry, to brush them off and leave with her rationality in tact, but the warmth of their hands on her skin rendered her speechless. She was no better then a fish on land, struggling to fill her lungs with air as she drew in a shaky breath. "Ahem, you caught me off guard. That's all. Surely you do not make it a habit to sneak up on people?" She huffed in indignation, trying to mask the fluster that threatened to break through her carefully crafted facade.

Ah, what a cruel twist of fate..she'd slipped away to escape their allure, but here they were, dragging her back into their orbit without even knowing how deep her infatuation ran. They were alone, too..it was a chance she wasn't sure she'd ever get again.

Maybe, just this once, she could do something for herself rather then everyone else.

She buried her guilt, the fear– buried it beneath the need to be seen.

"But if you want to make it up to me.."

#genshin impact #genshin impact yandere #genshin yandere #neuvillette x reader #yandere neuvillette #yandere neuvillette x reader #arlecchino x reader #yandere arlecchino #yandere arlecchino x reader #furina x reader #yandere furina #yandere furina x reader #fic tag #pats neuvillette this noodle dragon can be so pathetic #aiming for pathetic desperate and slightly guilty. it gnaws at him knowing he's keeping you like a bird in a cage #esp if you react extremely negatively hes like a kicked puppy #not outwardly but internally hes a MESS. sobbing crying wailing #furina and neuvi sopping wet kittens u found in a cardboard box in an alley #vs arle thinking abt all the crimes shes going 2 commit in the process w/o an ounce of guilt. blackmail? check. kidnapping? check. #a little murder for flavor. as u can see im coping horribly w being practically snowed in rn i need 2 be put down #its like 4 degrees out rn (fahrenheit) and getting colder ueueueue i am dying.......... #only thing keeping me going is my furinameow plushie coming. eventually. staying strong just for her................. #also needs 2 be mentioned all the stories r separate ksjfkhdsf #no not everyone in fontaine is yan and trying 2 kidnap sorry for getting ur hopes up.. #yet #anyway u cant convince me arle isn't bribing (or just straight up forcing) her agents into doing stupid shit so she can “save” you #and make you owe her #two silly goofy little creatures vs the personification of gaslight gatekeep girlboss (heavy on the gaslight) #also split this up in 3 parts bc. lol. lmao. im not writing 9 characters at once goodbye #also all the masks do actually have significance i have an entire essay on why i gave each animal to specific characters okay

[tobythewise]

I just think there’s something incredibly special about being a mage Hawke romancing Anders. All of the other companions find the mage plight annoying at the best of times and WRONG in the worst of times. Hearing their banter HURTS me sometime because hey… you’re saying all mages deserve to have Meredith imprison them because they’re all weak?? IM one of those mages you’re talking about! You think tranquility is fine? That’s ME you’re talking about??

The only one consistently fighting, consistently seeing mages as good and PEOPLE is Anders.

He’ll fight by putting his very life on the line for our freedom. Hawke is willing to throw away his home and be on the run again for their freedom.

I just think that’s really beautiful and really special.

#dragon age #dragon age 2 #handers #Anders romance #Toby rambles #this brought to you because this game is amazing but sometimes it make me so frustrated #Isabella hating slavery but being a jerk about the mages while actively wearing my favor #fenris constantly talking about how magic ruins everything while actively wearing my favor #like plz y’all…. #have an ounce of empathy? please? #this is my first time playing as a mage and it’s ROUGH #and Lowkey is heart breaking because these are Hawke closest friends?? these people who are so indifferent about all the abuse? #critical #<— tagging that just in case? s #I’m just upset y’all 😭 #also fuck Cullen specifically bevause WOW

[ghosts-cyphera]

today I managed to deep-clean half of our home, paint my nails, cook lunch, do my makeup, call my sister, do research on greek mythology, work on our video game & cook dinner with my boyfriend !! a busy day but I feel really proud of myself. I think my meds are starting to work—I feel like I'm slowly becoming myself again 💗

#it's the third week now so it would make sense !! my psychiatrist said that most people start to see the positive effects at 2-3 weeks eek #I haven't been able to do half as many things in one day in the past... six? eight? months #I need to keep in mind that I'll still get worse days and meltdowns though. sometimes my mind jumps to the conclusion that because of #1 or 2 good days I'm suddenly and magically and permanently cured and will never feel an ounce of sadness again #and we all know that's not how it works eeek #anyway !! happy lo #lo talks

[metphies]

drops this and disappears for another six months

#this is my favorite reddit post of all time #svsss #shang qinghua #mobei jun #moshang #i guess? yeah. me and my 2 ounce hamster husband #my art #scum villian self saving system

[scrunckled-idiot]

#FIX TF2!

i dont know how to post stuff like this and this could end up sounding like ramblings of a crazy person but fuck it, we ballin.

i don't think I've ever loved a game more than this, ever, in my whole life. not even my bendy faze in primary school aaaall the way up to middle school can top my devotion to this game. its done so much for me and so many others in this weird and talented community.

it's helped me improve my art style and writing with its diverse set of funny and memorable characters. i wouldn't have even made this account in the first place without it. and if i did without knowledge about tf2, i would be posting some pretty shitty stuff and not even have a fraction of the amazing followers i have now. and to that, i owe it to tf2.

its a timeless masterpiece that has withstanded time itself, even with its current fragile state being overrun by cucks hosting bots to fester in casual servers. there's nothing else like this game. like what other shooting game has a character that has canonically wrestled a bear naked and covered with honey, win, and get a fiancé in the same day? none, only tf2.

this game is one of a kind, so lets protect it.

sign to save tf2 here

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #fix tf2 #save tf2 #art #my art #artists on tumblr #tf2 soldier #big ounce

[zeb-z]

talking entirely character wise. do you think today was a bit of a wake up call for bad. do you think he heard red screaming out of their minds begging for toxic gas and thought about how they’ve lost their minds just a little bit. do you think that when he was given an immediate no when he asked where the red egg was to help them defend he understood how deep of a rift he created. do you think as he sat there silent while the rest of red cheered at killing the egg statue, he wondered if he could have pushed them a little too far. do you think that maybe, just maybe, with the red sun beating down on him in that desert, the gas mask team cheering and dancing, he felt for a single moment the consequences of his actions? that maybe, if he hadn’t started out so hostile with extreme tactics, if he hadn’t been so bloodthirsty and ruthless, if he had had just a little bit of hesitation, that his own attempts at diplomacy would have gone over better? that the rest of the teams would have listened? that red would have trusted his judgement on the egg statues, or at the very least respected him enough to honor an agreement? do you think he realizes that burning his bridges may have fucked him over?

#now again stressing here I’m talking about q!bad. character wise. I feel with how tense folks are getting this needs to be stressed #do you think he sees red and their tight knit unbreakable trust and their unwillingness to listen to a single thing he has to say #and considers that mayyybe he should have killed and tormented them a little less #he was told to not be afraid to run over the competition and took it to the extreme without hesitation or second thought and it’s biting him #in the ass now. because I do think that diplomatic call would have gone different between him and Cellbit had he not fucked them over so #terribly. if he hadn’t done what he had done to slime and to jaiden. if he wasn’t at their base 24/7. if he had a single ounce of tact #maybe there could have been a world where they agree to damage but not kill the eggs and honor it. but bad blew it long before that #disastrous call. he blew it day 2 when he just doubled down on his day 1 nonsense. which again that is the name of the game but yknow #consequences meet actions. and no he’s not the only one who didn’t want to kill the eggs but he’s a big reason why the deal fell through #specifically with red. in another world they could have been convinced. do damage but don’t kill. idk #again. qBBH. bless him but good god he has taken ‘whatever it takes’ to the extreme and he’s paying for it now #mcyt #qsmp #qsmp purgatory #q!bbh #z speaks

[foodshowxyz]

Coconut Lavender Tartlets Recipe

Ingredients:

For the Tart Shells:

1 1/4 cups all-purpose flour

1/2 cup powdered sugar

1/4 teaspoon salt

1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter, cold and cubed

1-2 tablespoons ice water

For the Coconut Custard:

1 cup coconut milk

1/4 cup granulated sugar

2 tablespoons cornstarch

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

1/2 teaspoon lavender extract (or a few fresh lavender buds, finely crushed)

For the Whipped Coconut Cream:

1 can (14 ounces) coconut cream, chilled overnight

2 tablespoons powdered sugar

1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract

For Garnish:

Toasted coconut flakes

Lavender buds

Powdered sugar for dusting

Instructions:

Make the Tart Shells:

In a food processor, combine flour, powdered sugar, and salt. Pulse to mix.

Add the cold butter and pulse until the mixture resembles coarse crumbs.

Add ice water 1 tablespoon at a time, pulsing until the dough starts to come together.

Press the dough into tartlet molds and prick the bottom with a fork.

Chill for 30 minutes, then bake at 350°F (175°C) for 20 minutes or until golden. Let cool completely.

Prepare the Coconut Custard:

Whisk together sugar and cornstarch in a saucepan.

Gradually whisk in coconut milk, ensuring no lumps form.

Cook over medium heat, whisking constantly until the mixture thickens and comes to a boil.

Remove from heat and stir in vanilla and lavender extracts. Allow to cool slightly before pouring into the cooled tart shells. Chill until set.

Make the Whipped Coconut Cream:

Scoop out the solidified coconut cream from the chilled can, leaving any liquid behind.

Whip the coconut cream with powdered sugar and vanilla extract until soft peaks form.

Assemble the Tartlets:

Once the custard is set, spoon or pipe the whipped coconut cream onto each tartlet.

Garnish with toasted coconut flakes, lavender buds, and a dusting of powdered sugar.

Serve:

Allow the tartlets to sit at room temperature for a few minutes before serving for the best flavor and texture.

#recipe #delicious #food blogs #food pics #food #homemade #foodshow #dessert #cake #breakfast #snacks #coconut #Coconut Lavender Tartlets Recipe #Ingredients: #For the Tart Shells: #1 1/4 cups all-purpose flour #1/2 cup powdered sugar #1/4 teaspoon salt #1/2 cup (1 stick) unsalted butter #cold and cubed #1-2 tablespoons ice water #For the Coconut Custard: #1 cup coconut milk #1/4 cup granulated sugar #2 tablespoons cornstarch #1 teaspoon vanilla extract #1/2 teaspoon lavender extract (or a few fresh lavender buds #finely crushed) #For the Whipped Coconut Cream: #1 can (14 ounces) coconut cream

[thegreatyin]

arturia voice ohhhhhhh this goat is so doomed by the narrative rn

#he's so small. he is as tall as five apples and he weighs 2 ounces maximum #yin-thoughts #arknights #arknights spoilers #loosely? kinda? just a page from the arturia manga i really liked. because im never not obsessed with those tragic goat boys

[fmab]

I'd like to think right now cayde and crow are running around frolicking in meadows taking turns shooting weird monsters with hand canons and throwing grenades at each other and wrestling in the dirt for enrichment. you know, just everything your average hunter needs for happiness and joy. they got over the whole killing you thing and forgot about it after the first 5 minutes and now its all about enrichment

#venus.txt #* becoming mentally iller * #crow is becoming tolerable the faggier he gets. any ounce of heterosexuality ruins him for me #'destiny 2 writers always try to shove crow in everything like why is crow the bus driver' im allowing it This Time.

[love-3-crimes]

‼️cw eyestrain, dissociation‼️

...what do you do when the Mind can't remember who it was, or when the Heart goes numb?

...?

#chonny jash #this counts as vent art but i refuse to call it that #cw eyestrain #tw dissociation #angelo tag #im in my Every Ounce of Energy era if ya know what i mean #side note pls never do eyestrain art at 2 am in the dark dont be like me #at least it was fun to play around with all the editing things on procreate #ill probably notice mistakes in the morning but i simply do not care its mimis time

[lemongogo]

hi

#how r we today.tell me abt ur day was it nice did u do smt fun #IMMM so burnt out . work liteally zapping everh ounce of brain energy i have left #i want 2 draw soo bad T__T.but my head hurts my wyes hurt my stmsch hurts myy #we cn make it 2 tbh e weekend . we can we can we can we can we will☝️

[nonconstories]

Someone pissed me off a couple of days ago

So! Below are several links to programs and foundations that promote adult literacy! Hundreds of millions of adults world wide were failed by their education system and now must fend for themselves while trying to read contracts and hospital bills and infographics from the CDC. But they don't have to be alone, and it is never too late to learn!

ProLiteracy: A network of educators, researchers, and advocates which provides research reports, learning materials, and other support to adult education programs. They assist with connecting volunteers to local programs and provide guidance and support to community leaders trying to use their programs' findings to advocate for social and political change.

Adult Literacy League: An adult education program in Central Florida, which aims to provide students with one on one attention to foster growth and confidence. It also offers English Second Language courses and job skills training, and each new student receives a comprehensive assessment to determine the best plan for them.

Saint Vincent and Sarah Fisher Center's Foundational Skills Program: A 100% free adult education program aimed at adults reading below a fifth grade level. It operates year round and is either in person or remote, and they now have a GED testing center that is open to students and the public alike.

Washtenaw Literacy: A free network of trained tutors for adults in Washtenaw County, Michigan.

Adult Learning Program (Las Vegas/Clark County): Free education classes to those lacking a high school diploma, those seeking to learn ESL, and adults who read below an eighth grade level. Also assists in students' search for gainful employment. Nevada got so fucked by COVID and the education/literacy numbers in the South West are grim. Please help these guys.

Hawaii Literacy: In addition to helping adult residents of Hawaii Island learn to read and write AND bridging the education gap in Hawaii's underserved children, they offer computer literacy classes, ESL classes, and a bookmobile. 1 in 6 Hawaiian adults struggle to read and write.

#Not Stories #mutual aid #adult literacy #'uuhhhggg its soooo disappointing when i meet a girl who's like 'yeah omg i luv 2 read' #'and then she only reads booktok trash and grocery store thrillers and manga' #'like come on thats such a turn off :/' #'like aren't you bored??? what about reading The Foundation and War & Peace and Grapes of Wrath where's THAT girl haha' #nobody gives a shit what sort of high school reading list gets your dick stiff! NOBODY! #I'm too busy dealing with the fact that most public education systems hate students of color and anyone with a learning disability #from the very bottom of my very dyslexic heart go fuck yourself #'this chick only read 8 books in twelve months lmfao thats so pathetic' #'i read eight books a MONTH some people really give up after high school' #do you think my great grandfather or his father got to fucking finish high school???? #or were they busy getting fucking shot at in germany in two different fucking wars???? #thank every god you wanna name that my lunatic mother stopped abusing me long enough to put me through FIVE YEARS OF TUTORING #to get ME literate because that's what it fucking took #I watched more than one kid from my underserved semi rural district drop out at 17 or 16 or 15 #because their parents needed a third paycheck or they were gonna lose the goddamn house #10% of my majority black school district graduated FUNCTIONALLY ILLITERATE and not an ounce of it was those kids' fault #our racist ass school district failed them and the district did NOT protect my white ass when I was diagnosed dyslexic #the adult literacy crisis is not about you getting a girlfriend who can discuss Ayn Rand with you #the adult literacy crisis is about us being exploited and neglected and made easier to control and manipulate #reading is FUCKING HARD and learning to read after the age of six is SO MUCH HARDER #so from the VERY very bottom of my VERY very dyslexic heart #FUCK. YOU.

[ghosts-cyphera]

hey it’s lo !! hi !! just quickly sliding in to say thank you to everyone who interacted with my post last night. I was really, really deep down in the pit and even though I wasn’t in any immediate danger, your love and help and support did get me through the night.

though I’m so, so incredibly sorry to see how many of you have struggled with suicidal thoughts, it also means a lot to see that I’m not alone with this. thank you so, so much for the reminder.

sending you all so incredibly much love right now, my darlings 💗 lo out !!

#today was easier! I had a dentist’s appointment that I had to get to in the morning and it was the first time in four weeks that I’d #-left the house by myself #I managed! I did really good actually. I didn’t get overwhelmed from being in the public #and I beat my fear of dentists and got my chipped filling filled back in :-) #then I went to tk maxx for some quick valentine’s shopping (because let’s be honest: w/ my track record I’m not leaving the house- #-before valentine’s lol) and treated myself to some chocolate cake and even started journaling today for the first time in many years! #heavily thanks to you all last night for your suggestions #anyhow !! I hope you’re all doing alright tonight. please know that every single ounce of my love is headed to you in 3-2-1 NOW #hopefully most of it reached itms destination and you feel a little bit warmer 💗 #lo talks #tw suicide #cw suicide