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schrödinger's cats or whatever

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hi so im probably going to move because I'm entering my "fresh start on social media" era. my new main blog is going to be art (and maybe fandom meta) only, and will probably use my main url (heichaiquan). i will also be curating my experience heavily because I want literally 0 discourse/opinion posts or non-aitsf-related sex jokes on my dash so please don't take it personally if I don't follow back—id rather establish interactions on other platforms (like discord DMs) if possible.

(it's going to be a gradual move, probably just trying things out at first to see if I can use this site if I severely limit my follows—theres a chance I might decide "fuck it it's not worth it" anyway)

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I support the "fiction isn't real so nothing matters" mindset but tbf at a certain point it can tip over into "the curtains are just blue" territory

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Me when a character starts experiencing an agonizingly, Horrifically, painful transformation :

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theres a phenomenon that happens on here i have been calling "normalize loving parents posting" which is when you spend a lot of time on tumblr and are exposed to a lot of one specific counter-cultural narrative day in and day out until you start to forget what the dominant ideas are for most of the human population and thus feel the need to "defend" things that are widely accepted and popular. it's called this because of the time a bunch of text posts about shitty dads were circulating and then people with good relationships with their dad didn't feel included enough and started making "uhmmm can we normalize loving parents? not everyone has a deadbeat dad, MY dad is great" type posts, seemingly forgetting that good relationship with dad is a cultural norm that is expected and encouraged. i think its good practice, especially when im annoyed, to stop before i hit the post button and ask myself if this is a real issue or if im normalize loving parents posting. because often im about to try to normalize loving parents

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aitsf and ghost trick crossover doodles

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Happy birthday Teto!! You’re 17 now!! that’s so old!! god damn!!

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What Strength Really Means 💪

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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

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It's the 2nd anniversary of Sonic's death aka The Murder Of Sonic The Hedgehog

(Full animation on YouTube!)

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Someone at some point called Surge Sonic's Wario and I was like "what?", but also went made this...

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morphic resonance

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we changed our mind

i think it should be rephrased to "don't put anything on the internet you're not ready to receive good-faith criticism on" -🪶

fixed this post i hate internet libertarians -🌼

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i had an epiphany listening to primal dialgas theme, basically,

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More Than Money—You Are Giving Us Hope 💙

I never thought hope could come in the form of strangers on the internet. But every donation, every share, every message of encouragement—it all adds up to something that keeps us from drowning.

We have now reached $2,200, and while the road ahead is still long, we are walking it together.

💔 The pain is still fresh. 💔 The future is still uncertain. 💔 But your support makes each day feel a little less impossible.

If you can help, please consider donating. If you can’t, sharing this post could reach the person who can.

Thank you for proving that kindness still exists in the world.

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bonded pair, do not separate!!

(+ bonus sillies :3)

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🌟 A Plea from Gaza: Rola’s Story 🌟

Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.

That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighbor’s house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.

The bombings didn’t stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighbors’ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.

I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my children’s toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.

Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably high—$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why can’t we live like everyone else—go to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?

How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: 💔 Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. 🌍 Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. 🩺 Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.

Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you can’t donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.

What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; it’s about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what we’ve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Let’s work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.

🌸 Please share our story and consider donating today. 🌸