#Secondpost

[t00dl3snoodles]

Lil' doodles I made (srry for bad graphic)

Oh, and here's my design for Able (for now)

[taquitololz1236]

Carrot drawing for a moot

[uhxiety]

Cathedral of Saint Paul

Such Magnificent Building

[aannonn]

A lil' thingy

My second post in here.... After literal years xD (technically this would be my third post in here, but since that post is still on draft and never published, then lets just take this one as my second post lol) First things first- [★] I am a writter! '''(Fanfic writter) [★] [★] Will probably do some colorings and show u guys here '''(I don't really know how to do colorings but uh-- Perfection takes practice, right?) [★] [★] Chibi Drawings '''(Once again, I don't know how to draw, but I know how to draw some chibi(? more like square xD) drawings; I can probably show you guys some of my drawings that I made on paper lol) [★] [★] Theories! (I love making theories, even if it's about the most random and irrelevant thing lmao + I especially love making FNaF theories!) [★] [★] Analytics! (I'm really not very good at analyzing things, but I would really love to make a whole analytic post about a character or an story or something like that! Feel free to correct me or to add your own personal thoughts, though!) [★] [★] Respect! (Please be respectful. If you disagree with me on something, then feel free to say your own thoughts about it and maybe even tell me why. However, if you just decide to insult me because of my own personal thought, my own personal view, then do not expect me to even read your message. + Same thing with criticism! If you want to criticize me for something, be it my drawings, my opinion, my analysis, my coloring, etc; So go for it. I will always be open to criticism unless I say I am not. However, If you're going to be rude about it, then don't be surprised if I just ignore your "criticism". Being respectful and open-minded is the key.) [★]

[★] Ships! (I am a multishipper, and I really love to think + write about scenarios with my favorite ships, duos, platonic relationships, etc; Please be respectful if I end up writting for a ship that you may not like. + I do not accept requests asking me to write for romantic pairings. Please do not send me requests about romantic pairings. + You can send me requests about platonic pairings, though! I really love the platonic in relationships!) Alright, now that it's all settled.. Second things now! [❤] Fandoms I am in! (That I may or may not write fic for; Still deciding lol) Jibaku Shounen Hanako Kun (Both Manga and Anime) Mahou Shoujo Site (Anime Only) The Promised NeverLand (Anime Only) Boku no Hero Academia (Anime + The First 4 Seasons Only) Team Fortress 2 (Game + I'm Still Catching Up With The Official Comics) Undertale (Game) OMORI (Game) + (I've Only Played The Sunny Route.. lol) Star vs The Forces Of Evil (Series) Five Nights At Freddy's (Games + Some books) [❤] [❤] Type Of Fics That I Will Write For! Fluff Angsty Wholesome Platonic Romantic Love Triangles Poly Relationships Canon Divergence Alternative Universe SFW [❤] [X] Types Of Fics That I WON'T Write For! NSFW Immortal/Illegal Ships XReader '''(I'm really sorry but- I really dislike the idea of ​​shipping myself with fictional characters- I can try one day, but not right now.) Villainizing A Canonly Good Character '''(Like- You know how people used to villainize Uraraka all the time when she's actually really sweet and kind in canon? So yeah, I really hate when people do that. Just a personal opinion of mine about this kind of thing lol) [X] Aaaand- I think that's basically it? lol Will probably add more or maybe remove others as time went by and I may change my opinion and etc lol For now, It is what it is [lil' edit; hELP I THOUGHT I HAD LOST THIS POST FOREVER BECAUSE IM STILL NEW TO TUMBLR AND SINCE I COULDN'T FIND MY DRAFT THAT IS WHERE I HAD SAVED THIS POST I THOUGHT I HAD LOST THIS POST FOREVER LMAO I SPENT WAY TOO MUCH TIME WRITTING THIS OHGOD] Have a Good Day <3 Have a Good Morning <3 Have a Good Afternoon <3 Have a Good Night! <3

[muramuroficial]

Let’s keep this going! 🚀 Today, I want to share what inspires me: books, music, nature, and the little joys of life. What inspires you? Drop your thoughts in the comments—let’s swap ideas! 🌿📚🎶

[racheleng1369]

Digital Citizenship: The Challenges of Digital Activism and Protest

INTRODUCTION

Activism and protest among digital citizens have become increasingly frequent with the rise of social media platforms usage. These online spaces allow activists and protesters to foster a digital community. They are able to raise awareness of their cause and gather support from these communities. However, the rise of propaganda and fake news has twisted these communities, creating obstacles for activists who wish to advocate for social causes (Powell 2022).

Digital citizenship refers to the responsible use of technology and the Internet to interact with the online community. In this digital age, social media platforms are central hubs for activists to connect with individuals who have common goals and speak out across the Internet (Shi 2016). Shi (2016) mentions that they are able to share crucial information that challenges the dominant power structures, in turn speaking up for the marginalized groups that have no voice and need help. As a result, movements like #BlackLivesMatter and #StopAsianHate were able to gain traction and help improve the living standards of those marginalized groups. It can be seen that social media is an invaluable communication tool for activists.

THE CHALLENGES OF DIGITAL ACTIVISM

However, the ease with which information is shared on social media platforms is also the very same feature that makes it vulnerable to manipulation. Fake news and propaganda can easily be spread across the Internet, which can cause activists’ work to be discredited (Ozkula 2021). As a result, digital activism faces an obstacle on the Internet, which is the misinformation that is spread by malicious groups.

One of the main ways that fake news disrupts the digital activism community is through the spreading of false narratives. According to Ozkula (2021), malicious groups can create and spread misleading information that leads to the activism cause being discredited. Furthermore, crowd attention is also diverted away from the cause, thus lessening the public support that it can receive. One example is the Hong Kong protests, where both protesters and the authorities used social media platforms to gain followers by showing biased narratives. Shao (2019) states that protesters circulated images of a female protester injured by the police while authorities were sharing videos of protesters disrupting public transit operations. The misleading information circulated by both sides has made it hard for the general public to filter through what is true and false.

Propaganda is another challenge that digital activists have to contend with. Propaganda messages shared on social media platforms that are supported by the authorities create a distorted version of reality. Continuous broadcasting of propaganda can be detrimental as it shapes public opinion to become narrow and biased. One example is the propaganda spread by Russian influencers when Russia invaded Ukraine. According to Powell (2022), misinformation was spread by over 180 Russian influencers on TikTok using the caption ‘Russian Lives Matter’ during the period of propaganda spreading. Some of the influencers were also paid by the Kremlin to share this message.

STRATEGIES TO MITIGATE THE CHALLENGES

Amidst all these challenges digital activists face, multiple strategies are available to prevent fake news and propaganda from overwhelming the public. One of the most crucial strategies is to ensure that media literacy is taught. Activists must nurture media skills like being able to critically evaluate information sources and checking whether claims are credible and reliable. One example would be the activists in China who use coded language to communicate with each other so that they can tread past the heavy censorship laws in their country (Rees 2013).

Another strategy that can be used is the active collaboration between activists to share information. This act can help combat misinformation as multiple sides will be able to fact-check the information received together. Networks between activists’ communities can also be built, allowing for more individuals to reinforce information verification. Additionally, a diverse array of individuals within the network of communities will help to prevent echo chambers from being formed, in turn creating a more open and informed community. An example that can be used in the #BlackLivesMatter movement. Rees (2013) states that after the killing of George Floyd by the police due to racism was posted on social media, over 60 countries in the world banded together to hold anti-racism campaigns.

In conclusion, digital citizenship has now provided an online global platform for activism and protests. However, digital activists must remain proactive to not be dragged down by challenges like fake news and propaganda.

REFERENCES

Ozkula, SM 2021, ‘What is digital activism anyway? Social constructions of the “digital” in contemporary activism’, Journal of Digital Social Research, vol. 3, no. 3, pp. 60-84.

Powell, C 2022, ‘The promise of digital activism—and its dangers’, Council on Foreign Relations, 21 March, viewed 15 November 2023, <https://www.cfr.org/blog/promise-digital-activism-and-its-dangers-0>.

Rees, A 2013, ‘Digital and online activism’, Reset, 8 June, viewed 16 November 2023, <https://en.reset.org/digital-and-online-activism/>.

Shi, B 2016, ‘Success of digital activism: Roles of structures and media strategies’, Silicon Valley Notebook, vol. 14, no. 6, pp. 6-10.

Vieira, H 2017, ‘Social media echo chambers create serious issues for organisations’, The London School of Economics and Political Science, 8 November, viewed 16 November 2023, <https://blogs.lse.ac.uk/businessreview/2017/11/08/social-media-echo-chambers-create-serious-issues-for-organisations/>.

[flo-bo]

cuz' i'm not that kind of girl

[askponyboymcurtis]

hey pony, did you hear that Bryon Douglas killed himself?

"Damn, really?"

"I wasn't never real good friends with him. He's-- he was a friend of a friend. Mark 'nd Curly are.. complicated. They ain't friends, or nothin', it's a real weird relationship. Kinda like Paul 'nd Darry."

"But, Mark 'nd Bryon were real close for awhile. 'Til somethin' happened-- I dunno what. Just, one day, they didn't see eye to eye no more. Ain't that crazy how that works out?"

"Damn, I wonder how Mark's doin'. Probably not doin' great, I guess."

"Poor guy. Hope he went out painlessly."

-- PB CURTIS '65

[hollyshine-atetheraven]

[clembunnie]

Happy Saturday!!!（´(ｪ)｀）

1.25.2025<3

made this little collage thingy on insta back in december :3 i kinda love it!!The panda bear is one of my fav stuffed animals EVERR and the kitty is my lovely cat Gerardo. gulps.. that pic is of me loll. I still can't tell if i like it or not. Anyways sorry I'm so awkward, I'm still getting the hang of tumblr so hopefully I'll get better about it the more I postt.

(how do I make gifs tiny?)

1.25.2025 (original post was made on 12.14.2024) #secondpost #ifeariamstillnervous

[iwanttokillyounow]

lol help me this is probably the latest trans visibility day post ever made but i am incredibly lazy

shout out my trans friends LETS GETTT ITTT (trans pushups) i dont know kikus personality like at all so i just went random i hope i did alright SHOUT OUT

[foxysciencedork]

Current Best Art

[knightofthem00n]

Title

I never get how people post so regularly on things like Instagram stories, I mean like I get it for people who use it for business or they’re some kind of influencer. I myself am an artist so I get how it’s important that you stay relevant, or else you get washed up in the forever abyss that is the internet. But I’m talking about real people, the kind of people who don’t really have anything interesting going on in their life and just pretend they do, the kind of people who follow trends just because everyone else is doing it but don’t actually like the trend that much. Those kind of people. My Instagram page is full of them, all people from my school mostly, I tend to get suggested to peoples accounts and they follow because they know me and are desperate for followers because apparently masses of people who you don’t know seeing what you post freely online is something to want in life. I may have a relative hate for most of them but I do follow them back purely because people watching is fun. Their Stories are always full of the most pointless shit I have ever seen. It’s mostly Q&A’s, which I find incredibly amusing because the people hosting it are never really interesting, and have about 42 followers at maximum, yet still they get a good twenty questions for every Q&A they post. I wonder how many are just from their own alt accounts. I genuinely find it so odd that people will post things like they’re famous to a group of people who they see every day at school.

I’ve never really got social media though, like I have it because my friends have it, as a person I’m pretty much expected to have it, I'll post rarely on things like Instagram, maybe a dog photo or some place I went to, distant relatives and old school friends like that kinda stuff. So maybe I do the same thing, But It feels more like a diary I only pick up one every three months or so when I find I have something to say. I feel like in my three posts of my dog and my best friend it could mean more than a Q&A people don’t care about. I think what makes the big difference is that I'm not some guy that spends all his time complaining about how single he is, you know those “me and who?” posts. Or constantly pushing their mostly useless political opinions, that in the big picture no one cares about because its the kind of thing people only talk about online. I don’t suppose social media has any purpose though. 

Hence this post, I felt like actually saying something. This post doesn’t make a point, or have a deeper meaning. I just wanted to type. So I did. It feels really nice though, I mean like. You see all these people trying to constantly string out decent content, and they get burnt out. But typing, absolute bullshit, it’s actually very nice Indeed. 

-Rem

[fichtner-fics]

More Than This (Alex Mahone)

Request: Could you do a Alex Mahone x Reader love/hate relationship? And a angst/fluff? (They end together)

Warnings: swearing, argue, mention of blood and death

A/N: I got my first request for a story, yay! Thank you so much, dear anon!! To be honest, I have NEVER written fighting/arguing scene in my life, I guess because basically I’m a conflict-avoiding type-o-person. I hope it’s not that terrible, and you had something like this in mind. 🥺 Tell me what you think. ✨💕 [well this came out longer than I expected, sorry😂 ; GIF’s not mine]

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We were working on a long and difficult case in the office. It started for 3 weeks now, and though we saw the light at the end of the tunnel, the great breakthrough, the final piece, the last clue was missing. We got that on one afternoon, to be exact, a phone call came in to Alex Mahone’s office, who was the leader of our team.

To be honest, I had no clue where we were with him. We had the potential to fight even about the tiniest details, but we shared some great laughs and kind moments as well. These few times were just enough for me to completely fall for him. His beautiful blue eyes mesmerized me, his smile (when he smiled at least) was wide and honest, and he looked just breathtaking in his sunglasses. I was his inferior for three years now, just enough time for develop strong and desperate feelings. This was the reason why our arguments broke me every single time.

When the call came in, Mahone immediately gathered us in the common room to give us some vision how the raid was going to take place. Everybody got their tasks in order, and I wasn’t too nervous when he left me for last. Much more when it turned out why he did that. Alex asked me to stay in the office just to hold the fort, as he said. I got some pity tasks like follow them on the radar, stay in touch with the center, but come on, they were going to the field. At first I hadn’t found my words, and when I was ready to reply angrily, they were far gone and I was left alone – for about the seventh time in the past one-and-half or two years. Alex just didn’t let me go to the field – and this was one of the main reasons why we were fighting about the most.

Today was the moment when I got enough. I took the keys of my car, got in and headed straight forward to the abandoned storage where they were assuming the location of our suspect. After my arrival and check-in, things happened fast. At the first moment I was walking quietly in the subdued light of a corridor, and at the next I suddenly heard Alex’s scream, then he jumped, pushed me to the ground and some shots were fired too. I realized only several moments later, when he asked for ambulance in the built-in microphone of his vest, that he saved me from the bullet of the killer. He didn’t left me alone but he didn’t talk to me either as we walked down the corridor. My hands were shaking, my shoulder on which I landed was on fire, and he gave a shit about me. Halfway we met the medical team. Alex told them in a few words what happened, then he left us alone – and me, broken.

  After being showed out by some medical technicians, I was given a huge aluminium foil against the cold and the potential shock. They checked my blood pressure, my pupils, and an ambulance man examined my shoulder too. I couldn’t really move my left arm, but at the time that was the last thing I cared.

My eyes were following Mahone as he walked up and down in the parking lot, while speaking on the phone. My heart was aching even more than my shoulder. I cursed myself for all the things I felt for that man, and at the moment I hated everything. I hated the way he could weaken me so that I’d give anything for him, his shiny, beautiful ocean-blue eyes, that could see right through anybody, that could burn in anger and even laugh sincerely when his lips were laughing too.

I thought if I follow them, though I act controversary his demand, the help would be greater, that nothing matters what were before – who the hell would have thought that it could turn out this bad.

When Alex finished his conversation, my heart jumped. I truly hoped he cared enough to come and check on me, but that didn’t happened. I got enough, stood up and walked to him.

  “I don’t want to talk to you” he said coldly when he saw me, not even looking into my eyes. I literally froze.

“Excuse me?” I asked back, but I was too late. “Alex, for God’s sake, would you listen to me for just one time? Please?” I yelled firmly as he turned his back on me, as he did for millions of times. He stopped for a sec, and I frankly thought he were about turning back – but this wasn’t happened. Alex walked straight away towards his car, as there was no one trying to talk to him, nobody broken and confused.

  Some colleagues of mine were kind enough to drive me back to our office an hour later. Just in the second when I stepped into the common room, an other one, who got back earlier than us, told me that Mahone was raving and wanted to see me as soon as possible. I sighed, thanked her the information, and looked towards the door of our boss. I knew it was going to be long and loud, so as I walked I tried preparing my soul for anything and everything I was going to get.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” he started immediately as I entered in his office. I hadn’t even had time to close the door, neither to look around the room. At first I wasn’t sure from where his voice was coming.

“Well, next time you should wait until the door is closed before you start shouting someone’s head off” I replied sarcastically. “I’m glad to know that you want to talk to me now.” I added.

“You disobeyed my order” Mahone continued, without replying to what I said. He stood at his desk in front of the huge windows.

“What?” I barked. It was more than enough. “What order are you talking about?”

“I asked you one thing. One” he held up his pointing finger, almost lightnings were striking from his eyes. “Stay right here, next to your computer, not making any trouble. And what did you do? Followed us. And then? Almost got shot without any goddamn bulletproof west. Do you understand that, Y/N? Do you hear what I‘m saying?”

Alex was so angry I have never had seen him before. He was yelling, but when he cursed (for the umpteenth time of that day) he lowered his voice so, that it was almost just a hissing. He ran his fingers through his hair as he made some steps around the room. I truly couldn’t believe what was happening.

“I’m sorry, mister, you must confuse me with your assistant” I replied angrily. “I just did what is my job.”

“Your job is to investigate, not to play a heroine” he said storming. “I said what I said because I judged this situation was not for your capabilities. And, amazingly, I was right.”

“You knew I was capable, either way you wouldn’t choose me in the first place for this position” I replied. “And if you’re curious, I’ll never ever sit in my chair with my arms folded until you solve cases in the street. I’m a part of this team,” I pointed towards the door, “just like anybody else in this office, whether you like it or not. Oh, and if you may did forget that, you made me a part of this. You knew I could bear this.”

“And by being the part of the team, you must do what I say.” he added. “What do you think would happen if I’m not here? You would still lie there, frozen in… in your own blood.”

His voice shook, but I wasn’t sure if I heard it well. I just stood there, feeling like someone who got a ton of boiling water in her neck.

“He was dangerous” Alex explained slowly after a short silence. He emphasized every single word separately, as I was a stupid 5-years-old, who were incapable of understanding what the adult is saying.

“Thank you, I participated in the whole investigation, at least when you let me. How the hell I’m supposed to progress if you push me back behind working desks?” I asked sharply. “If I wanted to fill in charts and write reports, I would apply to the office next to yours. But tell me if I should leave and change, I’ll do it happily.”

Heavy, tense silence sat on the little room. Alex was leaning against his desk, looking at his feet. My eyes were staring this man standing in front of me, trying to figure out what was he thinking about.

“I thought we were more than this” I said suddenly in a lowered, disappointed voice. “And you know what, I thought we could be more than this.” I added, not caring about anything at all anymore. If he understood, he did, but if not… that didn’t matter either. “Are we done?” I spoke again, because Mahone didn’t say anything. I waited for a long minute, but he stayed silent. I scoffed sarcastically. “You’re insane” I murmured under my breath, then without caring anything I turned and walked towards the door.

Suddenly, when there were only a few steps left and my palm was already on the handle, I felt fingers carefully touching my wrist and pulling me backwards. I got so surprised that I couldn’t realize what was happening until I found myself in Mahone’s hug. I felt one of his hands around my waist, the other cupped my face and pulled me close to him. All this movements happened in a split second, and the next thing I felt was Alex, as he pressed his lips onto mines. We were kissing for minutes, fast and wild at the first time, but as we were calming down our movements were slowing as well. My fingers were stroking his neck, finding their ways into his sand-coloured hair. Mahone’s strong hands held me tightly – for which I was grateful, either way I would fly far away in the air. Though I was filled with feelings and confusion, slowly every piece found its place.

“I can’t lose you” he whispered on my lips desperately after pulling away. “I lost my wife, my kid… I can’t take your loss too. Please.”

My eyes started getting filled with tears, my hands trembled, and I felt myself as weak as never. I had no idea how he felt – I wouldn’t even dare to imagine that he may shared my feelings.

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” I asked when I got my voice back. His face was now far enough I could look into his eyes, while softly stroking his cheeks. His blue gaze was almost frightened, jumping fast from my eyes back to my lips. “You must have seen that it wouldn’t be… platonic.” I smiled upon Alex in hopes that it may calm him a little bit.

“I didn’t want to pull you down. You deserve someone better, someone who’s not a complete… wreck… and I thought maybe if I’m strict enough with you, your feelings pass and you could give space for someone else…”

“I don’t need anybody else” I shook my head. “Alex, how… oh God. Instead of you, who could figure out what’s going on in my mind even from a few words and my look?” my smile widened, and finally I saw some happiness on Mahone’s face as well.

“Do you have any idea how you scared me?” he asked and became serious again straight away. I lowered my eyes. “I’ll change, I swear. But... promise me you’ll never do this again. And you’ll stay. With me.”

“I promise” I said quietly and as certain as I could. As Mahone gave a small kiss on my forehead, I tried to realize what just happened.

[louerofthemoon]

Having an urge to call everyone 'my love' but I guess that would be weird...

[drippydwayne33]