#Voluntary course

[falseandrealultravival]

DO NOTHING:The core of urban engineering (3:3/3 Essay) last

My manga drawn at the beginning of graduation thesis　（my Guernica）

Lifeboat by Associate Professor Morimura

Two years later, Associate Professor Morimura was very helpful to me during my thesis examination. After my voluntary exercise, I repeated a grade (second time) and worked on my thesis in a situation where he had to graduate properly this time. On the day of the examination, when it was my turn to announce, Associate Professor H was biting. I was wearing very rough clothes and had a muffler around my neck. He said: "Morishita, I'll never graduate you,if you don't take the muffler and announce it!" In response to that, I: "I understand, should I take it? I did.

I had a close relationship with Associate Professor H. I once had a busy part-time job and told Associate Professor H that I didn't have time to attend exercises (required). This imitated the critic Hideo Kobayashi once told Professor Yutaka Tatsuno of the French Literature Department, "I have to earn money because I live with a woman, so I don't have time to attend classes." However, in the case of Kobayashi, he was given an exam, and when Professor Tatsuno saw the result, he said, "If you can do this much, you don't have to go to class." Instead, I was just told, "Anyway, go to the exercises." Associate Professor H and I were worst relationship .

He belonged to the mainstream of urban engineering and sanitary engineering. Associate Professor H is one of the servant of Mr. Tamon Ishibashi (deceased), who is famous for good or bad in the world of water treatment. Mr. Ishibashi is a person who has a good face in the Ministry of Health and Welfare (at that time), and he is doing various bad things. One example is how to get involved in the water supply plan in Takayama City, Gifu Prefecture. Takayama City has selected a site with an abandoned mine upstream as a water source. There is a risk of mine poisoning.

After seeing the plan, Mr. Ishibashi gave a go-ahead to the construction just by reading the plan, that is, without looking at the actual situation. Anxious, the locals turned to a graduate student in sanitary engineering for help. Here, an unprecedented war broke out between the professor and the go apprentices. Mr. Ishibashi hung up by the graduate students, but at that time, it was Associate Professor H who helped Mr. Ishibashi by putting pressure on the graduate students, such as not arranging employment.

The above process is described in detail in "Pollution Principles ( Voluntary course)". I knew that, so to Associate Professor H I had something close to hostility, and so did he. It happened that the person in charge of employment at my time was Associate Professor H, so I refused to mediate. By the way, the current sanitary engineering of the Department of Urban Engineering is solidified by the network of Associate Professor Ishibashi-H. It's not a gorgeous thing.

I was able to graduate remarkably. Assistant Nakanishi taught me the first act of the faculty meeting. Associate Professor H disagreed with my graduation and said, "The announcement was amazing, but he haven't written half the text of my thesis yet. Can I graduate this guy!" At that time, Associate Professor Morimura said, "Mostly, H! Some people go on an overseas trip without writing their thesis properly, but he writes the text properly. Let him graduate!"

That's right. Unlike Associate Professor H, who became an assistant professor through connections, Associate Professor Morimura, who became an assistant professor with his own abilities, said "a heavy and precious word." It seems that no one disagreed. I was also fortunate that Associate Professor Morimura was an instructor in urban planning, not in sanitary engineering. Urban engineering consists of urban planning and sanitary engineering.

At the graduation party, Associate Professor Morimura said, "I thought you would do it, but I didn't think you would do it this much. You can do anything after graduation, but please let me know your activity report." He talked to me. My work also impressed Professor Morimura. For me, Assistant Ui and Assistant Nakanishi are Mr. Ui and Ms.Nakanishi. Associate Professor Morimura will be "Professor Morimura" forever. By the way, Professor V did not attend my thesis examination.

[flamingpudding]

Fictober23 Prompt: 15 - "Fine explain it to me."

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: T

Warnings: Slight shipping but can be seen as platonic too

A/N: Just wanted to mention that I usually am more of a found family themed dpxdc writer but this was a self runner once I started writing until I realised that this could be seen as a ship.

Danny sipped on the champain, he was drinking leaning against the wall. Next to him, also leaning against the wall with crossed arms was Dan glaring at everyone that even remotely tried to approach them. Dani had disappeared into the crowds and Danny was convinced that she had made her way to the buffet table and had found a hiding place with whatever food she had piled up high on a plate. He had seen her do that before.

"How long do these things go?" Dan asked, glaring at someone specifically, Danny knew was a business partner of the fruitloop.

"A couple of hours, usually fruitloop lets us leave around 8 pm." Danny answered easily, surveying the area for any familiar face he might recognize despite knowing he wouldn't. Sam's family wasn't attending this gala and any face he could recognize was probably a business partner of Vlad or someone he had seen on a magazine cover.

"Dile back your glare. Your eyes are glowing red." He offhandedly mentioned to his time-clone-twin taking another sip. Dan only growled at him and looked stubbornly away, though his eyes lost the red color and turned back to a blue.

"How do you and Dani do this shit?"

Danny hummed, museing how things had changed over the past couple of years since Dani and him started to attend these Galas Vlad made them go too. "I hated it at first too. But you weren't socialized enough to attend and Dani used to flat out refuse but we got used to it and found our tactics on how to handle it. Dani usually raids the buffet and finds a hiding place, I just hang with Sam if she is here."

"But she is not." Dan growled, now glaring at a rich kid that had looked like it wanted to approach them but wisely decided to turn tail at Dan's glare. "These stuck up kids are trying to mock us aren't they?"

"Yup." Danny popped the p. "We could always ghost the fruitloop though."

"And have to listen to him lecturing us later? No thanks." Dan's eyes went over the people at this place. He saw Vlad talking to someone he was pretty sure had been on the cover of some tech magazine before but then his eyes stopped on a guy with black hair and blue eyes looking only slightly older than them that was staring at them very intensely.

Dan rammed his elbow into Danny's side, causing the other to wheeze and nearly drop the glass he was holding. The one he had spotted was now on his way to approach them and Dan narrowed his eyes. "You know that guy?"

Danny once he caught his breath again looked up and his eyes widened with recognition. "Shit!"

But before Dan could question the other about that guy, who was now speed walking with a business smile towards them, Danny grabbed him by the elbow and dragged him along with him. "We need to go, like right now."

Dan dragging his feed and making Danny literally drag him along only looked at his phone arching an eyebrow mockingly. "It's not 8 pm yet."

"Text the fruitloop. We are going-"

"Danny, what a pleasure to see you here, I didn't know you attended galas like this." Danny got cut off by the same guy Dan had spotted watching them. He hadn't seen how but somehow that guy had managed to cross the hall before them and block Danny's exit.

Dan heard Danny mutter a distinctive "fuck" before letting go of his elbow and smiling at the guy nervously. "Dick. What a surprise. I didn't know you would be here."

"Dick?" Dan repeated with an arched eyebrow but Danny swiftly stepped on his foot.

"Well Bruce thought it was about time again I attended one of the Galas with him again. You know how it is, don't you?" There was a glint in the other's eyes and Dan eyed him interested, the guy had some dirt on Danny. This was going to be interesting.

"Ah well yea, Vlad asked for me to come along too and someone got to represent my late parents too after all." Danny laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck and clearly avoiding direct eye contact.

"Represent your late parents?"

"Yea funny thing, my parents willed their company to me and-"

"I thought you said you were an engineer working for Dalv.Co? To think I told you about how I am with the Waynes and yet you never mentioned even once to me your relation to Masters." Dan blinked, okay so that guy was a friend Danny had made somehow outside of Sam and Tucker.

"I do! I do, it's just that… well... I can explain!"

"Fine, explain it to me."

Danny appeared to be a flustered mess while this Dick was staring at him with crossed arms. Dan watched them with fascination and a small amount of satisfaction at how Danny fumbled with his words. He then felt a tuck at his side and locked down to find Dani offering him popcorn.

"That's Dick Greyson." Something suddenly clicked for Dan and he smirked down at Dani.

"The guy that's teaching your Gymnastic course that Danny always volunteers to take you too?"

Dani nodded once more and now also sporting a mischievous smile.

[inthewaytoamultilinguallife]

I love my anxiety because it's like, i know that from this June to, idk, 2 years from now? i will be working with one person from brazil and somewhere in between I will have to go to brazil for a couple of days because of it

And while i know that

a) I have formally studied portuguese for three years and have used it quite a good amount ever since (watching videos and films and series, reading and studying in it, have taken university courses IN Portuguese, go to academic presentations given in portuguese, etc) aka: while i don't quite speak it very well, I do understand portuguese i just have trouble lipreading it

b) I personally know this person, knows she knows and speaks Spanish (even if she prefers not to) and have had several conversations (both casual and academic discussions) in both languages, or she in one, I in another

and that

c) literally no one expects me to speak in Portuguese or will mind if I fuck my Portuguese

my anxiety STILL insists they will all hate me for my (alleged) broken Portuguese and that they will fire me because of it

AND THIS JOB DOES NOT EVEN START FOR ANOTHER THREE MONTHS and they can't even fire me what the fuck am I on

[saturdaynightghostclub]

Bestieville End-of-Week Check-In 👀

Hello, my lovelies :)

It’s been a long week, in that kind of planetary way where I think everyone in the world is feeling it (or maybe I’m just hoping I’m not the only one).

So if you feel like it, I think let’s just take a collective deep breath, and if you want maybe let us know in the comments if there’s anything exciting or noteworthy happening in your world. Let’s celebrate each other and get some good vibes going for the weekend!

I’ll go first: I’m settling into this new story and loving the vibes here on Tumblr, AND I learned how to make baked brie :)

[rainbabbles]

Saw this template and had to throw these guys in it >:3c

[oughtnots]

wait omg. they enabled pvp blazing on 4/20 <3 now all of tumblr is in the blunt rotation

[needsmoreknives]

got tagged by @numetalpuppygirl, a Poster of Quality, to name 5 things that I like so step one mimd control rays go check char out step two here it is

starting with the most important one lest i get stood on at night. Schrödinger master of emotional manipulation soft fluffy menace and a professional Orange Bastard (reference attached)

daggers!!!n knives of any sort really but especially daggers. am trying to collect them but i set a rule to only come by them honestly via random irl encounters or gifts which is harder than you think. gift me daggers

drawing. especially my OCs who i never post here but also just drawing period and also OCs period. everyones. including YOURS. everyone post more OC stuff im looking silently but intently. i should maybe start an art sideblog. putting a pin on that idea

soft fluffy textures. fluffy socks fluffy jackets those uber-soft brand new fluffy blankets you can stand in a store and pet until people start looking at you weird. proponent of Big Fluffy

my friends who have been handpicked and headhunted for their unique trait of being the coolest raddest bunch of losers on earth. luv you gang especially cuz most of you dont have tumblr and wont know im being nicey <3

ok. tagging. l dont actually talk to people here much so lets go with those I exchanged at least a couple words with: @the-ehm (i know like 90% of things about you but you are new here so. authentic tumblr tag game for you, redditor) @mer-yan @anarchistfrogposting

also any of my mutuals!!! i had a dozen or so longtime mutuals' names in mind but chickened out. so if we silently but amiably coexisted in the same corner of tumblr for a while now consider yourself tagged and feel free to link me. if you want. mwah.

[alterhumannerdygoat]

I've recently thought more about goats chewing cud/ruminating. (link if you don't know what that is)

I chew chewing gum a lot, I would more if I had more money. As in, I'm happy chewing the same piece for a whole day. It's kind of similar to chewing cud in a way, so it's nice viewing it as chewing cud :]

It's just fun taking on a new perspective to this type of thing :D

[brushes-of-sage]

My contribution to the ROTTMNT fandom AU shenanigans:

Y’all remember The Secret of NIMH 2? “Just Say Yes” but with Disaster Twins 👀

[aroaessidhe]

2023 reads // twitter thread

Towers Trilogy: Radiant, Defiant, Towers Fall

post-apocalyptic YA trilogy in a dystopian world where those with magic live in living floating towers

a nonmagical girl in the under-city who can see ghosts tethers herself to a a powerful ghost, and they find themselves hunted for their power

no romance, female friendship, dark magic

[born-to-lose]

My visit to my old high school went well!! I can start giving extra English lessons for 9th and 10th graders in September, the headmistress almost begged me to become a full-time teacher at some point and I'll meet my 10th grade English teacher at at least two concerts this year

[falseandrealultravival]

DO NOTHING :The core of urban engineering (1:1/3 Essay)

Unreasonable work

I am a fairly arrogant person, and I rarely call my teacher a "teacher". But I definitely have a teacher who can be called a "Former teacher". In this section, I will write about that person.

When I was in and out of the voluntary course(自主講座), I was assigned a job by Jun Ui (assistant in the Department of Urban Engineering:純　宇井). It was to rent a classroom in the Department of Urban Engineering on Sunday for a group that was not directly related to the voluntary course. It may seem easy to read, but it's a tough job.

First of all, Mr. Ui and the voluntary course were "insects in the lion's body" for the University of Tokyo, and our activities were a nuisance for the university. Therefore, the paperwork was complicated so that the classroom could not be used as much as possible.

For example, if you want to hold a course at Komaba (a liberal arts course campus in Meguro Ward), you only need one professor's stamp and office work stamp to complete the procedure. However, at Hongo (specialized course campus in Bunkyo Ward), stamp, a professor of the Department of Urban Engineering, stamp, a professor representing the Faculty of Engineering (three-month shift system), stamp, the Secretary-General of the Department of Urban Engineering, stamp, the Secretary-General of the Faculty of Engineering, and university affairs.

If you don't get 5 of the long stamps, you won't be able to open the course. In addition, the professor who pushed the stamp must stay on campus during the course, even if he is not present in the course. This is complicated even on weekdays. All are self-directed course countermeasures. Now then, can we rent a classroom on Sunday? In such a desperate situation, I struggled to get a stamp.

Of course, I approached the professors and associate professors of the Department of Urban Engineering at random. However, even though all the people originally didn't like Mr. Ui, I had to add them and detain them at the university on Sunday. There is no way to push the stamp.

Professor V, who is a boss in the Department of Urban Engineering, says: "Jun Ui really wants to be a professor. You can see his ambitions. There is only one perdecade urban engineer who goes in and out of the Voluntary course like you. I'm afraid, but don't you know you are being used? "I didn't answer that.

Furthermore, Professor V: "I also participated in the school struggle." Me: "Huh, did you teacher also wield a geba stick?" Of course, I knew that Professor V was in a position to suppress the student movement. I turned it back. In the end, I didn't get a stamp, and when I parted, Professor V said, "Come again." It must have evaluated me as such. I replied, "I'm not coming anymore."

Associate Professor H was indignant, saying, "What is Ui thinking about letting students do this kind of work?" The reaction was various.

Mr. Ui was in a position to ignore complicated procedures, etc., because they are selfish arrangements of the university. However, Professor Asada of the Department of Mechanical Engineering advised me, "You can do anything. In any case, follow the procedure."

When I brought the above results to Mr. Ui, it became a big quarrel. Me: "I didn't want to take such a terrible job! Also, I think the procedure should be done properly! Why don't you stop this course!" Mr. Ui: "You are just a insignificant student at the University of Tokyo at last." It's ironic like Mr. Ui who was negative to the University of Tokyo students) "I:" I'm sure, I'm a University of Tokyo student (rather proud of being a University of Tokyo student) " .

According to the leader of the group which want do the course on Sunday: "I didn't think there was anyone who could fight head-on with Mr. Ui." Anyway, it seems that the classroom was licensed and the lecture was opened. (I didn't attend.) I don't remember the details. However, this unreasonable work assigned to Mr. Ui broadened my face and insight by negotiating with various professors of the Faculty of Engineering, including the work after that, and something. This experiment taught me that it is important to take steps when taking action.

* * Voluntary course: A group of groups that mainly think about "environmental problems", which began when students and graduate students of the urban engineering department occupied classroom 302 of the Faculty of Engineering Bldg. 8 during the school struggle and made it a liberated area. It is different from the so-called New Left.

[leaving-fragments]

going to sue the student council for causing me sleepless nights over this event

[trabandovidas]

3rd day of the semester and I'm already tired and running to not fall behind COMO E POSIBLE ETE SUCESO??!??

[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DPXDC prompt: Spiritual Siblings

Bruce: My assassin kid can't be that normal!

Damian: Well, I’m completely emotionally stable by Amity Park standards. The problem is with you. Obviously.

~~~~~

Damian had long found peace and home in Amity, so he did not worry that the new family and Gotham might not accept him.

Sure, Al Ghul had lived without any contact with his biological father all these years but he could safely say that he had a happy childhood. First years were hard and he was raised more as a weapon than a human being. Even so, after that a ghost who decided to become his brother appeared and everything changed.

Damian still does not know what Ra's owes Phantom but Danny has a right to take him, without prior notification, to live with Fentons, to visit Aunt Alicia at her farm, and to make Vlad’s weekends much less calm and boring. Danny jokes that he just steals him as a hostage when Al Ghul does not pay taxes for using Lazarus Pits. Whatever the reason, he already has a family that loves him.

However, he still wanted to make an effort to fit in this one too. The model of conduct certainly was his older brother. No, not the oldest, of course. To be honest Dan wasn’t the kind of a man that could charm you from the first minute. But Danny, in Damian’s experience, had a calming effect on people. So he tried to act like him.

And, yeah, for lack of experience, he was more fun!Danny at home and super!Danny on patrol but he also really tried not to get any of his own assassin personality in his new-self and was tired of it. He couldn’t get a 100% match. Fine. Still doesn’t look like anyone in this house really likes him, so whatever.

Damian understood why Bruce didn't like his company. Jazz had long ago explained to him the importance of voluntary consent. His mother did a terrible thing. Al Ghul was not a child and therefore he was ready to admit it. However, he also understood that children were not responsible for the actions of their parents.

As a biosocial being, he wanted to be more than just a painful reminder of what had happened to Bruce. Wayne's ignoring of his existence was rude. But Damian wouldn't force this man to spend time with him just because he was legally obligated to take care of his well-being. He wasn't going to prove anything to Batman, and he definitely didn't need his attention. The care of his real family is enough.

But Damian really tried to get along with new potential siblings. He even shared Sam's and Danny’s special jokes with some of adopted kids 'cause he didn’t want them to feel like he put himself above them. He wasn't good at showing emotions but he was as open as the assassin could afford to be to strangers.

But they all obviously expected something from him. And it reminded him of the League in an unpleasant way. It was easier with Fentons. Almost everyone in Amity Park was saying what they thought, and Damian didn’t have to waste time decoding potential conspiracies.

Damian missed movie marathon nights with Sam, Tucker, and Danny. And he hoped Dani had time to bother Vlad in his absence.

It was so weird here. When Danny and Valerie were fighting, they would gather at the dinner table anyway. When Damian wanted to have combat training with Drake here, he was forced to stay in his room. A very strange punishment. And undeserved one too.

Al Ghul felt quite calm and fine sitting at his easel and painting the people he left behind. An unusual subject for his paintings. But, Ancients, he missed Amity.

He missed Jack's bone breaking hugs, Maddie's Ecto-Contaminated food, arguments of Sam and Tucker, cozy art class with Mr. Baxter and even Vlad's done look. He missed Danny telling him about the stars. He also missed sword practice with Dan's boyfriend Fright Knight and he missed Dan's stories about his other youth. He missed literary evenings with Mr. Lancer, Clockwork and Ghost Writer. He even missed the hours-long Jazz lectures. He missed the dance of death and life. He missed being looked at without expecting anything from him. He missed the crowd. In the league, he was never at one with himself and in Amity he was always surrounded by people who were not afraid of his fate as the heir to the said League. This Manor was full of people, but for the first time in his life he felt lonely. Damian has to admit that he felt left behind. Of course, he understood that people needed time to build relationships, but he could have sworn that even he didn't need that much time to connect with Fentons. Maybe this is one of the tricks of the Clockwork? Then this one is not funny at all.

~~~~~Phone call~~~~ Damian: Mom, I want to go home. Maddie: I'm so sorry to hear that, sweetheart. What happened? Damian: Just…Nobody likes me. Why was I sent here? I'm not weak. And my brothers are quite capable of protecting me from Raas. I don't need Batman for this. Maddie: We'll figure it out, champ. Moms love you, remember? I'll talk to Talia, okay? Your brothers and sisters are already on edge and ready to steal you right during the patrol. Damian: It would be nice, but it would put a bat on their tails. So lock them in thermoses if they bother you too much. Maddie: But that won't stop Jazz. Damian: I missed the part where that's my problem. Maddie: Well, it will be your problem if she comes to your doorstep with your childhood photos and moralizing.

~~~~~~~~

It's his birthday. And he was always excited about it. But now, looking at the pile of gifts, he realizes that these people don't know him at all.

And this is the family of the best detective in the world? Maybe yes, but none of them bothered to really find info about him or ask him about his likes. Damian's a stranger here, and that's obvious.

The lunch container, which he will obviously give to the Boxing Lunch when he's in the right time interval, tennis rackets that Youngblood might like, The Graveyard Book…

Valerie had already read it to him and Dani before it was published. Thanks to Clockwork for his little miracles. The book reminded him of home.

Obviously this one is from Jason. And well, Damian doesn't think it was a pun on his life in Amity, more like Hood's inside joke about death but Dami will definitely leave this thing in the room at the Manor and maybe take it with him to the GZ or Amity Park.

~~~~~~~

When they gather at the festive table, Damian realizes that he has to make some kind of speech. He tries to be as brief as possible in his report.

Damian: Todd, your gift is appreciated. And I found a potential use for items that were given by others, Bruce.

Damian never called Batman his father. With Maddie and Talia, calling both moms wasn't weird, especially when Jazz explained to his biological mom that he wasn't trying to replace her. But with Wayne, it was different. Both women took care of him, they deserved this title. Wayne provided for his needs, but his core heart didn't feel like they were close. Surely there's nothing wrong if they're just Bruce and Damian? Obviously, they both don't enjoy each other's company.

Jason: So, do you like books, little demon? Damian: Sometimes reading is quite relaxing, I should point out. I'm not indifferent to Stephen King and Lovecraft. Jason: Personal recommendations? Damian: Cujo is one of my favorites. Jason: Not a common opinion, huh. Damian: It reminds me of my family. Damian tries to smile like Danny does, but Jason's twitching eye clearly indicates that he screwed it up.

~~~~Dick and Jason synchronously drop their forks as an excuse for a conference under the table.~~~~ Dick*whispers*: How's the situation? Jason*whispers back*: If the boy asks for a dog, don't be fooled. He will be happy to dance on our graves.

~~~~Cass knocks over their heads, urging them to return to their seats.~~~~

Damian: So how good you are at fading and sliding,Todd? Jason: Why did you ask? I can't, of course. Damian: Because you're dead. It seemed to me that this was a completely understandable interest. Jason: Wow, what a jerk. Damian: I wonder why your own incompetence makes me a jerk? Even my sister could do this when she wasn't dead for even a month.

Jason, for some reason, looks awkward, although he has never been embarrassed before by the idea that a girl could be stronger than him.

Jason: Your sister? How old was she when... So it's all about age. Damian rolls his eyes.

Damian: We're the same age. It seems like it was four or five years ago. To be honest, I don't remember. I wasn't around then. I'll ask Danielle the next time I go to the cemetery to visit her. Dick: I'm so sorry, Dami. Where is she buried? We can take you. Damian: There's no need. She has no grave, as there was nothing to bury. Bruce sighs loudly and covers his eyes with his hands. Damian: It's just easier to contact the afterlife in places like this, you now? Duke: We are very sorry, dude. Damian: Don't be. People come and go, and then come back if they haven't finished annoying you. There's no point in regretting the past. Her creation was not the most ethical thing but everything is going as it should. At least that's what Grandpa says. Considering that the old man is older than time, I prefer to believe him. No one plays with fate without his permission unless they want to get hit by the clock. Tim now looks like he's going to throw up and Damian hurries to move his plate closer to him. Jason: Yes, Bruce, this is definitely your son. Damian: Did I say something wrong? Dick smiles faintly at him but still doesn't find anything to say. Damian shrugs and goes back to eating asparagus. People outside of Amity are so weird.

Signal looks at Damian suspiciously as he carefully rearranges the plate of soy sausages away from himself. Did he take him for an idiot? Everyone knows that even vegetarian sausage bite and fight no worse than those with meat when they come back to life. It's not Damian's fault that he doesn't have an ectoblast with him and wants to have extra distance from the opponent.

~~~At the same time, in the walls of Wayne Manor~~~ Dani: The operation codenamed "Get Haunted Idiot" is declared open. Danny and Dan *salute*.

~~~Several Days Later~~~

Damian: So, this is Dan. Danny says we keep him as a GIW repeller. Dick: And Danny and Dan are.. Jazz: His brothers. I'm Jazz by the way. Elle and I are his sisters. Damian: I feat the criteria to participate in their name cult, so they took me. Dan, Danny, Dani and Dami. Dan *ruffles Damian's hair* : I prefer to call this biting threat Damn, to be honest. Dami: Shut up, DaNtE, they almost wrote Dark in your passport, you idiot. I can't believe I thought I missed you. Danny: Wow. Rude. Your grandpa would be disappointed. Great job, lil one.

~~~Several years later~~~

[nabulsi]

Important question for non-Gazzans on tumblr

As you may know, I've been posting a nonstop rotation of Gazzan fundraisers which need donations but a lot of them are simply not getting enough reach. And not enough donations either. I wanted to ask if there's anyone using tiktok or another platform like X who is willing to be a volunteer partnered with Gazzan family to post on their behalf to increase the reach of their fundraisers?

If so please reply to this post or DM me thank you! I may put something more organised together in the next few days if I feel there's willingness to participate.

This would be voluntary of course so i can't offer anything but my gratitude in return.

(also reblog this post please and thank you)