Also, if anyone was wondering/was curious and/or was too lazy to solve it, the answer to the math question that killed Subspace is 2.9237674e+40! :3c (my noggin hurts now)
Woe, headcanon be upon ye!:
Not many demons actually know how to do math. At least, not very well.
The exceptions to this are Subspace, Medkit, Coil, and most Blackrockians, who are all exceptionally good at math by demon standards, as Iโm pretty sure math is an integral part of some machines and inventions.
Ive also been having fun animating shit
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Worst friend group to ever exist. Reblog to throw rocks at them
Every url that reblogโs will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.ย
Your a faggot kill ur elf
the fuck did my elf do
I just got described as an "ad hating commie" by someone because I said a minute of youtube ads is unpleasant. fully spent 5 minutes arguing and defending youtube ads. insane stuff
In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.
P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3
EDIT: Well this got a lot of attention! I got a few users asking to print or repost my art and I am unimaginably grateful to everyone's interest, especially since it's a really simple drawing I made on a whim haha! Anyone who is looking to print these out to hang or hand out or repost on another platform is free to do so, although I ask you to credit me and let people know it's from my Tumblr profile! If anyone wishes to do anything else with my art or post and wants to clarify what I consent to then they can message me privately and I'll explain! <333 all my love to my queer siblings
EDIT: I made an LGBTQIA+ version with a focus on trans and intersex folks, it's on my pinned if you prefer this version of the acronym.
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Please help my children a little ๐ป
After the recent b*ombing of the neighboring tower, we were forced to relocate for the eleventh time from the place we had been seeking refuge. Sadly, we no longer have a home and are constantly searching for a safe spot to shelter from the ongoing bombardments.
In the past few days, my three-month-old son Khaledโs condition has worsened significantly. He developed severe chest allergies from inhaling dust and ro*cket smoke, accompanied by a high fever. We couldnโt find a hospital to provide the necessary care, so we had to go to a private doctor, which cost us a substantial amount of money that we barely have.
The doctor recommended four nebulization sessions daily to ease his condition, but providing these sessions has been nearly impossible due to the power outages. Weโve relied on kind people with solar panels who allowed us to use their nebulizer, but securing nighttime doses has been a challenge. Weโve had to reduce the number of sessions despite their critical importance to Khaled's well-being.
As for me, I have developed severe allergies and cannot find appropriate treatment. The pain worsens daily, especially with the rising temperatures. Each day becomes increasingly difficult and dan*gerous. I live in constant worry for my son, fearing the worsening of his condition amid this severe shortage of treatment and care.