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I love characters with constant smiles!! They make me happy!
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And don't stop talking about Palestine!!
A lot of people around me are having kids and every day it becomes more apparent that hitting your children to punish them is insane because literally everything can be a horrible punishment in their eyes if you frame it as such.
Like, one family makes their toddler sit on the stairs for three minutes when he hits his brother or whatever. The stairs are well lit and he can see his family the whole time, heβs just not allowed to get up and leave the stairs or the timer starts over. He fucking hates it just because itβs framed as a punishment.
Another family use a baseball cap. Itβs just a plain blue cap with nothing on it. When their toddler needs discipline he gets a timeout on a chair and has to put the cap on. When theyβre out and about he just has to wear the cap but it gets the same reaction. Nobody around them can tell heβs being punished because itβs in no way an embarrassing cap, but HE knows and just the threat of having to wear it is enough.
And there isnβt the same contempt afterwards Iβve seen with kids whose parents hit them. One time the kid swung a stick at my dog, his mother immediately made him sit on the stairs, he screamed but stayed put, then he came over to my dog and gently said βSorry Ellieβ and went back to playing like nothing happened, but this time without swinging sticks at the nearby animals.
Thinking about tumblr now vs tumblr in like idk 2012? The Missing-E days? The hipster-GPOY days, and y'know what, YEAH.
Have sites like Twitter, Insta and TikTok caused people to expect that likes will circulate art?
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POMNI INKTOBER
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-π"OMG WHAT IS THIS !?"π
WELL ITS AN INKTOBER WHEN EACH DAY YOU DRAW A POMNI FROM A DIFFERENT AU .
I hope it will make you discovers other aus if your'e a Pomni lover !
Any styles any material, digital or not are allowed, colors too, of course.
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DONT HESITATE TO REBLOG SO EVERYONE CAN SEE IT THANKIE β€οΈ
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Iβm a big fan of Vintage 8 and his analog horror. My favorite characters from his projects happen to be Oracle and Prophet. So, I made fanart of them.
(I think the 8 ball persona was perfect for them)
Click below for the alt. version
here. take it. it doesn't take more than two seconds to help.
One guards the day while the other guards the night. The children are well protected and prefer to keep it that way.
Thoughβ¦ they couldnβt help but favor a child. And you happen to be parent of that child. The beautiful/handsome parent.
I bet they go out of their way to make you stay longer. Whether youβre trying to go to work/school or youβre trying to get your child home before dinner.
βBut Miss/Sir, itβs only 6:30! It wouldnβt hurt to spend time with me and (childβs name.β
βAww, but your child is still so sleepy, why donβt you stay a little longer. We can spend time together while your child gets some extra rest.β
One day, you come in late to pick up your child. You dash to the daycare in hopes that nothing happened to your lil baby. Butβ¦ you couldnβt find them anywhere. Not in the ball pit, not by the coloring station, not even by the timeout corner. You start to freakout before Sun approaches you.
βOh! Hello (Y/N)! Are you looking for (childβs name)?β
βOh yes! Have you seen them?β
βI have. They were still sleepy, so I took them to the napping room to get some extra sleep.β
Sun leads you to a random room that happened to be hidden from the children. You sense that something is wrong, but your child approached you with excitement. Apparently, that was the distraction needed for Sun to close and lock the door behind you.
You grab your kid by the hand and try to bang on the door.
βHello?! Why is the door locked? Please let us out, the daycare is gonna close in 30 minutes!β
βMama/Papa, whatβs going on?β Your child looks at you with worry as you start to panic. Once you saw the look on your childβs face, you take a deep breath and put on your brace face.
βItβs alright, (childβs name). We just need to leave before we get in trouble.β You look around before noticing a screwdriver on a self. βDo you want to play βSuper Spyβ?β
You undo the screws on the vent and carefully put the vent gate to the side. You let your child go in first before following behind. It was most likely luck that the vent lead straight to the entrance, but you werenβt going to punch a gift horse in the mouth.
As you both made it out of the vent, you both finally make it to the main entrance. Your child exits the vent with you behind him. You look around to see if anyone is nearby, but only see map bots zooming here and there. You gently hold your childβs hand and hurriedly guide them to the. The gate shift and start to close, causing you to grab your child and run to the closing gate. Your child holds onto you tightly as you almost make it to the glass doors.
But, Moon suddenly grabs you and lifts you up from the ground. Your child, still clinging onto you, screams as they are suddenly high off the ground. You reach the door with the tiny bit of hope you had left, but the gate had finally shut. You are both trapped nowβ¦
Despite the police searching everywhere, the authorities never thought to look in the tower that held the Sun and Moon.
Luckily, pizza wasnβt the only thing that you and your child have to eat. But that doesnβt stop the existential dread that the obsessed robot of the daycare will keep the both of you until your brains eventually turn to mush.
The bots equally take time to dote on you and your beloved child. This meant that they are always able to prevent escape. Your child didnβt understand the situation, but they knew that you wanted to leave. Unfortunately, Sun and Moon both denied you and your child even when your kid pleaded with them.
The Sun and the Moon will love you forever. And your child shall have their Neverland.
But you wonβt forget, youβre here foreverβ¦
(Bruh, this went from a headcanon to a poorly written short fic π)
20 year old writer/artist; I love clowns; latest obsession: The Amazing Digital CircusMostly posts on weekends
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