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ultrvmonogamy · 6 months
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they should invent a block button that makes it so u never see another trace of that blog in ur entire tumblr experience
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one-time-i-dreamt · 5 months
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I was doing community service with Glamrock Freddy as the manager. He kept flirting with my mom at the fair, which I kept saying wasn't a valid community service spot, because I worked there two summers and they have a crew for cleaning the grounds.
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coomer-every-day · 9 months
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Give him 6 months community service for his crimes. He belongs in the ditches picking up take-out boxes and beer cans
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Day 110
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PROTECT THE COMMUNITY
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jimkinnz · 7 months
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homunculus facts¡
homunculi are quite poetic we have been known to make haiku•
i ate a double serving of apple pie yesternight and this morning woke up next to a freshly laid rooster egg¡ probably unrelated•
in other news' a toad has moved into my little drawer in the lab•
one homunculus in every thirty strongly identifies with the astrological sign of scorpio• with your gift of just a dollar a day i can scam some people about this•
i did some community service this week raking fallen leaves into old ladies, eyes• does a body good to know I'm helping• ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ
one of master,s test homunculi is made of red felt and poly fiberfill• i think it's kinda fucked up but the dude does his job so who am i to judge¿
i watched every marvel movie this week and i,m not even full•
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iwriteaboutfeminism · 9 months
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Hear me out:
What if instead of paying police officers to arrest people for stealing food, we use that money to provide food for people who are hungry?
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A homeless Vancouver Island man is earning plenty of recognition for the work he’s doing to clean up local highways. Jayson Perry lost his business, then his home during the COVID-19 pandemic. With time on his hands, the former woodworker began cleaning up trash along the highways near Parksville and Qualicum Beach. Perry stepped those efforts up over the past four months, and has been logging eight-hour days several times a week to clean up the roads.
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Tagging @politicsofcanada
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colekatrine · 6 months
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mochinek0 · 1 year
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Daminette December 2022: 25-Demon/Angel
Damian sighed as he walked into the community center. He had been assigned community service for punching someone at school. The school had thought it was best for the youngest Wayne to see the consequences of his actions and what his actions could lead to. They volunteered him to work in a reformitory.
Damian looked around the room of people. It reminded him of Arkham, just less yelling and screaming. One person caught his eye; a girl staring out the window. She sat perfectly still on the windowsill.
'Who is she? Why is she alone?'
Damian quickly grabbed the clipboard out of the attendant's hand.
"Hey!" they cried.
He flipped through the pages quickly and found her: Marinette Dupain-Cheng. He shoved the clipboard back and started walking towards her. They grabbed his arm.
"I wouldn't go near her." they whispered, "We go told very bad things about her. She's very violent."
'These people are idiots.'
Damian walked up to the sill.
"Hello." he spoke.
Marinette didn't speak or turn at the sound of his voice.
"Not one for words?" Damian questioned.
"Words are filled with lies." she stated.
'Progress.'
"I am told you are violent." he continued.
She sighed and continued looking out the window.
"I do not believe them." he concluded.
Marinette turned and looked at him, shocked. Damian noticed tears build up befre she quickly shut down her emotions.
"So what?" Mari questioned.
"I am sentenced for one month to work here for two hours, three times a week." Damian informed her.
"Lucky you." she declared.
"I would rather spend time with you than with idiots." he stated, "I can tell you are not like the others."
As he turned to leave, he said his name was Damian and left.
It took until the very last day for him to get her to open up once more.
"I was never violent." Marinette whispered, still looking out the window, "Not until the end."
"The end?" Damian asked.
"I snapped." she sniffled, "My parents sent me here because the couldn't 'control' me anymore. That's a lie."
"Why don't you tell me when everything went wrong." He spoke.
She shrugged, "Why not? I get out of here in a week. I'll be eighteen by then and I'm suppose to get my stuff from them. I'm never going home. I grew up in Paris, France and my parents were bakers. Everything started with a new transfer student; she was a liar. I could see through her façade, but no one else could. She lied to people like we breathed oxygen."
"I confronted her. She said she was only 'telling people what they wanted to hear'." Mari sighed, "Nice to know people wanted to think so badly of you, huh. Anyways, she faked disabilities, told lies about going places, made up connections to celebrities. I tried to tell my friends, my classmates, but they wouldn't listen. One of them knew she was a liar and said it was better to let her lie; that everyone would find out eventually. Later, she started to spread rumors about me, saying that I was bullying her, sending her threatening texts, calling her at all hours so she couldn't sleep. It was all over a boy she wanted me to stay away from who was my friend. There even came a point where I got expelled because of her."
"And you proved your innocence." he smirked.
"If only." Marinette answered, "I never got a chance to defend myself. There had been a tip to the teacher that the answer sheet for a test was in my bag. My idiot teacher had already graded the tests with it, but I somehow needed it. When I accused her, we were sent to the office, together. She walked down a whole flight of stairs and then started screaming that I pushed her."
"Did they not check the footage?" Damian growled.
"Nope. The principal listened to people with money and powerful parents more. I was just a baker's daughter. Why would the daughter of an Italian diplomat lie?" Mari waved off, "She wasn't sent to the nurse or a hospital. She then accused me of stealing a necklace that was an heirloom. It was really a Gabriel necklace that had come out five months prior, but the 'evidence' was there. So, I was expelled."
"How were you reinstated?" he questioned.
Marinette laughed, "The bitch claimed to have a lying disease that made her fabricate evidence under stress."
Damian gripped his jeans as tight as he could to stop himself from running off.
"Not sure when it started, but eveyone started telling my parents how 'awful' I was to her." Marinette stated, turning back to the window.
"And they believed them?" he asked.
Marinette nodded, "Soon, it wasn't just her bullying me, threatening me. She got the whole class to do it. They started tripping me, destroying my homework, my designs, spilled coffee on me and played it off on my own clumsiness. One day, she said I chased her until she twisted her ankle."
"What happened?" Damian pushed.
"That was the day I snapped." Mari replied, "I don't remember what happened. I was sitting in the back of the class and the next thing I know, I was being pulled off of her. She had a broken , fractured jaw, and was bleeding a lot. I'm told I just kept callign her a liar over and over, but I don't know. Then, I was sent here. I've been here for....two years, I think?"
'I was right. This isn't a violent girl. This girl is an angel and she plummeted.'
"May I hug you?" Damian asked, suddenly.
Marinette turned quickly. He could see her face had turned bright red and she was shocked by his gesture. Damian leaned in and held her close.
"I do not believe you are bad." he whispered, "I think you are a better person than most."
Marinette shakily brought her hands around him and began to sob.
"What was that girl's name?" Damian probed.
Mari sniffled and pulled away. She wiped her tears, like nothing had ever happened, and turned bac to look out the window.
"Layla Rossi. She went by Lila." she answered, "I don't know if it's still with my things, but I kept a journal about everything. You can read it if you want. I decided to keep it as a reminder to never let it happen again; that I never needed friends, again."
Damian stood up and placed a hand on her head. He smirked as he walked away and explained he had permission to look though her belongings. He found the journal and smiled. Marinette had no idea she had just made a deal with a demon.
Damian sat in front of the batcomputer. It had been easy to find article in Paris about the incident. Marinette's name hadn't been mentioned, but Lila's was everywhere. It had made headlines that Gabriel Agreste's muse had been beaten up and bullied by another girl and had to take time off from modeling. Lila had painted herself as the ultimate victim saying she was being bullied for trying to protect Adrien Agreste from the girl. Other people backed up her statement by saying she had been obsessed with the male model.
Damian looked at Adrien Agreste's picture on file and glared.
'Blonde hair. Green eyes. Clone of his mother. Recently started school at age thirteen. What a joke. He's not even that good looking.'
It wasn't even a challenge to find where everything took place. Neither of their social medias were private. There were pictures of the school on both accounts and they had the same circle of friends. Damian hacked into the school and began to go through the dates in Marinette's journal. It was all there: the bullying, the tripping, being shoved and threatened. She had been right; no one had even looked. He quickly started downloading all the evidence.
"What are you doing, Damian?" Bruce spoke, suddenly.
Damian handed over Marinette's journal. Bruce looked from the pink book to the screens. It was easy to see he wasn't pleased.
"This girl is in the program I was sent to." Damian declared, "I want her here. I want her to work for us. We would have to help her get her GED, but it shouldn't be too difficult."
"You want her in the manor?" Bruce inquired.
"And at Wayne Enterprise." his son answered, flipping to the back of the book, "She's a designer. Her name was mentioned by several celebrities and had backing before all of this. I assume the person let their emotions get the better of them and was jealous. Everything about the bully revolved around her and making her appear better then Marinette. She claimed to know celebrities that the designer knows. The designer was friends prior with the Agreste child and had won a contest. What better way then to take the designer the Agreste turned away than to take her for ourselves?"
"We can have her make suits to the next gala and see how the do as a trial." Bruce declared.
"She gets out next week." Damian replied, "We can get her, then.
"Why wait?" his father asked.
"She'll be eighteen by then." Damian smirked, "Her parents won't be able to do a thing."
Bruce smiled at his son's remark.
Damian arrived with Bruce, next to him. Marinete looked at them confused.
"We are taking you home with us." Damian declared.
Marinette looked between the both of them in shock, "What?"
"We have already made a room for you in our home." Bruce spoke.
"Why?" Mari asked.
"We are going to help you graduate so you can work on your own." Damian answered, "You wanted to be an individual who did not need to rely on anyone, if I remember correctly. Get your things."
Marinette stared in shock at the size of Wayne Manor. Damian helped her place everything in her new room, while Bruce gathered up the rest of the boys for dinner. Mari set her clothes on the bed and turned to Damian.
"Why?" she questioned, "I still don't understand."
"Someone clipped your wings, Angel." Damian answered, "No one should have made you fall to my level."
"What level is that?" Marinette asked.
"Hell." He smirked.
"You, Demon Spawn!" Jason interrupted, "Quit flirting. Alfred says dinner is in five minutes. "
Marinette blushed at the implications. Sure, Damian had brought her into his home, but she doubt that was the reason why. At dinner, Mari found out that Damian was Bruce's only son; everyone else had been adopted. They all had hard lives growing up and Bruce had taken them in without a second thought. The older boys had teased Damian for following in his Father's footsteps in taking in blue eyed people in need. All of them made her feel welcome. They told her they would take her around the city to elp her get use to the area. Alfred was happy to have another person to cook with. That itself had earned some of the boys to look away and find the idea of paint appealing.
"Am I adopted now?" Marinette questioned.
"No." Dick answered, "You're eighteen so you just live here."
Marinette smiled, "Thank you."
Damian walked Marinette back to her room.
"Don't worry, you will get use to the manor, eventually." Damian stated, "We just don't want you getting lost. I have a surprise for you tomorrow morning."
Marinette looked at him confused, but nodded. She wasn't sure what else Damian could give her. He had given her a roof over her head, a place to eat, and a way to get her life back together. She laid down on the softest bad she had felt and passed out.
Damian glared at the screen as he sent the emails and videos to the correct people in mind. He sent everything to the school board anonymously and also to the news outlet in Paris.
"You good?" Jason questioned, "You sort of have an Al Ghul face going on."
"Just.....getting some revenge." he answered.
"You know Bruce-" Tim began.
"Approved." Damian declared.
The three boys looked at each other and then back at their youngest sibling.
"How?" Dick asked.
Damian sighed and brought up the footage of Marinette being beaten and then someone claiming she had started the fight. They weren't happy with what they were seeing. Marinette was docile and now they could see why. It was going to be challenge to get her to speak up.
"How can we help?" Jason demanded.
Lila woke up to the sound of her phone vibrating uncontrollably on her night stand. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. She picked up her phone to see what was going on.
'Did Gabriel come out with the new catalog?'
Lila clicked on social media and was shocked to see that she was being called a liar.
'What is going on?'
She clicked on a link and saw footage of her shoving Marinette down on the floor and then kicking her, while she laughed. At the sound of footsteps, she saw herself rip her own shirt and slap her face. When the adult came into view, Lila ran and hugged her, thanking her for coming to her rescue. She lied and wailed how Marinette started to beat her and she had to defend herself against the bully. She was so scared.
'No! Who posted this? This is going to ruin my reputation.'
There was many videos going around of teacher's ignoring Marinette asking for help. They were telling her to be the bigger person. They were telling her to open her heart and be more forgiving. They told her how it was better to ignore the hurtful words the others were saying about her. There were also videos of Lila walking down the stairs and claiming Marinette pushed her. There was her framing Marinette for stealing test answers and placing them in her backpack. There was evidence of her buying the Gabriel necklace and putting it in Marinette's locker, crying how she stole her family heirloom. Almost every lie she had ever told was being exposed by the news station: traveling out of Paris, her connections with celebrities, and her disabilities. The celebrities themselves were callign the news station and outraged how they didn't know such a horrible girl. Jagged Stone, himself, claimed how Marinette Dupain-Cheng was his personal designer.
"Marinette is one of the sweetest people I know." Jagged Stone declared, "She has always been ready to help me. Whether it's for a CD cover or a rockin' outfit for my shows! Hey, whoever sent this out. Reach out to me so I can talk to my designer and hire her again."
The news caster then informed Jagged Stone and Paris that Marinette Dupain-Cheng was sent to a reformitory out of Europe. As we saw, many people took to bullying her and those bullies turned her own parents against her. They thought they were doing the right thing. Why you ask? We might remember her better as the girl who beat up Gabriel Agreste's muse. They brought up their past headlines of Lila Rossi with a broken nose and being taken into an ambulance. His so-called muse told reporters that she feared for her life, in that moment. The model declared how she was only protecting her classmate and co-worker, Adrien Agreste, from a stalker. Many people agreed with her statement, but we can now see those people were assisting her in bullying this young girl. They lied to hide the fact on who was the true victim.
Her social media was flooded with comments:
"What a fake story."
"I wonder how popular she got from playing the victim."
"I hope she enjoys her new fame."
"LOL"
"Liar"
"Bully"
"Faker"
The news caster smiled, "The only thing the anonymous tipster stated was that they were doing this for Marinette Dupain-Cheng. They learned about everything and it wasn't hard to find. Marinette had a whole book full of detailed notes, every time she got bullied and by whom. They claimed it wasn't hard to find the evidence, only that no one ever looked. People are dumb. No one looked up the obvious lies and the pricipal obviously lined his pockets with richer families in mind. Also, Happy belated birthday, Marinette!"
The backlash from the reveal was gigantic. The school board was pissed about what had happened under supervision and had been brushed off. The principals and teachers were terminated immediately. Their licenses were suspended indefinitely; they would never work with children again.
Layla Rossi was quickly fired from Gabriel. All of her social medias were blocked and so was her phone number. Her mother had been completely blindsided by the news. She had stomped into her room and taken away her phone, until the truth was revealed. It was decided by the school board to expell Lila two months before graduation. When the verdict was given to her mother, she decided it was best to also take her to a reformitory until her daughter turned eighteen, the following year.
Everyone that had initially been apart of Bustier's class was crying. They had been shocked and horrified to learn they had chosen the wrong side. Marinette had told them Lila was lying to them; she had only tried to get them to see the truth. Adrien was hugging a pillow as he watched the news from his couch. He watched over and over as Mari was bullied by their friends and Lila. She was pushed and kicked while she was down. She sat there and did nothing, just like he told her to.
'She never told me this was going on!'
'Why would she ever come to you? This is all your fault! You helped turn everyone against her.'
Adrien broke and sobbed into the pillow.
The big question on everyone's mind was : Where is Marinette now? Her parents had reached out to the reformitory, to get her back, but she was no longer there. Once she was eighteen, she was gone.
It was years until people in Paris learned what happened to Marinette. Her name was trending again, everywhere. Marinette Dupain-Cheng had married Damian Wayne. They could all see she was happy. Several people had reached out to talk with her, but they all failed. No one knew how to contact her other than to call Wayne Enterprise. When they reached the receptionist, they always asked who was calling. . When they gave their own name, they were told their name had been blacklisted by the family and not to pass the call to Marinette. They tried using fake names after some time, but Marinette didn't know who they were so their calls were rejected.
"We know her!" they complained.
"And if she cared, she would call you!" the receptionist retorted and hung up.
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virtuissimo · 8 months
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Help Houston chapter of Food Not Bombs
The 10-year-old ordinance in Houston making it illegal to provide food for the houseless except in extremely niche circumstances was never enforced, but HPD have begun cracking down on volunteers providing food and aid on the streets.
Since this past March, volunteers have been ticketed and fined from anywhere between $2,000 and $10,000 for feeding the hungry. The official charge on the ticket? "CONDUCT A FOOD SERVICE EVENT (FEED HOMELESS)."
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If you have anything to spare, please consider donating to the Houston Peace and Justice Center, the fiscal sponsor for the Houston Food Not Bombs chapter.
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mus1g4 · 8 months
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Community Service Inmates doing Beach Clean Up
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dailybehbeh · 5 months
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cozycraftzbl · 2 months
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Cuttlefish has become a glorified pincushion in order to fulfill their court ordered community service
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goodcopbatcop · 4 days
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Nightwing (1996) #71
Writer: Devin Grayson
Character: Dick Grayson (Officer Dick Grayson)
Supporting Characters: Barbara Gordon (Oracle), Kenny, unnamed characters
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noelletism · 2 months
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hey im working with smile train to raise money for children in need of cleft care! if you have anything to spare its highly appreciated!
https://www.mysmiletrain.org/campaign/Veronica-for-Smiles24
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