i'm leaving this blog for a long time if not forever. here's why.
i watched over half the dash, people i've been mutuals with for years, fall for horrific antisemitism in the name of attacking someone i love because they used academic language on a deeply reactionary website that doesn't think genocide requires you to use your brain when thinking about how to stop it.
i watched the word "zionist" get thrown at someone who isn't one in the slightest so many times the definition crumbled until people were using it to mean "i have decided you are evil in a jewish way". i saw them slandered with blatantly antisemitic conspiracy theories saying their family owns property in israel when they don't. i saw people i trusted fall for it and parrot those same theories with no evidence when fact-checking would have taken five? ten minutes? because that's how quick and eager people are to believe in an evil jew.
i used to love this place, this was the place for all of my teenage years and into my early 20s. i'm not deleting my blog, all of my posts will stay up, but i can't look at many of you the same ever again. it will never not make me sick to my stomach.
to everyone who kept their head on their shoulders and/or sent messages of love, concern, and kindness, thank you. your sanity over the last few days has made me feel more sane. for everyone else, i have nothing left to say.
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“You did so well”
It’s the way whumper says it—the way they speak to whumpee. It’s their voice—half the time angry, biting, and degrading, only to mutate into something sickeningly sweet in the aftermath of the pain, when whumper leans in close with sticky murmurs of affection—of mocking praise.
A toxic, slimy liquid that drips from whumper’s lips and oozes thick and heavy down whumpee’s ears and neck and shoulders.
It makes whumpee’s skin crawl.
Or at least, it did.
At first.
But there comes a point, during the more creative of whumper’s tortures, where the pain becomes too much, where the excruciating burn of the knife or the sear of the brand is blacking out whumpee’s brain and shoving their head deep underwater, shrinking their existence down through a tiny pinhole, only to be materialized again on the other side, dazed beyond belief, panting and shaking and still bound in whumper’s arms.
It’s those precious few moments of reprieve in the aftermath, where the warmth of whumper’s shoulder against their cheek is enough for whumpee to sink into it— For their teeth to unclench, for their shoulders to slump against whumper’s torso, for their shaking knees to crumple into whumper’s lap.
For each part of them to give up—to give in— until they’re spilling hot tears into the fabric between shaking, heaving breaths, staining whumper’s shirt with the small beads of blood that still weep from their bitten lip.
Whumper only holds whumpee’s head tightly against their shoulder and let’s them ride out the sobs.
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EA App stop turning your damn in game overlay back on after I’ve turned it off ffs
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"The day the curse of darkness engulfs you, wringing out your very soul... Know that I will be there, laughing!"
So... ive been dipping my toes back into cookie run kingdom....
[ID: Digital fanart of Pomegranate Cookie from Cookie Run Kingdom. She's in her usual outfit, sans her circlet and looking extremely disheveled with stray hairs falling from her 3 buns on each side and some falling in her face. There's a shadow falling over her face with her head tilted up as she looks down at someone offscreen with contempt. The background is a red sky with dark clouds angled towards her. The image is saturated in bright reds. /end ID]
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maturing is realizing that 97% of the traumatic experiences that you went through would’ve never happened if you never downloaded AMINO 🙅
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a character design based on Wednesday from A Week of Kindness by Max Ernst. The given element of the day is Blood, with Oedipus as an "example". Some of the reoccurring images include bird-headed people, leeches, and medical diagrams.
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