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I wish there was more to this caption. But there isn’t.

Legalise Marriage Equality for LGBTQIA+ folks in India 🇮🇳 🌈

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Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.

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PSA CAN’T BELIEVE I’M POSTING THIS. STOP AI.

The first image is a prompt I posted on my prompt blog LAST YEAR.

The second image is from an application called c.ai. On MY post, a viewer commented, telling people that there’s a character with this very dialogue.

Mind you, NO ONE ASKED ME FOR PERMISSION. Though it wasn’t stolen word for word, this is very obviously taken from my prompt which I took the time to write and publish. This is MY writing, and though I share it publicly, that does not give anyone the right to make money off of it. I did NOT CONSENT TO MY PROMPT BEING USED IN AI.

I honestly am not even sure what action to take but please please please bring attention to this and reblog. We need to end AI and the act of stealing artists’ work. I can’t believe this.

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I love you misunderstood villain who’s been through the worst kind of hell and wasn’t able to come out of it unscarred.

I love you villain who is well understood and just likes doing bad things for pure pleasure.

I love you villain who is loved by the fandom.

I love you villain who is hated by the fandom.

I love you villain who has to cry alone and lick their wounds in the dark because they’re too scared to let anybody see them vulnerable.

I love you villain who’s not scared to shout all their pain and trauma at the top of their lungs for the world to hear.

I love you villain who’s on their knees begging to be accepted and loved for once.

I love you villain who never bows down to anyone.

I love you villain who hides their scars like their deep, dark secrets.

I love you villain who shows their scars like trophies from the battles they won.

I love you villain who wants to create a better world, even if their way of trying to achieve the goal is different than hero’s.

I love you villain who wants to burn the world down.

I don’t do that Anti Shit in my house

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There’s probably more but these are the ones I can think of at the moment! Please be considerate and don’t play pranks at other people’s expenses!

Have fun everyone!

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Hi! I’m looking for some more tumblr writing blogs similar to yours if you had any recommendations you’d be willing to share!

There are a lot of hero and villain writers on tumblr! @creweemmaeec11 has a whole community going, so may be more up to date than me!

(Sorry if this list misses anyone! It's by no means exhaustive.)

@gingerly-writing, @yourheartonfire, @thepenultimateword, @trappedgoose-in-a-writblr-room, @saltydumplings, @save-the-villainous-cat, @creweemmaeec11, @amethystpath-writes, @selene-stories, @some-messed-up-writing-for-you, @onestopheroxvillain, @booberryfun, @watercolorfreckles, @vigilantetendencies, @enemies-to-idiots-to-lovers, @nuttynutcycle, @defectivehero, @caffeinewitchcraft, @recklessfiction, @snowshowerwriting, @deckofaces

Anyone else who writes in the hero/villain, enemies to lovers, romance/fantasy ballpark, please feel free to add your name so people can find you!

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I want to read some specific villain whumpee tropes so bad that it pushed me out of my writing block lmao

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Snow mentioned?

Let your every day be as bright as a brand new white fridge and your life to be as colorful as parrots on the snow 🍻

Awwww thank you!!!

#SORRY SORRY #i do this Everytime snow is remotely mentioned #that anon is so good at giving blessings #i need to up my game

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You're so sweet Huffle! I'm honoured, although I haven't posted in here for so long.

Although, I've started my creative writing class at school so...that might just change!

Author Update

Hey guys, I'm sorry for not having any new material posted. These last few weeks have been pretty hectic and rough, and finding time or motivation to write has been pretty challenging. I hope to have something posted soon. I can't make any guarantees when that'll be, but I really appreciate your patience through all this!

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This is just Jang Han-Seo in Vincenzo haha

Today's thought. Corporate whump. Getting poisoned or beat up for company secrets. Overworked to the point of madness or collapse. Your superior suddenly quiet and subdued for reasons you can't quite understand. Blood stained folders

#whump #whump gifs #vincenzo #kdrama

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Reblog for a whump-themed Christmas Card in your inbox

Hello friends!

I've made a whump Christmas card design for fun and since a lot of people on discord showed interest in receiving one, I figured I'd extend the offer to here as well.

So on the 25th everyone who reblogs will receive a whumpmas card in their inbox (please have askbox open!!).

Happy holidays everyone!!!

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I saw this whilst watching The King. But a whumpee who gets hit in the head. The helmet endured, doesn't dent or breath. However, now whumpee is dazed and there's a ringing in their ear that won't go away.

Armored whump

- The heavy clunk of a Whumpee in armor brought to their knees.

- A sword slammed into the ground in an attempt to keep themself from falling right over.

- Arms trembling as they try to keep themself up, the weight of their armor pushing them further down, bearing on their bruises.

- They're already succumbing to gravity. They're panting, barely holding on, leaning heavily on their sword, or their staff, their lance.

- Making the effort to use it to push themself to their feet again, pulling the sword back out of the ground, swooshing their lance as they find the strength for another round.

- The sound of a sword clanking against stone when it's twirled out of their grip or when they no longer have the strength to hold it.

- A sword kicked away. Or worse, a heavy boot crunching down on it just as Whumpee manages to close a hand around the hilt.

- The soft clinking sounds of defeat drawing nearer when the enemy approaches slowly, fully aware Whumpee is already defeated. Metal crunches with each step. Armor jingles with his soft movements, when he crouches down in front of Whumpee.

- The tip of a sword scratching along over metal, teasing over their chest plates until it finally finds the weak spot of the armor and slowly pushes through.

- Also, armor is heavy :) Give me exhausted armored characters, dragging themself along. They are supposed to stay ahead of the rest, be their shield... but every battle and by now every step has been wearing on them. And it won't take long before they'll just collapse.

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I saw this whilst watching The King. But a whumpee who gets hit in the head. The helmet endured, doesn't dent or breath. However, now whumpee is dazed and there's a ringing in their ear that won't go away.

Armored whump

- The heavy clunk of a Whumpee in armor brought to their knees.

- A sword slammed into the ground in an attempt to keep themself from falling right over.

- Arms trembling as they try to keep themself up, the weight of their armor pushing them further down, bearing on their bruises.

- They're already succumbing to gravity. They're panting, barely holding on, leaning heavily on their sword, or their staff, their lance.

- Making the effort to use it to push themself to their feet again, pulling the sword back out of the ground, swooshing their lance as they find the strength for another round.

- The sound of a sword clanking against stone when it's twirled out of their grip or when they no longer have the strength to hold it.

- A sword kicked away. Or worse, a heavy boot crunching down on it just as Whumpee manages to close a hand around the hilt.

- The soft clinking sounds of defeat drawing nearer when the enemy approaches slowly, fully aware Whumpee is already defeated. Metal crunches with each step. Armor jingles with his soft movements, when he crouches down in front of Whumpee.

- The tip of a sword scratching along over metal, teasing over their chest plates until it finally finds the weak spot of the armor and slowly pushes through.

- Also, armor is heavy :) Give me exhausted armored characters, dragging themself along. They are supposed to stay ahead of the rest, be their shield... but every battle and by now every step has been wearing on them. And it won't take long before they'll just collapse.

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I saw this whilst watching The King. But a whumpee who gets hit in the head. The helmet endured, doesn't dent or breath. However, now whumpee is dazed and there's a ringing in their ear that won't go away.

Armored whump

- The heavy clunk of a Whumpee in armor brought to their knees.

- A sword slammed into the ground in an attempt to keep themself from falling right over.

- Arms trembling as they try to keep themself up, the weight of their armor pushing them further down, bearing on their bruises.

- They're already succumbing to gravity. They're panting, barely holding on, leaning heavily on their sword, or their staff, their lance.

- Making the effort to use it to push themself to their feet again, pulling the sword back out of the ground, swooshing their lance as they find the strength for another round.

- The sound of a sword clanking against stone when it's twirled out of their grip or when they no longer have the strength to hold it.

- A sword kicked away. Or worse, a heavy boot crunching down on it just as Whumpee manages to close a hand around the hilt.

- The soft clinking sounds of defeat drawing nearer when the enemy approaches slowly, fully aware Whumpee is already defeated. Metal crunches with each step. Armor jingles with his soft movements, when he crouches down in front of Whumpee.

- The tip of a sword scratching along over metal, teasing over their chest plates until it finally finds the weak spot of the armor and slowly pushes through.

- Also, armor is heavy :) Give me exhausted armored characters, dragging themself along. They are supposed to stay ahead of the rest, be their shield... but every battle and by now every step has been wearing on them. And it won't take long before they'll just collapse.

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If the hero were asked to describe their superpower, they would equate the sensation to getting a new pair of glasses with an increased prescription. At first, it hurts—your vision is too sharp, your head pounds, and the world around you is filled with dizzying clarity. Eventually, though, you get used to your renewed sight.

Except... the hero never gets used to it. They're stuck in an eternal limbo of sharpened lines and harshness. They are constantly met with migraines. They have to take effort not to stumble and crash into things; sometimes, the hero has to keep their eyes closed and navigate the darkness because the light is too sharp. Sunlight burns their vision, yet even the gloomiest of days will not bring their aching eyes solace.

This particular hero does not fight villains. This hero does not save people.

Some call them selfish. You have a superpower and you won't even use it. Some call them ungrateful. What's the point? Some don't bother speaking to them. It doesn't matter—the hero can see the contempt hidden in their judgmental gazes.

This hero does not use their power for good, nor do they use it for evil. They do not perform daring rescues, nor do they take down powerful villains that terrorize the city. They simply... exist. And, for them, that is the true heroism. Their heroism is confined to the daily mundanities: being greeted with a migraine first in the morning and getting out of bed to meet the pain; wearing polarized sunglasses in an attempt to blur the sharpened edges; putting on a smile, even when it hurts their cheeks.

This hero does not consider themself a hero. They're not a villain or even a vigilante. They are a person and they are alive.

And that is enough.

©2023, @defectivehero, All Rights Reserved.

this piece serves as an allegory for disability. as disabled people, we are expected to be advocates, leaders, and even heroes. the reality of the situation? heroism can be a luxury. for some of us, getting out of bed is the real villain. going to school, taking public transportation, working, living—these are all the battles we undertake on a daily basis. the odds are stacked against us and, sometimes, we don't have the spare energy to play heroes and villains. we face conflict in our daily lives and we constantly have to battle between fighting for ourselves or remaining silent and conserving the energy.

what i mean to say here is... take pride in your continued existence. you've fought for yourself and you're here now, alive. and that is enough, regardless of what anyone else may tell you. <3

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Prompt 428

"Dang." She raised a glass to her grinning opponent with a tilt of her head and a tug on her lips. "Trapped by societal convention once again."