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crabsnpersimmons · 1 month
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"Slow down, Sunshine. You're not falling behind and you are loved for more than what you do for others."
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sinnabee · 8 months
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INGREDIENTS:
2 cups evil boredom
3 teaspoons (heaping) blorbo poison (powder, not liquid)
1 daycare theme (10 hour loop)
1/3 cup brainrot
*1/2 cup distilled back pain
**(un)diagnosed mental illness
*(any kind of pain works, back pain is usually what i have on hand)
**(if you aren’t a fan of the flavor a diagnosis leaves, undiagnosed will work in a pinch! Personally, I like to add a bit of both.)
INSTRUCTIONS:
First, turn on the daycare theme (10 hour loop) and pre-heat the oven to 375 degrees.
Sift together your evil boredom and blorbo poison in a medium sized bowl.
Add in your pain of choice and mix well.
Once thoroughly mixed, it should be looking a little thicker. Some granules from the evil boredom and blorbo poison are fine. (You can always mix further, if you’re worried about it affecting the texture.)
Add your brainrot and beat with a whisk until it’s looking lighter, a little fluffy. (If you aren’t in the mood for fluff, a dash of angst or hurt/comfort can help tone it down. An AU if you really wanna spice it up.)
Realize this is turning out a lot better than you thought it would. Dang. Well, you’re certainly committed now.
Go ahead and get out a glass baking pan. Coat the bottom with non-stick spray. (I tend to favor Y/N brand Nonbinary Spray myself)
Using a baking spatula (one of the rubbery bendy ones), carefully move your mixture from the bowl to the pan. It’s alright if you get some on the sides, the heat should help it settle once it’s in the oven. To get out any air bubbles, tap the pan (carefully!) a few times on the counter.
Place the pan in the oven and set a timer for 15-25 minutes, or take a peek every now and then and see if it’s the right shade of cheerful.
Congratulations!!! You’ve successfully survived evil boredom, despite the hurdles you faced, and made something! (Pretty tasty too, if I might add.) You are still mentally ill, though. But - hey - now you have a little treat! And hopefully, your day’s just a little bit brighter! Enjoy!
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guardian-angle22 · 1 year
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mxrisacoulter · 5 months
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His Dark Materials Timestamp Roulette
The Scholar
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verxsyon · 6 months
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canon compliant ptn. chief!gn!reader
! contains major character death ! 
hey, what’s up? finally started playing ptn. does angst exist in the ptn writing community? if it doesn’t, lemme introduce myself— /shot. 
as i was saying! i finished chapter 3 so i don’t know much about the lore yet. but something came to my mind the last few days since i finished it. okay, sinners are unshackled if the sinner themselves die or if the chief dies. zoya wondered about the chief’s shackles, one of which being the side effects, and even the chief doesn’t know the content behind their own powers (amnesiac protagonist amirite).
so this is my idea: what happens if you, the chief, dies? the sinners you shackled finally gained freedom, but why does it feel so empty? and as time went on, their unconscious reactions of grief, sadness, and other negative things that are indescribable caused their mania levels to spike, losing control over their powers and themselves, to the point where they start to hallucinate you being alive.
they hallucinate an alternate reality, maybe a dream. in one life, you and them are strangers. in another, you’re friends. in another, you’re lovers. in another, your relationship with them could be something else. why do their hearts ache when they see you? shouldn’t they feel overjoyed that they have control of their own powers back? to kill you over and over again, the cause of their misery, without the shackles holding them back? but, why is it…regret? should’ve they done something to prevent your death?
when they call your name, depending on your relationship with them in that alternate universe, either you’ll give them a confused look but ask for their name, give them a hug, or kiss their face. and when the dream ends, when they soon succumb to madness of mania, the grief, sadness, and pain finally hit them. they want you to call their name so many times they won’t forget, to hold them a little bit longer to feel their warmth, and to take your breath away as if their lives depended on it. afterwards their mania peaks. their dreamworld starts to fall apart, and you’ve become transparent, slowly vanishing from their memory. 
as they inch closer to death, they can feel your presence enveloping them. it’s warm and safe, as if death never came knocking on their door at all. as their consciousness drift away into nothingness, all they can hear are muffled noises, except one: your voice. in that moment, they found you in a field of flowers (the scene in the beginning of the game), in another place of existence where their darkness can’t reach.
“see you in heaven, those who have sinned.”
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swagging-back-to · 4 months
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it is not controversial to say that if you cannot finacially, emotionally provide for a child and/or your genetics would lead to them suffering then you should not have said child.
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safety-pin-punk · 4 months
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Not very punk to be antifeminist and deny male privilege and the fact that women are allowed to criticize their oppressors! But that's to be expected from the "be gay do crime🤪" heterosexual fujoshis who'd call the cops on women protesting abortion rights lmfao
Ohhh no 😱 the TERFs found my ‘I hate TERFs’ post. Tragic. Im so hurt. Im so offended. Im gonna go cry in a corner.
Bitch its not that I dont understand how systematic oppression works, I just have enough braincells to recognize that (1) hating people because of the genitals they were born with is as idiotic as hating someone because of the color of their skin and (2) feminism is based on the idea of equality, not flipping which group is oppressed. That would make you a dick, not a feminist
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maskedinfinate · 4 months
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OK FINE OBLIGATORY YAOI POST RRGRGRGGGRR
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genuinely so embarrassed to post it but um im trying to be brave ok. idk what they have going on but they are gay as fuck and probably also both on the aroace spectrum. And trans. And autistic.
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losersimonriley · 3 months
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In my fix-it wip, Ghost makes a playlist of music he knows Soap likes. Its purpose is to fill the silence of the hospital room and, maybe, bring his sergeant some familiarity to his unconscious brain. Ghost has heard some songs blaring in the gym on base, knows some from long drives to a safe house, and others from when Johnny sketches at his desk after rough missions—a decompressing space only he’d ever been allowed into.
This is what I imagine that playlist might sound like.
Some Soap music taste hcs under the cut because might as well while I'm here~
He likes anything that makes him feel something or makes him want to move around
Concerning AC/DC, he acts like a bon scott purist but truly loves it all
Scotland pumps out the best music artists and he was put on this earth to tell everyone
He only knows a lot of songs because of them playing during football. He will die before he ever admits this.
He's a decent singer (I think Neil’s and Gerry Cinnamon’s diction and pitch would sound quite similar for reference)
When he listens to music through earbuds or headphones, people in the next room can still hear. This is of course because of his shit hearing but also a part of why he has shit hearing. An endless cycle.
Also! Thank you @eiraeths and @traumschwinge for the suggestions—I had to cut out a lot just to keep it under 5 hours, but kept Mr. Brightside and Sex on fire in honour of both of you 🫡 aaand thank you to @solivagantingrebel for your endless enthusiasm <3
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stiffyck · 11 months
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I've been bothering people with this in dms so much but that's not enough so I'm sharing my insanity here.
Scar who doesn't need physical touch. He's not exactly touch averse (tho you could see it that way), he just. Doesn't need the affection. He likes the occasional hand holding or a quick hug, but he also likes his personal space and freedom. Hugs and cuddles are too warm and too stifling and he needs his freedom for movement.
He's not sad about this. It's not anything tragic or awful. He likes the idea of cuddling and he loves seeing other people hug and cuddle. It's just not for him.
He also doesn't understand touch starvation. He's never experienced it and probably never will.
In 3rd life, in the desert. Grian noticing scar taking a step back when someone is standing too close, shying away from physical contact and never being the one to initiate it. He stops trying to touch scar, only when it's necessary.
He notices how much more comfortable scar looks after he stops giving him so much physical affection. But... this leads to grian maybe becoming a bit touch starved.
Grian telling scar in the desert he feels a bit touch starved and scar asking him what it means. Grian explains.
After that, grian notices scar holds his hands much more often. It's not much but it means the world to him.
Hermitshipping under the cut
Also. Comedic potential.
Let's take redscape for example (or scarian. Works both ways. Just imagine whichever ship you prefer sjcjdksk). Scar and mumbo start dating. But since scar can't really provide all the physical affection mumbo needs, he goes to grian. Mumbo gets cuddles and hugs from his best friend and he gets hand holding and occasional short kisses from his partner. It works for them.
Now imagine tho. The hermits thinking it's mumbo and grian who are dating. They will often see mumbo and grian cuddle or hug or hold hands. A lot of the times scar is even with them, but keeps distance a bit.
Sometimes scar holds mumbos hand, but that's about it.
It's actually scar and mumbo who are dating but they don't know that.
Or
The mumscarian option where they are all dating. Grian and mumbo get the affection they need from each other and scar is happy to just be with them.
Sometimes, when sleeping on the same bed, grian and mumbo will cuddle while Scar just holds one of their hands. Or not even the whole hand, just have their pinkies interwined.
Also scar definitely has a ton of plushies to hug close at night
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mangostar · 1 year
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some medcats!!!!!!!!!!!!
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naffeclipse · 1 year
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Spinning Spiderwebs (Double Toil and Trouble)
Familiar!Moon x Witch!Y/N (SFW)
After an anxious awakening, you are eased back to sleep by Moon.
Word Count: 2,500~ Warnings: Slightly suggestive and heavy kissing.
A/N: More self-indulgence that is absolutely catered to my specific cravings, but you are more than welcome to enjoy some mischievous/soft Moon as well. Again, be warned that this does contain spoilers for Double Toil and Trouble. And ah, would you look at that, this has officially turned into a drabble/ficlet collection for my Witch/Familiar AU!
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astranauticus · 10 months
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Ad astra per aspera
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willowser · 9 days
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i have to say that i love yuuji itadori with all my heart and under better circumstances i would be soooooooo incredibly insane for him. but alas.
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lesbianlenas · 1 year
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had a dream my blog was termed and i was just like. ok well i guess that’s that then………..lmfao 😭
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Y'know, I don't think I realized just how poisoning other social media platforms can be until I noticed just how frustrated I get by the influx of porn bots that follow me.
I knew they were coming; as far as I'm aware, they're an iconic part of the Tumblr Ecosystem™, but MAN, does it upset me to see that the only activity I have on my blog is those fucking bots! And, like, I'm not gonna kid myself and say that I'm not at least a little bit upset by the lack of interaction. I recognize that, but Jesus Christ, the bots!
But why? I think it's because for as long as I can remember, I've known that when you're trying to "social media", the only way to do that is through ENGAGEMENT...
And that word does not mean the same thing here.
To Tumblr, engagement is engaging with the fucking website. Do you follow a handful of blogs? Comment on their posts! Crack jokes with them! Share or reblog those posts with your friends! On other platforms like Instagram or Facebook or, God forbid, Twitter? Engagement means concocting a foul poison of SEO language and rage bait just frustrating enough to get the numbers rolling.
And I hate it! I despise everything about it, but for the most part, it's been all I've known, and I've never even used social media like that! I've always been a passive observer of all the chaos of influencers and platforms, but it wasn't until now that I actually desired to grow my platform. I wanna put my content out into the world! My blog! My writing! My horrific sense of wonder and whimsy! And what do I get instead?
Porn bots!
And does it frustrate me? For sure, but I also realize that it's probably for the better. Tumblr shows me that social media isn't all about making an impression on as many people as possible and that it's better to do things for myself first than to expect external satisfaction.
I feel like I already knew that, but it doesn't hurt to be reminded once in a while so, thanks porn bots. I appreciate it.
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