I know the sword eating was accidental but I simply can't ignore how beautiful it is, so here's a lil drabble about it. Warning for gore, enjoy this I guess.
Pearl doesn't want to kill, she doesn't want to be crazy, but they make her crazy. They sneer at her and cringe with fear, they hate her and fear her and whisper that she'll kill them all soon. They drive her mad with their whispering and then they betray her and she just can't take it anymore, she becomes the monster they want her to be. She doesn't want to be a monster, as the water fills her lungs she eats her sword, she won't take another life she tells herself as she devours the blade which would fell so many; Blood wells in her throat as her singed body sinks to the bottom of the aquatic cavern. She rises again, the madness and rage welling up within her once again, she will not keep her promise.
reclusive child with elaborate imagination and maladaptive daydreaming to plural teenager who doesn’t identify with thier own body anymore pipeline is unfortunatelg real
This is so powerful, and so true; If you abstained from voting because you didn't want blood on your hands? Congrats you've successfully bathed yourself in it for the next decade or more.
The "if you voted for Trump unfollow me" posts are returning, but given then general makeup of your average tumblr user I think there's a different message I'd like to give.
If you didn't vote because "both parties are the same" or "it won't make a difference" or because Kamala wasn't the pure and perfect leader that you wanted or you "didn't want blood on your hands", honestly whether or not you follow me doesn't make a damned bit of difference. But I want you to look. Take a good look at the despair around you right now. And every godforsaken thing that follows I want you to fucking look. Look and know that you could have helped prevent it. We still haven't recovered from his last four years, the world hasn't fucking recovered, and now we're staring down the barrel of god knows how many more years and a river of fucking blood to come along with it.
But your pride and your principles were more important to you than the actual real fucking world we live in.
I hope, if nothing else, that you can take this in. I hope you learn. I hope you grow. I hope you find it in you to realize that in this country they soak our hands in blood the second we take our first breath and the only thing that matters then is what you fucking do with them. What you fight for. Who you fight for. Who you defend.
I hope you wake up. And you step up. And you fucking fight.
But until then. Don't you fucking dare look away.
abled bodied people also need to understand that, for physically disabled people resting isn't "free time" that you can use up with assigning us tasks or duties because you're busy. it's an essential part of managing disability and some of us have a hard limit that we're avoiding by having days where we do nothing.
the 4 genders of minecraft modders
very online queer person behind YOUR favorite mod who will eventually burn out and abandon its development
some kid with an unreadable username and zero online presence maintaining exactly one mod that bears the load of like half of the modded minecraft scene
random dude with an office job as a professional developer who singlehandedly maintains every single mod you've ever heard of
adolf hitler
Please, please never do this. It was alright on its own I guess, it wasn't great warm but it wasn't the worst. Please, please never add orange juice and rockstar to it. The orange Gilgamesh is the love child of the potion of instant spoiled milk post and the white Gilgamesh post, and I wish this fucked up baby got aborted
Y'all remember the white Gilgamesh? I'm going to make something worse, something Better; the orange Gilgamesh. I will report back when I have acquired the ingredients.
“DID/disordered plurality isn’t just about having silly guys in your brain, it’s about TRAUMA AND SUFFERING”
yeah ok sure. but it can also be about the silly guys. that’s okay too
Chat this might be real