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Don’t mind me. Just cleaning your dash
I "love" laughing at a funny post, then checking the tags and finding like 500 people pointing out the op is a terf. I really definitely totally needed to know this random jokester hates that I exist, I really love being reminded how many people wish I was dead.
reblog to diminish the horrors from the person you reblogged from
This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.
Alright it's time for me to talk about my Dsmp OC
(All Dsmp characters mentioned in my lore posts are c!, not cc!)
THIS is Spore Classic
They're a Mooshroom hybrid, and they're constantly stuck in my head.
They grew up on a mycelium island called the Isle of Behemoth, called such because it's home to a cult that worships that universe's God of Corruption, Behemoth.
Behemoth was sealed away due to his transgressions against the other deities in the pantheon. Because of this, he requires a Vessel to communicate with his followers. The Vessel essentially gives a piece of their soul to Behemoth, in exchange for a piece of his own. When a Vessel dies, Behemoth's soul fragment, as well as the rest of the Vessel's soul, goes to Behemoth. He's collecting his Vessel's souls to gain enough power to escape his imprisonment.
At age 15, Spore is chosen as the next Vessel. Unfortunately for them, the merging ritual goes perfectly, and then they get frequently possessed by Behemoth for the next 5 years of their life.
They want out. They despise watching their own two hands perform sacrifices without their input. They never wanted this to begin with, and they're so tired of it all. Their girlfriend, Marigold, sees their plight and wants to help them.
After lots of searching, Marigold finds a way to send Spore to another universe, where Behemoth can't reach them. She tells them that she'll be going with them to this new place. It's the only way they'd agree to it.
She carves Spore's heart out and performs the ritual, killing them in this world and sending them flying across the multiverse. They wake up surrounded by the curious people of the L'manberg Revolution, with no memory of who they are or where they've been. All they have is the clothes on their back, a journal with their name written in it, and a large scar on their chest.
(to be cont.)
one time i was in an olive garden bathroom and my packer fell out of my shorts and this ten year old boy just looked at me with absolute terror and without thinking i said "that's what happens when you don't eat your vegetables" later i saw him eating salad at a speed no human should be capable of
MANIFEST
MANIFEST
I need to run a survey really quick. This isn't serious, but I need people to cooperate and not cheat for the sake of it because it'll skew the results.
Imagine you wake up tomorrow and you realize you (and everyone else in the world) can turn into an animal (And back into a human) at will.
Please go to this link to see what animal it will be for you:
(this is random, and yes, you only get one, no redos)
With this in mind, please reply to the following questions as truthfully as possible based on your current situation. (Not an ideal fantasy one.)
Trying to figure out if you’re ace or aro can be so goddamn hard because it’s like, trying to find the absence of something. Imagine you’re at a pond and you want to know if there are any turtles, or fish. Say you find a turtle and you’re like “great! Now I know there are turtles.” Or a fish, now you know for sure there are fish. Or you find both, and now you know for a fact there are both turtles and fish in the pond.
But like, if you don’t find any turtles it might be that there are no turtles or maybe you’re just really shitty at looking for turtles and maybe you THINK you saw a turtle over there or maybe it was just a stick. Maybe there are only a few turtles. Maybe you need to do something special to find the turtles. Maybe a bunch of these rocks are actually turtles but you couldn’t tell them apart. Maybe there are no turtles. You have no idea. Meanwhile some people are saying “Oh there have to be turtles! You’ll find them eventually ;)” or “How many turtles have you found in your pond?” or “Try planting some vegetables at the shore to attract the turtles.” Or “Oh no! What disaster happened to your pond that there are no turtles?” And you’re just standing there wet with an empty net and a tired expression.
But whatever because whether there are turtles or fish or not your pond’s ecology works just fine without them because that’s what eco-communities do they form a system around what they have. You aren’t missing anything if you don’t have turtles you just have a pond system without turtles. If someone tried to change you by pouring a bunch of turtles into your pond it would probably fuck something up.
So you don’t have to be entirely sure. You don’t have to search every inch of the damn pond before you can decide there are probably no turtles. If you want to take the aro or ace label because you think it fits go for it. And if you do find your turtles you can rename the pond. That’s fine.
raccoons make no sense because they will leave your birdseed and garbage and garden and compost pile alone but they WILL open a barrel and pull out an empty 5 gallon gas canister and unscrew the lid and leave it in your yard and also untie the dog tether from your porch beam for no reason
transfems shouldn't have to change every aspect of themselves to be palatable to wider society if you can't handle a woman with a husky voice that doesn't swing her hips when she walks that doesn't stand up straight and talk like some upper class white bitch you're weak and you will NOT survive the winter
im always like hehe im so smart i will avoid shame by never doing anything ever but then i feel ashamed of not living and it turns out i didn't escape any sort of discomfort i just traded it in for a less rewarding kind
The DSMP resurgence of 2024 is making me wanna get into writing fanfiction. Can anyone hear me.
Would y'all still love me if I posted about the Dream SMP and possibly my OC for it. Be honest.
Dad's are just like that tbh
i, a rock collector, had to go to the ER yesterday because of a gallstone attack, here is how my father messaged me
thanks dad
