#anyway i’ll delete this later

[carrionsflower]

[asstheticbabydolly]

My exam books are excellent stretching materials

[fishing-lesbian-catgirl]

Breaking News: Local Conservative Lawmaker Forced to Give Up on Trans Genocide Bill After Being Owned by Tumblr Post

“I was really hoping I would be able to push my ‘Kill All Trannies’ bill into becoming a law, but once that tumblr user pointed out it would also kill some cis women of color and gender nonconforming cis women, both groups of people I care deeply about, I had to throw the bill in the trash” -Governor Christian Whiteman, small town American conservative lawmaker

“I was feeling down about being rejected from every job I’ve applied for and being terrified of existing in public due to the ongoing hate campaign against us, but then I saw that clever post and got to have a good hard laugh at how stupid those dumb conservatives are. Now I feel so much better about my place in society 😊” -tumblr blogger with the url “doggirl-“ hold on i don’t think im allowed to write that in this article

“I was really worried about my future in America as a trans woman, but then I saw a post pointing out that the laws targeting me might end up affecting some cis women too, so now I don’t have to worry because cis people might actually care!” -anonymous blogger from the Catgirl-Bodypart bloggers union

[stardust-kitten]

mark me up and fuck me senseless so i don’t have the brain capacity to overthink and make myself sad <3

[apolloskazoo]

He couldn’t find her.

Ellie usually wasn’t late when it came to coming home on time, especially when it started to get dark out, yet the sun was almost fully set and Joel couldn’t find her.

He tried not to panic—she was fifteen, she could handle herself, she probably just got distracted, she did have a tendency to wander off when she saw something interesting—but no matter how much he tried to comfort himself, he couldn’t calm down.

He checked her room, just to make sure she hadn’t entered quietly without him noticing, but it was just as empty as it had been when she left, and the rest of the house was no better. He knew where she was supposed to be coming back from, and he knew the stables were a safe place as long as nobody got kicked or rolled on by a horse, so he knew there was probably no danger. He told himself he just had to wait. She would come back, she always did.

Less than five minutes later he was tossing on his coat and hurrying out of the house in a panic. Screw waiting. He was going to the stables and he was finding his kid.

The walk to the stables was a quick one, which only made him worry more, and when he arrived and peeked his head in, gaze searching, his heart sank.

She wasn’t there.

Shit, he thought, chest tightening. “Ellie?” Where the hell was she? If she wasn’t here and she wasn’t home, something must’ve happened to her, and it was getting dark. He reached for the stall door nearest to him. How—

He stopped. Stared.

Are you fucking kidding me.

Lying in the middle of the stall was Ellie Miller-Williams herself, tucked against a snoozing horse’s side, snoring softly from her position curled up half on the ground, half on a large, could-kill-you-if-it-rolled-on-top-of-you mammal. Joel almost couldn’t believe his eyes, and he definitely couldn’t help the startled huff that came out of his mouth at the sight of his daughter, late to come home because she’d fallen asleep on a horse.

He ran an exasperated hand over his face and sighed. “Oh, Ellie, what am I gonna do with you?”

She stirred, lifting her head sleepily and squinting up at him. When she recognized him, her body relaxed again and she slumped back down onto the horse, who was probably Shimmer, if Joel had to take a guess. She made a small, incoherent noise. Probably trying to tell him to fuck off.

He rolled his eyes and crouched down next to her, gently shaking her shoulder, not wanting to startle her. “Ellie, wake up. We gotta get home. No more fallin’ asleep on dangerous animals, alright?”

Ellie mumbled something into Shimmer’s side.

“‘Scuse me?”

She turned her head to face him, eyes still closed. “Sh’mmer’s not dangerous.” The horse, whose eyes were closed as it rested alongside Ellie, snorted softly in what sounded like agreement. If he wasn’t still recovering from his initial fear of her being in danger, he would have to admit, her and the horse cuddling together was pretty cute. His initial fear was still on his mind, though, so them being cute was not his first priority.

“Uh-huh, sure. Am I really gonna have to pick you up?”

“Mhm.” Ellie turned her face away again and curled up into an even tighter ball, looking as if she was about to drift off again any moment.

Shaking his head but unable to hide the smile on his face, Joel reached out his hands and wrapped them around her, lifting her off of the ground with a grunt and almost dropping her as he tried to adjust her against him comfortably.

“Gettin’ to old for this,” he puffed, and her head drooped against his chest in reply. Shimmer’s head lifted at the sudden loss of Ellie on top of her, and he nodded at the horse, whether it be to thank it for not crushing his kid and killing her, or to acknowledge the fact that he knew what it felt to have a little girl pass out on you and render you unable to move. The horse snorted and placed its head down again. Good. Time to get the hell out of here.

Ellie shivered and curled up against him when he stepped out into the night and the cold breeze hit her. He rubbed his hand against her arm in an attempt to warm her and picked up his pace, and he almost missed it when Ellie mumbled out, “am I late?”

He frowned. “Late?”

“For home.” Right. Curfew. “I didn’t mean t’be late.”

“It’s alright,” he assured her. “Just try and get home before you pass out next time, hm?”

“I got distracted talkin’ to Shimmer,” she explained tiredly. “And then I fell asleep. Sorry. Did I scare you?” He glanced down and saw that her eyes had opened and she was staring at him with a small crease in her brow, looking worried.

He pressed a kiss to her hairline. “A bit,” he admitted, because sometimes he forgot how aware she was of how much he worried about her. “But I found you quickly.”

“Sorry,” she said again, eyes fluttering shut. “Didn’t mean to…worry.”

“It’s okay,” he said again as he reached their house and pushed the door open. He’d left in such a hurry he’d forgotten to lock it, but it seemed to be fine. “You can make it up to me by brushin’ your teeth and gettin’ cleaned up. You smell like dirty horse.”

“You smell like dirty horse,” she yawned back, to tired to think of an actual comeback. She still caught herself on both feet when he gently placed her down, and she stumbled sleepily over to the bathroom, only hitting her head on one corner on the way there.

Rolling his eyes affectionately, he headed to his own room and waited for the inevitable sound of tiny feet coming his way. Sure enough, a couple of minutes later the door creaked open and Ellie was stumbling in, flopping onto the edge of his bed and sliding herself under his covers.

“Excuse me, young lady,” he said, taking her hair of it’s ponytail and putting it on his nightstand, since she’d apparently forgotten to do that in her tiredness. “I believe the bed you’re sleepin’ in right now is mine.”

“Find a new one,” she mumbled into the pillow. “It’s mine now.”

“I s’pose we can share just this one time,” he sighed, pretending like it was a difficult decision for him to make.

“Mhm,” she huffed back. “Just once.”

Just like he had the night before, Joel slid into his covers, and just like she had the night before, Ellie turned and flopped on top of him, burying her face into the crook of his neck and curling around him like a snuggly koala. He wrapped his arms around her and gently rubbed her back in return, not minding the clinginess in the slightest, and in moments she was sleeping again.

Joel closed his eyes and fell asleep to the sound of her breathing.

[mod-jazzy]

What’s been going on, a summary

Hello everyone I have finally decided to speak about something that’s been happening with me lately.

I’m tired of scooting around it and being vague.

For nearly the past two years, I’ve had a stalker. Stalking my blogs, what I say in public servers, what I say on other websites, etc etc.

I left servers over them, i even gave up servers I used to run because of this.

I often turn off my ask boxes and DMs at random to avoid getting harassed further or to attempt to “stop it” for a short amount of time. Just for a moment of peace.

Earlier this year I left all servers and whatnot after receiving a threat of doxxing me. I got afraid and stressed so I just left without saying why. I cut off social contact for the most part without saying why. I was scared and stressed and overwhelmed by it all.

But yesterday, after getting a onslaught of messages spread across my blogs. I was in fact, doxxed and received several threats on my partners life.

We are fine however. My partner is fine and I am fine (as I can be given the circumstances). I just wanted to state that, we are fine.

We have support and are dealing with it behind the scenes. We are fine aside from me being (reasonably) a bit emotional over it.

I do not know who the individual is. I’m primarily harassed and sent threats via anon or burner accounts. So, it’s led to me being quite paranoid around people and what I say and do.

Hence why I left servers and why I don’t talk to anyone anymore. It’s made me paranoid and afraid. Because I just! Do not know who. I just don’t know.

I don’t know what I even did to this person. I don’t know why they haven’t chosen to just block me if they don’t like me. I don’t get it and I’m tired of trying to reason with them or understand.

So. As of now.

All my inboxes are closed to asks for the time being. As well as making my DMs to be “mutuals only” since there isn’t entirely a “close DMs” option.

They won’t be closed forever and I do still plan on answering any asks/interactions I’ve already gotten. I just am keeping everything closed for a bit. I am merely trying to limit how much they can harass me for the time being. I hope you all understand.

So that’s, what’s been happening with me.

I’ve been trying to avoid speaking publicly out of fear of being doxxed, but that happened anyways.

So I don’t know what’ll happen after me posting this, if it’ll get worse or not. Whatever happens, happens I suppose.

Again, I want to reiterate that my partner and I are fine. We are dealing with it and handling it behind the scenes.

I’m just, speaking publicly about it now to explain my rather, erratic behavior over the past year.

Sorry for the long and sudden serious post, but after discussing it with others, we think that maybe me posting about it publicly will help.

Again, apologies for dropping this suddenly, just unsure on what else to do here.

I’ll still be around, lurking and quietly working on content. But I’m just going to have my asks/DMs mostly turned off to hinder the amount of harassment I can get for the time being.

— —

TLDR: I have a stalker, they doxxed me and sent specific threats on my partners life. If I close my askboxes and whatnot, it’s to attempt to avoid further harassment

[gloomy-prince]

I know I don’t draw gore nearly as much as I used to (rip goretober I have not had time for you the last few years) but I still sometimes get the strong urge to draw men covered in their own blood. Like right now

[youmademyheartsurrender]

Face reveal ?? To end my birthday ?? Huh 🎈

[allister-1903929]

I’m sorry I’m so curious about it

[luminarai]

To the troll anon who keeps sending me asks, telling me that I’m a deplorable racist refusing to take accountability for my racist rhetoric, ideology, etc, etc… you’re absolutely right in that I won’t be posting your messages seeing as they boil down to “you’re a terrible person who knows what you did… and if you don’t know what (I believe) you did then that’s proof that I’m right and I refuse to elaborate”. (Also the fact that you seem to think I have a huge platform and reach is, frankly, hilarious).

My approach to those like you has always been ‘don’t feed the troll’ but you seem very sad and frustrated so here are your crumbs:

I’m not going to defend myself, seeing as I don’t particular think there’s anything I should be feeling defensive or indeed guilty about, at least in regards to the hate you’re spouting - nor have you given me anything actually worthwhile to consider, except the interesting parameters in which online harassement works.

I’m sure you see this as some sort of win. Pretty on par for troll behaviour. I do feel a lot of pity for you and hope you feel better, get to a kinder place in life, and find a more productive way to process all that negativity within you. If you have any real points of concern, then I’m all ears. Unfortunately, looking at your track record, you seem to be miserable, attention seeking troll and nothing more.

I’m not gonna spend anymore energy on you and I’ll continue to delete your pointless messages, which you’ll undoubtedly continue to send because you think it’ll get you somewhere.

I wish you the life you deserve. Good luck.

[daycourtofficial]

Anyone else have the writer blues/imposter syndrome? Anyone else feel like writing one sentence is an impossible feat?

[frosty-tian]

(Vent replaced.)

[liesmultixxx]

Hi🫶🏻 this is peak stream of consciousness writing so beware: cringe ahead (nonetheless I’d be happy if someone read this lol it would mean a lot)

——-

The sky is blue

The grass is green

Still my mind is playing tricks on me

if what I feel and what I see would be less real

Then maybe I’d have a lot less ghosts

roaming around and fighting me

i am so tired, do you know

it takes everything in me to be this strong

I cannot stay, but I cannot go

who the fuck wants to die alone?

I guess I do, It’s all I know

an eternal curse put on to me

thanks to my lovely family

I do love them, I cannot lie

it’s just this feeling i’ve got inside

would someone love me for

who I am, this wretched mess

who am I kidding- of course they won’t

This life is all just for show

wish someone had told me this once before

just let go of your fears and ghosts

they’ll come back sooner or later anyway

no point in driving yourself crazy

wish I could believe this sage

I still choose to put the blame

all on me

it’s kinda sad

i don’t why

i won’t be loved, I won’t be liked

what can I do?

maybe I should just stop

[muckyschmuck]

bro it is leaking black sludge is this what u wanted bro @genetinoided

[temtamtom]

Snippet of a suggestive Veneziano sketch I did at 1 AM while lightly tipsy and recovering from 2 weeks of intense school work. Something to tide y’all and myself over <3

[howdoyousleep3]

the true definition of “felt cute might delete later” but…🥺🙈