yeeps-esprit

[yeeps-esprit]

back for a moment, i love this video. ALL CREDS GO TO THE CREATOR ON TIKTOK!!!

@luhv4milo <<<< on tiktok

[yeeps-esprit]

Another side note, im going to criticize my friend for her recently used emojis - ✏️

Go ahead >:]

[yeeps-esprit]

I WANNA CRY WHY WAS THIS RECOMMENDRD FOR ME

Don’t let chafing end your outdoor activities.

The ultimate grooming tools are here! Feel fresh and clean during these warmer months with The Performance Package 4.0 from MANSCAPED™. Get free shipping when you order today 🎉

[yeeps-esprit]

im joining yes yez

we really shouldn’t be put together this is what happens when we are

but it’s so funny

[yeeps-esprit]

THIS >>>>>>>

THEY ARE PEOPLE NOT CHARACTERS OR FAKE FANTASY TO MAKE THINGS UP ABOUT AND TREAT LIKE CRAP

Hi I just woke up and I’m pissed as fuck-

This fandom needs to learn that content creators are people they are not fictional characters that you can just say what ever you want about.

I wake up today to see Aimsey had to tell people off not once but twice one after the other. They are a human being just like you and me with real feelings and real emotions. You cannot “head cannon” away anything because their life is their choice. That’s their brain not yours.

I’m just getting so sick and fucking tired of this fandom. When I heard Ranboo say a while back that if Vidcon hadn’t been rescheduled he would have never went because of the kind of fans that would be there I felt sick to my stomach. No one should have to live like that or worry about that sort of thing.

To this day I’m still so scared that one day I’ll open an updates account and have to hear about one of my streamers getting injured or worse because of some crazed fan.

You guys need to tone it down. Everyone jokes about parasocial relationships and I’m not gonna say I don’t have one cause that’s why I’m so worried but you guys are crossing a fine line between morality right now and you need to stop.

Streamers are not your dollys. Streamers are not your ocs. Streamers are not characters.

Streamers are people.

Treat them as such.

[yeeps-esprit]

me when your mom

Wilbur is in Tommy’s TikTok!

[yeeps-esprit]

“and ranboo”

good morning to bisexual men, vibrating crickets, 4"11 streamers, pumpkins with dicks carved in them, trampolinists that hate exercise, token straight friends and ranboo

[yeeps-esprit]

well then

NEW CHALLENGE

1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character.  3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!

Bastard (Good)

You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?

Tagging EVERYONE but especially @magicaltear, @the-beeses-kneeses, @wafflesrisa, @mykingdomforapen, @marbat, @scientistsinistral, @halberdierminister​!

[yeeps-esprit]

i dont think i understand this app

[yeeps-esprit]

stop c!tommy and c!tubbo first listening to this discs this is too cute 😭😭

the first time the discs are played

[yeeps-esprit]

wdym your obsession is being swag, you’ve always been swag B>

why thank you 💅🏼

[yeeps-esprit]

@urmywaifuu @idkbecauseimnewtotumblrhelp

🖤 love train!! send this to all the people who deserve love!! don't forget to spread the love! 🖤(◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

*gives u the warmest hug* Right back at uuu love🥺💕

Tagging some awesome people(I may have forgotten some of u so sorry) : @thomastaircompassrose @noah-herondale-lightwood @chaoticsunshines @austin13kai @fandoms-spamdom @jvneday @starsfruit @daughter-of-night @idiotacadamia @ddepressedbookworm @wtf-is-reality @anyone of my mutuals cuz u are all awesome!!

[yeeps-esprit]

here is my story, and more on why i am the way i am. <3 TW: SH, HOSPITALS, OD, ABUSE.

it started with me as a wee child, i had been born starved, addicted to drugs due to my mom not taking care of herself while pregnant with me. immediately as i was born, she said she didnt want me. i was going to be put into a foster home, or an adoption center because i wasn’t wanted anywhere. before i was sent there, my grandparents stepped in and offered to adopt me straight away. later on i grew up raised legally by my grandparents. they’re of age, so obviously they cannot do everything a young mother and father could do, but i still loved them very much for even wanting me in the first place. years go on and i grow, but i start to realize my life isnt how i thought it was. i was extremely sheltered and lonely. i would spend hours when i was 7+ crying in front of my mom while she ignored me. i grew up to realize that my mom and dad were very very tired. they are getting older, and taking care of me was getting harder. i remember the flashing lights outside of our house when my mom had an emergency. and again, when she fell, and again when she had a heart attack, and so on. it began to feel like normal to see ambulances, fire trucks, police cars etc. at our door and in our house. especially when my birth mom would try to steal me from my home and we’d have to lock up. a couple years later it didnt seem to bother me that the usual was now mom and dad in and out of the hospital, me taking care of the house completely and feeding my family because no one else could or would, and countless nights of staying up to monitor them. it got to a point where i felt i couldnt hold on much longer. (trigger warning <3) i started to cut myself, to feel better. i would spend countless nights listening to music, going to sleep at 4am just to wake up for school at 7am. it got harder and harder to hide the cuts when all i did was keep making them. when people would ask, I’d say it was the cat, and they believed me. it got to a point where i had enough. the ambulance sirens, the screaming voices, the constant abuse i endured and watched, it was too much for me. so i did it. with no warning, and no hesitation and i took them. i was getting angry that i couldnt feel anything happening, so i took some more. i started to panic and cry so i told my aunt. she immediately rushed me to the hospital at 11:27 on November 1, 2021. six days before i turned 14. that point in my life, was extremely miserable. 5 days and 4 nights in the hospital alone, cold, no company, no phone.. just IV’s stuck in my veins and constant beeping monitors. to this day, everytime i see, think, or hear a hospital mentioned i can smell the dirty smell of the hospital clothes i threw up on. the sound of the grippy socks sticking to the floor during all of my bathroom trips, and the crying voices of family members.