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I am once again begging people to realize that AI checker doesn’t work. it’s never worked. it’s notoriously known to have flagged human-made works as AI and AI-generated works as human-made. and by feeding it people’s works, you are feeding more works to AI, because apparently the machine itself is AI.
the only thing AI checker does is harm genuine artists and people in general too.
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the therapy:
Ok so sickfics are my number one fav fanfiction genre, one thing ive gotta say that bothers me; they never flush the fucking toilet after vomiting. I know, i guess its implied and maybe i just have ocd or some other problem that makes me want everything in a story to make sense and be realistic and also i love the imperfections of fanfic so i hate complaining but pls flush the vomit next time you write a sickfic (hopefully soon cause theres not enough)
Dennis wearing his man's old olympic jersey💖
Whumpee kneeling down and putting their face into Whumper's lap, exhausted and bloody from whatever battle.
Whumper mindlessly petting their soiled hair as Whumper's friends try not to stare.
give that character who is usually so stoic a fever. make them softly beg for contact. Make them whimper and sob and plead for someone, anyone to stay. Stay with them— they don’t… Everything feels weird, and it’s safer with you, please—
Okay I love shipping Dennis with everybody BUT I do love a good fic about him getting adopted especially by rabbot. Does anyone have any fic recommendations that may be like that??
Caretaker who has kids basically adopting Whumpee as another one of them, and the kids all take their cue from that.
-whumpee watching movies that they’re definitely too old for, a toddler leaned on them. Neither of them can stay awake for the whole movie and both wake up with a blanket over their laps.
-whumpee having their nails painted and invited for tea parties with teddy bear guests, looking down at their scarred hands holding a tiny tea cup, glittery pink polish scotched over each fingertip, feeling something strange and good and sad unfurling in their chest
-kids not seeing them as anyone other than another sibling, they don’t see all the damage, all the things other people side eye and whisper about, they just see their family.
-“too cool” tween dropping the act for just a few minutes to teach whumpee how to play a video game, the two of them awkwardly slouched in beanbag chairs, playing in comfortable silence, Whumpee finally able to stop thinking, thinking, thinking and just…play.
-teenager helping them figure out what they like as far as clothes and snacks and well- everything. They’re both going through a process of figuring out who they are and who they will be, in very different ways, but trying it all out is easier together.
-whumpee being fiercely defended by all their new siblings, from the toddler that points and babbles angrily at the random neighborhood cat that spooked them to the teenager shouting down the stranger that made an off comment in the store.
-whumpee getting to be a good older sibling, finally able to be gentle and soft and indulgent of whatever “the kids” wanted, blowing bubbles on the back porch or playing cards or just, being around if they needed. Not having to constantly struggle to survive and getting to live.
When caretaker is so intimidating that their gentleness alone comes as a shock
Hyper-individualist cultures go, “Your emotions are your personal responsibility. Don’t burden others. Regulate privately. Maintain functionality. If you’re upset, process it offstage so the machine keeps moving.” Meanwhile certain collectivist or harmony-focused frameworks go, “Your emotions disrupt group cohesion. Don’t create discomfort. Don’t impose disharmony. Transcend or contain your reactions for the sake of the whole.”
Different mythology, same trembling fear that one person saying “actually, I feel terrible” will cause civilization to peel apart like wet drywall.
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I love it when Whumpee is leaning on things. They're dizzy, nauseous, in too much pain to stand, or just plain tired, and they can't get by without some kind of support.
Leaning on cabinets and against walls in people's houses. Propping their head up with their hands at the dining table. Steadying themself against a banister on the stairs. Holding on to the post of the traffic light for dear life while they wait to cross the road because if they stand still unsupported they will fall to the ground.
It's such a small display of I am not feeling good, but once another character notices it becomes so obvious. This person is weak and vulnerable. Either I can help them, or I can hurt them further. It's not like they're in any position to stop me.
Easily one of my favorite Whump tropes is Whumpee being held down by two or more people, resulting in them being forced into witnessing or experiencing the terror of helplessness as they can do nothing but thrash and beg.
“I feel weird” is just my FAVOURITE whump line. It implies that Whumpee is unwell or hurt, and probably a bit confused and disoriented…. they don’t quite understand what’s happening to them, but something isn’t right.