Spinning 9 dudes inside my brain

Art Tag

[off-mozzarella]

Sometimes you need to watch short form videos for half of your day and die a little inside

[off-mozzarella]

*thinking bout pocket dimension logic* so warm water cools inside the inventory but milk doesn't spoil

[ferncrowned]

When your ward passes on his bad habits

*Warriors writing a letter to Malon and warning her about her future kids*

Human Twilight Vers.

[ora-draws]

Linktober 2025 Day 3 - FLAMES

[aurpiment]

I wish insomnia at least gave you more usable hours in the day instead of just more hours where you are stupid

[off-mozzarella]

A veces me siento mal porque no le pagué un dinerín a un compañero pero luego me acuerdo que la aportación del we en los trabajos escritos solo era pegar tal cual lo que le respondía chatgpt y se me quita

[enduracarrotchips]

the journey

[off-mozzarella]

My hobby is reading writing advice and never writing

[angst-master]

whumpee whose blood has some sort of magical properties that are desirable to others and so they get tied down and get the blood forcefully taken from them

(which can be done in unethical and unsafe conditions!! or they can be kept there for weeks or even months or years, not to mention they'd be fucked from the constant blood loss)

[lemonheadart]

I can't stop thinking about baby Time and baby Four, I just know they would be best buddies because they live next to each other in my head

that contrast of a regular boy who was raised by his grandpa near a big town, went to school and stuff, and the one who hasn't seen a single hylian until age 10... them talking each other's ear off about the minish and the kokiri.. young Time finally allowing himself to be a kid near Four...

must draw... must drop everything and doodle RAHHHHH

[off-mozzarella]

Oh right I also accidentally hit my temple decently hard while trying to pry open my closet door (succeeded but at what cost) and it huurt I even inmediately considered taking a paracetamol with me in case it persisted or developed into a full headache but luckily it went away fairly quickly, a bit of pain came back like twice during the day but no big dealy... That plus the nail thing was just another day of me managing to injure myself in stupid ways

[userfish]

hey you 🫵 have you washed your water bottle lately? 🫵 it’s getting hot and mold is going to grow 🫵 wash it 🫵

[oracleofwhumpee]

I love hidden injuries and the discovery of said injuries with all of my heart, but--

Injuries that are just too hard or even impossible to hide. Blood rapidly soaking through clothes and staining hands when trying to cover up or put pressure on wounds. Cuts and bruises in obvious, easy to see places where clothes can't cover or keep riding up. Bones very obviously broken. Injuries so painful that it's impossible to mask it, whumpee curling in on themselves or falling to the ground out of sheer agony.

The panic of whumpee wanting, needing, to hide the injury and pretend they're okay, it's okay, they can keep going, and the immediate realisation that it can't be hidden, and everyone around them realising something is wrong.

[off-mozzarella]

Apologies to my mutuals for proving myself uncool in their presence

[off-mozzarella]

Gave myself a half cm break in my nail because I accidentally drove a pin into my nailbed so yeah I approve it as a torture method

[makiionfire]

[alittlebitofwhump]

Best ways to transport whumpee

Pull at their hair. Even better if they are bruised up and standing up hurts. "ah, wait, no, ah!" as you pull them up and drag them along without mercy. To ease the pain at their scalp they have to push themselves to comply and feel the pain in their legs/back/chest/wherever.

Grab their upper arm, hard enough to bruise, and roughly guide them wherever you want them to go.

When whumpee is hiding under a bed or laying on the ground, grab them by their ankles and pull them away. They will desperately try to grasp at anything with their hands, but it's no use.

History whump. Tie their hands together and tie the end of the rope to the back of your cart. Comfortably ride your horse as whumpee is forced to walk along in the sun. Don't give them water. Let them almost collapse from exhaustion. If they fall and trip the cart will pull them along and their wrists will be bleeding.

Wrestle them down, tie their hands behind their back, blindfold them, and force them to walk with you, tripping and disoriented. Maybe you can let them fall on their face a time or two.

Forcefully carry them with you between two people. Let them struggle and fight, but it's no use. They are not strong enough.

Threaten them with a gun. Make them come "willingly". Make sure they know that if they don't do what you tell them, they are dead. Whumpee complies with slow and careful movements, not wanting to, but also knowing they have no choice.

Throw them tied up in the back of your truck. They try so hard not to hyperventilate, but the claustrophobia is making them panic. Every turn and bump is throwing them around. It is dark and hot. They try to follow the road, but quickly become completely disoriented.

Put a shock collar around them and zap them if they don't do what you say.

Once you have sufficiently broken whumpee, you don't have to force them anymore. A simple tilt with your head or squeeze of their hand will make them comply. Eyes down, defeated, pathetic. Make whumpee follow you in public, just to prove to both of you that you are completely in control of them.