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FROM AARON BUSHNELL'S WILL: "I am sorry to my brother and my friends for leaving you like this. Of course, if I was truly sorry, I wouldn't be doing it. But the machine demands blood. None of this is fair."
"I wish for my remains to be cremated. I do not wish for my ashes to be scattered or my remains to be buried as my body does not belong anywhere in this world. If a time comes when Palestinians regain control of their land, and if the people native to the land would be open to the possibility, I would love for my ashes to be scattered in a free Palestine." /End ID]
Please take the time to read this full article and know and understand Aaron Bushnell as he was, not how the Western media claims him to be. He was deeply intelligent, a man of deep convictions, and we can all learn something from him, even just by the way his friends speak about him. Please read this with an open mind and soft heart.
Now, this isn't something I usually post about from my silly goofy k1nk account (reminder to minors to not follow or scroll this acount).
But I have more followers on here than main, and this is extremely important. Like, scary shit.
This applies to everyone. If you're reading this? It's going to effect you.
I'm sure perhaps some of you have seen around about a this thing going around... KOSA, is one of the ways it's being referred to.
If this shit passes, lemme tell you...
LGBTQ+ adults and minors seeking help and community,
people looking for abortions,
people organizing protests,
anyone using their free speech to voice concerns about injustices,
even FAN ARTISTS...
Even people reading fan fiction...
And for the purposes of where I'm posting from... people sharing and enjoying their k1nks, wanting to post things with safety and privacy... smut artists and writers, people even LOOKING for smut...
It's all gone. No privacy.
They'll have your face, your name, your age, where you live.
You'll need an ID to use any US-based platform, even if you're NOT in the United States.
Instead of dooming, here's what you can do to stop this shit in it's tracks 👍
Here is a website where you can sign a letter just by filling out a form, (it takes less than 30 seconds) and where you can call reps.
I HIGHLY suggest leaving calls if you're able, and if you have phone shyness, do this after 6pm, since it will leave messages instead.
I'm shy, but I did it!
Here's another letter to sign, takes less than 20 seconds.
Here is a form you can fill out sharing how the social media has POSITIVELY effected you.
Share all of this with as many people as you can. Our safety, freedom, joy, and protection online is at risk more than ever.
(Here is the thread where I found all of this information.)
Hurricane William Afton Lore Dump Part 3 (aka I Tell You the Afton Family Drama)
CW: discussion of mental illness, trauma, divorce, violent thoughts, abuse, self-worth issues, cheating, and abandonment
Let's start this part out by making one thing clear: William is not great at taking care of himself. Not great at taking care of himself is the sense that, while he can survive, he doesn't thrive. At least when he was younger. This directly contributed to William as an adult being a highly immature and childish individual.
He was no longer put in a directly dangerous environment (although he remains in a chronic state of unease and paranoia), but the constant stressors throughout his development resulted in emotional instability. This emotional instability impairs his ability to form and keep relationships, make premeditated decisions, and have a solid self image. Therefore, the people that interact with him often (employees, Henry, Claire, associates, and frequent acquaintances) view him as immature, childish, neurotic, and kind of a bitch.
This was soon swept under the rug labeled as, "just how he was".
As the situation for William got increasingly more stressful after Fredbear's opened, this instability became more apparent. He started to have fights with his wife and Henry very, very often. Especially after Henry met Rosa (eventually Mrs. Emily), who he was now including in the creative business of Fredbear's. This caused William's first mental breakdown that wasn't nearly as bad as his second.
Now, let's talk about those notebooks. Those stacks upon stacks of notebooks mentioned in The Silver Eyes. William's most common self-therapeutic exercise was using these notebooks to rant, rave, vent, and everything in between. Henry and Claire both knew of these journals and respected his privacy to not ask what was in them.
After Fredbear's Family Diner opened, these books started to curb from venting about his feelings concerning his childhood, personal inadequacy, the political environment, and into these more violent entries toward people. Toward Rosa specifically. Well, it started as just Rosa, then it slowly trickled into various people he felt slighted by during the day.
Getting his feelings out on paper helped but he had been disposed to violence, opposition, and confrontation throughout his life before now. Safe to say he was a fighter when it came to fight-or-flight stress responses. Most of the altercations he's had with others weren't physical, but he did know how to bruise an ego to the point where a swing was taken. He's never ever laid a hand on his children.
He didn't want his kids to live in the same kind of fear he did, they didn't deserve that kind of life. Despite what his father would say, William wasn't stronger for the cruel punishments he got. If anything, he was just angry and afraid.
Claire and William would get into very loud arguments over the stupidest things he would roll his eyes at, whisper under his breath, and laugh at her about. William wasn't the only one going through a tough time.
Claire was in a practically loveless marriage with a gay man, in the middle of a nowhere place thousands of miles away from home, feeling useless and unappreciated. To her, Michael and Evan were William's kids, not hers. She was deathly homesick and couldn't deal or compromise with William's temperament, because William always thought of himself as the right one in every situation. She felt like a guest in her own house.
She couldn't have a public relationship with anyone else than William because of their marriage status they didn't want to get pestered about. Claire felt like she didn't have a life here and she wanted to go back home. William and Claire got divorced in 1973 and she was going to leave the country that same year, but of course, something came up.
Henry may or not have been having an affair with Claire. His wife, Rosa had no idea and their daughter, Charlotte, was on the way. William laughed in both of Henry and Claire's faces when they explained what happened. Elizabeth was born early 1974 with Henry's red hair and green eyes.
There was an odd tension between the three of them (Henry, Claire, and William) at this time. Almost apologetic, but all of them much too proud as people to verbalize it. Henry and Rosa get divorced after she finds out what happened, Henry and her sharing custody of Charlie, which causes another shift in Henry's personality.
Michael was especially affected by the environment, attaching to his father's style of stress management (internalize it and throw fits of rage). He was starting into altercations with school peers at this point, William always taking his side of the argument whenever he had to get involved.
After a few years to allow Elizabeth to grow, Claire then left with the toddler for London in 1977, leaving Michael and Evan behind for William to raise. William wonders to himself, "how hard could this possibly be?"
This marks the end of the the AU's first installation, "Wild Cat".
Urge your University/School/Organization to put out a statement denouncing Israel
Organize a Protest/Participate in a local one
You might already be doing this but while calling your reps, tell them that as a voter, you're unwilling to support them in the upcoming election unless they urge the White House to take a stand against Israel and stop funding them
Share art/writing/films around Palestinian culture
If you're part of a union, ask them what they're doing to urge their industry leaders to take a stand against Israel + pressure the White House OR urge them to start a strike/walkout/etc if they're not doing anything already
Talk with your friends IRL about Palestine, whether in an activist capacity or watching a movie or literally anything
Reach out to a mosque to see if you can help them with anything
See if your city/state council has put out a statement in support of Gazans. If not, try to push them to do so.
Donate to Palestine Legal or Direct Action if you have some money to spare
KEEP TALKING ON SOCIAL MEDIA!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know some of these don't feel like they have as big of an impact on helping Palestinians, but we do need to make an effort not to forget their humanity in the face of continued erasure and the media's sensationalist rhetoric.
Talking on social media and posting—while not seeming like a lot—does SO much. I know in USAmerica, it's like yelling into a void, but political analysts are saying that most of the "Global South" has completely lost any amount of goodwill it may have had the past few years. Hopefully, countries will start to put sanctions and embargoes en masse on the US and Israel soon.
Our goals here are BOTH short-term and long-term. We hope for the life and liberation of the Palestinian people, so anything that you can think of might help at some point in the future is encouraged to at least try.
If anyone else has any more ideas, feel free to reblog and add on. Thank you for asking, and here is to a liberated Palestine where Palestinians can live and thrive without fear.
Anyone know where I can find some magic thing to keep me from passing out suddenly at night?? Im starting to feel bad just konking out mid convo with people :(
I started the concept art for The Abyss (my creepypasta au) back in 2020. When I was a wee lad, I liked them. 2020, I started liking them again.
Specifically attached to the fun, fandom interpretations, but I wanted to make a legitimate story as well. It's going through a major rewrite right now because I finally got caught up on Marble Hornets. I never could watch it all the way through, so I just did the Night Mind reviews.
We've gotten this far on it:
Pitch
There's an alternate plane of existence that is practically outside of human comprehension.
This alternate plane is dubbed 'The Abyss' because it is nowhere and everywhere at the same time.
The beings that exist within it consist of humans, demons, celestial beings, eldrich horrors, Jeff, mostly the basis for the creepypastas that ruled the 2000's-2010s
All of these people are like pest control, but for humanity
They go reap the souls of the damned to please their 'master' or as we know it, the Slenderman
Setting
Set in modern-day (2020s)
The Abyss is a realm that is kept in a night like darkness at all times
To match the nostalgia and uneasiness of the Slender games and Marble Hornets series, a wooden area with abandoned locations is the option that makes the most sense
Uncanny phenomenon
Abandoned buildings and ghost town ambiance, and because the Abyss doesn't have a start or end, thousands of residents are spread to make only a few people occupy each location (to get from place to place, it's a bit of a walk)
Magic System
Death is almost impossible (cannot succumb to injury or sickness), the only thing that can kill in this plane is the 'master'
Limbs cut off in the Abyss can be reattached or grow back, and by proxy (heheheh) wounds heal incredibly quickly
Portals to various locations on the 'Surface' (the real world)
The dead can be reanimated if the 'master' wishes.
Time is a bit of a flimsy concept, nothing too drastic, though
Plot One Concept
A good number of years have passed since Tim Wright ended everything alone and disappeared
The master of he Abyss has been trying to assimilate him for this long, it isn't going to stop now
After years of it trying to find him itself, it turns to its proxies and begrudgingly other residents
Hijinks ensue
Plot Two Concept
In the midst of the manhunt race, a new group of people are introduced and they are all teenagers and fucking idiots
Younger generations of future proxies, generally late teenagers, need to be taught the rules and regulations of the trade in order to survive and, therefore, need a teacher. Their teacher, Briar-Rose, isn't that great.
"The best kids that can utilize their skills to track down this missing asset (so I can win a bet) will get whatever tf they want"
Winners of this 'best kids' contest are Ben, Cody, and Toby
All three of them get stuck together, they don't really like each other because socialization isn't really a needed skill, and holy shit the pressure (+ weird, undead resident Jeff likes annoying them and new arrival Anthony won't leave them alone)
anyway, proud of myself for finally talking about this in full
i'm in a constant vest that says nervous on the front, back, and sides, but this playlist of 2010s hits has helped
andulkaphoto
origamiaround
amandla
izzy806
prguitarman
germansingergirl
romaincrisis
