I wasn’t trying to “call you out” I just weird that you were talking redacted even though you left my goal wasn’t try to “call you out” so I apologize people are being rude to you because of the situation I just think that you should’ve just responded instead of talking about ice, but I completely understand where you’re coming from and that is a much bigger situation then this
peace and love to you! i know fandom discourse is not that serious at the end of the day! personally i dont take people's opinions of how i interact with eriks content to heart so i was moving on, redirecting that attention to issues i truly care about instead some silly comments i made about a creator who a) will never see it and b) wont care if he did. if people want to hate that response, eh. just because im not a part of a fandom anymore doesnt mean i cant still have commentary on it. anyways i said what i said, i own it, and the internet never tells a full story so its not worth getting worked over and i dont need to prove my engagement of activism with anyone here because i know the efforts i'm making in my communities.
but again all good things to you, i dont want beef with anyone (but its probably the last time i joke around on this acc)
Not a SINGLE time on the HISTORY of you having this account have you spoken or reblogged smth about Ice but 3 people call you out for some bullshit and you IMMEDIATELY DEFLECT INTO TALKING ABOUT ICE AND IMMIGRATION ISSUES IM IN TEARSSSS😭😭😭
yall have seen how inactive this account is..... right? i have alt accounts that i use to talk about activism and social issues
I just read your Imp!SH write up and it really did put a lot of thoughts I had regarding them (+Imp!Milo) into words. I was curious if you are caught up on at least Milo's playlist + the Fooliverse AU because I think after all this time Erik's writing regarding Milo & SH has been lacking.
i’m not honestly, after cataclysm i checked out HARD, so i have no idea what the fooliverse even is lol, care to clue a girl in?
totally fine if you don't want to answer but i'm curious why erik irks you. i haven't paid any attention to his channel or the fandom in ages so i'm super out of the loop lmao
anon babes, me too!! i left the fandom like early 2023??? i think? anyways sparknotes
the rash decision on the bright situation
then poor handling of the cutie situation
then apparently the lack of action on the caelum situation
the death of good plots in favor of fanservice
content just getting lazy as a whole (aka entire uploads just being lets plays in a character voice that adds nothing to the plot)
inconsistent patreon uploads for paying fans
the treatment of sweetheart as a character
the uh..... really hard knk patreon audio and handling of that
my wholehearted belief that erik stole a merch concept from me
this one is just mean but the "softboi" thing EUGH. brother no
in my sick little conspiracy theory brain erik and i are nemeses so i cant actually hate him for that,,,,, but i kinda do 😋 most of it was really the fandom that killed the passion i had for this channel so uh once again
the bright situation
the cutie situation
the caelum situation
the toxicity as the fandom got bigger (i.e. people telling other people to kys ACTIVELY)
Hey! Tumblr bugged and I accidentally unfollowed you, so I had to check if you're still following me to determine whether it is indeed a bug or you have soft-blocked me. That was a tense minute and half I'll tell you that.
Anyway, don't be surprised by the notifications. :)
love love love that i havent been on this account in ages and somehow jay AND teddy were unfollowed? disgusting i hate this app </3
haha i might hate erik and dislike redacted audio now but uh…. have to say shoutout erik shoutout redacted audio… thanks for the partner i like them very much 🤠🩷
you'll be hanging out with the sweetest person ever and they'll randomly tell you a childhood experience that would have vaporised you and you're like oh we should find your parents and murder them irl
Whumpee who had been blindfolded during the whumping.
They never knew what Whumper looked like. Snatched away by a masked person in the dead of night. Put through hell— never knowing when or where the whump was going to happen.
All they know of Whumper is the feel of their cold, calloused hands and the sound of their voice mocking them as Whumpee begged for mercy.
When they manage to get away or are rescued while Whumper hadn’t been there, they still don’t know who it was that did this to them. They still had never seen their face. They don’t know who they should direct all their fear and anxiety towards.
Whumper had never been caught. They could be anywhere. Anyone.
And maybe they’re forced to go somewhere crowded. Perhaps Caretaker brings them somewhere they hadn’t expected to be so filled with people.
And that’s when Whumpee hears it.
Whumper’s voice.
From across the room. Ears focusing in on the sound of it. Pinpointing it even through the noise.
They search around frantically, but they don’t hear it again. They look at all the faces of the crowded place but they don’t know which one could be Whumper. They don’t know their face. But they’re HERE.
They know they’re here and they’re close. And yet they don’t know who it is. Every person in that room becomes dangerous. A monster ready to snatch them away again.
A monster they can’t pinpoint because it surrounds them.
Caretaker is asking if they’re okay/ what’s wrong/ what’s happening but they don’t hear them. The only thing they listen for is that voice, filtering out all the other sounds. Their heart beating out of their chest, their skin growing clammy, their breathing quickening.
Someone reaches out— only meaning to steady them— but Whumpee feels that unexpected hand touch their shoulder and they panic.
They run. They sprint as fast as they can, passing face after face of potential threats. Desperate to get away.
Perhaps it was nothing. Just someone that happened to sound similar.
Or maybe they’re running only to hear Whumper’s voice right behind them.
And perhaps it’s a cold, rough hand that places an impossibly strong grip onto their wrist as they pass, forcing them to an abrupt stop. A hand they could feel has been hardened and calloused from what they knew was vigorous tool usage. Tools of torture they could only imagine in their mind what they looked like based on the way it had stung their skin— cut into it— scarred it.
And when they heard that familiar snicker, they knew who those hands belonged to.
“So glad to see you again, Whumpee,” they heard from behind them as their arm was wrenched back.
Whumpee didn’t try to turn. Not only because their entire body froze at the feeling of the familiar hands, but because they didn’t want to see the smile they heard in Whumper’s voice. They didn’t want to see the grin of someone so happy to put them through pain. They didn’t want to know what that looked like.
They didn’t want to see the face that would bring them to their doom.
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I like the idea of Whumpee in a crowd of people and in a split second, every single one of those people becoming threats. An unknown danger surrounding Whumpee because they don’t know what Whumper looks like but they know one of these strange faces is the same one that put them through an unimaginable hell.
This is kind of a prompt/ kind of a story blurb. Feel free to add on or use it as a prompt for yourself.