Imma be so fr some of yall actin nasty in the derogatory sense, and I no longer wanna see it. I'll think about porting stuff over to AO3 or whatever, but yeah, until I feel like coming back, or I make an AO3, you prolly wont hear from me on here until then. This has been a long time comin, but I was feeling a lil bit of that writer's guilt leaving all of you hanging.
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Slenderman x AFAB reader || Slenderman x Male reader - 1 2 3 4 5 || Slenderman x Zackary - 1 2 || Slenderman x Charlie || Slenderman x Reader - 1 2 || Slenderman x Alex [WIP] ||
Alex || Appearance :: Origins :: Backstory :: Bisexual -She/They
Charlie || Appearance :: Origins :: Backstory :: Gay -He/Him
PoV: you made friends with coworkers and you don't talk to two of them anymore because they're genuine assholes, but you come out of it with two potential friends and a lowkey republican but he's cool because he isn't a total loss
Like bro, if your ass supports Jacksepticeye of all people, you have a chance man. I told him abt the whole Bloodborne Producer thing and his response "Yeah, no, Jacksepticeye is probably the best gamer to do that considering his love for the game" or something similar and I'm like "oh, okay, you're lowkey cool bcs you're not a totally lost cause" because that means he's *at least* watched Jack's playthroughs, and Jack and Mark are probably two of the most progressive, successful youtubers on the platform
Also, like, my dad told me a lot of guys act the way they do out of insecurity and an inferiority complex, and the more I witness society, the more that's true. And like.. if people dont have people in their corner, they're just gonna get worse. Whether that's "put in jail" worse or "kill themselves" worse is a 50/50 tbh
I guess there is a secret third option where they end up seeking out like minded people, but we're not gonna talk about that option because he has no friends :/
And while we are working on our friendship rn, I would rather not witness any possibility tbh
I’m not here to help you with your mental health. That’s not my job. I can’t control you. But I’m here to warn people, especially the kids on here.
There is a very infamous internet terrorist group called 764.
They are TARGETING groups that suffer from mental health issues, very specifically £D groups online. On platforms like Tumblr, Twitter, TikTok, etc.
YOU DO NOT KNOW WHO YOU ARE TALKING TO ONLINE.
764 is known for grooming people into joining their Discord and telegram groups, and it starts slow. It’s love bombing, they’ll say they want to be 4Ana buddies, they’ll say they understand, that theyre ur age and theyre also struggling. But really theyre grooming and love bombing you. They will start slow and steadily start to desensitize you to things like g0re, s3lf-h4rm, and CSAM. Theyll ask for nvde body checks and then bam. It’s over, theyre blackmailing you, forcing you to do worse and worse and worse. It’s gotten to the point that either you’ll just kys or you’ll end up being forced to hurt someone else. MULTIPLE violent attacks and attempted violent attacks have been under the influence of this terrorist group. Please for the love of God, do NOT trust anyone on here.
The FBI has flagged this as a genuine terrorist group, they are a HUGE organization using mainstream apps like discord, telegram, even ROBLOX to promote and talk to minors and groom them into this hell.
DO NOT SEND BODY CHECKS, DONT TALK ABOUT ADDRESSES, SCHOOLS, IPS, PHONE NUMBERS, ANYTHING THAT COULD EVER BE USED AGAINST YOU.
Please look more into this group if you’re curious. Be warned, looking into it can be extremely triggering.
IF YOU OR SOMEONE YOU KNOW IS BEING TARGETED OR BLACKMAILED BY ANYONE, PLEASE GO TO THE POLICE. YOU WILL NOT GET IN TROUBLE, ESPECIALLY AS A MINOR. PLEASE GET HELP BEFORE IT GETS WORSE.
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4/9/26:
I realize I said specifically “sh00tings”. This isn’t completely accurate. I apologize for my mistake. Although there are confirmed violent attacks that are linked. Any sh00tings are only “conspiracy” and aren’t officially confirmed to be due to this group. Again I DEEPLY apologize for that, I should have clarified better. I will be using more solid reports now on before I touch on the subject again.
Size difference nd maybe use of an axe to arouse intimidate nd maybe uh against a tree maybe or a counter .//_//. biting, biting too, I uh I like that uhuh yeah, use your own interpretation of Herobrine or not I js... herbrien... mhmm yhuh.... big... big man...
You let out a harsh breath through your nose, you had no clue when it was you had last seen the sun. You figured it had to have at least been a day that had passed, your arms aching from digging away at cobblestone. You were getting low on diamonds and iron, you weren't a huge fan of going below the surface. You had heard plenty of stories growing up about a ghost-like creature that would appear, slicing through people and leaving them to be forgotten in some dark dingy cave.
You had never seen anything yourself, but that didn't stop the nagging feeling in the back of your mind. A lot of villagers had disappeared in your time. You usually tried your best to chalk it up to the mobs that roamed, there were plenty of real reasons to fear the dark after all. You needed more supplies though, you had no choice but to descend down. You had been lucky enough to only encounter an enderman so far, they were at least somewhat easy to deal with.
You kept your eyes trained on the ground as you snuck passed it, finding its occasional chirps almost cute. You heard it woosh away and felt your shoulders relax, pushing further down the cave.
You heard a noise behind you and almost leapt out of your skin, whipping around and quickly backing up. You only noticed your mistake once your leg shook, foot sliding out from under you as you went flying backwards. You fell down a thankfully short incline, confusion filled you when you hit something rather soft. It completely absorbed your impact. You tried moving away from whatever it was but it seemed to hold onto you, your body only ending up getting wrapped up more.
You could barely make it out but you recognised it as webbing, your eyes shooting open as you quickly looked around. You tried to keep still, praying that they hadn't sensed your movement yet.
It was almost eerily quiet, the only sound you could hear was from a water source that must have been nearby. When you didn't hear anything else you began to try and free yourself, grunting when you failed in doing anything other than tying yourself up further.
Something in the distance caught your attention. It took you a moment to realise it was footsteps, someone or something was approaching you. Each step sounded like a clock ticking down to your last moment.
You saw a warm light begin to reflect off the roof of the cave, hope beginning to pick up. Suddenly the light disappeared and your heart stopped. You felt wind suddenly ripple down your back, the morbid feeling of something peering over your shoulder shaking you to the core.
"Well. What do we have here?" The voice sounded distorted, almost as if it was bouncing around you. You felt fingers drag down your back, body instinctively jolting away. You blinked and suddenly all you could see was two glowing orbs, it took a moment for your vision to focus and for you to notice they were eyes.
You wriggled, trying to get away. His hands grabbed your hips, thumbs digging into your skin. "All wrapped up. Like a little gift. You're not like the other villagers. You look different." It felt as if you were being inspected.
He stood back, mouth cocked as his eyes roamed over you. Looks like he wasn't the only anomaly in this world after all. His hand slipped behind his back and he grabbed onto his axe, slowly pulling it out of its holster. He waved the axe back and forth, watching the way your eyes followed the blade.
He surged forward, looking down at you like a smug cat, his hands planting on your hips. He seemed immune to the stickiness of the web, it left your stomach turning. All you could do was grit your teeth when he moved closer to your neck, relishing in the shudder than ran through you when his breath hit your skin. It took everything in you to keep yourself steady. You weren't used to this sort of attention.
He licked a stripe up your neck, tongue flicking away just behind your ear. You could feel yourself slipping away and he'd barely done much, your breathing becoming shallow. "You taste much better than I expected." He chuckled against your neck before biting down, sucking a dark bruise into your skin. His voice was melodic, contrasting his actions.
The skin on his hands was thick due to tool usage, he ran his hands up your back. He suddenly ripped you free from the webbing only to shove you against the cave wall, the rough surface digging into your back. You let out a groan as the stone dug into your flesh, yelping when he suddenly threw the axe down and into the wall. It landed just above your shoulder, keeping you in place.
His hands dug into your hips, pulling you forwards as he began to mark up your neck. He'd nip at your skin, angry indents left behind. "Such'a pretty thing. All alone just waiting to be snapped up. Yer lucky i’m the one who found ya." He chuckled, shoving his fingers into his mouth and soaking them as you watched in shock.
He pulled the fingers from his mouth with a wet pop, hands worming their way into the back of your bottoms. He dug his nails into your ass, spreading you open. You gasped when a wet finger began to circle your rim, holding onto the axe's handle with desperation. You thought you would snap the wood when he finally pushed a digit into you, you wriggled in discomfort at the action.
"Don't worry, yer gonna love it." He began moving his finger, paying close attention to your face as he began to press against your prostate. Your reaction was immediate, body violently twisting as you moaned out.
He sniggered as he shoved another finger into you, resulting in your moans getting more whiney. You had no clue it would feel this good to be touched there. Most of the villagers were kind but you knew they could never be happy with you as a son in law. You were too different. Seems like he had also been too different, the result being a blood hungry monster.
He scissored his fingers, driving you to the brink of insanity. The electricity that ran through your body was intense, distracting you from focusing on what was going on. He looked down at you with a large grin, his eyes trained on your facial features. He rubbed your prostate with vigorous motions, if it wasn't for him keeping you up you would have tumbled to the floor in a heap.
You had thought this would be a simple trip down below for supplies, instead you had your bottoms around your thighs as you were fingered open. You heard his axe crack, putting too much weight onto it. He didn't seem to care, watching you passively as he ruined you. He pulled his fingers out, pulling his axe away and discarding it.
He turned you around, shoving you against the wall. He used one hand to pull your ass , nails digging into your skin. He rubbed the tip of his cock against your hole, teasing you before he started to push unto you. It felt like you were being deprived of air, your breath being forced out as he sunk into you.
He paused once he bottomed out, letting you have a moment to collect yourself. "See? You love it." He giggled before pulling out slowly and slamming into you. You practically howled as he began to piston into you, the slapping of skin drowning out any other noise. He grabbed your thigh and pulled your leg up, the new angle letting him slide deeper. He ground into your prostate with every thrust, sending your eyes rolling into the back of your skull. It was unbelievable how amazing it felt, you could feel every part of his cock.
You clamped tightly around him, it was almost enough to push him over the edge. He wanted to see you cum first though, wanted to hear you scream as he pumped you full of cum. He hadn't expected this either but when he saw you all wrapped up in the web he almost lost his mind. It would be so easy to take you.
Your voice went hoarse, bouncing off the walls and echoing back to you. If you had half a mind you might have been embarrassed, it seemed as if he was consuming you whole. He pounded into you at a break neck pace, drool dripping down your chin. Every thrust was deliberate and straight to your prostate, you felt pathetic. All you could do was dig your nails into the stone wall, mind overwhelmed.
When your orgasm hit it almost knocked you out, mouth opened in a silent scream as you almost broke your own back by arching. He was so deep, his thick cock stretching you almost unbearably.
You clamped down around his cock, milking him as you came hard. A couple more thrusts and he followed suit, forcing his load deep into you.
You would have dropped to the floor if not for his arms, your entire body shaking and pulsing as you came down from your high.
I honestly probably would have "come back" by now if it wasnt for the absolute vitrol going on rn
I have transmasc friends and seeing the absolute disgust and hate for the meer implication of their existances is putting me off this app to be honest.
Especially since I kinda got one of them to make an account on here in the first place.
There are plenty of blogs trying to combat this or create safe places for *everyone*, but like...
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I am organizing a lights out protest on tumblr, from March 20th 6AM UTC until March 21st 6AM UTC. It is best if as many tumblr users as possible can join this protest, as a mass downtime in users is the only way the tumblr staff will listen to us.
If you cherish this hellsite, participate. Do your bit. Every person counts.
Thank you for reading, and to @staff @changes: give us our tumblr back, or the people will migrate somewhere else. This is a threat.
Back when trump was first elected, I was very much against him. I said he's a loudmouth and will get us into another world war. I said he was a dictator and no better than Hitler was.
Now I still firmly believe it, if not more so.
Fuck trump. Fuck ICE. fuck MAGA fuck anyone who sees nothing wrong with what's going on anymore.
I was upset when all this first started.
As a white person, im deeply sorry for the actions of our people.
As an American, im sorry for the actions of my people.
No one deserves to die. No deserves to be scared or torn apart from their family.
Unfortunately a majority of our people are bigots and ignorant. They willfully voted for this man, with which they utterly fell for his propaganda. His propaganda of hate.
They are trying to divide us.
Unfortunately because hate is winning, history is beginning to repeat itself.
This is all eerily similar to ww2 germany.
I know! People will come for me for saying it, but it's true.
He will not be president forever nor will he live forever
Hate mightve won the election. It mightve even won the battle. But hate will not win the war.
Imma be honest my Gs, I am having the most severe writers block I think I've ever had. But, I dont want this to end up as a dead blog...
How would you guys feel if I opened up my characters to being talked to? Like those character ask blogs. If there is a charcter of mine you see in my tags or on my master post [if you can even see it] you wish to feel like you're talking to, go ahead and send one. Just make sure you tell me which one, whether thats asking the question "directly" to them or putting their name in parentheses somewhere.
Uk' Vaden is a draconic figure depicted in many cultural artifacts, ranging from alien to earthen. He is the physical manifest of negative emotions, of perceived and inherent evils. Anything from shadows under your bed to predators hunting at night, death, plague, famine, tyrants. He is all bad, all evil, all dark manifested into one being.
Plot twist, though. He's just a grumpy old guy tired of being associated with war, lol.
He is known to be an asshole though. Bordering on actual harrasment. Though the Yin to his Yang has noticed a softness when it comes to human vessels.
Uk'Vaden's physical appearance as a dragon was inspired by the human's creation of it in imagination. He appears differently depending on what species his vessel is. He has a human one, currently, so Dragon it is.
While his main concept remains the same, being an ever changing mass of shadows leaves his appearance changing often. Though, some things remain in his design; two large horns off the sides of his head, one giant eye in the middle, and a wyvern body type: being wing arms instead of seperates arms and wings.
Uk' Vaden exists outside of our universe, in the ever expanding Existential Vastness; existance outside of ours. Where all of creation happens. Uk' Vaden was born there, on the cliff of Existence overlooking the Void. His other half, Mik'threal, the good, the pleasant, the Light, was born on the other side of it all, on the shores of Existence being just barely touched by the waves of the Abyss.
And there we go, a little introduction of Uk' Vaden. A few Hogwarts Legacy Discord spaces might know him already. His creation came about when giving my Slytherin OC a Traumatic BackstoryTM.