Been good, glad you are back, if only for some asks, was worried you were gone for good. Nice to see you posting again.
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aww! thank you for worrying! and don't worry, i won't be leaving the writing scene anytime soon! i love writing, so, once again, don't worry!
I don't normally post about politics but here goes nothing.
If you voted for trump, man or woman, I want you to read as follows
I want you to understand how thoroughly you fucked everyone over. I want you to look at your children in the eyes and tell me if there is anything more than innocence or resentment.
If you have a mother, I want you to look her in the eyes. I want you to tell her that she'll be stripped away of her rights and she doesn't get a say in what happens to her anymore.
If you have a daughter, I want you to look at your babygirl and explain that there's nothing you can really do if anything happens to her. I want you to tell her that a gun meant more than her in your vote.
If you have a wife, I want you to look at her and see the fear in her eyes knowing that she is married to someone who couldn't care less about her rights and views her as property. I want you to try and tell her that you love her and see her struggle to respond.
I want you to sit down with your children and have to hold back tears while teaching them how to have even a small chance at surviving a school shooting.
I want you to look at the couples in your life that are not stable enough for a child and have to tell them that if they get pregnant by mistake they'll have to suck it up.
I want you to look at the women in your life and tell them that if they're raped and unfortunately get pregnant, that they'll have to go through that hell all over again.
I want you to go to a book store and see all the books you've ever loved disappear. I want you to look for The Holy Bible and be unable to find it when it's banned.
I want you to think back to the book Fahrenheit 451 and it's story. I want you to understand that this is the reality you want us to live through but worse.
I want you to look at the people in your life and have to explain to them that you're sorry. Women, people of color, gays, trans, etc.
I want you to look at future generations who never get to experience the same rights as you were blessed to have before and I want you to say you're sorry.
I mean hey,
Was it worth it??
Was it worth getting your guns back and "voting for your pockets"??
Was it worth the people who killed themselves out of fear?
Was it worth having the women in your life be told "your body, my choice"?
I hope it was.
I want you to remember what your choice was.
Hi everyone. This post is going to be different from my other ones. I try to keep other matters off of this blog and reblog deactivated content from the twst fandom on here. But thereโs been one blog on the twst fandom that I do not wish to be associated with in any way.
@/Marilynfuse is a Zionist.
Israel has never been held accountable for a single war crime theyโve committed in the last 75 years. But weโre now finally calling them out on their genocidal incense while the rest of the world ignores it.
There are so many revolting images of murdered Palestinians in Gaza. And if you are a Zionist Jew denying the death toll or okay with saying Palestinians are collateral damage in the name of Israel, then you are no better than an oppressor.
I am very disappointed to see someone in the twst fandom pushing this on their blog. Especially since I used to follow and interact with their works.
Free Palestine
Free Sudan
Free Haiti
Free Congo
Reblog art guys. Seriously.
I love you mutuals who post all the time and share every thought, no matter how incoherent
when I stumble across posts like what you had for breakfast or a tribute to your favorite character or how school/work is going, i feel like Iโm tuning into the radio in the morning or sitting with a friend watching the fireflies in summer
itโs just nice
Hello! Heard you are looking for requests so here is one! How about one of the hashiras (or all of them saperated) + kagaya (platonic) x ubuyashiki daughter reader? In which reader is kagaya daughter and they are in love with her but haven't told her yet because her health is getting worse from the curse how would they react to finding her passed out on the floor with blood coming out of her mouth?
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๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ, ๐ง๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ ๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐'๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ. ๐'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ :(
๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ (?), ๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ-๐ญ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐จ๐๐ฎ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ
๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐?
๐๐ฒ๐ฉ๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
Kyojuro's heart would set itself ablaze, and not in a good way.
He'd run to your side, gently lifting you up and gently holding your head in his lap.
"..๐๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐? ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐?" He'd ask in a panicked manner.
Your only response was more blood pooling from your lips.
He'd gently lift you up, taking off his haori and gently wiping your lips before gently holding it under your chin.
He didn't care if it became stained with blood, he could get another one.
He'd only care about your health, and your ability to move as you used to.
Tengen's usual flashiness disappeared.
Panic would cover him, head to toe.
Once regulating himself, he'd come closer to you, gently lifting you up in order for you to not choke on your blood.
For once, he'd be silent. Not a singular word would come from him.
His free hand would gently run through your hair as he'd watch you get the rest of it out.
You could've sworn he wasn't breathing the entire time.
Because when you stopped coughing things up, you could hear him taking a long, hard breath.
Mitsuri's heart broke as she saw you.
She would be at your side before you could even process that she was there.
She'd hold you close, whispering soft things to you as she gently rubbed your back.
She'd stay by your side the entire time.
She'd pat your back every now and again, making sure you were getting it all out.
She'd be silently sobbing, hoping you'd be okay in the end.
Once you stopped, she'd take her haori off, resting it on your shoulders.
Obanai would freeze up, panicking internally.
He didn't know whether to get Shinobu or do something himself.
Kaburamaru would notice this and gently slither off his shoulders to the ground.
He'd slither over to you, using almost all of his snake-like strength to push you up.
Once this happened, Obanai would snap out of it before running to you.
He was trembling, but held you up, as Kaburamaru gently slithered back to Obanai's shoulders.
Fright would be evident in his eyes even after you were okay.
Gyomei wouldn't be able to.. see you.
So he'd hear your coughing, and the liquid escaping your lips and put two (2) and two (2) together.
Tears would spill from his eyes as he'd make his way toward you, lifting you up.
He'd set his beads to the side, gently holding your hair back as he let you let it all out.
Like some of the others, he'd wrap his haori around you.
He'd feel terrible, causing more tears to spill.
As soon as he heard the blood stop hitting the ground, he'd pull you close, gently rubbing your back.
His fists would tighten, and his eyes would widen.
His footing would become unsteady as a gasp released from him.
Now, he wasn't particularly... inept in the whole physical health thing, but he could tell something was clearly wrong.
A small growl would come from him as he'd run to you, gently (well, gently for him) pushing your head downward with one hand and holding you up with the other.
He sat in front of you, a victim to the blood that spewed from you,
But that was fine, nothing he hadn't experienced before.
As soon as you calmed down, he'd pull you close, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he gently rocked the two of you back and forth.
She'd freeze up.
Despite her intellect in the field of the human body, she wouldn't move.
Seeing you like this, reminded her so much of her sister.
Instead of staying to help you, she could help but.. leave.
She ran, as fast as she could back to the butterfly mansion.
She'd breathe heavily, her mind foggy with tears pooling in her eyes.
Her body would tremble as she'd slide down the wall, stopping when she sat on the floor.
He'd gasp lightly, his usual calm and stoic demeanor disappearing.
For the first time in forever, tears would pool in his eyes and gently slip from them.
He'd slowly make his way to you, lifting you up slightly and letting you cough it up.
Out of the corner of your eye, you could see his soft expression and the tears fall from his eyes.
It hurt him so bad to see you like this,
So bad that all he could think of doing was crying as he held you up.
His love for you was so intense, that it could cause him to do things he hadn't done in years.
Muichiro's face wouldn't change.
He wouldn't know what to do.
He loved you, of course, but... how was he to help?
He watched as you choked on your own blood, feeling horrible that he didn't know what to do.
He was only fourteen, would you expect him to know?
He was trained to fight to protect humans from demons, but when it came to protecting the one he loved most?
He didn't know what to do.
You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled
Hit that.
Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern
Yes.
Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in
Tumblr will follow up and help them.
This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.
if this gets 50 notes i'll drink more water everyday
if this gets 100 notes i'll start cycling once a week and logging it
if this gets 200 notes i'll start eating more fruit
if this gets 500 notes i'll apply for a summer job
if this gets 1000 notes i'll actually make plans with my friends
if this gets 2000 notes i'll tidy my entire wardrobe
if this gets 5000 notes i'll get a better skincare routine
if this gets 10 000 notes i'll do something about my mental health
the numbers are intentionally high bc i really don't want to do any of this and yeah there is a deadline of the end of june
โฆshould I make a series of sukuna getting used to new, modern things
not my best work ๐
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part one (youโre here!!) / part two / part three / part four / part five / ???
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imagining the Ryลmen Sukuna being forced to play video games for the first time.
letโs say itโs the modern era, and somehow he gets his true form back again.
the first thing heโs doing? being forced by you, of all people to play a new game.
having been stuck inside of his nephew for some time, he gets the gist of video games, but doesnโt quite understand the appeal.
โโฆwhat is โGrand Theft Auto Vโ?โ is the first question he asks you
you thought it would be the perfect game for him, assuming he wouldnโt break your computer after some npc insults him, the violence, the guns, you thought heโd enjoy it.
โit was either that or Skyrim,โ you shrugged in response, laughing upon his confusion clearly growing.
he scoffs and opens the game, muttering something about the game being a waste of his time.
the intro has him interested, hostages, killing people, itโs just his thing.
after some time, he grows bored and simply stands, one pair of hands on his hips and the other crossed over his chest.
he stands there for a moment, staring directly at you, before turning around and leaving.
You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled
Hit that.
Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern
Yes.
Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in
Tumblr will follow up and help them.
This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.
This is @g0dwat3r's writing blog! I am a minor, so I will not do NSFW unless you commission it. That is for my own comfort. I am autistic, with dyslexia and discalculia. So, I beg you to be patient with me.
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