#tw talk about the world ending

[anti-endo-haven]

cw end of the world talk death talk delusion talk idk i’m just paranoid sui talk as well

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i don’t wanna die i don’t want the world to end i don’t want the world to end i want to be safe i’m scared to go outside i’m scared to move because if i move the world will end i’m scared i’m so scared i’m so scared and i’m so close to ending it myself so i don’t have to suffer with this paranoid anymore so i don’t have to suffer

i want to wake up tomorrow i’m so scared i won’t

i’m scared to look at the moon i’m scared to see the sun i’m scared i’m scare i’m scared

i cant hear any natural sound without wanting to cry and being scared the world will end i

i know it’s just windy and rainy but i’m scared

i wanna be safe i don’t feel safe

-🪐🫀

The world won’t end from an eclipse. It’s fearmongering from assholes that want to cause issues for everyone and send the fear of some rapture. The world isn’t ending.

You are safe, it is okay to move. The moon is saying hello to the sun and just being friendly again. They haven’t seen each other so they want to be able to say hi.

The world will be here tomorrow so don’t give up on it. You are safe.

It’s okay.

#🪐🫀 #tw paranoia mention #tw paranoia #tw world ending talk #tw talk about the world ending #tw Christian fear mongering #tw fear #tw death talk #tw talk of delusions #tw talk of death #tw sui mention #tw suicide implied #tw suicide mention #tw sui talk #tw suicide talk #tw sui ideation #tw suicidality #tw suicide ideation #tw suicidal ideation #tw talk of the end of the world #tw end of the world talk

[beanghostprincess]

TW // Food , EDs

Something about Usopp getting sent to an island where delicious food is used as bait and he has to actively fight to eat (thus probably ending up just straight-up not eating some days and relating food to negative experiences) and Sanji constantly using food to serve and make others enjoy but barely eating himself because it isn't as rewarding and he doesn't really care about his well-being because he is used to starving (both physically and emotionally).

Like-- Usopp not really refusing to eat but kind of having a defense mechanism/odd quirks around it (eating too fast, keeping food for later, feeling safer if he straight up doesn't eat, or directly not being hungry at all) and Sanji actively just forgetting to feed himself and when he tries to do so he isn't... Full? At all? or satisfied? It just leaves him emptier. He likes giving food to others, that's what completes him. Eating just because just feels wrong for him.

So you have this guy with strong defense mechanisms against food who treats it as a necessity to live instead of enjoyment and another who treats food as an enjoyment but ONLY for other people and never himself.

And I like to think Usopp, after spending so much time getting used to storing food just in case he can't go hunting for more, still does the same when he's back with the crew. But he doesn't even know why he does it exactly. He is eating. He doesn't need to do this. But then he realizes he always thinks about Sanji whenever he keeps food. Usopp notices Sanji barely eats if the food is something he gives to himself, but gladly enjoys it when it's somebody else's doing. So Usopp just waits until everybody is out of the kitchen to approach Sanji and go "Hey, um, would you like to share the leftovers with me?" and something like that. And Sanji does end up eating more than usual which is, you know, an average meal.

On the other hand, Sanji stays with Usopp while he eats and speaks to him. Makes him feel safe so he doesn't have to make everything quick and running. Make him see that he is alright and he can take his time to enjoy the food without any worries. At the end of the day, they end up eating together after the whole crew has gone away, but that's more than fine with them.

#they mean the world to me okay #as somebody who struggles with food these two characters are my beloveds i would do anything to see them happy and full and eating #usopp getting sent to an island full of food that probably will end up killing you is something that can be so sanuso coded and also #so fucked up. my boy :( we don't talk enough about this #i mean. we do talk a lot about this i've seen people doing it but we need to talk MORE #one day i'll talk about how sanji goes to an island where he finds himself running away from himself and he's afraid and anxious 24/7 #it's like they swapped places and i find that perfect #anyway the food thing-- i think they get better with time being together #after wci it gets... worse. but it's alright they work on it together #one piece #black leg sanji #usopp #sanuso #tw food #tw eating issues

[userjiminie]

MÅNESKIN x CORALINE for @jiminswn ♡

#maneskin #måneskin #damiano david #maneskinedit #italiansedit #*g #tw flashing #please don't look at me i have no idea what i'm doing #originally this was supposed to be a jimin x taemin set #but this last week took me by storm in a hundred different ways and this is where my brain went #i vow to make that set when the world stops ending #HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE OF MY LIFE! #i'd give u the world if i could but until i find a way to do that please accept this humble set instead 🤲🏼 #at this point i believe i've already exhausted all the words in my english vocabulary waxing poetic about you #so now i'm just [vehement incoherent in love noises] @ you #i love you i admire you i adore every minute i spend talking to you #thank you for one more year of you generously gifting me with wholesome cat videos & good music & beautiful sunsets #thank you for your trust & your patience & your gentleness #you play such a singular & important part in my life i hope you know that #i hope you have a warm peaceful comforting day & that the world showers you with all the love you deserve #not only today but always 🤍 #also fun fact but only the moment i was tagging u did i realize this set matches ur blog's color palette fhdfhdjkj #(at least on desktop it does 🤡) #that's our way of life. at least one 👉🏼👈🏼 a day 😔✊🏼

[moonchild-in-blue]

Thank you for the tag @tonguetyd! My spoons are indeed low but my sleep schedule is GONE so. Random burst of energy let's go.

I didn't know what artist to pick because I didn't want an obvious (?) one, so I'm going super niche and choosing Bright Eyes because it's been a minute since I've talked about them, and they're one of my favourites 💙

Artist: Bright Eyes

How do you feel: Nothing Gets Crossed Out

What is your gender: Bowl Of Oranges (obviously funny but also it's a beautiful song! poetic storytelling!)

If you could go anywhere: Lua

Favorite mode of transportation: Driving Fast Through A Big City At Night (yes that is the title)

Your best friend: First Day Of My Life 🥹

Favorite time of day: Sunrise, Sunset

If your life was a tv show: A Line Allows Progress, A Circle Does Not

Relationship status: I Won't Ever Be Happy Again 🥲

Your fear: Waste Of Paint

Idk who made this or not so I'm tagging randomly, no pressure to do this whatsoever! @dearscone @corviisquire @hookedhobbies @politemagic (hi!) @leonsleftbicep @melit0n

#okay i made myself sad again #so little story time! #(okay i talked briefly about past suicide/sh struggles so be warned!) #First Day Of My Life is their most famous song AND is probably my mostest favourite love song in the entire world #like. this particular song means so much to me #there is this line that goes “this is the first day of my life. i'm glad i didn't die before i met you” #and it breaks my heart into a million pieces because that is just. so true. so pure #because for someone who was very suicidal and struggled with sh *just before* i met my best friend(s) #it's a lot. like. that could've been me. and yet i'm here. and i need to hold on more because there's still so many people to meet #and so many things to see and experience. i AM glad i didn't die before i met any of you #it's crazy to think how many things i would've missed if every single time i thought about about ending it i had actually done it #whack #also! nothing gets crossed out is incredibly depressing and poignant! if anyone is in the mood for that! #(most if not all of these are. once again i am incapable of choosing happy songs lmao) #tw suicide mention #tw sh mention #<- is this enough? let me know if i should use other tags!!!! #tag game #darya's mixtape #bright eyes

[transmascgoblin]

Tw: Possibly Delusional Behaviours in a loved one

(I need help figuring out my next steps)

Right. how do I start.

I'm dating this guy. he's a couple of years older than me, and we hit things off pretty quickly. we were friends for about 8-10 months before we started dating a month ago. while we were friends, he (Liam, we will call him Liam for this story) would say things that don't quite add up normally. it started somewhat in the normal realm of possibility. one night, we stayed up late talking and he said something about "opening his Eye" (capitalized, too) and seeing something "unsettling" and therefore not sleeping for the night. I assumed he meant. you know. his eyes. the ones on your face, under your eyebrows and on either side of your nose. but No. he meant his third eye.

uh. ok then.

I assume he's just spiritual, or subscribes to a religion that I don't know much of. normal stuff, right? I'm not religious or anything, so I kinda brush it off and say "yeah haha, are you big on meditation? I never could figure it out", attempting small talk. he then divulges in me that no, it's not a religious thing. this is "traveling to an alternate dimension" thing.

Um. What.

now I'm thinking "oh god, he's one of those Shifters from TikTok. how do I handle this". so I kinda awkwardly ask him about it, like, "oh yeah haha. what? where do you go?" and his dead ass response is "this place called the Other side"

..........uhm.

so now I'm worrying. what is this guy on. the other side???? what the fuck is that? but then he elaborates, saying things like "yeah, it's almost a copy of our earth, but it's all greyed out. and there are alternate versions of me and Smith (his friend, and apparent accomplice/ prophesized teammate to save the world. I'm using a fake name to protect his privacy) are there, and a version of me owns a bar in the Other side. there are lots of Smiths in there, they're surprisingly common"

........ how do I tell him that there's no way this is real

and he just. keeps going. I ask clarifying questions and I'm just thinking about how crazy of a story this would make in a book. until Liam drops this bomb: "me and Smith are supposed to work together to save our Earth. our alternate versions of ourselves have failed countless times, loosing their earths to (name of big bad I have since forgotten. we shall call him "the dark one" for the purpose of this story) The Dark One. but here's the kicker, me and Smith have no idea when The Dark One will attack our earth"

I. how do I respond.

I say something like "oh. damn. that is. alot of responsibility for a couple of. not even 20-year olds" (ohH I'm dropping my approximate age.)

and he just, meets me there. "yeah, it is a lot of stress. and I can't talk to anyone about it because they think I'm crazy, but I know I'm not because other people have seen the same things I have."

and. I just. I don't know how to handle that.

we are dating now, I thought that hey, what's the worst that can happen? I know Smith, but not well. but I can ask Smith about this, because I have seen him text Liam, and Liam has texted Smith about this and sent audio messages while I was in the car with him. the audio message Liam recorded today has a blip in it where I was talking to him. Smith knows it's me.

today Liam told me that he thinks he and I are soulmates. like. real soulmates. and I just, don't know how to respond. he's low-key freaking me out. I'm planning on asking Smith, but I have no idea if Smith will tell me anything.

anyways. please. this is a call for help. what is going on. is this real. am I involved with someone who is experiencing delusions. god I hope not.

#Tw: possible delusions #tw: delusions #tw: mental illness #tw: mentions of delusion #god help #help #yall i need to figure out if my boyfriend is loosing his marbles #please help #is this a red flag #third eye #??? #other side? something? #i need so much help #hes talking about the end of the world #the end of the world #???????? #THE WORLD IS ENDING???

[holytrickster]

imagine fearmongering about the end of the world oN FUCKING SHUFFLES???? like from what I've seen the userbase seems really young, but I don't really think of it bc I'm there to just make my silly little aesthetic collages for fun. but wHOOPS the algorithm or whatever decided I wanted to be shown posts from people that are probably like 13 making these long ass posts that are all GUYS THE RAPTURE IS COMING SOON like . jesus christ. pun intended.

#and i wonder why i have fucked up end of the world nightmares lately when the fearmongering is SO ubiquitous #i watch a lot of youtubers that talk abt cults and xtian fundamentalism bc i find it fascinating despite disturbing and scaring me #so im used to watching them talk about televangelists and people who listen to qanon bullshit and stuff like that #but theres something that gets under my skin almost more about seeing people that are probably kids parroting it #idk i feel gross now #like theres something on me you know #im always like “why does the end of the world stuff in particular mess me up so bad” and then i remember I'm a ball of anxiety and panic #and then it starts to make sense #vent post #tw christianity #idk how to tag this one honestly

[thebluestbluewords]

Gremlin rights tbh

Carlos & Mal, ~1200 words, TW for food issues in this one. (unspecified food issues because I'm not sure how to further tag this)

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“What's for dinner?” Mal demands, walking into the sunroom of the fucking gorgeous mansion that they live in now, because life is weirdly good sometimes, and people like to pay Evie for her work nowadays, which means that she can do things like buy an entire house just because she wants one, and not have to worry about spending the summer at Auradon Prep again like they did last year. 

Carlos, who is lying on the couch with his feet tucked up and under the blanket draped over the back, looks up from his game at the dramatic entrance. 

Mal looks back at him, somewhat expectantly. She absolutely reeks of magic, the sort of burning woodsmoke smell that always happens when she does experiments with her powers. It doesn’t happen when she’s using familiar spells, which Carlos thinks privately, in the space of his own brain where Mal will never hear him, means that the woodsmoke smell is actually just the smell of Mal’s brain cells dying as she flash-cooks them with the effort it takes for her to learn new things. 

“Hey,” Carlos says, in greeting. Because that’s what you’re supposed to do when you see someone you care about and also live with. “My day was fine, thanks for asking.” 

Mal snorts. “Yeah, okay, mine was too. Don’t be a princess about it.” she pauses, and walks more fully into the sunroom, which is mostly an early-evening shade room at the moment.  “S’there dinner?” she adds hopefully, like somehow saying it again will make food appear somewhere in the immediate area. 

They’ve had this fight before. Carlos takes a moment to assess the color of Mal’s eyes, and then promptly decides that it’s going to be a fine night to have it again. 

“Chips.” he says, gesturing at the bag he’s got balanced on his chest. 

It’s been– 

Well. 

It’s been a long day. 

Mal stares at the bag like it’s done her some sort of personal injury. “That’s not dinner,” she says, sounding almost horrified with herself. Or possibly she’s horrified about the chips. Carlos truly cannot be fucked to figure out why Mal’s upset about eating junk food for dinner.  “Dinner is something better than that.” 

Chips are delicious, and anyone who thinks otherwise does not deserve a place on Carlos’s couch. He sticks out a foot, just in case Mal gets any bright ideas about sitting down. “It’s what I’m having for dinner tonight. What’re you having?” 

Mal sighs. “I was gonna eat whatever you’re having,” she says slowly, kicking the corner of the couch. “But if you’re not making anything….” 

It’s mean. And rude, and wholly unnecessary. But sometimes they all must give in to their baser villainous impulses, and Carlos is no exception. He reaches slowly into the bag on his chest, and pulls out a single, unbroken chip to hold out to Mal.  “Chip?” he offers brightly. 

Mal growls. “I’m getting takeout,” she grumbles, kicking the couch again, with more force this time. “And I’m not going to share it with you, dumbass.” 

Carlos sticks his tongue out at her, because it seems like the thing to do. Not sharing is fine by him. There’s a reason why he’s not eating real food for dinner tonight, and it’s not just the lazy summer energy that seems to have spread through the house like an invisible fog. Sometimes, the very thought of eating actual food is too much, and the idea of anything more substantial than salt and air makes his stomach churn and ache like it used to back home when things were really bad. Not starvation-bad, when he’d eat anything that didn’t look like it was growing its own set of teeth to eat him back, but the kind of bad where everything felt sharp and bright and awful, and mother was more lucid and able to keep track of the supplies in the house, and sneaking anything more than what she’d determined was his fair share meant a punishment that would leave him wishing it was the other kind of bad times.

 At least when they all starved on the isle there was a sense of camaraderie about it. The barges would stop, and everyone would ration as best they could until the boats picked back up again. A lot of people on the isle understood that sort of hunger, but not a lot of people understand the sort that comes from being hungry, and having food in the house, and knowing that if you take any, it’ll be worse than if you haven’t. 

The feeling now isn’t quite the same as it was back home, but the result is the same. Evie’s house, Evie’s rules, Evie’s money that pays for the groceries, so even if Carlos did want to cook dinner tonight, which he doesn’t, there’s no way of knowing how much he’s supposed to have without Evie here to lead, so the uneasy almost-queasy feeling wins out and dinner remains a thing to do when there’s other people around. And sure, Mal is here now, but she’s more of a horrible creature than a human anyway, and once the feeling of persistent unease has started, it’s easier to keep riding the wave of it and ignoring food than it is to force himself to get up and make something to force down. 

The whole messy business of it all seems too impossibly complicated to explain to Mal. “Have fun trying to get delivery out here!” Carlos calls instead, as she’s stomping out of the room to find the drawer full of takeout menus that Evie likes to keep around for when she’s feeling especially rich and luxurious. 

Mal waves a middle finger back. “Fuck you!” 

*

Five minutes later, give or take, Mal comes stomping back into the sunroom with a paper menu in her hand and murder in her eyes. 

Right. 

“Where’s a phone.” Mal growls, and it’s not a question. 

There’s an aesthetically pleasing midnight blue rotary phone on the wall in the hallway that nobody ever bothered to hook up. There’s also another one, creamy white faded with years of use and poor upkeep to a brownish-yellow, in the little closet upstairs that they’ve all been calling the phone closet and refusing to use for anything more practical than the phone and the much-worn armchair shoved inside it. If Carlos is being entirely honest, there’s also a cell phone in his hand, although that one is currently playing a game that he’s not exactly willing to pause in order for her royal purpleness to make a phone call. 

There’s also a glossy purple cell phone on the counter in the kitchen, which has been sitting there for the better part of a week, uncharged. 

“Your phone’s dead,” Carlos says, trying not to sound too snotty about it. “Mine’s occupied.” 

Mal growls. 

Carlos shakes the bag of chips at her. “Dinner,” he sing-songs, shaking the bag enticingly in her general direction, eyes still on his phone. “I’m not cooking tonight.” 

“I’m feeding myself.” 

Mal is categorically hopeless at everything except for baking. 

“Great, go for it,” Carlos says, eyes still glued to the game. His armies aren’t doing well in the eternal fight against the forces of space. It’s a little frustrating. “Have fun, don’t burn the house down.”

#my fic #descendants #descendants fic #mal bertha #carlos de vil #it's set loosely postcanon in a world where I guess D3 either doesn't happen or hasn't happened yet #the timeline is vague just like the resolution of this #I think maybe how it ends is with them both agreeing to compromise and eat pb brownie batter directly out of the bowl??? #or possibly they talk about their trauma and why they are the way that they are while Mal succeeds at making one of her two (2) meals #my personal hc here is that she can bake but boy!! she truly can't cook #her two meals are scrambled eggs (because they involve breaking things and minor violence) #and mac and cheese from a box #because she's still enjoying the novelty of eating things from a box and food that comes with instructions is usually attainable for Mal #seriously though: #food issues tw

[hauntedpearl]

I'm in a lot of pain rn so feel free to just ignore all this rambling but i am having memories assault me and i want to talk about it!!!

like when i was 20 and in college, i was super suicidal and i often self harmed and stuff and every once in a while I'd be like fuck it im doing it tonight and I'd sit down to write a suicide note right because despite everything I'm a dramatic whore and i was like if i die they have to know it's not because of them!!! and then I'd start writing about how i was just tired but despite everything it was alright because i loved my friends and i loved my family and there was something good about all that and i might have been an idiotdamnassholefailure but atleast i had that and it would like. knock me out of my body and I'd sleep and sometimes that's really all it took to not Do The Bad Thing, ykwim? anyway. it didn't always work sometines things were out of control but you deal, you move on etc like that's life. i still think about it when i have bad moments tho and like. I'm aalways taking myself and my life a little too seriously when im alone w my thoughts and i just keep trying to convince myself of the same things that helped me when i was younger but i live a much more physically isolated life now and it seems harder but there are some days where like. idk. where it feels so overwhelmingly nice and i wish everyone has more of those days i wish I have more of them too. it's just. i think, especially when you're reliant on a online community to a large extent, it's so easy to get caught up in the weirdness of it. and like you can forget that outside of it there is so much life and there is so much you still will do like. it might take a while esp if you're young but your world will get big and then small again and then big again and then one day you'll die and it's okay. like that's how it is. you'll make friends again, fall in love with them again, and there will be that fleeting moment that, when you're awfully sad, will remind you that there was love there. and i think. idk. helps me when i think about holding out for those moments. On good days, atleast.

#idk if any of this makes sense #i was just thinking about that quote: at the end of the world there will still be someone who tells a story and someone who will laugh #like. i think. i think that's what you hold on to when everything us horrible #there is someone who wilk tell a story and someone who will laugh. there is love around you. #ik this is me talking fron a place of incredible privilege too btw but im just talking about my experience #i don't mean to sound condescending in any way ajd im sorry if i did!!!! i worry that im clueless like that but i guess blindness comes w #privilege and you just sort of learn to do better over time #anyway not the point #sorry for being sappy on main and not ablut destiel lol #tw suicide mention #tw self harm #personal stuff

[thebadchoicemachine]

You know there’s something incredibly comforting about how everyone’s lives are happening at the exact same time.

#tw death mention further in the tags #I come onto tumblr just at random. I scroll. see some cool ideas about vampires or an awesome drawing or a fandom headcanon #and it’s just normal #it’s like stepping into a bubble #when the world ends everyone here is still writing about Danny Phantom in DC and posting pictures of their pets and talking with their other #friends even the ones I don’t interact with super regularly anyway #it’s nice #a close family member just died #everything has changed. I’m worried about his son who I’m closer with than my own siblings #he’s 4 and loved his dad so much. #I’m worried about my aunt who’s now got custody of him thank god so he’s not going anywhere bad #she’s so strong and kind #I love them so much. #but then I come on here and life is just happening for everyone else #one day this will be something else #and they’ll be okay too #because that’s true for them too

[mushroom-for-art]

I should be writing shadow au oops, I'm sorry I am working on it slowly but these guys possessed me I wanted Syn to menace May and them chat about aus my brain is bouncing around XD enjoy! (Syn belongs to @seasidemew)

More multiverse shenanigans

May should've been working. May HAD been working, until the larger mewtwo decided to descend upon her. She could feel the warmth of his chest on her back as he leant over and into her body, arms wrapped around her his tail lightly hitting the floor as he purred quietly.

"Can I help you Syn?" She asked slightly amused by this sudden affection but also it was rather inconvenient.

"Mm…" He hummed softly, "No, I'm just glad you're so small and cuddly here." She sighed softly, feeling him give her a little squeeze like she was some plush teddiursa.

"Which world did you find out about then? Perfect or Poached?" She asked simply already aware of the many vast variations of herself and knowing those were the most recent and the only ones so far that played with her height. His tail stopped lightly thumping.

"What's poached.." She could tell by his tone he didn't know what it was and felt a bit of panic settle in.

"...oh you know..like with eggs…" May deflected keeping her eyes on the very interesting tiles on the floor.

"May. What happens in Poached." Syns arms shifted subtly to more restrain her preventing her from trying to duck or wiggle away but still remaining quite cuddly. She made a bit of a whine bringing a hand to cover her mouth as she mumbled.

"Ikindamaybegetcaughtinadarkball," she mumbles unintelligibly into her palm, his weight leans down more into her making her exhale softly in an oof.

"Careful big fella I can't support your whole weight!"

"Well I can't hear you when you're mumbling so I gotta lean closer," more of his weight presses down and she makes a slightly panicked 'ack' in response to his antics as he simply chuckled.

"Who the hell let you watch lilo and stitch alright give give a bit I can't talk like this," his weight lessens on her back as she sighs exaggeratedly before awkwardly fiddling with her hands.

"I get caught by poachers, caught in a dark ball..hence the name.."

"A, dark ball?" She audibly sucked air through her teeth at his question, hesitating on telling him.

"it's uh..type of pokeball poachers use…Darkness says the technology used is quite impressive actually, has a similar function to a master ball can capture any Pokemon instantly," she felt his weight shift, "hey I'm getting there!"

"You're stalling," His voice was a playful singsong.

"I know I'm stalling!" She emptily shouted back, "it's, not fun to talk about," her voice awkwardly quietened and she felt his weight lessen and heard a soft apology, she sighed, "the dark ball…it can enhance a pokemons original ability bringing it to it's highest possible level augmenting them to be even better than they were originally.."

"Why would that make you bigger?"

"Because I'm, not," she struggled for words, "apparently I have potential and I was meant to be tall and powerful and the dark ball artificial unlocks and forces that version of me into my most powerful state.." She didn't want to talk about the how it did that though. She felt him gently squeezing her body again but more as a hug.

He hung his head down a little besides her eyes screwed tight and she gently put her hand to his head rubbing the side of it comfortingly as he experienced new memories from across the multiverse.

"You're, yea, I see it, you're brutal.." He mumbles a bit as the new memory of the fighting ring enters her head.

"I guess so…guess being forced to max level does that..sorry about knocking you about so much." Memories of a fight began to form in both their heads as the new world grew and they became aware of it.

"Oh it's fine, it's kinda hot actually you're efficient," He chuckles, lifting his head up a bit to smirk at her playfully moving to gently bonk his head against hers to which she made a mock 'ow'.

"How come you hesitate on landing the match ending blow?" He furrows his brows at his memory.

"Because I don't want to hurt another mewtwo, not really, guess seeing your bloody bruised face was enough to get past the dark balls influence. Must have a thing for bloodied up pretty boys. Well gives you enough time to strike and then kick my ass." She laughed softly as he guiltily chuckled.

"Yeah I'm sorry, I really saw an opportunity and took it."

"Hey we were in a fight, i'd rather you won especially with your history." He hums above her gently squeezing her again.

"You, escape all that right? I don't recall seeing you again."

"Yea, I get out.. Thanks for asking, nice to know you care." He chuckled softly.

"I can care a bit!" She laughed a squeal as he squeezed her again, picking her up a bit before putting her down as he sighed softly in guilt, "I, actually learnt about the other one, Perfect was it? I'm, sorry for how I act there..I hear you saying you don't want to fight. I can see you dodging and avoiding fighting back and." He signed again, "all I can think about is how good it'll feel and how loud the audience will cheer when I take down such a big powerful opponent." She felt him squeeze her in guilt and moved her hand again to carefully hold the side of his face.

"Hey..its okay I get it I understand why, maybe I don't understand there at first but here I understand and I've hit you pretty hard and brutally before myself, I can't hold a grudge."

"You always fight like that to protect others or as a last ditch self preservation thing, it's not the same."

"What would've happened had you lost?" He went quiet in thought, turning his head away at the new suggested memories of losing and the fall out of it.

May was quiet as her hand moved once more to hold his face as he pressed into her touch knowing without him having to say that it would've been bad and although he did it for himself there was also a level of survival to it. She felt him purr softly against her hand.

"Feeling better now huh?" He hummed softly against her, "can I get back to work now ya great lug? I can feel something hard and pointy jabbing into me and I hope its that crystal." He howled an abrupt startled laugh at her joke moving instead to scoop her up into his arms ignoring her protesting.

"Oh no I think I'm going to steal you away for myself for a bit actually," He turned his head towards the general direction of the kitchen, "I'm stealing May for a bit, deal with it!" before turning to carry her out the restaurant leaving the owner quite confused.

"You put me down, this is kidnapping!" She couldn't hide the excited giggling in her tone as he carried her away.

"I just figured we should get some privacy if I'm gonna jab you with something hard and pointy." She squeal laughed into her hands as he carried her away kicking her feet in too much energy as his tail wagged behind him chuckling at her joy.

#My writing #May the mewtwo #@seasidemew oc #@seasidemew syn #cw mature humor #Tw mention of blood #The Perfect thing is in reference to my A little different fic but basically May there doesn't get the darkness megastone #So ends up a big big powerful girl because I've kinda started hc the synergy corruption in that megastone sapped Mays energy #Which stunted her so Perfect refers to her being 'perfect' because she's big and has powers but like also wow all trauma #Multiverse Syn really sees a tall powerful version of May and goes “THAT'S HOT” only to learn the version of him in that world absolutely #Beats the shit outta her in the battle ring because due to trauma May doesn't wanna fight back or hurt him and goes NOOOOOO #So goes to cuddle his tiny May because ough no stay tiny and perfect like this I don't wanna think about the sad :c #Multiverse Syn definitely has more empathy and cares more because hmm sometimes my wife yes lmao #Also you heard it here first folks bloody pretty boys are Mays type™️ XD probably why she helps him when he's injured #Not immune to a pretty boy bleeding out XD and yes she calls him a pretty boy he probably loves it like yes I AM pretty #I've not actually talked about poached before it's an au in my head so dw no ones missed anything #Her getting big is a reference to the tyranitar in the 4ever movie!! I'm allowed to bullshit cause that fucker gets big so may get big too!

[bejeweledmp3]

welp

#suicide mention tw #the other day i had therapy right. and my therapist was like i was looking at the results of the tests you responded before we began #and i think it's necessary for us to talk about your relationship with death #and right now it's like. scariest thing to me in the world. also only thing i can ever think of #my brain keeps going i'm going to die!!! i'm going to die!!!! over and over and ot makes everything feel not real #which is scary and trippy and i hate living like this. as if i was dead already #and at the end she asked me to tell her in a scale of one to ten how likely she thought a suicide was #and i said 5.5. i've never planned anything i don't want to die. but if i die then i don't think about death anymore you know? #and i keep thinking about it and keep waiting for it to feel dishonest like. no way i'm a five in the would you kill yourself scale #but it doesn't. it feels like the truth i'm not going to do it but also i don't know what to do anymore #and i'm terrified of speaking to anyone in my life about this bc i don't want to scare them i don't want to be on suicide watch #so i'm just sitting here and my brain is eating me alive. all i can think about is how things end #i resent my body for needing to exist i also don't feel connected to it at all. and i'm exhausted man i really am #just. sigh. i'm sorry for writing this but idk what else to.do at this point #talking tag;

[esrah-rah-rasputin]

Man I’m so done with not knowing when the hell I’m supposed to do anything🥲🥲

Just spent basically all of today trying to get done with what I thought was the first day of work in my writing class, turned out I just did the work for the whole week. Great, right? But then I looked at what time my math homework is due and realized it’s due by 8 am tomorrow. And I haven’t even begun.

#FUCKING- HHHHHHGHGHHGGG BITING. Hate this #I hate this. and It’s The End Of The World is playing right now. AAAAAJJSJJXHNXHXHNXHC Fuck #It’s about the time of day when my brain shuts down ability to do academic things so I’m basically fucked #whatever! I’ll just spend the next six hours on this I guess and feel like a sack of shit the whole time! #esrah Talks #school tw

[cyberstabbing]

i hate bad and abusive parents so much. they're the reason my best friend has so much trauma and so many mental health issues. and then to kick her out? and then to somewhat reconcile like nothing happened? it's just so awful to see my best friend struggle mentally and barely (and not even tbh) make rent and Knowing that her parents won't be any help at all. like if she has to move back with her mom it's going to be okay for a while and then her mom will start drinking again and all hell with break loose. and her dad is either incredibly oblivious or just chooses to pretend like nothing is wrong while he plays house with his new family. when my best friend lived with me for 9 months after she got kicked out, even my stepdad daydreamed about going to meet her dad so he could yell at him for not taking care of his daughter. anyways now she's trying drugs with her equally unwell partner and they're not being safe and her eating disorder is getting worse. so her other best friend and i are meeting up to figure out what to do.

#and now my deal is ghosting me while i'm showing warning signs of a panic attack #i'm not going to have one but jfc i hope he texts back #i've been her friend since 8th grade and even when we drift we're the closest the other's got #other than her partner but they're a bit unstable and kind of leading her into the drug world somewhat #idk that's not to say i don't party but i try to do it in a safe way #we've talked about this and she agrees to plan ahead and not just say yea to everything and and everyone #it's just everyone around me falls into drugs or suicide attempts or both and it just feels never ending #a close friend opened up last night about her suicide attempt like ~2 years ago #and it's the same pattern. awful mental health and then heavy drug use #two of my close friends have done heroin. one got addicted #the other was on it while she was with me and i didn't even notice #it's just everywhere and everyone and there's no getting away from it #and i can handle myself but i can't control my best friend #and while she's not the only chronically and deeply depressed friend i've got #she's the one i ultimately feel complete responsibility for #and inhave no fucking clue what i'm doing #AAAAAAAAAAAA #i'm fine i just needed to vent #mine #tw drugs #tw eating disorder #tw abuse

[starkerscoop]

Adios

Hey!!

#do you run the duolingo tiktok account? #i kinda do get that vibe from you #tell me! i can keep a secret #tw: clowns #am i talking about the gif or lily? the world may never know #just kidding #or am i? #im-a-goner-foryou #sweet mutuals #adios means goodbye so i'm not sure if we're starting or ending a convo rn #but have this anyway

[anaalnathrakhs]

truly nothing spells out “we live in a hell world” better than the fact we could be having a reasonable discussion about what death means to humans and the logical end of bodily autonomy and all that important stuff, but instead our society and medical spheres are so rotten from the inside out that any advancement in that field is used to coerce disabled people and other marginalized and vulnerable populations into letting themselves be killed off because we don’t feel like offering proper healthcare or proper infrastructure to offer every living person the basic necessities of life

#it infuriates me so much hearing about the news in canada #because of course i think everyone should have ownership of their own life #and that we cannot have a genuinely helpful mental health care system if we don't offer people the option to die #not even talking about disabilities because that's not my experience #but i don't think we can foster genuine peace of mind for everyone living with or recovering from something if we don't keep that door open #and of course we're never gonna have the PERFECT system that prevents and alleviates everything that the laws of nature allow it to #so if we ever want to implement assisted suicide we have to atttach it to an imperfect system that doesn't help everyone it could #but of course when we say ''imperfect system'' in this world it means marginalized people are on the front lines #and we end up with this kind of eugenistics because shit doctors don't want to bother helping patients #and well-meaning doctors are blocked from helping by a shit system that can't be assed to adapt to the patients it needs to help #and society is still a hostile hellscape that only values people who can fight through it #broadcasting my misery #vent #death tw #suicide tw #eugenics not eugenistics i can't spell pardon me

[thethief1996]

I can't stop thinking about the news out of Palestine. Israel is sieging al Shifa hospital. Videos of people's limbs being severed off are haunting (graphic video tw). The hospital has ran out of fuel and 39 babies in incubators are fending for their lives by themselves, because Israel has stationed snipers around the hospital and is shooting all medical crew that walks into their sight.

First, the narrative was Israel would never bomb hospitals. Now, the hospitals are Hamas bases. Then, we respect journalists. Now, we have a fucking kill list of journalists because they are Hamas collaborators. First, we are not letting fuel in until the hostages are released. Now, we are not accepting the hostages back because that would stop our ground invasion and let Hamas win. And I could go on about every single lie they're making up. If you look up "Hamas rape" on google, the first link leads to Times of Israel saying Israel has found no forensic evidence of sexual violence, and only one eyewitness testimony out of 3.5k people attending the rave. If you Google "Hamas beheaded babies" the top links say they have no evidence for the claim besides word of mouth from extremist soldiers. Israeli extremists think about the ugliest goriest scene they can make out in their sick heads, tell that to a international journalist and they run away with it like it's gospel.

And children are being killed in the name of these lies. Thousands are being displaced in images that remind me of the pictures of Tantura 75 years ago, with their hands up so the tanks don't shoot them. Amputees are leaving the hospitals in wheelchairs hours after their surgeries because they are being shot at. Elders who survived the Nakba on 48 are having to walk towards Southern Gaza on foot (imagine walking from one end of your city to the other on foot), displaced again. People are cheering for the haunting images of white phosphorus bombs being dropped over Gaza. Gazan workers who were arrested in the West Bank are being thrust back into the bombings wearing numbered labels.

This is not normal. We are seeing the early stages of the settler colonial genocide of an indigenous population. Native leaders who have visited Gaza say its refugee camps look eerily like reservations. We can stop this. For the first time we are able to see wide scale accounts from the hands of the people suffering the genocide, and Israel is so scared of it they have cut all communications in Gaza.

This is our litmus test. I think we have never seen more clearly, with Palestine, Armenia, Congo and Sudan how colonialism has made our world a rotten place to live in.

The South African apartheid collapsed due to boycotts. We have to do everything in our power to stop Israel's hegemony. Even talking to a group of friends about Palestine changes the status quo. There's no world where we can live peacefully if Israel accomplishes their goals.

Keep yourself updated and share Palestinian voices. Muna El-Kurd said every tweet is like a treasure to them, because their voices are repressed on social media and even on this very app. Make it your action item to share something about the Palestinian plight everyday. Here are some resources:

Al Jazeera, Anadolu Agency, Mondoweiss

Boycott Divest Sanction Movement

Palestinian Youth Movement is organizing protests and direct action against weapons factories across the US

Mohammed El-Kurd (twitter / instagram)

Muhammad Shehada (twitter)

Motaz Azaiza (instagram) - reporting directly from Gaza.

Hind Khudary - reporting directly from Gaza. Her husband and daughter moved South to run from the tanks but she stayed behind to record the genocide. The least we can do is not let her calls fall on deaf ears.

You can participate in boycotts wherever you are in the world, through BDS guidelines. Don't be overwhelmed by gigantic boycott lists. BDS explicitly targets only a few brands which have bigger impact. You can stop consuming from as many brands as you want, though, and by all means feel free to give a 1 star review to McDonalds, Papa John, Pizza Hut, Burger King and Starbucks. Right now, they are focusing on boycotting the following:

Carrefour, HP, Puma, Sabra, Sodastream, Ahava cosmetics, Israeli fruits and vegetables

Push for a cultural boycott - pressure your favorite artist to speak out on Palestine and cancel any upcoming performances on occupied territory (Lorde cancelled her gig in Israel because of this. It works.)

If you can, participate in direct action or donate.

Palestine Action works to shut down Israeli weapons factories in the UK and USA, and have successfully shut down one of their firms in London.Some of the activists are going on trial and are calling for mobilizing on court.

Palestinian Youth Movement is organizing direct actions to stop the shipping of wars to Israel. Follow them.

Educate yourself. Read into Palestinian history and the occupation. You can't common sense people out of decades of propaganda. If your arguments crumble when a zionist brings up the "disengagement of Gaza", you have to learn more.

Read Decolonize Palestine. They have 15 minute reads that concisely explain the occupation (and its colonial roots) and debunk popular myths, including pinkwashing.

Read on Palestine. Here's an amazing masterpost.

Verso Book Club is giving out free books on Palestine (I personally downloaded Ten Myths about Israel by Ilan Pappe. If you still believe in the two states solution, this book by an Israeli professor debunks it).

Call your representatives. The Labour Party in the UK had an emergency meeting after several councilors threatened to resign if they didn't condemn Israeli war crimes. Calling to show your complaints works, even more if you live in a country that funds genocide.

FOR PEOPLE IN THE USA: USCPR has developed this toolkit for calls, here's a document that autosends emails to your representatives and here's a toolkit by Ceasefire in Gaza NOW!

FOR PEOPLE IN EUROPE: Here's a toolkit by Voices in Europe for Peace targeting the European Parliament and one specific for almost all countries in Europe, including Germany, Ireland, Poland, Denmark, Sweden, Netherlands, Greece, Norway, Italy, Portugal, Spain, Finland, Austria, Belgium Romania and Ukraine

FOR PEOPLE IN THE UK: Friends of Al-Aqsa UK and Palestine Solidarity UK have made toolkits for calls and emails

FOR PEOPLE IN AUSTRALIA: Here's a toolkit by Stand With Palestine

FOR PEOPLE IN CANADA: Here's a toolkit by Indepent Jewish Voices for Canada

Join a protest. Here's a constantly updating list of protests:

Global calendar

Another global calendar (go to the instragram of the organizers to confirm your protest)

USA calendar

Australia calendar

Feel free to add more.

#free palestine #free gaza #save gaza #gaza under attack