#SICK. this uquiz was sick

[jamessunderlandgf]

—OCS as HORROR TROPES | METAPHORS

what’s up slimes 👉🏻👈🏻 @a-treides tagged me so lawng ago to do this uquiz thank you jackie you are always clutch w these tags i love u endlessly

—MEAT AS HORROR

meat hooks and conveyor belts and cold metal. the warm eyes of a stupid animal, completely unaware of the watering mouths that await it. "cut here" lines drawn on the body, slabs of steak that bleed and bleed, unrelenting. are you hungry? would you kill to stay alive? you feel like prey, or maybe like predator. sinew is stuck between your teeth, and gore dribbles down your chin. don't chip your teeth on the bones. you feel like the top of the food chain, and don't see the eyes gleaming behind you.

—JUST CATHOLIC TRAUMA

(tw for implications of self harm here) god is judgment. every action is weighted, every action is watched. tally marks on a scoreboard, on skin, your body on a golden scale, and you can't shed enough weight to stop it from tipping. worship isn't enough. sacrifice isn't enough. guilt lays across you in layers. blankets, sheets of snow, cling-wrap cutting off your circulation. you can't save yourself, but you can never stop trying. fire licks at your heels, a constant reminder of what is inevitably waiting for you.

—THE HORROR OF THE MOTHER

complete control over you, your complete reliance on her. you are a helpless child, and she makes every decision for you, asserting to you that she knows what's best. hysterical, emotional, even in her love for you, especially in her hatred for you. the fruit of her loins has rotted, and you cannot escape her scorn. distance means nothing if you're doomed to become her.

—FAMILY AS A CULT

you will never need anyone else. outsiders will hurt you, aim to corrupt you and ruin you and leave you in pieces, but your family will always be there for you. everyone has the same eyes, the same smile. the same sickly yellow light cast over their skin. the same tastes, the same food that melts to gray sludge on your tongue. family recipe. hugs last too long, touches linger and sting like sunburn. don't stray too far. if you come back looking like a wolf rather than a sheep, the dogs will eat you.

tagging— @shellibisshe 💎 @scalpelsister 💎 @tacticalhimbo 💎 @rosayoro 💎 @teamhawkeye 💎 @bearsgrove 💎 @loriane-elmuerto 💎 @pitchmoss 💎 @kanos 💎 @pinkfey 💎 @cetra 💎 @confidentandgood 💎 @jackiesarch 💎 @unholymilf 💎 @florbelles 💎 @rhettsabbott 💎 @lavampira 💎 @wlwaerith 💎 and you!

[superkitten-poison]

c!wilbur and love (c!tommy) - whisper my name and i'll follow you anywhere by bluesandbirds on ao3 / Jubilee Line Satisfaction Survey by @peninkwrites / Your Sister Was Right by Wilbur Soot / If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio / A Deck of Cards With a Green Smile On Them, by Wilbur Soot, transcript by DSMP transcripts / Bust by Wilbur Soot / I Want You To Know That I'm Awake/I Hope That You're Asleep by Car Seat Headrest

[bugbbear]

i made a uquiz, btw

[cyberr-v0id]

Too many people relate the ocean to sunshine and summer and relaxation and… that’s just not it.

I mean no hate if that’s what it means to you, and maybe it’s the fact that I AM an ocean child, my family is from the sea and we came to this country across it, but I can just never relate the ocean to an ice cream and a pool floatie.

To me the ocean is wild. It is danger. It is freedom. It is tasting the edge and knowing that not everyone can come back from it. It is swimming as far out the bay as you can when you’re twelve because you’re just so enchanted by the water and what it promises, only to realise that you’ve drifted far from where your family was. It is promises and secrets and treasure. It is alluring, a siren in the back of my mind, calling to me. It is hooked deep into who I am and I know that I can never come back from that.

The ocean is restless and she cares for no one any more than she has to. She would willingly drag me down ti her depths and never let me go, and that just makes me love her more. The ocean is in my heart.

The ocean, the sea, the waves that crash on the rocks in the storm, that rush up up up over the sand banks and into the town. That isn’t a being that is intrinsically tied to sunlight and fruit and sun tans.

Have you never stood on the cliffs, or the end of the pier, and felt the waves crashing below and the salt spray fly onto your face? Have you never felt the tug of a current, or stayed on the shore even as the tide comes up to your legs, then up to the harbour wall? Have you never stepped into her fierce embrace and wished to never leave?

The ocean is restless, yes, and wild, and dangerous. She will be tamed by nobody.

[theboredasexual]

trying this again bc i posted it in the epic fandom community the first time LOL

I made a quiz!!! Might experience a few edits soon but yk its decently done

[schumi-nadal]

Wondering if I should update my uquiz from last year

[renegadeontherunn]

hi! this is my small, gentle reminder that you don’t have to be like other people. I know the best parts of other people are beautiful and exciting and just so cool, but you don’t need to be everything. it’s okay not to be as good at watercolor as your sister or not give good advice like your mom does and it’s okay to love qualities in other people. sometimes other people’s words or their idiosyncrasies or the way they part their hair is so wonderful that you want to join, you want to feel the way about yourself, about the not-as-great parts of yourself that you do about the best parts of them. and it’s okay if you start listening to The Killers because it’s your brother’s favorite band or if you decide you want to get red converse like the ones your best friend has. but it’s okay if you can’t “keep up” with their grades or will never be able to do eyeliner as well as they can or maybe it seems like they just love life more than you do. I just want you to know that there are unattainable parts of you too. you can like things about other people that you don’t have, and you don’t have to give a compliment thinking god I wish I was like that. you don’t have to be like that. it’s okay to just be the things you are. you don’t have to be everything. 

[the-fox-and-his-prince]

hi I've had a fever for 8 days in a row and i'm bored out of my mind (apart from being abjectly miserable to boot)

so i made a ➡️➡️➡️uquiz!!!!⬅️⬅️⬅️ go take it please.

thank you for providing life to the ill and infirm

[direwombat]

what form of love does your ship embody?

tagged by @detectivelokis, @socially-awkward-skeleton, and @inafieldofdaisies to do this uquiz

tagging @adelaidedrubman, @sstewyhosseini, @aceghosts, @strangefable, @strafethesesinners, @fourlittleseedlings, @confidentandgood, @purplehairsecretlair, @baldurrs, @deputyash, @harmonyowl, and anyone else who sees this and wants to give it a go!

r: define your meaning of war

LOVE AS VIOLENCE. [ love as bloodshed, crimson as a knife slipped between your ribs ] when ocean vuong said "to arrive at love, then, is to arrive through obliteration" and when franz kafka said "you are the knife i turn inside myself; that is love" and when ada limon said "how do you love? like a fist. like a knife" and when richard siken said "sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine"

and some joseph/augustine as a curveball/treat :)

r: the father and the confessor

augustine la roux

LOVE AS HUNGER. [ love as ravenous desire, love as something fragrant and home-built ] when florence welch said "we all have a hunger" and when jenny slate asked "who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me?" and when violet trefusis wrote "I want you hungrily, frenziedly. passionately. I am starving for you..." and when anne carson asked "what are we made of but hunger and rage?"

joseph seed

LOVE AS RELIGION. [ love as the sole object of your reverence--nothing about you is holy, but maybe your love for another is ] when sappho said "in the crooks of your body i find my religion" and when the cast of les mis sang "to love another person is to see the face of God" and when halsey said "i found God, i found him in a lover" and when katherine philips wrote "to the dull angry world let's prove there's a religion in our love"

[gunchamber]

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 ?

𝙏𝙊𝙐𝘾𝙃 𝙈𝙀 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙏𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙏𝙃

you  crave  being  known    &    held  .    you  just  want  the    WARMTH    &    PRESSURE    of  another  body  against  your  own  .  sometimes  ,    late  at  night  when  you're  alone  in  your  bed  ,    your  skin    ACHES  with  the  lack  of  touch  .    you've  tried  touching  yourself  ,    &    it  isn't  the  same  .    one  time  someone  gripped  your  shoulder    &    squeezed  it  in  passing  ,    &    you  thought  about  it  for  weeks  after    -    the  ghost  pressure  of  their  hand  lingering  .    don't  you  deserve  it  ?    consistent  physical  love    &    caring  ?    i  think  so,  i  think  you  do  .    but  i  also  have  to  ask    -    do  you    FEAR    it  even  as  you  want  ?    after  all  ,    if  you  get  it  then  it  might  also  be  taken  away  .    i  hope  that  if  you  fear  it  ,    you  push  through  past  that  fear  .    that  you  ask  for  the  touch  you  desire    &    deserve  .    i  hope  that  you  get  touched  with  love    &    kindness,  wrapped  up  in  warm  arms    &    rocked  from  side  to  side  until  the  tension    &    pain  falls  away  layer  by  layer    &    ONLY  YOU  ARE  LEFT  .

TAGGED BY : i stole it TAGGING : @sarahbraeden , @lilyspaintedred , @huntedxhunterxclaire , @ohlazrus , @stanfordprepped , @minimavampiress , @snnydcys , @multi-royalty , @carp3diems & you !!

[jamessunderlandgf]

—OCS and CHARACTER TROPES

i’m back slimes with another uquiz to throw the girlz into (tagged many moons ago by @a-treides & @rhettsabbott 🫶🏻)

—THE TIDE

the tide [noun, german origin] refers to a character that considers silence the most powerful weapon of them all. they believe that in silence, there lies no agreement nor disagreement, simply the passive ability to listen. the tides are the ones to believe that there's no use in fighting for their opinion and consider the opinion as itself vastly unimportant in comparison to the rest— they are calm, collected and never let emotions overtake them, at least, not in front of others. some would call them cold, yet that'd be a mistake— there's a great fire that lies behind the facade of the nature of the tides, fire that someone, something set off in them long time ago that refuses to die down. this fire only grows stronger with each minute of the prevailing silence they pretend to thrive in and it is only a matter of time this fire burns them to their core and then...well, only tides know what will happen then. perhaps they'll scream, perhaps they'll cry, desperately trying to tell the world what misery lies in their silence that is not to be broken since no-one would listen to them either way and still, they'd be so beautifully incorrect. there's plenty of stories tides have to tell and even more that shall be listened to—they just need to let people submerge in their water.

—THE DISQUALIFIED

the disqualified [noun, origin unknown] refers to a character who's became too numb to the concept of the world, to the point of deeming oneself not able to express any sort of emotion, whether positive or a negative one. this state is usually the one to follow after feeling too much, as if to balance out the overwhelming sensation of human emotion. living up to their title, they often consider themselves 'disqualified' from being a human, forsaken and unloved, abandoned by the world they've never had interest in. they don't know where they belong or where should they go— every second of breathing air is a waste of oxygen someone worthier could use. the disqualified symbolize the constant state of feeling nothing but tiredness, state where all is merciless but the end. this is the one and only test outcome where i as the writer shall personally interfere— please, my most beloved disqualified, keep longing to feel again. there's so much you've never felt and so much you'll desire to feel again. in the words of Osamu Dazai (who's the creator of the title 'the disqualified' I so happily stole)— “Everything passes." a statement as short as it is true— everything passes, even the numbness. after it, you'll experience so much more beauty of the world— beauty that might pass just as the numbness did, but in it's temporary and unique nature lies the reason why it's to be cherished. so, please, try to hold on a bit. sometimes, holding on is the best we can do and most of the times, it's just enough.

—THE MIDNIGHT LOVER

the midnight lover [noun, german origin] refers to a character that believes their final destination is a second place. they are always there when people need them, but they are never their first choice, merely the one to talk to at midnight when one is the most honest, just to be thrown away the morning after (hence why they're called a midnight lover). midnight lovers love too much, fall too deep and land to hard for anyone and everyone they appreciate, but they never seem to get their love back in the way they'd want, forever united by the dreadful second place in people's lives. many take advantage of midnight lovers, using their heart that's always there to listen as something they can dump all their problems on, not acknowledging that their heart is just as fragile as any other. still, midnight lovers listen and comfort and give their all no matter it draining them— sometimes it's truly astonishing how much love they're able to store within themselves. all midnight lovers long for is to be perceived as something more than 'the second resort', though many struggle to realize their already achieved significance in eyes of others. who knows, many (or majority) may haven't ever been a second choice, they were just lead to believe so via people not treating them accordingly. as a certain saying goes, "one not worthy of your love should not be able to spend it."

—tagging: @scalpelsister 💎 @tacticalhimbo 💎 @benwishaw 💎 @kanos 💎 @pitchmoss 💎 @rosayoro 💎 @thedeadthree 💎 @kirkwall 💎 @rvchelking 💎 @bearsgrove 💎 @florbelles 💎 @unholymilf 💎 @firstaidspray 💎 @shellibisshe 💎 @loriane-elmuerto 💎 @ghostfvcker 💎 @risingsh0t 💎 @cptcassian 💎 and you! 🫶🏻

[discrunkled-twog]

lol I made one of these

[jaffacakesofficial]

every day god gives me a cruel sign i should've been a doctor but i'm so shit at chemistry that it cannot happen

anyways grad school applications are coming up and i'm planning on doing my masters in public health and social work so i'm gonna work in a hospital anyways and get as close to medicine as i can without being an actual doctor

[pandora-the-halfling]

Another quiz for if you were a fictional character how would your fandom treat you (if you think your life is too boring to have a fandom just think of yourself as living the domestic!au of some sci-fi or fantasy)

reblog with your results

[hungry-skeleton]

Okay, due to recent circumstances it's about time I come clean about this.

I am what-color-are-you. This quiz was my creation.

The WCAY quiz was an experimental project I made over the course of about a week. Recently, the blog I used to host this quiz has been deactivated without my knowledge. This blog was home to thousands of sweet messages and comments that now I can never see again. I seriously feel like crying.

This project, and more importantly, this blog meant so much to me and it was deleted overnight without so much as an email. I messaged tumblr support, but to my knowledge a blog's deletion is final. All of those wonderful messages are gone forever.

This is not how I wanted to reveal myself. This is not the direction I wanted the story to go but I have no choice now.

This is the real me. I'm not a poet, or a philosopher. I'm a tumblr funnyman shit poster.

This blog had plans, this STORY had plans. Plans that can no longer be done the way they were meant to.

So yes. This is me. This is my story. If there's a way to get it back then I'll take it, but as it looks now. I'm shit out of luck.

Here are some inner machinations of the quiz to prove it's me

Reblogs would be very appreciated, I want this word to get out to all that enjoyed my story

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