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re-whump · 4 months ago
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Day 5 - Concussed Caretaking
more Mozzy! maybe catching a break! it's a little over 500 words, oopsie. and on a comfort prompt, can you believe? (you should, it's what happens when I don't take time to edit) contains: tiny whumpee (borrower), concussed whumpee, unprepared caretaker
Mozzy was on the ground, soaked and freezing and vulnerable, and before they could blink, they were on their lying back under bright lights. It was dry. Their coat was missing. They were on a folded towel or something else soft. Warm. Inside. It smelled like…food? Old grease and something sweet. Some kind of kitchen.
They glared at the ambient brightness as they slowly sat up to try to get their bearings. Their head was killing them. It felt like a vise meant to pop their eyeballs and it made their vision even blurrier than usual. They hardly wanted anything more than to lay back down and get more sleep, but they knew they weren’t safe here, wherever here might be. It was bright and open and that meant they were basically serving them up to whatever hungry predator happened to wander by.
When Mozzy stood up, the light on the horizon shifted into a large shadow that fell towards them. They flinched automatically at the movement and stumbled in the opposite direction. The shadowy shape came into focus just before it reached them and they tripped over their own shock. Their tail just hurt when they tried to catch themself and landed against splayed fingers, each nearly as long as Mozzy was tall. They were too afraid to move except for the slight sway from their lost balance until the hand gently guided them back to where they’d woken up.
“Okay, no, we’re still gonna sit here for a bit, hm? Lay down?” the human said.
Mozzy stared up towards the rest of the shadowy figure. The lights around the edges burned and their eyes really didn’t want to focus on it besides confirmation that the human certainly did have a face. Dark hair, maybe?
The hand let go of them and tapped the towel several times to try and coax them back into bed. They waited for the hand to pull away then broke into a run.
Or, into a stumble. Between their broken—missing!—tail and whatever was happening with their head, their legs were having trouble remembering how gravity worked. The human caught Mozzy again and this time the fingers curled around them and pulled them off their feet.
“Hey, hey. You can’t run off yet. Sit down or you’re going to hurt yourself. You almost ran straight off the table, you know.”
Mozzy shook their head and struggled as the human lowered them back into the makeshift bed. Before they could even try to get to their feet, she tucked a corner towel over them and held them down for a second. They thrashed, but this was more than warning enough that she could crush them whenever she wanted. They went still.
Her hand drifted away to poke at another light Mozzy assumed was her phone. Calling someone? Photographing them? That, they couldn’t see no matter how hard they squinted their blurry eyes. A few more taps of glass and her hand returned to stroke the side of Mozzy's head.
They didn’t like being under her hand one bit, but they could admit the motion was about comforting enough to balance out that discomfort. They closed their eyes and pretended they didn’t know what it was that was touching them. Or maybe just that they didn’t know they shouldn’t trust a human so easily.
“I know this is my fault, I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t know”—she swallowed the rest of the sentence and her voice forced a smile—“It looks like we finally got your tail to stop, um, oozing though. God, I’m sorry. I don’t suppose you’ve got some secret, tiny doctor around I could take you to?”
Mozzy shook their head.
“Then guess I’m the best you’ve got, sorry. I don’t think anyone is stubborn enough to be out this way in this storm except me. And apparently you.”
They shrugged deeper into the towel-blanket with a resigned sigh. They were so sleepy they relaxed easily into the thick terry cotton even with the giant looming over them. It was at least as comfortable than most of the beds they'd had over the years. And surely, having her messy help was better than facing this alone.
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truthdarespinbottles · 11 months ago
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think I will watch a movie and sew until midnight
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vien05 · 2 months ago
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Sticktober Day 2 : "(Dis)like"
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When you have the same birthday as your murderer
Happy birthday idiots
Oh my god Tumblr stop messing with the quality
It looks so bad
Anyways changed the prompt a liiiittle bit so I don't have to draw 2 times one for their birthday and one for sticktober cuz I'm busy as hell
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t6fs · 3 months ago
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Why are you so d__nably hungry?
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tigeristired · 8 months ago
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who else up mourning the person that they can never be again 💪💪💪
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geryone · 24 days ago
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Begging someone to come kill me at work
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revitalizationrat · 27 days ago
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Revi please, I get you're cooking but please get some rest, hydrate, take a little honk shmoo and pace yourself
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BUT THE COOKING BE SO FINE!!
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ask-andante · 6 months ago
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I'm silly
i know i posted tobaiblog last year but i have a different blog im doing now utilising everything i learned from tobaiblog and it's been a lot more successful for me..!
it's @tabe4 and even has a simple Picrew to go with it~ (you can find it by searching the blog for Picrew or the tag Picrew Posts)
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Tabe4 is an old, small indie game from the early-ish 2000s, now hosted on Tumblr for you to interact with!
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Help the mod create characters,
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feed your new friends,
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watch their funny reactions,
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fill out their foods tier list while trying to stick to their diet and preferred flavours,
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and unlock different things while you play!
You can even interact with the mod hosting the game, they seem to have quite a few secrets they aren't so keen on revealing too quickly to you...
Feel free to check out the blog, browse the 300+ posts already there, play the Picrew and submit them to the blog, or pass by if it's not your thing! Make sure you read the pinned post!
@tabe4
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therealkaidertrash21 · 4 months ago
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tlc ship weeks - change the universe (arcane universe)
enforcer Jacin and maybe councilor Winter
umm so I hate this. like it took me so long and for what 😭. like I'm posting this now and I will try my best to forget it exists 🙏. oh and I now the picture is bad but my phone is shit and I don't feel like taking more lol
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bookwyrminspiration · 1 year ago
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anyone else feeling the all consuming yearning?
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lovesodeepandwideandwell · 3 months ago
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Hello we're on day 4 without hot water and I've resorted to walking a mile in 88 degree heat before trying to shower
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trainingdummyrabbit · 8 days ago
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surely a little Bed At 8pm never harmed anyone
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manchesterau · 2 months ago
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are they still meeting ppl 😭😭
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phagodyke · 1 month ago
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the masculine urge to take a saucepan off thr draining board and bash myself repeatedly over the head with it until I pass out and no longer have to experience feeling Bad 😍
#struggling to tolerate this one ngl its fucking dire this weekend. i just cant do this man#thr things i would fucking do for attention please. just one person to notice and care in the slighest i feel like im losing my fucking#mind out here how does every single person who has ever mattered to me in my lifr see me in distress and choose to ignore it or maybe they#dont even recognise im ij distress in the first place i dont know whats worse i dont think i hide it well at all im just so done#listen like ultimately its fucking fine. i will get myself through it like ive gotten myself through everything else in my fuckijg life#i dont even feel bad that often these days im doing so so so much better and its so much more tolerable to only have to deal with this#once or twice a week instead of it being a struggle every single day like i dont think i could go back to feeling like that again ever i#dont know how i managed to get througyh it before jesus fucking christ. but i can deal with it i can deal with this#ik ill feel fine tomorrow. its just thr fact im so desperately fucking alone with it that makes it so much worse than it has to be#i fucking hate repression i hate being so incapable of expressing myself that its easier for me to injure myself than it is to talk about#how i feel to anyone i hate being trapped in this stupif fucking torture labyrinth and not knowing how to get out of it and never being#given a single avenue anything to hold onto i hate having to do it alone every single fucking time and when i do try i just freeze out#entirely i cant form a coherent thought my brain enters total fucking shutdown pure static white noise fuzz and i dont know why please#its so unfair i dont think its that much to want a little comfort. just once just for someone to stay with me while i cry it doesnt have#to be more than that i just dont want to be alone like this i just want to feel safe around someone just close to someone just once#and well ill survive without it bc i always have i guess. so far at least. and there are many things im grateful for and i do in general#feel pretty okay my life is pretty good at times even. i feel so pathetic and stupid and ashamed for even feeling like this#but do i have to go my entire life without ever experiencing any kind of real intimacy with another person emotionally that is#i mean physical is nice too and they go hand in hand in some ways but i just want to feel seen and safe over anything.im tired#i feel like i try.but not hard enough i know its all my fault really but i dont know how to try any harder but nothing will ever change if#i dont i cant expect anyone to do anything if i cant rven communicate in thr first place. oh i dont want to think about it anymore#i have a headache from crhing and its not even 8pm ugh. okay. well it is what it is.#ill breathe until i calm down and then tidy up whatever i left in the kitchen and get my work stuff ready for tmr#and polish my boots maybe. and read and go to bed at 9:30 i think. and ill feel fine in the morning#my fault for thinking about it earlier i know i shouldve nipped it earlier on its such an easy spiral to fall into i need to get better#it happens. okay anyway. no cause for concern im good guys. weakly thumbs up at the camera all covered in blood#my period is late actually thats probably all this is lmao. makes sense thinking abt it#cant wait for it to finally start and all earthly desire to leave my body so i never experience pain again amen#.vent#ignore this sorry for being mentally ill im not even that mentally ill anymore so no excuse rly ummmm. bit embarrassing innit.
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brainworms-all-night-long · 21 days ago
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lord give me strenght and motivation to bring at least something sonic related into the 3D physical space this weekend i am about to combust
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ladyohdeath · 5 days ago
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holy fuck guys i haven’t been this sick in ages. the amount of fevers ive had in the past three days is in the double digits
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