#tw video feed

[serickswrites]

So Tired

Warnings: kidnapping, restraints, gag, torture, video camera

Caretaker’s eyes burned. They hadn’t slept in days and they hadn’t stopped pouring over what little information they had about Whumpee’s disappearance. They couldn’t stop looking, but they also needed sleep. They would be of no help to Whumpee if they couldn’t keep their eyes open.

Caretaker blinked a few times trying to clear their blurry vision. They were seeing two of every word they read. They needed sleep more than they needed another cup of coffee. But sleeping meant that they weren’t looking for Whumpee and they needed to look for Whumpee.

“You look awful,” a voice came from the doorway.

Caretaker jumped, but smiled weakly as they saw Friend standing in the doorway. “I feel awful.”

Friend walked in and put a hand on Caretaker’s shoulder. “You can’t overwork yourself, Caretaker. Get some sleep. Come at this with fresh eyes.”

Caretaker shook their head. “If I stop looking for Whumpee who’s going to find them?”

“You don’t have to stop looking. Just take a break. Get some sleep. Come back refreshed.”

Caretaker opened their mouth to protest, but Friend spoke first. “Tell you what, I’ll look over the information for now and I’ll tell you my thoughts when you wake up? Fair?”

Caretaker yawned. “F-F-Fair,” they said around another yawn. “I’ll be back in a few hours.”

“Take your time,” Friend called as they settled in at Caretaker’s desk and pulled out their phone.

Friend pulled up the video feed from the camera they had installed in the room that they had locked Whumpee in. Friend Whumper smiled to themself as they saw Whumpee bound at the wrist and ankle and ball gag stuffed in their mouth. They certainly were having their fun with Whumpee. And it was fun to see Caretaker suffer so. Whumper pushed the button that allowed the video camera to transmit sound. “I’ll be home soon and we can really start with some fun. I was reading a particularly interesting article about burns. What do you think, Whumpee?”

Whumper chuckled at the fear in Whumpee’s eyes. This was going to be so much fun.

[azukisprouts]

asajksjdjkksjdkk DEAD PLATE

Full painting under the cut!

I am. so normal about these three.

[coldbrewww]

Peraya Party Begin Again | Dum Dum | KristSingto

sources: x (@kristsingto), x

[inky-evergreen]

Bro has been struggeling with the concepts of maturity and immaturity since he was a wee lad

[rainreignreine]

alright here you go. nishiki toxic edit (i accidentally set the poll to a week forgive me)

can you tell this was originally made for instagram

[krissiefox]

Just got my box of physical Puppet Combo games in the mail today! I was so excited I had a dream about it, hehe. And I was even more happy to find that they are DRM Free (at-least judging by the one disc I tested) , as I couldn't find much info about these versions of the games online. They give you the option of either running the games straight from disc or installing them, and they're free of disc checks, internet checks, or any kind of steam download crap. Wahoo!

Thank you for respecting your customers and letting them own the games they pay for, much appreciated in an industry so full of corruption, manipulation and abuse. I look forward to having the shit scared out of me from your wonderfully fucked up games. :) Update: I finished ripping all my games discs and they're all confirmed DRM free, was never pestered to do online stuff at any point. They also all included the game soundtracks, manuals, trailers, and some also included little bonus games!

[uncanny-tranny]

A little nugget of advice I think is crucial to being trans and online is to learn to block and block without making it this moral maze.

There's this entitlement people have about "give me a platform to discuss your life!" and being trans is often seen as you giving consent to hearing about every little opinion somebody else has of you. It can be productive to debate, to discuss, but you are not the Debate Club where you're obligated to have multiple perspectives open up about what they think of you. You're a whole-ass human person, and it's okay to have the boundary of "I will not discuss my existence with you."

This goes for real life, too. The people in your real life are also not entitled to you knowing if they "agree" that you're trans. That isn't their lane, more often than not. And it's okay to recognize thatm

[girlfox]

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[the-cinnamon-snail]

o7 little buddy :[ we barely knew you

Hope you like the flowers...

[healingheartdogs]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8651U8R/

Imani really never misses. The comparison between white veganism and the pro-life movement both using the "oppression" of perfect "victims" that can't speak as a proxy to try to make themselves seem oppressed and take a moral high ground is so damn right. This is shit we've been talking about for years on social media only to get attacked by white vegans and told we're anti-veganism for criticizing them for aligning with the alt right pipeline and holding up racism, classism, ableism, and anti-semitism in their movement.

https://x.com/Imani_Barbarin/status/1703564007406223548?s=20

All of this white veganism drama really started just because Imani asked for vegan cheese recommendations, by the way. Not even because she was criticizing them (although she's very right to do so), but because they were so eager to gatekeep and show their asses when a Black disabled woman asked about opinions on vegan cheeses that melt well.

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

it’s really hard for me to get mad at internet drama because so many people are just. bad at arguing.

[ooc-miqojak]

The chamber of her club so usually filled with guests was vaccant of hanger ons, of would be supplicants, and vapid pretty things. Instead it was just HIM that stood there waiting for her to arrive. Her hooded accoster from Valdrakken. "Don't worry. I was very polite in my asking them all for privacy." He said with a smirk. "Its a nice club you have. A little...loud for my tastes however."

((Technically, I have a playlist for the club that's been long neglected... so I touched it up a little while I was too sick to actually write, lol - I took out stuff that wasn't really suited to the vibe, and tried to at least put the songs in a... non-jarring order? I'm no DJ, mind you, but have Club Nathrezim's unlisted YT playlist!)) Long and lean, the horned woman looms on high in a glass-walled VIP booth that overlooks the club's various excesses; the room itself sumptuous in its dark, yet inviting interior - and indeed devoid of the various attendants, supplicants, and hangers-on that the space is often busy with - though the woman, herself, does not recline amidst the luxurious leather and cool air that the box boasts by way of comfort, as the masses below soak in their own sweat. She, herself, loiters near that front pane of glass - fel-gaze turned downward, to those that revel below - as the cowled figure makes his arrival. The ever-steady pulse of the music, so like the beating of a great beast's heart, is still present - the vibrations readily felt through the floor...though, perhaps thankfully, the music itself is far more muffled in this space.

Whatever reverie drew her thoughts, the horned figure now takes a long pull from a glass of blue, glowing liquid - the fel-glow of her gaze drifting, at last, to the man who'd like a little privacy, "You're not really...dressed for the occasion - " There's a quick glance cast out to the crowd, and their rave-wear, and a shrug follows, "But, the whole idea is for people to come as they are, so...be my guest with the be-cowled robe, I suppose." The reflection of multi-colored, flashing lights against her face, in the window, only adds to the brush of something alien about her, this time around - the ever-so-slightly more fluid movement, perhaps...or the eye-markings that are only apparent in the brief flashes of light, maybe.

"Technically the club is owned by..." Here, there's a puff of breath from the leather-clad woman, and a quick swish-and-clink of ice in her glass, as she thinks, " - let's just say 'old friends'. Suffice to say that they've gone hands-off, so I suppose it is mine, now; they certainly don't need the place, anymore."

Now, there's a cock of that horned head in the flickering play of light and shadow, and a prompt, "Do tell, however - what brings your path back to my own? Privacy I can understand in most matters, frankly, but..." - her hands spread, as if to indicate the entirety of the club, itself, before the one holding the drink ascends once more, before she continues on, " - why here? One imagines that the setting matters as much as the content of the conversation." The play of light highlights it for but a second, but it would be difficult to miss the reflected light from fangs bared in a knowing curl of a smirk - while she may not have expected this figure to cross paths with her again, it seems she is well-acquainted with the types of topics that merit conversing here, as opposed to anywhere else... and she's certainly not quite evoking the 'well-to-do noble' just passing through the market, here.

@nixalegos

[brainrot-yumm]

I redownloaded my old calorie counter app that I used to use for disordered eating purposes when I was a teenager, but this time it's so that I can study macronutrients and understand them properly. I don't really care about weight but I want to start eating a bit more healthily (at least more balanced) since eating unhealthily combined with college stress has been giving me the worst intestinal issues. I kind of just want to understand food and nutrients so I am able to know how to eat healthy

[inky-evergreen]

Rakrakrakra

[madds-is-ace-trash]

Guys I can’t with this video from GMM

Like they had to know what they were doing???

This whole video is just abo fanfic fuel I swear. It’s so uncomfy.

Im convinced the crew has never been on ao3 cuss I’m like 95% sure I’ve read a fic with this exact concept.

It gets even worse when they start saying they know each other smells. Like they can recognize it. Even saying they got “ family smells”.

Don’t even get me stated on Rhett’s whole smell descriptions are literally straight up out of abo like. They smell like grass and the night. Rhett buddy you can’t do this to me.

The good medical more episode is even worse, they’re picking out who is Romeo and Juliet, who is Kermit and miss piggy. Burt and Ernie everyone’s favorite Sesame Street gays.Like guys please don’t do this to me. I want to be normal in the morning. Not think about abo and ships pleas.

[bunnygirlism]

just recently watched Alex Bale’s 9th spongebob theory vid and I got inspired by the ending so uhhmmm…

my sona but hmf muse.

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