I Was Handed This Joke On A Silver Platter

reblog if you listen to any of these artists

Cavetown

Laufey

Egg

Girl in Red

Chappell Roan

Conan Gray

Marina

Mitski

Barrett Wilbert Weed

Beach Bunny

SIX

Penelope Scott

Mother Mother

Clairo

Amélie Farren

Liana Flores

Sofia Isella

Emei

Rabbitology

Jorge Rivera-Herrans

things i would like to say about whoreanon 💋 (mod please don’t ignore 🙏)

please do not sexualize her. i (the owner of her character) am a minor and it’s really weird.

^ this includes claiming to have “fucked” her, drawing her in revealing outfits, or giving her a porn body (+ more)

do not say i’m/she’s pregnant. that’s gross.

please do not impersonate me or whoreanon.

^ and please do not make decisions for her or make things up.

do not try to make her into a mother or any kind of caretaker role.

i’m sure a lot of you guys have noticed that i’ve been less active on this blog and honestly this is why. sending these kind of asks make me feel unsafe and uncomfortable in this community and i’m sure that Mod doesn’t appreciate it either

// HELLO !! Yeah what my beautiful pooks said, don’t be weird with asks it’s creepy and I don’t like seeing it as much as she doesn’t like seeing it

i love it when fish are like

Silly Game Time: I grant you the power to escape any unwanted interaction by use of a magic word. Whenever the word is spoken, you will disappear from your present location and reappear in the nearest public restroom that is at least 1/2 of a kilometer (or about 1/3 of a mile) away.

Which word will you use (keep in mind that the magic will activate whenever anybody or anything in your presence uses it)? And what will be the visual effect of your disappearance and reappearance?

Warrior and the effects would be that when I disappeared black smoke will surround on both sides of me then all of the sudden suck me into the darkness like a black and same thing for when I reappear except it pushes me out instead sucking me in.

i'm very passionate about this

It hurts. A lot. You're gone. Just like that. Empty space. Everywhere. My hands shake. Can't breathe right.

I remember promises. Lies, maybe? Don't know anymore. Just tired. So tired. Want it to stop. The ache. The missing. The you.

-LilWordsBigFeels

Do it I dare you

tell me on anon what you'd never tell me off anon

Drew 36 of my twitter and bsky moots pfp poorly

when I see my mutuals mutuals

“cool mutual I guess…” *walks away with a suspiciously New Mutual shaped lump in my throat*