#(( Had to move it to a New Post :3 ))

[suntails]

i want the vanrouges to go on a trip TOGETHER

[dandelion-roots]

[ID: a digital drawing of riz gukgak from fantasy high. in the front is a relatively small drawing of riz juggling books that are falling out of his hand and a phonecall, and he has a huge backpack on. he looks a bit overwhelmed, hair flying in all directions, and has a nervous smile on. in the background is a large shadow of riz, only one glowing eye and a shining gun visible. the background is red, giving an eerie feel. End ID]

Kill your best friend

Cheat your way to your rogue teacher

Announce your presidential campaign

Don't let them know how angry you are

LEARN TO RECOGNIZE A MONSTER

[really-into-fictional-ais]

>All my Edgars!! >3<

+ my bag from a normal view

(i ended up changing the way it looked halway through taking pictures😭)

[amarald-hyv]

The moon will sing a song for me

I loved you like the sun

Doomed lovers,,, star crossed lovers,,, maybe in another world they will have the chance meet again as Capitano/Thrain won’t be reborn in this one

[silver-horse]

guys I felt genuine fear in my stomach while reading this tweet...

[spotaus]

Late Night quick thing (New Age Sillies)

Bad news: That joke post about including Reset + Orchid is definitely not canon. (I legit got sad thinking about Reset being in a universe where Orchid isn't- because their stories are so so intertwined- but Nightmare 100% would NOT risk the whole twins exploding Error's soul thing.)

Good news: This means I COULD include Kane (Reset's older brother who usually dies in timelines where Reset is born) and use it to develope his character a bit more! Also! Perhaps a Blue × Dream kiddo is finally in the stars for me to design?

[icewindandboringhorror]

Recent-ish things ~

[swordheld]

how do you think in poems? i really enjoy the tags under your posts i've always wanted to write down my own thoughts that way bc in my head they feel so thorough and magical but whenever i put it in words i feel it just gets so much flatter and i no longer see a point and give up

oh oh oh, but lovely, can't you see that you've already started? it's a perspective that you hone, over time, something that is specific to you and you alone – that's the piece of it that makes it so special! you've already begun, and it only goes forward, up, sideways from here, wherever you wish to go!

think of it like a skill, for a moment, or a kind of muscle, if you'd prefer. you have to work at it, with it, over time and differing experiences, in order to progress.

(a quick important note: not progression as in the kind of quality-check of a grading scale, but progression as in evolution. shifting change. think of the leaves and their colors across the months of autumn, or temperatures rising with the sun and cooling with the evening dark. change isn't intrinsically a qualifying thing, it can just be, sometimes. this is difficult to remember, especially in the midst of frustration, but it is worth it. you are always doing better than you think you are – harshest critic, and all that.)

which is not to say that it's a simple thing to do! compare this to the vibe of me picking up crochet recently, with my shaking hands and too-quickly dwindling adhd focus – my first attempts at making a lil headphone sprout have not been going as well as i once hoped. my stitches are either too big and sloppy bc i'm not holding the yarn tightly enough to get clean ones, or i feel frustrated due to it not looking like how i'd like it to look in my mind when i started it, or even as i begin my umpteenth attempt.

but!! i know that it won't ever look the way i want it do if i set it down and never keep trying. it'll take awhile, like everything does, even the seasons take their time, the moon and its phases; but what i do know, is that, eventually, it'll resemble something i want it to. vaguely, maybe, but it is something. it doesn't have to look exactly like the guide i'm following, or the examples i'm inspired by, because it's mine – something made by my own hands, my own time and experience with every mistake and thrilling joy along the way to learn by.

take it from me: i want to be good at things i want to be good at so badly. and that excitement makes me want to be at the skill level i need to be at in order to do so right then and there, no learning curves or building blocks allowed. which is never how it happens, unfortunately, but –

i think, gently, that we tend to overlook what a pleasure it is to learn. to see the slow progression of things, to begin and change and continue and get better. and even if it's different as we go along, in a way it's our own little kind of magic, maybe, to create and never be done if we don't want to be.

which is all to say: it's already yours. why does it have to be anything else, anything more? why can't it just be good as it is now, where it might never be again? what is there to lose by enjoying the moment of where you are?

like everything, it will grow and shift and evolve with time, maybe into something you'd hoped for, or maybe into something you don't even have the words to describe right now at all. but that's the fun of it: how even now, even then, there, across time and distance and skill, there is a common thread of things; it will always come from your heart, your experience, where you are right then and there and now.

and if you think of that like magic, well, it becomes a little like magic, doesn't it?

also, something to consider: sometimes things you feel or think can't be put into words at that moment, or even at all! something else you could try (that i certainly do) is making something else with whatever it makes you feel - whether that's another form of art, or any other kind of media. if it makes you want to go outside and take a walk or get cozy and read or play a video game? that counts too! that's still an experience, you're still feeling.

i think that counts a little more than anything else, you know?

and as a little ending fun side-note, can i share something cool? i've never thought of it that way before, as thinking in poems. in my mind it's always been a kind of perspective of personal wonder, but you're right – it's poetry, in it's own way. you gave me that – so thank you, from the heart of me. i hope your journey finds you with every bright joy.

[tetzoro]

good morning friendz & happy tuesday ! ! i hope today is a great day for everyone ! please remember to do something sweet for yourself because you are doing your best and that’s more than good enough !

[juicezone]

lays down. chews on sippy cup straw. i am so bad at setting boundaries with friends and standing up for myself and my time. sigh

[vault81]

bored so ig I'll rank the fallout games and their dlc

[silverselfshippingchaos]

SHUT UPPPP him getting the expert idea to throw a guy at his brother and then laughing about it is so...

[kestrellady]

I swear, my freaking apartment. When we moved in, everything to do with water had to get fixed at some point. None of the faucets had the hot water turned on. Both bathtub faucets leaked. The make ready people hadn't hooked up the washer or dryer. Someone left coins (???) in the garbage disposal. We had a brand new water heater, but the pipes connected to it needed to be entirely replaced because they leaked (and the leak sensor kept going off in the LOCKED CLOSET). And while we were moving in (in May in Texas!) the a/c quit on us.

AND THEN! For most of November the heat was out! This was, of course, a period where it got down into the the 30s multiple times. We survived with a space heater, but it sucked!

AND NOW! The a/c doesn't work! This being Texas, we've had a warm front come through and the apartment got up to about 80, except when we turned the a/c on, the temperature went up! I've had the windows open all night and it's barely down to 78 because it only got down to the high 60s last night. And it's been like 100% humidity for three days so everything is sticky.

So, yeah, looking forward to putting in ANOTHER maintenance request letting them know they fixed the heat too well. :/

[greetings-inferiors]

Something set a few days after the end of persona 3. I know that the answer probably contradicts it but I haven’t played it so I don’t know what happens. I just realised how much Junpei would be able to relate to Aigis and had to write stuff down.

As Junpei left his room, he saw, out of the corner of his eye, a door, slightly ajar. His door. Wasn’t it locked now?

As he entered the now empty room, he saw Aigis squatting next to the stripped bed. Staring directly where one’s head would lie.

“C’mon, Aigis.” He sighed. “Yukari told you you’ve got to charge overnight.”

The robot didn’t even flinch.

Sighing again, he walked into the room and plopped himself onto the far side of the bed.

“Y’know, one time he forgot to plug his headphones in, and blasted his music so loud I could hear it from across the hall. Thinking back - he didn’t have bad taste, heh..”

Silence.

“Hey, look. I know you were… closer to him than the rest of us. And, you’re probably telling yourself that no one could understand, but… we all miss him, so - don’t think you’re alone.”

He looked back at Aigis and noticed the headphones crudely placed over Aigis’… ears? Was she wearing two sets of headphones now? What were those things anyway? Whatever he called them, she probably wouldn’t hear.

“I know how you feel, though. Chidori gave her life so that I could live on. How messed up’s that? I would’ve done the same for her, so why’d she get the last laugh? Then, after a while, I realised something. She wasn’t gone, she was still living in me, through my memories and experiences. In a way, she found a way to cheat death. Lucky, huh? Heh…”

He got up and started to head for the door.

“Although you can’t see him, Makoto is still with you. He lives on, in you. He sacrificed himself to keep your smile alive… and I hope we get to see it again one day.”

“Junpei-san!”

He whipped his head round to see her standing up next to the bed, staring directly at him. Her hair rustled against her face from the wind from the open window. The headphones had fallen around her neck, mp3 player dangling against her chest. For a second he thought he caught a glimpse of-

“Thank you,” The girl smiled a weak smile. He knew that smile, the effort it took to raise the corners of your mouth just enough to tell others that you’ll be okay. But it was enough. “I hope that I can see you smile again too.”

He smiled a weak smile.

“Seriously though, if Yukari finds you here she’ll lose it. Don’t tell her I left you here.”

As he escaped, Aigis made her way to the open window. Leaning against the windowsill, she looked up at the moon, visible despite the morning sun.

“Still with me, huh…”

[discoreptile]

Beasties of Greenhollow soundtrack! Some tracks on this are from older projects like elphame but all of them have been reworked in some way. Most of them are entirely new. Enjoy!

[morgandekarios]

a drow adopting a gith kid is something that can be so personal actually