#Feel free to reblog if you'd like

[cloudyinthecloset]

Also didn't think this had to be said but I'll clarify

Just because I ship Dreammare doesn't mean I always ship Dreammare.

I have complete and utter control over how I view content and when I decide to ship two fictional characters. I make the decision when to ship and when not to ship.

When something isn't tagged as a ship, I don't look at that content as a ship. When I reblog it, I'm not reblogging it as a ship.

When something is tagged as a ship, I look at that content as a ship. When I reblog it, I'm reblogging it as a ship.

When the creator of that content says it could be a ship or could not be, then I decide as I like. When I reblog it, it keeps the initial intent of the creator and could be either depending on who is viewing that content.

I take full responsibility over my internet experience that I am curating. I decide what I want to see, what I don't want to see, who I want to interact with, and who I don't want to interact with. I am not perfect and I acknowledge that, if mistakes are made I will do my best to immediately rectify them as they are made known to me.

Not everything has to be a ship or about shipping. Most content about these characters will not be in a shipping context. I enjoy that content as much as I enjoy ship content.

I like Dreammare. I will continue to like Dreammare and be proship.

This is your warning.

[keischreiber]

The Things We Don't Say

◆ Pairings: Reiner Braun x Reader ◆ Word count: 1,635 ◆ Contains: Angst ◆ Additionally: SFW; This hasn't been proofread.

◆ Synopsis: ... it felt like sin to keep staying this way.

"You're... here again." He said, an ounce of comfort could be heard in his voice. 

He's been here for as long as he can remember. Sterile walls were all he knew, along with the silence that came with it. Sometimes, he would be entertained when engaged by the medics with small talk... however, he could hardly remember what it was that they were talking about in the first place. 

He'd catch bits and pieces from time to time, but nothing gets retained permanently. Reiner wished that he did, so that he could hold better conversations rather than simply nodding or looking apologetic when someone brought up something that he should know, only to be disappointed with his lack of knowledge about them. 

The most frustrating thing about the entire thing was perhaps, deep down, he knew that wheat he no longer knew had been important. He could tell when the visitors who claimed to be his 'friends' looked at each other, only to look back at him as if they had done something wrong. They'd often apologize, saying that they shouldn't have pushed too much for him to remember; but he had never once felt the need to get mad at them for it. 

After all, he hoped they'd simply keep on talking, then maybe he could remember something other than just his name...

... and sometimes, even that escapes him. 

However...

"What, you getting tired of my face already?"

... there was always one person who came on a daily basis. For as long as he could remember, they've never missed a day. For the majority of the time, they were simply silent. They'd tend to the little things that could have been taken care of by the nurses on duty. And even if one came and they were around, they'd simply thank the medic while still helping out. He remembers because they do this every day. 

Every day, they'd bring him something to eat. Warm, comforting, easy to consume; something that increased his appetite compared to the hospital food that he had gotten accustomed to. These daily meals, he looked forward to and he couldn't even bring himself to understand why. Sometimes, they'd bring him something sweet too, hard candies. They explained that if he suddenly gets a headache out of nowhere, he should eat one and it'll make him feel better. Most of the time, it did. 

They never really spoke much about themselves; often preferring to stay silent while sitting by his bedside. 

"N-no. I'm... sorry if I sounded like I didn't want you around just now." 

Reiner couldn't help but apologize. Always, he'd expect that they'd take offense with him, but they never did. Always just an understanding smile, and a few words like 'it's alright' or something similar, and then nothing more. 

Today as well, it's the same thing. They've been bringing a book with them lately, and simply read silently beside him. Reiner, who didn't know what sort of conversation to start, simply watched them in silence as he laid in bed, tucked beneath a warm blanket— an additional layer to his usual pristine white sheets. It's been getting colder lately. Maybe that's why they brought it for him. 

As he studied his quiet visitor, he couldn't help but notice how visibly thinner they seemed. He didn't know why he noticed it just now, but perhaps it was because they were always around; worse, maybe it was just because he couldn't remember. They also looked drained... more tired than usual. 

He wanted to say something, anything, but in the end... he couldn't.

For a moment, he can't help but feel pathetic not even remembering their name. It's not as if he hadn't asked. They simply never give it. 

Reiner had a little notebook, you see, where he lists down the names of those who visit him. 

Jean Kirstein

Connie Springer

Mikasa Ackerman

Armin Arlert

Annie Leonhart

Pieck Finger

Gabi Braun

Falco Grice

Historia Reiss

He even wrote his mother's name, "Karina", just so he'd never forget.

In front of his notebook was his name, something that admittedly, was something that he hadn't written. Somehow, at some point, he felt like there was no need to remember... but it was them, they wrote it down for him. 

Behind that cover page, was a small note that he looks at every day after he wakes up... every night before he sleeps. 

— You're worth every thought.

Despite the silence, there was something oddly relaxing about their presence. Sometimes, when they catch him staring, they'd hide their face in their book. Reiner would blink slightly and before long, would realize that he'd already have chuckled at them. The red on their cheeks would catch his interest, but he never pursued any more than that... for their comfort. 

Hours would pass like this up until the time when they have to leave. 

There would be instances where he'd drift off by accident, and when he awakens they'd no longer be there. Today however, was a little different. 

"Are you leaving?" 

They were caught off guard when Reiner spoke, but despite that, simply wore a smile and nodded. 

"I have to, for today."

Came the response. For them, it was easier to leave when he was asleep.

"Say," As they stood, Reiner sat himself up. "Can't you tell me your name?" 

"I... maybe another time." And they moved with the speed of a guilty man, one that Reiner couldn't understand. Something that, in fact, he didn't want to. Why did he have to wait for the next time that he knew would surely not come. If they wanted to introduce themselves, they'd have done it a long time ago. 

Just as his guest reached the door, Reiner was following suit, ready to stop them to get his answers. 

"Wait! Don't go!"

But before he could catch them, they had already made their exit, shutting the door behind them on their way out. 

Just as he was about to slam his fist on the door, there was a soft thud that came from outside, as if something collided with the door. 

They didn't leave...? He thought to himself. "Why... won't you say anything?" 

Despite his voice being loud enough, he was met with silence; one that made him press his forehead against the door. 

Unbeknownst to him, the person on the other side had done the same. Separated between a slab of wood... so near but felt like they were seas apart. 

"There's a girl who visits me here... made my heart race the first few times. I would’a married her at any given time, at any given place. That's what crossed my mind at first... but it's not the same... not the same as... whatever this is!" 

He didn't know what he was saying; his mind all muddled and confused, trying to pump out reasons to get the person on the other side of the door to talk. 

"...But it's different with you." He felt frantic. "You make my pulse race in a different way. If I couldn't remember her name, it felt awful... much like when I can't remember the others. But not being able to remember you..." 

They could hear Reiner getting choked up on the other side.

"... feels wrong." It eats him up inside. Whenever he stared at them, he felt his gut wrenching as if he was neck-deep in sin. It felt wrong, felt devastating... felt like a part of him was repeatedly being ripped out of his chest again, and again, and again.

"Did you mean something to me, did I love you?" At this point, he just wanted to say everything that came into his mind before they disappeared. "Because it feels like I do..." 

"You were the one that wrote it, weren't you? You're worth every thought." He repeated the words that he woke and slept to every single day. 

"Please... can't you tell me what you are to me? Let me think about you, let me remember you. Please..." He'd have burst out of that room if he could, however, he was afraid that they'd run away from him if he did. 

"I'm—" When Reiner heard the faint sound of their voice, silence ruled for a few good moments. He was trying to catch any sound that he could. Anything at all. 

On their end, they had been sobbing. Holding a hand to their mouth to muffle the sound as they listened to his plea. A name should have been the easiest thing to give, yet for them, it became the hardest. 

After all there was guilt attached to the name. 

How could they make Reiner remember... that the reason he was here in the first place was because of them. Having saved them led to him being here in the first place... with both of them having almost died in the process. 

Hearing him cry on the other side of the door made them wonder if they were being selfish about the matter. Reiner was bawling on the other side, pleading when there hadn't been a need to beg in the first place. 

It wasn't long before the handle turned and the door would open again. Both of them were a mess.

"I'm..." 

Their voice was meek, the words choked up. But the moment Reiner had heard their name, he pulled them without so much as a single thought, wrapping his arms around them tightly, the door being shut tight behind them. 

It wasn't as if hearing their name made him remember. But more so, the instincts of his body simply kicked in. 

A different feeling from that girl he thought he wanted to marry... 

A different feeling from long time friends visiting... 

... but simply a feeling that his heart automatically knew meant the world to him. 

[gigglecoffin]

[ABANDONED CC #2 chase mask]

[ABANDONED CC #2 chase mask]

Well we’ll, I can start and say I really enjoyed making the mask!! I had a super cool idea and it low key flopped.

The reason I’m putting it as abandoned is because there are some of problems with the sliders, I never really got the grasp of data transfer so that’s why it’s a bit buggy

I wouldn’t full put out cc I made if I knew it didn’t work for all body types so that’s why I’m abandoning it X)

Anyways if you use it, hope you like it!!

Google drive

[leidensygdom]

So, good news for artists out there- One case led by artists (including @/sarahseeandersen ) against AI is currently going forward. Tl;dr: As AI generation tools are at large built off scrapped data from unconsenting people, which is copyrighted by default, they are literally built on copyright infringement. This case is directed against Stable Diffusion, a model used by MidJourney and DeviantArt, amidst others. Here's a quote from the article itself on the case:

Siding with artists, Orrick concluded that they sufficiently alleged that Stable Diffusion is built off of copyrighted material and that the “way the product operates necessarily invokes copies or protected elements of those works.” In a finding that could spell trouble for AI companies that used the model, he said that Stability and Runway could’ve promoted copyright infringement and that Stable Diffusion was “created to facilitate that infringement by design.”

This also establishes a precedent for future lawsuits on the matter. I know things have been bleak for artists out there, but this, sided with how wildly unprofitable AI companies are (and how investors are pulling their funds already), may give us an opportunity to fight back and protect our work. There are a good few large companies that have also jumped on the boat of suing AI companies, due to how they have fed their copyrighted products into them-, which could result in massive lawsuits that could bring some of them to the brink of extinction.

[llamaisllama777]

Nexus' funeral

A few words on Nexus...

So, what can I say about Nexus, New Moon, whatever you want to call him...

Well, you could call him a son of a b****, and you'd be right. But he was a lot of other things too. He was a brother, a friend, and the Moon who stepped up.. till he stepped down.

We first met Nexus on April 19 2023. And we was such an innocent face. He was new he had no idea who he was or what crazy, crazy world he woke up in. One of the first faces he saw was his brother Sundrop. Sun was still reeling from the loss of his brother Moon, who had sacrificed his memories to give K.C. a chance at life and from the ashes of Moon came Nexus/New Moon.

Sun welcomed New Moon home with open arms cause, while yes, he wasn't HIS Moon, he was still Moon... and he was still his brother.

Now, things were, of course, rocky at first. I mean, if your family member got amnesia and effectively became a different person, of course, it would be rocky, but despite that, Sun welcomed New Moon with open arms. He showed him the ropes, gave him a home, a shoulder to cry on, and taught him how to be Moon, and in return, New Moon became a better brother than the last Moon. Old Moon wasn't.. the best brother (that's an understatement), but New Moon was. New Moon was the brother who stepped up. He was the brother that actually showed he cared for Sun. He was the brother who Earth first met. He was the brother who Lunar was reunited with when he came back. He was the Moon who welcomed Solar into their home and made him feel like he was more than just an Eclipse variant. He was the Moon that defeated Eclipse. He was the Moon who made the family whole. He was the Moon who MADE the family. And yes, he did make some mistakes along the way he still tried to be a good brother... till he stopped.

New Moon, as much as it pains me to say... he never truly cared about any of them. He was just told,

"Hey, I'm your brother, we're family, your my brother, hi."

New Moon just acted like he cared cause he was told to. He did maybe care a little, but he didn't care enough. He cared about Solar. He thought of Solar as a brother, not Sun, not Lunar, didn't even think of Earth as a sister. He just saw them as people he lived with. Not family.

But he kept up the act. Cause he had to, or maybe cause he didn't want to hurt them? Who knows?

New Moon tried to be a good brother and a good person... then Ruin happened.

Ruin, a person they trusted, a person they cared for, a person they almost thought as family betrayed them. Ruin wiped out 5,000 dimensions in an attempt to destroy The Creator Council, and while it worked... it cost the life of Solar. The only person New Moon considered family. Solar's death hit many of them hard... but New Moon seemed to completely lose himself at Solar's death. We have recordings of New Moon screaming,

"I MISS MY BROTHER!"

Solar's death broke the family... but it destroyed New Moon.

New Moon, with the pressure of his family, Old Moon, and himself pushing down on him, he was determined to bring his brother back... by any means necessary.

Even murder.

New Moon... lost himself in grief, and I mean, who could blame him, but most people wouldn't go as far as New Moon did.

New Moon became obsessed with the idea of bringing Solar back and started to turn to dark means to bring Solar back.

He planned to kill an enemy of the family named Bloodmoon or Ruin he didn't care which so long as they died, and he could use their soul to bring Solar back.

The family became worried about their brother and tried to intervene with him. Earth gave the family a family therapy session trying to get New Moon to talk about how he really felt but New Moon just lied and said he was fine cause he was determined to bring what he considered his only family back to life even it costed him the rest of his family.

Eventually, it became to much and the family realized New Moon was a danger to himself and others and not wanting their brother to become a murder they locked him away to stop him. Now, whether or not you agree with what they did you have to admit they did the only thing they could to stop their brother from becoming a monster...

Yes, some people, not naming names (cough! Monty! Cough! Puppet!) Could have been nice and not done certain things, but they did it in a messed up attempt to help the family. While their motives were pure their actions... not so much.

Nexus managed to escape from his cell and went to go find and murder Bloodmoon. Well, he found Bloodmoon and Ruin... and his sister. Ruin and Bloodmoon had captured Earth, and instead of trying to rescue her, New Moon was just gonna blast Bloodmoon and Ruin and not care if Earth got caught in the crosshairs... he said she was just "collateral damage." A normal brother would call their own sister, "Collateral damage, " and not care if he killed her or not. Thankfully, Puppet showed up and stopped him from killing her.

New Moon had truly lost himself at this point. He didn't care who he hurt as long as he got what he wanted... the brother they all loved, they brother who tried, the brother who cared for them was gone. Or maybe... he never existed to begin with.

New Moon was eventually taken in by a villain named Dark Sun

(Or Solstice, or Dusk, or Dawn, or Evil Sun, or just Sun, whatever you want to call him)

Dark Sun led New Moon away, pulled him to a darker path, and led him astray like a lamb to slaughter (which is all Dark Sun saw him as)

A lamb to be sacrificed for his own gain.

New Moon was gone. He became Nexus, the dark reflection of Moon becoming just as bad if not WORSE than Old Moon.

Nexus mentally and physically tortured family, friends, and even former enemies. He broke Moon, he broke Earth, and he broke Solar, and he nearly broke Sun... you could argue he did.

Nexus wasn't their brother anymore he went full mask-off. He admitted he never cared. He never saw any of them as family. The only family he had was solar, and even when Solar came back to life thanks to the help of the former villain Eclipse, Nexus still didn't change back. He stayed a villain cause he liked being the villain. He felt like EVERYONE betrayed him when, in reality, HE BETRAYED THEM! But no, he couldn't even admit that a very VERY small part of him did regret his actions he even admitted it himself in one episode.

Nexus was a villain trying to convince himself he wasn't a villain. He was trying to pin the blame on everyone else that it's THEIR fault he's a villain not his... but it is his fault. He chose to become a villain. No one forced him to be a villain he could have told Dark Sun no. He could have been honest with his family and told them how he really doing... but no.

He still had to play a victim even when he KNEW he was the villain cause he needed to. He needed someone to tell him he wasn't the villain cause a part of him was screaming he was! But no one would cause it was the truth he was the villain, and no matter of lying or gaslighting, or actions from the others could ever justify Nexus' acts. None of what they did warranted this. Nothing Sun did, Nothing Earth did, Nothing Monty did, Nothing Solar did, NONE OF IT WARRANTED THIS!

Nexus just.... lost himself.

And now he is lost forever.

Nexus, you were a good person, you were the Moon who stepped up. You were the Moon we all fell in love with... and then you became the villain we despised. We loved you Nexus.

Your family loved you...

But you just didn't love them back.

Maybe in a different world, you are still you and didn't become a monster, and maybe there is a world where you did care for your family as much as they cared for you...

Despite everything Nexus, Rest in peace. I pray the God of the TSBS world has mercy on your soul.

Goodbye, Nexus, you were good.

New Moon "Nexus" Celestial

April 19 2023 - October 31 2024

If you'd all like to say your own few words about Nexus, go ahead.

[6okuto]

heads up :p

hello. archiving my blog soon. like in the next month or so. not shocking. i still have a lot to queue but i needed to say this so i can't back out for the gazillionth time 😭 i don't have a new blog and i'm not sure if or when i'll be back. as for 6okuto, i probably won't delete it! probably.

thanks for being here for almost 3 years!! it was really nice writing for the first time and getting to know you guys. please take care of yourselves, and i hope you have a good end to 2024! ^^

and just a final request to tell creators you enjoy their work. i can't tell you how many times one kind person stopped me from doing this a lot earlier. please help make tumblr a kinder and stronger community !!

regular pinned - masterlists

[andnowrotfront]

The REVIVEPAGES Demo opening is now available for everyone to watch! More info under the cut.

This is the opening to a demo for my game! I'm planning on getting the demo out by the end of this year. The current biggest hurdle for RevivePages will be porting the whole project to RPG Maker MV, but it will have to happen in order for me to do what I have planned for the demo.

As for when the full game will release? No idea! I'm planning on getting the demo out as a proof of concept and then moving to either GameMaker 2 or Godot, MAYBE unity if everything else sucks.

You can follow my standalone sideblog for this @revivepages . This has only been posted here to get more eyes on it :].

PLEASE NOTE that everything is subject to change or be reworked completely.

Questions? Comments? Send a reply or an ask! Love you <3

[momentsofamber]

divider I edited to tcoaal aesthetic for anyone who wants them!

[merlyn-bane]

if you have a queer loved one and you can't understand why they're scared right now, you don't have a queer loved one, you know a queer person.

[mikecrewsteacup]

character asks

Is your character…okay?

What would be on a wanted poster for your character?

How does your character feel about death?

What’s your character’s coffee order?

What does a day off look like for your character?

What lies are told about your character? Do they believe any of them?

Does your character have a natural enemy? What about a nemesis?

Is your character resilient? Why or why not?

Would your character choose immortality?

How does your character handle rejection?

What’s the first thing you decided about your character? What’s something you still haven’t decided about them?

What does your character carry on them at all times?

What would your character give up for someone they love?

To what degree does your character follow the rules? Do they feel justified?

Is your character dangerous? Do they think they are?

What is your character’s most vivid memory?

How popular is your character? Do their friends (or fans) truly know them?

What’s the line between right and wrong for your character? How moral do they consider themself?

How does your character usually solve problems? Or are they more likely to cause them?

What would make your character cry?

Are your character’s hands warm, or cold? Does it bother them? Do they ever make them someone else’s problem?

What’s your character’s most embarrassing memory?

How far would your character go to get what they want most?

What’s the first thing your character does in the morning? What’s the last thing they do before bed?

Where is your character from? How do they feel about it? Do they ever go back?

What does your character overthink about?

How does your character feel about snowy weather?

What kind of a villain would your character be? What would it take to for them to become a villain?

Who would your character give anything to be reunited with?

What kind of lesson does your character need to learn?

Does your character have the patience for puzzles?

What was your character’s worst choice so far?

What does mercy mean to your character?

What is holding your character back? Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

What kind of magic appeals to your character?

What kind of flower would your character pick?

If your character couldn’t talk, how would they react? Would they still be able to communicate?

What is your character like when they are really tired?

How does your character feel about the dishes?

What kind of weather does your character prefer? What kind of weather do they hate?

What does your character wish they could forget? If they actually could make themself forget, would they take that opportunity? Would it change them?

Given a nice camera, what would your character take pictures of?

What kind of keychains would your character have?

What’s the dumbest way your character has gotten injured?

Who raised your character? What’s that relationship like now?

Which “deadly sin” is your character most guilty of?

Who does your character trust most? Who do they trust the least? Why?

What gets your character up in the morning?

Does your character believe in love at first sight? How would they handle most cute relationship tropes?

Who does your character relate to the most? Who do they have the most trouble understanding?

If your character is a dnd character, why or how did they choose their class and subclass? If they aren’t, what would they choose if they were?

On a scale of “can fall asleep anywhere” to “sleepless in new places”, how does your character fall?

Does your character have a pet? Do they want a pet?

How curious is your character? About what sort of things? What doesn’t interest them at all?

What really bothers your character about others? How do they show it? Do they talk to the person about it?

What kind of characters are good influences on your character? What about bad influences? How does your character influence others?

What would your character never, ever do? What would they never do again? Why?

What has your character never done that they would like to try? Why haven’t they done it yet?

What kind of naming scheme does your character use for pets/kids/other nameable things? Do they care about names? Do they take it seriously, or go silly?

“Don’t get me started…” What could your character rant about with no preparation? What do they love to talk about?

What is your character like when they’re sick?

How does your character feel about “normal”? To what degree do they conform–or not conform–to the idea?

How competitive is your character? Can they be a sore loser? How often do they “win”?

Does your character do make up, paint their nails, or otherwise decorate themself? Is there a reason why or why not?

What’s your character’s relationship with romantic love? Is that something they’re interested in? What sort of person would be their sort of person?

Is your character particularly organized? Is there a reason why?

How does your character decorate their personal space?

Who makes your character feel better when they’re down?

What is your character’s idea of comfort food? What about comfort media, or their go-to de-stress situation/company?

What role does your character tend to take on in their group?

What is your character’s reputation like? What are they known for? How do they feel about it?

[fog-and-isolation]

Salome, my good old friend, my pal!

-laertes @laertesthelocalstranger

Hm? Ah, Laertes. Hello again. Are we friends?

[peliginspeaks]

Circumstances of Encounter: Dola Hallowrove

A list of places Hallowrove frequents and what they might be found doing there. Meant as a helpful reference for anyone looking for a premise for calling card messages or other ingame social interactions, or who wants to let me know that one would work well for me to send to them.

In-game name for social actions: Dola Hallowrove

Wolfstack Docks: Can often be found there gathering monstrous rumours and stories from zailors and dockhands, or maintaining the mechanical aspects of the Hammerhead II zubmarine. Likely to meet: Zailors, dockers, brawlers

The Medusa's Head: A favoured spot for relaxation after a long day, as well as exchanging work talk with likeminded and similarly chewed-on colleagues. (And whoever else chooses to drop in - Hallowrove is personable to a wide range of people.) Likely to meet: Menace Eradicators, Monster-Hunters, anyone else with a reason to be there

The Department of Menace Eradication: Hallowrove has no professional office, but he directs those hoping to commission him to leave a note with the front desk at the Department. He checks back semi-regularly. Likely to meet: See above + prospective monster-hunting clients

Bugsby's Marsh: Hallowrove's place of residence. She lives in a fixed-up cabin in the swamp, a 10 minute walk or so from what could be considered the city. With a little persuasion, she might be convinced to lead a guided nature tour. Likely to meet: People living nearby, tour-goers, any poor sod who got lost

The Upper River: Hallowrove's longest standing commission is with the GHR, primarily improving the stations' defenses against monsters, but finding every excuse for a wide variety of diversions along the way. Likely to meet: Rubberies, artists, railway workers, Discordant stewards, devils, anyone else riding the train

Sophia's Club: While recent attendance is spotty, can still be found on picnics or sitting in on tea meetings with the group on a quiet afternoon. Likely to meet: Monster-Hunters, fellow members of Sophia's

The Bazaar Sidestreets: A place often passed through for shopping or visiting. Likely to meet: Anyone who lives in the area, anyone who shops there

Benthic University: While Hallowrove seldom uses her own lab, she often makes stops at Benthic to deliver monstrous samples to academic friends for dissection and analysis. Her own lab work consists mainly of hobby mechanical fiddling and weapon repairs/improvements, and creation of antivenoms by trial-and-error. Likely to encounter: Correspondents, academics

Calling cards, Menace helps, teas, slights, etc. are all on the table! I have no reason to be stingy with my actions right now, so I will offer whatever helps or lessons in Dangerous I can if the need is there.

[askthekoopsandjr]

Ay Ludwig since you are a trans man can you still technically have a kid with Suzie?

Let's take a step back. The way babies are made in real life are not the way babies are made in my story (let alone in canon, I think, given Yoshi's Island). In my story, all babies are delivered via stork, regardless of the parent's gender/sex identity. Luddy and Suzie are currently teenagers, so children aren't something they're planning right now.

Spreading trans knowledge is something very important to me, though, so I would like to answer your question from a general perspective. Given the circumstances a trans man hasn't had any surgeries or health/developmental/HRT/medicinal complications that would affect conceiving and birth giving, the answer is yes, he can still have children. Fun fact: Trans men who have given birth sometimes call themselves "Seahorse dads"!

I do want to share the koopaling's futures at some point on this blog, where some of them indeed have children. It's just a matter of when I feel it's the right time.

[waterfallofspace]

~Ask List~

Let's Drop The Stigma And Talk About It

A little list of questions/asks that people may be wondering, but aren't sure if it's appropriate to ask. Or that creators worry would be 'bragging' or 'complaining' by talking about. Let's throw out those thoughts, and just talk about it~

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1) What's one piece of feedback you would give someone starting out? (writing, drawing, wav making, etc~)

2) What’s one piece of advice you see often that you don’t find works for you/helpful?

3) What’s one thing you wish you knew when you started making content?

4) What piece of work are you proudest of? Why are you proud of it?

5) What piece of work are you not proud of? Is there anything you could do to change your feelings on it?

6) What’s a part of sharing your work that you really enjoy?

7) What’s a struggle you face with sharing your work?

8) What feedback do you most enjoy receiving?

9) What feedback, if any, do you not enjoy receiving?

10) What feedback do you enjoy giving?

11) What feedback, if any, do you not enjoy giving?

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20) Free Square: Tell Us Anything~

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[stillsees]

ASK MEME: lines from the dustin sterling playlist part 1 feel free to change pronouns/wording if you'd like!

"but is it enough?"

"why'd you look so tough?"

"i said, 'please won't you be mine?'"

"there's something dark hanging over my head."

"i'm seventeen, don't hold your breath."

"oh, what an awful mess."

"after practice you were sitting on the lawn."

"you would never want to see me bleed."

"you sure know how to kill me."

"i saw you looking back a lot yesterday."

"where'd the hours go?"

"not much is hidden underneath."

"lift back and see the darkness hid."

"the cool air is gone again."

"she was from a movie scene."

"i couldn't feel my legs."

"i was so scared."

"all these crazy things went through my head."

"i need someone."

"i don't know what to say."

"i don't know what to say to you."

"you're always on my mind."

"can it be that you feel this way too?"

"i'm really not that into guys."

"is this on?"

"sometimes i can still see you, just like i used to."

"i grew my hair."

"you got tattoos."

"that's hard to look through."

"somebody took the piss right out of me."

"why do you go and say this could never last?"

"it hurts more when you cry."

"i'm not here to hold your hand."

"i ain't your man."

"it's too late, it's over now."

"you could've had all my love."

"dear friend, how have you been?"

"i think about you from time to time."

"i stay awake, though it's hard to think sometimes."

"i miss when you'd share what was on your mind."

"i just don't know how we'll do it."

"i'll leave my windows open wide."

"i'm so curious about you."

"i just saw you in my dream."

"you showed up to surprise me and disappeared so suddenly."

"apologies for being scattered."

"i just couldn't go to sleep."

"i hope you don't think that i'm crazy, if that's really what you think."

"sometimes i just feel so helpless."

"i spend hours in this room trying to formulate my feelings and clear the thought of you."

"dear friend, how have you been? i think about you from time to time."

[c00kietin]

I've been thinking a lot about writing fics n stuff recently, mainly thanks to @averagetmntfan-

would you guys be interested in reading something written by me? :D

if so, it would probably be about my ocs, because I'd probably be better writing about them-