#Havent decided on an actual name for this yet

[bloom-me]

This is my time to brainrot about something i made.

What if, by any chance, QSMP people became street racers. What if the eggs were like, their cars or some shit. What if Quackity formed a group of racers to try and win a cash prize of a really famous street race.

What if the Hermits were also in that race. What if the hermits are actually pretty good at this thing called racing. What if they think that the QSMP people were the ones who sabotaged them after their cars turn up completely destroyed.

What if my cubitos interact with my other cubitos and form an alliance to kick ass in the end.

[iknowicanbutwhy]

Who's this thang

[moeblob]

Rice. From my plot that's literally just a game of chess. (he's a rook)

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

So this has been bouncing around in my head for a WHILE (aka: a couple days) now but your lights out au kinda reminds me of a game that came out recently called "my friendly neighborhood" (really good game btw, highly recommend to either play or watch a playthrough) bc the plot is literally "puppets are just alive in this universe muppet-style & after their show got canceled they all got locked in their show's studio for a decade or so & went slightly mad bc of it". There's a whole bunch of differences, obviously, but mainly I just thought it'd be interesting if the player character, a grumpy-but-lovable handyman who's also a war vet that has Seen Some Shit, ended up at the playfellow studio in this au for one reason or another (maybe he was asked to go in & check that the electricity all still works correctly?). Idk how the puppets would react to his arrival, but at least he's got some practice handling aggressive (or overly enthusiastic) puppets who haven't seen a real, live human in years.

i've been meaning to watch a playthrough for a week now T¬T i remember watching the demo and being immediately So Fucking Hyped for the game's release

if i were interested in crossovers, i'd probably be all over that! unfortunately, they're not really my wheelhouse </3

[crescentfool]

@catnatch drew whiffy the squiffy for me for artfight! thank you for drawing my girl she is the best 🥺💙

[genderdotcom]

The ground was soft and loamy, and sprung back when Mira's feet left it. The day before they had left- The Day Before They Had Left, it felt now, with all the gravitas of a shut tomb- had been marked with light spring showers that chased her into neighbours' houses and barns. She'd bought food for the trip, you see, loaves of bread and whatever else besides, and didn't want it to get wet.

Imoen carried her pack now as well as her own, and with the most studied nonchalance picked an apple from it.

"I can carry my own bags."

"Uh huh." She said around a mouthful of fruit. "So can I."

The woods were golden in the morning light. Trees spaced themselves thinly enough to permit a light breeze, ruffling Mira's cloak, drying out the mud and sweat and flecks of blood-

"You shouldn't have followed me." Shouldn't have followed us. "They won't let you back in, do you understand?"

"So what? I couldn't have stayed with Gorion gone."

That made her jolt. Trip, even, and stumble to right herself before her legs tangled in the heavy woolen volume of her skirt.

"They wouldn't have kicked you out."

"Nah, they wouldn't've. But I couldn't..." The apple half-finished, she seemed to be chewing over something else in her mind. "I brought your bear."

"Imoen!" If a laugh had escaped her, it would have been a miracle. "What for?!"

"To make fun of you for still sleeping with a stuffed animal? I mean, I dunno. I would've waltzed right up to your camp or whatever, and Gorion would've been fuming, I bet-"

Mira bit her tongue- without breaking skin, she smelled blood. Imoen broke off the sentence with the final bite of her apple, then lobbed it upwards and back in a long arc. What a sorry sight the pair of them made, Mira mused while her stuttering breath slowed again- children who'd had too little sleep. Playing at adventure with no regard for the costs.

They walked a moment longer.

"I couldn't've let you go on alone." Said Imoen and, blinking hard, looked away.

[boyheros]

If I ever say I'm not gonna develop a clone oc of mine because they're just meant to be a background character. know that I am lying.

[bunnihearted]

📓🕯️🐇🖤pt.2

[okcoolthanks]

Someone kill me im readijg the name Everett

[fujouppy]

wouldnt it be Really fucking funny if i named my sovereign dragon oc from my partitions era poland inspired nation august... wouldnt it be Really Fucking Funny

[thegreatyin]

do the Bandaged Scoundrel and your seeking alt know each other

actually yes and im THOROUGHLY DELIGHTED YOU ASKED

so, quick context for those not in the know, my seeking alt is caeru. he's a pre-existing OC of mine that i inserted into the role of a nemesis ambition playthrough against his metaphorical will. this is because i really wanted to play SMEN at some point or another, and caeru is exactly the type of guy to go on a self-destructing doomed spiral of madness in pursuit of forbidden knowledge. also he's just built to go through horrors in general. the best way i can possibly describe it is that if everyone else in his original setting lives in a resident evil/silent hill kind of horror game, caeru specifically exists in a fear and hunger or pathologic kind of horror game. no respite no peace no rewards only madness death and hunger forever and ever <3

so! the scoundrel and caeru exist in the same world. and they hate each other. they do not get along. they have so much beef. primarily because caeru would be intensely liberationist and very much on the side of murdering all stars forever, while the scoundrel is... shall we say, neutral on average and leaning towards white at worst. but also im gonna be so fr it's actually mostly because the scoundrel is just a huge bastard that's absolutely full of themselves and thinks they're above everyone else and caeru hates that exact character archetype with every fiber of his being. chronically incompatible pair of dudes. they're acquaintances but they probably send each other pipebombs in the mail.

but also. i think they do semi-rely on each other just a bit. caeru's very much analysis and correspondence focused where the scoundrel picks a red science experiment and fucks around purely to find out. the scoundrel is charismatic and wealthy where caeru struggles to hold a five second conversation without shriveling up like a raisin. they probably owe a lot of favors to each other is what im saying. weird hate friendship dynamic where neither of them like the other guy but still need them around so they only passive aggressively taunt each other instead of active sending to the boatman. the scoundrel may call on caeru to work at their lab every now and again, and caeru may come willingly, but they will never not grumble about being in the same room together.

it's a strange sort of kismesis, if you dare.

[homoeroticvillain]

he has gotten a little bigger

[gothyck]

character stats framework.

name: anastasia zhu (currently). nickname(s): ana. age: 20 (or so it seems...), 613 (actually). birthdate: 3rd december, 1410. species: vampire. gender: cis woman. preferred pronouns: bad/bitch (but she/her works too). romantic orientation: anyone she finds interesting. sexual orientation: pansexual. parents: margaret zhu (mother), † unknown (father). siblings: † xian jun (half brother). significant other(s): adam (vampire, they were together briefly during the 1430s when she was in london). eye colour(s): dark brown, almost black. hair colour(s): black (but had a purple streak for most of 2008). body build: willowy, slender. height: 5'4".

tagging @arghent / @serendpitous (u will never escape me 🫵)

[catominor]

imagine being exiled from rome for saying what caius martinus did to lucius furius m. f. sp. n. camillus

[bluebeetle]

"my sister stole my job ): "

[a-passing-storm]

Bass players are so cool and sexy <333