#I also need to take care of some other stuff too and I procrastinate with tumblr a lot lol

[herefortheships]

Blogging in the morning instead of typing and sending that email. 💀

Logging off now! Going on a little hiatus. See you soon. 🖤🎶✨🐦‍⬛🤗🎶

[brodygold]

Liquid GOLD

Journal of Todd Halpern Spring Semester, 2025

January 15

First day of the drug trial. I’m feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. This is my shot at making some easy money. The trial is for a drug called Liquid GOLD. Dr. Ellison, the lead scientist on the project, explained that it’s designed to boost energy, focus, and overall well-being. They’re really hyping it up as some revolutionary formula. Honestly, I don’t care about any of that—I just need the $1,500 stipend to help with tuition.

The instructions are simple enough: take one pill every morning with a glass of water and document any changes I notice. They even gave me this little notebook to record my thoughts and experiences. Took my first dose today, and so far, nothing’s changed. It’s just another normal day filled with studying, gaming, and avoiding the gym. I’m not expecting much, but who knows? Maybe this stuff will actually help me focus.

Anyways, I just took the first pill. They're kinda gross if I'm being honest. There's this golden liquid inside the pill that's almost acidic in a way? I don't really know how to describe it.

January 22

It’s been a week since I started taking Liquid GOLD, and I think I’m starting to notice some changes. My head feels clearer, like a fog has lifted. I’ve also been feeling this insane burst of energy. Usually, I’d crash after my afternoon classes, but now I feel restless, like I need to do something physical.

In a moment of madness, I went to the gym yesterday. I didn’t plan it at all. It just felt like the right thing to do. I only stayed for about half an hour, but I found myself enjoying it in a way I never have before. A bit weird for the guy who avoided PE like the plague in high school.

The strangest part? I feel good when I look in the mirror. My arms look a little bigger, and my posture is better. I don’t know if it’s real or just a placebo, but I’ll take it.

February 5

Wow, okay. It’s been three weeks now, and I can’t believe the changes I’m seeing. My body is transforming in ways I never expected. My arms are thicker, my chest is broader, and my waist is tighter. It’s like my muscles are waking up for the first time. Even my face looks different—more angular, less soft.

I’ve been spending more and more time in the gym. It’s not just a chore anymore; it’s become the highlight of my day. There’s something satisfying about pushing myself, lifting heavier weights, and seeing the progress. My old hobbies, like gaming and watching anime, don’t excite me as much anymore.

Mentally, things feel… different. My thoughts are quieter, more focused. I don’t get lost in overthinking or procrastination like I used to. It’s hard to describe, but it feels like my mind is streamlining itself, getting rid of all the unnecessary clutter.

February 19

Something’s definitely happening. It’s not just my body—it’s my mind, too. I feel so focused, so driven, but my priorities are shifting. Things that used to matter to me, like schoolwork or hanging out with friends, feel unimportant. Instead, I’ve been obsessing over routine.

Wake up.

Take my pill.

Work out.

Eat clean.

Sleep.

Repeat.

Clothing has become a weird fixation for me. I can’t stand how baggy my old hoodies and jeans feel. They don’t fit the new me. I’ve started wearing fitted shirts and athletic shorts. Today, I spent hours online looking at rubber gear—polo shirts, shorts, even gloves. I don’t know why, but I felt drawn to it.

Dr. Ellison called it “progress” when I mentioned this during my checkup. He said I’m adapting well to the trial. His words were comforting, even though I’m not entirely sure what he meant by “adapting.”

March 3

The changes are accelerating. My reflection in the mirror is barely recognizable. I’m massive now—broad shoulders, thick arms, sculpted abs. I never thought I’d look like this, and honestly, I’m not complaining.

But it’s not just about how I look. My thoughts are simpler now. Cleaner. I don’t worry about grades or what other people think of me. I’ve been finding satisfaction in following routines and staying disciplined. It’s like my mind is trimming away the excess, leaving only what’s necessary.

The strangest part is how natural this feels. I’ve stopped questioning why I’m drawn to certain things, like rubber clothing. I ordered a polo shirt and shorts made of shiny black rubber, and when they arrived, I felt this overwhelming urge to put them on. The way the material clung to my body was exhilarating. It felt like it was meant for me.

March 17

Obedience. That word has been stuck in my head all day. I used to think of obedience as something restrictive, but now it feels… freeing. There’s a comfort in knowing what’s expected of me and fulfilling that role.

During today’s checkup, Dr. Ellison introduced me to the concept of the Golden Army. He said that’s what this trial is all about—creating a team, a collective, a purpose. When he said I was almost ready to “serve,” I felt this rush of pride.

He gave me a new uniform: a shiny black rubber polo shirt and matching shorts. When I put them on, it felt like coming home. The snugness of the material, the way it shimmered in the light—it was perfect. He told me to wear it proudly, and I do.

April 14

It’s hard to put my thoughts into words now. Writing feels inefficient, clunky. My mind works differently—it’s all about action and purpose.

I have stopped thinking of myself as Todd. That identity has been erased. I am PDU-092, a loyal servant of the Golden Army. My uniform defines me. My purpose is simple: obey commands, serve the collective, and maintain perfection.

Everything is clearer now. I exist to follow orders, to train, to serve. There is no hesitation, no doubt. The Golden Army is strong. The Golden Army is eternal.

Transformation complete.

Identity secure.

Loyalty unwavering.

092 ready to serve. Disciplined. Focused. Controlled.

Journal of Brody Gold

April 14

Dr. Ellison has informed me that the trial drones have progressed smoothly, with a 100 percent conversion rate. Thanks to Liquid GOLD, or Gathering Obedient Loyal Drones, we have a new batch of polo drones at our command. With their blank minds and jacked bodies, they should be perfect servants both on and off the field.

Of course, more test subjects are required.

[the---hermit]

05|06|2024

New day new struggles working on this history paper. I cannot stress enough how stressed I am about how bad the new research interface of my uni is, I feel like ever since they did the big update it's super complicated to get results that have to do with what you are looking for and that are accessible too. Moreover no one cares about this topic because I genuinely cannot find anything. I have found a couple of articles to help me with context but not much. By the end of the week I plan on finishing reading and highlighting what resources I have found and then I'll see what I can make of them, and get back to the professor. I am procrastinating emailing her back because I have no idea what to say tbh. My English lit review on the other hand is going pretty well, and reviewing in the afternoons seems to be a good plan. Since I am a bit more tired having to review out loud helps me with staying focused, and I also don't have to read historical sources all day, or else I'd lose my mind. This afternoon I struggled to stay focused anyway, but at least I got some stuff done, if I had to continue my history research I wouldn't have done anything probably. My brain is just very very tired again.

Today's productivity:

started my morning with an audiobook

more struggling looking for historical sources (I found a couple more but I am keeping those for the very end because they are once again not 100% relevant to what I have to do)

read and highlighted quite a few sources I downloaded at the beginning of the week (a couple were more or less useful a couple were a waste of time, but maybe I'll quote a couple of context details in the end, who knows. At the moment I only need to read two more and then I am done with my first round of secondary sources, but one of those might get deleated because I'm pretty sure is totally useless)

got to practice my French because of a couple of said historical sources, and wrote down the new words I learned today (surprisingly my understaning is better than I expected giving that I have not used my French in years, I should really get back to it more seriously)

continued my first outloud review of all my English lit materials (today I started working on the Shakespeare part, it will take a couple of days to finish it, especially bc today I didn't do as much as I had hoped)

wrote a little summary of a couple of sentences for all the scenes of The Merchant Of Venice in order to review it without having to reread it for the fourth time

[taffywabbit]

[kind of a longwinded vent post i guess, i was gonna just make a sort of tired joke post but then it actually wasn't a joke oops. don't feel obligated to read this, i just need to put my thoughts somewhere]

man. i am wayyy too damn busy this week to be getting hit with as many heavy thoughts and potentially entire-perspective-on-life-altering realizations about my identity and mental health as i have been. why can't i ever have important stuff to think about during literally any time when my life affords me the time and energy to think about it properly. it just ends up being loud background static behind my existing stress every time because it's like... i obviously do have tangible stuff i NEED to prioritize, and it's reasonable for me to put that first, but i still end up feeling like i'm somehow being cowardly or irresponsible by putting off the internal processing that's demanding i pay more attention to it.

i'm literally just living that one post that's like "i'm probably nonbinary but i have a job so i don't really care about that right now" or whatever, except i'm already trans so swap that first part out for a growing list of possible untreated mental illnesses, an increasingly-hard-to-ignore identity crisis, the looming dread that i cannot keep treading water in my current stagnant career forever. also, most notably, a general sense that i have no idea where my life is going or what i want from it now that i've finally broken down my mental wall labeled "you can't pursue anything else you want until you get your ass in gear and start transitioning already", gotten some joy out of that, and then realized there wasn't much else it was actually obstructing. and it's like. breaking that wall DID at least give me a clearer view of things and now i have plenty of other important stuff i could unpack, but it feels like i'm just stuck on a nonstop conveyor belt of "actually i don't have time for that because i'm behind on work again" that prevents me from making real tangible progress in figuring my shit out, even now.

like i am aware this is very much a "GOD i need to talk to a therapist" type situation but guess what! seeing a therapist costs a lot of money (yes, even in canada) and takes time and effort to set up, and if i want those things i'd better get my work done! except oops now i'm once again too busy to do anything BUT work, because i burned out and slowed down and the work took too long again and now i no longer have the time for the genuine proper break i needed in order to do anything for myself besides earn money.

one of the most frustrating parts is that HRT has seemingly made me a lot more emotionally sensitive and outwardly reactive (as it reportedly does for many people), and instead of that being the cathartic experience it should be, it usually just manifests as all my shit very visibly unraveling at the seams as i spiral and make an ass of myself and push people away, where i previously would've at LEAST been able to hold it together a bit better. so not only do i feel like i'm not making progress, it's constantly taking all the energy i can spare just to avoid crashing out and burning all my bridges and leaving myself with no external supports. my friends are kinda all i have right now, and i'm painfully aware that the more i procrastinate sorting out my issues, the more danger there is that i'll damage my relationships with those i care about if any of this internal pressure leaks out at the wrong time. which then becomes yet another fear to add to the pile of stuff i'm not equipped to deal with right now

idk. i was about to instinctively say "i'm fine tho" and that's very clearly a lie, but like. i WILL continue to manage at least. i'm not in any physical danger from myself or others, nothing is gonna happen to me, you don't have to worry about anything like that. i'm just overwhelmed and exhausted, and i don't have any good outlets for talking about this shit anymore besides just dumping it on friends at random, which feels shitty and i would really prefer not to make a habit of it. i just feel like i'm waiting for some kinda stroke of good fortune to come along and perk me up and give me enough of a jolt of extra energy to start doing things differently, kinda like last year when i suddenly stumbled into getting my transition stuff started and then THAT gave me enough confidence and excitement to seek out an ADHD diagnosis a couple months later. just something to break me out of this routine temporarily and help me feel unburdened enough that i can do SOMETHING, y'know?

but in the meantime i feel like i just need to like. signal in some way that i am Really Going Through It, if only to counter my own instinctive efforts to always maintain this illusion of perfect functionality and never cause any problems or allow anyone to worry about me or be annoyed by me ever. professionalism be damned, i make art for a living, i do not have the luxury of separating my job from my self-expression and trying to pretend everything's going smoothly in terms of work will always kinda inherently come at the cost of trying to convince myself it's going smoothly in my personal life too. to some extent i suppose MOST people don't - the shit that affects you at home is gonna affect you at your office job too, sooner or later - but in my case the false wall of work-life balance is like a two-way mirror, because drawing is also my most treasured hobby and lifelong source of comfort, and any outward-facing concept of professionalism i construct only exists for my audience. there's no fooling myself with this stuff, it's all i have and all i do and the only difference is that sometimes people pay me for it so it becomes "work", but not the kind i get to clock out of at 5pm on weekdays. if i'm going to talk about what i'm going through and be open about my feelings at all and encourage people to see me as a living breathing person, it inherently is going to make me look like i'm also complaining about my job, because my job is to make art and my art (paid or not) conveys a part of who i am. i cannot present myself as brand-safe and a human being at the same time, at least not without driving myself (more) insane

anyways this isn't an essay or anything, i don't have a conclusion? thank you for being here i guess. i feel like i'm at least breathing like 5% easier after getting all that rambling out of me, so that's something at least? i will now go buckle down and try to finish my remaining art obligations and then hopefully when that's done i will make a responsible choice and wait long enough before piling more work onto myself to just like. breathe for a sec and seriously consider if there's perhaps a better way to be doing what i'm doing so it does not make me crumble into dust. and also maybe pick like ONE life-shattering realization or crisis to poke at a little bit, if i feel up to it. hey btw did you know this whole post was originally going to just be a very short one where i half-jokingly reflected on the possibility that i might actually be autistic, but then started thinking way too much about why my brain refuses to latch onto that thought and keeps pushing it aside with a big stick labeled "who cares, i'm tired" and this post happened instead. yeah. anyways that's the most recent small addition to The Pile in case you were curious, yippee

[tsamsheadcanons]

So, y’all lemme pretend that everything is just whole fluff in this show for the sake of my sanity LIKE Y’ALL LEMME DREAM 😭 Like huh, KC, Bloodmoon and practically half of the characters died/have died once, what do you mean that everyone ain’t a happy little autistic family? YOU WERE TRAPPED IN A DIFFERENT TIMELINE, WAKE UP 🙄

SOOO WITH THAT LET’S GET STARTED! :D

Because Solar is still getting used to officially being a father for Jack, he sometimes gets REALLY overwhelmed by just the thought. Like, him taking care of another living being with its own needs that he needs to attend to 24/7? He LOVES Jack, don’t get me wrong – But he is TERRIFIED of failing this really important thing and failing to fill this role. It feels like an overwhelming responsibility that looms large over him because he feels SO ill-equipped to handle that – And that’s why he more and more doubts his parenthood because everything feels like too much for him to carry. And because KC is like the wise old dad/grandfather I DUNNO, he sometimes gives him tips about parenting and stuff and tells him it’s okay to sometimes doubt oneself, but you have to try your best! Sometimes, if Solar is just too tired and needs a nap, KC takes care of Jack and makes him a ‘marshwich’ – A marshmallow sandwich that has grilled marshmallows between two chocolate chip cookies! :D Jack and also Dazzle LOVE them! :D

Bloodmoon and Lunar ALWAYS used to watch Bluey and other kids’ shows together while the others were busy with work, with Bloodmoon often making fun of them and Lunar laughing alongside him! However, mentally, they’ve grown up a bit and still watch these shows sometimes, but not really often. And now, Dazzle and Jack ALWAYS watch these shows that they used to watch – And it feels like this bit of their ‘childhood’ or how you can call it passed down to them. It’s nostalgic to see them shake with laughter just like they used to – Two ‘kids’ laying on the floor, looking at the TV and watching their favorite cartoons together :3

Eclipse and Sun sometimes smoke together on the balcony, usually after a very emotionally heavy day. There are many different reasons as to why it was a draining day for them – For Sun, maybe it was because he had another panic attack again due to flashbacks of his past, or for Eclipse because he relapsed and had this utter self-hatred nearly strangling him again. But it is like a special moment when both do the same for different reasons – It just feels like connecting a bit. Not many words are exchanged, they just smoke in silence with the embers of cigarettes acting like small stars that they had pulled down from the mass of others shining above. [DAMN I’M SHAKESPEAR >:D]

OKAY LIGHT-HEARTED HEADCANON! >:D Moon and Solar write a My Little Pony fanfiction together (with OCs included of course, one of Jack that Solar added into the story and Sun added a OC of Dazzle :3) and every Sunday, they present it in front of the family like some PowerPoint presentation XD The family sometimes give them ideas on how to continue the story or flesh out the characters and are involved in making the project truly what it is! Both are EXTREMELY awkward about it at first – But then they’re the unstoppable autistic duo rambling about their shared hyper fixation a second later :3 It’s their shared project that they work on instead of actually doing the work that they have to do but procrastinate until the last day, relatable, I know 😌✋

I'M SORRY THAT THEY'RE SO LONG- 😭🙏

But no worries, I WILL RETURN WITH MORE! >:D But I will procrastinate that of course ✨😋

I love AUs where everyone is a big happy family

[readingcutie]

Luigi's Worm

Summary: I am still procrastinating so I decided to write a fanfiction with the TikTok trend "would you still love me as a worm?" You are a worm that changes Luigi's life.

Warnings: mentions of suicide and depression, technical beastiality, angst, earthworm death, NO smut

It has been a whole year since Luigi was released from jail. Even though he was found not guilty, his family and friends stopped talking to him and he couldn’t find a job either. Luckily he still has some money saved up to buy a house in the middle of nowhere. The fans are a bit too much for him as well. It seems like as days go on and on he cannot get himself out of bed.

“Maybe it is better to end it all,” he said to himself as he was going to pick up groceries. Then he saw you, a little earthworm. You couldn’t be more than a few centimeters long.

He never really paid attention to bugs and if he did then he would just have killed them but something was different about you, a little worm stuck in the middle of the rain. He picked you up gently. 

You felt safe in this giant’s hands. Whenever you come across other animals you try to wiggle out as fast as you can but with him it feels different. Especially when he took you inside of his warm house. He put you down on the counter.

“I will be right back, stay here I guess and I will be getting you stuff,” Luigi said

He thinks, no, he knows that he is going insane. Despite that he will take the best care of you. When he gets into his truck he quickly looks up what he needs to take care of a worm. Then he went to the store to get the supplies, a bag of soil and a little plastic container to put you in. Of course whenever he goes to a place with people. He can always tell that he is being stared at. Admiration or hatred, doesn’t matter to him. It is all the same at the end of the day.

“Aren’t you Luigi Mangione,” asked the cashier as she was ringing up his items.

“Yes,” Luigi says.

“Well, I am very thankful for what you-” he blocked out what she was saying. It is always the same, you are a hero or you are a monster. Never what he actually needed.

He went back to his house. Prepped your enclosure, first put the soil in the container, spritz it with some water, and add some food scraps. You look nice and comfy in the little container now, he thinks. He gives you the name Y/N. Y/N is perfect for you, that is your name now.

As the days passed on and the seasons changed, Luigi kept on talking to you about his dreams and what he wants to do in this life. Everytime you hear his voice you come out of the soil to see him. You do not know what he is saying but you know that he loves you and you love him. Every meal he makes he always gives you some, no matter what.

“Do you want to go out on a date,” asked Luigi. You wiggle in agreement. “Great. I will plan reservations at Luigi’s and Y/N’s. Get it? It is just our house. So anyways I am making some mushroom risotto. Hope you will like it.”

He picks you up from your little container and places you down in front of a plate.

“I found this wine at the store the other day, nothing fancy but I hope you like it.” Luigi grabbed two glasses and poured some wine in it. “I just released that this would be our four year anniversary of meeting each other. Can you believe it? Four years since being together and I think I am in love.”

You wiggle again in agreement, even if you are growing old. You hoped that after you died Luigi could get his life back together afterwards.

“I wish I was also a worm as well. A life without worrying about people perceiving me. Then we can also have children as well. I read somewhere that both earthworms end up pregnant afterwards. I would happily have your child” He smiled but you knew that the end was near.

You two had an amazing night together, he played some of his favorite songs. You danced together, he even kissed you when the night was getting near.

“I’m sorry Y/N but my back is hurting, I need to lie down and sleep for the night.” He put you back into your terrarium.

The next day when he woke up you died. He cried for days and he was right back to the mental state that he was in before meeting you. Now he was not eating and was planning to go with you. He finally got up knowing that this is not what you would have wanted and tried to get his life back together in honor of your memory. 

He finally landed a job, it was a remote job so he was not able to connect with people but it was a step in the right direction. He finally took his first jog in months and he remembers how good it felt. He saw a therapist who was weirded out by the whole earthworm romance but still saw him every week. He went to the local bar and started making friends and maybe after all he can get over his tragedies.

[iu-xo]

"Like we've always hated each other"

Tantrum.

intro part 1 part 2 part 3

It took much less time than expected! I hope it's enjoyable to read, god this is so slowburn, so they still hate each other! But... do they really?

The sun... the sun that comes through the window... the fucking sun.

The most recent being to move into the hotel after its restoration, he was fighting a battle to the death with nothing more and nothing less than the sheets of his bed, nothing new for the king to say the least, In his mind it was the eighth time he told himself he would get up, And this was the real thing, he thought for the eighth time...

When he heard a door suddenly open, and even though he loved his daughter with all his heart, he couldn't wish for anything other than that she would leave him for another hour to rot for a little longer in his nest of depression and procrastination, Which didn't happen that way.

-DAD! I'm sorry to bother you... I know you were still sleeping and stuff! despite being past noon.. But your help would reeeeaaaally help me a lot rigth now!

Even though his body betrayed him and made him want to sink and become one with the mattress, knowing that his daughter needed something from him gave him enough motivation to sit up in bed.

-Whatever you need honey..

His voice was still hoarse and sleepy, revealing his little to none desire to exist at that moment, but surely when he did something he would feel better... he hoped.

The princess gave a happy squeal to take out some notebook pages with lists and colorful crayon drawings, and grabbed one in particular which she put on her father's nightstand while she put the rest away with some clumsiness.

-Today I have an activity planned but I mixed up my schedules with next week's, so I have nothing to start with!

The blonde looked very worried about this problem she had, and Lucifer thought that maybe she would ask him for things to buy and he could just magically appear them, piece of cake.

-So while I fix this I wanted you to put these flyers in the businesses that already gave me permission!

Wait. What?

the angel really thought He could get away with doing this quickly with a little magic trick, but he really had no way of appearing flyers in specific places which he had no idea where they were..

-erm.. Dear.. Can't we just put them in... I don't know... everywhere?

-Nop! Because today's topic is... consent!

She said while making a rainbow in the air with her hands , Therefore, the little angel had no choice but to personally walk through the disgusting streets of the pride ring... his ring. While he was hanging little pieces of paper on the windows of the shops of the ungrateful sinners that owned them. But... it was for Charlie... so how bad could it be, He stopped thinking about how bad it would be and instead saw Charlie's smile explaining how she wanted to deal with today's topic, he saw her eyes full of sparkle and got out of bed.

-Count on me char-char, I'll take care of it!

Charlie smiled from ear to ear and hugged him, leaning down, he had taken Lucifer a little by surprise but he gladly reciprocated

-Thank you.. means a lot.

They both felt a silence after that, it wasn't awkward, it was like they were telling each other without words that they were trying to heal something, And even if it couldn't happen overnight, they were trying, Charlie knew they would make it, Lucifer... he could only hope so.

But after that charlie decided to left the room to let her father get ready, she also had too many things to do, time was against her and she wasn't going to waste it.

-Well.. see ya!

She said goodbye with her hand, while her father did it in the same way, Once she was outside, the angel walked slowly to his closet, looking for something more casual, but ended up wearing his usual outfit but without his white jacket, he rolled up his sleeves and headed to the bathroom to fix his hair, he saw himself in the mirror for a moment, a wave of melancholy drowning him for a few moments, He saw himself worn out, tired.

He washed his face with cold water as an attempt to wash away the draining thoughts, it just... everything used to be so simple for him, at least sometimes... He left the bathroom and opened a window in his room, looking to breathe something other than his own self-loathing, A burst of sulfur aroma was what he found, he sighed, At this moment he missed the aroma of fruit and freshly wet grass... he may not be missing the regime of heaven but... that garden and it's smells sure were something else

He realized that he had gotten quite lost in thought, so he washed his face one last time Seeking to return to reality, and avoiding the hassle of seeing so many faces at the reception... he opened a golden portal under his feet that left him at the exit of the hotel, now he only had to...

walk.

Lovely.

•~•~•~•~•~•~•

-WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT.

A demon twice his size was shouting at him in the middle of the street, the lamb-like demon had bruises he was bleeding and holding the demon's hand that grabbed him by the neck while lifting him off the floor, he didn't seem scared, in fact he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear despite the dangerous situation he found himself in, as if he believed that at any moment one of his exterminators would arrive and take him out of there, or simply as if it didn't enter his head that he wasn't untouchable.

-F-FUCK YOU.. YOU.. FUCKING PUSSY!

He tried to get free even with less oxygen than required, he increasingly gained strength to kick his attacker into the pit of his stomach, leaving him breathless momentarily and falling to the ground, he took a deep breath and before the opponent could notice Adam was half a block away, he may have been out of shape, but he managed to ran into an alley and lean against the wall, while he saw the idiot run past him.

-SHIT- FUCKING- DAMN IT!

He dropped to the floor sliding down the wall, wiped the blood from his nose, then saw the blood on his hand..

Red.

His blood was... Red. Did he feel.. anger? No.. sadness? Of course not.. he was not a pussy.. He felt... To hell with what he felt all this was bullshit and he shouldn't be going through this! He shouldn't be here! He Should not.. he shouldn't be here...he was the first man...God's most beautiful creation! Fuck..he couldn't be rotting in this shit hole together with all these pieces of shit! They all came from him. where is his respect..

Interrupting his internal monologue bar existential crisis, he heard footsteps and unconsciously clung to the wall with his new claws, since he had arrived he had already escaped from five guys who were looking to kick his ass, perhaps a sixth could be avoided.

Humming a catchy melody, a familiar face passed by looking for something, looked at a sheet of paper, then at the shops, Then he approached the window of the establishment and stuck a flyer on it, without realizing the stare he had on him, Although of course, many people had looked at him since he left the hotel, he had had to send a couple flying, so it wasn't something especially peculiar

•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

of all the habitants of hell... IT SHOULD BE FUCKING LUCIFER THE FIRST FAMILIAR FACE HE SEES?! This day, this place and all of this it's nothing but a stupid damn joke!

What the fuck is he doing? Hanging ruffles? Last time he tried to sell him that he was such a big deal, what was he doing hanging fucking pamphlets in the disgusting streets full of shit?

The gaze that Lucifer felt on his shoulder felt heavier and heavier, when he looked out of the corner of his eye he noticed a sinner looking towards the flyer he puted on the glass, and an idea crossed his mind, what would be better than advertising the hotel? Well, make it work of course! He could do this, it was just... talking to a stranger! Perfect, and the bad thing was that... he had to talk to a stranger. come on morningstar! For your daughter's approval!

-Heey you.

They both remained in total silence, panic could be seen on Adam's face, had he recognized him? It seemed like no... everything pointed to no, but that didn't stop his brain from wanting to run away and leave him alone in that moment, Lucifer had an ackward face and it shows in the way his eye twitched that he regretted his decision ever since the words left his mouth, but there was no way to take it back now, meanwhile Adam considered the possibility of just running away.

-I see you... watching from there! You can... read it. You know.. it's a pamphlet. They are for... reading-

He could easily smash his hand against his face in an exaggerated way, but this wasn't the time for that, if he brought a guest to the hotel today Charlie would be so happy! he can do it, it was like selling, It's not that he knew how to sell things... but how hard could it be

Meanwhile Adam looked at him with a disappointed face, his communication skills were as deplorable as they had always been, but he glanced at the pamphlet, of course, their fifth class hotel.

-It has everything! You should tell every person you see in hell about it.

Adam's disgusted face spoke for him, while Lucifer sighed, obviously it wouldn't be that easy to bring someone to the hotel in one day, but for Adam everything was going wonderfully since at least he didn't know it was him.

The feeling did not last too long, as he felt a figure forming behind him, heat emanating from near his back, the lamb-like demon feared the worst, and unfortunately he was right.

-To claim to be the first dick you are quite the pussy.

Said a demon behind him, twice his size, Shark-like, It was the guy from before for sure, shit-

-wait. what was that first thing you said?

before the words had a chance to come out of the angel's mouth in their entirety, He felt a gust of wind pass by him but as far as he was concerned, the wind doesn't scream.

As he turned around at the speed of the wind itself, he could briefly see his future guest crashing into the brick wall at the hands of the stupid demon who had interrupted his negotiation attempt, in a moment six wings came out angelically from the sovereign's back to place himself just in time between the two demons with a flutter of his wings, whit one hand he stoped the inevitable punch destined to hit Adam's face.

-Nobody taught you not get into the grown up's conversations... right?

He said this while a grin formed in his face, showing sharp teeth which this guy would remember all his life, Lucifer released the guy's fist to hold his wrist and with a twist of his hip he easily sent him to the other side of the pentagram.

-now. where did you get that phrase from?

When the angel looked behind him he could see nothing more and nothing less than two hooves walking away two meters away

-Shit shit shit shit shit SHIT!

Although Adam's intention was to lose sight of the small man following him, when he looked back all he could see was his imminent arrival to the ground, receiving a tackle from Lucifer, they both fell rolling around as if they were two little children fighting in the school garden

-SPEAK FILTHY CREATURE

He demanded, standing on top of the lamb, despite it being half his size and looking humorous, the truth is that Adam couldn't get out of his grip no matter how hard he tried.

-STOP BEING SO DAMN DENSE BITCH!

Oh God. He recognized that voice, he recognized that stupid self-nickname, and worst of all, he recognized that stupid tantrum.

-how the hell. are you here rigth now.

-Why should I say that to you, huh?!

-maybe because YOU DON'T HAVE ANOTHER OPTION?! MAYBE??

Both continued to struggle with each other, one to escape and one to have answers. Lucifer was afraid of letting him escape and that he could cause some trouble, although thinking about it carefully... he looked at his lamb's ears, his hooves, his eyes and his teeth... now he was a simple sinner, There wasn't much he could accomplish even if he tried, he'd probably be screwed, he may already had taked a few beatings even.

-Well, I have no idea! I hope that helps sucker!

He said and spit in his face, something he didn't thought about properly, or didn't thought about at all, The ruler's face was irritated, as if he were putting up with a spoiled child, well... that's practically what he's doing.

-That's all, Let's go.

He cleaned his face whit his sleve and grabbed him by the collar of his clothes and began to drag him along the sidewalk, he had an exhausted expression as if he didn't have what it took to face this situation today, although he probably wouldn't any day.

-the FUCK. ARE YOU DOING?!

He said, fluttering his black wings everywhere, managing to irritate Lucifer by obstructing his vision, forcing him to stop, to which he grunted in annoyance.

-Well. taking care of you! What else am I supposed to do! It's what I should always do! because it seems like your entire existence is made to cause me problems!

Adam's gaze could be nothing but anger, he struggled away from Lucifer's grasp, which was curious to see due to the difference in sizes, once free he turned around to look at him from the front

- YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT, I WAS MADE TO BE FUCKING PERFECT! YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT.

-If you were as perfect as you say, how do you explain this eh! How do you think this happened?! You are not in this putrid pit for being the dick of the dicks PAL!

The lamb growled in exasperation as he stamped on the ground with his right hoof, after pulling his hair looking to escape from his angryness he lookef at the little one in the eye.

- IF I DON'T CARE, WHY THE FUCK SHOULD YOU CARE, YOU PIECE OF CRAP!

He felt a lump in his throat, but not as painful as the lump in the throat of the king of hell himself, Why should he care? Why the fuck should he care??

-Oh then i saw You die a fucking WEEK AGO. and You expect me to see that You are alive and let you wander through hell knowing that any demon is out there KICKING YOUR FUCKING ASS?! A THANK YOU WAS ENOUGH!

Lucifer screamed as his eyes turned from yellow to red from how infuriating he found having to argue with this idiot, he was never particularly reasonable but right now he was more irritable than normal and had no idea why

- THANK YOU?! OH SURE THEN YOU THINK YOU CAN TREAT ME LIKE A CHARITY CASE FOR YOUR BRAT'S SHITTY HOTEL HUH!? Well I have news for you DUDE!

Adam He kicked dirt from the street, dirtying Lucifer's clothes, who coughed in response to the cloud of dust

-im not your fucking guinea pig.

He narrowed his gaze in disgust, looking down literally and metaphorically at his contrary.

-Are you allergic to kindness? or why is it that you can't accept a fucking favor!?

Adam's Contemptuous face became one of intense anger and he took a step forward and brought his face closer to the angel's.

-from YOU? Of course. Good joke.

Lucifer had enough, he wouldn't wait to know where this reunion could go, It's not even worth wasting his breath on... Adam. Or at least that's what he thought.

-you know what? It's fine with me. It's not like you're not used to everyone leaving you, stay like that, as always, stay alone.

The king shook his clothes to remove the dirt, with one hand he snapped his fingers and as he arrived he left, Adam was left with an unreadable expression, he didn't move from there, he just stood there.

still and quiet.

•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

The golden portal opened above the hotel's front door, since he had avoided greeting people in the morning he assumed he could say hello in the aftern.. nigth, it was nigth.

Well, anyways, he would greet them at night then.

Opening the door abruptly without worrying about whether it was timely or not, he stepped into the hall.

-HEELLOOO everyone! How does the night treat you all?

From there you could easily see the bartender behind the bar along with the little maid sitting at the bar playing with some dead bug, on the sofa lay their most exotic guest and a certain deer showed no signs of being close, much to the king's liking.

-we have been better short king, But nothing that a drink can't fix, rigth wiskers?

The feline rolled his eyes but smiled at the end, and began to mix different liquids, When he looked in the direction the king was his eyes widened in surprise

- wow. It looks like you were hited by a truck.

Angel Dust looked in the same direction realizing what the bartender was referring to, It really looked like they had made him crawl on the floor, well, in fact something like that happened-

- someone played too rough whit ya~?

Husk put his palm to his face as Nifty leaned over the bar counter

- I like rough.

She said, sketching a sinister smile, to which Lucifer reacted with a certain degree of displeasure, and Husk put a donut from the bar counter in her mouth to make her shut up for a little bit

- umh.. rigth. Well no, I wasn't hit by a truck, and no! Neither, the other thing. I just ran into a few issues. Nothing to worry about.

While this small exchange of words was going on, footsteps could be heard in the distance approaching faster and faster, ending with a hug from behind to Lucifer's surprise.

-DAD! What happened? It took you hours to come back!

-Oh come on, come on... it's nothing at all! A few small issues, a few hours! But everything is fine now.

While the angel convinced Charlie that it was nothing, sounds of static reached everyone's ears, covering them in the act, everyone anticipated the arrival of you-know-who, it was nothing new for him to arrive in such a dramatic way, especially if the king was there prior to his arrival

-How interesting... I would swear it would take more than a few small matters to delay the big boss.. a couple hours.

The one who had just arrived in the room exclaimed very arrogantly, with a smile from ear to ear per usual , Charlie watched him appear on the spot and waved happily, only to receive a greeting from the deer-like demon in return.

-oh oh oh If you only knew You little shit.

Lucifer smiled evilly knowing that if Alastor ran into Adam again the last thing he would do would be act with that arrogance so characteristic of his

-Honey there is someone at the door.

Vaggie entered the room and to the conversation to warn her girlfriend about the presence of someone outside, so charlie left the two old men arguing to answer the door

-Oh but tell us your highness, what were these "issues" then.

-Nothing that your walnut-sized brain can understand piece of-

Two brown hooves entered, stepping on the red carpet that covered the hotel's entrance hall, to which Charlie said very excitedly and taking small jumps until they reached the area where everyone was, her girl on one side of the stranger and her on the remaining side.

Lucifer's sight changed from being fixed on Alastor to seeing the newcomer and although the king was already prepared to smile at the person to receive them, when he looked at him carefully, the only thing that came out of his mouth was..

-FU- ADAM?! THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE.

When everyone heard who he was talking about, they stayed cold and glued to the floor. With his new demonic form, no one would have guessed that it was the leader of the exorcists in person, or rather... in demon.

-ADAM?!

-adam??

-THAT ADAM?!

-OH OH estás muerto CABRON!

-Mhhh..

After the domino reaction Adam with lowered ears tried to talk keeping his dignity and pride, not very successfully, with a stupid smile on his face he speak

-heey bitchees.. so.. what's for dinner?

You could swear there was the sound of a cane breaking in the background followed by a static sound.

[mer-acle]

Howdy! (< You would think I started saying this because I'm an American but It actually came from asgore undertale hsgshsj)

1, Read the post you made about Athenas law stuff, and you could just have it be that Athenas an overachiever and reads ahead in the books so to speak; in that she studies law things on the side before she gets taught them in class so she can be prepared early. This would probably happen if she finishes work early in a class, like she got done with her assignments and has a half hour to kill so she continues teaching herself law stuff instead of just relaxing for a minute. Or she learns stuff when she has time off "for fun" (<kinda reminds me of one of my friends, who taught herself trigonometry over a 4 day weekend for fun, but she actually likes math because whenever I make a friend it's usually the most neurodivergent person in the room, {<aka the only person who understands me properly} sooo. Not quite Athena Ig)

2, I would help with figuring out school stuff, but I am not old enough to be in college yet, and new Mexico is rated 50 in the country for education, so I'm not the best source I suppose. It's ranked 50 for pre k - 12 but higher for higher education, cus college is decently good here actually, not like I'd know from experience tho. It's also ranked 50 for public safety and internet access :D, yippee /sarc our highest ranking is a 4 though, because we have very little pollution evidently. :]

3, I feel like I would probably not have learned anything as a child if I didn't like learning, cuz I taught myself probably at least half of what I know (which is why I know far too many nature facts and far too little about stuff like how to take care of a home, or how to find the area of a circle. No clue what a cosine means cuz I did not care enough to learn about that properly, but I can tell you like 30 facts about flamingos)

4, With the whole history thing it reminded me of something. I remember back in middle school I would procrastinate on quite a few assignments, and I would actually spend a long time watching YouTube videos that were pretty educational. Instead of doing my math work I would be watching a video on the Irish potato famine or something with my headphones in, because I didnt want to cause problems in class or anything, I just couldn't focus. I got good grades back then because it would get to be like the day before a project was due, and I would just get it all done at once, turn it in, and apparently do good work when I'm panicking and doing an entire assignment at far-too-late-o'clock, but nowadays I don't get good grades. Because. My brain throws hammers at me when I exist, so I use up all my daily "being functional points" on doing things like eating food and generally appearing like a person and not a stressed out bedraggled coyote someone just dragged in from a rainstorm. So its possible Athena also did that kinda thing, and was learning history in class when she wasn't supposed to, or if she was either a better student than me/ too scared of consequences, she would just do that after she got all her work done.

(4.1, side note, one of the channels I watched was extra credits, specifically their extra history series, it's good :] recently I was watching their series on the only woman to be empress in China {<it mightve been a different country in Asia, can't quite remember, it's been like a week or 2} and it's very dramatic, lots of intrigue and stuff, feels like a soap opera almost)

5, I've got some owl related stuff that I kinda wanna share, but I also have other stuff i need to do rn so I'll write about that tomorrow probably. A lot of it applies to actually-a-goddess Athena too, so that's fun, I'm talking about her outside the modern au :>

6, Happy Easter! Do they have Easter in Germany? If it exists over there I wonder if the traditions are any different. I'm pretty sure once I saw a post which said that peeps aren't A Thing outside america, and people were Horrified about them, and it's kinda interesting heheh.

(6.1, man thinking about peeps made me think about marshmallows generally, and then s'mores, and apparently y'all don't have those because y'all don't have graham crackers, and that honestly kinda sucks cus they're really good. Ares and Athena making s'mores together would be fun. Whether they're making them over like, an actual campfire, or making sucky s'mores using the microwave/maybe stove in their apartment. You could probably make s'mores with peeps now that I think about it, but I don't think that would taste as good

7, another long ask, but because I saw a different post where an asker numbered the stuff and it made it easier to answer, I numbered the paragraphs c:,. If you wanna be we can be weird online friends :D, sorry that I'm a cryptid who scurries around in the leaf litter of the internet like a tenrec instead of talking to people like a well adjusted human being. The ordeal of being known is mortifying after all :V!

-🌻 (my Easter was kinda sucky, this morning I just kinda awkwardly sat next to my breakfast for like 2 hours instead of eating it because the concept of putting the nice food that I enjoy into my mouth was not something my brain could get behind evidently, so I just put it in the fridge, then I went to IHOP with my family. And proceeded to sit there in the car as my parents argued while we sat outside waiting for like 25 minutes cuz apparently everyone wants to go to IHOP on Easter for some reason. I mean something that's interesting is that it snowed recently even through it's the middle of April. {Our seasons are hot, actually predictably nice going into chilly, cold and sad and grey and dry, and chaos/mud} but today it was like 60° out {16~C} and while I was sitting in the parking lot I could see the air wigging from heat above the cars in front of us, with snow on the mountains in the background. Kinda weird! Neat. The snow sticks around on the mountains cuz they're colder than the basin that Albuquerque sits in, due to being higher up. And the temperature can range so drastically cuz there's barely any humidity and NM generally is very high in altitude, so the sun can blast us and heat things up very fast, but the air doesn't retain heat so it also cools down really fast. Also the lowest altitude I'm regularly at is when I'm in Albuquerque, which is like 5000 something feet in the air, and the highest city in Germany is like 3000 feet in the air, so assuming you're in a city and not at the peak of a mountain or something, I'm at least 2000 feet above you at any given moment. Be very afraid /lh >:3)

Gods this ask is long and I went on tangents about me and the place I live in so often (I actively stopped and googled stuff for research purposes augh) I'm sorry ':D anyways farewell :2

Greetings and salutations 😉 (Yeah this is not a german greeting lmao)

Ohh yes you would definitely do that I just think that she would not be comfortable with calling herself a law student anyway because imposter syndrome, I think it's far more likely Ares would be like “my sister the law student” and Athena would always correct him. (Neurodivergent people just get it it is true, what's one supposed to do?) But yeah I totally see her preparing for law school in that way and increasing her workload even though that should not be even possible because she also has a job O.O

Ah, You know I go to college and I barely know how it works lol  obviously I go to college in Germany but at the same time I also don't know how German college works XD Thing is that Germany is divided into different states not quite unlike the US and all of the education systems are completely different so if somebody was like so how is school in Berlin I would be like I have no idea if they have schools /silly

So real tho. I was way too anxious about school so I kept up with classes pretty well but I cannot tell you what a cosine is it’s been like 5 years since I graduated lol

*ADHD has entered the chat* in school I used to be pretty punctual about my assignments like I would not do them super early but not super late either and I didn't have to study a lot (which is why my father still calls me lazy to this day even though an A is an A no matter how much you have to study for it… anyway) college I have totally adopted the “we pass we win” mindset because I cannot do anything more than that, so I feel you. I remember learning about the spoon thing with how many functional points you have available per day last year when I was in my internship and I was like there is no way that work is only 4 spoons out of 12 I am dying over here. Still applies honestly. Virtual hug <33  I firmly believe that Athena was the kind of person to read history books in her dorm room after class because well she already had the nerd image, there was no saving it now, might as well.

Owl stuffff

Thank you, to you as well :D Yes Easter is a thing in Germany. I don't know much about the traditions in other countries or honestly even in other families from mine, but we have egg hunt, chocolate, and the Easter bunny. There's also a more openly religious tradition where you make a lamb-shaped cake in reference to Jesus but that depends on how religious your family is ig. Peeps are indeed not a thing here please don't kill me XD They look adorable though. Hey candy that might be more unique to Easter in Germany might be these fondant eggs, they're just pure sugar I used to love them but my current pack is still half-full lmao.  For my family specifically we all come together on Easter and my grandma makes this buffet of food (insert me looking for a translation for it) uhhh so it’s nothing cooked, just bread and stuff to put on the bread lol Cold dinner is a big thing where I live and that’s our big easter tradition. :D (6.1, yeah we don’t really have those unfortunately. I had like Marshmallows that were not cold from the package like. Once. Lol. Have mercy on me. But yeah Ares and Athena need these microwave/stove smores they feel very “student” to me lol like instant noodles)

Yess thank you for numbering them it makes my structure-craving brain so much less anxious lol yayyy I acquired a cryptid friend :D *happy Tasha noises*

(damn I so feel the breakfast thing… food is weird. oh yay the family just being family, lovely :/ Damn snow at that time of year… it’s so warm here already, we’re at almost 20°C (68°F) I was wearing a dinosaur tshirt yesterday and regretted my undershirt lol damn you are above me :< how rude. Let me check how high up my city is lol… yeah okay my city is 1250 feet above sea-level apparently LMAO Lol I googled stuff too lmao)

byeee

[revserrayyu]

3.2 Amphoreus thoughts [part 1]

**Spoiler warning** for everything up til Dan Heng & Hyacine’s trip to the Grove as well as any other minor details I may or may not mention from later scenes. Who knows what my mind will end up focusing on and rambling about.

Well that’s procrastination at its finest. I remember a few essays and projects I delayed in the past and how quick my mind had to work in order to finish them last minute.

Huzzah, our Pokemon friend evolved. Having us become a demigod is concerning but not that big of a shock with how often we’ve been flipping time around since we landed here, but after we learn later that demigods sorta become the next Titans, does that mean we’ll be bound to stay in Amphoreus? It might be weird for one of their Titans to just roam across the stars on the Express, yea?

Oh bless her soul. Castorice is really trying her hardest to send us off with some good vibes.

We can always count on the Trailblazer to diffuse the tension with some simple, silly comment.

How many times are we gonna wake up and have someone or something looming over us like this? And for everyone complaining about all the mem mem mems we heard from our pink companion in previous patches, y’all can shush now. They speak perfectly fine now it seems.

Pardon the fuck me? What do you mean we have no future because we should’ve been dead the moment we crossed the sky?? The very end of 3.1 had me thinking we were going to die, especially since Castorice was planned to have major story focus during this patch; I didn’t even begin to think we were already dead.

Hello?? Danny boy, that seems like something you probably should’ve mentioned WAY earlier than this! Sure we seemed to walk around and act perfectly fine after we crashed landed here and that probably diminished his worries, but dang. I’m gonna assume he used his cloudhymn magic to heal us.

I originally thought Castorice was able to touch us without any danger because we had the stellaron instead of any normal heart or something that made us like a typical human, since we were sorta created out of nothingness by Kafka & SW, but that’s clearly ain’t the case.

Aw, poor girl really thought she was no longer cursed for a moment. I’m sorry to haven given you false hope, sweetie! You’re pretty though!

Conversations between Anaxa and Cerces never fails to be amusing. Shame it seems we won’t be getting any more after this patch. We need art of young Anaxa sleeping with his droma doll. For science.

Learning that he sacrificed his eye just to get a glance at his departed sister one last time is some fullmetal alchemist type stuff if I ever heard of it. Why’s it always the sisters too, huh? We lost Aventurine’s, Hanya’s (even though Xueyi still “lives” as a puppet), and now Anaxa’s. Hoyo, you better keep your grim, little hands always from the Landau siblings, I swear to god.

There’s not one ounce of remorse in her voice when she says this. Time really moves quick in game considering that day does inevitably arrive at the end of this patch, huh?

What a joy to hear Gnaeus again, as well as getting a glimpse of normal Cerces and being introduced to Polyxia, who we can easily check off as Castorice’s sister thanks to that one trailer. Really is a shame that such kind souls have to take the trial of the death titan of all things.

At first I thought this wasn’t true, because I explicitly remember Strife’s large lance or whatever striking us down in our train car upon arrival, but nah, she means we can’t escape this world because of Aquila. Jokes on you, Titan, you can’t stop me from doing my dailies somewhere else!

Dannie cares about us so darn much, awwww! He’ll do anything to prevent himself from losing anyone precious to him. I remember during the 3.2 livestream that they mentioned March & Dan Heng “will go far this year”, and somehow that planted the idea in my head that perhaps he’ll also get a new form, like we all assume March will get. Perhaps he’ll be Abundance. Just a thought.

Hyacine trying to intimidate Anaxa’s voice was comical, as well as us somehow answering Dan Heng’s question from somewhere else in the universe and having him commit to the bit.

So we learn from Hyacine that Anaxa left for the luminary throne to try and fuse himself with the titan’s coreflame before the black tide hit the Grove, which is all fine and well I guess, but makes me wonder if he could’ve possibly saved anyone else if he wasn’t so focused on himself and proving his theories. Seems like Cerces isn’t the only one he has his eye on however.

So.. this might somehow end up as four parts, which is surprising because I didn’t nearly enjoy this patch as much as the previous one, but yeah. Just to prevent them from being too short or too long I suppose.

[noa-art]

Linked Universe x Pokemon crossover: info

Background info

This crossover is the result of me spending a bit too long obsessing over the common concept of 'what would happen if x characters were in the pokemon universe' and having my usually nonexistent motovation latch onto it.

I've been stuck obsessing over this thing for probably well over a year and none of my friends are into these fandoms which means I have no consistent outlet for my ever growing brainrot that has burrowed a cosy spot into my brain. Thus my need to place it on tumblr in hopes that someone can appreciate this thing.

While I have a general idea for rules and character details in this au, a lot of it is made up of only half thought out stuff that I think is neat. There's probably tons of important au things that I have likely either never thought of or never found a concrete answer to. I also haven't made a story or anything like that. I just took the LU characters and the Lu fanfiction tropes I love and proceeded to dump them into the pokemon world. This also means that a lot of things that are not canon in the original Linked Universe timeline but are popular in fanfics will be present here.

Also quick disclaimer: while I love to draw for fun, I am by no means a professional artist. This means that my art is likely littered with mistakes and stuff like that. I am aware of this and I frankly don't care. I draw as a hobby and while I enjoy being able to make art, I am not trying to do it in any professional capacity. This also means that I am hella slow when it comes to drawing and I will procrastinate on stuff for months at a time if I'm nit in tve mood to actually draw.

Anyway this is just here cause I needed to share this brainchild so I hope you enjoy.

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AU rules

As stated before this is a crossover between Linked Universe and Pokemon. More specifically it takes the characters within LU and places them into the pokemon universe. The zeldas of this universe are mostly based of the zeldas of the wisdomverse by linderosse.

• Each Adventure for a Link equates to a pokemon journey

• Villains from the games are evil team leaders

• The Zelda's are from a prominent family that is blessed by Arceus

• Each pokemon journey has an associated legendary pokemon (I have not fully charted these out)

• Every Link is most closely associated with one specific legendary pokemon

• Every link has had a mythical pokemon as a companion

• Each child from the lineage blessed by arceus has a godgiven pokemon. These are always fairy type pokemon and have perfect IV's

• The triforce is represented by the lake trio: azelf=courage, uxie=wisdom and mesprit=power

• Every pokemon team has a theme, some are more obvious (and were easier to choose) than others

• I tried to limit the amount of shiny pokemon, but if a shiny was a better fit I picked the shiny

• I tried to stay within canon bounds, but if a pokemon absolutely needed a specific color, I gave it that color (if the anime can do it, then so can I)

• Some of the Links will use the gimmicks from later pokemon games, these usually have reasons that will be explained

• Each Link is associated with a pokemon region. This has zero relevance and is mostly based on vibes, it is not actually where they're from.

• The actual pokemon regions might exist, but I'm more likely to use them as an approximation for vibes than a concrete location

Headcannons that are present in this au

• Legend and Fable are twins

• Echoes of wisdom zelda is aurora

Major things I am uncertain about

• Are the Zeldas actual royalty or are they just from an important family

[thepaintedsable]

Sketchbook page, but this time I think I've found a thing I like. That's Not My Neighbor OC and a few extra worldbuilding concepts for them + a little sketchbook Journaling to commemorate the northern lights being pushed down across the entire US!

Talking headcannons/fun concept stuff and closeups under the cut:

Have I played TNMN? No. Do I think I'd even like playing TNMN? Probably not for more than a few minutes or when I need a repetitive task to procrastinate or something. Not a fault of the game, just not my style haha. Does the concept of postwar/Cold War era monster horror intrigue me to no end? Hell yeah.

I'm not too into history, really, but I don't think people are digging into that fact enough. It is Febuary of 1955. Nineteen. Fifty-five. The Second World War was only a decade ago, the second red scare and McCarthyism is still on fire in the states, the US-soviet arms race is in full force, the Cold War is still weighing heavy on citizens minds, and a lot more stuff I’m not educated enough to remember!!! But what's this? There's non-human creatures of unknown origins preying upon citizens, often attempting to take the form of a human being but failing and producing horrible, mangled excuses for the human form as a result? To the point where we have a whole new protective service to deal with their capture and new jobs formed to watch communal living facilities?

Are apparement complexes more or less popular, considering the risks of living without a doorman and those of living in a highly populated area? Is the arms race contributing to more weapons being created for the common citizen, for the DDD? How does this change the political situation, the rumors, the drama? Gosh, the world must be on fire in that regard!

Why, the draft is in very recent memory. Why wouldn't they employ it to instate their doormen? I mean, not many would want to be face to face with a traumatizing, intelligent monster, even behind glass.

Meet Doorman #365, an unfortunate fellow drafted to be locked in the building, forced to wear a gas mask used in the last great war, and entrusted with a dozen human lives!!! Yay! He's been nicknamed "Leroy" by his residents, to give him a more... human touch. Really, they find the masks and military nature of this new batch of doormen to be highly unsettling, but it must be for their own good, right? I mean, just look what happend to the old doormen who didnt have these safety measures, the old tenants...

Drafted and unhappy about it, he is basically on house arrest within the building, and what used to be just an office space and surprisingly large janitors closet is now officially his apartment. Whenever out of the enclosed parts of his room, he is expected to be in full uniform, mask included. He is currently one of two Doormen stationed at his building, the senior of the pair. Neither knows what the other actually looks like. Doormen are escorted by DDD to new complexes and should not be allowed to enter otherwise.

The masks were found to confuse some of the less intelligent doppelgangers, producing much more obvious yet twisted forms as they attempted to replicate what they believed to be extra or less eyes (glass visors), intestines (breathing tubes), etc. at the residences that employed them. It swiftly became policy. With some tweaks, the old gas masks of the war could also mask voices as well. To avoid further issues of doormen being copied, doormen were bid to stay indoors and stay covered at all times. Being extremely unpopular job, a draft was set.

Doormen must appear friendly, though! So styling and care of uniform also became extremely important. This is mostly up to the doorman (to increase morale, of course!) so each uniform, and therefore each building, will have its own personality :) DDD graciously supplies all uniform pieces, room decorations, and weekly rations for their Doormen, selected from the catalog! Residents are encouraged to increase connection to their doormen, though, so home-cooked meals and outside trinkets are not uncommon.

Leroy is not... enthused about this job. Hes not even allowed to use his actual name outside of his coworker, and he thinks he might be going a little stir crazy at this point. He certainly wouldn't have chosen this position for himself, but his birthday was picked, so what can he do? Desert? And be hunted down like a doppelganger? Hell no. At least he gets to sit behind some hopefully bulletproof glass and surely reinforced walls all day. His residents aren't too bad (he thinks some try too hard at not seeming suspicious, though), his coworker is... undecided, and even though the doppelgangers are, well, scary they haven't been too clever at his location. He often gets handed newspaper clippings or used wrappers instead of the entry forms and IDs. They're getting smarter, just very slowly. He hopes he isn't around when they wise up.

I really enjoy thinking about all this lol.

[girlnextdoor099]

Overcoming social anxiety/awkwardness

Heyyy babes! And welcome to the first 2015 (2025, if ur not delusional like me) post!

So, I was just planning some goals for this year and I had one that i thought I could talk about. I love to talk, and I love my friends and I actually have a good amount of friends, and I'd say I'm pretty "normal" in school and stuff, but I'm actually like so awkward sometimes!

Like literally I wanna talk to all these girls at school, compliment them, be friends with them, talk to them, be in their groups, but it's always so hard for me! And literally all I do all day is just sit in classes and do my work. And that's literally what you're supposed to do, but sometimes it's a little sad and I feel like I look like stand-offish sometimes. And I have my own group and my friends and stuff so I don't need to talk to these girls, but I want to have new friends and just like omg, these girls are just so fun I want to be friends and they make it look so easy but GIRL it's not, or maybe it is? I think it is and I'm just overthinking it, probably like a lot of other people are also, maybe even you.

So, here are some tips I thought of that I'm going to follow to overcome this fear and be more outgoing this year, and if you need them too then we're on this journey together babes!

1.Stop Waiting For The "Right Time"

There will never be a "right time", this is just a way of procrastinating taking a step forward. If you think, "Oh her outfit is cute, maybe I could compliment her", then go do it, NOW! Don't wait, and think, "Well I don't look that good today, I'll wait for tomorrow" Or any other excuse, the time you think of it is the right time.

2. Stop Caring Who They're With

Whoever you want to talk to doesn't need to be alone for you to talk to them. If anything, their friends seeing you compliment them or talk to them, that might make them think more positively of you anyways! And who cares if they're with other "cool" people, or with a big group, or it seems like they're with their judgy friends. Those people don't matter, you're not talking to them, you're saying a simple comment or conversation, it doesn't matter what other people think about you or anything you're doing.

3. Nobody is "Cooler"

You are the same as everyone else. It doesn't matter who they are, you are all just students or just people, nobody gets to be on a pedestal and seen as "wiser" or "cooler" and nobody is beneath you. It's literally nothing, just people.

4. Say What You Mean, Say Whatever, Who Cares?

Who cares if people look at you weird for talking to a certain person? Who cares if someone laughs or they don't take the joke or the compliment the right way? Who cares if they are judgy or rude? You don't care, you are unbothered. And you don't have to say something funny or crazy, you're not trying to stand out all of a sudden or something, just trying to talk to new people, simple! And if people are acting some sort of way about what you did or said, that's their problem and they have their own things to deal with. They are just nobodies, literally!

5. Start Slowly

(I'm using a school point of view, because that's where I need to improve on this!) Start talking to people slowly, try talking to one new person a day for a week, then two people, then 3, or longer conversations, or talking to a boy/girl instead of the same gender. There's many things to start convos, like the easiest, compliments, then there's asking a question in class, offer or ask for help, asking to borrow something, sharing an opinion in a convo, and many more! Just think of random things to do as you go through your day to have an opportunity to say something.

6. Be Confident

I know this is the like stupidest most cliche thing ever, and I'm even still mastering it, but be confident. Just doing whatever makes you feel confident first can even help. If you can't immediately step into confidence or always be confident, listen to your confidence playlist, practice, ect. Remember, this is just a small little leap of bravery, everything will go fine! The majority of people you talk to will be normal and nice, and you have nothing to worry about. DONT OVERTHINK IT!

7. You Are a Lot Cooler, Prettier/Handsomer, To Other People Than You May Think of Yourself

A lot of the time we think we are worse than we really are. We see our flaws more than anyone else because we are always with ourselves. You may compare yourself and doubt yourself, but at the end of the day nobody sees those tiny little flaws or notices if you're scared when you talk to them or anything like that. You're a lot better than you may think!!

8. Do You Want to Be Afraid of This Forever?

Talking to other people is one of the most important things you will do in your life. There no better time to get over this fear and master talking to people than NOW. You are young and this is your time to practice everything, especially socializing. Nobody will remember one random thing you said to someone in like 5 years, so why are you letting this small thing dictate whether you are shy forever?

That's all the tips I have for now, please let me know if these are good and if you have any more please share them! And remember, I struggle with this awkwardness and so many people do too, even the prettiest girls struggle too. You will be so proud of yourself for doing this, and I'm so proud of you, I'm so proud of us!

Love you babes,

xoxo,

Samantha

[whumpisgoodwhumpislife]

HEY

I am going to start off and say I am NOT good with words so sorry if the wording is strange

ANYWAYS, I just wanted to say you’re really epic, and I’ve probably been lurking for a good while and wanted to make my appreciations known because it's been too damn long I let my brain psyche me out of this.

For some most likely unwanted exposition Given my severe social anxiety and overthinking and procrastination and the urge to not send anything unless my perfectionist mind is satisfied with the message (it never is) and general struggle with getting my brain thoughts down coherently, I have constructed a way for myself so I can let my appreciations be known to you, the receiver, without any of the above happening (as much…really hope this isn’t oversharing, I’m just giving context)

Said way is essentially in this post from my account (@idkanonymystuff):

https://www.tumblr.com/idkanonymystuff/771497664659537920/finally-did-it-big-unhinged-appreciation-post-for?source=share

Hopefully that link works but if it doesn't, just search up the tag (it should have an image of a pochita and aerodynamics of a corgi) and go to the link that says "big ass appreciation post" and you'll get it :)

I most likely have much more specific appreciations if like to say but, again, all of the above and me having a really hard time getting my thoughts to be coherent in word form hence me sending my appreciations this way. But that post is, as it will explain itself, a glimpse into what my brain thinks about your work (whatever it is) put into barely coherent words. What I CAN get coherent in this moment is that the stuff you write is an absolute piece of art. I read the story involving Everest and it was so damn good, like, no words I could come up with could do it justice. Not sure if there's an ending at this point in time but I hope the boy gets the comfort they need. And all the other stuff you make is also delicious, like, how do you come up with the ideas and then write them out? Seriously, what- HOW? Also, and not sure if this is strange to bring up, but exploring the whole permanent consequences/injuries is so interesting to me (in a good way) and you write it phenomenally! Keep it up! Most of the other things in my head are not coherent but the appreciation post should basically sum up everything.

I apologize if it comes off as too strong and hope you’re having a great day/night and taking care of yourself and continue to do the cool stuff that you do :D

-idk (the tag I will use if I ever interact again, probably gonna stay lurking tho)

Link

Never apologize for compliments! And... Wow thanks !

I started writing because I had this silly little story in mind, and now I receive this. You have no idea how great it feels to be acknowledged, and to know that people enjoy your work.

Also, I get you for the perfectionism and anxiety, lol. I scratched so many appreciation asks because I was scared to come off as dumb, or "too much".

So thanks a lot, I just needed a little pat to my ergo to motivate me 👍

[koreanbibliophilegirl]

Do you perhaps want to info dump about your DSMP superpower AU?

Totally not asking to procrastinate on literally writing my own. Nah. I don’t even know what procrastination is.

SKLFDJSJHDJFLH INFODUMPING ABOUT MY AU? ALWAYS. I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED.

Okay so! Where should I start? *rubs hands like that one evil toddler cousin on Christmas*

The background setting!

So the fic already has a name, but I'm keeping it AND the MC secret as a lil surprise for when the fic is eventually published. All I will say about it is, it's not Tommy. *gasp*

Tommy does appear though, so I'll start there to avoid detection I think.

He works at the bakery(yes, it's owned by Niki Nihachu), which is right around the corner from the hero headquarters. So heroes are always stopping by for baked goods, especially since Niki's girlfriend, Puffy, has a son who's one of the top heroes, and he told all his friends about how good the bakery is.

And, of course, true to all the clichés, Tommy and his two roommates work as vigilantes. They don't work only at night, though. They work at lunchtime as well, since they all get an hour of lunch break & a lot of villains are out and about around that time. Counterintuitive, but then again, there are a lot of people in the streets to nab as hostages, and some villains actively seek out heroes to fight anyway. Like Redrum, known as the sharp-clawed, since he's apparently a catshifter (or general shapeshifter, who knows) who goes around stabbing heroes.

Tubbo works at the mechanics, his boss is retired hero/hero trainer Sam Dude(known as Warden during his time)! Sam retired among controversy though, because of issues surrounding the Hero HQ's former resident healer/ex-licensed hero, Lemon Balm. Tubbo couldn't care less though, Sam's nice and lets him take spare parts home for inventing(read: making vigilante gadgets).

Ranboo helps out at the local library, with Technoblade(last name unknown) as his boss! They're also the first out of the vigilante team Bench Trio to find out that Techno is the Blood God, one of the most popular vigilantes currently active, and one half of the elusive Emerald Duo.

Phil runs a bird shelter, and when he's out as the Angel of Death, he sometimes lets the crows from the shelter follow him around!

Kristin is a hero-turned-vigilante, formerly Miss Trixtin, currently the Goddess of Death. She's a bit busy with her day job atm though so she's taking a bit of a break from her vigilante job.

Wilbur is their son who left home after an argument about vigilantism not helping reform the corrupt hero system. He's a villain called Silver Tongue now. He keeps stealing important stuff from the Hero HQ with Fundy. He gets pretty close with Tommy after regularly visiting his (adoptive) son's workplace :D

Bench Trio's vigilante names are Aerie(Tommy- telekinesis + singing to plants to make them grow), Bee Bomb(Tubbo- honey colored explosive energy balls & metal manipulation), and Endgame(Ranboo- teleportation & compression, plus they can bite through anything)!

(Double powers are uncommon but not too rare, triple powers are EXTREMELY rare.)

Tommy's bakery coworkers are Fundy Soot(villain- helps his adoptive father, Wilbur, on his little outings. Ability to go unnoticed by everyone and anyone. It works on technology as well. He's also a general shapeshifter in theory, but he can't transform into animals bigger than a fox.), Badboy Halo(civillian- he can make red vines grow out of the ground! This saved Skeppy's butt once, cuz they used to live in the same neighborhood & went to the same schools, and one time Skeppy fell off the flagpole of the middle school. Bad's vines caught him midair.), and later on Ant Frost(🤫).

Niki herself is actually a former hero who resigned, she got too much hate about her power(copying others' powers for a short while). Puffy, who was her partner, retired a few years later, since she'd decided to adopt the orphan boy who had applied for the hero training program, and she'd need more money than she was making as a hero who had lost most of her popularity. She became a therapist, and fully supported her new son Foolish throughout his hero training!

Puffy and Niki never really talked about their relationship, but since Puffy's power is reading minds & emotions, and Niki can copy her power, they didn't have to. One day they just started telling people they were taken, and that was that.

Foolish is a popular hero who can call up storms & has the additional power of building anything in the blink of an eye! His partner(both work AND romantic) is Eret, who can control people's actions if they catch sight of her glowing white eyes. Their hero names are the Golden Shark and Monarch respectively.

Tina is also a hero, she graduated the hero training program with Foolish, but her powers(always landing on her feet when she falls, enhanced senses including night vision, and stealth) coincide too much with the top hero, Dream(can't get hurt from falling, slowing down time to give himself time to think, some enhanced agility), and she didn't get very popular. This will soon change though, Tina is the GOAT and everyone will know it.

Speaking of Tina, Hannah Rose the retired hero! She runs a flower shop! She retired after one of her wings was ripped during a fight, the physical therapy took a while and her popularity dropped like a stone. She realized how unfair the hero system was to unpopular heroes and decided to retire. Her wings still haven't recovered, her flight balance is too off for her to even consider flying more than a few feet off the ground, and more than a few seconds.

Las Nevadas! Quackity! He's one of the rare triple powered people! Golden duck wings, can manipulate card-shaped objects(a form of telekinesis), and has the ability to control odds(only if he's aware of all the variables though. It won't work very well if there are unknown factors).

Charlie! May be an elder god, may be the devil, who knows! He can turn into green slime, create green slime(with various properties), and additionally, knows everything about everyone. Nobody actually knows if this is a power or not, but it's certainly terrifying paired with his cheerful, optimistic personality.

Purpled! His skin is basically invincible, fireproof, acidproof, poisonproof, you name it. He also has perfect aim, which is very handy since he's an assassin. His sibling Punz is also an assassin, but they has flight trajectory manipulation and his eyes can zoom in on anything.

Skeppy. He's not part of the mafia, but he might as well be becuase he's literally always there. Nobody knows how he does it. But. He. Is. Always. There. He can summon diamonds though so nobody's complaining😊 lol

(But seriously, he's also fun to hang out with and plan pranks with. The mafia world is full of people who want something from you/have ulterior motives, and it's nice to hang out with someone who doesn't want anything from you other than keeping him company and talking with him.)

Sam, Foolish and Punz are friends! Sam suspects Punz is mafia but keeps quiet about it(he isn't about to make the same mistake as last time), Foolish is oblivious. Punz loves his homies, but is stressed bc Foolish has a v strict moral code and would not be happy if he finds out Punz is mafia.

Uhhh who have I not talked about, KARLNAP. Sapnap was a vigilante(he failed the training program interview) who quickly got recruited by the heroes, Karl was the same but a while later! Sapnap got patrols with Dream and GeorgeNotFound(all three go by their actual names as heroes, though Sapnap's vigilante name was Flame) and immediately gained a huge following(besides his fans from his vigilante days), but Karl(a.k.a. Timekeeper) wasn't that well-known even as a vigilante. He didn't give up though, and trained extremely hard every day. Then one day Sapnap saw him in the training area and got an instant crush. They talked, Sapnap began asking to be paired with Karl for duo patrols, they started dating, and now they're both famous & known as the ultimate power couple :3

Hmm, it feels kinda anticlimactic to end like this, so have a codename compilation!

Tommy- Aerie(place to rest suspended in the air. Tommy can float things in the air so I thought the name fit.)

Tubbo- Bee Bomb(Bee Bombs are wildflower seed balls that you leave out in the garden/in pots to grow wildflowers. I thought Tubbo would like the name, since his energy balls are supposed to smell sweet like wildflower honey.)

Ranboo- Endgame(They're so overpowered with their teleportation and compression that Tommy and Tubbo insisted his appearance alone would signal the beginning of the endgame. Nicknamed Ender.)

Technoblade- the Blood God(obviously.)

Philza- the Angel of Death(also obviously.)

Wilbur- Silver Tongue(for his silver tongue.)

Fundy- either Nonexistent or Ghost, haven't really decided yet

Kristin- (formerly) Miss Trixtin, (currently) the Goddess of Death

Foolish- the Golden Shark

Tina- Carrot Cat

Eret- Monarch

Niki- (formerly) Copycat

Puffy- (formerly) Captain Puffy

Karl- Timekeeper

(Mafia Codename explanation here)

Quackity- Rey Club, King of Clubs

Purpled- Tyrian Spade

Punz- Lapis Lazuli Spade, Ace of Spades

Hannah- (formerly) Faerie, (currently) Bitterbriar Diamond

Skeppy- Adamant Heart(since he's always there anyway, they just gave him a codename.)

Charlie- Dresden Diamond, Jack of Diamonds

Ponk- Lemon Balm/Sorrento Heart(they still go by Lemon Balm as a vigilante)

Ant- Redrum

Eryn- Demon

Aimsey- Daisy(star and Eryn are villains who want to reform society as a whole by blowing up buildings. Only when they're empty tho cuz Aimsey doesn't want to kill ppl)

Velvet: Red Flag

Welp, that's all for now! If there's anything else you'd like to know, please feel free to ask further! I really enjoyed answering this, thank you so much for the ask! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

-Lilly xx

(P. S. Almost forgot; HBomb is the owner & sole employee of a cat café with a maid event on Saturdays.)

[bloggedanon]

TOY COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN. DM IF INTERESTED, OR IF YOU JUST WANT TO DONATE.

Alright, listen up, folks.

My hours have been reduced to nothing for months now on account of disabilities I'm trying to get treated for, I got a med bill I wasn't expectin' in the mail, and now I'm woefully far from bein' able to pay for my upcoming psychiatrist appointment, which I have to pay for by the 24th of this month. This one is really important because there's a strong probablility this one will be the one to prescribe me some meds that just might enable me to be able to acually take care of myself (read: actually function at all) for the first time in my life. I'm prolly gonna need like $300 to cover the appointment. I ain't askin' y'all to help me for free, however.

I can sew together little pillow monster things. They have zipper mouths and button eyes. They're hand-sewn, from a pet-free home.

This is my oldest (and smallest) example. about 7" wide and tall. The ones I'm proposing to sell will be about 9" wide and tall.

Here are the buttons and (9) zippers I have available for this endeavor. (Sorry about the lighting.) Note the loops on the zipper pulls for easier zipping.

Uhh, those are soda can pull tabs in the corner. Ignore that, I'm procrastinating on working on a project.

In terms of fabric, I have fleece and flannel of various colors. 'S all preshrunk in a washer and dryer, but I don't have a good way to showcase or store fabric other than shoving it all into one plastic bag. That aside, here's the flannel I have:

(Dark blue, light blue, teal, white, space [small amount], and scales [purple, blue, and green scales, small amount])

And here's the fleece:

(Purple, red, orange, and black [small amount])

Note how I have more of some colors in one material or another than in others. This means certain body surface colors may not be possible due to material limitations. I have a whole bunch of thread colors, and just an overall abundance of thread tho 👍

These are custom made to order, and the production is paid in advance. You can do custom colors (body, front vs back color, the color of the inside of the mouth, whether or not you want it to have a tongue, number / color of eyes) and you can POTENTIALLY do other customizations. (Want it to have a ridge on its back like a cartoon dinosaur? Want me to give it horns? Want me to try to figure out how tassles work? Want it to have floppy, doofy, cow-lookin' ears? [I recommend fleece for these kinds of additions, trust me on this one.]) Shape alterations mmmmaayyyyy be possible, but that's pretty dubious. Bear in mind that any customizations / additions will likely drive priduction time wayyy up, and there are things I might not be able to do.

Shipping will be paid seperately, and at the time of shipping. I can't really afford to cover shipping, but also I have no earthly idea how to calculate shipping. I have a tiny scale at home now that I can use to weigh the finished product, but that's about it. These are gonna have to be personally taken to the post office, which means a lot of walking. I dunno, we'll figure it out.

This is all being said and shown in the interest of maximum transparency with this stuff. You will recieve update images with progress on your little monster dude, and you're gonna have to give feedback on the button placements and angles before I sew 'em on so that way I know I've got the look you want on it.

Payments are done over Paypal.

Base price: $35 USD + shipping

Comm slots open: 9

Customizations and additions will add to the price, but the extent to which it happens is (sort of) negotiable. Most customizations are going to be (sort of) experimental on my end, and hand sewing takes forever, especially when you have "everything magically is really hard and takes too long" disease.

If I hit my goal, I'll stop accepting donations. If all 9 commission slots are taken, I will update this post with a good ol'-fashioned pinned reblog and close commissions AND donations. Note that I can only work on one pillow monster at a time, and that it's on a first-come-first-serve basis. If I'm working on one and you want to commission one, I'll let you know and ask if you wanna wait for it. You'll get a number (1-9) to signify whose order I need to do next.

In the meantime, I need to go pop out and sell some blood plasma, probably. 🤡

[jumpywhumpywriter]

Feel the need to impulsively say/explain myself (yay overthinking and social anxiety lol), but just figured I’d say that I am reading all the new installments, just that the brain ain’t braining for comment production because spring break means the brain turns off for, like, everything.

So ye, your writing is great, just taking a brain break I guess is the best to call it for the most part (and I am sharing that because overthinking is making me think that it might just seem like I ghosted you, which feels dumb because it’s the internet and not everyday life and it’ll still be there and no one’s (okay some people probably) chronically online, but that’s why brain breaks are important I guess)

Feel free to leave this in the ask box or post it or respond however (or not at all) since this feels more like a polite notice and I am very much overthinking this entire thing but ye hope you’re having a good spring break (if you’re even doing that) and maybe I’ll ignore everything above and still interact, but much later.

Really hope this isn’t strange or awkward, and I hope you’re having a wonderful day/night and are taking care of yourself and staying hydrated and all that jazz :]

All of your work is still epic, just might be too brain tired to leave comments (or at the very least word-smashes of amazement) and I really hope I’m not making this strange again because why am I like this /lh (lighthearted) too late to overthink die like a man—

-idk (gods smite my brain stop overthinking i apologize sincerely [insert Japanese apology Olympics video] ahhh)

Also technical nudge for other ask? Absolutely no pressure just ✨remembrance✨ in case memory forgo okay bye—

This is such a sweet message! I REALLY appreciate it! (Seriously though, stuff like this is exactly what keeps me going when I don't feel motivated to write anything)

I enjoy getting all your messages, comments, and asks -- even if I don't respond to them right away because overthinking/procrastinating is a (>insert censored word here<) and sucks. So thnk you!