#IDK IF I SHOULD ADD MORE LOL

[shima-draws]

There’s RAINBOW checkmarks now??? Might just have to indulge myself boys

[soosoosoup]

Chord Striker Au by @thatbennybee

[candyje11yfish]

wip💖

[bandtrees]

they would get divorced in one universe just to find eachother in another one

alternatively titled: sometimes you're the level-headed token flesh-head impulse-control-and-polycule-member of a stubborn, eccentric, and hearty telephone-headed drug addict, and there's cruelty in the world you deem fit to suicidally fight, and that either goes about as well as you'd expect it to, or you learn about love and the value of your life and junk along the way

[codgod]

yeah you could say i’m pretty normal

[stupidrant]

Since we’re on the topic of video games, im tired of these fucking remakes. Ive said it before but i’ll say it again each time. These companies dont wanna invest in an actually good remaster or port and would rather waste their time with these remakes bcuz “ooh look how shiny and better the graphics look!!1!1!1” often times it has an empty feeling because everything has to be ultra realism super 6000. Its gotten so bad that now regular gamers are starting to gaslight you into playing or enjoying them. So much has been lost artistically, (like the cool UI designs) that it’s now considered “juvenile” and that i need to “grow up” and “accept it” 😂

[shoyostar]

original pinned

[ ARCHIVING! ]

hi hii so,,, after a lot of thought and contemplating i think it’d be best for me to archive this blog </3

i came to tumblr nearly a year ago and it’s been fun but now i’m drained + uninspired, n i js have so much stress n negative emotions associated w this blog that now its time to leave and maybe start anew ?

who knows! :>

i’ve gone back and forth with if i should delete my works here or not bcs ik lots of people love them but they’ve js been a constant bad reminder to me and i’m not proud of most of them anymore :<< but as of rn i’ll be leaving them + this blog up!!

(may change in the future but i’m scared of the deact button LOL)

js kinda being on here stresses me out and its no longer fun so i hope that by doing this i can have some peace + you still get to read my old stuff :3

i started this blog js before my first year of uni and i never expected to stay this long on tumblr honestly,, like i was js gonna post a bit for fun n delete my acc LOL but i’m vv thankful for the almost 2k of you who stuck around and enjoyed my writing ^_^

youre all vv sweet n i wish i couldve provided more writing on here for yall to read before archiving this blog TvT i feel like i have nothing here honestly LOL

if my blog does deact, i may repost my fics on my new blog but for now i js wanna be lwk on here and not have to worry abt updating so many series at the same time (so sorry to all dfh, vbs, loveholic ++ all other fans of my ongoing series :<< the stress to write and update is too much for me to handle 😞)

please take care of yourselves and i hope to catch you again someday if you find me !! :3

bye bye!

[inniave]

changed around some of the posters in my little music corner

[dekarios]

i’m getting sick to death of this

[stergeon]

> FERDINAND II.

And so your PLANT shall henceforth be known as FERDINAND II.

The thought of needing to inform FERDINAND I of his having a namesake makes you a bit ill, but you are already hard at work devising several plausible excuses for the gesture. Something about how you've named it after the one most invested in its naming, or how it is similarly prone to drooling. Yes. Yes, you will be able to deflect quite easily, should the need arise. It has nothing to do with your fondness for FERDINAND or your desire for a substitute in his imminent absence, no—again, you are not so prone to sentimentality. It's about the drool.

Well, anyway. Best to move on with your day and think about something else, lest you grow maudlin or cultivate further affection for the PLANT. May the GODDESS be merciful and never cause you to develop inclinations that could be described as paternal.

Now that your plant has received sufficient care, it is time for COFFEE. You set to making your morning brew. By CHANCE, there happens to be sufficient water remaining in the kettle for FERDINAND I to have TEA, should he wish it.

Per your TIMEPIECE, it is now a quarter to eight. You have made excellent progress on your PRE-BREAKFAST TO-DO LIST thus far: the only remaining task is to remove FERDINAND. You are starting to get rather peckish and would like to be rid of him quickly, but over the past week, you have found that extracting the man from YOUR QUARTERS is a more arduous task than it ought to be.

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[guinevereslancelot]

a koi pond for your dash:

❀ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 ༄ ❀ 𓆝 𓆟 ༄ ❀ 𓆞 𓆝 ❀ ༄ ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

[arinmoss]

gouache painting practice :3

[thetardisisnotourdivision]

Hey did I ever tell y'all about the time I dreamed that I had a baby daughter called Ellie that began with my finding out I was pregnant and ended on like her third birthday?

I legitimately woke up thinking "I should go check on Ellie" and then realised she was never real and when I tell you I SOBBED. I've been haunted by an implacable sense of loss ever since. Did I travel to another dimension? Wtf happened because that was insane.

[weezerlvr228]

rivers if he was absorbed by poisonous gas but didn’t care too much

[idontknowmyownmind]

A story idea around Heniroksoo

Heniroksoo who accidently found the 'gate' where the monsters came from

Let's pretend that no one know where the mosters came from because no one ever find a 'gate' and think that they just exist one day

Those who found one are 'missing' the moment they step in

This is the start of his journey on different worlds destroying the 'heart' of the gates

Every monster came from different worlds, worlds similar to his but already in ruin or destroyed by the monsters that also came out of nowhere

Everytime he destroyed the 'heart' he will be teleported to earth in 5 seconds count

And as he destroyed them, it lead to the beginning or the starting line where the monsters came from

Along his journey, he met a lot of new people from different worlds or the 'remains' of them who is 'lucky' like him, from his world and from another, to find the gate

[iwanttobepersephone]

Oooh oooh ooh Kore I am curious, beautiful curls? What's that one all about?

It's my favorite oneeeeee!!! I'm just gonna copy and paste the whole thing from a Google doc cause it's pretty short. If you want EXTRA vibes, you can listen to this song because that's what I was listening to when I first came up with this

We start the scene in a dark, dimly lit bedroom. It's clearly night outside, around 9 pm. We don't see any source of light, but it feels as if there's a singular candle nearby lighting up the area. Halt is sitting on the very edge of his mother's bed, feet crossed under him. He's around 8 years old.

Halt's mother is across the room, we don't see her but we know she's there. She's grabbing something, and she walks around the bed and sits down behind Halt, quietly humming. (If you pay attention to the music, you'll know the tune she's humming)

She begins to lightly brush through Halt's hair, trying not to destroy any curls as she does so. Brushing curly hair, even with a widely spaced brush as she's using now, is a fickle task. Halt sits, content, happy, and staring at the ground in front of the bed. There's a fancy looking carpet, a basket half spilled under the bed, and a burgundy-red stain on the wood floors.

After a while, she begins quietly talking. She's complimenting Halt, but only about his hair. "Your curls are so beautiful, Halt" she whispers, so softly you might think she's talking to herself. "They're one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen”

Halt turns his eyes, but not his head, to look to his side. He can't see his mother any better, but it's closest to where the sound was coming from. "Thank you, momma! I don't think anyone's ever called me beautiful before!” He sounded overjoyed at the compliment, but he didn't want to move, knowing his mother would lecture him for shifting while she's taking care of his hair

There's a small silence as Halts mother sets down the brush to pull apart a knot in his hair by hand. When she finally speaks, she forces a gentle, caring voice, "No, darling, not you, your hair.”

His mother continues humming that same tune she was before. Halt stares at the floor again. Slowly, he mumbles, "why not me?” Not for the first time, I may add.

His mother continues humming. She does this all the time. When she doesn't want to answer a question, she pretends she didn't hear him. Or maybe it's because she wants to punish him for mumbling? She’s confusing like that, he can never tell what she wants. He says it again, clearer,

"Why can't I be beautiful, momma?”

"Because men can't be beautiful, Halt”

She says it so matter-of-factly, so sure of herself, Halt doesn't even question that what she's saying may not be true.

"Men are made to lie, cheat, hurt, and abuse. And people who do those things could hardly be considered beautiful, can they, dear?”

"Oh," Halt says, "I guess not”

There's another silence as the wind roars outside, And Halt feels a little chill down his arms from the draft.

"But your curls... oh, darling, they're wonderful," his mother says, "If you take care of them, well, you may just become the first man to be beautiful”

Halt turns around now, forgetting about his mothers rules on staying still.

"Really?”

"Yes," his mother sighs, "just promise me you'll take care of your curls, ok? That you'll make sure they're always nice and beautiful. And promise me you'll never be like your father, ok? Never, ever, be like your father.”

"I promise!" He said, with the full sincerity that only a young child could have