#also if you ask me where this is you are going in the Void (I took some liberties and also I am NOT looking at maps. too hard to draw rn!!)

[lostinthe-void-666]

I apologize in advance.

I will also share more notes about each one of these, not just writing.

WIP’s, in date of last posting:

#1 - The Lost and Found (is where I found you)

Desc: Identical twins, trans Xisuma and Ex, completely unaware that it’s the other when Ex signs up for a new job, but really, how long can they actually be in denial?

5 +1

MY CHILDREN.

#2 - The axolotl X series

Desc: Exactly what it sounds like

Will write more for the second work or answer questions about the third work I have planned

#3 - Role Reversal AU (no proper name yet)

Desc: Ex gets X banned to the Void in season one by lying to the Hermits and essentially taking his place. That’s it, that’s the fic.

Joking about the above I am overflowing with ideas

#4 - Who says we run from the sun? (No proper title so that’s what we’re calling it- I just made that up on the spot)

Desc: Voidwalker Xisuma escapes to season one after his home is destroyed. Unfortunately, he doesn’t know what these creatures are, and he doesn’t know that they’re saying.

#5 - The sillies with Xisuma and Wels

Desc: Series of agere X and Wels fics, essentially

#6 - “They placed that microphone into your hands and said ‘The world is listening to you, my friend’” (no official title, I just think Rule #35 - Microhone fits the fic, just a bit.)

Desc: Xisuma was born the Chosen One of their god, the one that would solve everything, once he came of age. Ex resents X for being the golden child, but many secrets lurk within that family.

#7 - Home is so far away (no proper title.)

Desc: Xisuma is kidnapped by these… things, he doesn’t know what they’re saying, and they’ve been playing with him, almost. X just really misses his home.

Drafts:

#1 - The People in the Glass

Desc: “While cleaning your attic, you find a box of glass balls with names on them. You accidentally drop one, and as soon as it shatters, a person appears.”

A prompt that was gonna be for a oneshot but got out of hand quickly

A strange group as our MC’s for this one (GIGS + BOATEM - Mumbo) don’t ask. I don’t know.

#2 - I loved you like the sun

Jimmy/Tango/Scott

Desc:

My friend coerced me into writing this /nm

#3 - You’re making a wreck of broken glass

Desc: The Hermits are unknowingly awful to Xisuma, traumatizing him

I don’t see enough of this trope so I needed to write some myself

#4 - Tales from the Void (Writren and Orchestrated by the Boatem Crew)

Desc: Stories from the Boatem crew in the Void, one chapter from each of their perspectives

#5 - Surviving (not the proper title.)

Desc: Little nightmares as hermitcraft.

I came up with this recently and I’m already so ready to write. I love it.

#6 - I forget what it’s like to be normal (not offical title)

Desc: Aftermath of season 8, Xisuma is sort of suffering. The fact that the Hermits don’t know he’s trans is making it worse, and he wish it didn’t have to.

I made Jeff even worse if that was possible.

Suggested by and also brainstormed by my friends

#7 - Platonic Soulmates (no proper title)

Desc: Everyone has a soulmate, maybe two, although it doesn’t mean that they’re destined for a relationship that’s what it’s mostly taken as. Hermits and their platonic soulmates <3

#8 - Oh No! (No proper title)

Desc: Rise, peak, fall and demise of the Evil Emporium

A rewrite of the one I posted a while ago and was not at all satisfied by

#9 - “I wonder when it’s caving in” (no title yet)

Evil Xisuma/Helsknight

Desc: Ex and Hels are in a long distance relationship, but when Ex moves to America, it starts tearing them up inside.

Songfic of Black Hole Fantasy (The Crabe Wives)

#10 - If I can survive (not official title)

Xisuma/OC

Desc: Xisuma is a completely normal teenager. Going to school, messaging his friends. Getting into fights with his boyfriend. Not being able to get rid of the worry that he didn’t make the right choice. Calling his sibling. Perfectly normal!

Songfic of Blood in the Cut (K.Flay)

Many, many creative liberties were taken

I just wanna note that I don’t like this ship either. I want to throw this OC in the blender so much. He’s just there for plot reasons.

#11 - Knight school (no proper title)

Desc: Based on this oneshot and expanding on it because it got the ideas flowing

#12 - Digging up the past (not a proper title)

Desc: Xisuma and Doc have a complicated history. What happens when they return to the scene of it all, make discoveries, and even have their friends with them this time…

#13 - I thought I lost you (no proper title)

Desc: An old animation I made up in my mind I can make into a songfic

Song is Hold On (Chord Overstreet)

#14 - “The only friend I ever had wore black and red” (not a proper title, stole the lyrics it was inspired by)

Evil Xisuma/Helsknight

Desc: Mostly fluff, conversation with Ex and Hels after they’ve woken up.

Oneshot

#15 - Experiment AU (not the proper title)

Desc: What it sounds like. Work #1 is about the hermits themselves and the main experiments done on them, the second will be their own story…

#16 - Tango’s at the bottom of the ocean (not official title)

Desc: Mer au, at least everyone except for Tango - who, as a blaze hybrid should burn out in water. Which is what he expects when he falls in the middle of the ocean one day and passes out, but he wakes up? With hybrids surrounding him he’s never seen before?

#17 - Learning (not proper title)

Desc: Admin school, featuring Xisuma, Scott, Fwhip and Grian as dorm mates.

#18 - Dots of shame

Desc: Crack chatfic without any real purpose

Oneshot

#19 - Pizza. (Not proper title)

Desc: Crack mainly chatfic based on the idea of this tumblr post because it’s really silly

Oneshot

#20 - Meddling gods (not official title)

Desc: Xisuma keeps losing his memory periodically, and every time he regains it, more and more of it slips away, so he finally makes a journal. One day, a few Hermits find that journal and realize what their admin is going through

#21 - Bee boy (not official title)

Desc: S7 X turned to the size of a bee

Unintentionally inspired by this, I FINALLY FOUND IT AGAIN. I HOPE.

#22 - Hugs for Ren (not proper title)

Desc: Ren has sensitive hearing, and the Hermits try to be careful of this, but when they aren’t able to, the best thing they’ll be able to do is make it right…

Oneshot

#23 - “I love you but what in the world…” (not official title)

Evil Xisuma/Helsknight

Desc: Ex comes home, more than a little intoxicated. Hels is concerned, especially because they won’t tell him why, but he takes care of them.

Oneshot

Drafts but more concept-y:

a.k.a - I’ll only work on notes and share some of those instead, I just can’t really get writing done with what I have atm! (Might change)

#1 - Creaking!Hels??? (No official title)

Evil Xisuma/Helsknight

Desc: Hels spirals when Ex leaves for season 8, though he doesn’t mean to, he gets into a bad situation.

#2 - Old AU (no title)

Desc: Watchers and kidnapping and different dimensions in a strange modern!AU ish setting

My oldest AU I started writing a year ago.

Love the concept, desperately needs rewriting if it’s ever gonna be posted

#3 - And the universe said

Desc: An attempt at strung together oneshots from the End Poem

#4 - Triplets AU (no title yet)

Desc: Pix, Xisuma and Ex have all changed since they were kids, in their own ways, although it is mostly for the better.

My beloved, absolute oldest AU, never written down and newly adapted. So many things in this.

#5 - Hero/Villain (no proper title)

Desc: That’s kind of it? That’s the AU, hero, villain, vigilante, civilian or civilian with spice, the AU

#6 - Gods AU (no proper title)

Desc: The Hermits and co. are gods or other such deity’s, however, when the pantheon is cast down into the mortal plane, separated, and their memory is lost for unknown reasons- who knows what could happen.

I could actually write snippets from it, but I won’t write anything prematurely

#7 - Highschool AU (no proper title)

Desc: Part chatfic part not, just the adventures of the Hermits and Esmp members, etc through highschool.

#8 - Princess (not official title)

Desc: A trans Wels AU, where he is royalty/involved in royalty

A songfic of Seventeen (MARINA and the Diamonds)

#9 - Royals (not official title)

Desc: The Voids are a prominent royal family that many fear, but they have a lot they’re hiding.

#10 - They’re brothers, your honor (not official title)

Desc: Xisuma and Ex are twins, which would be normal, except for the fact that they're half Helasian and half Overworlder. Those two shouldn't be able to mix.

#11 - Three chances (not official title)

Desc: Hermitcraft turns into third life, turns out their admin wasn't who they thought he was...

Inspired by Nothing Ever Changes (Nico Collins)

Probably a songfic

#12 - Immortals (not official title)

Desc: Xisuma and Ex are immortal. More like, once they hit a certain age, they stopped aging, they don’t actually know if they can still die or not. They’ve both sworn off making friends other than each other because they know it will only lead to more heartbreak, but Xisuma accidentally falls in with a crowd of people, and he doesn’t want to admit he’s gotten attached.

Old Au

#13 - Time travel? (Not official title)

Desc: A few hermits end up somewhere that's not their home. There's strange people, but some of them look vaguely familiar... and they claim this place is Hermitcraft...

#14 - Home safety (not official title)

Desc: Hermitcraft home safety hotline AU

I have more, mostly more concept-y than the above. Let me know if you want more. I will give.

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[thephantomsdream]

so I've been reading real published romance books and they cannot fill the void that ao3 and company do fill, but they did give me an idea. ok, lmfao, hear me out. (I've had this in my drafts for way too long, i decided to release it because why tf not)

content: alien!141, soulmates!141, abduction, intergalactic human trafficking, space shit; very vague idea of anything ever; probably made up alien names; writer is at work while dealing with annoying costumers so it's rushed and dumb.

imagine:

Good ol' you, in your house, unaware that in the deep, vast universe, trafficking also existed. Not long ago, a reptilian race found out about our warm bodies, interesting features and intelligent yet primitive brains, and started to abduct and sell men and women to rich buyers. It was good business, especially considering our side of the universe wasn't even aware of extraterrestrial life, so they couldn't even guess where they disappeared! The treaty and all intergalactic laws were vague about us. "Let them be" meaning "Let them fuckers figure their shit out, lol idk".

Well, as you can understand, the Sheh'deauz (lmfao stay with me) decided to in fact not let us be. So back to lovely you, yeah?

Home alone, playing videogames or something, when suddently you see some flashes of light out the window. It was weird considering it wasn't raining but you remained calm, as you assumed maybe a storm is approaching? Mainly, you couldn't give a shit but the moment you heard scratching and hissing outside your door, you panicked. Long story short, your house slowly started filling with an invisible gas that just made you pass out, but you did see your door opening, same weird blue-white light emanating from under it as it did, and a scaly leg entering your home as you fell on the floor.

You figured, as the genius that you were, that you were, in fact, not dreaming as you spent many hours (days? felt like days) in a cage. Very oddly technologically advanced. In another strike of genius, and of course, after seeing your kidnappers, you figured it was a spaceship and you were in some deep sci-fi shit. (maybe after laughing and asking them where are the hidden cameras. i would...)

After throwing tantrums and having the ugly multi-colored creatures mock you and hiss at you, you kinda gave up and sat by the very human bed you've been given and allowed time to pass. You were given food every so often, a toilet nearby, water at your disposal. But you feared for your life.

Well, let me tell you something. You have the luckiest misfortune of all, really. Or maybe, just maybe, things are meant to be this way. Maybe it was all meant to happen like this. Allow me to explain.

In another corner of the universe, four of the greatest warriors of the Intergalactic Army frowned at a holographic screen. A female alien, older, still beautiful, ethereal looking, skin creamy white with some lavender edges and striking blue eyes was frowning back.

"You're fucking kidding me." Their captain said (in a different language than ours but your writer here is multi-lingual, don't worry), getting closer to the screen. She just nodded, rubbing her forehead.

"Where is that again?" Asked another.

"So like—" a third one, this one with a distinct accent compared to the others, tilted his head incredulously. "They're our cousins genetically?"

"You can say so." She groaned. "The Council decided to not touch that part of the galaxy. They are being observed. Fucking hell! They were going on the right path."

"If they don't destroy their own planet before." The captain muttered, voice tired and coarse. In his many, many years lived, he's seen it happen again and again. Greed and stupidity almost whipped their race, so he's been following the Terrans close-by, as close as a mere Intergalactic Task Force Captain (stick with me lmfao) could follow.

"So what's the plan?" The tallest one asked, mask made of what others assumed was one of his most dangerous prey's skull was placed on his face.

"We give them hell." Captain commanded, Laswell nodding.

"Stay close, at the outskirts of their galaxy. We intercept any package and find their buyers."

"What do we do with our lil cousins then?"

"Eliminate any witnesses."

Shit went down really quick. You figured they were preparing for something as the guards by your cell somehow summoned some advanced looking chairs from the walls to strap themselves on and hissed at you mockingly, as they've done before. You just sat in a corner, by the bed, and wanted to cry. You were going through all stages of grief every few hours and it was getting exhausting. You were just now starting to understand how dire your situation was and how little chances you had of going home.

They turned off the main lights and a thousand scenarios crossed your mind. It was as if they were bracing for something. You frowned as you saw the guards tense as some alien hieroglyphics appeared on a holographic screen. It looked... like a countdown... You grasped the bed, trying to brace yourself for something. And good that you did because it felt as if the ship collapsed with something.

It basically shook you off to the ground, and while you'd think this was supposed to happen, you quickly realize it wasn't since the guards unstrapped themselves from the chairs and started shrieking as alarms suddently blared. After that? Seconds and it was over. Two white blasts ended them both, hitting them exactly in the middle of their ugly skulls. You did not hear any footsteps but you saw a shadow approaching your cell, so you scurried closer to your bed and now presumably magic shield that will block blasts that melt alien skulls.

The barriers from your cell unlocked, sliding to the sides and someone jumped in front of you. Someone big, dressed sleekly in black, although you could swear the edges of his frame looked transparent for a second. It was big, yet had the complexity of a human so you stayed locked in place, big scared eyes on the person pointing a big son-of-a-bitch gun at you. You heard it growl and speak something shortly, and the hairs on your whole body pricked.

World stopped for Price as he cracked another neck, just after locking eyes with the leader of this "cargo" ship. He was about to take a step forward to gently guide this person towards personal enlightenment by confessing all the information they needed, even if it would be involuntarily, when Soap spoke... well, growled just one word in their comms.

"Mate."

[happylittleshrub]

So I'm just NOW finding out they had an interactive event at D23 where you could TALK TO ROCKET!!! I wish I could have been there so badly I want to talk to himmmmm 😭

To fill the eternal soul-crushing void I now feel at not getting to experience this I've been watching videos people posted of their interactions with him and OMG HE'S SO FUNNY!!! The actor needs a raise he portrays Rocket's speech and mannerisms so perfectly! Some of my personal highlights from what I've seen so far:

He thinks IGN is a spaceship

He wants to name a ship after one guest (highkey jealous of her ngl)

He is under the impressions that Mickey ear headbands are some kind of modification and he wants to steal them

His entire interaction with a Mantis cosplayer is absolute gold

He asks one guest what his engineering experience is and the guest responds that he knows how to use tape and glue. Rocket gets very excited at finding someone who knows how to use tape (as someone who loves Rocket's duck tape obsession from the TV show this is everything to me)

He asks a guest what he does and the guest says that he just kind of exists. Rocket calls him unemployed

He says "biologicalistical"

A group of guests tell Rocket they love him and he actually says he loves them back! Then he says he also wants to miss them but he can't do that if they don't LEAVE. Lol

He pitches his voice up and mimics a guest and it's so funny (the CG model bugs out a bit here but it only makes it more hilarious)

To keep guests moving along Rocket will have a funny way of dismissing the current group and it's great every time

He is very weirded out and confused by a guest's Hei Hei cosplay

A guest says "I am Groot" and Rocket admonishes him for cursing in front of the younger guests 😂

A guest wants to take Rocket's picture so Rocket says he'll give them his good side. He then turns around and FRICKIN' MOONS THEM 💀💀💀 I CAN'T-

So anyways now my life will never be complete but by golly I'm going to search out every video of this that I can find!

(P.S. DISNEY YOU ALREADY PUT THE GUARDIANS IN EPCOT PLEASE ADD THIS AS AN EXPERIENCE I BEG OF YOU)

[pizzabox-box]

Felt the urge to write more so here you go!

Blind Man's Bluff, Part two

Noisy watched the two phantoms pacing the studio in a panic. For about an hour before, the eyeless version of the mean chef guy had just been curled up cuddling him in the corner, having a small mental breakdown, while his father started playing around with his new ghost abilities. Then the reality of the situation hit Noise like a London double-decker bus. Now both ghosts were having the biggest freak-out session Noisy had ever seen, even from the chef.

"What do I do?! What do I do?! I need to fix this, I need to find some way to fix all this - " "I'm DEAD! I'm actually DEAD! What do I do?! I'm never going to see Hazel again - " "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry - " "Hazel, oh no, Hazel, where is she, she must be so upset - "

That seemed to snap Peddito out of his mental spiral a bit. "That little RAT!" he shouted. Noise spun around to look at him.

Needless to say, Noise did not take the news of Doise's trick particularly well. He let out a long string of slurs directed at the copycat and started throwing studio equipment around, screaming like a banshee. Peddito just watched, disappointed in himself for falling for the bluff. Noisy hid in a corner, frightened by his dad's outburst. Noise had always had some destructive anger in him, but... never like this.

Doise climbed into bed long after Noisette did. Keeping up the disguise was not easy, especially when he looked like a chocolate bunny without at least nine layers of makeup. And especially when Noisette was so touchy-feely with her affection. But it was all going to be worth it. He was going to be the world's brightest star once again! So what if a few smaller ones burned out along the way?

His train of thought was interrupted by something small bumping against his arm. He looked over the side of the bed. Ugh. It was that stupid little thing again. He looked at the woman next to him. Fast asleep. Good. She wouldn't see what happened next.

Doise snatched the Noisy from the floor and held him in front of his face. He started squirming immediately, but Doise squeezed him so tight he squeaked. "Look, you little pest! I know you know who I am, but it won't matter! You hear me? Who are they going to believe? Some little critter? Or the shining star of Hollywood? That's right. So give it up!"

"That's enough!" a voice shouted. Doise looked up, and his blood ran cold. Not one, but two empty voids were staring right at him. Before he could even start to run, Noise had him slammed against the headboard, hands around his neck. He dropped the Noisy, who ran to Peddito for protection. Peddito picked the critter up and watched the commotion. Noise's blank face got right into Doise's painted one. He couldn't show his emotion with his face, but his voice carried the utmost rage. "I am going to tear your spine out through your eye socket - " he began.

"Theo...?" Noisette adjusted herself in bed, still asleep. Doise took the opportunity to rub her back, saying, "Don't worry, sweetie, I'm right here. I won't ever leave you." As he said this, he looked at Noise and grinned maliciously. "Easy, there, cowboy, you wouldn't want to break her heart, would you? I don't know if she could handle losing her husband twice in one day..." Noise's face remained blank, but you could taste the pure anger radiating off of him.

Peddito was also infuriated by Doise's audacity. "You little rat, you can't keep this up forever!" Noisy nodded in agreement. "Can't I?" Doise asked. He smiled and continued rubbing Noisette gently, Noise's hands still around his neck. Noise growled, angry beyond words. He wanted to kill him so bad - but Noisette. She was right there. All she would see in the morning was Noise dead in the bed beside her. Even if he removed the makeup, the damage was done. Would realizing how badly she'd been tricked be worse for her? What damage would waiting do...?

As Noise wrestled with indecision, Doise looked back towards Noisette. "Ah, you can't help but love her, can't you? She's just so... pure. So... precious..." As he spoke, he started to move his hand higher up on her still-sleeping body. "Gee, I guess everyone cares about her! Even the ones who only care about themselves..." He put his hand on her shoulder. "I admit, she's charmed me as well. So sweet... like the clearest of honey." His hand slipped to her neck, and his grip tightened slightly. Noisette giggled. "Honey, not so rough..." she muttered, still dreaming. Doise grinned and put his other hand to her throat. "It'd be a shame if - "

"YOU GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF HER!" Noise shrieked, tightening his grip. Doise tightened his own grip in response. "You first," he said. Noise immediately let go and backed up. Peddito snarled, Noisy squeaked, and Noise felt like he was about to explode. Doise readjusted himself, and Noisette rolled over. Doise hugged her, keeping one hand on her neck at all times, never breaking eye contact with Noise. "So what's it going to be, champ? Her heart? Her neck? Or my life?" There was a long silence, and nobody moved.

Finally, Peddito put Noisy back on the floor, staring at Doise the whole time. The phantoms faded out of sight, but Doise could tell they were still there. Still watching, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. He wouldn't let that happen.

Noisette woke up in the morning and saw Noise writing in bed. "What are you doing, Theo?" she asked. Noise smiled and put his arm around her shoulder. "I've been thinking about it, and I think you deserve more screentime. I'm rewriting all the floor four and five scenes to have you in them more." Noisette smiled and hugged him. "You don't need to do that, sweetie..." "No, no, I do, I really do. I want to keep you close to me." "Aw, honey..."

As they kissed, Doise stared up into the corner of the ceiling where he knew Peddito and Noise were watching him from. He gently placed his hand on the back of Noisette's neck. She didn't notice.

As long as he kept near Noisette, he'd be safe.

Previous part

Doise. You filthy rat. First tricking Peddito into killing Noise and now threating Noisette's life when faced with the consequences. Oh, how I wish to strangle him.

Thank you for another part of this story! Very curious to see where it goes next!

Also Peddito consoling Noisy is so sweet!

[voidshrub]

“‘S normal for Soldier to be the first one to wake up, but he usually sends Scout over to wake me - 'n this one was really early, even for ol' Jane. He held out his helmet to me, upside down - had a little gray fox cub in it!”

Hello hi I am Not Dead!! Finals are just kicking my ass at the moment! Despite that, I really wanted to draw this post made by my favorite Sniper blog I’ve had the delight to interact with, @leadshootingcupid !!! (GIVE HIM A FOLLOW ASK HIM AND HIS TEAM QUESTIONS RAAAAAAH GENUINELY THE MOST IN-CHARACTER ASKBLOGS I’VE SEEN!!!) Had a BLAST drawing this and actually doing a background for once! Now to never do it again-

[shadowed-yet-vibrant]

Today, our firm hosted a CLE about mental health and substance abuse in the legal profession. It was a well-done presentation, trying to fit the breadth of a decades-long systemic issue into a neat PowerPoint while keeping it at only one hour long (not .1 more or .1 less).

It feels like a pointless uphill battle. You're asked to make 2100 billed hours per year (or more). As a junior associate you need to achieve perfection - but you don't even know where the standard is, not yet, you're too new and you're trying your best. You're asked to attend non-billable CLEs and networking events and participate in bar associations and look ahead to business development and go out with your colleagues and socialize with clients in non-billable events and. and. and. You know who at the firm is an alcoholic - maybe you are too. You laugh at jokes about online gambling - you know the partner who gambled away his last paycheck, and he's laughing. You know who's filing for their third divorce. Who's about to lose the kids. Who missed their son's state-level championship game because they had a call with a prospective client (he won't forget, he'll never forget).

But they ask you to take care of your mental health (but you're chastised if you don't respond to the 1am email from the partner within 10 minutes). But they ask you to take care of your physical health (but there's a beer fridge in the break room). But they ask you to practice well-being (but they expect you on-call 24/7). But they tell you to get enough sleep (but the junior associate got less than an hour because of the partner's poor planning). But you need to look out for signs of mental health concerns in your peers (but you're also thinking about dying).

I could write a novel on this. Many attorneys have written similar ramblings, articles, studies, surveys, so I don't really need to. It's a problem. But there's been no real attempts at change. Sure, yes, there's awareness. But billable demands keep rising. So do standards in not just federal court, but state court. But you're at a firm that pays so well you'll endure whatever demands they put on you because that's just too damn good to lose. But you feel like shit every day. But- hey, well, the partner has been doing this for 45 years now. Why can't you?

[hauntingblue]

CAUSE THIS IS THRILLER (bark), THRILLER (bark) NIGHT

Usopp's outfit is so funny for reals

He got the whole squad laughing

Luffy enablers at it again.... (Robin.... I know.....)

The humor panels so far have been so good!!! God this arc is so funny

HE SAID IT‼️‼️

They look like birds 😭😭

It's just too good... luffy taking cerberus and zombies what can't he do

It's just banger after banger what can I say

Franky feeling for other people because of his guilt complex and sanji lying through his teeth and pulling out the women excuse to seem unaffected... yeah

Look at them.... look how they ate

Omg joyboy reference?? (No)

Sanji is rubbing off on usopp.... also chopper noticing that is sogeking's weapon akdhaksjak

ANOTHER SLAY!!!!!

Their priorities: I'm not strong enough, there isn't enough food, and nami isn't here

Franky going from wanting to kill brook for his jokes to making a joke like his after he hears his backstory... exactly (Robin was already enabling him before the backstory even fdagjsfha)

Sanji is altering his body and actually being on fire to communicate to us how fucking mad he is..... I need more of him going insane I do I do

My god what is he doing ALDJALAJALA

AHSAHAHQHAH THEY ARE THE SAME!!! naaah sanji wouldn't force a woman to be his wife

You cant see me but I am nodding my head in agreement over and over

You don't understand he altered his body to communicate to us how mad he is. He inploded himself and then reconstituted again. Those germa 66 genes are insane

You tell em usopp!!!! The first of many girls you've scared into defeat!!! Akdjqknql

Zoro zombie regressed to not trusting robin akdjaks he's still in there

ROBI-CHO SUPLEX??? HELL YEAAAAAH

There is zosa- [GUNSHOT GUNSHOT GUNSHOT GUNSHOT]

Super frapper gong.... he is doing combo shots with frobin... omg.... parents....

Everything is so fun I'm having such a good time reading.... and then zosan angst like damn I am being fed well here

[svtskneecaps]

ok which one of you fuckers is going to write the sky high au where cellbit is warren peace and roier is layla williams or am i the only one here who's that flavor of crazy

[crossbackpoke-check]

Looks like that video is about a month & a half after The Trade and trevors broken ankle 😣

re: this video… anon 😭 i had suspicions but it is so much worse to have them confirmed that really was like. trevor’s first Public Appearance without jamie AND post-broken ankle which is traumatic in and of itself no wonder every beat reporter was like ‘oh yeah trevor’s just devastated’

wouldn’t you be miserable too if your best friend just got traded and your body betrayed you and what if it was maybe all your fault!!!

[astorichan]

…void lore?

I AM GLAD YOU ASKED

No, the thing is just that I'm a huge fan of Void lore. I began my fanfic journey extensively worldbuilding Void in the HK universe. Dreams is entirely a field for me to work in all of my Void lore. (Your earlier tag gave me the inspo to draft the dialogue for the Void chapter BTW, thank you sm) Dreams was created as a Void lore playground. I give the Void a big role to play in every fic. I add Void lore to everything I write, almost. I scream at the mention of other people's Void lore. Void mention was nearly enough to drag me back into playing WoW again. I'm the Void lore guy.

Void lore Void lore Void lore Void lore---

(/lh)

[hexastitchimera]

Hey folks, got another something to consider here, especially in regards to the safety of minors in adult spaces.

Let me preface:

I started off with having computer access as early as 4 years old. Granted, it was purely on the children's games my parents would set up for me on the living room computer, and I didn't even know how to click because all the games required was you hovering over your choice with your cursor.

However, because I was thick in the nest of neglect- what with one of my parents working constant, back-to-back overtime, the other unable to give a damn- this set me up for catastrophe.

To play Devil's Advocate, both of my parents were immigrants who still, to this day, struggle with their own Internet usage because they just don't understand the severe consequences and ramifications of putting things online. Their home cultures didn't even HAVE the kind of tech Americans in the 70s-90s had, due to war, poverty, and manipulated economy.

It was only when they immigrated that they realized computers weren't exclusively for Westerners, and for the few scientists/politicians in their countries lucky enough to be entrusted.

However, there is no denying that, without parental supervision nor adult attention, I sought out what I needed elsewhere. What was more convenient than having that at the push of a button?

Just like them, I didn't know better.

Unlike them, it was because I was a child.

Because I was a child, unfortunately, I was ripe for the picking. You name it, I lived it. All the way down to almost being trafficked, by the same person who had been thick in primary school when I wasn't even born yet.

Thankfully, times are different now, and awareness of these issues has never been more prevalent. There are helplines, in-school education on Internet safety and abuse, and then some.

In addition, many adults- myself included- don't feel comfortable engaging in minor-targeted spaces, let alone with minors period.

Whether it's out of respect, out of traumatic experience, or other reasons, it doesn't matter as long as it isn't a harmful one (i.e "I hate kids", which yes, IS considerably harmful, as someone who heard such constantly as a child and thus felt less safe to tell adults about the abuse).

This leaves us adults to create our own spaces, where we often do and say things that are adult-oriented. Again, this is perfectly fine, as long as there is no harm coming from it.

What is not fine is how- despite the abundance of awareness and caution- there are minors who will sadly undergo a repeat of the cycle in our spaces. All despite the prevalent messaging of "keep minors out of adult spaces," and how many of us adults have some form of "Minors DNI" on our pages.

Again, having been there myself, I completely understand that neglect of ANY kind can make one look to the outside world instead of further into their unreliable inside group. Being alone, or even isolated/sheltered, is an inherently anti-social experience that our social animal brains cannot handle without succumbing to dissociation, "acting out," etc.

As children especially, we are wired to rely on adult attention for survival, and we do experience extreme psychological distress when that necessity isn't met.

Nevertheless, it truly is imperative for minors to understand the following:

Adults on the Internet will NEVER be a safe replacement for your own parents, families, guardians, teachers, etc.

Even if an adult is well-intentioned and otherwise on their best behaviour, there is no guarantee that their friends are the same. Digital abuse can, and does, often start by proxy, especially in fandoms.

We created these adult spaces to keep YOU safe. It is not an exclusive club that we are gatekeeping you from. You can join of your own accord once you're 18 or over.

This isn't to victim blame, nor to shame minors for seeking out what they should have been given since they were born.

There is a reason why it's up to adults to check ages, to make sure their age-restricted servers are watertight (which they never can be, so long as someone out there is being dishonest about their age/ID), and to avoid privately messaging minors period.

All the same, it's also up to minors to learn how to keep themselves safe. Not to the point of paranoia- you too will be an adult one day- but to the point of being able to protect yourself as both child and adult.

After all, predation doesn't stop once a fawn has grown into a deer, and adult protective services exist for good reason.

So, instead, minors ought to:

Seek out well-moderated spaces that are curated for minors with the safety of minors in mind (note: avoid self-proclaimed youth cults like the plague).

Learn what makes a safe friend and an unsafe one (i.e learn about the signs of abuse).

Never be afraid to block anyone who gives you The Ick (i.e gut feeling), especially if they're an adult or otherwise age ambiguous.

If someone makes you feel unsafe, tell a moderator ASAP, or simply block + report them. If you aren't taken seriously, escalate to their supervisor, and even go straight to the top if need be.

And 5., the most important:

If someone has committed a crime against you, DO NOT POST IT ONLINE, EVEN TO WARN OTHERS. REPORT TO YOUR LOCAL AUTHORITY ASAP.

If you do so and THEN go to the authorities, you will either not be taken seriously due to perceived ulterior motives on your part (ex. your post gaining significant external attention), or you could get into legal trouble yourself if failure to report and/or smear laws exist in your country.

As well, if you do report it- whether or not you're taken seriously, they have to make a case file by law and you must enforce your right to as much- the authorities will pick up on the pattern if ANOTHER victim makes their own report, and will hopefully escalate the situation then.

You can still denounce the actions and inactions of your local authorities, and use their services in a time of duress because they are the ONLY authority that has the resources to do something about it. You are not a hypocrite for keeping yourself safe and alive, and it's not your fault that alternative options do not exist.

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Though it always is up to adults to be responsible around minors, only YOU can curate your own Internet experience.

The block button is your bestest friend.

Use it well and use it often.

Cheers, thanks for reading, and be safe. 💜

[yellow-faerie]

I have been thinking So Much about immortal Exile and Revan (because getting cut off from the thing that binds all living things in the way she did messed up Meetra's connection to mortality, and the sith magic kinda stuck to Revan)

Because like...they're tragic lesbians; they just fly around being Space Mums together; Meetra gets to watch and nourish the order she planted the seeds for grow into something beautiful and better than the order that exiled her; Revan gets to enact the social justice she justly deserves to enact; they're both incredibly powerful but the millennia of time they have lived had limited how much they access it

(Also then Meetra gets to play an actual part in the swtor storyline and I can and will get into that if asked)

(I will also talk about my swtor OCs, I've been playing that game all week after a few months hiatus and I am once again Obsessed)

But back to the immortality AU - Meetra is Yoda's teacher, and also Tarre Vizsla's (although that one is kinda a joint effort between her and Revan)

Meetra goes through Exile Arc 2: Electric Boogaloo after she gives the order to Bastila, and starts travelling the edge of the galaxy, searching for a sign of Revan but also slightly drowning herself in her Perpetual Self-Hatred™ until one of the swtor MCs finds her and drags her back into Galactic Politics

I haven't read enough high republic to know how they'd affect that yet lol

[screechingkroh]

I seem to have a horrid habit of focusing on world building instead of the stories! That said, have some facts abt both stories and their worlds!!

A Seer of Secrets

All four celestial monkeys know of each other’s existence (obvs). But the Long-Armed Gibbon and the Red Buttock Baboon have ultimately decided that dealing w Macaque and Wukong is NOT worth it. Good choice LMAO

Demon courting is kind of weird. Female demons tend to be more aggressive with courting

Speaking of courting, kidnapping is part of it but it’s consensual. Well… nowadays it is. But you don’t realize it because they disguise it as an “I’m surprise visiting you… and now we’re going to my house. Pack a week's worth of clothes.”

Seers and Oracles usually have an item or symbol that connects them to divinity. I wonder what Seer’s item is.

Demon food is USUALLY spicy. For some reason, MK and Mei can withstand it but Wukong lowkey struggles? He doesn’t question it much. They're a weird duo.

There's this huge ass under-market for demons. I'm talking multiple districts kind of big. It's based on the five phases of Chinese philosophy. So you've got Fire, Water, Wood, Gold, and Earth. The District levels go in order as the inter-promoting direction... Or generating direction (I wanted to feel fancy). So it goes Wood, Fire, Earth, Metal, and then Water. But it's in this big circle that spirals upwards. It's pretty cool because the transition from the Water District to the Wood District is by a massive waterfall that has these big rock platforms that act like an elevator. So, it's kind of tapping into the whole "controls" thing of the uhhhh.... inter-regulating part.

Speaking of the districts, there is ONE place that is considered pure neutral territory. And that would be the Earth section. Simply because Earth is meant to represent " patience, thoughtfulness, practicality, hard work, and stability." This is also where demons can find items that can help with healing 'n their abilities! It's where most markets are set up due to the unspoken truce.

The Wood and Fire district tends to get... really heated. Especially in the Fire District. The space between Wood and Fire is highly populated. So a lot of fighting happens and it's considered far enough from the Earth District. This is where demons like to just... bust out the moves and get into nasty fights. So if you can survive running through the Fire District (where there are a lot of fights over territory) and to Earth, consider yourself lucky. And fucked, because the moment you step out of the Earth District, someone is on your ass.

Water isn't exactly where demons live. It's more of a uh... "If I can't be on the surface for a hot moment or so, I can chill here and not be bothered" kind of place. But it's usually for those real big hot-shot guys. So the Demon Bull Family, for example.

You Were Nothing Like Me

You guys don't understand. I have almost 5,000 words on the doc. That's more than ASOS, sadly.

Everyone's names are based on Constellations because I'm unoriginal. The only people who aren't are the brothers... And Queen Astra, who is Outertale Toriel.

The Void? Yes, it's sentient. It lets Gaster be an invisible guiding hand.

It also oddly likes chocolate.

Monsters know ASL. This is because of a bunch of ASL content being found-- why was it in the dumpster? Who knows! But it's benefited the monster community, and it's gotten the favor of the Deaf Community! Because they're more accepting than others.

I made three official holidays for Monsters and pulled the names out of my fucking ass at 3 AM. Gyftmas, of course, exist. It happens on the Third of every December. Monsters originally guessed based on the crystals in Waterfall. Which would dim during the summer and brighten up during the winter. The brightest day just so happens to be the third Wednesday of December without fail. Why do the crystals dim during the summer? Because monster magic, despite being beneath the ground for literal centuries, accommodated the heat by glowing brighter. Why does glowing brighter help? Because why not. It's like when fireflies come out during May and June. Because. Day of Silence is a pretty somber day. It is a-- uh-- a day dedicated to the Royal Family and their lost children. Most monsters take this day off and mourn the fallen prince and child. It's said that you can hear their souls mourning throughout the underground... Said sound gets louder when the fusion of Outertale happens. Yup. Sunset Feast is a really happy one. It's the day the barrier broke! Because woohoo, freedom. Their version of the 4th of July. So, fun fact about this holiday. Frisk broke the barrier the same fucking day it was created. And it, thus, replaced the old holiday Feast of Darkness. Anyways, Sunset Feast is where monsters gather near a large clearing that's by the entrance of Ebott and-- uh-- watch the sunset! Big feast, too. Really fun and loud! Lots of music 'n stuff.

Who named those holidays, you ask? Not Asgore. That's for fucking sure. Not with his shitty naming skills. It was actually Toriel, who named them. I refuse to believe both of them had shitty naming skills. Toriel was good at naming things because I said so.

Typhas, or known as water sausages, have three different forms. You have Snow Typhas, which are commonly closer to Snowdin, and are pretty sweet! They're actually used to making icing or Nice Cream. You also have Spice Typhas, which are closer to HotLands and are used as a spice! The spiciest part of Spice Typhas are the seeds, kind of like peppers!

Depending on where you're at in the underground, you get unique currency. Gold is the overarching one, but sometimes you gotta make some fun unique ones. The Ruins doesn't have currency minus gold. They like to bargain and trade. Snowdin uses Milky Quartz. Waterfall uses Water Opals. HotLand uses Rubies. The Core uses Quartz. The Castle uses Sapphires. And the Court and Royal Family use diamonds... but not a lot of people see them.

I can go on for actual days about YWNLM's world building. I think about this world too much. I-- I just... I love it. It makes me happy.

[arolesbianism]

Some stuff I've drawn semi recently

[voulezloux]

i’m tired of having to explain to my friends why i had to make a post basically begging for support while im unable to work because it only makes me more angry every time i do so. like i can’t get short term disability because that’s not a benefit that they offer and even if they did, i would have to pay for that myself in order to get it. i could’ve rolled over my old plan from the previous owner to the new owner and pay for it separately. but the one time i had used it, they put me under illness and not injury (which is what it was. because i injured my foot and couldn’t stand to do my job. i even put it as an injury and they said i lied and changed it) and the payout i got barely covered my bills. i didn’t see a point in continuing to pay for a service that would do that plus it took a full month after i went back to work to even get the payout. the only benefits they offer at 401(k) with them matching, PTO, and health insurance. that’s it. i’m using what’s left of my PTO this week to bulk up my paycheck so i can actually get some kind of money but after that i don’t know when i’ll have a paycheck next. i’m looking for work because i can’t afford not to work. there’s nothing in place to protect the worker at my job in the event of this happening. the only reason im not completely losing my mind is because im still able to get health insurance while im unable to work but that’s not because of them. that’s because of FMLA. if that wasn’t in place, who the fuck knows man

[nellectronic]

being forever anxious about literally everything will have you engaging in the most questionable behaviors