#and it’s getting a little aaaaaaaaaa

[ninyard]

hello I am switching my asks off for a day or two just because it’s getting a little overwhelming atm <3 lemme work on a few bits and respond to some before I open em again I love youuuu

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

HUGE probs to cc!forever btw i thought he added the furniture thing as a joke option to like- legitimately get under q!bad's skin to give cc!bad an excuse to give his cubito more problems. but no apparently his chat were just instigators and made that suggestion to him 😭

i'm so impressed by how he got blindsided by a Full Lore Mode angry q!bad and kept his cool, and worked to communicate, and admitted when qbad had a good idea about the voting (qbad could NEVER), and went and got Cellbit when he realized the language barrier was too much. absolute king shit over there. like here he is trying to legit make the server better on a meta level and gets blindsided by q!bad's lore problems and he rolled with it so so well. he's doing legit such a good job for the server

and this is like- me being a bad fan, and i know it was an accident, but im very grateful to him for how that shook out. every time bad starts to get a little lore moment or something dramatic for his storyline, it fizzles out or gets overtaken by something else. cc!bad has been doing a great job with his storytelling/roleplaying and building up a narrative of feeling unappreciated/like a helping object instead of a person (and i could GUSH about the parallels between qbad and qforever and how they recognized those feelings in each other) but!! the point is that cc!forever did it. even accidentally. he created a catalyst event that could finally get my favourite little cubito off of his rocker (FINALLY), and bad is a good person to get off of his rocker. this is going to be a gorgeous little storyline that i am going to enjoy so so much. forever wanted to do good for the server and the story and by god he has done it

[awaaaaan]

my attempt at mimicking @/negiwave2000 's artstyle (besides a drawing of it w/ my own ^_^) !!

he's such a huge inspiration to me........ pls check him out!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

…….. wdym jjk is ending on september 30th

[merakiui]

step-brother riddle with a camgirl step-sister……. (and also the two of you hate each other! :) this is a crucial detail.)

you often stream when your parents and riddle are out of the house. sometimes riddle’s gone off to the library to study or he’s meeting up with trey and che’nya while your parents go out to a social gathering. the times in which you have the house to yourself are few and far between, as mama rosehearts hardly lets you do anything unless you give her specific details of where you intend to go and how long you’ll be there and what you’ll be doing. so when you are afforded alone time, you dedicate it to hours-long streams.

for the time being, you’ve made a decent amount of money posting lewd photos to your account, but it’s the streams that bring in the most money. your viewers are from all over. from the guy (floyd) who pays absurd amounts of donations and says the most vulgar things in your chat, starting fights when anyone says something he disagrees with, to the guy who types in all lowercase and gamer lingo (idia), you have your fair share of regulars, all of whom tune in for your rare streams.

no one’s found out about your secret side hobby yet. no one…except riddle. he comes home early from his outing with trey and che’nya, always determined to be back before his mother returns home so that it can appear as if he merely went to the library, studied, and returned home in time for dinner. and normally you’re able to plan around riddle’s annoyingly perfect schedules. this time, however, you fail to remember he mentioned he’d be going out with friends rather than studying; and somehow you fail to hear the door opening and closing downstairs while you’re up in your room, riding a monster dildo (a gift from a very generous viewer) in front of your webcam.

you and riddle have never gotten along. even when your parents married, the two of you tried (and failed) to tolerate one another and it didn’t work. so now you avoid each other when you can, opting to be cordial for courtesy’s sake if you happen to cross paths at home. so when riddle goes up to your room to deliver some macarons trey insisted he take home for you (trey’s too nice, riddle thinks; if it were up to him you wouldn’t get any sweets. >:p), he expects you to be reading a magazine or painting your nails or talking on the phone…whatever girls like you do, he doesn’t know! what he doesn’t expect is to walk in on you cumming around a big, thick dildo while you’re dressed in such inappropriate attire!! and what’s worse is that you’re broadcasting it to strangers online! have you no shame?!

that day riddle learns his step-sister has a very…unique hobby. it’s also the day he starts looking at you from a new angle. :) and it’s also the day his nrc peers who watch you learn riddle has a cute step-sister. >:)

[pwouted]

update on the grocery situation : we now have food [ yay ] thanks to those who donated and a lovely friend of mine we were able to get a few essentials :') so thank you guys !

unfortunately sometimes before things get better, they get worse and my oldest rabbit smokey [ he's almost 8 now !! some of u might remember him, esp since i had to ask for assistance a few yrs ago ;; ] has had reoccurring gstasis, usually we are able to treat this by giving him lots of water, hay, baby gas drops, and massaging his tum. now it's gotten so bad that nothing will work at all and it's so concerning because gstasis can become so very deadly. unfortunately the only animal clinic that is still open and treats rabbits is over an hour away.

this means a 32 dollar ride [ to and from ] unless we find someone who can take us, a regular exam starts at 80 dollars, and looking at posts online [ the vet said as of now she can't give us an estimate until she sees him ] treatment could be around $400+ so in total it would most likely be around 544 dollars [ at the LEAST ]

so i will be leaving my ko-fi below TT

i also want to say that i might be less active for awhile / leave my blog on a q mostly so i can just spend as much time focusing on him as much possible. thank you to those who read this, and those who can help, and those who can keep my sweet boy in your heart !

my ko-fi

[doctorbrown]

DOCTOBER '24 ⸺ 「 8 / 31 * SILVER MINE 」

October 3, 1885

Despite Emmett’s already thorough and lengthy explanation of temporal mechanics, Clara had only begun to get a handle on the concept of fourth-dimensional thinking. It was one thing to consider herself fairly open and scientifically minded, even towards the more fantastical elements of science that Jules Verne had begun lovingly breathing life into. It was another to be suddenly and wholly immersed in this new world of infinite possibilities, trying to curl terribly mortal fingers around the shimmering threads of the world that belonged somewhere in the realm of gods.

It was hard to deny it when irrefutable proof positive had ripped through the fabric of time and space right before her very eyes, carrying Mr. Eastwood to the future–the honest-to-goodness future–and left the two of them behind with a parting gale and that delightful flying board that seemed more magic than science at the moment.

So when Emmett asked if she’d like to see the invention that was responsible for everything, the one not lying in a heap of destroyed, near unrecognisable parts in the stable, she responded with the most enthusiastic, unladylike yes of her life. 

This device was his legacy, the reason he was still alive–with Mr. Eastwood’s intervention, a fact that no amount of thanks would ever be enough to convey her deep gratitude–and Clara couldn’t help but feel giddy knowing she would be made privy to one of the most incredible inventions of her lifetime–arguably–and perhaps of all time.

They had left early that morning, saddling up Newton and Archimedes after a quick breakfast to avoid any prying eyes who might wonder where the two were heading off to alone at such an hour.

“So this is the Time Machine?” Clara asks, accepting Emmett’s proffered hand as they step over the last of the fallen rocks barring the entryway to where the Time Machine was safely hidden away. 

It’s impossible to make out any of its fantastical futuristic components while it slumbers beneath the tarp, waiting for the moment it will be unearthed once again, but Emmett had wrapped it up with such care and precision that she can still make out its unfamiliar–and admittedly strange–shape. In the heat of the moment, she hadn’t managed a proper look at the Time Machine, though she can recall its silver body streaked with sunlight and that unique way the doors of the vehicle opened up instead of out, reminding her of a bird poised to take flight. 

To fly the time-traveller away to distant lands—

“The one that Mister Ea—Marty used to come back here and save your life.”

“The very same. Only without some of the modifications that were necessary to make it functional again.”

“And it has to stay buried here until…1955, was it? Where Marty will retrieve it after he receives that letter you sent him in which you told him how to fix your Time Machine and to go home.” 

“Which you and I both now know he ignores despite my insistence,” Emmett says, half-smirking.

“Which I should say is for the best! I shudder to think of what would have happened had he not come back when he did.”

“I wouldn’t be here now for us to be having this conversation,” he says calmly despite the morbid topic of his own mortality, and a vision of Tannen flashes in her mind, his eyes crazed, the barrel of that gun pointed right at Emmett—

“I’m not upset with him, of course. It was nice to see him again, to know he was okay, even if I had to send him back alone. He saved my life again and I owe him more for that than I think he knows.”

Clara nods, approaching the Time Machine with a raised hand. Before she reaches out to touch it, she remembers herself and Emmett’s lessons on fourth-dimensional travel and looks to him for permission, lest she accidentally damage the machine somehow and cause one of those paradoxes capable of unravelling the universe.

[betweenlands]

i am so deeply emotional about sbk right now. how the hell does a server this good exist

[teddybeartoji]

weighted blanket is all fun and games until you have to change the covers😐😐😐😐😐😐 okay but out of my silly little guys toji and jason and tecchou would make THE best weighted blankets..... tojiii🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴 he would suffocate me and that's exactly what i need save me big man save me

[skitskatdacat63]

2005 European Grand Prix - Fernando Alonso(my personal post-race highlights)

+ bonus Mark Webber

[3-aem]

Women in stem thingz ♥️💗💝💗💘💓💖💞💖💕💖💓💘💗💘💞💝💓💘✨✨✨✨: trying all day not to burst into tears at werk and failing at it so you gotta go into the restroom every 5 minutes

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

oughhhh i think i might be . sick 😭😭

[seariii]

I told them.... I did....

[lilmaemae]

about to combust because one of my favourite authors commented on my fic like??!!!?!!!?!??!?!????!!!!!!!??????????!????!!!?!!????????????????????!?????!!!

oh to be perceived by a god 😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

[babsbabbles]

And tonight's revelation is that my drafts on tumblr and my camera roll on my phone serve the same purpose and that purpose is to collect all those silly little things I want to keep track of but in the end I've collected so many little things that the number is large enough to make the bravest folk flinch upon reading like it is abundantly clear I am actively failing in this war of attrition

honestly it's a miracle that I have any storage space on my phone