#blogger lore

[dailypokemoncrochet]

is there a way aside from having a tension ring to make crochet less hand-hurty (so to speak)? its something i wish to learn but i have chronic hand+wrist pain, so even just making a simple chain (the only thing i learned so far) can leave my hands hurting for over a day

love the mons and your drive to make all of them btw <3 def something any true pkmn fan would look at and go damn you rule

actually, one more question: how long have you been crocheting in general and when did you first start the mons? im curious now owo

Honestly, if making a chain hurts to that degree, I'm not sure how helpful my advice would be. My hand/wrist/arm pain was only ever situational when I crocheted for hours on end, for weeks, with little to no real breaks.

That said, what helps me is doing stretches specifically for knitters/crocheters or for carpal tunnel (there's a lot of overlap), and taking a break every hour or so (physically putting down the crochet and doing another non-arm intensive activity).

Aside from the tension ring, I've also got this ergonomic crochet hook handle (Amazon link) that helps because the round shape means my hand stays in a more "relaxed" position. I crochet with the handle in the palm of my hand (knife grip), so if you crochet another way (like pencil grip), it might not work as well.

I've been crocheting since around 2011-12 I think, so 12 years now. I made a few Pokemon around that time and for a few years, but in a different style than what I do now (some tagged under #older pokes). I started this project officially on May 1 2017 with the goal of crocheting each Pokemon as a small amigurumi. It's been 7 years of on-and-off crocheting towards that goal!

[iamdyeing]

Another unfortunate incident where the tumblr accent/dialect shows; I told this guy I'm seeing that if he keeps it (complimenting me) up, I was gonna have to get him pregnant. Got him hootin' and hollerin' with that one

[fridaynightgrimmdark]

So fun fact I've got dementia in my family for much the same reason, my grandma and her older sister developed it at about the same time which says it's environmental exposure and not genetic.

Now, the dementia on its own sucked, but they also had 3 other problems

1) they hated each other

2) they were escape prone

3) we live in a smaller area with only a couple dementia care facilities.

What this ended up meaning was they briefly landed themselves in the same "Maximum security" dementia ward, before spotting each other across the room and running after each other with steel folding chairs WWE style.

We had warned them in advance that they hated each other but I don't think they fully understood the gravity of what that meant.

They did after that night and they had to be put in two separate units across the county from each other.

They both passed away in 2020 but it was a wild ride while they were still in unit.

when doctors ask if i have any history of cancer in my family and i have to say that yes my grandmother had 2 types of gastrointestinal cancer and they're like oh wow okay so we'll keep an eye out for that but i'm like no it was probably just all the nuclear radiation and they're like ok hm ok what the fuck do you mean and it's very weird seeing the look on american doctors' faces when you have to explain to them that believe it or not atomic bombs were dropped on this earth 2 generations ago and it did have consequences

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

the babbit masterpost

HELLO welcome to the Babbit's Blog masterpost!!! On this post you'll find some fun facts about yours allegedly (me <33), some ref's for my different 'sona's, and a couple links to my fics and whatnot! Are you ready? No?? Excellent neither am i let's do this

Meet the Babbits!: the self-inserts/personas

the first ref is for my general/most commonly used persona, Babbit! They aren't really an anthro/furry as much as they are a humanoid with the head of a rabbit. I like to think of this one as the 'me' that's in my head- the purest form of my thoughts and feelings, but not the solid real-life me. The second ref is my self-insert persona, Rabbit, the one i picture using most often when i'm reading a fic or imagining a self-insert scenario lol. This one is like the me that people see and meet and speak to in real actual life, if that makes sense. It's the way I come across to people and all of the things I wish I could iron out of my crumpled up real-self <3 The third is a much more specific 'sona, Hazel, who started off as a FNaF:SB animatronic self-insert. She does have a backstory and lore now, which i think makes her more of an OC than a self-insert, but a lot of her is still me and a lot of what she experiences in her backstory is from my life/instills the same feelings that were taken away from things that happened to me, so I think she kinda counts enough to put a ref for her here sdkjfsdhfj (Why the different names?: makes things a little easier, and they hold meaning to me symbolically, I guess!)

Content!: Here's a short list of my various fics that will get updated as I create more! (it was, in reality, not fine.): FNaF Sun/Moon x Reader fanfic, gender neutral, for general audiences, fluff-fest, idiots to lovers "You're the new tech/repairman at the Fazbear Mega Pizzaplex, unfortunately. Your first task? To make the Daycare Attendant into two separate animatronics. It's an amazing opportunity, really, and there is nothing you love more than getting a chance to really work with such tech! The only bad part is that you don't know how to tell anyone that you just might be in over your head. (You are extremely in over your head.)" After Everything Was Fixed (but you were still broken): AU FNaF Sun/Moon x (Animatronic) Reader, gender neutral, read with caution, angst, harm to sentient robots, traumatized main character, hurt/comfort slow burn, romance slow burn "The virus was gone. Everyone was fixed. You had been put back together. It's a time for a new beginning, to do things right this time, to wash away the past and paint a better future. Their memories of the infection had- mercifully- been taken away from them. Yours had not. He doesn't understand why you try to avoid him. Even if you could tell him, you're not sure you would. You want to be his friend, but it's difficult; every time you see him, you remember the hundreds of times he killed you." A fic where you are a repairman-themed STAFFbot, taking place post-virus. In the past, Moon, infected by the virus, took delight in attacking and dismantling the reader during the night. Now, in the present, you find yourself burdened by the memories of the past while everyone around you has no recollection of the events. It gets more complicated as Sun and Moon, both now cleared of the virus, grow curious of you. This fic will follow a series of arcs, presently on arc one. For anyone curious, feel free to send an ask about the arcs in 'After Everything Was Fixed'! The Sun, the Moon, and the Blazing Comet (title subject to change): AU FNaF Sun/Moon/Eclipse x Reader, gender neutral, teen and up audiences, travel/journey, betrayal, hurt/comfort slowburn, reconciling, themes of breaking the mold, found family (TBA) Hold My Broken Hands (title subject to change): AU FNaF Sun/Moon x Reader, gender neutral, mature audiences, dark romance, dark comedy, severe bodily harm, mutilation, murder, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, lovesick (TBA)

My AU's!: i'm going to make a Babbit-AUs-Masterpost and then put the link here i swear, i just have so many im sorry jdfhsjdfhs (like more than twenty)

Fandoms!: I enjoy, have been in, made or make content for: Pokemon Undertale FNaF Creepypasta (YEAH I KNOW LET ME LIVE OKAY) My Little Pony (I KNOW OKAY LEAVE ME ALONE) Steven Universe Star Trek Warrior Cats i'm sure theres more but i just forgot everything i have ever liked wheeeeeze

Whomst the hell?: HI I'm Rabbit! Or Bones! Or Babbit! Or Avarice/Ava, if you want to go for a more legitimate-sounding name. I'm 24 years old, prefer to use they/them pronouns, and so, so incredibly ace. I've been drawing as long as I've had the ability to hold a pen, writing since I was in grade school, and being a plague to the ones around me since the beginning of time! If you've seen my art, its probably from the absolute mountain of fluffy-wuffy love-dovey (y/n) x Sundrop/Moondrop/Eclipse doodles I've been sharing for several years now sdfjhsdj. If you've heard of my fics, it was probably the one I made just for fun that's now turned into an actual fanfiction that I enjoy writing, the silly-lovey-fluff incarnate (it was, in reality, not fine.) !

Likes n Dislikes!: I'm a sucker for sap, fluff, and lots and lots of love-dovey bullshit! I also like stories about finding oneself and monsters being befriended or loved. I like space, aliens, robots, the odd and strange, injecting humanity into things not human, monsters, creatures, animals, the fae, concepts of spirits and karma and the afterlife, and more! I dislike 'fanservice', most anime tbh LOL it's not personal I just don't enjoy it im srry, FLY BABIES i know they have an actual name but i hate that word too pls just dont i will scream, sexually aggressive/forceful content/characters, being made to feel small, dumb, or trapped,

Other!: I have a pretty high gross-out tolerance! I also have a pretty high 'wow that's messed up huh' tolerance, in that sometimes I will just say stuff that's super grim or dark or messed up and not realize it lmao. I am full of random facts and anecdotes, especially weird or gross ones! sometimes i get on tangents that can go for actual hours so pls forgive that lol

WARNINGS: THIS BLOG MAY FEATURE CONTENT BASED ON/RELATED TO THEMES OF GUILT, CHILDHOOD LOSS, GRIEF, SELF HATRED, DISCONNECTION FROM REALITY/SELF, TRAUMA, AND SEVERE DEPRESSION/ANXIETY. YES I AM GETTING HELP. YES I AM OKAY. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE AND UNDERSTANDING.

bonus persona: crybaby

[the-heart-of-a-monster]

This is only the slightest bit scary

we cant forget he's fused with an eldritch monster

[fridaynightgrimmdark]

Don't forget, you can be plus size and also need mobility aids. Both are totally normal. I've got ehlers and PCOS, so does my mom and she's in a wheel chair. We have to fight constantly for her to be comfortable in public spaces, which is made even more difficult by her also having agoraphobia problems. Our area is notoriously ableist for people with mobility issues, and she has been pushed, shoved and nearly run over more times than I can count.

If you are in a situation where the place you are in was not built or designed with you in mind, THAT IS NOT YOUR FAULT. The built world is meant to accommodate all bodies, and I'm sorry it can be an issue for some of us.

Stay safe out there💛

As a wheelchair user I'm trying to reframe my language for "being in the way."

"I'm in the way," "I can't fit," and "I can't go there," is becoming "there's not enough space," "the walkway is too narrow," and "that place isn't accessible."

It's a small change, but to me it feels as if I'm redirecting blame from myself to the people that made these places inaccessible in the first place. I don't want people to just think that they're helping me, I want them to think that they're making up for someone else's wrongdoing. I want them to remember every time I've needed help as something someone else caused.

[sugarcandydoll]

guys guys i just passed my us citizenship test n now i can finally read more of my fav books n watch rafe cameron in peace ♡🥺💗

[masonjarart]

Just watching how Ramon acts with sunny you can see how much he cares for her he doesn't want her to go through all of the things he has (even though she and the other new eggs probably went through some stuff on egg island) like all that kid wants is for his family to be safe and now this with forever threatening all the eggs he must be more scared than ever there's only so much he can do to protect her from that gun

[katyspersonal]

Can't wait to revisit the DLC area in NG+ (or maybe just new game) so I can get to Midra again and then just NEVER kill him. His battle is SOOOO well made in every aspect.. I had a similar problem with Lady Maria's battle where it was just too fun to end, but it HAD to be because Fishing Hamlet was locked behind her. Thankfully THANKFULLY though Abyssal Woods and Midra's Manse are optional for the DLC so I can just keep him within my reach forever and just deliberately die every time I am close to victory 💕 I didn't know it'd be SO frustrating to adapt to his patterns so fast and beat him.. but I won't make the same mistake again 💕 I won't have enough of getting stabbed by him or burnt by him. Maybe it is even good after all that Fromsoft still haven't added an option to resurrect the bosses, because then there would not be the same thrill of meeting again.. "making Torrent too afraid to go here also gives the feeling of not being able to run away-" good because I don't want to. 💔 He is so good. He is such a fucking NERD, 90% of his Manse is just BOOKS. I'll actually willingly die to both his boss battle and prior stage. It will be such a good time

[shibaincubus]

My favourite number is 24 because it's my birthday

The chance of being born as a human is 1 in 400 trillion

We all have different skill sets, lore, advantages, personalities..., and we're unique

Through our experiences, one gains a vision of ourselves

Your ideal o(=•ェ•=)m

Cherish your life and be who you truly want to be

Chase your vision

And be happy

With your achievements

Your future

Your life

That you'll create

[dailypokemoncrochet]

It's so funny to me when my dad would look at all my crochets and just be like Whaough you made all these? Do you know each ones name?

Like yeah of course I know the name for each one I've made. And all of the names for the Pokemon I've yet to make.

And he would be skeptical and point to random ones like What's that one (Cacturne) who's this one (Pachirisu) why do you have two of the same one (Wigglytuff and Chansey are different Pokemon, theyre not the same just because theyre pink) wheres Bulbasaur (right there *points*) why are there so many (idk there's just a lot of Pokemon) why do you keep making them when you did them all (no there's like 600 more) what!! But this looks like all of them!!

[iamdyeing]

Dolled myself up (ha) for seeing the Barbie movie with friends

He's the Fashionista Ken Doll #138

[mxmorbidmidnight]

⛧𓋹⛧𓋹⛧⛧𓋹⛧𓋹⛧⛧𓋹⛧𓋹⛧⛧𓋹⛧𓋹⛧⛧𓋹⛧𓋹⛧⛧𓋹

𝑇𝐻𝐸

𝑆𝐻𝐴𝑃𝐸𝑆𝐻𝐼𝐹𝑇𝐸𝑅

ᚠ ᚢ ᚦ ᚱ ᚲ ᚷ ᚹ ᚺ ᚾ ᛁ ᛃ ᛇ ᛈ ᛉ ᛋ ᛗ ᛏ ᛜ ᛚ

I greet thee dear, welcome to my blog. I am The Shapeshifter, The Wizard Goose, Plague upon John of England *menacing honking*. I am a Witch and a feral beast. I spend these days in which I suspend casting runes, spitting tricksome prophecies and harassing the English monarchy. How I have come here I know not, but joyous I am to converse with thee. I hope thou may find a thing of sorts here, whether it be comfort, whimsy, disturbance or perhaps the cup of dice.

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𓋹

I am called many names. Shapeshifter. Versipellis, Gerstaltwandler, ilcruthach, Vormveranderaar. All words meaning Shapeshifter. As well as Werewolverine, Lovecat, Dracaena, She-wolf and Jackalope Hare. These names I did snatch into my claws while doing historical, mythological, folkloric and etymological research. If you wish to know the etymology and history of these names look upon this post

🕸️What art thou to call me? however you please. Choose one in the previous list or assign me thine own title. As long as it is done with respect I shalt answer. To be given a name is a great honour. 🕸️

⛧𓋹⛧𓋹⛧⛧𓋹⛧𓋹⛧⛧𓋹⛧𓋹⛧⛧𓋹⛧𓋹⛧⛧𓋹⛧𓋹⛧⛧𓋹

I fall under the definition of nonhuman, I take many forms. Most notably a goose. Much of the posting thou may see upon here is I, The Mighty Goose, Plague upon John of England violently honking or screeching in Shakespearean. I often find myself taking forms such as that of a siren, Dracaena, Wolverine, Harpy, Jaguar, Bin Chicken, Hyena and jackrabbit. The forms in which I might take are boundless as the ways of water across this sphere. For I am whatever I please.

ᛐᛜᚢᚦ

☾ I bear connection to mythological and folkloric shapeshifters, as to be they are ballads of myself or perhaps a close friend ☽

My gender is fluid. The pronouns I do favour art he/she/it, preferably alternating between the three as I cannot be confined by one singular. I am polyamorous and queer. OOooOooOh hOnK hOnK

As of now I am writing The Shapeshifter. A ballad describing my identity. Here you may find what of it has been released. For the past four years I have been crafting a novel series. It is influenced by folklore and mythology, containing queer, nonhuman and disabled characters.

𝑃𝑂𝐸𝑇𝑅𝑌 𝑆𝐴𝑀𝑃𝐿𝐸𝑆

The Shapeshifter's lament (part of the Shapeshifter)

The Shapeshifter

Vivamus Moriendium Est

Fight Dog

The Verdict

𝑀𝑌 𝑁𝑂𝑉𝐸𝐿

Lore

Character intro

I am disabled and neurodiverse. I have FND, tourettes and POTs and I am a cane user (in need of a wheelchair but unable to access). I have OCD, ADHD, sensory processing and likely autism. I will often post about disability advocacy on this blog. I am apart of the goth subculture (my favourite bands art The Cure, Inkubus Sukkubus, Sisters of mercy, Bauhaus, Scary Bitches, Coctaeu twins). I am interested in classical literature, History, Folklore, Paganism, vulture culture, Etymology, Shakespeare and gothic horror. I will on occasion post images of my goth makeup upon this platform. I art a minor, be freaky and thou shalt be CURSED I say! grime of a chicken hearted mutt upon thee for thou art liver bellied and foul as a cattle foot in a yew stump.

ReQUESTS (honk)

The Challenge of the goose, tis a challenge where I the tricksome goose shalt grant thee a riddle. Simply request for one in mine ask box or say "I call upon the challenge of the goose". I will trial thee with a riddle I have written, if thou does succeed I shalt grant thee an honorary goose title.

In addition if thou art curious about my writing, identity as a shapeshifter or wish to ask me any questions, do so. Tis no reason for shame, inquiry and curiosity about what we do not understand is a wonderful thing.

Boundaries:

I AM A MINOR!!!! I will not private message with adults, adults can interact with my blog but private messaging is off the table. DNI: perverts and bigots. I don’t mind images of dead animals as long as it isn’t a dead goose. Please don’t send me pictures of dead, injured or cooked geese.

Tags:

#the shapeshifter's riddles : my poems

#morbid lore : to do with my ongoing ye olde goose feud with the entirety of Britland.

#challenge of the goose: answering riddle requests

#morbid's gaggle : interactions with moots

#morbid midnight : I tend to tag all my posts under this tag.

#morbid Reblogs

And now I must return to unionising the cows under lesbianism against John of England. Upon thee I wish plentiful fruit, soft sun upon thine cheek, much bounty and many adventures to seek. May the skin of your palms be coarse to the Strike of a bramble. So says The Shapeshifter

[i-am-trans-gwender]

Is there a lore reason why the prettiest girls think they're ugly? Are they stupid?

[foolsocracy]

Now the question is how much you've selected for an audience that doesn't carry the 'Pete is 19' opinion you've lamented over. -Canary

LMAO this is exactly what i said to u over tags as u sent this. was i too biased guys..... not adding 19 as an option..

i like to think we are a cultivated and educated bunch on this side of spider noir tumblr

[liesmyth]

Can you share the Turkish tampon story

This one time I forgot to lock a plane toilet and a man walked in just as I was inserting a tampon. He got the kind of view my gynecologist usually would, cursed up a storm in turkish, and immediately slammed the door closed.

I was 22 and mortified and it was the second hour of a transatlantic flight so staying in the toilet until we landed wasn't an opinion. The sink was too small to drown myself in. I had to leave that toilet eventually and face my demons (making eye contact with the rando who'd just seen my whole vulva)

So I psyched myself up. Left the toilet. And there was absolutely nobody because the guy had LEGGED IT and I guess he went back to his seat and pretended to sleep. The plane was dead quiet. I went back to my seat and immediately started telling someone about it as a way to stave off the embarrassment and I just haven't stopped since, because this cured me of any shame I might have had and it's just a very funny story that I think drives home the kind of person I am (shameless via exposure therapy)

anyway, in hindsight, maybe that man was more mortified than I was. wonder if HE told someone about it or just quietly pretended to sleep and convinced himself it was all a dream. I'm the monster in someone's story.

Tampon man from the Turkish Airlines flight number [redacted], I hope life has been treating you well. I'll never know who you are but I'll always remember your way with swear words <3