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[irusanw4]

Uhhh pinned time ig? I see it a lot so why not

Yo! Call me IrusanW4, mutuals can call me Iru but please don't if we're not mutuals. I use strictly they/them, and I'm asexual and aromantic. I'm autistic and I love things A Lot when I love them, so... fair warning? Read more has details on me n stuff. Don't wanna clog dashboards or anything :3

I don't have a specific DNI but like. Don't hurt people. Don't have a joke for that just don't hurt people. But! DO interact if you are strange, peculiar, freakish, cringe, or otherwise throw social norms to the wind!

I'm always open to civil good-faith discussions about what I've done wrong!

Things I care about too much for my own good: Death Note, My Hero Academia, Chonny Jash, Dungeon Meshi, Pokemon, Digimon, Slay the Princess, the Stanley Parable, Warriors, Wings of Fire, Risk of Rain, Slay the Spire, Portal, psychology, animals, linguistics, space, my place in the universe, death as something to be studied, and much much more.

While I won't do much acknowledging sex (as in the act) myself due to personal discomfort surrounding the topic, I do support the right of people to have sex and have fun so long as all members consent to it!

Also, I do art and writing! I'm IrusanW4 on ao3 too, so feel free to be nosy! I don't share much art outside of Discord, sadly, but yknow! I'm always open to questions about my writing and art, be it original or fan content!

Social justice:

Abortion needs to be accessible to everyone with a uterus. The death sentence shouldn't exist in any way shape or form. A criminal justice system focused on punishment rather than reform should not exist. Capitalism is by existence a system of oppression and must be replaced. The American education system is thoroughly fucked. The genocide of anyone is inexcusable, no matter their origin, and those who fund the slaughter and/or exploitation of Palestinian, Congolese, or any other people are further beyond immoral than I have words for. All cops are bastards.

Miscellaneous:

Vehement supporter of found family. Indie game lover. Indie music lover. Example of gifted kid to burnout who's somehow still gifted just deeply exhausted pipeline. Cat owner. Lover of music. Noodle enjoyer. Asker of questions. Furry. Therian. Mediocre Pokemon player. Registered member of the Satanic Temple. Believer in improvement as a person as a necessary part of life. Friend hoarder. More always to come.

I'm a bad tagger but here's notable tags:

#blorbo street, where I put all my favorite characters together to interact.

#ouroboros universe, a collection of my writing that's all technically within one continuity. I might add more tags specifying which instance, but so far, it's all lumped together.

#scrunchy friend <3, most of my @therewillbenoromance interactions bc he's scrunchy to me.

#blue friend <3, most of my @nevermeanttoknow or @mapleejay (same person diff blogs) interactions bc. he's blue. yeah that's it

#the whole world au, a cccc x warrior cats crossover au

#summer solstice au, a cccc au where heart dies in apathy

Other blogs: @different-picture-daily and @gimmick-sniffer

[house-of-slayterr]

@bluecoolr-main tee hee 🥺🥰🫀

[skatinginfinitelywithyourmom]

Donna Noble and 14th Doctor in "Wild Blue Yonder" 🫂

[kazuromi]

i just love that there's a fandom for a lot of kids shows down here. gives me more fandom lore to follow. i especially love the ones where the shows like for preschoolers and this one madman comes along and makes a whole in depth au for the show where everyone has a non canon compliant angsty backstory and stuff.

[irusanw4]

BIRDS!!!! I LOVE THEMMMMMM IM LITERALY MAKING A MIND OWL RN ITS ONE OF MY CROCHET PROJECTS

wait whic howl species is that hold on

Definitely not long-eared, but it has ear tufts. Face shape is all wrong. Could be great horned? Much too long for short-eared. Definitely not a screech-owl, the patterning is all wrong.

It's definitely down to the great horned owl or the eurasian eagle owl, since the striping is horizontal (more common in great horned owls) but there's no darker line distinguishing the edges of the face plate and the two are highly similar. I think Mind's a touch too stylized to get it down to one of the two.

Also no I will not be identifying Soul or Heart's exact species. Those are a parrot and a pigeon, not owls.

actually

Heart's a feral pigeon.

Soul might be a parakeet? I'm less versed in parrots than pigeons or owls by a long shot. The head shape is odd for a macaw, but it's hard to find comparisons to be certain, and I don't know enough parrots to narrow it down if it's not a parakeet.

are they stupid

[bruhstation]

seventy-nine magnificent years

[vinestaff]

what being in class does to an artist

[ghoulgeists]

sfx: sound of clattering spoons

[azfellschild]

you must know, right?

you must know I'm not that evil

or: crowley holding the last and only feather from his angel wings that didn't turn completely black 💔

[stealingpotatoes]

Oh my GOD I've fallen down the rabbit hole of your glorious skywalkers apart AU and quite apart from being ABSOLUTELY OBSESSED, I have to know if my boy Cal is around in it?!

yes but i never really developed it!! ok we all know i'm never gonna finish that comic script i'll just tell u guys -- in said script, after leia and anakin free Padme, they find out Luke was taken somewhere else which, after a family recon mission, they find is FORTRESS GODDAMN INQUISITORIUS! (which they assume is bc luke tried to use the force to stop the initial arrest, big mistake huge)

anyway all this to say cal's involvement was a tiny-mentioned cameo to explain why anakin knew how to infiltrate nur (the exact line i wrote in the never-finished-script was "we met this jedi survivor a few years back" + comments abt said survivor inflitrating nur 10 years ago yes it was that unsubtle) -- the idea was they had run into one another on a short mission in the past and then gone their separate ways!

[f0x-meets-w0lf]

contrary to what's expected of them by nearly everyone in henrietta, skov and swan clean up their act just enough to fumble their way into their mid-20's. they begin to build a decent life for themselves — in part it's out of necessity, in another part for their own good, and lastly to honor their beloved late friends. they've been made acutely aware of life's delicate nature, and with no dream-thief-king left to remedy their mortality as he once did for his favorite forgery, they treat their existences accordingly.

they still enjoy getting rowdy from time to time, of course; skov is still too much of a stoner for his own good, while swan's in grad school and has always been the one to take his education most seriously, so he's more sparing about it (which isn't to say he's at all immune to a lazy-limbed heavy-lidded blue-haired boy sprawled out on their bed, his mouth holding secondhand smoke and the promise of hazy, handsy makeouts).

for the most part, though, their days are more relaxed, and they luxuriate in the simple things: the small intimacies of their joined morning routines, cooking a meal together, going to the gym or the park or the library. they treasure their time spent chatting and cuddling and kissing on their couch; jiang comes by, sometimes, to spend time with them and bask in their collective warmth, abundant with joy and comfort and love that they extend beyond the veil in the hopes it might reach k and proko. it feels good.

[firenati0n]

feeling your heart beating, wondering what you're dreaming

by firenati0n on ao3

M | 5.7k

tags: alternate universe, childhood friends to lovers, only one bed, alex pov, brief ellen pov, brief henry pov, sleeping together, cuddling, tipsy love confessions, first kiss, arthur fox lives and is a wonderful parent, mutual pining, 5+1 things

But Friday nights are just for them. People no longer make fun of Henry’s accent the way they used to in elementary school—they look at him now. It’s weird, and it makes something in Alex’s jaw hurt. “Oh shit, it’s late and I know we have Bea’s piano recital in the morning. Should probably go to bed, yeah?” Alex pulls his shirt off and slides under the covers before yanking it down on Henry’s side for him, an invitation. Henry doesn’t move, though—instead, he’s chewing his bottom lip and staring at the floor, pointedly not looking at Alex.

Or, five times childhood best friends Alex and Henry share a bed platonically, and the one time (of many) they do as something more.

xoxo roop

my @flufftober fic for day 17: only one bed! :)

tagging the rest of the collection crew: @thesleepyskipper @theprinceandagcd @caterpills @kj-bee @exitariel000

@shesfromboston @msmarvelouswinchester @dani-dabbles @jafffacakess

[mblue-art]

late halloweeen dooodleee

[crabussy]

hi gang. they're creatures and they will make you smile. their paycheck depends on it

[ireallyymissu]

hiya, can i sit in your lap while you brush my hair <3

[lilacerull0]

she's the door, she can't be the room

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