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What motivated you to make Tel your canon outlander?
Oh, that's a fun story :D
Originally it was his big sister, Silver, smuggler extrodinaire and one of my OG launch day babies
(art from emedeme)
She's two years older than Tel and I've always(since making him, at least, bc he came along a year or two after she did) headcanoned they were going through the class story events at roughly the same pace. She was a little ahead for Act 1, he was in Act 2, then she was for Act 3 and the post-main story stuff. They keep in touch and are on good terms; catching up, goofing off, teasing each other mercilessly etc etc. So when Silver starts running Shadow of Revan, of course she taps in her little brother for help. There's no way Tel's a Revanite; he loves the Republic so much he left the family smuggling business to be a goody-two-shoes soldier.
Since this means they've both interacted with Marr and Satele, I had the thought it would be really funny if when Marr commed Silver about the Wild Space Expedition she snarked something about her war hero brother being a better fit for somethin' like that and gave him Tel's holofrequency before snuggling in against Corso and going tf back to sleep. (cue five years of Guilt™ when she thinks she got him killed >.>) And then I started actually thinking about it, and realized it was a) something she would do and b) very helpful for some Silver/Corso timeline things. With when I wanted them to have kids, she would have been 7 or 8 months pregnant in carbonite(yeesh) and Corso would have had an 18 month old to handle while she was MIA and while Silver is good she's not heroic, if that makes sense.
Tel is both. He's so Captain America his face claim is Chris Evans /cough And he's a really good fit for Alliance Commander(better than Silver, much as I love her, she does not do the Leading Large Forces thing). Sooo my joke thought turned into canon. Silver instead got that Dantooine farm Corso mentions in one of his romance letters, three kids, and occasionally goes on forays into Wild Space to look for her little brother bc part of her can't believe he's dead. (she finds him on one of them, and becomes an Alliance recruit. Yes, this messes up the whole Corso and Risha alliance alert, but you only get that as a smuggler, so it's fiiiiine. Risha can tag along. That way I get to reunite her with Vette and all is as it should be in the world.)
OH. Also, Elara Dorne is my favorite romance in the whole game, so I had to make her my canon one. :D
#queen in space#telcontar airen#silver riggs#i do have a couple things i wrote for silver-as-commander before i made the change#but i don't think i ever moved them here off my deviantart >.>#i played her so early you got companion convos off approval so she and corso were married before BELSAVIS#i think by the time i played tel they'd changed it to the planet-trigger version which is much better#so he and elara got a nice slow burn :3#swtor
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...I just remembered I wanted to make my own statement on the AI thing. ^^;
So you've probably heard, but in case you haven't: Tumblr just sold out everyone's data to the AI trash compactors, they probably did it long before they gave us the option to opt out, and even if you do opt out they're probably still taking and using your work anyway (telling people to opt out instead of actually asking for their permission is already scummy business practice, but when it comes to AI it's functionally meaningless. :/ It's always "well, we're telling them not to use these people's data and we're hoping they'll be nice and go along with it" with no regulations or consequences if they decide to just steal everything indiscriminately...)
Despite that, I am not leaving Tumblr anytime soon. I'm looking into other sites*, but at this moment in time, I have nowhere else to go. ^^; Besides, I still like it here. When I left DeviantArt I was already getting sick of the place, having my art stolen regularly by "fans" and paradoxically getting less and less interest in my work over time. By the time the devs turned the website into eye-blinding slop with Eclipse, I was more than ready to move on.
But I still enjoy using Tumblr. I like writing long text posts that no one would bother to read anywhere else, I like answering asks, and I like the unique sense of humor and style among the users here. ^^ It would take a lot to force me out.
Also, I can take a little solace in the fact that AI-bros do not value "low-quality" art like mine. ^^; If messy cel-shaded sketches with visible pixels ever become popular, then I'll worry, but for now I think it's highly unlikely that anyone will want to wholesale regurgitate my art. If anything, I think prioritizing it in their datasets would only make them worse...and on that note, if you do have "high quality" detailed/painterly/semi-realistic art that would be targeted, I'd recommend 'poisoning' it with Nightshade/Glaze. Although I heard a rumor a while back that AI is "building immunity" to Nightshade and already learning to work around it, but I'm really hoping that was just a wishful lie from the trash compactors themselves. I haven't heard it repeated since then, so I think it's still worth a shot. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
So anyway, like the post I reblogged said, I think the best thing we can do now is to make it clear that WE DON'T WANT AI ART. We don't care how easy it'll be to instantly generate thousands of hours of mindless 'content' to look at; we don't want it. Since regulation is lagging so far behind (wanna know why Disney's copyright hounds didn't shut this down on sight? Most likely, they're hoping to profit from it down the line) the only way to fight this right now is with individual litigation and consumer demand.
Don't support projects made with AI**; don't hate-watch them or spotlight them. Focus your energy on the millions of human artists who are still here, and need your support now more than ever.
*I've heard people mention moving to Twitter and/or Artstation: fam, you're jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire. ^^;;; IIRC, Arstation was one of the FIRST art sites to start flirting with AI, and Twitter has been selling off its users' data for several months already. Go there if you must, but don't go under the impression that it's "safer".
**Please keep a cool head when discussing AI art, and keep in mind that it used to mean something other than "mass theft". Artists have and still do create AI tools that are built on limited data sets with permission/compensation, that are used to aid them in their work and encourage human artistry (Vocaloids and DAW's, for instance) rather than stamp it out. Until a specific word evolves into popular use for exploitative AI, we're kinda stuck with this confusion, so remember to get the facts before you speak out.
P.S. Praying every night that this is a dumb fad that will soon die and go to the same hell as NFTs. >_< Praying every morning that the influx of AI art into its own datasets will eventually corrupt itself and make it useless. >_< >_< Praying every afternoon for both at once! >_< >_< >_< Like to charge, reblog to cast, all that
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Might as well share my story here, since I've seen a few. (And sorry I'm advance for the length, it's been a loaded few decades)
As a young child, I had trouble sleeping in my own bed. I don't think it was ever really nightmares, or bad dreams, but sometimes I would wake up and feel uncomfortable, so like many 5-6 year olds, I went and crawled in bed with my mother.
She found this annoying, and after talking with my doctor, it was decided I would be rewarded for stretches of time spent in my own bed. I remember a Beyblade, and a Land Before Time toy, but one day I get this canister. I had always thought Technic robots were cool, I had a few Roboriders and a Throwbot or two, but this was a whole other level. Onua was my first, and I fell instantly in love.
Fast forward almost a decade later, I have most Bionicles. I've spent countless hours on BZPower, reading leaks, and bookmarking galleries full of cool MoCs I could never recreate. And I stumble up on a comedy series on YouTube featuring Jaller. I spend weeks watching all of it, over and over. I get my one friend who still likes Bionicle to watch it, and he informs me about a movie, hosted on a separate site. I, of course, run to it, and I discover a chat box. And somehow, I begin to meet people.
I go deeper, and find that this chat box is part of a much larger chatroom website, where I spend all my free time for years. Making friends, making enemies, roleplaying, falling in love, and getting talked down from ending my own life.
As I am there, I find more YouTubers who post Bionicles. I start to follow them on websites like deviantART, I follow some of them on Tumblr in 2012. And I fall off my interest in Bionicle for a bit. The end of the series was bland, and dry. I move on, I keep a passing interest in Hero Factory, I buy the sets, and the books, but I don't engage further. But eventually I come back to Bionicle, and I fall in love all over again.
I begin writing fanfiction again, I flesh out my OC I created in 2008, and I start following an active community again.
I may not be as involved as I used to be. I haven't made a YouTube video, or written a fanfiction, or even built a MoC in many years, despite missing it. But the greater community has never let me down.
Without this silly franchise, I wouldn't have been as creative as I was when I was a kid, I wouldn't have made some of the friends I have, and in a roundabout, but still pretty direct way, I wouldn't be alive. I'm so happy, that 23 years on, we can all come together, and play with our little plastic toys, and have fun, and thrive. Thanks, everyone, for still being around.
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Rant about Hatticc/Waste-of-energy (with their toxic partner and their friends)
TW: Bullying/Su1¢1d3/Mention of NSFW Art
For who don't know who's hatticc (but I called them waste)
Waste is one of first online friend that I can talk too a lot, we both in the same fandom (baldi basic), we and them, we met in deviantart and I made them a gift and then we art rade each other and we have fun
And I did met a friend of waste (well their user name is hella weird but let's called him red since he likes the color red) so red ask me to get discord which I did download the app and I never felt so happy that I can chat with friends, we chat, we share art each and we VC (voice call) like its was the best time of my life but until things went down hill...
So on the beginning of 2019, they become a bit jerky like they talk very dry talk to me and talk about my grammar, that i wasn't text all good like it doesn't matter how i talk, but it's mostly come from their partner (nub) they both know each other since kid (which basically they live in the same country)
So their partner also talk trash about my grammar and my art , and the more days of being with them, the both of them starting to become more selfish and toxic
They bullied me for being emo and tell self harm and suicide jokes around me and the worst part that waste make a drawing of me offing myself like WTF!? JUST BECAUSE IM EMO ITS DOESN'T MEAN THAT I HARM MYSELF EVERYDAY!!! YOU DONT KNOW WHAT IM GOING THROUGH!!!
And they made fun of my drawings and i try to tell them to stop and it isn't funny but they like no and still continue it, and pretend that they don't understand me and tell me how bad my grammar is and get this, they both live in Italy like FUXKING ITALY!!! THEY BOTH BORN IN ITALY, SPEAK ITALIAN AND YET TO MAKE FUN OF MY ENGLISH GRAMMAR LIKE THEY FLEX THEIR ENGLISH SO MUCH LIKE WHAT!? PEOPLE DONT HAVE THE PERFECT GRAMMAR ALRIGHT!?
And about the NSFW art, so we were minors at the time and they draw NSFW and so do I, yep they draw NSFW
And they make alt accounts so they don't add me!! They keep saying that "oh we don't have more room sorry [dead name]" BITCH YOU MAKE ALT ACCOUNT JUST REMOVE THE ALT ACCOUNTS OF THE SERVER, DONT PRETEND THAT YOU DON'T HAVE ROOM
I was actually so pissed off about how they treated me like they are so selfish, so show offie, only care about themselves and I did make drawings for them but they keep saying "oh sorry I was so busy with something" LIKE HOW!!?? HOW YOUR BUSY WITH TALKING YOUR TOXIC BITCH !?
And I finally did it that I finally left their stupid server and deleted discord which was the worse experience ever
And in 2020, when Deviantart announced that the old Deviantart layout was gonna retired and replace with the most lamest layout that makes waste to move to tumblr and they didn't know about that I don't have Tumblr account haha
And they no longer in the baldi basic community, they are in the hat the time or whatever that game is
So I remember saw a post about that they meet a user and so here the post (since their account is deactivated, bummer...)
Like w o w, you finally taste your own medicine huh?
That you LEGITIMATELY DID THE SAME DID THAT YOU DID TO ME AND SO YOUR PARTNER AND IM GLAD GOT WHAT YOU DESERVE AND THATS HOW I FELT
And I did remember seeing a drawing of different friends that they have like it's show that waste and nub bullying their old friends and get new ones but they are bullying the new ones
Like wow how nice you are and you like everybody which a fuxking lie that they made
But I think in either late 2023 or 2024 they deactivated their deviantart account
Which I should save their art and like...i actually like their art style is nice and all but they are a bully and same with their partner
I only like their art not them
So yea...maybe I will try to get my old discord account back cuz there is a server that they use to have but they all left lol
I can't believe that people who support them and they don't know what they did and I don't know if waste changed like if I got their discord name
And I will see if they change or not
If they say their sorry then I will give them 2nd chance but their are getting one chance
So yea...I just wanna talk about this since my other discord friends are busy with stuff...
#okay i know is pride month but i wanna talk about this#i do have screenshots of them but its in my other phone and I can't remember my old doscord account so yeaaa...#rant#personal rant
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2018, that was my last post. I've been doing a lot of soul searching the past few years. Life's been hard, but who here hasn't felt the that things have gotten rather tough?
So what the excuse for the absence? Why did I stop drawing) why did I let my comic ROT! Just good old trauma. You know the saying that the grass is always greener on the other side? Well I guess I fell for that old adage. I took a job, closer to home with better pay and seemingly better prospects, and within 18 months it began to eat away at me from within. All my flaws left magnified, my every step under scrutiny. At first you tell yourself to grown up and get on with it, be an adult and learn to cope. But it's taken until now to truly understand that a part of me knew something was wrong and that I was hollowing myself out.
I got pregnant in 2018, had my boy in 2019 which was classified as a traumatic birth. We both nearly died and mainly due to noone hearing my concerns, I knew something was a miss and I was right. I won't get lost in the weeds. Tired and in survival mode I trudged on, went back to work.
Then you spot it, the same pattern, the way the company likes to remove people they don't think are a good fit. No meetings addressing the issue, just cutting their involvement in mainline projects, assigning their work to others, cutting their dept budgets or assigning them unreachable goals and then you see it happening to you, and you KNOW what comes next. It either a 'redudancy' or an off-site sacking followed by a fake ass company wide email about how YOU decided to leave the company to pursue your passions.
I get pulled into a manditory 6 months review meeting to check how I'm doing after coming back from maternity leave, only to served a redundancy marked the same day as my birthday. Happy Birthday to me! 🎉
I saw it coming, but it STILL stung. "It's not you, it's just business" but you know that's not true. These smiling assassins have performed this play by the book to everyone else who wasn't well received or who didn't play ball. But they don't like confrontation, they'd rather the problem just disappeared. They want me to disappear...
Cue COVID!
The chaos, the stress, the fear, the isolation. The world changes, but you're still hurting. The healing doesn't really come. You feel broken and damaged but you have a child to look after, so you're stuck survival mode.
I had not found joy in my creations for sooooo looooooong, and that hurt. The guilt, the anger, the sadness trapped in a loop.
But in the past year or so, I've felt that spark start to ignite again. The path to healing hasn't been straight forward but similar to that of an artist. The wobbly line that climbs upwards so you progress. with leaps and setbacks along the way but the healing is happening and I am starting to recover, I'm starting to feel 'me' again.
Why'd it have to take years? Who knows, but looking back on this blog, my deviantart account, my comic, I'm feeling that enjoy again. That cruel voice in my head quietening. I've lost so much time, or have I? Is this what was needed, this very painful journey or growth? Had that toxic job consume too much unnoticed and this was what was needed to repair? Who knows.
What I do know is that I took a look and decided on what I wanted to be not want people expect. I did the same for my art. The worse part was that I ever let them make me believe my art wasn't good enough. Perhaps I wasn't the right fit, but I and the art was still good.
Getting this out has been healing. And once I hit post it'll feel real. And even if noone reads it, I'll know it out there in the void, it's been aired and I can move on finally and stop dwelling on the past and get on with it all!
If you stuck it out this far, kudos! Give yourself a pat on the back! That was a long read!
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Trauma's a bitch ...
2018, that was my last post. I've been doing a lot of soul searching the past few years. Life's been hard, but who here hasn't felt the that things have gotten rather tough?
So what the excuse for the absence? Why did I stop drawing) why did I let my comic ROT! Just good old trauma. You know the saying that the grass is always greener on the other side? Well I guess I fell for that old adage. I took a job, closer to home with better pay and seemingly better prospects, and within 18 months it began to eat away at me from within. All my flaws left magnified, my every step under scrutiny. At first you tell yourself to grown up and get on with it, be an adult and learn to cope. But it's taken until now to truly understand that a part of me knew something was wrong and that I was hollowing myself out.
I got pregnant in 2018, had my boy in 2019 which was classified as a traumatic birth. We both nearly died and mainly due to noone hearing my concerns, I knew something was a miss and I was right. I won't get lost in the weeds. Tired and in survival mode I trudged on, went back to work.
Then you spot it, the same pattern, the way the company likes to remove people they don't think are a good fit. No meetings addressing the issue, just cutting their involvement in mainline projects, assigning their work to others, cutting their dept budgets or assigning them unreachable goals and then you see it happening to you, and you KNOW what comes next. It either a 'redudancy' or an off-site sacking followed by a fake ass company wide email about how YOU decided to leave the company to pursue your passions.
I get pulled into a manditory 6 months review meeting to check how I'm doing after coming back from maternity leave, only to be served a redundancy marked the same day as my birthday. Happy birthday to me! 🎉
I saw it coming, but it STILL stung. "It's not you, it's just business" but you know that's not true. These smiling assassins have performed this play by the book to everyone else who wasn't well received or who didn't play ball. But they don't like confrontation, they'd rather the problem just disappeared. They want me to disappear...
Cue COVID!
The chaos, the stress, the fear, the isolation. The world changes, but you're still hurting. The healing doesn't really come. You feel broken and damaged but you have a child to look after, so you're stuck survival mode.
I had not found joy in my creations for sooooo looooooong, and that hurt. The guilt, the anger, the sadness trapped in a loop.
But in the past year or so, I've felt that spark start to ignite again. The path to healing hasn't been straight forward but similar to that of an artist. The wobbly line that climbs upwards so you progress. with leaps and setbacks along the way but the healing is happening and I am starting to recover, I'm starting to feel 'me' again.
Why'd it have to take years? Who knows, but looking back on this blog, my deviantart account, my comic, I'm feeling that enjoy again. That cruel voice in my head quietening. I've lost so much time, or have I? Is this what was needed, this very painful journey or growth? Had that toxic job consume too much unnoticed and this was what was needed to repair? Who knows.
What I do know is that I took a look and decided on what I wanted to be not want people expect. I did the same for my art. The worse part was that I ever let them make me believe my art wasn't good enough. Perhaps I wasn't the right fit, but I and the art was still good.
Getting this out has been healing. And once I hit post it'll feel real. And even if noone reads it, I'll know it out there in the void, it's been aired and I can move on finally and stop dwelling on the past and get on with it all!
If you stuck it out this far, kudos! Give yourself a pat on the back! That was a long read!
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PAW Patrol Episode Thoughts - Season 1
I'm copy-pasting this from my DeviantArt, kinda hoping it may give me the strength to pull through season 3 (season 4 has Sweetie BUT THE ROAD THERE IS SO BAD) and eventually the rest of this ongoing show.
In the future, this Tumblr should be updated at the same time as my DA, but for now, here's my season 1 thoughts.
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I decided to watch all the PAW Patrol episodes and summarize some thoughts, as I do. Some of these I've never seen and others it's been a long time, so kinda curious how they've all held up.
Just gonna give a little rating of 1-10 based on my initial reaction.
1/10 - The episode you'd force your worst enemy to watch on repeat
2/10 - Just awful
3/10 - Pretty terrible
4/10 - Didn't hate, but wouldn't wanna watch again
5/10 - Just okay
6/10 - Decent, wouldn't mind watching it again
7/10 - The average good
8/10 - Really liked it!
9/10 - This is a must-watch
10/10 - Probably my favorite episode ever like maybe two are going to get this rating
Obviously this is all subjective, just because an episode shares the same rating as another doesn't mean I think they're equal. I don't want to get into .5s and such, so I'm just rounding.
I'm also going by the episode order listed on the Fandom wiki, which doesn't correlate to the US air date in the slightest.
Also yeah, I'm gonna mention my OCs because I like them.
Episode 1: Pups Make a Splash/Pups Fall Festival
A: Rubble skateboards, Marshall doesn't know what a bay is, Rocky drops Cali in the tub twice, Captain Turbot is very kooky. 7/10
B: Snow in the fall, proof this is Canada. Also really love the pups going out and just being members of the community, not to mention Zuma and Skye are cute. 9/10
Episode 2: Pups save the Sea Turtles/Pups and the Very Big Baby
A: This is the introduction of Alex, which immediately knocks the score down, although it is the first instance of ChaseXSkye being teased and it is kinda informative about turtles. 7/10
B: Saving a beached whale is a cool concept and the interactions are good. 7/10
Episode 3: Pups and the Kitty-tastrophe/Pups Save a Train
A: Zuma...a kitten stole your hovercraft. Rubble is extra adorable, although I have to ask why Ryder thinks it's a good idea to send dogs to rescue cats. 8/10
B: I call BS trains cannot stop that fast and Chase absolutely should not be JUMPING OFF THE ROOF OF A MOVING TRAIN, very accurate on what a cat will do for food though. 9/10
Episode 4: Pup Pup Boogie/Pups in a Fog
A: Skye is a DDR master and Marshall can moonwalk confirmed. It's also weird how the groomer is basically the town vet. 8/10
B: Ryder knows how to break and enter. 7/10
Episode 5: Pup Pup Goose/Pup Pup and Away
A: RUBBLE NO DON'T GIVE GEESE BREAD THAT'S BAD FOR THEM. Marshall and Fuzzy are cute though and the amount of geese is further proof this is Canada. 7/10
B: Immediately knocking the score down for the fact this is the first instance of that annoying bowling-pin sound and the introduction of Mayor Humdinger. Although is this confirmation that Goodway stole Chickaletta from Farmer Yumi? 7/10
Episode 6: Pups on Ice/Pups and the Snow Monster
A: Yeah Alex is a very accurate representation of a little kid, thinking that being in mortal danger is super fun. 7/10
B: I have to immediately scream at them driving across a train bridge when there's a perfectly good road leading to the mountain. I never took Rubble for being cowardly, either, but here we are. 6/10
Episode 7: Pups Save the Circus/Pup a Doodle Do
A: Ryder, riding elephants is NOT something you should do and you don't calm an animal by climbing on their back. Also the air mattress should've popped. 5/10
B: Overall this one had a few good chuckles and the interactions were decent, but it was such a roundabout way to pad the timer. 6/10
Episode 8: Pups Pit Crew/Pups Fight Fire
A: Alex once again causes problems because he refuses to listen, thankfully he gets scolded by everyone when he shows he didn't learn anything, but...Ryder, you should've installed proper breaks to begin with like....come on. You're smarter than that. 5/10
B: Ryder being like "Marshall, you're our emergency" was just mean. I also don't realize how they were so inconsistent with the timer, but it was cute seeing everyone come together for Marshall. 7/10
Episode 9: Pups Save the Treats/Pups Get a Lift
A: Mr. Porter...why didn't you use your parking break on a hill? Also Ryder had all that talk about "using a hovercraft to not put extra weight on the ice" THEN JUST WALKED OUT ON IT ANYWAYS AND GOT INTO TROUBLE. FOLLOW YOUR OWN ADVICE, DUDE. 7/10
B: Cats completely freaking out and hating the cold is so accurate it hurts. Also Rubble is so adorable here. 9/10
Episode 10: Pups and the Ghost Pirate
Rubble dressed as Elvis is so cute, but why does Ryder keep asking Marshall to be flown even though he knows he's scared of flying...like anyone could go in the air here. Still, good laughs. 7/10
Episode 11: Pups Save Christmas
Pretty alright and kinda what I expect of a Christmas episode. Ryder completely got cheated out of a gift, though. 6/10
Episode 12: Pups Get a Rubble/Pups Save a Walrus
A: Kinda set the gold standard for how to introduce OCs and I really wish they did more origin stories for the pups, even though there's more than a few inconsistencies. Rubble really is a writers pet. 7/10
B: Kinda wish they used this fishing net story to bring more attention to how much ocean trash there is, but it fell short in that regard. 6/10
Episode 13: Pups Save the Bunnies/Pup-tacular
A: Not gonna fault on the whole "you shouldn't give rabbits carrots" since these are wild bunnies and carrots are like candy to them, BUT I will fault Ryder and others for PICKING UP WILD ANIMALS AND FEEDING THEM CAKE. Surprised we never heard anything more about the rabbit Skye kept, WHICH AGAIN, YOU CANNOT JUST TAKE A WILD ANIMAL FOR A PET. 7/10
B: Poor Katie, getting disappointed again and again as each pup gets called away, but Rocky pushing aside his wants for her was super sweet and made it a feel-good episode. 9/10
Episode 14: Pups Save the Bay/Pups Save a Goodway
A: This was kinda informative about ocean oil spills, but the methods... I know, kids show, they're not gonna set their bay on fire, but still, towels are not a skimmer replacement. 7/10
B: Accurate to how family treats you over small things. It's kinda weird that the statue is just Humdinger's model, but this was the first season and they were on a budget. 6/10
Episode 15: Pups Save a Hoedown/Pups Save Alex
A: All the pups in their little cowboy hats are so cute, but it was an enjoyable episode, too. 7/10
B: Oh my god cats hissing and slapping carriers....accurate. Don't know why it's titled "save Alex" since he just...tags along and acts like an excited little kid. 8/10
Episode 16: Pups Save a School Day/Pups Turn on the Lights
A: Don't know why Alex was planning on eating a tuna sandwich that had been unrefrigerated over night, I think it's better that Cali got it. Although, Ryder, bro...you need to actually MEASURE the food so that way you're not over/under feeding your dogs. Also Rocky is a purse-snatcher. 8/10
B: The amount of UNIQUE ANIMATION in this episode is great and Adventure Bay runs on renewable energy, but the wind turbines weren't made correctly. Still, the surprise party for Chase is cute and Byte would be great in an episode like this. Surprised Ryder doesn't have a generator, though, or at least a battery backup. 7/10
Episode 17: Pups Save a Pool Day/Circus Pup-Formers
A: Marshall has the most indestructible pool floatie I've ever seen and his elevator joke actually got a chuckle out of me. But, if the water tower pipe is bent that would cut off the water for the whole town and not just the pool? And if everyone was so hot why not swim in the ocean...? 7/10
B: Ryder just reads the cereal box while eating instead of watching YouTube like the rest of us. Ryder volunteering his pups without their consent was kinda scummy though and Marshall's reaction was completely warranted. 6/10
Episode 18: Pups Save the Easter Egg Hunt
Is this Skye's bunny making a return? First Fuzzy comes back in episode 16 and now Skye's bunny, are they beginning to care about continuity? Do love how everyone is just like "oh no! That eagle took all the eggs and candy! ...Oh yeah and Rocky too, I guess." What I wanna know is how Alex got that egg out of the nest when it was so high up and how the egg was still alive without the warmth. Skye also not being afraid of eagles feels weird. 6/10
Episode 19: Pups Save a Super Pup/Pups Save Ryder's Robot
A: Rubble cosplays and it's adorable, also is 10x better than Mighty Pups could ever dream of being. This seems like a good job for Tara, although Zuma struggling to drive Rubble's rig is cute. 6/10
B: Ryder starting the robot apocalypse to replace all his dogs with machines. 6/10
Episode 20: Pups Go All Monkey/Pups Save a Hoot
A: Mr. Porter you should know better than to leave the keys in your car, just lucky Ryder somehow knows how to drive an actual car despite being 10. 7/10
B: Chase is very cute with little Hooty, also kinda funny how Chase is just BSing the entire "yes I can speak owl" thing. Honestly the nostalgia of this one was better than the actual episode. 8/10
Episode 21: Pups Save a Bat/Pups Save a Toof
A: Ryder just like "thank god, finally a day without any trouble-- ah shit". What this episode was so delicately trying to walk around is if a bat is out during the day, they could be rabid. Ryder's smart sending in his dogs since they've gotta be vaccinated. 8/10
B: After getting my wisdom teeth out, I am 100% behind Chase. Fuck the dentist/oral surgeon. It's also just a loose puppy tooth, it would come out on it's own anyway. Ryder and Rocky not liking brussel sprouts and water though don't really count as fears? And we didn't even see Zuma's fear. Also might want to point out that a human dentist isn't going to work on a dog's teeth. Ryder, take your damn dogs to a vet. 9/10
Episode 22: Pups Save the Camping Trip/Pups and the Trouble with Turtles
A: Rocky really was about to light up a turtle, huh. It's cute seeing the pups just out having a life outside of rescuing and this episode teases Chase's crush on Skye even more. 8/10
B: Everyone naming the turtles something that rhymes with "turtle" then Marshall just going "Joey. What? I like the name Joey" was great, although it's so weird seeing Ryder only call one pup for a mission? This one was also really good, solid 8/10
Episode 23: Pups and the Beanstalk/Pups Save the Turbots
A: Chase's crushing on Skye is so obvious even Rubble knows. While I don't really care for the Rubble's dream episodes, this one was good. 7/10
B: I don't know how I feel about Skye swooning over Francois, you know, A HUMAN, and then Rubble being like "I can be French too! Impressed?" Also this actively made me look up if a blue-footed booby bird is real and...yes. It is. I think they just used it to see if they could get away with that name. But god is Francois insufferable in this episode. 7/10
Episode 24: Pups and the Lighthouse Boogie/Pups Save Ryder
A: Rubble is pure lightning at DDR, his speed is incredible, even though Zuma can outlast him. Still, a cute rescue and the water animation/texture actually has some effort put into it! 8/10
B: You know considering he was on a cliff, I'm surprised the pups didn't think he went splat. Also surprised the pup pad didn't completely shatter, I mean... I cracked a phone screen once when it fell 2 inches. A 100 foot drop doesn't break it, but a goat's teeth does. Amazing. Is really cute to see the pups actually take full command here. 8/10
Episode 25: Pups Great Race/Pups Take the Cake
A: Chase completely panicking about his cones is funny, but man Alex did good keeping up with them. 7/10
B: Goodway, you need to give much more advance notice to a baker for a big cake like this, you can't frost a cake while it's hot! This "let's get it done in a few hours" is completely unrealistic, even if it was just a single layer sheet cake. Also it needs HEAVY DUTY SUPPORTS so the layers don't crush each other. Still a cute episode though. 8/10
Episode 26: Pups and the Pirate Treasure
Ah! A pirate's cave! Another episode Tara would be perfect for. Although, all the pups working together to solve a mystery and find pirate treasure is cute and cool and a good way to end off season 1. 8/10
Season 1 overall:
The voice acting in some of the earlier episodes is pretty mediocre, but there's some actual effort put into the animation and lighting. Not to mention, all the characters have personalities. They're actual members of the community, the dogs are dogs and you can really see the bond they have with Ryder. Watching it reminds me of why I fell in love with the series to begin with.
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We don't really have a deadline to leave other than "sometime when the weather is nicer," but generally speaking we have about 2 months to either find a new car or fix our setup for the summer. If we can't swap it out we'll still be okay out there, it's just so exhausting to have to move our stuff around constantly to make it fit inside a Murano. We can NOT stealth camp with this setup, it's boondocking only, which makes things a lot more complex, and we can't even really fit all of the supplies we actually need with us in there at all times. We also can't take anyone else in the car with us when we've got it set up for camp, which can make things weird in a pinch at times, too.
I've posted this before, but here's a couple pics of what we're working with: the whole house from the outside, and the view from our bed when its set up. I could probably keep doing this indefinitely if it was just me, but with both of us and all our supplies in here it's pretty tricky.
I've never sold a car before, and I know mine is NOT worth the full blue book value, but if I could get even 1/4 of it I'm pretty sure we could buy an equally used van with that. But I also have never bought a car bc my dad passed this one down to me... I know you need to, like, check the frame for rust, among other things? but idk how to identify other big deal breakers.
Anyway... saw the notif for ~60 days and I just got ponderous. I'm working on some posts for Ko-Fi right now as well, thinking about what kind of art and other incentives I'll be able to keep offering from camp this summer.
I've been trying to post more on Insta, too, as much as I hate it... I've sworn off all other social media and I don't really want my tumblr attached to my IRL stuff as much as possible (i know it already is to a certain degree, i just try to keep things tidy), so I guess Insta is where I'll be for now, unless a worthy successor to DeviantArt shows up. I suppose I could make a side/art blog too, but I already have one for photography and like, mehhh Idk.
In any case, I'm very grateful not to be out there now. Here's some pics from the last few days. Michigan is getting even more snow than here because of the lake effect.
We're hopeful of coming back here next winter as well... it'd be nice to be able to stay here long term. Our friend shares our dream of being able to bring the cats here and reunite them with Bel, but it's ultimately not up to them, so we're not sure if or when that might ever come to pass.
For now, the one thing that's for sure is that we need to be able to stay mobile, and we need more space in the car. But I do think that keeping up our usual lifestyle like this is feasible. We've both been making art here, and we do it out at camp more than anywhere else. If I can figure out a good sub tier structure for ko-fi and have subscriber stuff go out once a month instead of going to the post office every time I get an order, that would be way easier. And having some money coming in would mean ebegging less. I haven't looked into air fairs/fests yet either but maybe I can sell some art there too. But again, we either have to have a bigger vehicle or some kind of home base for all of it to work. It's tricky, but no moreso than trying to get housing.
I accidentally added a poll and I'm not copypasting this entire draft to get rid of it omg. End of post
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Im not done yet but move it thoughts so far (SPOILERS)
I hate this but i'm getting this out of the way right now because i am NOT pointing out every time this happens, but i cannot believe how much unintentional deviantart type shit is in this?? Obviously it's all goofy cartoon gags so it's innocuous in intent but with so many in quick succession it feels like we're checking off boxes here. Kids, there's nothing more cool than drawing characters you like, but if an anonymous stranger ever randomly approaches you asking you to draw "what if ashley was giant haha", THAT'S NO GOOD
One other thing before i get into the individual stages that i thought was weird even back when they released the trailers for this, and i'm being a little fun police about this, is fhat i dont like the implication that this ancient civilization was colonized and converted into a tourist trap. I don't know how i would have fixed this but seeing it all laid out like that is like oh, this feels sucky.
WARIO: I like the callback to smooves in his stage and also that he gets both in and out of trouble by being a massive dick. The new voice......it's gonnna have to grow on me
MONA: Was a little disappointed that she was looking for mermaids instead of like barnacles or something but it's fine, mermaids can be for everyone. Joe is a fucking maniac but i respect him.
THE CRYGORS: really fucking cute. I love the pose mike does when you win. Also, the retroactive cave drawings of each of them are super funny
ORBULON:
W
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4.T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OK first of all, i know i said that i wasnt gonna bring this up again but i really really hate the orbulon weight gain thing. Do you know how many of that exact image i have been accosted by before this game was even announced just by googling his name?? TOO MANY. And now all of them are REAL. I feel betrayed.
now that that's out of the way. WHAT!!!!!
I don't know how to feel about the oinker being alive. I'm at a loss. On one hand, it upends everything we know about the oinker. On the other hand, i too have a soul bond with my car
I enjoyed being able to look inside orbulon's brain. I think that is all i ever wanted to do in a wario game.
One thing i think is highly consistent with his old characterization is that he WOULD instantly welcome people worshipping him like a god
THE ORBULON DAD REVEAL. It's like. See I thought we were going to meet him in person and it would be like a big lore thing but this is literally a joke. I'm ok with a joke. I'm ok with a gaff.
I really appreciated all of the slapstick. If orbulon doesn't eat shit on the concrete is it even worth it
This is in a later cutscene but i'm addressing it here, i simultaneously love and hate the fact that orbulon is depicted sleeping on a lounge chair slurping a drink because i literally drew him doing exactly that in the next camping episode. I'm very happy that we are all in agreement that that is a thing he can do. But mark my words i did it first so you gotta act surprised okay
OK one last thing but i really liked rhe chicken rap
ASHLEY: Just your standard garden variety ashley cutscene. Even on vacation red needs a vacation
THE REMIX BUS: this is my favorite cutscene in the game. Super funny, love the chaos as well as seeing each character fooling around and just hanging out, and mike's singing is melodious. This is the peace all true warriors strive for
CRICKET & MANTIS: I think i said "WHAT" out loud like five times during both of these cutscenes. WHAT!!!!!!!!!
KAT & ANA: Similarly, CRACTUS??!!!?! FROM WARIO LAND??!! I enjoy how many random throwbacks this game has. Also, nice to see the return of leo even though i didnt care about him that much. He's alright
JIMMY T: Beautiful as always. 10/10 no notes
Dribblenspitz: I think there is more raw emotion in dribble's "AW, NUTS" than the entire rest of the game. Love their cutscene
Also love that REPORTER KEN is BACK and i guess he wears contacts now good for him. Love the traditional dribblenspitz sci fi shooter boss
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GET TO KNOW NEO
name — Neo and on some other blogs An-chan
pronouns— She/her
preferred comms — I get webhooks alerts to replies and asks, and tumblr very rarely alerts me to ims, but it is available to those who prefer communications via tumblr. Discord is the most reliable.
name of muse — Haru Miura on this blog and many more that i'm too lazy to list out on other blogs.
experience in RP — Around 16 years I think. Crazy as it is, I started out on Quizilla when you used to be able to message people. Then I moved to a proboards site when a friend invited me to join one she created. Was there for a long time. Dabbled a bit in RP'ing with a group on DeviantArt. Did a bit of skype rp from there. Then I moved to tumblr rp. I may have attempted to dabble in discord RP and ye- it's not exactly for me, but I can do it. I hate feeling limited though.
best experiences— Any iteration of: "You know, you made me change my mind on how I see Haru." Truly, the biggest serotonin boost I'd ever need in life. This is my goal in life. What I aspire to do with my writing. Not RP, but I got a Haru hater to like Haru after reading a few of my fics years back. You thought you were going to hate read and give hate? Jokes on you, I OPENED YOUR EYES.
pet peeves/dealbreakers — If you've reposted fanart without credit nor permission and i've talked to you about it and you dismissed my concerns about reposting fanart, i'll instantly block you. It's in my rules for a reason. Tho- I suppose that's just breaking my rules so maybe it doesn't count as a dealbreaker?
Not necessarily a peeve but more of a turn off, but I really don't like it when someone has the repeat energy of 'No one would want to rp with me, I don't see why I bother,' 'Did anyone miss me? No? Okay' etc. It probably sounds petty of me, but I don't like it. It dismisses the efforts of those who have been trying to connect to you, and I come onto tumblr to have fun, so I don't want to come here and feel bogged down. The energy actually disheartens me and brings my own mood down because I end up sympathizing with them too much. For the sake of my own mentality, I end up distancing myself.
muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ) — I enjoy fluff and angst a lot. Smut... depends... on the muse... and relationships... and how comfortable I am with the mun. I'm big shy in general so it can take time to warm me up to talking about smut in regards to muses. Once I'm used to talking to you about it and i'm comfortable with you, i'm pretty open about it. Truly, I'm big on troll humor though, so crack humor kinda threads really have my heart. If you wanna talk smut with me, you gotta be the one to bring it up because 99.5% of the time, it won't be me bringing it up first.
IF we aren't shipping, then you better hope one day I even reblog a risque meme for you to inquire about it. I'm a lil wary about talking about it to begin with.
plot or memes — Plots, as some of us know that i'm not very keen on memes as my relationship with the inbox is not positive. Still working on it though, one blog at a time. Memes are fun when i'm in the mood for them. This goes for reblogging them or sending in to people.
long or short replies — Both are fine with me, and both are great in their own right. Long ones are nice as they give you a lot to explore but it also takes a while to reply to and it can tire me out. Short threads are short and simple. They're nice, and then you get me being suddenly inspired and whoops- suddenly it's a long thread. (short replies = 3 paragraphs in my mind).
best time to write — I'm finding myself to be more active in the night hours, so the PMs. I do tend to be high inspiration in the AMs, but i'm usually at work or low energy. So that's when I spend the time thinking of what i'll write and then stow those ideas for when I do have the energy.
are you like your muse?: I've been told that I'm very much like Haru, and it's mostly in some habits, i'd say. Haru is a way better human than I am. Fit for life. I, a dehydrated prune is not fit for life. We both share our troll heart, our tendency for conspiracy thoughts, dramatics, speaking in third person and such. Basically, consider me the unhealthy introvert AU for Haru.
Tagged by: @ryuusake
Tagging: I don't tag
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New Pinned, and on More Or Less Leaving Twitter
As the old one got long-winded (it kind of turned into an explanation for why the policy that broke me was bad at points, this is less of a concern now because it just keeps getting worse), I'm gonna make a shorter pinned now, lasting until I feel a majority of people following my Twitter accounts that have any vested interest in me make their way over here and elsewhere.
As of... A while ago, honestly, I have decided I will no longer use Twitter for art, lore, or videos. I will still use Twitter to promote them, but I admittedly do not anticipate that the platform will persist as a viable place for trans people to exist for very long, so this is mostly to wink-wink nudge-nudge people following me onto other platforms that will house my content for the foreseeable future. I am likely to continue interacting with stuff on Twitter for as long as my accounts remain intact, and may post preview snippets in announcement tweets. At the current time, I do not have a means or intent to monetize, let alone paywall, my content, save possibly through commissions- if you see a post from me that is a preview I urge you to check the thread for the link to the full version. These will not be paywalled for the foreseeable future- I would like to emphasize this as a previous post that had a cropped version of the image and telling viewers to visit the link in the reply. The full version seemed to achieve greatly more interaction than did either the reply with the link in it, or the Newgrounds post it linked to that showed the whole thing. I think people assumed this was a preview for a Patreon post and moved on, it's not. I don't want to get too pushy because personally I hate setting up accounts for things I'm unfamiliar with but, like, it's free, a lot of artists are going there, and Twitter is in very bad shape.
Now that I have you on this site, I urge you to check my Carrd for the others. Tumblr will be mostly for off-the-cuff writing and WIP/concept art, Wix will be more organized, Newgrounds will be finished art, Reddit is there (for now), and DeviantArt will be backup art if I ever forgive them for their little debacle. I intend to eventually start streaming on Twitch, possibly without voice just to get it off the ground in a reasonable timeframe, and posting algorithm fodder to YouTube. I intend to eventually have a Discord but even at my size having a Discord that anyone can just join requires moderation and I can't really do that right now, not the least alone.
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Hazbin Liveblog Episode 8
And the finale!
Oh yeah, I bet you'd like to see Alastor get fucked. /shot For real though, the animation here is so good.
Lilith mentioned again. Hmmmmmmmm.
Angel getting off the pole by flipping around like it's an actual pole is a nice touch.
I like Angel's little hat.
6/10 for going 'but if we don't win' during a pep talk, even if it's followed by something sweet. Cherri's unimpressed look is great though.
Oh, Niffty. I love not dying too, Vaggie. My favorite thing to do.
The animation on Alastor's little head-waggle is fantastic.
Alastor and Niffty moment, eeeee! Mimzy's right, he really is sweet if he actually likes you. He let her put a crown of roaches on his head and just laughed a little.
Oh, Angel is in love in love.
MISS BOMB...
THE CAPTIONS STRAIGHT UP CALL IT 'ROMANTIC MUSIC'
He's doing his best!!!!
Two dicks semi-canon, huh.....
Aaaaaand I'm tearing up at the soft ballad love reprise of More than Anything... love always matters, whether familial, romantic, platonic, or something in between.
And the kiss is lovely, not too quick but moving in at the same time and confident the other reciprocates. That's so sweet.
I never really noticed before, but why do all the exterminators have different horns? You think they'd all match either Adam (as the leader) or Lute (as the general that isn't Adam but is one of 'them'.)
The more intense Lute is, the more I like her.
So all exterminators are women? Wonder how that happened, if Adam decided he just wanted to lead an all-girl army or they were all made off one specific base.
Oh hey, cool outfits from Charlie and Vaggie! I like the Apple symbol on her mask/helmet thing.
Cherri looking butch and me looking Gay, mayhaps... I also love how Angel tore the middle off his suit and, although I can't quite tell from the style, hotpants. He's going down with his midriff exposed, by god.
Oh hey, Velvette isn't straightening her hair! Probably not worth it if they're laying low where nobody's watching. I love her dress too.
"Let the slaughter begin" I am going to rewatch that a few times. Just for me.
Niffty is definitely helping by stabbing the corpses. I love her.
I just noticed Charlie's in a cute little crown! It looks good on her, subtle but tasteful.
Ponytail Vaggie Fucks. And she WILL be fucking Charlie by the end of the week, I'm s. That's a look meant for eating pussy.
Adam coughing after taking down the shield... he's probably not used to putting in any real effort, just taking down helpless sinners like fish in a barrel.
"First man, next to die" is a banger of a line.
And the Alastor Swear tally is up to three!
"Jazz is for pussies" is nothing next to the first man line. Up your game, man, you're talking to a real wordsmith. Alastor's whole Thing is obnoxiously talking you to death.
I am like 90% sure whoever put in the 'edge-lord' line was snickering to themselves while writing it. He is, but we love him. (Viv's comic joking about how he's an edgy deviantart oc was just going around again the other day.)
I actually wheezed out loud at 'too much fucking red'.
Alastor absolutely pinned it- Adam's coasted for far too long and doesn't have any real, dangerous bite behind his bark. Alastor's probably fucked over dozens of overconfident pricks just like him.
See, 'radio is fucking dead' is a better line! Don't know how much sense it makes for Adam to know to say that since Alastor didn't really introduce himself as the Radio Demon, but still.
Oh. Oh he fucked up.
Alastor swear count is up to four, and the first one that's not carefully calculated.
On one hand: This is Bad. On the other, as a Favorites Getting Fucked Up Enjoyer: This is great.
I love how Velvette and Val seem to be watching Vox freak out over the actual screen.
And a thousand fic-writers cried out in anguish at Vagatha being decanonized. Was that ever canon or just a fanon thing?
You know, it makes perfect sense the fireworks thing from the pilot could be used in combat.
Yeah, you did walk right into that one.
Aaaaa big brother Angel is so good. Poor little eggy.
WAIT, ARE WE.... WAIT IS THE DEATH ACTUALLY GONNA BE PENT OR IS THIS GONNA BE A FAKEOUT? At least he got his kiss.
NOOOOOO
Oh fuck Charlie looks badass, and of course it would be like a magical girl thing.
I love how brutal Lute is- slamming her head violently against the table especially. There's no attempt to make the girl on girl fight 'sexy'.
Oh wait, she has a tail???? I didn't see it at first, but it's a good look on her.
Called Vaggie was going to pull a 'you only get to live because I let you'. Brutal that she lost her arm though, but deserved.
Okay, I actually shrieked out loud with laughter at 'I'm going to fuck you' and it went dead silent and cut to everybody's expressions and Angel has the fucking best smug grin. I sense as soon as I return to twitter at least five people I follow will have that as an icon.
"Wait, what did I say" and it goes right back to fighting. Comedy gold.
Niffty killing him is pitch-fucking-perfect. I never would have seen it coming but I also adore it. Niffty the king-slayer.
The switch between drama and jokes in this episode are really on-point. I do think Adam obliterating Pentious in half a second was... a bit much, though.
Charlie... they were never going to listen.
A reprise of 'happy day in hell' with a theme of 'the show must go on'... that's brilliant. I love Jeremy's voice, it's perfect.
Alastor looks completely fucking unhinged and I'm Looking Intently.
WHAT? WHAT????? Is he like..... replacement Adam now???? Or just proof redemption works?
So.... Lilith masterminding Alastor's deal not proven or disproven, but she did make a deal with Lute somehow to kill Adam. Iiiiiinteresting.
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oh awesome Tumblr ads are auto playing WITH SOUND now
I think social media is done for. All it is (or ever was for that matter) is just way to make pennies off of people. And they weren't satisfied with just that. They need every penny.
So here it goes. Everything just eventually turns into the most efficient data mining rig, sacrificing the main point of why people used social media in the first place. Enshitification.
I remember I deleted my Facebook account over this exact same fucking thing.
Fuckbook was always a data mine. Twitter, well, is having a Moment. Discord is changing things just for the sake of changing things to appease venture capital. Reddit is going public and is burning all of its bridges in the progress. deviantArt used to be a functional art gallery. FurAffinity is ran by fucking morons. Tumblr used to be fun to use. But now it's running down the same path demanded by capitalism. Infinite growth. (not the fun kind)
Keep adding features and hope it adds users. Keep changing things for the sake of changing them. Not listening to the main users of your platform, alienating them. All for a ruse that promises a few extra pennies.
And the thing that makes me angrier; it fucking works.
Netflix stopped people from sharing accounts. This caused the highest sign-up numbers for Netflix ever in the past 4 years. The children have forgotten how to yar har.*
People who use Twitter, Tumblr, Reddit, or Discord are stuck there. Whether they're just addicted or have friends who are only there and won't move on to something better. It's even hard for me.
Just. Fuck all of this. I just need to get a flip phone and an iPod and call it a day. I don't need this anymore.
Please join a Fediverse project. It's the only social media you can use without having to sell your soul first.
Come find me over there.
*edit - that "news" ""article"" that claimed that Netflix accounts jumped was actually marketing from an analytics company and lies by omission.
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Coming Out...
I've been happy with these terms for so long, I feel like I need to express it to you... Even if it felt a bit painful...
I'm proud to announce that I'm Genderfluid. I've been having a Gender Dysphoria for a long time, since 2 months into my Sophomore (11th) year, and I finally found out who I truley was... Previously I was Demigirl, meaning I was full girl, but different. THAT didn't suit me anymore as I got to February... I just went off as genderless, Aka Nonbinary. Nonbinary suited me for a little bit, until that wasn't the case either as Spring Break started. I looked through the information, and I finally found out why my Gender Identity changed constantly... In the end of April I discovered I was Genderfluid... What does that mean?
My gender identity changes around infinitely, and it concludes that my gender was never meant to be confirmed.... I was previously a girl, but I'm fine with They/Them Pronouns. ❤️
Here's an example:
Day 1: Nonbinary
Day 2: Bigender
Day 3: Pangender
Day 4: Demigirl
Day 5: Transgender
and the gender list goes on and mixes around everyweek and day.
Lastly, for the gender part, I have been connected to wolves for so long.. both mentally and physically.. so long that I did not realize what I was until now. (I was like this all the way back in 2012, when I was in elementary)
I kept thinking I was something else. I constantly howled when I'm home alone, and that I wish I had someone to do it with me... And I bark, like other wolves or werewolves...
Not that I'm Genderfluid, but I am also WolfGender. WolfGender means that I connect with Lycanthrope/Wolf/Werewolf Life, and that I was a wolf in the first place...
I have been questioning to myself if I was always going to be with a boy, girl, whoever else, or remain single for the rest of my life when I was a girl...
In 2014, I had watched a show that eventually made me feel this... attraction to people.
You guessed it...
Inanimate Insanity
But so to let you know, it is NOT season 1. It is season 2.
The character that started to make me attracted to a gender was Microphone... Microphone was a hyped contestant, but eventually things got deep for her... I had loved this character for 6 1/2 years, and I kept constantly drawing her as a werewolf... Whenever I drew Mic, I felt happy. When I was 10 years old, I got a T-Shirt of her... My god I felt like life was complete ❤️
Throughout Middle School, I have had my first relationship with someone... Zero was my first crush that I had ever hung out. However, long story short, we broke up due to multiple toxic reasons (Involving me, and It was my fault...).
That took me a whole year to move on, and breakups aren't that easy to get over sometimes. I thought I couldn't be happy anymore, until I found Cory...
Cory was also a girl, like how I was... We both met on deviantart, and we would always hang out with each other. We both liked the same thing, and we like the same kinks (Aagh, I apologize for mentioning!!), But they weren't NSFW, don't worry! Me and Them would always chat on Discord... But then I developed a crush on them... Cory felt suprised when I told them how I was starting to feel... It had been 2 years since I fell in love with someone, and I was happy that the feeling came back.
However, we didn't start a relationship just yet... and was called off early a week after I told them in March, due to the fact they were shy... I understood that feeling. What honestly almost lost my future was the prom. Originally, Cory DID have a prom date to celebrate their night, but he cheated on them for another female... When they told me that he cheated on them, I knew It was time for me to become who I was meant for...
I wanted to be a Lesbian for the rest of my life... And it was my time to have that chance again... I was NOT desperate, but I wanted to make our future into a perfect never-ending chapter... We got together in April 2020 (during the COVID-19 pandemic), and I am happy to announce that we are still a couple! Though there ARE a few changes...
Cory eventually became Genderqueer and Bisexual, because they fell in love with a person (which is now a girl), and... I kinda felt anxious, but hey, it's all settled... Cuz, love is love.
I became Genderfluid, but I mainly identified as a boy, and considered to myself as Gay (I still did NOT want to be reminded of my previous relationship with Zero nor the Guy that had used me for Sexual Assault).
Both of us had felt more... And I realize that Love can and will be infinite 💙❤️🖤♾
So Everyone, Yes I am gay, but I'm also Polyamorous! Unfortunately it IS illegal in the United States, so this is why I'm not telling my school or my family about this... They do accept me for being Gay, but not the Polyamorous part. Again, I'm not telling them I'm Poly, in order to keep myself from being attacked and teased.
To Finalize my Coming Out Blog, I am also feeling attracted to something else... Kinda like how I fell in love with Microphone, but was from another show.
The show was called The Simpsons.
The Simpsons is one of the oldest animated sitcoms, yet it is still the funniest hits I had ever watched from Fox. Without them, I wouldn't have typed this final part...
However, I was not attracted to Marge, Homer, Lisa or anybody... In fact I was in love with a phsycopath... It isn't Snake Jailbird, or Homer's Killer...
I'm In love with Sideshow Bob (Robert Terwilliger).
At that moment when I felt flattered whenever he spoke, or was shown in some scenes of the show (old and new seasons, EXCEPT FOR HIS OLDER APPEARENCE)... I had drawn him for the first time, but it was kinda crappy, because I never drew a Simpsons character in my life. When I was younger I drew Itchy and Scratchy... For a while I stopped... I had a crush on both Itchy and Scratchy... Now it's that Palm Tree Haired Cutie. ❤️
I suddenly got curious if it was possible to love an character like him as a babe... Google gave me and answer, and It found out what my puzzle was.. it's not Bisexual, which I kinda figured...
Apparently, I am Fictosexual. I am in love with animated characters, whether from an adult animated show, teen animated, and POSSIBLY all-family animated show... Which Technically for me, I would always lay my heart on Bob's.
In Conclusion, it's ok to love who you care about, and what you care about, and it is okay to be true to yourself. You can be who you are, and who you think will make you happier, even if it is animated X3
Happy Pride, everyone! YOU ARE ALL VALID!!
#LoveIsLove
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So...I did a thing....
Ahhhh I’ve been so bored during these times that I went back through old art n my many DED DeviantArt accounts. I found this old beauty from 2013-14.... and I decided to redraw my girl in the middle
It’s me and two old friends during our TMNT phase in middle school. Kelsi (Sophie), Ella (Me Emma), and Tara (Sara). We’d actually call each other by these names and have over text Role plays....
Wrote fanfics bout us n everythin! Here’s the only one that I help with:
Kelsi gave a tiny wave to Donatello as he left with his brothers for patrol. He turned around and looked at her with pleading eyes. He had tried to convince them he needed to hang back, but now that Tara was here they decided to let her take over on watch patrol there. He glanced between the Shellraiser and his friend.
"You sure you don't want me to-"
"Nope! I'm fine, Tara will be here, and if I run into problems I can call. Just go, I can handle myself!" Tara gave a sharp nod and motioned with her hands for him to move along.
"Go on Don, I've got her." He hesitated before slipping inside and driving off. There was a moment of silence between the two cousins, smiles beginning to form on their faces.
"Is he gone?" Kelsi stretched her neck in an attempt to get a closer look. Tara ran over and peeked out.
"Gone, the taillights just disappeared." She looked back with a grin. "Ready?"
"Ready!" She snatched her laptop from underneath her wheelchair and opened the lid, browsing through the list they had made an hour earlier, complete with links and information underneath each case.
It wasn't that they were hiding this from the turtles they just…they wanted to do this on their own. If any of them figured out what it was they were up to, they were toast. No doubt that they would immediately be banned from continuing their new pastime, and life would go back to its former dull throbbing. There were nine pages worth of things to look at, and they couldn't choose for the longest time.
"We might want to start with something easy." Tara sighed, leaning back and scanning her eyes over the list. "I don't know, like maybe a missing cat."
"That's way too easy."
"Not for you." She teased. "But yeah, I know. What are you thinking?"
"Maybe bump it up a notch and try missing person?" Kelsi scrolled the cursor over the link to the site.
"You do realize you're on that list right?" Tara smirked. "Lucky me, I found Kelsi, how much money do I get?"
"Shut up." Kelsi threw her head back and laughed. "Just shut up, that's not funny."
She turned back to the screen while her cousin gave a fake pout. "Seriously, they'll be back in a few hours we need to pick something." She opened a link up to a case involving a missing car. It was merely out of curiosity, she had a feeling their first job would end up being a cat after all. She skimmed over the article and blinked in confusion, mumbling to herself.
"What is it?"
"Just reading, according to this article the car disappeared last Sunday when some hijacker stole it, but according to the owner, the car never left his garage."
"Pshh, well it's gone now, it had to end up leaving at one point or another." Tara leaned in closer to read the tiny print. "Footage? The guy kept six cameras in his garage? Must be quite the car."
"Yeah, it is actually." Kelsi opened up the picture attached. A cherry red Corvette that shone like the sun came up on the screen, and Tara could only cringe and suck in air through her teeth.
"Ouch, talk about money down the toilet."
"If there's a reward of over 1,000 dollars then he's not too hurt over it."
"One thousand?! For a Corvette?! This guy's trying to pull off some bargain, nobody's going to look for a Corvette with only one thousand dollars to gain."
"Nobody…except us."
"No."
"Tara! Come on!" Kelsi whipped her head around and pleaded, whining and shaking the monitor. "One thousand dollars, we can get it if we try!"
"Absolutely not. Not for that much money."
"We could weasel more out of him when we're done." Kelsi gave a grin. She wanted this really bad, Tara could tell. Though she didn't blame her, she spent a lot of time down there after all. The smell was beginning to become the norm for Tara. That was new.
"You are evil." Tara laughed.
"Come on, are you in or are you out?"
Tara hesitated. She wanted the money out of it, she wanted the adventure out of it, and she wanted to completely defy all rules she had been given in the past week. And finding that Corvette with her cousin could give her all of it. Kelsi held out her hand and raised an eyebrow, giving another annoying whiny plea. Tara sighed and shook her hand, letting another smile spread across her face.
"I'm in, let's go get that car."
Tara had her head phones plugged into her phone, simultaneously FaceTiming Kelsi as she walked down the streets of New York. It smelled like gasoline and crap, but she had started the mission and she was fine with it. The boys were on the other side of town, nothing could bother her as of right now.
“Okay, the garage should be coming up on your left,” Kelsi said. She was peering at the directions on her laptop and looking up to check on her cousin every two minutes. “There’s an alarm planted on every angle of it though, watch it.”
“How am I going to get in then?” Tara replied, making eye contact with her cousin through the screen. The resolution was fuzzy still, but she could manage. “I can’t take down all of the alarms, there are probably hidden ones.”
“Yeah, there are.” Kelsi began squinting at the screen again. “But you might be able to take them all out if you could disable the mainframe on the top floor.”
“I don’t know how to disable the mainframe Kels’, I’m not that smart.” Tara approached the building and crossed the street, leaning up against the side of it and pretending to smoke with a fake cigarette she had made a few minutes earlier. “I wish you could take it out for me.”
“I can’t, I would have to be there in person, besides, I’m not even sure I could accomplish that, I’m not terribly good with computers outside of error code fixes.”
“Then what do I do? I’m lost as to what you want from me here.” Tara peeked down the sides of the alleys, hoping nobody was listening in on their conversation. The feed went static, then came back in.
“You need to climb up the fire escape on the tattoo parlor next door and hop across to the roof of the garage.”
“Hop across? As in, jump-in-mid-air-and-land-on-the-other-rooftop across?”
“Yes, that kind of across? Cool?”
Tara swallowed a lump in her throat and shrugged, stuffing her fake cigarette back into her pocket. She found the fire escape and swung up trying to make as little noise as possible. It was really dark outside, but a few people roamed the streets checking out street vendors. Her main fear was either falling from the building or getting caught. She couldn’t choose which one was worse.
“I’m at the top.” Tara’s hair blew off to the side and she looked back down at her phone. Kelsi had her eyes fixed on her cousin with a weak smile and twitchy hands. “I’m going to jump now.”
“Just pray you don’t end up like me.”
“Thanks for the encouragement.” Her heart pounded as she approached the edge of the building and scuffed her foot on the concrete ledge. It definitely wasn’t comfy below, but she had to jump now or the entire mission would end. Was this even worth it? Self-doubt was incredible.
Tara gripped her phone tight, took in a deep breath, and pushed off. The first few seconds were slow motion, she couldn’t even tell she was falling or flying through the air. She didn’t dare open her eyes, she shut them tight enough for them to split. Her legs flailed around uselessly. She landed on the other rooftop with a solid thumping, and all the air in her lungs whooshed out with a grunt. Concrete again, she had made the jump.
“Yes! Tara you made it!” Kelsi clapped and gave a cheer.
“I…I need a moment.” Tara’s body shook with fear and her limbs ached, but she was more than proud that she had made it. She was okay now, she could complete the mission. After thirty seconds she managed to stop shaking and stand up again.
“Okay Tara, see the entrance?”
“No, there’s an air vent and weeds up here.” Tara said. “And a few dead cockroaches, ew.”
“About that air vent…hehe…”
“NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT, NOT IN A MILLION YEARS KELSI!” Tara glared at her phone, her cousin rubbing the back of her neck and whistling awkwardly.
“That’s the only way into the mainframe com-“
“NO! I AM NOT SQUEEZING THROUGH SOME DUMB AIR VENT, THINK AGAIN CHAPMAN!” Tara shook her head furiously. No way in no universe was anyone, especially Kelsi, going to force her down a stuffy air vent where she couldn’t breathe, and where she would get her arms stuck a moment later.
“Tara, there is literally no other way to get in, I’m sorry.”
“Then the deal’s off, I am not climbing through an air vent.” Tara shook her head and pursed her lips. “Not today, not ever.”
“Tara!” The whiny voice had come back, Tara hated that voice. “Please, don’t you want that money?”
“Yeah, but it isn’t worth a trip down that death hole air vent.”
“Tara, I didn’t want it to come to this but…climb down that air vent or I will tell Raph.” Kelsi had a slightly amused face now.
“I don’t really care if you tell him.” Tara shrugged.
“We aren’t talking about the same thing Tara. I’m talking about this mission, here and now. He will kill you.”
There was a moment of silence where they just stared at each other making strange faces and giving glares. “Don will kill you too to be honest.”
“No he won’t. I didn’t leave the lair. He would kill you though for leaving me down here alone. Options Tara, tick, tock.” Kelsi seemed really amused now, she had the worst poker face known to mankind. Tara stared at her with a hard glare.
“What if I told Donnie that you did something illegal?”
“I didn’t do anything illegal. That argument is invalid.”
“You’re assisting my break-in into some rich guy’s car garage.” Tara gave a smirk and crossed her arms. “So much for ‘invalid’ sister.”
“Why are we even talking about this, get into the air vent and get those tapes!”
Tara really hated this. She really hated this. There was nothing else for her to do, she didn’t fancy the idea of jumping across the buildings and climbing back down the fire escape again. She didn’t fancy sitting there waiting for the cops or Raph to find her either. She could always try climbing down the side of the brick building though. “I’m climbing down the side of the building and coming back, let’s get a new mission.” Tara headed over to the side and stuck one leg over when-
“Tara you’re a coward! Get in that air vent or I’ll tell them all you were a wimp when I reveal our mission!” Kelsi shouted.
“THE THINGS I DO FOR YOU KELS’!” Tara swung her leg back over and punched the lid off the vent, sliding her body inside. Hot and stuffy. Delightful. She crawled further down and it got cooler though, before she knew it she was directly above the entrance to the mainframe security, and she dropped in as quiet as a mouse. “What now?”
“There should be a power switch on the wall, flip that down.”
Surely enough, there it was, a big red switch she took pleasure in killing. The lights flickered out, leaving Kelsi’s FaceTime as the only source of light. “Now turn it back on, the computer should have corrupted.” And corrupted it was, error messages flashing on the screens, security cameras twitching, and not a single alarm going off.
“Genius. You’re a genius Kels-“
There was a soft thump behind her and she whipped around to face another girl about her age with medium length dark hair. She wore a jean jacket and black leggings, and she brushed off her legs with a huff. Tara’s heart leaped and she took a staggering step back. The girl looked up with a crooked smile and shoved her out of the way, opening the door to the garage and slamming it behind her.
“Get back here you punk!” Tara stuffed her phone in her pocket and ran after her, trailing the ear buds on the ground and nearly tackling the stranger on the concrete if it weren’t for her quick dodge and arm lock. “Let go of me you idiot, I will kill you right now!”
“Yeah, sure.” Her voice was soft and delicate. “I’m guessing you’re looking for the tapes on that Corvette too? Well they’re mine, thanks for taking security out for me.” She dropped Tara and ran to the back wall, stumbled up and freed one of the cameras from its plastic holders. Tara was red in the face and ready to kill.
“What right do you have?!”
“Every right, the same rights you have.” She landed softly back on the ground and gave another grin. “But your nerd forgot to tell you that there was only one camera working that night. And that’s this one.” She pointed at the device and sighed. “Such a shame you missed out on that money. Well, I’ll catch you later!”
“NERD?! EXCUSE ME!” There was a muffled shout from Tara’s pocket that she ignored. She reached in and hung up the call. Kelsi couldn’t bother her right now.
She made a dash for the exit but Tara grabbed her by the arm and slammed her into the ground. “No thanks, I think I’ll catch you later!” She snatched the camera and sprinted out the door and down the stairs to the exit. Her feet practically flew across the cement, but the same girl flipped over her and landed in front of her, hand outstretched.
“It was mine first.”
“I don’t care.”
“Who do you think you are?” She crossed her arms and glared.
“Tara. Nice to meet you. Now if you’ll excuse me…” She ducked in-between her legs and kept running. “I have business to take care of!”
Tara hated this girl, she wanted to put a good nineteen feet between them and get back to the lair before any of the turtles came back. Patrol time was almost up. She could hear the footsteps behind her though, that idiot was going to follow her. She needed to lead her in the wrong direction.
She reached the bottom and skidded across the ground to the fire exit, but the girl yanked her hair, stole the camera, and pushed ahead again. Tara shouted and cursed, waving her fist and chasing after her, but the dark haired girl disappeared into the dark alleys across the street before Tara could catch her. A small piece of paper fluttered in the breeze, Tara figured it were just a shred of a magazine or newspaper. But instead it had handwritten words on it in silver sparkling pen ink. She snatched it from the wind’s grasp and fumbled picking her phone back up to redial Kels’. The note made her even angrier.
Have a wonderful day!
~Ella
Tara crumpled up the scrap and stomped on it, her breathing heavy again. She slipped back into the sewers and trudged through the raw sewage all the way back.
Ella was going to regret messing up her chance for the money.
She was going to regret it.
#tmnt oc#tmnt 2012#old art#pay no mind to it kinda trashy#skskjsjs#Ella Jones Oc#curlyq's#curlyqsart
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Everything Is Green {Krii7y}
DeviantArt: SugarHigh100 (Smii7y)
Twitter: Beaudicea (Kryoz)
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Trigger Warning!: In this story, I will write about colour blindness. Sorry if I do not get it correct as I myself do not suffer from anything of the sort (I am mildly longsighted). If this may offend you, please don't read. And I would really love to hear from some colour blind people on how I can fix my perception of it up in case I write this type of thing again.
Remember that this is MY interpretation of colour blindness (Protanomaly and Tritanopia), this is how I understood what I read from my research. So please don't take it personally if I get it completely wrong.
In this story, there will also be:
Anxiety Attacks –Based off of the ones I get. Because everyone experiences these differently-
Bullying (mentioned)
Swearing
Self-Deprecating Tendencies
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Life gets pretty boring when all you see if various shades of green, grey and if you're lucky, violet.
But not the pretty, dark violet everyone else sees. No, it's a dull, kind of light version.
That's just life when your parents are Red-Green and Blue-Yellow colour blind and you pull the short straw on both ends.
No, I couldn't just have one; like not perceiving reds or greens properly. Or maybe become a very rare case and not be able to see blues properly.
No.
I ended up Red-Green in one eye and Blue-Yellow in the other.
So my world is full of dull, warped greens, boring and monotonous blacks and whites, only light grey and maybe, if luck wants to grace me, with violet. I strive for the moments that slightly purply-blue colour pops, I try to capture every detail of the moment so that I can try recreate it.
My parents try to tell me that when I'm older, my eyes may get better.
But I know that they won't.
Magic doesn't exist. If you're born with these things, you live with them forever.
People get weirded out by me. I confuse them. So I learnt to keep to myself. I sit under the trees, on the grass, things that should be blindingly green and are but just a dull blue really.
I got told that my glasses would help me see colours properly, but the kids all picked on me, so I don't wear them anymore.
The glasses were pretty cool I guess, I mean they were blue and red, and the world looked amazing back in fifth grade for the month that I wore them.
It's been five years since I've worn them though, I figured that, if I was picked on in fifth grade, high school would be no saving grace. So they sit in draw at home, collecting dust.
I guess life isn't too bad, I mean, at least I'm not blind. But this is no better.
"Hey. Hey. Can you hear me?" I kept my head down, knowing exactly who it was.
"I asked you a question."
I looked up, not too much, just enough to see if it was who I thought it was, "Yeah. I guess. I'm not deaf." I said, tapping my fingers against the ground.
"I'm not here to pick on you kid. I'm not an arsehole. My friends and I saw you sitting by yourself and I wanted to know if you wanted some company."
This time he caught my full attention, "Like for real? This isn't some big joke that Evan and all that set up to give me hope?" I asked.
He laughed, "Nah dude, honestly, Evan and his friends are a little overrated." He said, "With the exception of like Ryan. Oh and Craig, he hangs out with us sometimes."
I smiled, "I mean, sure. I guess that I could come and sit with you guys." I said.
"Sick." He said, helping me up.
He led me over to a table, not far from where I was sitting, I noticed him stumbling a little.
"Hey fuckers. I'm back." He announced.
"No one gives a fuck John." One of the other males at the table replied, looking up from his phone.
"Fuck you to, bitch." John replied.
"So guys, this is...uh I never asked your name, did I?" John asked.
"Good goin' John. You see a lonely kid, invite him over, but don't even ask his name." another said, this one was for sure in grey.
I snickered a little, looking over the group, of course, looking at everyone wasn't going to help me tell them apart, but it was worth a shot.
"HEY! That sounded a lot better in my head." The grey one stated.
"So, what's your name stranger?" one of the guys closest to me asked.
Come on, just say Jaren. "Lukas." I answer. What the fuck did I say that for?
"Well Lukas. As you could figure out, I'm John. In order around the table from my left. Cameron, Ryan, Craig, Anthony and...where did Crystal go?" John asked for a person I guess was here before he came over to me.
Crazy hair, grey guy, glasses, panda case. I recited in my head, it was the only way I'd actually remember them.
"Brock's nut of a sister came over and requested that her friend join her for a conversation." Anthony, I think, answered.
I frowned, "Cassidy isn't too crazy." I stated, causing everyone to stare at me.
"What. She used to be my..." I trailed off, "Never mind. Why did you invite me over here. I'm just the weird kid."
"We're all weird here." Cameron said, completely ignoring my slip up or at least I hope he did.
"I mean. Probably not. At least compared to me. Nobody is as mutant as I am." I stated, looking down.
"What. Why? Because your eyes are different a little off centre or your hair is white? Every time I saw you, I always thought you just bleached it, like John does with his." Craig said with a shrug.
I sighed, shaking my head, "Okay. Don't like freak or anything okay John. But like, that jumper you're wearing is probably rad. But it's like literally all green, different shades. But to me. That whole thing is green, except the white bits near your wrists." I always found it was an easy way to explain my problem to people by talking about something that probably wasn't green and trying to tell them that's how I see it. "I can imagine and sort of figure out the colours, because I've done it for so long-"
"What shades of green?" John asked.
I shrugged, "The top is like a lime kind of colour. So it's probably like yellow or somet'in'. Uh, the middle is a dull green. So that's like red or orange, I don't remember because I don't see those colours a lot. The top of the sleeves is like, mint ice cream green. So they're some type of blue." I explained, hoping I got the colours close.
"That's so cool dude." John said.
"How do you live like that? Not being able to see colours. Only green?" Craig asked.
"Well. I mainly see the green spectrum, but I can see light grey, black, white and sometimes, violet. But it's like not the cool dark violet colour, it's more like what I think you would see as a cross between magenta maybe and periwinkle. I can see some shades of yellow, kind of. Most colours appear as greens though." I explained, tapping my fingers against my leg.
"Well, sit down you weird ass human." Cameron said.
I smiled, shaking my head, "Sorry. This was a nice..experience, but I'm just gonna leave." I said, turning around, I walked back towards where I was.
Suddenly I was on the ground, noticeably colder than before.
I looked up and saw my jumper in John's hands.
"Hey, fuck you. Give me my jumper back, it's cold." I demanded, getting off my arse, snatching my jumper out of his hands, slipping it over my head.
"It's a mild fifteen degrees, it's not that cold." Cameron stated.
"Shut up, you Kiwi fuck. We get it that it's fucking freezing in New Zealand." A feminine voice said from behind me.
Cameron pouted, "Piss off you Aussie bitch." He stated.
"Oh, and this is Crystal. Crystal, this is –"
"Hey Luke." Crystal said with a shrug.
"Vibe." I returned, watching as they walked over and sat between Cameron and Ryan.
"Wait- you two know each oth-"
"Whatever, reunions are boring. What did the nut want with you, aye?" Cameron asked, nudging Crystal's shoulder.
Crystal shrugged, "Never say that again. Worst Australian accent ever. Come on Fitzy, you're the closest one to where I'm from and you can't even fake a believable accent." They said.
The group started to banter, giving me the perfect chance to slip away.
I kept walking, not really knowing where I was going, I just knew I had to get away from that group before something bad happened to them because of me.
"Hey. Hey! Lukas, wait up." I heard a call from behind me, recognising John's voice, I picked up my pace, not watching where I was going.
Once more I was on the ground and I noticed that it was because I had bumped into someone. I stood up, "I'm so sorry. I-" my breath hitched.
In front of me stood well known school menace and Evan's right hand man Jonathan.
"I-I'm so so sorry. Uh, Delirious." I said, I could feel myself shaking.
Delirious turned to face me, and I could feel my lungs get heavy.
"Dude. Are you okay?" he asked me, sending me into surprise.
"What?" I managed to squeak out.
"I asked if you were okay? You hit me pretty hard and fell to the floor." Delirious said.
I shrugged, "I'm uh. Fine. Just yeah. Sorry." I stammered, my breathing starting to even out.
"Lukas, why are you-" I heard John stop dead, his boots squeaking as he skidded on the hallway floor. "Fuck."
"Well, if you're okay. Then I'm just gonna walk away." Delirious said, walking away.
I was still shaking, I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. In for four, hold for seven, out for eight.
"Dude, are you okay?" I heard John was near me now.
But I still didn't open my eyes, I shakily pointed at my bag, "Pap- Pap- Bag" I started coughing.
"Pap Bag. Pap. Paper Bag! Oh, get the paper out of your bag!" John figured out, quickly flipping the latch on my bag and handing me the almost empty bag.
"I don't understand how this will help you." John said.
I cupped my hand around the opening, placing it near my mouth, breathing in and out into the bag.
My breathing went back to normal after five minutes and the coughing stopped.
I moved it away and drew in a deep breath.
"What the fuck was that?" John asked, making me painfully aware that he was still there.
I opened my eyes to see him standing in front of me, "That was an anxiety attack you fucking idiot. Holy shit. I could've-no-probably would've passed out if you hadn't have helped me. Jesus, I haven't had one that bad in a while." I stated, half talking to myself.
"Your welcome. I mean, I don't know how to respond." John said.
I smiled, "Thank you. But seriously. I thought that Jonathan was a bully. He didn't even threaten me. I think a lot of people just spread rumours and one rumour made it out and became popular saying that the BBS are bullies. They're probably just a bunch of misunderstood kids. I- I'm sorry for walking off." I said.
"Nah dude. My friends can be a little much sometimes, even for me." He said.
"Oh. Okay. Well, I'm still sorry. It was a good thing you did you know, asking me to join you guys. Your friends don't seem to bad. I'd probably fit in with you all. I feel like a big dou-"
I felt something warm against my lips for a split second and then it was gone.
"You talk too much." John stated.
My face started heating up, "What the fuck? We haven't even known each other for a day. John you're fucking weird," I stated, pulling my sleeve over my hand, wiping my mouth.
He laughed, "You enjoyed it. Don't deny it." He said.
Maybe I did. It doesn't matter, I don't even know the guy. "No I didn't." I retorted, but I knew my body language said otherwise.
"You're a bad lyre Lukas. You're red as a firetruck." He teased.
"Shut up you fucking prick." I muttered.
He rolled his eyes, "Come on. Come and hang out with me and my band of Misfits." He said.
I sighed, "Fine." I said and we walked back towards his friends, maybe a bit closer than previously.
But seriously, who the fuck kisses someone they just met? Like what even is that?
"Someone who has a set." John replied.
"Fuck. I said that out loud. Sorry." I said.
He stopped and turned to face me, "Stop fucking apologising. You've done nothing wrong." He said.
And that's when I noticed one small thing, well not really small thing, but it was something that would this was a moment I'd never forget.
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Everything is green.
But his hair is my favourite colour.
Because it is violet.
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Authors Note:
Hi guys!
Yes, I am a weirdo. I would've made it John's eyes, except that in this case it wouldn't work because John's eyes are blue and for them to be violet, they'd have to be yellow. Which just isn't realistic.
Anyway, that's it.
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