#eventually imma make a google doc but

[alossum]

Stupid as fuck idea that I’m writing down for future self because i stuffed my google doc with too much shit and i cant add more docs without paying and my brain wont stfu

Magic Horse Academy. It’s like a parody/embrace of visual novels. And it’s yuri/girls love. And the MC is a powerless nerd (earth pony) who’s searching for her childhood friend (unicorn) after her letters stopped happening. And along the way meets a bunch of other pony and non pony some of which are romanceable. Oh and they’re all anthro.

Like the format is fake visual novel screenshots posted on a blog and also like fully illustrated scenes of moments on the routes and then next post it shifts to the developers losing their minds in a black and white gag strip over something about the project.

OK ROLL CALL

Rosemarie - main horse girl. Earth pony. No combat or magic experience. Learns to fight with a rapier eventually and then gets magic pegasis boots that let her hop and go fast like The Jump from Cardcaptor Sakura. God I love gay girls with swords. Hoity toity rich girl fish outta water blah blah she even has glasses because I like glasses.

Winnifred - Unicorn. Childhood friend. They were “”close:”” and “””SISTERLY”” blah blah Class S kinda stuff except her letters stopped and Rosemarie is coming to find her. Of course it’s a book of dark magic because what the fuck else would it be. Also it’s sexy and aesthetic and dark and cool and sad and dangerous yum. And by sexy I mean her outfit is a Victorian style black dress that covers everything but her hands and upper neck/face because again I am gay.

Buff unicorn waifu - A unicorn who can beat the fuck out of you. Uses magic to enhance her gauntlets or fists or whatever I’ll get there. She’ll carry the main girl bridal style at one point on her route because I am gay and predictable. Also she has a sleeveless shirt because see the previous sentence.

Deer - angsty deer girl from the deer civilization in the deer forest who is at magic horse school because she has deer magic and a chip on her shoulder. A hot mess girl but in a Mononoke way. Kinda. Anyway she has issues and feelings and could probably trap Rosemarie in a snare.

Pegasus - pegasus who invents shit. Magic alchemy. Or maybe a dragon. She and Rosemarie have a moment in their shop. Actually this horse might be a nonbinary lesbian now. Imma think on that. Mmmyes.

OH my god i have to go fucking watch Maria Watches Over Us now don’t I fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck I need to finish Utena but I’m only on episode 9??? AAAAAAAAAAAAA

Oh and it’s gonna be in universe if I ever make an actually pony ask blog and not….whatever the fuck this is.

[divile]

MUSES.

CANON!!!

hemlock  grove.   (  mostly  canon  compliant.  post  season  3  retconned  &  ‘fixed’  )

roman  godfrey.  bill  skarsgard.  main. nadia  godfrey.  elle  fanning.  main. letha  godfrey.  penelope  mitchell.  main. peter  rumancek.  landon  liboiron.  secondary.

alice  in  wonderland.   (  book  /  disney  inspired.  canon  divergent  )

alice  carroll.  angourie  rice.  secondary.

possibly  in  michigan.   (  canon  compliant  &  original  content  )  

sharon  graves.  jena  malone.  main.

far  cry.   (  canon  compliant  &  canon  divergent  )  

faith  seed  (  rachel  jessop  ).  penelope  mitchell.  tertiary. jess  black.  talia  ryder.  tertiary.

ORIGINAL!!!

hemlock  grove.

analise  vaduva.  madeleine  stowe.  secondary. devin  nicoles.  kelsy  karter.  tertiary. victor  mantegna.  jeffrey  dean  morgan.  secondary. daniella  mantegna.  india  eisley.  secondary. lucius  rumancek.  avan  jogia.  secondary. rosa  rumancek.  katie  findlay.  secondary.

red  dead  redemption.

sebastian  cain  wolfe.  landon  liboiron.  secondary. arabella  maeve  wolfe.  millie  brady.  secondary. vincent  louis  dragomir.  bill  skarsgard.  secondary.

harry  potter.

wisteria  lodge.  mia  goth.  ravenclaw.  tertiary. elanor  pierce.  alice  pagani.  gryffindor.  tertiary.

fandomless.

mason  sauer.  heather  baron-gracie.  nosferatu  inspired  plague  vampire.  original  lore.  main. judas  hill.  landon  liboiron.  the  hills  have  eyes  inspired  cannibal.  original lore.  secondary. theodore  kennedy.  bill  skarsgard.  sympathy  for  the  devil  inspired.  defense  attorney.  original lore.  secondary. cora urban.  sophie  thatcher.  wandering  witch.  original lore.  secondary. rena  mochizuki.  nana  komatsu.  college  student.  original  lore.  secondary. dahlia  “doll”  mitchell.  lizeth  selene.  assassin  for  hire.  original  lore.  tertiary. fucia  esper.  nastya  zhidkova.  demon.  original  lore.  request. noah  palmer.  landon  liboiron.  runaway.  original  lore.  request.  (  affiliated  with  @cherriedwines.  ship  exclusive.  )

[wh6res]

127 SQUAD AND ROMANTIC BF TINGS

tw a lil bit of suggestive on jae's but nothing explicit

✰ — TAEIL would sing lullabies over the phone or video call. you and him would just be doing your own thing, not talking but enjoying being each other's presence. he'll probably pull out his guitar and start singing random songs until he eventually notices you fell asleep on him. will not end the call and when you wake up in the morning, his snores and his cute sleeping face is the first thing you see. "love? you still there? ... taeil?" then laugh out loud when you hear his snores instead. "okay yeah lets sleep more" the call will only end probably because his phone died. he kinda strikes me as a guy who's phone is always < 50% battery lmao

✰ — JOHNNY is your everything. literally. as long as he has the power of youtube, google, and instruction manuals on his side, he can fix anything and everything for you. we've all seen him do crafty things on jcc lmao so it'll probably apply to relationships as well. will 100% say you now owe him cuddles for fixing something for you. you kinda dont like the fact that he's doing all these things for you so you try doing them on your own without him knowing only to fail big time. "what did we learn today?" "never touch the pipes under the sink" "and?" "and always ask johnny for help" "nuh-uh thats not how i said it" you sigh exasperatedly "always let my smokin hot amazing handsome boyfriend johnny suh get the job done"

✰ — TAEYONG doesn't care whether you take the time shopping or not. in fact, he loves seeing you all excited and giddy for pampering yourself as you should. totally the type to hold the paper bags even if you complain and say you can manage on your own. is a complete angel and will wait patiently outside changing rooms and will give you genuine insight he has of the clothes you picked. "that looks nice. you should get that. the length is just right and the sleeves help accentuate your waist" "really yongie?" "yes love. i mean you look pretty in everything anyway" miss ma'am my heart just fucking melted ?¿?

✰ — YUTA doesn't look like it but will exert real effort into things. would be the type to have a note or a google doc about your favorite orders from restaurants because he just loves how your eyes light up appreciatively and you look so smitten by him. its like a cheat sheet. eventually he memorizes the list with how much time he spends with you and he wont even need it. the type to always bring you food before meeting you (if its just hanging out inside the house). "no way! i was just craving for these!" he smiles before kissing your forehead, volunteering to put the food out its container for you. "i figured. you'd been working since this afternoon. lets eat first then you can tell me about what you've been working on so i can help you, okay?"

✰ — DOYOUNG loves cooking for you. i highkey feel like its his love language? like cooking for you and seeing your eyes light up as it darts back to him after you take your first bite from whatever he cooked just gives him so much happiness. its disgustingly sappy and he doesn't like talking about it. now he understood fully what it meant to see your loved ones eating and being full yourself or some shit. idk how the actual quote goes okay dont come 4 me but u probably get it. anyway the type to always pack you lunch and will get hella mad if you skip meals. "what do you mean you havent eaten yet?" "yeah but i will after i--" "you mean you're going to eat Now?" "what? no maybe later--" "thats it im coming over"

✰ — JAEHYUN would be the type to make you playlists. its really random sometimes he'll send them to you in the early morning for the heck of it bc he cant sleep. most of the time its him being horny lmao the frat boy in him awakening and sending you a playlist called imma blow your back out or something extremely cringey and thirsty pls dont block his sorry ass maybe he'd spell out the words using song titles too! idk jae just rlly strikes me as a guy who's love language is music. "hey babe did you check the playlist i sent you?" "wtf its 4am???" "oh so you havent listened to it yet?" "fuck off" but at the end of the day he'll come over and will use the playlist to,,, you know,,, do the sexy thing ;)

✰ — JUNGWOO always makes sure you walk on the inside of the road. you know when you're walking in the street and he softly nudges your waist? yes. will probably even scold you playfully because with how long its been since you both are together, "babe you always walk on the inside of the road how many times do i have to tell you?" is also the type to remind you to wear your seatbelt immediately after hopping onto his car. would ask you Again while in the middle of the car ride because he forgot that he already asked you earlier. please don't mind him he's just looking out for you bb. "seatbelt?" "yes, babe. already done" "are you sure? i dont think i heard it click--" "babe eyes on the road please" "oh right sorry"

✰ — MARK sends you tiktoks, vines, or memes. this is his love language fite me im calling it. he just wants to see you laugh too okay? thats why he does it. i mean it made him laugh, so maybe it will you laugh too. also because he hopes to make inside jokes with u cuz he believes thats how people really get close and stuff. would definitely love it if you do the same thing with him. you'd be chilling in the sofa while khalid plays on the bluetooth speaker and he'll suddenly go "babe babe babe check this out!" then you both proceed to laugh at a vine for the next thirty minutes <3 #living.the.yn.life

✰ — HAECHAN will do your skincare for you when you're drunk or super tired that you just passed out cold on the bed. would probably come into the room to see you snoring and tutting bc now he has to do it for you again but meh deep down he loves it because he enjoys admiring your sleeping face. its sorta like a healing thing for him? yeah it just washes away all the stress he's feeling and bb is just excited about the idea that this becomes "your thing" with him if u get what im saying? altho the next day he'll probably use it as a leverage to get out of chores :) "no way im not folding our clothes" "and why is that?" "i took your make up off yesterday u know how hard that is? im still tired" "but its literally the next day--" "awww thank you for doing my chores, baby! u the best!" ._.

[thebigdingle]

I have absolutely no clue how to actually share this fanfic I wrote for my au, Jellytale but imma share it in two ways (1. a link to the Google Doc version of it and 2. under the cut of this post!!)

and the fanfic below the cut!!

"... Sigh." Cindy quietly sighed to herself as she closed the doors that lead to the exit out of the Ruins. She slowly leaned against the doors before slowly slipping down to ground, her tears hitting the cold yet smooth floor of her basement. "God. DAMN IT." Cindy hollered, she slammed her hands against the ground, only for her to realize the sting of her injury. "Shit. Shit. Why did I do that?" She thought to herself, taking a moment to sink in the pain before continuing to cry. "Great job Cindy for letting yet another child leave the Ruins... Another child that'll be killed by him." The room fell completely silent after she muttered that... Something was off... Something didn't feel right... It felt like something was watching her. Suddenly the brownish-orange leaves on the ground started moving and levitating around her. "What's... Going on..." Cindy whispered in between her silent sobbing, hoping not to choke on her words, she tried to make out what's happening in front of her, trying to understand it until a ghostly sweet, innocent voice murmured out of thin air.

"M-Mom..?" The voice cried out in concern. Cindy jolted her head to the sound of where the voice was coming from, right next to her was the soul of Patience, Yakky Doodle. The timid duckling started to float over to Cindy, who grabbed her and hugged her tightly. "Don't worry, everything's alright now..." Cindy tried to assure her despite her harsh crying. "See? Everything's... A-Alright." Silence filled the room before another voice cried out, "Mom?" Cindy turned her head to the side to see an orange colored spirit next to her, it was the second child she looked after that fell down here, Caveman Jr. with the soul of Bravery. His face was scarred up a little as a scar ran across it. "M-Me see you... Me see you... Me see YOU!" He cried out as he started to levitate over to Cindy, until finally he was floating right next to her. The two of them stared at each other for a few moments before Caveman Jr. spoke again. "You... You found me... You saved me but me couldn't fight for long... And now me can finally get peace..." He started to stutter, Cindy just stared at him in confusion before she asked the question that was on her mind, "What happened to you?"

"Me try to fight a horse man but... he was too strong for me..." He explained in a weak voice, Cindy could tell that this brave soul was much weaker than her. "He... He beat me with bones... Me had to let him win for his alien brother..." He whimpered, Cindy felt a deep source of sorrow for this spirit. Not because she was a mother that had lost her children, but because this brave soul had to suffer such a fate. Cindy couldn't imagine something like that happening to her. She and the two souls huddled around for a while until another soul appeared. Cindy gasped in shock as she saw the face of the fourth soul that fell down here. "Reddy..." She whispered, tears started to stream down her face as she gripped onto Caveman Jr. and Yakky Doodle.

"Why? Why are they all coming to me? Why do they even want to be around me even though they wanted to leave so badly? Why?" Cindy questioned herself, Reddy slowly drifted over to Cindy, his glasses broken and his body all scarred up. "C-Cindy..? D-Did you miss me..?" He managed to stutter out, Cindy quickly got up and hugged Reddy, he slowly drifted back down to the floor.

She looked around the basement and saw that two other spirits appeared, one was Augie Doggie, the soul of Kindness, and the other was Ruff, Reddy’s brother and the soul of Justice. "Why?" She yelled this time, all the souls looked at each other before drifting over to Cindy. "C-Cindy?" They both asked in unison, Cindy looked away trying not to cry once again. She sniffled as she let out a deep sigh. "Why are all of you here?" She questioned the souls of all of the dead children she ever cared about. "Why are you all here?"

The souls stayed still, not moving or saying a word. Cindy's eyes started to water as her body started to shake. She couldn't hold it in anymore. The souls floated back to Cindy as she sank to the floor with tears streaming down her face once again.

"Why do you guys want to come back to me, The person that tried to hide you guys from exploring the undergrounds!? Why?" Cindy murmured with frustration and confusion. "D-Do I deserve to be haunted with my regrets..? Is- Is this some sort of punishment..?" She looked up at the souls around her, none of them said anything, instead they just stayed still and watched Cindy. Cindy hiccuped as she wiped away her tears.

"... No... It's because we miss you..." One last voice called out to Cindy. She turned her head and saw that it was the voice of Boo Boo, the soul of Integrity. The spirit looked at Cindy with reassurance in his eyes. "It's because you're a good person Cindy. You tried to do the right thing, and that's what matters." He assured her. Cindy whimpered as her eyes watered. She wiped them away and looked at the spirits in front of her once again.

They were right of course, but Cindy didn't know how to feel. She was left with nothing but mixed feelings. Cindy wanted to leave, but she wanted to stay with the ghosts of the dead children too.

They stayed like that for hours as Cindy cried and talked to the souls. She apologized to them all for everything she thought she had done to them, but they assured her that it was her fault and that they’re just happy to be back with her again.

"We'll always be with you, mom so you won't be alone again!" Augie Doggie happily exclaimed to Cindy, the other souls agreed with her.

"I'm happy you guys are deciding to stay..." Cindy managed to say to the ghosts with a dry throat. She wiped her tears as she looked down at the ghosts. "And there I was, worried that you all were going to leave me here all by myself." She admitted with a small chuckle.

"We'll never leave you, you're our mommy!" Yakky responded.

Cindy smiled and hugged each of the ghosts, she even let out a chuckle as she held onto the little ghosts.

“Now... Who wants pie?” Cindy asked, looking back at the ghosts before climbing up the staircase with the help of the spirits.

"I do!" One of the ghosts, Ruff yelled,

"I want some!" Reddy chimed in after his brother.

"Me do too!" Another ghost, this one being Caveman Jr., yelled as he started to float up towards the staircase as well.

Eventually all of the other ghosts exclaimed to Cindy that they wanted pie too, and she made sure to get a piece of pie for each of them, and for herself as well. This was the best meal she and the children ever had in their whole lives... Together... As a family....

[recycledcactus]

this is just a thought i had and i’m not sure if you said it already (sorry if u did!) but have you considered how each person’s writing would progress over time?? not the content, but the actual writing,, i think wil might start out putting a decent amount of effort into his writing (it’s still messy as fuck though, but it’s clear that he’s trying), documenting things that happen to him and all that and idk if you mentioned this but the entries might become more and more scarce and as his insanity gets worse, his handwriting is a reflection of that until most people on the server can barely read what’s written on the page? and at one point where he was starting to be more unstable nobody could read his writing except for phil, techno, and tommy (and maybe niki) because theyre the closest, but later he starts spiraling more and more until only phil can read it since he’s his father, and later no one can read it but himself? and once manburg vs pogtopia was over and the old wilbur was no more, ghostbur could no longer understand what he wrote in those final days, no matter how hard he tried?? and so now the writing is lost and nobody on the server, including his own ghost and the people closest to him can read his last written words,?

in conclusion i love your hc sorry if i missed anything!

i have not mentioned it but you bring up a really good point!! i love your take on wilbur’s handwriting, it’s very cool to see your thought process is similar to mine.

you’ve inspired me to mention it now so i shall (be prepared for a long post)

Wilbur (+Ghostbur)

- Wilbur’s handwriting wasn’t always the neatest. it was much like his dad’s, philza––long, loopy, letters in cursive that were always a bit jumbled and never quite fit within the lines of the page. - When time came to write important documents, Wilbur had to force himself to write in shorter, neater letters. Little ones that were individually very clear and fit within the lines snugly, as though they came from a typewriter. It was quite hard though and you could still sometimes see the loopiness and cursiveness seep through. (Like in the ‘suck it green boi’ when he was too excited to realy pay attention to what he was writing) - Spiralbur (pogtopia arc) descended back into that train of messiness. Like you mentioned, the more and more he became paranoied, the worse and worse his handwriting got. The loops came back, but even worse. They disrupted the other words on the lines above and below, going so far as to even make them indecipherable. His words became very long and strung-out like he was rushing to write them before he had to go. Eventually, they were just odd squiggly lines. - Ghostbur’s handwriting was a bit like older Wilbur’s with a mix of the leader Wilbur, since that was a time in his life he remembered more. His words are loopy and cursive, but also neat and orderly.

Technoblade

- In the beginning, Technoblade’s handwriting was fucking atrocious, to put it bluntly. You’d think the Blood God would have nice, neat scrawl, but even he, too, was a child once. His letters were choppy and crooked and just god-awful. Always too big or too small or too wide. - Over centuries, he actually got nicer handwriting and it’s pleasant to read, albeit difficult. It’s kinda like those really fancy fonts you find on Google Docs. Pretty, but also what the heck. His words were still pretty rushed and hasty though, as his life was spent on the battlefield and always moments away from fighting. - SMP Technoblade’s writing has been pretty consistent. He doesn’t worry as much about wars and fights, despite the fact that the server is just constantly battling with each other. He knows he’s basically one of the most powerful people there and most are afraid of him so he’s not too worried about things. He’s more relaxed and fluid with his writing and toned it down a smidge now that people other than just Phil would have to read it.

Tommy

- Tommy’s handwriting was god-awful at the start, like Techno’s. Just really wonky. He was a feral street kid so what do you expect. Through the D!SMP, he got a lot better cuz he had to write things down sometimes, but it was still pretty crap. - Pogtopia Tommy’s writing was always really sharp in the way that you could tell he was putting pressure on the pencil when writing. Like you know he was struggling to get words down because of how bad things were. He sorta begun to take after Wilbur in the sense that his words became a bit more cursive and mushed together. - New L’Manburg Tommy kept the sort-of cursive style while mainting the slight choppiness. That could be a symbolism to how L’Manburg was back and things seemed nice but there were still a lot of things wrong with his mental state and the Wilbur thing. - ExiledInnit was, uh, something. I’d imagine he never really wrote anything besides Sex 2 (or was it 3 idk). He probably went back to the handwriting of the first exile but it was more like Wilbur’s in the sense that it seemed so, so rushed. - Anything past that is just broken words. His different styles over time have jumbled together. Whatever mood he’s in affects his handwriting. It’s mostly exiled handwriting cuz ~trauma~ but eh.

that’s all imma say cuz it’s already super long but if there’s another main-ish chaacter you want me to talk about, i’d be happy to. 

i’m glad you enjoy my hc :D

[auraleanna]

21 tag

Answer and tag 21 individuals. Thanks for tagging me @coconberry! :)

1. Nicknames: Lau, bebbi, bibber

2. Zodiac Sign: Capricorn

3. Height: 5′7" (I think?) / 1.75m

4. Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff 🌻

5. Last Thing I Googled: hmmm a trauma related topic I'd rather keep to myself.

6. Favorite Musicians: , Aurora, The Smiths, Courtney Barnett, Vindsvept, Fatoumata diawara and I also listen a lot to game/movie music. There’s a lot more that I like, but those just my main ones rn

7. Song Stuck in My Head: The seed by Aurora

8. Following Now: 156

9. Followers: 106

10. Do I Get Asks?: I think I've had 1 or 2 asks up until now because I made this account pretty recently, but nice asks (or constructive ones) are always welcome! I like asks ^-^

11. Amount of Sleep?: ehehe... I mean right now I'm fine? But sleep has been an issue for me. First I just constantly (for several years) didnt get enough sleep because of school and then I became burnout (+anxiety +depression) and just couldn't fall asleep anymore, and after 5 days that gets kinda scary, so my psych gave me meds to sleep (non-addictive, long story) that I'm still taking today, but I'll eventually have to get off them.

12. Lucky Number: I guess I have one but imma keep it secret

13. What I’m Wearing: a blue long flowy dress with a grey croptop on top, grey fingerless armsleeves, a necklace and my doc martens for shoes

14. Dream Job: Idk yet?? Being an illustrator, making clothing, maybe something with plants. It has to be creative but it also has to work with my adhd. I'm still searching for what would be best for me. But as a "dreamjob" I'd love to just work on my own projects and somehow live off that stress-free, but that's a bit too idealistic

15. Dream Trip: I’d love to go to japan and stay there for at least 4 weeks to travel around the country, But also, I really want to go to sweden or norway, and preferably see the northern lights. North Italy in the mountains is also wonderfull, been there 3 times before and I'd love to go back (there were so many fireflies💕)

16. Favorite Food: How can I possibly choose a favorite food,,, so much food is good! Like bread, eggs, pasta, bami, noodles, pizza, tangerines, chocolat sprinkles, kale, salmon etc etc etc the list goes on

17. Instruments: I have an electric guitar and an ocarina but I can play neither of them 😅😂I would still like to learn it, though.

18. Languages: Dutch (native language), English and the tiniest bit of french (barely anything)

19. Favorite Song: there is a light and it never goes out by The Smiths

20. Random Fact: I love watching frogs with my bf and giving them names

21. Aesthetic: daffodils and dandelions, meadows inside a forest, wildflowers, sparkly stuff, fireflies, 90's/80's fashion, long flowy dresses, layers, spring/autumn, campfire parties, braids/messy buns, the whole aesthetic of the movie amélie, old things, vintage shops, little flowers everywhere, bumblebees, frogs, fairies, cats, soft kitten purrs, music boxes, cotton bags, berets, sturdy boots, barefoot, animal crossing, comfy places, round sunglasses, colorful drawings

Tag List: I'll try to get up to 21 people. I'll tag some mutuals from here as well as some mutuals from my other blog, but no pressure for anyone to do this! ^_^ again thank you @coconberry for tagging me! @trash-rat-official @inkedinblackbird @guardianangelof-light @butcherhog @strawberryishness @kattenpootjes @spiritualfurry @myextrablogfor-things @treatyourselfwithkindness @charabara @batsoui @potleaf @mosscookies @capoeri @charlie-daydreams @luvluz @beautybehindth3madness @onbestaand @hetisjeboiluuk @naga-nadel @gaminginthekitchen

[platyhelminthez]

21 tag

Answer and tag 21 individuals. wrow i got tagged in something thanks @auraleanna

1. Nicknames: Cait, Loku, Typhy, uhhhh Bo-pip apparently thanks sid

2. Zodiac Sign: Taurus, Libra Moon, Aries Rising

3. Height: 5′7″/8″ i can’t remember exactly fshfksd

4. Hogwarts House: i’ve been told ravenclaw

5. Last Thing I Googled: airport horse statue (was looking for a picture of bluecifer)

6. Favorite Musicians: HOO theres a lot.... atm Bulldog Eyes, Mitski, Death Grips, Tame Impala.... some Miku too for good measure

7. Song Stuck in My Head: No Children / Mountain Goats

8. Following Now: 671 (i should go through and get rid of unactive ppl tbh)

9. Followers: 191

10. Do I Get Asks?: rarely, tumblr seems to eat them to the point i’ve argued with ppl over not getting asks ;w;

11. Amount of Sleep?: used to be all over the place but my medication is getting me that steady 8 hrs babeyyy

12. Lucky Number: 8

13. What I’m Wearing: black skinny jeans, blue trainers, this really sweet bright orange and blue plaid top and a fwancy leather apron cus im in work lol

14. Dream Job: getting paid to sleep. i have no concept of where i’ll be in a month let alone dream jobs

15. Dream Trip: boring answer but probably japan or the netherlands

16. Favorite Food: mi goreng fried noodles..... and crunchies. tbh im not fussy at all i love pretty much all food

17. Instruments: used to be able to play keyboard but nah not really

18. Languages: English and a tad of French. Learning Dutch rn

19. Favorite Song: Hard question but either Danger in the Snow / Snowmine or Death Grips is Online atm

20. Random Fact: I have a cool lip scar from running into a TV as a kid

21. Aesthetic: somehow both rustic, warm forest, plaid and beeswax polish smell, or grimy city neons and bright lights. really depends on mood

Tag List: huuu idk 21 people so ill just tag some pals @nevlogeos @butcherhog @alliancebiotics @yellow-boii @artgorl @sbongebob

[blacknovelist]

Tell me more about your pantheon and pyre theory Ꮚ•̀ꈊ•́Ꮚ

:DDDDDDDDDD YELL HEAH MY DUDE

Ok ok ok so it's really more an AU than it is a theory bc it's pretty wibbly-wobbly and more of a neato thing to think about instead of something im subscribing to, but I still really kinda like it 

(spoilers: novelist isn't a biologist, knows shit-all about culture/exploration/etc., and in general has no clue what she's doing. also I'm coming from mobile so format stuff might be a little janky and I apologize)

So, like, part of what it boiled down to forever ago was something like the Nightwings are super prolific, if they get passed down in story, wouldn't it make sense if the ones who kickstarted the revolution became legend? I was checking the number of Nightwings to the number of Titans (on some only vaguely related notes, the total number of Nightwings matches the number of Titans overall, I've been trying to put this data together for thematic reasons, and I have like three out of like a thousand sentences written of a neato "the Titans reincarnate as one of the commonwealth races and are destined to return to the downside" idea/AU) and found that the number of Gods in Bastion matched the number of Nightwings (as in, those in the blackwagon).

I paired up most of the nightwings to a god each and gave reasoning in the draft to a post, and then shoved all that into this nifty google doc if anybody wants to see that shit sometime.

I have other thoughts abt the pyre-before-bastion idea tho so imma put that under a cut maybe cause idk if it's relevant really?

But also, I always kinda wondered about like, how there's this whole world with a sky and shit under the commonwealth, plus the whole demonification process is super wibbly-wobbly? A lot of dialogue/history tends to imply that there's civilizations down there full of people that haven't necessarily been demonized which suggests either that not all races become demonized over time (which I don't really believe? I think it just takes longer for others) or that there's some kind of genetic desensitization or something to the process. That is to say, eventually, as generations die and are born in the downside itself, the demon process eventually takes so long that it just doesn't matter anymore.

Which is, admittedly, kinda fuckin ridiculous because I don't even like genetics or biology or whatever and that's almost definitely not how anything works ever, which is why I don't think about this a whole lot. It does, however, explain a little bit of why the Caels and Ura aren't demons.

But anyway.

Like I said, there's the whole thing with the commonwealth above, the downside below. There's also the Sea-Dominion and the sea in general, which hasn't been sailed or explored except for by the Wyrms. In general, the Wyrms don't seem very interested in that kind of stuff, but it leaves other races open to the possibility of venturing to other lands. In the game, you only sail north through the tempest and the wyrm gulf - no mention is made of either east or west, which implies a whole goddamn lot of land to explore. It isn't too far of a stretch to think that either someone from the Commonwealth/Sahrian Union or the Downside sailed the sea (once such travel had developed enough to do so without imminent death) and discovered new land, and thusly founded Caelondia.

As far as I see it, there's two possibilities - either Caelondia is in the above-world, or it's in the Downside. If Caelondia is above, then it's possible that the Calamity machine destroyed so much land that it broke a hole and straight-up revealed the Downside below, and it's only the residual power in the cores and in the land itself that keeps it afloat for however little or long. Alternately, if Caelondia is below, then I kinda want to propose that the land was launched straight up through the "invisible barrier" between the Downside and the above world, and it's the power of the Shards and Cores that keeps the land from falling back through (again, for however long they can).

There's no confirmation that I've been able to find, but I'm pretty sure the Ura were in the land around the Tazal Terminals and Caelondia long before the Cael's arrived there. I kinda theorize that if the land was below, the Ura escaped or slowed the demonification process by burrowing underground (as the Titans of the distant land were more aboveground or sea bound) and even though it doesn't so much matter anymore, it's a tradition to make home underneath the earth now. If it was above, I'd say that maybe they did it to be close to the Scribes, kinda like Mae and her whole shoes thing.

and, uh........... I think that's all I've got.

[franklyshipping]

Not Standard Protocol ~ A Markiplier Ego Fanfic

I feel like there ain’t a lotta love for our blue boi google so imma give him some fluff cuz i feel like he’s a lil underappreciated (plez just roll with, this is just blue boi btw so i guess it’s pre-update) AND HAVE MORE DOC IPLIER CUZ I LOVE HIS SARKY ASS

You may not think that a robotic being in human form and a traditional man in the medical profession would get on, due to how someone like Google exists you might assume that someone like Dr. Iplier would be repelled by him. Oh contraire. Iplier would often request for Google to come down to the surgery when he was on a break because he was ceaselessly in awe of the AI-like being.

Not that Google minded. Google actually enjoyed these visits because he benefitted from the doctor’s intel on the human body and its functions. Despite him having access to the whole internet, he sometimes preferred hearing of Iplier’s experiences and personal knowledge. Google also relished the attention Iplier gave him, not that he’d ever admit it. Today was one of those times.

Google was sat patiently in a, surprisingly comfortable, plastic chair as Iplier sat in his own leather one; eyes glittering with curiosity as always.

‘So there’s something I have been meaning to discuss with you…’

Google rolled his eyes with a light smirk, it always started off the same and he always found Iplier’s childish curiosity amusing.

‘Ask away Doctor.’

He watched patiently as Iplier looked up from his clipboard, lips pursing as they always did when he was unsure.

‘I am curious about your nervous system, you’ve told me before that you can feel pain and are able to ‘feel’ physical things-’

‘Your question being?’

Google interrupted, he smirked a little wider at Iplier’s slight indignation. Iplier leant forward with hands steepled atop his thighs.

‘What does your nervous system consist of? Is it biological matter that’s been implanted or some weird, new technical advancement that I won’t understand?’

Google chuckled lightly, leaning back a little and crossing his legs and arms simultaneously. He grinned widely at Iplier who also had a light smile in place, they both enjoyed these interactions.

‘I myself am unsure, most likely the latter.’

‘Hmm…’

Iplier furrowed his eyebrows, he seemed conflicted with what to say but eventually got to his next query.

‘So…theoretically, you feel all things that regular humans do?’

Google furrowed his own brows, Iplier’s previous confusion had dimmed and his tone had changed. It was smoother, and the man’s eyes had narrowed minimally.

‘Theoretically…yes.’

Google watched the doctor like a hawk as the man rose from his seat and came over to him, there was a glint in his eyes and Google found himself fidgeting in his seat; he was uneasy. However he stayed put even as Iplier stood directly beside him, smirking lightly but for what reason Google had been unable to decipher.

‘So theoretically, with that train of thinking…that could lead to the possibility of you being…’

Google couldn’t stop a strangled, and glitched, yelp flying from him when two hands squeezed at his lower ribs and withdrew speedily. His circuits were working for answers, why would he elicit such a noise? Searches in seconds drew up results in milliseconds, sensitive nerves, his reaction…oh no.

’…ticklish…?’

Google looked up at Iplier who was grinning as he trailed off, and Google now identified the glint in his eyes as a glint of mischievousness; however his identification had come too late. Oh dear. This was not good. Google straightened his posture and went to stand, and he did, but Iplier stood in front him to prevent him from walking anywhere.

‘Doctor I can assure you that there is no logical reason for you to do what you are thinking of doing.’

The medical man raised an eyebrow as Google spoke smoothly…mostly, for a few cracks found their way to his voice. Iplier’s grin widened.

'Who said anything about logic?’

Iplier’s hands latched onto his ribs once again and wiggled quickly, Google’s eyes widened and he let out a choked gasp before a stream of chuckling followed in its wake. He began to twist his body about.

'Th-ehere ihihis no p-pohoint toho thihihihis!!’

Google was angered at the pitiful tone of his voice as he tried to squirm away away from Iplier’s eager fingers, which were deftly squeezing at the former’s ribs and sides. Iplier’s eyes were alight with curiosity as well as mischief.

'Oh I beheg to differ! This is remarkable, I need to investigate this furthur…’

'Nohohohohoho!!!’

Iplier, to Google’s dismay, ignored his pleading and wrapped his arms round the droid so he could probe his stomach. Google snorted but only giggled at this particular spot, he still squirmed in earnest and was bent double to escape the sensations. Google could feel him losing the slight control of his limbs since his focus was…occupied elsewhere. As you can imagine.

'You seem a bit fidgety there G, you ok-’

'Fahahahaked ihihinsolehehence ihihis unnecehehehessary!!’

Iplier failed to fight back a gleeful grin at the droid’s demeanour, and was taken aback when said droid’s knees buckled causing them both to fall gently to the laminate floor. However, Iplier was quick and decided to take advantage by sitting atop Google’s thighs, the owner of which was lying face down on the floor. Google wondered how he ever came to this, no results came up.

'Here I am trying to ask after your well-being and you just disregard my kindness! That wasn’t very nice!’

The good doctor decided to knead Google’s sides carefully with both hands, making Google buck and cackle. Iplier tweaked and basically tortured the sensitive synthetic flesh.

'Dehehehehesihihihihist thihihihihihis stuhuhuhupihihihidihihity!!!’

Iplier smirked with raised eyebrows as he dug in harder, wiggling and digging making his victim yelp and shake, all control of his own limbs lost because of his diminished focus; he was utterly helpless.

'I don’t think someone as sensitive as you is in a position to make demands.’

Iplier cackled when a deep growl of frustration worked it’s way from Google’s throat.

'Shuhuhuhut uhuhuhup yohou lihihihittl-AHAHAHA NOHOHOHO!!!’

Iplier had taken a chance had absently run a finger down Google’s spine, and his reaction was not akin to a spasm at the simple, yet effective touch. The Doctor smirked as he hurriedly spidered all ten finger’s over the ticklish site.

'NAHAHAHAHAHAHA IHIHIHIPLIHIHI!!!’

Iplier was in awe at the wildness and volume of the laughter that the, normally stoic droid, elicited. His voice cracked amidst yelps and squeals and he banged his fists against the floor. His body shook with the sensations , almost like he was actually being electrocuted; throughout this, Iplier was of course being gracious and sympathetic.

’-kind of makes sense when you think about it, the spine being the primary part of the CNS, and with your construction adhering to that-’

'STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!’

Google’s screams cut him off as Iplier scratched over and between his shoulder blades as well as administering scribbles to the droid’s scrunching neck; the owner of which could only shake, and let his voice take centre stage.

'PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEehehehease…’

Google’s screams echoed and diminished to a deep, hoarse stream of giggling as Iplier went back to pinching his ribs; in all honesty, he felt slightly guilty. Google’s glasses were askew and partially on the floor as the owner tried to maintain his oxygen levels and mental capacity.

'Dohohohoctohohor plehehehease…’

Google mumbled, embarrassed…more embarrassed than he’d ever been, mainly because he’d never been embarrassed before. Iplier saw this, and took a moment to relish in it before withdrawing his torturous fingertips and then himself. He sat on the floor, observing the droid as he sat up.

Google straightened his glasses and rubbed his t-shirt to force away the wrinkles, and remaining ghostly tingles. He did it wordlessly and stoically, Iplier was a little worried that he’d taken it too far, and didn’t bother hiding it.

'G…I uh, I’m sorry-’

'It’s quite alright doctor.’

Google interrupted as he cleared his throat, there was a moment of silence as the droid recovered and ran the experience over in his mental cortex. He looked at Iplier, and could see the guilt in the man’s face…and felt an urge in response. Google, still on the floor, shuffled towards Iplier and placed a hand on his shoulder. It was tentative, since Google was not well accustomed with the concept of comfort.

'It is fine, it was for experimental purposes…’

Iplier grinned lightly, with a hint of bashful mischief as he rubbed the back of his neck.

'Well…’

Google narrowed his eyes, he tried to fix a somewhat annoyed expression but found himself unable to. He stood and held a hand out to Iplier who took it and let himself be pulled up, he smoothed down his creased white coat. Google straightened his posture and fixed Iplier with a hard stare.

'I hope you understand that what has occured in this room does not LEAVE this room…’

Google stepped forward and placed his hand back on the doctor’s shoulder, but his thumb was pressed against Iplier’s collar bone and the grip was…firm. Iplier gulped a little at the hard stare and light smile Google wore, his own cheeky expression gone like it had never existed. Contrasting in the most terrifying perfection.

'Yes, n-no of course. Without question.’

Iplier swallowed heavily and sighed when Google clasped his hands behind his back, relieved that the contact had disappeared as Google paced to the doorway. Until he paused, and out of the doctor’s sight grinned with a hint of malevolence.

'Oh and doctor?

He swivelled and looked at Iplier again who was leant on his desk lightly, Google’s eyes shone with a light burst of mischief as he spoke.

'If you deviate from this agreement, I may come and perform a medical examination of my own.’

Google relished in Iplier’s widened eyes and light flush, he would never admit the satisfaction he felt making people react thus.

'And rest assured…I will be most thorough. Till the next time Doctor.’

He bowed his head before stealing from the room, a grin in place and a light of triumph and intense pride in his eyes, gleeful that despite the events…he’d maintained the upper hand. Iplier however, was scowling lightly and cursing his weakness and embarrassment. That scowl soon morphed into a sneer of determination as he flicked his eyes to the corner of the ceiling, where a mandatory security camera was sitting. Patiently. Iplier smirked, his next actions were clear as he stood atop a chair and took it down. His eyes glittered as he thought:

'Damn the consequences.’

okay WOWZAH that took me a lil while will there be revenge? hmmmmmnYES I THINK SO but will it only be the two of them? who knows, tell me if ya enjoy and stuff and yup….LUV YOUS xx 😁

[that-fallen-child]

uppppppdateeeeee

i am now in school again, yay (sarcastic),

also i’m almost fully recovered so i’ll have to end this thread soon :( so before i go, let me just spill my brain beans into here and overfill your brain beans about how my day went :)

1. school was boring

2. during my math class my cousin came in and brought me a plate of chips and salsa. but one of the school rules was that you couldn't eat in class, so i waited for the 10 minute break after class. our math teacher, however, took waaay too long to realize she took up almost all of our break time, so i only had time to stuff two chips into my mouth before the next class started. THEN THE SAME THING HAPPENED AGAIN ON THE NEXT CLASS aaand now my chips aren’t crispy :(

3. ONE OF MY CLASSMATES SAID HE HAD AN ANIME SWORDSMAN PROFILE PIC TO OUR CLASS. GUESS WHAT CHARACTER IT WAS.

IT WAS BOTW LINK. DRAWN IN AN ANIME STYLE. WITH THE MASTER SWORD.

i’m sorry but *WHEEZE-*

although, he did mention that he played botw, and he might have just said that so that other classmates who didn't know who botw link was would understand what his pfp was... but it’s still pretty funny to me though.

it also gave me this slowly growing urge to make my own profile pic sans the skeleton for the shits and giggles and gosh as every minute goes by it is getting harder to ignore. i really want funny skeleton man to be in my class now oh god

4. okay so in the same MATH class, we had a sort of google doc thing where people could see the doc and put their own stuff in

aaaaand...

i swear to god some wise crackhead put this there on purpose and it almost made me lose my shit in front of like 30 people

there was also a misspelling of math which was “MEth” in one of the paragraphs, and i originally thought it was some play on "ME + math = MEth" made by the teachers until later when the misspelt word was fixed by someone. it made me realize that it was probably one of my classmates who made that error on purpose. now that i think about it, it was probably the same wise crackhead from before lol

anyway yeah that's it. now if you'll excuse me, imma go and eat my sad uncrispy chips and salsa until i eventually break into a thousand pieces :)

helloooooo tumblr! if anyone is reading this, i woke up today with a runny nose and a sore throat. which means i am sick.

not very fun.

since i got bored, i downloaded tumblr on my phone after binging a bunch of tumblr videos so i could like. entertain myself while i'm sick.

and you know what? fluff it. im going to name this character development arc

✨Sick But Sexy✨

and all it'll be is a thread of me spewing out random stuff until i get better.

let's do this >B)

[danisnotofire]

How did you plan out the plot for the Spiderman!Jeremy fic, like chapter-by-chapter, or story arc? The writing is so good and I must know your writer secrets!

and tdfhgskjsljgf first off, thank you! this answer is super long and a lot more than u asked for but lmao here u go (imma put it under a read more just bc its probs longer than what u were expecting. really. it’s so long and Extra ghfjdkfhg)  

nsm is the longest thing i have EVER WRITTEN, so i’ve been having to deal with a lot of things that come with that (like plot continuity??? consistent characterization??? chekov’s gun?? kinda major plot-points mentioned for half a second and then i forgot to include later on that i now gotta figure out how to make relevant again??? making each character dynamic and their own person with their own habits/way of speaking/etc?? also, on a related note, including multiple characters in a broad range of scenes?? and so much more omg) but yeah, it’s A Lot and it’s all stuff i’ve never had to deal with before!!! 

before this, the longest thing i’d ever written was 50,000 words, which i’d done twice as apart of nanowrimo, but i never actually finished the works to a point that i was satisfied with lol i just kinda threw down 50k and was like I’M DONE IM NEVER OPENING THIS GOOGLE DOC EVER AGAIN EVEN IF IT MEANS SITTING UNFINISHED FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY

with nsm, i figured out around chapter 4 or 5 that i should actually start planning where i wanted this to go, bc originally i only wrote the first chapter and then i was like ‘huh okay maybe if people are interested i’ll get this done in another freakishly long chapter or a few short chapters or w/e’. so i started messaging debi (@debusya ) about things like ‘okay how are we eventually gonna take down the squip? how do i want the reveal to go?? how do i get this oddly specific scene that isn’t relevant but i really really want to include to fit?? and debi (t god for debi) read every chapter and every 238597239857-message (like double message except there was 2348327429837 of them in a row) of me freakin out and helped me work through it

it was a lot of me floundering around and every time i sat down to write the next chapter i was like ‘FUCK I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THIS IS GOING I FEEL LIKE I BARELY HAVE A HANDHOLD ON THIS FIC AND SOON ENOUGH PEOPLE ARE GONNA START NOTICING AND STOP READING AND CALL ME A FRAUD’ 

so then when i was writing chapter 9, i paused for a minute and actually outlined every chapter with plot points and certain bits of dialogue and where it was gonna end. and i was like YES OK FINALLY SOMETHING MAKES SENSE 

and then when i was writing chapter 10/11 i completely fucking threw most of it out the window. (originally, chapter 11 took place in jeremy’s room and it was just him moping and then christine was gonna burst in and put him in his place. i had also planned originally for jeremy and michael’s Big Adult Conversation to take place in the middle of the street as michael was trying to leave for school, and and michael got a lot angrier a lot quicker) but i kinda realized as i was writing the actual chapter that a) i wanted jeremy to be Super Guilty About The Bus and go way harder than he should trying to make up for it, and b) that wasn’t really what michael would do lol considering how he reacted in the musical although to be honest c) i could still easily have gone with that route and been fine with it which leads me to d) this fic is still mostly me just screaming into google docs like ‘FUCK I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THIS IS GOING I FEEL LIKE I BARELY HAVE A HANDHOLD ON THIS FIC ETC ETC’) 

so now i have this literal actual fucking 13 page outline of this fic sitting in google docs that i’ve mostly ended up ignoring. it’s still good to have it tho because i’m still sticking to it KIND OF in the sense it’s helping/has helped me figure out things like ‘where is this scene gonna take place’ ‘when am i gonna remind people about a certain plot point that i haven’t mentioned in a few chapters’ ‘okay lets bring back this certain part of jeremy’s life bc he’s got a lot going on and i’ve gotta try and make them all seem equally relevant bc they are (aka his Fighting Crime vs High School vs Home Life vs Whatever Else Problem of The Week)’ 

but i have drastically changed the way things like  ‘what’s gonna happen to the squip’ and ‘what’s gonna happen with jenna (yes she’s coming back)’ and ‘how this whole thing is gonna actually end’

i REALLY didn’t expect it to turn into this monster 60k+ thing. and honestly to me it feels like a Mess thats held together through sheer force of will and duct tape and super glue that i’m slowly trying to turn into something coherent but i know most of how messy it seems is in my own head, so every time people comment or kudos or w/e i get SUPER HAPPY bc it makes me feel so much better about this whole thing!! so again, thank u for ur kind words

but yeah, there are still a few things i’ve KINDA figured out but need to mention a few times more before i close the plot line bc i realized i only included them like once or twice and i’m like ‘yikes that’s too important to only be mentioned once!’

tl;dr: i had a 13 page outline that i’ve mostly scrapped and so i plan mostly by screaming to debi over facebook while she calls me out on my shitty ideas until i come up with something decent

this answer was SO MUCH LONGER than what u probably wanted but im a pretentious douchebag who loves talking about writing and The Process, and also its really important to me that people know that writing is really fuckin hard bc whenever people come to me like ‘ugh i wish i could write as well as u’ i FLIP bc i never want to be one of those people who’s like, wrapped in silk with a fountain pen sipping champagne being like ‘ah yes writing is a gift the gods have granted me with i am just a slave to the muse’ bc that’s not true lol muse is 1% of this whole thing. the rest of it is crying into google docs, which is COMPLETELY. ATTAINABLE. 

that probs didn’t make any sense but uh here have an actual fucking essay on how i plan things and yeah!!! pls feel free to ask more questions like this if this answer didn’t completely scare u off lolol i love going in depth about things i feel like nobody cares about

[mousieta]

5, 10, 14, 18

5. Books or authors that influenced your style the most.

I’m not really sure. I’m not sure how I would even define my style and I’ve only recently started actively looking at style when I read. 

That said, the hubs bought me Stephen King’s On Writing a couple years back when I first started expressing an interest in writing and I think it was very helpful in my first starting off by just giving me a framework, mindset  and process which I’ve then tailored to my individual needs.

10. Pick a writer to co-write a book with and tell us what you’d write about. 

Aw man, I don’t play well with others. Imma say @croatoan-the-line​ and just more smut.... with glitter... and GDragon because it is just meaningless fun and that’s what I like from my writing.

14. What’s the most research you ever put into a book?

I am currently about 1 year into my research process for my original fiction story and I’m probably at least 2 years out from writing it. 

My brain has two modes: information absorption and synthesis/ creation. For the first I cast a very wide net of media and sources and consume anything even remotely relative, and a lot that isn’t. Eventually I’ll start putting all that together to make something. 

18. What’s your revision or rewriting process like?

This is ever evolving and I’m always trying out new mechanisms/methods. In general I like to do about 3 steps.

The first is collaborative and where my (now defunct) writer’s group or my beta’s come in. When I feel it is ‘done’ as in the majority of the story or chapter contains all the base story content I want to publish I add whoever is working with me to the google doc and have them just read it. I like them to catch both SPAG (spelling and grammar) and just get a general feel for if what I wrote is working for them. I try to let them beta when I’m not around and get feedback later.

I then review the work with that feedback in mind. Rework portions that didn’t work, clean up language and ideas. On a very rare occasion I’ve added new scenes when it felt like pacing was off. 

Then I let it sit for a day or two/ week even. This gives me a mental break so when I come back to it I’m a little more detached from the actual process of creation. At this point it doesn’t even feel like something I’ve written. I then do a final pass in a new medium/ format that shifts the actual layout of words on the page. It’s easy to stop ‘seeing’ the actual words and fill in what you know should be there (the time break helps with this a bit).

This is also why once you’ve posted a work all of a sudden you see a ton of errors. It’s now formatted for whatever site you posted it, which is different than where you wrote it. So usually I cheat and use that, posting the work then reading it fresh on AO3 or whatever and taking that first 30 min it is up to fix any errors I catch. 

I also hand write frequently as I find it helps when I’m stuck on certain things. It seems to tap into a more organic, emotional part of my brain. It can be more messy and sometimes I need that mess. Thus another step of rewriting emerges when transcribing from written work to typed, as it gives me another stop for editing/ revision. 

I’m also working on trying editing by hand so we’ll see how that goes.