#i have no idea how i never ended up drawing mlp shit

[pricknim]

Twilight enjoying her scary girlfriend privileges

(i need more fizzlepop berrytwist in my life)

[bats-in-the-snow]

Ty for the tag my friend!

1- Are you named after anyone?

Yes! I don't talk about it much, but my full name is Jaxis, and I'm named after this MTG character! I keep this card in my phone case, it's my lucky card :3

2- When was the last time you cried?

I was listening to Light Of Your Cutie Mark from mlp 😞

3- Do you have kids?

Well 1. I'm a teenager, 2. I WILL NEVER HAVE KIDS.

4- What sports do you play?

I used to do wrestling, and now I work out with my dad, but other than that nah :3

5- Do you use sarcasm?

If I do it's usually not on purpose, and when I do try it's more just me being annoying as shit lmao

6- What's the first thing you notice, peoples style or hair?

Hair!! My hair is my favorite part of myself so I'm always lookin at other peoples hair as well

7- What color are your eyes?

Brown, almost black

8- Scary movie or happy ending?

While I love both, I'm a scary movie man myself

9- Any talents?

Anything I'm good at I taught myself, other than random lil skills, like doing a REALLY good Yoshi impression

10- Where were you born?

Illinois ☹️

11- What are your hobbies?

Drawing, Writing a lil bit, Daydreaming, talking about my ocs, hanging out with my dad and keeping up on our youtubers, and working on projects for my ocs xp

12- Do you have any pets?

Yes!! My cat Sally, shes named after the song in Predator :)

13- How tall are you?

As an ALPHA MALE I'm actually 6 foot even 😎 (im 5'6)

14- Favorite subject in School?

Well I'm homeschooled, but lately I've been reading Lovecraft and I'm super into that!

15- Dream job?

I don't really have one. I've fluctuated between ideas, but for right now I'll just do my service industry jobs and see where life takes me.

Tags:

@hnrye , @passionateclown , @middlestman , @kay-bot-bug , @akaritheotaku , and @all of my mutuals!

15 Questions for 15 People

Thank u @sp-ace-twinkk for the tag :] I love questionss

1. Are you named after anyone?

Locke is not anyones name as far as I knoooww but! My other name Connor I got from my own oc, someone asked me for my name one time and I thought they wanted my oc's name so I told them that, NEVER corrected them and it stuck (It's been seven yrs since then, I don't even talk to that person anymore)

2. When was the last time you cried?

Yesterday! I relistened to episode 61 of season 1 of dungeons and daddies

3. Do you have kids?

Nope, I have baby cousins but I don't really want my own

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

I used to love hockey and netball but my teachers never let me on any teams bc I suck at sports

5. Do you use sarcasm?

Very frequently but I'm also autistic so will almost always indicate if it is or not!

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Their most prominent colour, everyone is a colour to me, as in like hair colour, clothes colour ect

7. What's you're eye color?

Blue/grey, get told I have the blue eyed stare by friendsand family

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

I always prefer a happy ending bc movies give me adrenaline and if it ends poorly I crash, but I do love analogue horror

9. Any talents?

Perfect dolphin impression.

10. Where were you born?

Dorchester!

11. What are your hobbies?

Drawing, reading, playing dnd, cycling and feeding pigeons r the big ones, working on crochet and origami tho as well and started learning how to juggle recently!!

12. Do you have any pets?

Three cats, Zeus, Indie (Short for Indiana Jones) and Oscar Boscar, my sweet, sweet stupid boys

13. How tall are you?

5'7 I think?? I don't check

14. Favorite subject in school?

English and Psychology I looovvedd my psychology teacher in college

15. What is your dream job?

Currently about to go to art uni but eventually want to be a clown, therapist or farmer

Tag 15 people (No pressure! I offer thee): @itsbrucey @flowercrowns-n-punks @iersei @alexaatla @basicallyrj @maxwellamus @marbletheunworthy @paedenstigereye @raemeh @ike-mcswains-mortician @piss-wizard-ao3 @babacontainsmultitudes @guess-how-i-stole-this-body @chemicaleater @thedndgoblinwholivesinyourwalls

[ask-de-writer]

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BONNIE BONES' ERRAND

by

De Writer (Glen Ten-Eyck)

1396 words

© 2019 by Glen Ten-Eyck

Writing begun 10/26/19

All rights reserved.  This document may not be copied or distributed on or to any medium or placed in any mass storage system except by the express written consent of the author.

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The cloudy white mare with the black mane and tail trotted quietly up the street, minding her own business.  Her shopping errand, this last day before Nightmare Night was interrupted by a pair of stout ponies.

“There you is!  You is the pony what ambushed us in the cemetery, two years gone!  What did you do to Morgripe?”

Bonnie looked at him and shrugged.  “Aside from knocking him down off his hooves and gathering up the tools that you dropped, I did not do anything to him.”

“Then where is he?”

“I do not know.  He was always a piece of shit.  Likely he still is, wherever he is.”

One raised a hoof menacingly.  “Your errand just changed!  Chaz and me gonna beat the crap out of you!  You going to the Emergency Room at Ponyville General!  Right, Chaz?”

“Right, Gabe!”

Bonnie did not wait.  She unloaded a powerhouse of a double buck, blasting Chaz half way across the street!  As she dropped to her hind hooves, she continued down almost to crouching and uncoiled directly at Gabe, striking his shoulder full force with both forehooves!

Gabe found himself flat, Bonnie's right foreleg pressing down firmly on the side of his neck, near the ear!  He flopped helplessly about three times as her sleeper hold took effect.

Chaz was calling, “Gabe!  What she do to you?” and limping up to his still fallen buddy.

Constable Crager arrived at just about the same time.  “What have you done to Gabe?  Not that he didn't deserve it, mind you.  I did see this happen but was across the way and could not stop them in time.”

Bonnie looked down at Gabe with disgust.  “I put pressure on an artery going to his brain.  He passed out.  He will wake up in about ten or fifteen minutes.  These two were part of Morgripe's gang.  They tried to vandalize the cemetery four years in a row.  They failed.”

Chaz promptly snapped, “You done murdered Morgripe!  We seen it!  You dropped out'n the sky and bucked him and Gabe down!  We run to get the police for your unprovoked assault!  When we get back, Morgripe and our tools was all gone!  Just his spilled paint was all that was left!”

Bonnie rolled her eyes expressively as she nodded sarcastically.  “RIIIGHT. PAINT in the CEMETERY?  Dropped out of the sky on you?  Tell me, constable Crager, can unicorns fly?”

He looked about alertly before replying, “Not unless the rules of magic have taken a sudden change!  Four pegassi with a net can carry one unicorn or other pony up.  Two or three unicorns can lift one up for a little, but they will get tired pretty fast.”

Bonnie pointed at her tiny, stunted bit of horn and pointed out, “I have trouble just picking up simple tools and the like.  So, I think that you can dismiss that part of what he just told you, right?”

He nodded reasonably, while putting manacles on the fallen Gabe.  “So, you didn't fall from the sky.  Did you beat them up?”

Sighing, she sat and replied, “Yes.  I was cleaning tombs.  They walked right past me, bragging about how clever they were.  Going to bust things up and splash paint on sandstone monuments, where it would be super hard to clean up.”

She shook her head, clearly disgusted.  “I landed in their midst so that I could do a buck and strike like you just saw me do.  I flattened Morgripe and knocked down Gabe.  Chaz, there, like the hero that he is, ran off, abandoning his buddies.  Gabe got up and ran off too.  Morgripe was just lying there, blubbering.  I picked up all three of their hammers and the prybars that they dropped.

“Morgripe's paint was all spilled, but I took his brush anyway.  Went to a party and later gave the tools to Roe's wife, Molly to use in their wood lot business.  When I came back from the party, I looked.  Morgripe was gone.

“He has stayed gone and good riddance.”

Constable Crager nodded and turned to Chaz.  He touched his truncheon suggestively and asked, “May I manacle you, or must I use force?”

Chaz rubbed the back of his head at an old memory and replied, “No, sir. I won't resist.  Once was enough.”

While Chaz was submitting to being shackled, Gabe began to stir.

Constable Crager returned his attention to Bonnie.  “So, Miss Bones, if I draw up your statement to add to the Morgripe case file, will you sign it?”

Bonnie nodded calmly.  “Sure, Constable Crager.  Just put it in the cemetery mail box and give me a return envelope.  Duchess Red Hoof lets me use it for an address because where I actually stay doesn't have mail service.  I am there most nights anyway, so it works real well for when you need to contact me.”

He nodded, “I will do that,” and escorted the two miscreants away.

Bonnie returned to her shopping expedition.  It took her several stores to get all that she wanted.

Returning to the cemetery, she waited patiently by the solid stone back wall as the sun set.  It was not long before the Nightmare rose.  By Her moonlight the wall became a moss grown tumble down.  

Easily crossing into the Borderland of Nightmare, Bonnie happily called ahead, “Guys!  Flowering Ash!  Canbe!  Look what I got for our Nightmare Night party!”

The mortal Canbe looked up from where he was helping his wife, the lamia Flowering Ash, to set up some tables and ducking tubs.  “Bonnie! We told you, we have arraigned for refreshments this Nightmare Night! What did you get?”

Laughing, Bonnie began to unpack her bulging saddlebags.  “No refreshments! I got us the tackiest Nightmare Night decorations that I could find!”

Zombies and liches, giggling as well as they could at the joke of it, helped to string black and orange streamers, hang fake spiderwebs and put up cheap cardboard skeletons!  Real bats were flying about, having a great time making the phony rubber ones bounce on their elastic strings!  Cheap plaster skulls and phony bones sat about the party glade, on the tombstones between the mausoleums of the Ancient Ones and fake rubber spiders decorated the simple grave markers of the Forgotten Foals.  Perfectly real ghosts were busy making cheap paper ones flutter in a non existent breeze!

Roe, a light tan wish granting deer, and Molly, his wife, with their matching wedding bands around their left forelegs, trotted out of the basement of his candy shop in Ponyville.  Her two foals, Mort and Sis, nearly grown now, trotted confidently along behind them.  Seeing the many silly decorations, they couldn’t help but giggle! 

The foals made a beeline for a table made from a flat topped coffin of polished black wood held up by supports.

The youngsters happily laid out cakes, fried twists, fruit chunks and piles of candies.  They filled a big punch bowl and set out cups. They dumped a big bag of apples into the ducking tub.

Roe, his horns sparkling with magic, brought a securely chained, but struggling pony through the passage to the Borderland of Nightmare that was his shop's basement.

Flowering Ash, the powerful lamia, snake bodied from her middle down, took him and secured him to the larger feasting table.  

She looked up at Roe, smiling around her fangs, “I remain amazed at how many foolish ponies think that it's a good idea to rob a candy store on Nightmare Night!  At least, it give us a steady supply of party refreshment!”

Roe smiled back.  “I give them every chance to back out of trying to rob that innocent little tan unicorn that I look to be.  It is not my fault that they never figure out that it is better to be good ponies.”

As the assorted Beings of Nightmare began to gather about their big table, Bonnie, Canbe, Molly, Sis and Mort gathered about their snack coffin for mortals.

Sis and Mort leaned calmly against Bonnie and said, “Thanks for helping us through those first few Nightmare Night parties up at Roe's place. You were a big help in getting us to accept our friends for who and what they are.”

Bonnie, helping herself to a plate of fruit skewers, frosted cake and some candies, replied, “Thanks.  I am glad that you like my family, too.”

~THE END~

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[purplexiasphinx]

The list of OC facts no one asked for...

Aya, @big-sis-neko

Insomniac

Very insecure

Has enough trauma to fill a book series if she so wished

Absolutely overprotective

A liiiiittle bit possessive

Touch-starved but hates it when strangers touch her

Trust issues through the ROOF

Might punch you if you ask her to say 'Nya'

Doesn't know how to properly date

Nightmares

Her first name means 'Flower'

Likes to draw

Constantly busy

Mean, but cares.

Very gay, and very angsty.

Somehow, she's a tsundere and a yandere all wrapped up in one cute fuzzy lil' package.

Doesn't like to drink, gets flirty when she's drunk.

Favorite color is purple, acts like it's pink solely to throw people off.

Can honestly genuinely cry at any moment

Gods help you if you grab her without warning

I won't help identify the body if you touch her ass without her permission

Owns a baseball bat, named it Lucille in honor of TWD

Favorite anime is Fairy Tail, because of Erza.

Has a mom voice, is not afraid to use it.

Will help you get your shit together while she's a complete mess

Is a hypocrite, will tell you to be healthy then eat nothing but an apple over the course of three days.

Is a whole mess

Needs someone to take care of her sometimes but refuses help

Has honestly been very disillusioned with life and humanity

Covered in scars, both physical and mental.

Hates all cat-related nicknames, has heard them all and is done.

If she flirts back consider yourself lucky

Can't stand the sight or smell of fish

Has been beaten with a fish

Why?

People suck

Average height...

Strong girl

Will fight you

Knows actual fighting techniques

Can and will probably kick your ass

Has a weakness for redheads

Done With Your Shit™

*ARACHNOPHOBIA INTENSIFIES*

Aki, @your-neko-friend

Is a brony

Hides the fact that he's a brony

Too pure for this world

Sweet baby

Knows how to fight

Is also a pacifist

Very protective

Sadness? What sadness? Nothing but smiles!

Absolutely a joyous ball of trauma and suppressed anxiety

Doesn't know when to just say 'No' or 'Stop'

Very polite

Puts everyone else above himself

Would sacrifice every chance he had at happiness to make other people happy

Does, when he has the chance

Doesn't like being treated like a child

Is a shota

Birthday is December 28th

G a y

Bless his heart

Loves flower crowns

Makes flower crowns for everyone

Smol boi

Almost 18???

How???

Baby boy-

Will make up a nickname for everyone in his contacts list and find an appropriate emoji for them but never show anyone

Wears MLP pyjamas without regret

Is actually just a really careful person

Also has no self preservation instinct

He can handle a knife, but someone keep him away from the windowless van promising candy

Has a HUGE sweet tooth

Loves cuddles

Is a big hugger

Doesn't understand romantic love

Has had a lot of boyfriends, surprisingly???

Mostly because he will NOT let someone kiss him without dating them first

It's a rule

Has never initiated a kiss

Would rather cuddle

Sensitive tail

Pls gentle

High pain tolerance, but he's got so much trauma it doesn't matter he'll fall apart anyways

Hates being called 'kitty'

Can't stand the smell of fish

Has been beaten with a fish before

Hates that he has to rely on people

Secretly a very sad boi

Positivity to the MAX

Always looks for the bright side

Will never leave someone that looks like they need help

Strong boi

Short boi (Under 5')

Very much a sub

Will purr if you pet his ears

CUTE

Lowkey a Pokèmon fan, but tends to only watch the anime.

NOT a gamer, but will play if you ask or offer.

IS CHUB

Bonus! The names in Aki's contact list (Across all RPs, cuz why not? You'll get to know the names of the other OCs he knows~)

Real name: Ash

Aki's contact for him: Ketchum 💕

*

Real name: Layz

Aki's contact for them: 🥦 (Due to drama and boi's lack of proper coping mechanisms, he'd changed the old name (Boyfriend 🥦) but hadn't taken the time to make a new nickname because he ended up crying every time.)

*

Real name: Aya

Aki's contact for her: Big Sis Aya 💮

*

Real name: Joyce

Aki's contact for him: Sweetest 🎶

*

Real name: Eli

Aki's contact for him: Darling❣

*Someone who USED TO be on Aki's contacts list...

TONY!

Aki didn't have much time when he was making the contact, so it was simply "Tony❤"

But that number is blocked now.

*Fun fact, Aki has dated/is currently dating everyone on this list besides his sister in some RP or another.

Brie, @miss-brie-phillips

Is the big gay but pretends not to be

Is very religious

Has asthma

Tries to help

Vv easily startled

Has a big crush on her coworker

Works with Aya

Refuses to ask for help

Is gay panic incarnate

Has several siblings

Constantly terrified someone will find out she's gay

Constantly terrified in general

Will cry at the drop of a hat

Not very physically strong

Or mentally

The two people she trusts most in the world are very gay

Very insecure

VERY pretty

Has only dated guys, never kissed anyone yet

Gets nauseous at the thought of being intimate with a guy

How do her parents not know she's gay yet???

Generally unhappy with her life but will pretend everything is fine

Working to afford her own place

Very devoted

Jaime, @nothereforyourbullshit

Incredibly protective

Also Done With Your Shit™

Gay as hell

Possessive of his boyfriends

Not in too big a way, but

Might just hit someone if they flirt with his guy

Plays guitar

Knows where to hide a body

Has a tattoo of a cross on the back of his neck

OCD, but has learned to live with it.

Is a killer bartender AND barista

Charismatic!

Came from a very religious family

Very aware that his closeted sister is gay but will never tell anyone, because he loves her and he knows it'll fuck up her life

Also not on the best of terms with his sister but will protect her no matter what

Rest of his family?

They'll get help if they ask, but they never would.

And he knows it

Has awful nightmares

Is a big cuddler

Hell

Physical contact is a must

Is a great cook and loves cooking for people

That is exactly why he will never be a chef

Has a LOT of fun making straight dudes question their sexuality

Won't deny it

Will not flirt with someone else if he's in a relationship

Half the time he jumps from guy to guy

His type consists of trouble

Needs someone to help him deal with his shit instead of ignoring when he clearly needs help

Probably will never get that person because he's drawn to the guys that'll fuck up his life

Has never even considered using his guitar skills as a source of income???

Bonus, a few about @maaya-kaori cuz I just realized I have nothing but my community of gays up here

Aroace

My friendzone bab!

Is a singer (Technically my Vocaloid/UTAUloid OC)

Has a sweetness that would rival Aki's

Doesn't understand flirting

Has accidentally broken so many hearts and has no idea

LOVES singing

Would never hurt anyone ever

Has played Undertale once, pacifist route start to finish, cried multiple times anyways.

Unironically believes Pokèmon is a terrible concept and teaches children to kidnap critters and force them to fight for money

Because one of her friends showed her a meme once, it was her fist time hearing of Pokèmon

Is actually only 16

[wingsoffireconfessions]

What do you guys think of cringe culture? I remember writing up my own dragons for WOF when I read it a lil while back, and I found a few of the drawings and I kinda cringed but remember how happy I was and I kinda wanna go back to it (mildly nervous of what ppl would think but still)

oh you have come to the right person for cringe culture talk

short answer: 

it’s stupid, fake, and all-around bad

long answer, and boy is it long:

the problem with cringe culture is that is almost inevitably directed at children having harmless fun. think of something cringey; chances are, you thought of “ten year old’s bad op oc” before, for example, “40 year old man getting into debates about anime on the internet”*. chew on that for a sec. why is a child having innocent fun…

…a bad thing?

it’s really not! like, children interacting with their favorite media(s) by making a character - often a self-insert, we’ve all been there - is literally enjoying the story so much that they want to be a part of it. that’s good! that’s GREAT, even! that’s a sign you’re doing a damn good job as a writer / artist / filmmaker / etc - your fans are so hyped about your world that they’d want to exist in it.

but then the people in fandom who have already learned that OCs To Have Fun With Are Bad** pass that lesson on to the next decade of tweens who made something for themselves and had the judgement of the digital world come down on it like the hand of god.

my first notable ocs were;

- a silver dragon, who could heal herself from the brink of death because she drank from a pool of molten silver, who also lost an eye and was super scarred because she was always getting in fights to do good. she had extensive, elaborate, unnecessary adventures and, of course, a tragic parenthood arc because i had been reading warriors books

- a half-dragon, half-pegasus mlp oc who literally angsted so badly he unleashed town-flattening destructive power that was absolutely never explained, and then died, and then ended up alive again because i decided that was too sad. this was the entirety of his story.

- a human who drops out of school and drives away to a nearby town, where she’s given shelter by an elderly werewolf woman, falls in love with the werewolf’s adult granddaughter, and they open a small town cafe where they all live happily ever after, as far as life allows. the physical manifestation of Death is also there.

those can all be very cringe if looked at by someone who wants them to be. but, of course, with only a few alterations you could plausibly use these descriptions on the superhero Wolverine, Anakin Skywalker, and… well, okay, I can’t think of an equivalent for the last one because I’m making the gay fantasy slice of life book I want to see in the world, but 2/3 isn’t too bad. it probes my point, which is, essentially:

when the ‘cringey’ ideas are done by skilled producers and are meant to be seen and responded to by the world, cough and the characters are straight white cis men cough people will accept them.

when the ‘cringey’ ideas are done by children or other, less skilled creators, generally for a small audience or just to self-indulge, and don’t say minority content doesn’t play a part here bc it often is included as cringe for being minority, people will make entire blogs dedicated to mocking them for not being up to the same standard that their million-dollar-production-value source material has.

basically what im getting at here is like… the only cringey thing about cringe culture is that people still use the term, like, genuinely. it’s fake! you’re just putting a goofy name on mocking children on the internet! bake a cake or something!

so long as it’s not hurting anybody, what’s the hecking point in acting like it’s the end of the world that someone has an oc with a rare pigment mutation and powers unexpected for their species and has an angsty backstory where their family cast them out***? 

if what you’re doing isn’t harmful, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. if you love something, love it. just don’t expect to be catered to if it’s not a media directed at you**** and don’t get in the way of the actual target audience enjoying it*****.

just be normal! just be a person enjoying something. i assure you that such a thing happens all the time. there are people who like star wars that don’t know what the word fandom means, and god some days i wish i were them.

*adults doing freaky shit are, in fact, the only people who deserve the term

**they have often learned this by being a part of the decade prior to the one that they are teasing. anyone who gets super upset about “””cringey””” ocs more than 10 years after having that phase needs to turn off the computer and go for a walk

***just so none of you get any ideas, this sentence is genuinely me describing one of my current OCs, Drifter

****looking at you, bronies

*****also looking at bronies; there used to be a designated safe search cleanup event bc of all the nsfw content of cute cartoon horses. as far as i know, this has not changed.

[shinssoliloquy]

WHO? WHAT? WHERE? WHY? HOW?

5 Questions you should ask anyone when they’re starting off a project made from the basis of ego and tenacity. I’m really not a particularly smart person, But I’m smart enough to know how dumb I really am.

I’ve always been itching to do this. Twitter was never a great way to display my thoughts and writing on grounds that by limiting characters your characters by tweet you’d either get into long threads of diatribes that likely no one will even read or you’d have to space out your thoughts and mince words in order to fit to these said limitations. Obviously it’s not a bad way per say to fully flesh out your thoughts but there’s obviously some downsides and you won’t be fully capable of fulfilling those quandaries, much so espousing on your thoughts and opinions to the fullest extent. I could write a book but I’m not knowledgeable enough feel like my thoughts are worth putting into a non-fiction book. I could join discord servers but I don’t know a wreath of people who even care. I could still talk off into the Twitter void but that’s only for short bursts at a time, any ideas or subjects I’d like to elucidate or spell out would just get lost, all my themes would shoot off into the negative space that is a twitter timeline regardless of if they’re worth revisiting or not.

But of course, would it even matter if people do care or they don’t. People live off making Youtube videos and content based on themselves because they assume people actually care about whatever benign thought or creative pursuit they’d have in their head. It’s not up to me to judge if my thoughts are worth putting out there but I guess the reason people use social media is to give a voice to the voiceless, have anyone out there a chance of their own success, But how does that affect content input though, How does impact your very own mental psyche. This is a conversation for another post and it’s far from a topic I’ll have any meaningful outlook on, just from my own experiences as an outsider looking in.

WHO?

I always fancied myself a writer more than an illustrator. The whole crux of my need to learn how to draw was from the idea that “hey no one wants to draw my webcomic ideas on something awful or whatever internet messaging board I was using at the time that’ll date this post when I look back on it when I’m 40, I’ll learn how to draw then and show everyone I can STILL MAKE IT” Then I started drawing and never really looked back. Within the few years or so since I’ve made that discovery I never really focused on my writing, much less my creative writing. I’ve had few instances where I’d try to light up my spark by blog posting was making other short lived wordpresses and blogspots where I can peruse and write for a short while until I get bored and go back to drawing everyday. Of course two particular things happened in which I’ve gotten that spark back, to an extent. 1. The corona virus quarantine happened and I was stuck with nothing to do, I dropped out of school to go to a new college out of country that hasn’t really happened yet and aside from my retail job I haven’t had a good outlet for where to put my creativity too. So I ended up just drawing more but also, reading off some books off my backlog. I’ve always been interested in philosophy and non-fiction since reading Kant and Hume at age 12 and Now rediscovered it because of quarantine. Really I’ve always been a better writer or story teller than anything else but efforts to light up that energy in me has been fruitful and I’ve relegated to being another artist in the pile of artists who’s only personality is that they “like art”. Which made me realized how much of a better self sufficient and self respecting the writer can be rather then the animator. Illustrations are fleeting, words stick with you. Of course greats work of art exist and will always exist. Beautiful paintings can grip me just as much as a good work of philosophy can, But lately beautiful paintings have been disgruntled and disavowed from public schema. If you want to provide good art for people to see, use hashtags and make fast fleeting content for people to consume easily and forget about. Such is the way of social media and how they grip you to keep using their products, It’s not a revolutionary idea but it’s a concept that ends up working. In a way I’d like to counteract this by making fast fleeting content but also putting in forth ideas and writings which I can consider good but we’ll see how that ends up panning out. My goals as an artist is for another topic entirely but really I need a way to practice my non-fiction writing skills and having a blog where I can just go on and on about pointless shit is good exercise. 2. I’ve stopped communicating to people that would point me to a direction in life I didn’t really need to go through and because of that I took a detour in my mental stability and mental development, really it wasn’t good for me. but because of that I was able to keep track of where I need to go and have removed all elements in my life that can allow me to find different paths and know where I’ll truly be. I could also just talk to people about these kinds of stuff but it’s hard to really find people who I can talk about the stuff I want to talk about with and nothing really beats writing a whole diatribe about whatever comes to your mind at the time. Why do I have a lot on my mind? You’ll hear that story in another time but it’s MOST likely an autism thing.

WHAT?

Look at section: Who again but to summarize and clarify what I mean. Content is fast fleeting and non-self actualizing, people don’t want ideas they want content, They need personalities to leech off and see themselves in instead of being creatives themselves. As someone who makes art and wants to make more art It’s hard to really judge if my art is worth it for the algorithm or if it’s worth it to bring in audience retention. Not to mention most people who use social media are kids, and the only way to grab kids attention is to play to their interests, play into their already corroded brains by playing onto their synapses, Not to imply I dislike it per say but more so that I feel that certain audience can somewhat affect your creative output. 

WHERE?

I made a Medium account last month after reading an article on Luxury Communism. It was a fine article but what I got out of it was how good it seems to use Medium to communicate and write articles like these, Until I realized that really it can only be used for more academic pieces and while sure I’d like to do that one day something more lowkey and personal was what I really needed. Hence a tumblr, originally a blogging website before being used to oxidize internet discourse and internet creativity in general, was a perfect outlet for these kinds of posts. I’m actually used to using tumblr for one and can edit and know my way around doing these sorts of posts and the archive feature is good if I ever want to look back on old posts as opposed to Twitter. I can use the ask feauture to take requests or have feedback on my posts in a more concise manner. Unlike Medium or Wordpress I can easily hide certain posts or even the entire account if I wanted too and I won’t be seen or be recommended by the algorithm because I won’t even put tags on these posts. If you know where to find me you know where to find me. Although I do think I’ll make this public at some point I atleast need to know if I’ll even use this or if I’ll even keep making the same kinds of posts as I’d want too.

WHY? 

I’ve already explained why you knucklehead, but I guess here were some of my inspirations to make a writing blog. I could list actual writers or twitter personalities or internet reviewers with blogs I can talk about, for example Yahtzee Crosshaw, Film Crit Hulk, Or even the elusive Andrew Hussie when he had a wordposts and while those people were instrumental to my development as a writer and artist I can’t say they were my full inspiration for making this.

Back in 2016, I was introduced to the Procrastinators’ Podcast by consuming Digibro content and having her podcast be linked at the end of one of her videos. I’ve since started concurrently watching her podcast and while I’ve always sucked into Digi’s cult of personality I’ve started appreciated her other friends in the podcast too, everyone except Nate. One of those members I gravitated too was MunchyWearsTinyHats. He was only one year older than me but I could still see myself in him and in effect appreciated him more than anyone in the podcast. We both seemingly grew up watching and reading the same shit, Homestuck, TF2, He introduced me to Nuclear Throne which because one of my favorite games and we both had the same appreciation for Hussie, Sam Hyde (sadly) Performance art, weird abstract art bullshit and of course My Little Pony. If I actually joined RFCK who knows what would’ve happened but that’s just my take. Of course a surface level description of Munchy aside, as someone who consumed everything he was in, I Lived my life vicariously through him and to all the members of the Procrastinators’ Podcast to an extent even though we both became completely different people as we reached our 20s. Currently he’s 20 and I’m less than a year away to being 20. But I feel as if our paths have drifted far enough that I can properly say I became a whole new different person to who I was in 2016. I still have appreciation for MLP, Homestuck and Minecraft and all the weird media shit me and him consumed. Back then I even modeled my art and persona to look like his too, It was a whole thing. Of course all of these posts and videos and personalities are very very out of date and they don’t reflect the content I consume or even the type of person I am now. I had a friend who also liked the PCP, well it was more like a love-hate relationship I feel but it was nice having someone who I could talk about the PCP with since at this time they were the only people or content creators I was consuming, what’s less said about current pcp the better. She’s always told me, I feel sorry for people who model their lives around these content creators and take advice from them since they clearly don’t know what they’re doing. And while I agree with her to an extent, I wouldn’t go as far as to discredit these artists accomplishments since they seem fulfilled with what they’ve made of themselves, not like we’re doing anything different or are any different to them. It’s about trying to live in a world with your own meaning in it and you can’t do that but disparaging the careers of grown men you don’t even know. Again topic for another day but I guess with this blog I’m always copying and ripping off some of their ideas for myself. In 2019, Munchy made a Tumblr where he’d detail and do the same thing and post blogs or writings he’s made or opinions he’s had, It hasn’t been updated in a year and a half but if it isn’t broke, don’t call the gas company asking for a refund. I even stole his alliteration with Shinsuke’s Soliloquy and Munchy’s Manuscripts, Shinsuke being my real God-given name. Of course the posts on his tumblr are really incredibly out of date and downright stupid and I’ll talk about them on their own on a seperate post since I feel like he really just didn’t know what he talked about and they’re baseline at best and wrong at worst. Regardless he still planted the seed of me as a person to make my own blog and talk about random bullshit.

HOW?

Obviously I will still tweet out stuff on my private twitter, Obviously I will still make art. Right now I’m making my own comics and writing a few short stories that maybe? I’ll put here I’m not really sure. Just depends on if they’re worthy on being posted since I’ll make a short story collection with them instead. Maybe I’ll continue the favorite character writing, maybe I’ll make my own picrew. We’ll see and no doubt these promises will become out of date in a week or two. Rather than the right of the moment malaise of tweeting around bullshit and sending it quickly I’ll use this for more concise text, something that I can sink my teeth in and tap away for what like 5 hours or so? Beats the essays i’d be doing but it doesn’t help that I am typing this in total silence, and I guess those essays will just be posted here. Do people post their school essays like they post their poems or their artwork for school? If you want to use my ask blog then it’s right there if you want a topic for me to talk about or just ask me a regular question. I’m bringing back tumblr asks to it’s real purpose. And of course, the only thing sure about me, is that nothings for sure.

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I was briefly introduced to the College Boys through your Camp NaNoWriMo story, so can I have some random facts about them?

I’ve saved this question for near the last part because hoo boy I want to yell about my Boys. Character designs are from Rinmaru with the exception of one Jules portrait, which was done by @zerolr. She also helped me create these with the exception of Lusmos, since he came later. I do believe she also has commissions open so if y’all want to buy her art, do it. Her art is awesome and she drew me Prius for like five bucks, and then I think I tipped her like another five. It was awesome and she is awesome. (Besides like- we’ve been friends for like six years and that’s good.)

So, let’s start. The College Boys are Julius (Jules), Ethan, Judas (Jude), Richard (Richie), and Lusmos. We are going through them in that order. This’ll be formatted differently because I know very specific things about them.

Julius MacIlast, Prince of Creation

Looks 27 or so. Actually around 300-400 years old. 

Irish Gaelic. Also an android, but has the accent and lived in Ireland for most of his childhood with his adopted father, Mike.

He and Prius, his destructive counterpart, look identical save for experienced things (like scars + Prius’ ankle injury). If you took Prius and coloured him white and blue instead of black and red, you’d get Jules. They also sound identical, and both require glasses.

He and Prius have a very love-hate relationship due to the original spells placed on Kharos and Lusmos. They key off of each other’s passion and are always either viciously trying to kill each other or about three seconds from professing their love to each other in some sort of Shakespearian style. They are aware of why this happens and generally blame the other for it. Reason goes out the window.

While in college, he’s currently majoring in architecture. He enjoys drawing all sorts of things from cute, chubby girls to his roommates to watercolour landscapes and fantasy-style creatures.

Once dated a girl who was actually a godshard of Lusmos. She has since vanished, but he still loves her a little and just kinda Dies in a good way when Lusmos does things she used to do. Still has all her sketchbooks and won’t let anyone touch them. (waves at Mireille)

Owns a legitimate katana. Unfortunately has no idea how to use it and mainly just has it to act more threatening since his lack of any sort of scars and vigorous shaving makes him look like a child sometimes.

Demi-bisexual. Has only ever been interested in like, three people. However, he tends to run from any sort of romantic confrontation if he isn’t completely sure of what’s going on, due to past experiences.

Smokes cigarettes when stressed, cries a whole lot when he can’t.

Loves one-upping people when he can get away with it. Is conscious of accidentally mansplaining and will literally never give you his opinion unless you ask and then confirm you want it at least four times. But if you ask one of his roommates, he’ll infodump in about 0.3 seconds.

Is the most likely to put streaks in his hair that are the bisexual and asexual pride flag colours for a pride celebration and then forget to take them out when he goes to work.

Has had a job at Orange Julius and absolutely hated the work and only went because he knew he had to for the bragging rights.

Ethan Rodriguez, Minor God of Discovery

Looks about 24, probably around 250-300 years old.

I like to think he’s Indian, or some other world’s counterpart to that. (For those who keep doing the outdated thing like me; I mean Indian-from-India, not Native American.)

Super scene. Has natural black hair but loves putting neon colours into it and the obvious black and white horizontal stripes thing into the bangs that scene kids keep doing.

Has some ear piercings, but once saw a guy get a lip piercing ripped out of his face and refuses to have any more piercings. Has not acknowledged that he could become Van Gogh with that attitude.

Adores plushies and will do anything to get his hands on cute plushies. Big or small, Webkinz or not, he loves his plushies and dolls. (Less so plastic ones- he likes huggable ones.)

Supposedly has a girlfriend named Monica that he’s always texting. Nobody has ever seen her and the rest of the boys are fairly certain he made her up. (She exists and will be featured in Starlight, most likely.)

Majors in hardware technology- surgical equipment technician or something like that. Absolutely adores sterile rooms and gore. Creepy hospitals are probably his favourite thing besides ghost children.

Would put a lacy bow on vicious gore and tell everyone how cute it is. Is probably the most destructive out of the five and nobody’s sure why he’s allowed near Lusmos at all.

Actually half-vampire, along with his little sister, Lily. This is one reason for his longevity, the other reason being Lusmos’ influence.

Is consistently the one sent to Haridor when the Boys need to get shit done with the Powers involved. Mainly because he’s the only one who can put up with Prius for any length of time.

Token straight character. He knows this and will not hesitate to play the innocently ignorant straight boy trope and pretend he has no idea that queer people exist. (Example: “I didn’t know the husband wasn’t invited to Lebanese weddings… That’s an interesting tradition. [bats eyes innocently]”)

Judas Hampton, Minor God of Justice

Looks 29, probably around 300 years old. Regarded as the oldest of the Boys.

Definitely and obviously English. Lost the accent, but hasn’t descended into saying ‘y’all’ yet.

Most serious out of the bunch. Acts very faithful to his law studies and cannot stand people who use logic to play devil’s advocate. Is the most likely to throw a very heavy law book at you if he thinks you’re wrong.

Insists he has no need for a girlfriend. Most people think he’s too focused on his studies. Is actually super fucking gay for Richie, who shall never know because he’s an idiot.

Ended up accidentally becoming Tarathiel’s older brother figure. Enjoys her company and took her with him to Ilya Karina during Wild’s Eye to go harass Maria about Apocalypse.

Is that kind of organized messy who has three piles of clothes on the floor: dirty, wore but doesn’t smell so can be worn again, and clean. Knows where everything is and is prone to crying if someone tries to organize his stuff.

Cares too much about hygiene except when it’s too much effort, like doing laundry consistently. Constantly stealing all of Ethan’s perfumed soaps because he won’t admit to liking them.

Owns two ferrets, of which he shares his immortality with. He loves his little furry scarves.

Can write you a proposal to get around any spell’s restrictions. Is very creative in how he words things and can get anyone to agree with him. Uses this power for good.

Loves talking about things he’s interested in, and often explains things to himself that he already knows over and over just because he likes going over the information. Will infodump about everything ever without noticing, but gets really excited when someone does it right back to him and he just nods and sorta bounces in his seat and hyperfocuses on the person infodumping to him.

Tries to keep a poker face at everything, usually only fails in the face of a gay joke. Likes pointing at curved things and saying they’re straighter than he is. (Often mocks his roommates’ parking jobs by saying he’s straighter than that.)

Will take a shot every time someone asks him what it was like falling from heaven.

Richard Piearson, Minor God of the Fine Arts, Messiah of Creation

Looks around 23-24. Baby faced. Probably around 250-275 years old.

Southern American boy. Probably from Texas.

Could have been a frat boy if he’d ended up dorming with the wrong guys. Unfortunately, he landed himself with the rest of the College Boys.

Majoring in fine art and design. Makes most of his living drawing MLP and livestreaming. Will not draw NSFW unless paid extra, but will do special streams for his Patreon.

Completely unaware that Jude has a crush on him. Would reciprocate if he knew, but is more concerned with Twilight Sparkle’s love life than his own.

Lusmos’ Messiah of Creation, counterpart to Terrance Redface. The only time he’s serious is when he has to do Messiah things, and it’s scarily out of character for him. He doesn’t mind it, personally, and some part of him enjoys terrifying others with the 180 he’ll do on his personality.

Enjoys fandom meta and shipping, often together, but tries to stay out of drama. Apologizes if he messes up and actually does not do it again. (For those who are wondering, yes, he does ship Flashlight. Timber can go fuck himself he’s like 30.)

Probably the cutest College Boy. Has a few girls around the internet who want to love him. Despite the bisexual stereotypes, he wouldn’t know if someone had a crush on him if he made out with them for fifteen minutes straight.

Adores flower crowns and the pastel self care and love aesthetic. Probably has a blog based around that and gets his roommates to pose for photography that he can edit and post onto that blog showcasing how pretty and handsome they all are. (They don’t always show it, but all actually enjoy participating in this.)

Tries to get his roommates to watch MLP with him. Ethan is the only one who will as of right now, but he keeps trying.

Probably bipolar to some degree, and experiences periods of mania. His productive output ends up quite questionable during these periods.

Is the one sent to Ilya Annwna because Queen Titania can’t stand to hurt someone as cute as him. He thinks she’s weird and doesn’t trust her for her friendship with Prius.

Kind of possessive of his roommates, due to bad experiences with his blood family and considering the Boys his only family. Will very well cling to their legs and beg them not to go. For this, it’s common for him to get carried around because he got scared they’d leave. 

Sometimes Lusmos will kiss his forehead trying to reassure him and Richie is completely convinced that nothing can hurt him for 24 hours after that, and then must be talked out of doing dangerous things because he thinks he’ll be fine and it’ll be fun.

Lusmos, God of Creation

This is not his Fall of Ilya Serina outfit. I have a basic idea of that sketched out somewhere and it is difficult to fucking draw.

As Jules is his vessel and he alters their body when he’s fronting, they look different sometimes. Still looks Irish, and looks a little older- about 29ish.

Technically functions as a multiple system with Jules, as Lusmos is possessing his body. However, he conjures an illusion that is solid enough to touch that makes it look like they aren’t using the same body. Sometimes, he forgets it is an illusion.

Actually some sort of elder god. Likes to pretend his pantheon doesn’t exist because his family has issues.

Wears a ribbon that Kharos used to wear, because there are spells on him that make him want Kharos around 24/7.

Highkey in love with Jules. Lowkey also in love with Richie, but has noticed Jude’s affections and knows better than to get involved. Isn’t actually jealous and figures they’ll be happy together if Richie ever stops being a dumbass and notices Jude.

Adores small animals, especially Jude’s ferrets.

Hates children, as they remind him of Kharos. Prefers the company of adults and ends up coming across as scornful and douchey around teenagers, as he doesn’t understand them.

Is super gay, but would make out with a girl for a Klondike bar. Isn’t averse to girls, but it isn’t his cup of tea.

Has a sweet tooth that can never be completely sated. Can always be bribed with candy.

Hates not being able to help or do things, and definitely hated not being able to do shit in Fall.

Is not above sassing his roommates or generally being dramatic around them in a lighthearted manner.

When given something, often gives about 500% back because he doesn’t quite understand how debt works and is very grateful for everything ever given to him.

Hides the darker parts of creation, like endless mutation that leaves things a warped shadow of what they were. Likes to pretend they don’t exist, then turns a blind eye to them and the problems they cause. Won’t try to justify it but won’t admit to its faults, either.