#i try to keep it offline tho

[k9effect]

do you normally vent?

What have you heard?

[nerditudes]

mfw i see a cringe ooc post i made over a decade ago.

[syninplays]

Unrelated because I don't remember sharing this here: there's this blog (aka @arsimtecture ) I run with a friend and where I share nice pixel interiors from both ts4 and ts3 (ts2 might come eventually, but couldn't find much that caught my eye under the usual tags) aaaaand I'm inviting all of you to share your pretty pixel interiors or builds with me there!

I admit I'm more likely to share stuff that looks more "realistic" but I'm willing to share any other style if you guys are willing to tag me or @arsimtecture in your posts! (You can also tag it as #arsimtecture as we track that one too ;)

[xitsensunmoon]

Hi Xits! It's so nice to see you on my dashboard again :DDD

I have a few questions about your boys if you don't mind answering them (and if you can/want obv):

1) Will y/n mend their clothes at some point? Or buy the same but new outfits?

2) (dunno if it's been answered before, probably yes but-) do they need to charge in addition to drinking blood or is charging like what would be normal eating for a human-then-vampire? (They can but it doesn't do much to relieve their hunger?)

3) I remember in one of your old comics (and yes I'm still thinking about it) Sun warned y/n to stay away from Moon during one of his episodes (virus induced? Starvation? Virus induced hunger??? Mmhh) How frequently do they happen? Does Sun have similar moments? And if he does who's gonna tell y/n? I don't feel like Moon would care much about their safety at the beginning...what if they both have one at the same time?

4) do they smell the scent of blood or do they detect it like how in fanfic the dca can detect injuries and heart rate?

5) do they want to return to "normal"? Can they return to normal?  (how did they get like that in the first place. I'm still looking 👁️👁️)

7) how old are they? How many years have passed from their daycare time? How would they react if someone mentioned the topic? do you have some of your (delicious) angst at hand?

8) are there others like them? 🌚

9) moon can sing. Why he not sing. Me want moon sing.

10) they have access to a PC and internet. What do they do online? Do they try to interact with others? Do they play games? If yes, what genre do they like?

And last but not least: how was your day? Did you have nice holidays? :D

Sorry for the long ask but I might return (eventually) with more questions >:)))

Hi!!! Haven't seen you in so long!

1. It is a bit difficult to find something- anything- that will fit them, so the only thing they can do is properly fix the clothes they have. So yes, you definitely will end up taking care of their outfits and even spend a bit of time to teach Sun and Moon how to take care of them themselves.

2. Oh they wish they could renew their energy by charging.

3. All I can say as of now, the "episode" has happened because of Moon's own negligence, what exactly has happened is yet to be discussed.

4. They smell the blood, but not in the exact same way human sense of smell works. It is more of its own separate sense, disturbance in the force if you will haha. The word "feel" would fit a bit better. Like humans can feel change in temperature, they can feel blood... even if it's in a vessel.

5. :)

6. It's been less than a decade.

7. Not that they know of...

8. His lullabies were always reserved for people he cares about, when he's happy or peaceful. None of these things are the case as of now :(

9. They prefer to limit their Internet activity to a minimum, for their own reasons. But if they do use it, only as observers. And to play offline games. Like Stardew walley. They fight over it a lot. Sun even has a little notebook where he keeps quite detailed notes on how to "properly and more effectively" play the game. Moon wants to flush that thing down the drain so badly...

And as for me - I'm unfortunately spending my holidays sick<///3 I had some very tasty food tho jsjsj hope yours are better!!

Also I love long asks!! Especially when I know I can give an answer hehe. Do return :)

[mejaemin]

como te quiero yo - h.js

chapter one ˖⁺‧₊˚✦

wc ✿₊⊹ 1.3k

synopsis ✿₊⊹ the relationship between rising artist joshua hong and you, popular beauty influencer, has finally come to light. this story follows you and your lover, living life happily despite whatever anyone says in the outside world.

warnings ✿₊⊹ established relationship, angst, hurt/comfort, mentions of hate/criticism, this is not an idol au, allusions to breaking up, it doesn’t happen tho !!! i love love and writing this made me feel single

author's note ✿₊⊹ happy birthday to shua !!! ఇ ◝‿◜ ఇ i love this man so bad its not even funny. i couldn’t put it into words even if i tried. here’s a little something to celebrate his day ♡ it’s a little sad for a birthday gift so maybe (maybe) i’ll write smth happier for a proper one ??? until now enjoy this !!!

main masterlist | ctqy masterlist

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it’s been just under two weeks since you and joshua have publicly announced your relationship and he’s already gone offline. it took months of discussion and procrastination out of fear, but with the support of both your teams, you decided to go public. it’s been almost a year since you got together, and it only feels right to say something. not everyone was happy, but you backed the decision up with the very unapologetic fact that you both were adults, fully developed ones at that, and to say either of you to really be single at this age would be a lie.

to say that joshua’s nerves were completely under control, you’d be lying. it’s not that he’s worried about disappointing anyone (though that’s still upsetting for him to think about), it’s more about the chance of fans not accepting it. they can whine and complain all they want, but for them to do so and then additionally ignore or stop being a fan would break his heart. it was already iffy for him to do something like this so early in his career, so for him to try something like this was quite dangerous.

don’t even get him started on you. you’ve already been popular on the internet for a while, and had millions of supporters across all platforms. you were loved by many, enough to feel comfortable with sharing the news. you waited for joshua to be ready, however, out of respect. when you first got together you revealed that you were no longer single, and for his own comfortability you kept it at that. ever supportive of his feelings, you stayed patient and waited for him to be ready to reveal whatever else he wanted to.

contrary to him, you were handling it well. with lots of experience, you were able to keep calm and ignore everyone’s negative comments. there were a few times where you were upset by comments towards your relationship, but again you weren’t afraid to clap back. joshua stayed silent, still afraid of upsetting anyone, but through the many couple photos and replies on live streams, you made sure everyone knew you weren’t quitting because a few people were unhappy.

enduring the past few weeks of this is what led you to where you are now, sitting across from each other at the dinner table of your shared home in silence as you eat. joshua’s non-dominant arm is stretched across the table holding your hand, his thumb leaving comforting strokes on the back of your palm. when you look at where you’re connected, the silver bracelet matching your own glimmers under the soft lighting of your dining room.

you’re really trying your hardest to stay strong for your lover, but it’s hard when you worry so much, especially with how he has yet to let you in. this is why you stay dead silent while eating, sacrificing your regular chitchat to make sure you don’t break. however, joshua puts his fork down and speaks up, calling your name in a soft whisper.

when you look up, he continues. “do you think we’re doing the right thing?”

you’re about to ask what he means when his eyes flicker to your bracelets and back up. the tears pool on your waterline as you respond. “us? of course we are, joshua. are you really thinking what i think you are?” the hurt in your voice couldn’t be hidden even if you tried.

his eyes widen and he immediately begins shaking his head. “n- no, baby, of course not. i just.. was now the right time?” when you finally manage to clear the tears in your eyes and look at him, he’s got a troubled look in his eyes as he bites at his lip.

you let go of his hand so you can get out of your seat. walking over to stand between his legs, you cradle his face in your palms and pull his lip from his teeth with your thumb. on instinct he wraps his arms around your waist and rests his chin on your stomach. you run your finger over his bottom lip, gliding over the teeth marks and reddened spots from being bitten at. you lean down to kiss his forehead, returning to your previous position to run your fingers through his hair.

your face is so full of love, trying so hard to show him how real your feelings are. your hands caress his skin with utmost care, knowing him well enough to be sure of the fact that there’s so much doubt and anxiety in his head that needs help being removed. he’s still new to this lifestyle, and so you coddle him that much more as he makes his adjustment. unfortunately, the start of his career was not so kind to him. you can only hope it gets better.

after a few beats of silence, joshua hides his face in your stomach, and you keep quiet to continue massaging his scalp. just a minute later you feel water begin to seep through your shirt, and his body shudders as he cries silently. you pull away, kneeling in front of him.

the sight in front of you makes your heart hurt, seeing the way he’s avoiding eye contact as tears continue to run down his cheeks. you bring your hands to either side of his face, thumbs gliding across his skin gently while wiping tears away.

“oh, love…” you start. just hearing your words has his head dipping down into his hands, his emotions getting the best of him.

you get up, leading him to your shared bedroom. laying down first, you invite him into your arms before covering your bodies in the comforter. he lays there on your chest for a few moments before clearing his throat, having calmed down.

“i just.. can’t stop reading comments, and i’m-“ he pauses, taking a deep breath. you return to stroking his hair, holding him close to your chest. “i’m worried that they’re right.”

you kiss his crown. “about what?”

“they think you could do better. that you could find someone bigger than me.” he speaks softly, almost mumbling.

“that’s not true, you know that.” you’re immediately shooting the idea down, refusing to let it even become something bigger.

“but seriously. i’m an inconvenience to you. if you were with someone who was as popular as you, you’d probably get support. but everyone’s mad because i’m just some random guy.” he’s sitting up now, looking into your eyes. it’s always been a thing for him to speak with you directly about serious things.

you grab his hands, holding them tightly in your own. the little magnet attached to the end of your bracelets comes together, and you can’t help but smile at it. “you’re not just some random guy, you’re my amazing boyfriend who could never ever be an inconvenience to me. i don’t care about how popular you are, because you make me feel so happy. you’re literally everything i could ever ask for, and truthfully, i’d rather have you than anyone of my status because they’re all assholes.”

he nods, choosing to stay silent. you squeeze his hands in silent reassurance, and he does the same. you speak up once again, “you don’t inconvenience me. you make my life infinitely better, shua. please don’t listen to them, okay?”

he takes one hand away to wipe his eyes one last time before looking at you, smiling softly. “okay.” he pulls you into a hug, your heart-shaped magnets splitting, your real ones connecting in your embrace. “thank you so much darling, for everything. i’m very lucky to have you.”

you pull your head away to kiss him, soft and full of love. “of course, love. i’ll always be here for you, and we’ll survive this. i’ll make sure of it.”

he hums, not responding in favor of keeping you in his arms. you stay just like that for the rest of the night, in each other’s arms. it started out rough, but ended so much better. words of affirmation are all that were needed to begin the process of healing wounds, and it proves that you’re right. nobody is being inconvenienced, and your love runs deep enough to prove that this is only a minor road bump, and everything will smooth out in the near future.

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[chrepsi]

hello lovely!! im seeing billie tmr night and was wondering if u had any tips??

heyaa !

first off ; film as much as possible. you dont have to look at ur phone screen, just put ur camera in 0.5 and do whatevs!! experience the show with ur own eyes. enjoy the concert while ur there, then have ur videos to look back on!

secondly ; if ur standing, try to get there as early as possible. i got there at 9am and was the row behind barricade. and being in the line is acc super fun!! download a few offline games (specifically yatzy is so fuckin fun and passes time) and if ur going with friends download heads up bc its the fucking funnest shit ever. also bring a wireless charger and a cable. and bring a book or smth bc u dont wanna waste all ur battery in the line lol! when the line makes it into the venue, literally RUN to get a spot against a wall. if ur gonna be there for hours ur gonna want smth to lean against!! dont bring a bigger bag for the line, bc security is strict asf and only allows handbags (dont worry abt it being clear tho, js bring ur normal handbag!). stash a muesli bar or two in ur pockets or bag bc trust me ur gonna get hungry. the resturants in venue dont open until like 4pm! for water, bring one of those mini lil plastic waterbottles. there are a few waterbottle-refiller thingies in the venue where you can refill. and in the actual concert, the security guards hand out these little disposable shot glass thingies of water. IMPORTANTLYYYY, when ur in the stadium and standing, spread them legs bby. take up ur room!!! do whatchu need to do!!! if ur legs are squished together and u get bumped, then its gonna be a long line of lesbian human dominos.

thirdly ; for merch, if ur going alone go to the next paragraph (idfk) but if ur goin w friends then keep readin ! (keep in mind im basin this off my experience, which is bein in the line nd shi) dont buy merch outside the venue!!! the line is long asf and from what ive seen, doesnt have every merch option. once the line makes it inside the venue, get ur spot in line (obvi idfk). let some ppl in ur group go get their merch first, then when they come back the other ppl can get theirs. so u dont lose ur spot in line.

if ur going alone and dont plan on socialising, buy ur merch outside. it wont have every option, (boxers, long sleeve tee, etc) but if ur an anti-social hoe like me, go for it!! for anyone who's willing to speak one sentence to a teenage lesbian, ask the person next to u if they're okay with keeping ur spot in line for a couple minutes while u get the merch indoors!! and same goes for using the bathroom. they'll probably end up asking u at some point aswell lmao. u might make a frienddd !!

and fourthly??? idfk i dropped out in year 10 ; this isnt rly a tip but her voice is a LAWT higher pitch in person so prepare urself for that.

i feel like i should add my taglist or smth to this LMAO this took forever. i doubt any of it made sense either im dyslexic AS FUCK.

[starcatchertruffle]

How loneliness affects my identity

I think it's nothing new that loneliness and isolation lead to self-doubts. Many souls know that I'm a social creature and I'd love to be connected with as many as possible. That might be a herding instinct, a possibility that I keep thinking about on and off for years. Although, it could be a human survival instinct, too.

Some of you also know that - in the past - I got shunned, banned and trash talked about in several nonhuman spaces for my uncertainty in my identity and for my honesty. In the offline world, I also got bullied and called "too dumb" and "ugly"... I didn't fit anywhere. I feel lonely since I can think. I feel unwanted and disliked and stopped talking about my non-humanity on the broad term. Sometimes, I post about stuff here and there but I'm hesitant.

Taking on identities which aren't mine

Over the past two years, I've been questioning the roots of my uncertainties. Why do I think I was a bird and next week I think about dogs? Yesterday, I came to a clear realization. I want to belong, I want to be able to say I had a family inside the community, a place where I belong. So my brain goes: "If I'm a dog, I'll find friends! If I'm a bird, I'll find more friends!" And so on and so forth. But little did I know that this behaviour is more self-destructive than I ever could've imagined. I feel the consequences now, a decade later.

Although, these realizations make me feel a little relieved. And they help me to get a clue about my identity. Although, I still need validation from others. Not because I got a low self-esteem but because I feel lonely and don't feel connected. Maybe that's why I don't message people out of the blue? Could be.

Advice welcome

If you experienced something similar, I'd be happy about advice. I'm a broken soul and trying to heal. I don't exactly know how at this point, tho. So, if you have anything, please drop a comment below or send me a message. Whatever it is, thank you in advance!

[talbot-larry]

Update, explanation and the future of this/these blog(s)

So I'm trying to write this in the least troubling or over sharing way possible.

Bipolar is still bonking me with that steel chair. It hasn't been a fun three-ish months since I got out of the hospital. It's been a full month since I wanted to do some sort of update on my 30th saying how much better I was feeling, (I was feeling so numb/empty that day it wouldn't have felt genuine) which sometimes I do, but anything seems to set my head off and I've been having a pile of side effects that only caused more side effects to the point theyve become super noticable (moods are bad and I've lost a upsetting amount of weight due to poor appetite,  now I'm getting all the jazz that comes with that), and has lead to my doctor suggesting I take time off of work, just so I can work past *vague hand gesture* and rest from the fatigue.

Getting down to it, yeah, I wouldn't be telling you this if I was intending to stay online. My logic is 1. If I'm gonna take a break from work stress maybe it would help if I took time offline too, reasoning being 2. I'm noticing I was a little happier/relaxed when I took that break from 2019-2020 (when I dumped my old blog) or when I gave up tiktok, so I'm gonna try this. This time it's not that anyone on here is toxic, my brain is and I don't want to impulse-delete my blogs and fanfics like I did last time.

I know this is wordy for a post where I'm saying I'm taking a week off of the internet alongside work, and if you're well versed in the hellscape of mental health, you might be concerned this is self isolation, and I've been fighting the temptation to do this cuz I'm aware that's a thing, but rn I don't know what else to do. I'll be back at work next Friday and I may log back on then, but depending on how I feel, if I benefit from this, it might be more than a week. I'm debating on if I decide to stay off longer if I'll post an update. I do want to be back soon, cuz I have that con in june and I'm really gunning to go to Lyndhurst in july (if it works out financially) cuz I wanna stay as social as possible, and I do want to post about those events here.

Just to reassure you guys (if anyone's reading this) I'm gonna be ok offline, I have irl friends I'm gonna visit every day, and I'm gonna try to get out a lot more, I dont wanna bedrot for a full week. Maybe I'll focus on getting my cosplay together or write.

I'll post this this morning and maybe stick around to watch the fallout over the yellowjackets finale (lmao), pin this on my blogs, then I'm going to remove discord, tumblr, bluesky, Facebook, and possibly  pinterest (pretty much all social media) from my phone this afternoon or tonight. I'm not deleting any accounts, just cutting off access.

I'm ok with yall shooting me a message sending me off, tell me some shows/movies to watch while I'm off (even tho I downloaded a buttload of audiobooks to keep my head busy, I still might get bored)

Love yall ✌

[wizqevelynart]

Wow…I just came to check in and there are so many new people here…hi…

I mentioned before that I am shit at running multiple social medias, and that is still very true, but I should also add that pretty much since November 2024, I haven’t much felt like being online. (You can probably guess why…hint: I’m an American…)

I’ve been mostly keeping to myself offline, resting and “joymaking” with personal hobbies. I started stress knitting like crazy LMAO and I picked up crochet about a year or so ago, so I have mostly been doing that. Maybe I will share some of those projects one of these days here, but for now you can find a lot of it on my Bluesky.

Likewise, I got back into my doll custom hobby. Well…it’s more doll collecting at this point lol. It started because Smart Doll dropped the Pear Body and then I remembered Curvy Barbies were a thing and long story short, I have like 20+ Barbies now that I obsessively restyle. My hope is to move into actual customizing — faceups, sewing clothes, rerooting hair, etc — but I’m a long way off from that. But! I have combined my love of knitting with my doll hobby, so a lot of my dolls have handknit hats and scarves and stuff. So that’s fun! I hope to make more doll scale stuff in the future. Maybe someday I will share my work with that, here, too, but again, you can see some of it on my Bluesky lol.

Haven’t felt much like doing art or writing lately, tho. I think that’s okay. Trying not to feel overwhelmed and risk burning myself out again. I have been burned out for several years, to the point of being resentful and angry which led to a really unhealthy relationship with social media. I spent much of the late 2010s relying on social media for personal validation, and then spent the early 2020s doomscrolling. I’ve no desire to go back to either of those habits. I find lately I enjoy just watching YT videos or anime and tinkering with personal hobbies.

Getting into MHA has been kinda healing, too? It’s been awhile since I have been so excited over a series like this. I think genuinely the last time I fell deeply in love with a story was FMA. I really admire Horikoshi’s writing and art style, and Izuku is literally the perfect character for me. He’s the kind of protagonist I have always wanted to write, so I think I’m a little jealous Horikoshi created him first LOL.

Anyways…dunno why I’m writing this. Maybe it’s both sort of a Life UpdateTM for old friends and also kind of a “hey don’t expect a lot of activity here from me” to new friends. You’re welcome to hang out, but keep your expectations of me low is all I ask.

Hope y’all are doing well and taking care of yourselves. And that you are also finding little ways to make joy in your own lives.

-Evie 💖

[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

hello pmd9, I am interested in hearing your thoughts about monitoring ones media intake, screen time etc .. I've been doing a digital ""fast"" lately that has increased my clarity. I'm coming to realize seeking a more healthy relationship with tech without withering away seems like it will be enduring & lifelong... seems to me there is a need for a digital diet these days and was wondering if you have struck a balance or if this presses you aswell

hello :) my thoughts are that ... its crucial !! to be a little distant

For me it's like. hard to be online as i used to. part of that is surely jst getting /old/ and no longer feeling 'fomo' when i,m offline because Well i've already seen/experienced So much from the online world lol. Sadly nothing can compare to the way the inernet felt to me 10+ yrs ago u_u it doesnt hook me in like it used to, its like building a tolerance to a drug or st

but i still try to be online a little bit and maintain balance by scrolling the dash a few times a day so i dont completely lose touch.. keeping it real tho i usually cant make it past 2-3 mins of scrolling before i lose interest cus yeah idk nothing Hooks me anymore ! This makes me feel like a bad online friend sometimes that im not very active in ppls notes i dont see a lot of things ....... but it is what it is! i just like being irl or thinking in my mind more than being online now unless im Posting

Basically my main reason for staying online is to Post because Posting is fun and engaging. And in that sense the internet is still my most effective portal to the outside world. i feel a responsibility to keep posting. But i also feel more than ever its important to be a little distant & offline, for everyone. U can def have a healthy relationship w social media and use it in benevolent or even just neutral ways when u have strong boundaries !

U must use the website, not let the website use U . . .

This Pochita incident has also been a big dosage of reality-check, like, i want to be present irl even more now, because life is precious and fragile and i want to really know the moment. know every moment vividly & intentionally

But yeah the internet is just neutral to me, it's good as a tool, u must be aware of your limits and able to step away when u feel frustrated or overwhelmed. times when i was REally addicited to the internet i was not enjoying myself. i enjoy it now because i figured out a way to use it that feels personally fulfilling. That method will be different for everyone ^_^

Thanks for the question anon, good luck in maintaining your digital boundaries ~~~PMD9

[ophernelia]

There’s so many people that follow me and have no idea what I do lmao. Not to mention it’s a lot of new people here too, so lemme do an updated introduction!

Helloooooo, I’m Brooklyn! I’m director and artist. I do both traditional art and 3D art. Recently I’ve started making poorly made free cc for TS4 that you can find over on @kiricheu. I post updates on stuff I’m working on here sometimes, but most stuff you’ll see on this blog is for my machinima series, Lykaia. Every single character you see on my page (that I’ve made ofc) is from said series. Most cc I post on Kiricheu is stuff I’ve just made for the series also. I’ve played TS4 for years (since it came out actually. and the sims in general too. My first game was TS2) but since I’ve started my series creating it is the only way I play really. Everything we do over here we do for Lykaia, girl. Go watch it.

Content stuff done, now onto personal stuff! I’m an Afro-Latina who can’t speak Spanish well. (Yes. I am a disappointment lmfao) I’m from Chicago. (Southside baby <3) I’m a research psychologist. I love my job. Proud member of the APA. I’ve lived a thousand different lives already so sometimes I’ll talk about old stuff I used to do. Like modeling, fashion stuff. (I was deep in the industry for a while until I left after getting tired of creeps.) Ummm I’m bi, but I currently have a boyfriend. I talk about him sometimes. If you ever see me say “my son” I mean my dog. Don’t want kids ever. Idk what else to put lol. I like to curse. Like a lot. Idk I’m pretty vulgar, but I try to keep it tame on here somewhat. I don’t consider myself a content creator like that. Just a girl sharing the shit she does, so I do talk my fair share of shit if something bothers me. I’m nice generally though. Unless you say something stupid, racist, sexist, etc. Don’t like racists, don’t like bigots, don’t like copycats. It’s tacky behavior and I will check you, with love tho. Sometimes lol. Idk I don’t bite. Unless you want me to. Don’t tell my man I said that either. Oh! I’m also autistic so that’s that lol. Also incredibly awkward. I also like talking about pop culture stuff too sometimes. So you might see a little of that here and there. I am also very vocal about Palestine and the plight of marginalized groups, so you’ll see a lot of that too. Lots of stuff about the black experience and black activism too because offline I’m an activist. I do a lot of community outreach with a few different orgs! (Proud member of the association of black psychologists. <333 Shout out to them specifically.)

And I think that’s it. Maybe idk. Anything else you wanna know then just ask!

[proseka-headcanons]

BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE KAMIKOU SECOND YEAR CREW+ sorry they are very dear to me - toya, nene, akito and emu somewhat regularly go together to that arcade they had the competition in close game/offline (toya and nene moreso, the other two sometimes). akito insists that he'll beat emu at puyo puyo one day (he won't) (he'll try very hard tho) - both toya and nene play friendly games against each other during breaks/recesses while the other three spectate and occasionally join. mizuki once challenged akito to puyo puyo thinking that they'd wipe the floor with him but because of his training arc to beat emu, he actually cleans mizuki instead. he holds this over their head constantly it's his one rare W against them - nene will summarise difficult topics in class for an and akito. as repayment, they will race each other to get their hands on the school shop's grapefruit jelly first to give her. this race has escalated from a normal race to attempted tripping and pushing, asking either mizuki or toya for help to distract the other, snitching on tsukasa about the other running in the halls, leading up to the point where they both separately approach rui to build something to sabotage the other - on a completely unrelated note the 2-A classroom blew up the other day. the class eventually decided it was a remnant of bad luck from 2-A being tsukasa's classroom last year. nene doesn't know the real reason behind it and both an and akito plan to keep it that way

bro locked in. someday he'll do it, i swear. i believe in akito (i dont) - 🥞

An and Akito being chaotic to get the jelly to Nene and she’s just like “yeah this is normal” - 🎮

i love all of these. rui would definitely take some of nene’s grapefruit jelly as he builds the robots to help an and akito — 🎈

[sl33py-g4m3r]

youtube premium and I bought an electric kettle~~!!! how have I lived without one???

stopped paying for youtube premium for almost a month and are getting ads for an adblocker called pie

I thought that it wouldn't work cause google was blocking the adblockers or something.

some of the ads are neat tho, and some of them are so long I can use my kettle to make tea and go to the bathroom only to come back and its still on the ad.

don't like horror ads tho~~

also still sucks that sometimes the ads are louder than the content. they shouldn't be allowed to do that.

hopefully I've gotten used to the ads again as it's been almost a month cause I started getting ads on december 5th.

and they keep showing me "renew your subscription for more ad free videos"

Yeah screen off for music while out would be nice, and no ads would be nice too but that's about all I use it for. cause it gives you access to ad free youtube music as well, which I don't use. and avalible to download "offline" viewing of videos, which I don't use.

also YOU NEED ONLINE ANYWAY TO VERIFY AND WATCH THEM~~! so its not truly "offline" at all. you still need access to verify that you can watch the thing you "supposedly" downloaded DIRECTLY TO YOUR DEVICE~~!!

a waste of $19 if you're paying through apple.

how come it took me so long to realize this? is it a waste of money if you pay anywhere for services you don't use? or is youtube premium worth it if not through apple? tho at that it's still like $15 i think?

sucks too for long form videos of aesthetic music or something to get a bunch of ads that pull you out of whatever you were doing. but I don't use them for sleep anyway so~~ eh.

also 5 smaller ads in a row~~~

when did ads on youtube get this bad? or were they bad to begin with? also quit showing me ads for booze/alcohol please~~~ I don't drink and never will~~

and unrelated but I should've bought myself a kettle a long time ago~~ like~~~ it's faster than boiling water on the stove and I drink a lot of tea~~~ found a good gooseneck electric kettle on walmart for a really good deal at the end of last month~~~~ it was normally $200 but was on clearance for $45 and w shipping I got a $200 kettle for $50~~~ sleep deprived impulse buy cause I was looking at other ones but settled on that one and so far regret absolutely nothing~~~

probably more energy efficient than boiling water in a pan on the stove~~!!! how did I not get a kettle until now?? why are they not more common here?? Everyone needs a kettle~~~ even if it's just to cook those in a cup noodles~~~

get kettles people~~~ they're useful and so fast~~~ I timed mine cause I was curious and at 800 ml having it go to boiling takes like 3 minutes and 30 seconds. darn near instant compared to the stove~~!!

only gripe about it is that the temperatures are only in Fahrenheit~~~

I still swear both things should have both measurements and America should just go metric already~~ do what the rest of the world is doing~~ I will talk about this forever until we do it~~~~

trying my best for years to switch myself to the metric system cause the rest of the world does it~~~ and America should too~~~~

[bunny-breeze]

HAIII I came crawling back to tumblr 🌅 bro this place looks AWFUL NOW. and as I typed that out the app started lagging LOL

anyway... more info under da cut

if you recognize me, this is boygirl-bunny! initially I left tumblr without any fanfare because I realized how I was using it was NOT helping my mental health. I was so deeply anxious about following "the wrong people" and making sure everyone perfectly understood my stances... when fucking nobody was scrutinizing me like that lol. I think I have some untreated moral OCD 😬

when I got the itch to come back, not only did I want to avoid the mess of fixing my old accounts to fit my current understanding of myself/my needs, but also I have. a really bad compulsion to start completely fresh EVERY time I feel like the previous attempt wasn't perfect. not something I should keep doing forever lol but I think it's for the best this time.

I'm gonna make a conceited effort to not heavily vet every single person I so much as like a post from and to not over explain myself for an audience of <50 people. I'm also gonna avoid chopping up my identity to make myself look more palatable or normal at a cursory glance. I don't need to sequester my weirder interests to side blogs lol. who cares if you get the adult Bob the Builder fan in your replies it's okay!!! who give a shit!!!! (I will keep the self shipping side blog tho, because I want to keep matching with my besties aheehee)

I'm also gonna try REALLY hard to get more in touch with my online friends again!! I've been nourishing my offline side a lot, spending more time with my loverly partner and my IRL besties and even my coworkers turned oomfies. but even if I'm trying to avoid the urge to seek online validation these days, I still wanna make online friends!!! and I definitely wanna make time for the online friends I already made!!!! I miss them!!!!!! CRYS!!!!!!

I'm gonna post a little somethin-somethin to my side blog, follow my friends, and hit the hay. thanks for reading!!

[spicy-byte]

Wireplay mini fic

Boombox belongs to @goboombutspicy

Heads up, im not a great writing and fully acknowledged things are awkwardly written jfjdsk, I still had fun tho

I guess warning for dubious consent and violence (i don't go into super detail)

"Oh sweetspark.. you simply must let me in."

There was that tone again, it churned Prang fuel tank and clawed at his processor. Whenever Boombox spoke in that tone it made Prang's body not feel like his own; trapped in his own helm as his body was toyed with.

Boombox's clawed servo skittered over the transformation seams on Prang's abdomen forcing a shutter from the limp mech.

"S..stop.." he weakly forced out. Prang tried again to kick at the bot but his peds wouldn't move. Boombox simply hummed in response, claws now forcing themselves into the seams.

"Why don't you just open up for me?"

Prang could only watch in horror as his body responded; the abdomen plating shifting just enough for Boombox to slip a servo in. Prang tried his best to suppress the gasp that escaped him as Boombox pulled and caressed the delicate wires, earning a grin from the other. His fingers twirled the wires around it before pull them taunt. Prang reactively arched his back off the ground, a soft moan escaping him.

"Good boy."

A warning flashed across Prang's hub, "internal temperatures rising, system shutdown imminent."

He pushed the warning notification away, desperately trying to get his cooling system to activate. He jolted as the mech yanked on some of the thicker cabling,

"Ah ah, you should be focusing on me sweetspark.. Who know what I'll do if you stop paying attention to me."

All he could do in response was whimper.

---

He felt like he was burning from the inside; despite his desperate attempts to activate his cooling system as they stubbornly stayed offline. Prang weakly grabbed onto Boombox's forearm, trembling.

"P..please..," he whimpered, forcing himself to lock optics with him. "I-it's too much, my cricuts are frying.." he keened and jolted forward, allowing Boombox to snake his arm further into his abdomen. Boombox used his other mantis-like arms to pin Prang back to the floor before straddling his hips. Prang squirmed as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of him. Boombox cooed "you're doing so well for me, you can handle a little more can't you?"

He tweaked a few of taunt wire,

"You're voice is so sweet.. if only you didn't try to keep quiet."

He tangled his fingers in the wires and forcefully yanked on them, ripping a scream from Prang. Boombox lips curled in to a sickly sweet smile.

"Beautiful.. and just for me, right sweetspark?"

He leaned in close, his face only a few centimeters away from Prang's. Prang squeezed his optics shut and turned his face away the best he could. It felt wrong, it felt too intimate. Boombox straddling his hips, pinning him down, whispering sweet praises to him, it was as if they were lovers.

"Tsk.. I told you,"

Boombox used his last free hand to grab Prang's face, wrenching it to look his way again.

"To pay attention to me."

Prang made a small noise of protest as Boombox crashed lips together.

---

Boombox kissed against Prang's derma, poking at the seams with his glossa. Prang grunted, feeling him trying to get in. There was a huff of frustration then a searing pain as Boombox dug his claws into Prang's inner workings. Prang yelped and it was enough for Boombox to shove his glossa into his month. He squirmed and flinched from the invasion, servos frantically trying to escape Boombox's grip. Prang struggled the best he could, pulls his arms, bucking up at Boombox to unseat him, weakly kicking.

'No, no, no, no! I don't want this! I don't want to do this!'

Prang panicked and without thinking bit down as hard as he could on Boombox's glossa; a warm flood of energon followed. Instead of pulling away, Boombox groaned and forced his glossa deeper in. The taste of energon and lack of air was intoxicating. Prang felt himself starting to melt into the kiss, his helm stuck in a daze. With his struggling stopped the surrounding air filled with the soft thrum of charge, occasionally broke by soft wet noises of dermas pushed and pulled.

Maybe he did want this. Maybe this touch, however forced and painful, was what Prang wanted. To just let go and allow someone else control of the situation. Maybe he could allow himself to just lay back and-

His line of thought was cut off as a new, sharper pain exploded from inside. Coolant pricked at the corners of his optics as a new warning flashed across his hud.

"Internal breakage detected, seek medical attention at earliest convenience."

At some point in his daze Boombox had taken to pulling wires out from his abdomen, ripping cables apart and breaking a few energon lines. Feeling the wet warmth on his plating Prang's self preservation protocols kicked in. Boombox's grip on Prang's wrists had loosened just enough for him to pull free. He still struggled again Boombox's weight, a few weak bucks from his hips wouldn't unseat the mech, so he switched tactics. With newly freed servos Prang grabbed at the plating on Boombox's thighs. He gripped Boombox's thighs as hard as he could, feeling the plating dent. Once he felt the transformation seams pop open he plunged his digits in, wrenching the plating apart.

It's enough to distract Boombox and he pulls away from the kiss; sitting up enough to take in what was happening. With new found space and the weight lifted off of him Prang pull himself up, throwing himself forward, smashing his helm into Boombox's face. There was a sickening crunch as Boombox's nasal ridge broke; fresh energon splattering both mechs. It was enough to knock Boombox off balance and allows prang to push up against him. Prang reeled his arm back before slamming his fist into Boombox's face, cracking his visor. With Boombox now dazed Prang grabbed at the arm that was still partially buried in his chassis. Not thinking, Prang ripped the arm out and away from him, causing a good portion more of his wiring to be pulled out of him.

Prang let's out a guttral scream before grappling and pinning the still slightly dazed Boombox down. Warning after warning flashed across Prang's hud as his internal systems tried desperately to update him on the damage. Liked a cornered prey animal, Prang lashed out at the now pinned mech. He punched and clawed at Boombox, aiming for his face and chassis. Boombox let out a wheeze, followed by a choked laugh.

"Come on!" He rasped, a faint hint of that controlling tone.

"Make it hurt! Make me hurt! You can hit harder than that!" Boombox grinned wildly, energon splattered across his face.

"Or is that really the best you can do? No wonder it was so easy for me to get you on the gr-" Boombox choked as Prang gripped his thoat, putting his body weight into it. He reeled his arm back and slammed his fist into Boombox's face again, feeling the visor crunch into the freshly broken ridge.

"Shut up, Shut up, SHUT UP!"

Prang punctuated each one with another punch to Boombox's face. Boombox grabbed onto the wrist of the servo choking him, but instead of trying to free himself he pulled down, forcing more pressure on him. He let out a garbled moan, bucking up at Prang in time with each punch.

"I-I.. I'm still.."

Boombox wheezed, Prang's servo twitching as the grip tighten.

"N-not.. hurting!"

Prang roared, fresh rage filling his system as he starts a second round of punching and clawing. Ripping and tearing at the mechs plating, leaving deep dents and scraps in his paint. He mustered as much strength as his weakening body allowed and smashed his servo into Boombox's derma, breaking one of his denta.

Boombox arched his back off the ground as his vocalizer glitched out, finally pushed to his overload. The sudden release of charge zipped across his plating, much to Prang's chargin. He could feel it against his own plating and then -

His broken and exposed wiring was the perfect conductor for taking the excess charge. Still seated from the pin Prang threw his head back as the charge shocked his system. He writhed as the current ran through him, optics wide. His own overload came crashing into him, spurred by the sudden energy. Once ir seemed to ebb away Prang slumped over and crashed to the floor beside Boombox, twitching and panting. Warning began flashing across his hub again. But he pushed the notifications away. He blearily cycled his optics, trying to get them to focus.

Next to him laid Boombox, now peacefully in recharge. There was the faintest smile on the mech, were he not coated in dried energon, Prang might have found his sleeping face cute. He groaned and weakily rolled himself onto his back, staring up blankly at the ceiling.

There was a lot here he would need to unpack, but that can wait until after his recharge.

--

WWW it's almost 3 a.m., but I finished this disjointed wireplay ficlet. Boombox and Prang are so bad for each other it's great :)

The last part ended up being a bit much for main blog posting so I'm release it here along with the first 2 parts

[houndofgod]

I am not your rolling wheels

I am the highway

I am not your carpet ride

I am the sky...

I am not your blowing wind

I am the lightning

I am not your autumn moon

I am the night

Meet Audrey Schwartz, a monster hunter, psychopomp, hedonist and werewolf. What can she say, when you've been around for 400 years you've got to stay busy somehow yeah? So are you gonna sit in the corner and stare at your shoes all night kid? Life's too short for regrets!

To the tune of:

So you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, it's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark, turn and face the strange changes, I traveled the world and the seven seas, might as well jump, someday you'll know where you are, hit me with your best shot, don't give a damn bout my bad reputation, addicted to love

Rules, info, links and sundry under the cut

Hi, I'm Tora, thanks for stopping by! I'm rebooting this blog after being away for a while and I can't edit the original pages I made but things have changed a bit so feel free to ignore those. Most of what you need to know will hopefully be here to keep things easy.

About me:

I like vintage scifi, animation and weird media. I'm currently playing housewife and recovering from burnout after being my grandmother's caregiver for five years. I'm still figuring out how to have a life of my own so if I seem distant or disinterested, I promise I'm not, I'm getting used to talking to people again. Please be patient with me, I've got a lot to sort out for myself rn.

I'm well over 25 and have been rping for something like 10 years. I like both long and short rp forms, I'm not too heavy on formatting (I'm stuck on mobile) and I mainly enjoy action and adventure themed threads with lots of character and relationship development. I've written smut in the past but I'm not interested in it at the moment. Shipping is according to chemistry and written threads. Basically I'm open to the idea of shipping with Audrey but it's not my focus. I know that seems contrary to Audrey's vibe but I'm not interested in writing casual relationships like that rn. I don't mind NSFW stuff on my dash at all, I just don't feel like participating in it at this time. Mainly I enjoy things that make me laugh, tho I'm not above some juicy angst and drama lol. Audrey has her own main verse and an extensive timeline to work in but I'm very open to creating new ones. My biggest inspirations currently are Discworld, Hellsing, Hellboy, and the supernatural and strange.

Rules:

Idk, the basics. If I follow you I think you've got something cool going on and want to play! It may take me a moment since I'm busy but bear with me. I'll do the same for you, I know we've all got lives and obligations offline. Take your time. Please no weird drama shit, I'm here for fun. If something bothers you, message me, communication is king and I don't want to upset someone unintentionally. Audrey can be an asshole but I don't want that to bleed into a relationship ooc.

Special note: this is not an ABO blog, I'm not interested in it unless it's to do something genuinely interesting with the trope.

About Audrey:

Born around 400 years ago to a werewolf and a human in Swedish Livonia, Audrey's had a busy life. There's been ups (fighting demons during the French Revolution) and downs (working for a vampire crime lord in the 60's) and run arounds (eating zombie Hitler?), but that's how it goes innit?

Audrey is inspired mainly by the story of Thiess of Kaltenbrun and was written to be at home in the Hellsing manga canon but is flexible for most other settings. It means she's rather OP but I try not to take advantage of that, it'd spoil the fun!

Faceclaim: Stephanie Beatriz in Brooklyn 99

Height: 5'5"

Sexuality: Swinging both ways, sometimes with a bat

Likes: food, rock music, dancing, sex, video games, old movies, scifi, sticking her nose where it doesn't belong

Dislikes: the ocean, small spaces, ghosts, gods, faeries, being looked down on

Morality: Chaotic Neutral leaning towards good. Sometimes.

Strengths: Persistent, resourceful, generous, caring, independent

Flaws: Impulsive, overconfident, capricious, blunt, overbearing

Abilities: super strength, speed, senses and regeneration. Wolf transformation (partial and full), shadow manipulation, shadow wolf transformation, dimension walking, sin eating. Impeccable sense of direction. Skilled in firearms and bashing skulls with her steel staff.

Weaknesses: silver and wolfsbane. An injury caused by either one will heal at a much slower rate. Loses control of her shifting powers without her wolf-belt. In that case she is forced to transform during the full moon as well as the preceding and following night. She maintains her humanity during her transformation at these times but can lose that coherence under stress.

Personality: Outgoing, passionate, pragmatic loud, Audrey is determined to live a life without regret by doing what she believes is right. Loyal to her friends, deadly to her enemies, although the two are rarely distinguished by their morals. She travels far and frequently for her job but enjoys making friends whereever she goes and adding to her constantly growing adopted family. She’s honest, often to the point of rudeness but she expects honesty in return and dislikes lying and deceit. Ironically she’s become very good at twisting her words and hiding the truth without actually lying herself. Although she often acts without thinking, she means well and tries her best to help those around her. She's at home with flings and one night stands and flirts easily, tho she tries to respect boundaries if they're laid down. Outside of sexual relationships, she tries to be a mentor and a problem solver although she sometimes causes more problems than she solves. It doesn’t help that she’s extremely confident in the rightness of her actions, particularly when they may be morally questionable.

Links:

Headcanons

Drabbles and Audrey stories

Worldbuilding

Human looks

Wolf looks

Everything in between

Aesthetic

My art

Relevant music

Plot wishlist