#im just gonna tag everything im into rn

[iloveboobeez]

help idk how tumblr works. how do u make friends. what r u supposed to say

[bacchuschucklefuck]

pygmalion and galatea for aroace people

you should tell your friends what I look like, riz gukgak.

[viktormaru]

maybe its the mental illness attatchment but seeing ppl say stuff like "viktor needs a vgu, who gives a shit abt the 4 viktor mains out there" and "well arcane is more modern/popular/[insert whatever] so it only makes sense" or any variation "its the canon now" and knowing viktor is just gonna fucking dissappear is making me so very a lot much upset

[extravagav]

Yk I never did truly recover from the sick fic chapter

[unriding]

hi evie !! how have you been ? :33 i hope you dont mind me borrowing you and moze for something ehehe <3

[sneppu]

Thoughts on the Sneep fandom itself (not Sneep thoughts, but rather thoughts about thoughts about the Sneep thoughts)

ah but the truth is that The snapetwt is offputting to me, its so different from The Sneep environment here on tumblr or on bluesky. I think its because people on there are The Youths™ and they come across as just?? oddly overaggressive about literally everything to me? even if they probably arent at all! but my not-great-at-reading-tone ass sees all the yelling and hyperbole and it flags The Conflict alarm in my brain and im just like... everyone is scary. But to be fair its not unique to The Sneep side of it, it seems true for most of the hp fandom on twt it seems? or maybe just twitter in general (though i dont feel the ff7 fandom was like this??) idk. also I dont like how often I see reposted art and the like; sometimes its credited, but in a way where it doesnt actually help find the artist? like bro, say the site they're on at LEAST. I also highly doubt they've gotten permission to repost to begin with but thats a whole other can of worms But here on tumblr (and also bluesky) everything is calm, for the most part. I feel like a simple farmer, tending to a harvest of Sneeps, whom I've planted for the village, and every once in a while, someone comes by and takes a Sneep. twitter is like a crowded market full of yelling, agitated people, and theres Sneeps, but you are likely to die 5000 times on the way to the Sneep. its what it feels like at least. But an exception is the eastern Sneep fandom, where people are calm and post their Sneeps and muse about silly little Sneep things. somehow, despite the language barrier, I've felt more drawn to interact with the Korean Sneep Fandom than I have with the the general western Sneep fandom.

uhhh basically:

twitter is shitty, I know this

BUT ff7 twitter has been mostly very peaceful for me always

BUT BUT ff7 twitter - at least in the circles im in - has an older fanbase on average

ALSO korean sneep twitter is also very calm and enjoyable

CONCLUSION: its a western youth thing (does check out with other things ive noticed in general)

ALSO CONCLUSION: hp twt specifically, seems more prone to this, a lot of it seems to come from mstans i think?

VERDICT: the environment doesnt really vibe with me at all, and it all seems so exhausting. I'm glad I found my little niche in korean Sneep twt bc my god, I'd be so cooked otherwise.

[artnerd1123]

"I am no messenger. But I will give you a message. A message of death."

sooo i got a custom done by @popfizzles and they're SO cool and funky :D everyone say hello to Razing Rot, the god of creations/projects filled with love, care, and dedication that were left to rot as if none of it ever mattered. corporate greed, the world moving forward, someone looking to cut corners rather than keep that which people lovingly brought to life- all of it falls under their domain.

they're a nice deer-wolf-monster thing, really! they just don't like being ignored :)

also they go by the name shane on occasion for the joakes

[dailykugisaki]

Day 223 | id in alt

Maki thinking some very unsorcererly things over a piece of damn cheesecake.

(Read from right to left💥)

[xx-psych0-rabbit-xx]

DO NOT FUCKING CALL ME CODEPENDENT ON THAT WOMAN NEVER IN A THOUSAND YEARS.

[kaeyacollection]

Hey so uh

Are we being normal about this?

"In those days, a crimson moon shone down upon the subterranean realm, and not the dark sun of latter days." (Perinheri book)

And like the wiki says Kaeya's passive was changed from "Heart of the Abyss" because it unintentionally conflated with the Abyss in game and not the metaphor of "walking on thin ice over an abyss."

But I mean

For an unintentional connection it sure does come up a lot

But even if we do disregard that and go based on the intended meaning (via the wiki)

"The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Xiaomin": "It's like standing on the edge of a deep abyss, like walking on thin ice."

I mean on one hand, yes we already knew about Khaenri'ahs connection to the abyss long before the Abyss Order was founded and before Khaenri'ah got nerfed for crimes against Celestia (fuckin Gold had rift hounds like this isn't new)

BUT this is the first solid confirmation that the Abyss wasn't a side note some (lookin at you 5 sinners) dipped their toes into but a defining part of the dynasty if it was named after the damn thing, right?

From the book of The Little Witch and the Undying Fire:

You see, we also call a will that comes down from the heavens an "archon." They are normally planets that have sentient life on them, and they number seven, and therefore they are called the "seven archons." As for the virtuals, their number varies between one, two, and four. The planet the little witch was on may well have been one. And in the case of such a world, the "virtual" would be the "dark sun."

"The planet the little witch was on may well have been one." Has become such an important line in connecting the abyss as a guiding force, that was not just used by khaenri'ah, but influencing them even if the people didn't realize it

Walking on thin ice over the abyss, believing they could balance that danger, but the ice cracked and Celestia responded

King Irmin was indisposed, we saw the kind of madness that overcame Chlothar, who only got the second hand abyssal experience from Mr. Crystal himself (Vedrfolnir), Gold went Mold for a second if her chapter in The Little Witch has any accuracies to herself (also one of her companions becoming a pirate - I see you Kaeya's Grandpa)

For the Sinners to be seeking perfection when the Abyss Order talks about their guiding force being something of chaos

Idk it's just neat that one line can solidify and make sense of previous tales within the game that we didn't technically have the context for previously and I'm excited to see what the rare disease mentioned at the end is going to be

Also just as a bonus note

Celebration: Fruit of Wisdom

What knowledge might the fruit of wisdom bring, were it to descend upon the land? Either way, it'll taste good as a drink if left in Diona's hands.

I wasn't part of the event, but if they straight up saw fruits of wisdom and the first thought was to consume it then I just wonder if fruits of the abyss looked just as appetizing

[naggingatlas]

please stop making sense

[intertexts]

ros i hope u know that every time u post nhw virion i want 2 EXPKODE he’s literally my most specialest little guy of all time i love him. having insnae blorbo thoughts over him except i don’t know how 2 articulate any of my thoughts so i am just perpetually rotating him in my mind at mach speeds. wgajghggh i wamt 2 hold him gentle in my hands. like a baby bird. ur imprint art makes me want 2 eat rocks. mentally i am putting ur imprint art in a heart shaped locket and looking at it and sighing wistfully like a widow whose husband died at war or some shit i love hjm SO MUCH ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ me when nhw virion

HFDHKFKFGKGGH HIIII WHISKEY YAYAYAYAYYY WAHOO <3333 imnot gonna lie this is also what im doing with him 24/7. i donjt know what it is but something abt him specifically is so. Augh!!! wiwi is just ambiently guy of all time dakota makes me feel insane shrimp emotions in pd nhw virion is like. literally so. hes so!!!!!! hes everything 2 me. were in the fucking imprint trenches together man im so fuckign glad u get it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

^him for u specifically <333333333

[acheronist]

giving myself a solid B+ grade overall for this month's apprentice tattooing event...... i did more last-minute appointments this time so instead of my scheduled 15, i ended up doing about 18 tattoos in total over three afternoons, and i only started getting clumsy and really mean to myself during the last three appointments on the last day. so that's pretty good i think????

[cumulo-stratus]

Max r u okay😰

yeth

everything just sucks rn

my sister is gone (at college she's not dead) so i'm dealing with that and the house feeling empty, and school is starting soon, and my mom is at a new job, and there's gonna be a ton of new students at school who i don't know, and idk my brain isn't built for this

i got overwhelmed tn but luckily i ended up being okay with minimal crying 🥇���

and i called my sister so i got to talk to her!!

[wystiix]

Early morning, when dawn is just starting to creep over the horizon, when you and the world are still deep in slumber, is Robin’s favourite time of day. She’s always been one to rise with the sun, stirring as the first rays of light slide into the room. There’s a soft, delicate sort of peace that can only be found in the early hours of the morning, where it feels like time ticks slower, as if the moment is hers and hers alone.

It’s bliss, letting the birdsong and cool air wake her. Still drowsy, she stretches her hands above her head, eyes half-lidded and blinking away the blur from her vision. She presses her hand to her lips to stifle a yawn, before glancing over at the other side of the bed. 

If Robin had to pick a favourite part of waking up early, she wouldn’t hesitate to choose the first moment of the day where she looks over and sees you. You, with your sleepwear all creased from shifting around during the night, your relaxed face devoid of any stress lines, your evened-out breathing making your chest rhythmically rise and fall. She adores every side of you, but the sweet, sleepy state you’re in when she first wakes up is the most beautiful of all.

But today, she only finds a dent in your pillow and a rumpled blanket tossed aside, with you notably missing. All of the traces of lethargy in her body disappear, and she jolts up in alarm. You never wake up before her, nevermind leave before her. It was beyond out of the ordinary for her to wake up alone, with no slumbering body by her side.

Robin rose from the bed, sliding her feet into her slippers. Her footsteps were light, barely making a sound as she walked through the hallway, following the distant sound of music. 

She pushed open the kitchen door to find a curious sight: you were by the stovetop, leaning over a frying pan with a spatula in your hand. There was a tray adorned with a plate stacked high with pancakes, a glass of water beside, and her favourite golden syrup. On the corner of the bench, your record player was crooning out an upbeat love song, the tune echoing sweetly across the room.

“Oh,” You turn as she enters, smiling at at her. “Good morning.”

“My darling,” Robin sighs as she walks over, resting her cheek against your shoulder and sliding her arms around your waist. “I didn’t see you when I woke up. I was worried.”

You hum, turning the stove off and draping your arms around her neck. “I’m sorry, I woke up early and thought I’d cook breakfast.”

Robin inhaled, sighing again at the heavenly smell. She pressed a quick kiss to your cheek, murmuring into your skin. “Don’t apologize, lovely. They smell delicious.”

The pancakes are sweet, the texture soft and melting in her mouth. As you eat, the record continues to play, switching to a soft ballad, one that was playing the first night you met. Between bites, Robin steals glance after glance across the table, watching you take sips from your drink and bites from your food. 

Somehow, all the mundane moments were the times that made her heart flutter the most. You falling asleep on her shoulder in the middle of a movie, the pair of you cooking dinner together every night, even just doing laundry while you idly told her about your day, every second she got to spend at your side was the highlight of her day. 

It was almost possible to imagine her life before you came into it, before you became such an important part of her daily routine. It was clear to anyone that bothered to look that she loved you, adored you so much more than words could describe. There was no one, no one at all that she’d rather spend her time with.

“What’s with that look?” You ask, rousing her from her daydream. “Do I have something on my face?”

Robin shakes her head quickly, laughing under her breath. “Oh no, nothing like that. I’m just glad to have breakfast with you.”

Any time of the day spent with you was perfect, but mornings like these were priceless.

- 🕸️

oh my god.

web anon im gonna kiss u what the hell i just woke up to this /pos.

allow me to read and put my commentary on the tags

[fun-k-boards]

I hate how I'm like this.

Then my mutual interacts with me

But then I'm back to this