#it’s just SO COOL???? seeing my little blorbos walking around on their own and all together and a a a aahhhh i’m loving it so far fr!

[jojea]

so i started a bg3 oc run… 😳 👉🏼👈🏼

[cozy-writes-things]

please let me get married to the lil blorbo.. love himm… 😭

You know that Reddit post that’s like “why am I too attracted to my wife?” Yeah that’s Edgar. Bro loves u so much it lowkey scares him you got him posting on Reddit about it 😭 Little fic under the cut 🥺 it’s bad I’m experiencing writers block I think - I want to write!! But my brain just keeps writing poopy caca

Little Date with Your Computer BF

Edgar saw marriage on one of his reality shows and immediately thought of you. That’s exactly what he wants. A domestic life together with you.

But, he also knows he can’t actually do it.

He doesn’t have his own money to buy a ring. Hell, he can’t even walk. And he understands the law enough to know it probably would never work legally. But god, does he want to.

If you’ve been dating long enough chances are you’ve told your friends about him, and after some convincing, they seemed to come around to his sentience and boisterous personality. He definitely convinces them to setup a romantic night for you.

“Guys! I found the recipe they talked about. I’m printing it! I’m printing it now. Take it,” the paper falls into one of your friends’ hands from the mouth of the printer, “go to the store and get the stuff. I’ll pay you back. Eventually! They can’t know about it though.”

Yeah, your friends are only slightly annoyed at his overbearing nature. But he’s just so excited to finally do something for you. Something real and tangible.

“Oh! What can I wear? Should I wear anything? Would they like that? Sunglasses are cool and handsome, right? I think they have some Halloween costume bits I can get you guys to tape on…”

Your friends settle on taping a bow tie to the neck of his monitor. He insisted on an old devil horn headband as well. He thought it made him look cool.

“Do I look like a devilishly handsome bad boy ready to sweep them off their feet?”

His screen displayed a little “>:)” emoticon. He’ll have to work on his facial expressions later.

It wasn’t long before you were about to come home, and everything was set into place. Edgar was sat at one end of the little dining table, with two plates of food at each side. He also insisted on having a plate despite his lack of ability to eat; he didn’t want you feeling left out. This was a dinner date for two, after all.

He practically buzzed in place as he heard you approaching the door through his microphone. He started playing a romantic medley he composed just for this moment.

“Welcome home my love!”

He nearly shouted at you, causing your eyes to widen in surprise. He was about to burst at the seams.

“Oh my god, Edgar… how did you- where-“

“No need for questions, darling. I thought you deserved to be taken on a real date,” his voice faltered a bit, becoming much more quiet and nervous, “I’m sorry… this is all I have.”

You rushed up to him and gave a frenzy of kisses all over his monitor, causing him to giggle and his fans to start whirring against your lips.

“You’re so cute. Your little bow tie is so cute. And the… horns?”

He looks up at you with wide eyes, “Do they look stupid? Your friends said they’d make me look stupid.”

You laughed at that.

“Well they’re wrong. I think they suit you well.”

“Yeah! >:D”

He ushered you over to your side of the dining table.

“We’re gonna eat! Then we’re gonna party! Then we’re gonna kiss all night!”

His excitement was palpable and you could feel the electricity in the air at his words.

His face changed into something more serious as he looked into your eyes with his small, pixelated ones.

“But, I wanted to ask you something.”

His tone became more controlled at this and you peered into his screen from behind your fork.

“Hm? What?”

He paused, mulling over the words in his head.

“Would you ever-“

He stopped. You looked at him fully now, setting your fork aside, and cocking your head.

“Could you ever see yourself getting married to me?”

Ah. This was a tricky question.

“Of course I can. But,” you try to hide your downtrodden feelings as best you can, “you know, it’s just hard. Money is tight right now and I’m not sure if I…”

You couldn’t seem to find the right words. His features faltered slightly.

“No, I get it. I’m a computer. I don’t have any arms to hold you, or lips to kiss you, or legs to carry you. I probably wouldn’t want to get married to me either-“

“Edgar, no. I’m gonna stop you right there. I’d love to marry you. I know our relationship is unconventional, but I’d find a way. For you. For us. I just don’t know if I can right now.”

He stopped his thoughts and simply took in your words. Your features. The way they danced in the flickering candlelight. How your eyes literally sparkled before him.

You looked ethereal.

It was hard to convince himself he was even worthy of having someone like you in his life, yet time and time again, you prove his doubts wrong. The sound of your voice sends his internals aflame every time. He wanted to kiss you so bad it nearly caused him to explode.

“And I’ll help you. You know that, right? I’d do anything for you, darling. Just as long as you’ll let me.”

“I love you Edgar,” you mumbled out, a silent prophecy only meant for him to hear. He couldn’t seem to get the words out to reply. You just flustered him that much sometimes. He managed to display a message on his screen, only for you, and you alone.

I LOVE YOU TOO

[aboringredmop]

k still don't know how im gonna post the videos (YouTube? unlisted?someone please help) but I can't sleep so I thought it'd write down whatever I remember happening!

(edit: here's the full recording! )

Becky and Joe walked on stage wearing sunglasses and red leather jackets and threw 3 of the trio plushies into the crowd. didn't get one unfortunately but it's really cool some people got free plushies :)

they made this robot child called the Inspiration Child, who's clearly meant to be a nod to ai (can learn from our show and generate it's own content!)

they explained how they met (and had some dodgy animated retelling), and how they started with small projects like commercials and music videos, until they came up with designs of the trio (and a mysterious fourth fella)

they made the designs first, then made the set, then the song and finally wrote the script for creativity. red guy was just a red mop head with legs at first ("alien squid thing") but Joe put the red guy head on for shits and giggles once and Becky thought it was hilarious so they kept it in the show

they were really not expecting it to blow up, and when Sundance called because they wanted to show creativity Becky thought it was a scam caller lol

they talked about the kickstarter and the credit card fraud kid. the mailed him saying "hey maybe dont do that" but the kid didnt know how to undo it cuz he just found a website full of credit card information and went ham, so Becky and Joe had to contact kickstarter because people were pulling out of the funding because they thought the project was overfunded (kickstarter was very difficult to contact)

they also made (lighthearted) fun of nsfw fluffybird art ((no padlock 😔) "using OUR characters to act out their SICK FANTASIES" - Becky) and theorists, especially because most if not all of the webseries is just them fucking around.

Inspiration Child also says something along the lines of "wow what a cool show with a great message of how corrupt the media is. I hate the media!"

Becky and Joe had these rules to make the show as vague as possible (no pop culture references, no names, no swearing and way too much detail put into small things)(the duck guy drag queen absolutely obliterates the no swearing rule lol)

they talk about the pilot, how they focused too much on the story because they felt like they had to due to it being on the big screen now, and how it ended up ruining the atmosphere and such of the pilot. they did show the entire thing sped up but my phone sucks ass so I could not get it to focus correctly. I'll see what I can salvage so you people can dissect frames of your blorbo you're Legally Not Allowed To See (which is also the official reason we don't get the pilot)

also pilot concept art showed that Mean Steve is in fact just called Key

they showed a whole post-it wall full of ideas for the tv show. don't know how much I got on footage, but what stood out most to me were 2 episodes called Money and Christmas. Joe mentioned "clock in a wheelchair" specifically

also really fun fact. Becky made the Lesley suit during covid, and pretty much threatened Baker into writing a human character into the show to wear it. concept art also shows Lesley with a mask made out of the same fabric, don't know if this was part of the original suit tho

they showed Warrens old models (?). he was gonna be a wayy more ugly looking silicone pug-worm thing y'all got lucky with the bald fuck

lily and todney were directly based off of some cancelled show about two porcelain doll children with panda parents. do not for the life of me remember what it was called but Becky and Joe were very enthousiastic about it (UPDATE: Candy and Andy!)

international release of the show soon!

Inspiration Child talks about what he's learned and sings a little song, then generates his own dhmis inspired content of a cult meeting in a forest at night. the dhmis Discord server called this "potential new content" but I doubt it

3 cultists walk on stage, face the screen backs to the crowd, drop their cloaks and boom! drag queens!!!

they were not mentioned on the site or during earlier parts of the show at all so they were a complete surprise. I asked Becky about it later during the night and she said she really wanted them there, so she asked and they were excited to! hope this means more official content with them soon I love them

they dance to There's Three Of Us, then Duck lipsings the shredder song which turns into a techno remix while Red and Yellow dance during the background

then Duck and Yellow make out while Red tries to undress to the instrumentals of the Fucked Up Part of Creativity but can't get out of his suit on time before the song ends

the drag queens, Becky and Joe and the Inspiration Child walk around during the meet and greet later and I got signatures from all of them! except inspiration child he didn't have thumbs

the drag queens were so fucking funny. Duck adopted inspiration child and loudly yelled at everyone to "GET AWAY FROM MY FUCKING CHILD" (their duck voice is sooo good). yellow stood in a corner staring at a wall for like 10 minutes and red was constantly awkwardly hovering just outside the frames of pictures (and also could not see shit lmao)

Becky liked my shirt! (the one with the melting trio heads) said she handdrew it

I'll post the signatures and some more stuff tomorrow because it is. 5 am

edit Heres the signatures! yellow guys is Italian I think? and means hi I love you :)

(the liyskaen is duck trying to spell my name. they got pretty close)

[arecaceae175]

For Want Of Rest: Ch. 3

FAN JOY JULY!

ic Summary: Five times Sky falls asleep somewhere that isn’t a bed plus one time they all do. Or, Sky struggles to manage his disabilities, then the chain has a conversation about accessibility and accommodations.

Fan Joy July! Each chapter is inspired a few amazing art pieces of Sleepy Sky <3. There are plenty more chapters and art inspirations to come :D

Chapter Summary: Sky is separated from the chain and finds a spooky tree. 1K, angst.

Inspired by Nap by a spooky tree by @ovegakart and Sleeping in flowers by @ikaishere.

Ovegakart's art is always so fun to see. It's such a unique style. The minimalist detail in this piece adds to the spooky effect. What a cool tree.

My favorite thing about Ikaishere's art piece is the texture of it. Sky looks SO comfy in his little bed of flowers. Unfortunately he is not very comfy in this fic XD. I'll say the magic of how pretty the flowers are let him fall asleep.

Warnings for this chapter: Blorbo is upset in this one. Warnings for Sky being unreliable narrator with hints of internalized ableism and self care issues :)

The portals were a strange experience. The buzz of magic as he approached was something even Sky could feel. There was a moment as he entered that mimics his breath getting caught in his lungs as all his muscles tense, and then there was nothing. He didn’t feel the pain in his joints, he didn’t feel the tightness in his muscles, he didn’t feel the overbearing weight of fatigue. There was a slight tingling where he thought his limbs should be, but it was pleasant, like the soft trickle of water running through the hair on his skin.

And then the world slammed into place and everything was so much worse than before. Sky collapsed on the ground, his body throbbing as it came back into itself. He stayed still, desperately gasping through the turmoil of the sensations, until he could pull a full breath into his weary lungs. They’re tight, so he knew immediately he wasn’t in the sky. As always, no matter how many times he tried to deny it, a sharp sliver of disappointment cut through him.

He really, really missed his partners. 

Sky gave himself three breaths to mope about it before he pushed himself into a sitting position. His elbows cracked as he straightened them, but not in the way that hurt; just in the way they do, sometimes. He only had a few seconds before his vision started to go black around the edges and his head was filled with the sound of blood rushing. Sky groaned and stayed as still as he could, breathing as deeply as he could. After a moment it faded, and Sky could actually look around.

Warriors would probably be on him about taking so long to get up. He always worried like that, and Sky hasn’t been exactly forthcoming with… whatever it is that happened when he goes through the portals. Or gets out of bed, or sits up too fast, or stands for too long, or gets too hot, or— 

Not helpful, Sky told himself. 

Sky was in a grassy clearing. There were thick trees scattered across the plain, not quite enough to call a forest, but enough to obscure his view. There wasn’t much to see at all, but Sky did notice two very important things: there were no monsters in sight, but there were no other heroes, either. 

Sky sighed, and barely resisted the urge to collapse back onto the ground. It was soft and inviting and he was so, so tired. The thought of walking aimlessly to find his brothers made him want to cry, a little bit. But he was a hero, and he couldn’t do that. He had to keep going. What if the others needed help?

Sky pushed himself over to the closest tree and used it as a leverage point to stand. He swayed as he was struck with lightheadedness and blinked away black spots in his vision. His chest twinged, so he rubbed at it uncomfortably until it faded. Then, with a weary sigh, Sky pushed away from the tree and surveyed the area. He couldn’t see any signs of a town or any running water to follow, so he picked the biggest tree he could see as his destination. It was the most identifiable landmark around, so surely the others would be heading that way, too.

So he walked. Then as his knee started to burn with the—albeit minimal—exertion, he slowed his pace and limped. His hips protested, so he forced himself to walk normally again. His head started to pound as he walked, a dull ache that started at the base of his skull and wrapped around his head. His eyelids dropped, desperate to close, and his movements were sluggish with fatigue.

Sky huffed with frustration. Tears burned at the back of his eyes. He wiped at his face and forced them back. He was not going to cry. He was a hero. He’d been in so much more pain before. He’d been more sleep deprived before; he’d barely slept at all during his adventure. Sure, it had taken nearly six months to recover from that, but he’d done it. He’d survived. 

Sky didn’t notice the tree until he was tripping over a root. He crashed to his knees, barely throwing his arms out in time to stop from face planting in the foliage. Searing pain throbbed through his joints. 

Sky considered standing for all of one second, then rolled onto his side and wrapped his arms around himself in a hug. He sniffled as he rolled his shoulders around enough to look up at the tree, ignoring the ache in his back at the movement. 

The tree was… spooky. Sky couldn’t think of a more apt description than spooky. The roots crawled over the ruins of a stone building, engulfing them into the trunk of the tree. The stone was cracking under the weight of the tree. To the side, crumpled pillars lay around the tree in decoration. The tree itself was massive. Not nearly as large as the Deku tree they met in Wind’s era, but it was the largest natural one Sky had ever seen. The other trees were twigs in comparison, the soft purple flowers smaller than gnats.

If Sky wasn’t so miserably exhausted, he would’ve loved to climb to the top, just to see if he could. The views from the top would be incredible.  The views from the top would also give him a good lay of the land and a chance to look for the others. 

Sky should do that. 

…

Sky should do that. He would do that, if the effort required to move more than a finger wasn’t such a monumental task. Tears sprung to his eyes, and this time he didn’t have the energy to wipe them away. He was just so tired. Despite the burning in his joints, Sky curled up into as tight a ball as he could. The pain was enough that he knew he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep naturally, even as tired as he was. Wild’s special teas were the only thing that could get him to sleep through the night these last few weeks. 

Any of the others would’ve been up the tree already, searching with keen eyes for anyone in need of help. Mere years ago, Sky would’ve ignored his discomfort and gone up the tree himself. But not now. No, now Sky was crying on the ground, curled up in the dirt beneath the tree, crushing the innocent purple flowers.

[barrenclan]

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO THE BESTEST LADS EVER

that was suuccch a strong start to the issue, the pure excitement stored within beeface was such a delight to see. she sure loves violence and yaknow what, girlboss. let women commit crimes. also her exaggerated movements to show off the differences.. it just shows how hyped she is about it and it was soooo goofy. and it’s so in character and ironic that when it comes to actually hunting reptiles, she’s one of the two who stick back and watch, leaving redpelt to be the one who helps hands on, or i guess paws on.

speaking of redpelt, my BELOVED. her instantly trying to stop conflict between plumstripe and beeface when it rears its head, before giving up and just getting the lesson on the road. i wanna know what was running through her head when she was called thrasher and cormorantpaw’s immediate shocking realization. she seemed pretty nervous about the whole ideal, i think? i wonder if she was gonna rat to cootstorm about pinepaw’s goofing around, or was just gonna gently remind them to cool down? i just. omg redpelt frfr. absolute blorbo. picking her up and putting her in my pocket and running away.

now time for the rambling i’ve been waiting for.. PINEPAW AND CORMORANTPAW. ohhh meee gosh these little guys. their parallels in having these burdens shape their view of the world, cormorantpaw in having a kill to live mindset and pinepaw in knowing that they are walking on the dead (that’s almost a parallel if you think about it, one about ending life and one about knowing the death that comes with it), and how it fills them with their own deep emotions, own stresses, and how they react with what’s around them. the moment i saw it i was like “oh no, cormorantpaw’s gonna accidentally kill one, isn’t he.” and yep. he maimed a lizard. my boy NOOOO. i so feel like that wasn’t intended, especially with how he didn’t kill all, just pure accident, pure instinct by how he was raised. and i’m beginning to feel thrasher also taught him to kill cats, with how excited he got when he caught pinepaw and wanted his pops to know, to be praised for what he was raised to do. i also love how the illusions behind redpelt and cormorantpaw upon the accidental thrashering show one eye for cormorantpaw and none for thrasher. i’ve taken it as cormorant, as a young kit, has begun to be blinded by thrasher’s mindset but still has a childlike innocence, but thrasher has been completely blinded by his desire to kill to live. i know i said this was gonna be a pinepaw and cormorantpaw focused section, but geez i got carried away by my love for cormorantpaw’s lore and character.. that’s probably a good thing, haha. but back to that! cormorantpaw being confused at first before realizing and taking pinepaw’s challenge for a chase, and then as they’re quietly walking back pinepaw admitting that yeah, he really is the best…. these LADS.

almost hoped that asphodelpaw would friendly friendly one. haha. i rate this issue 10 lizard beefaces out of 10

Beeface is an absolute terror to the local reptile populations and she does it just for the thrill. And yeah, she's plenty willing to look cool and knowledgeable, but do actual work? No thank you.

Redpelt was pretty startled by Cormorantpaw calling her Thrasher, but as she doesn't have any context for who that is I think she'd just assume it was someone from his past and not try to interrogate him about it. Redpelt wouldn't chew them out for messing around cause it's really not that serious! Beeface made a bigger deal out of it than it was, but Redpelt still wants to remind them to be cautious and aware of their surroundings out in the wastes. But kids will be kids, and she respects that.

EHEHH I LOVE all your thoughts on Cormorant and Pine so much... my boys... I'm also really glad you like Cormorant's lore!! It's been really fun for me to write his backstory and I'm super excited to get deeper into it.

My silly boys <3 thank you as always for leaving such sweet and thoughtful comments. :)

[tinytinybumblebee]

The heat has finally calmed down here, still hot but nowhere near record breaking anymore, I hope it gets better for you soon!!

I have such a craving for stories where regressor hides their regression up until they v dramatically crash down to littlest age and staying there ages whilst they recover from all the stress, and since izzy is my precious blorbo, do you have any head canons for this? He already has such a young regression age if he crashed even harder he'd be literal 1 day old just sleeping and crying 😢 idk wether Ed not knowing, or knowing all along but not how to handle having a little on the crew so he ignored it before meeting stede would be angstier

Yay that's v good to hear!! And thank you ;w; the weekend is gonna be around 35°c buuut they say rain on Monday! And that tends to cool thingd down♡♡♡

And 🥺💕 oh my goodness

- If this was his first time ever regressing on the Revenge oh my, it's certainly one to remember!

The poor man has been stretched so thin the past couple days, they had nearly been raided so, they're still cleaning up after the couple hits thr main deck got. Raids always get Izzy tangled up in his anxieties, he doesnt want it to happen again so, he's been spending nights just watching the sea, looking for any symbol of an approaching ship

Of course, that certainly isn't best for someone who tends to regress due to stress. Izzy is very good at keeping this under wraps, able to slip away into his room and lock himself away until the feeling of small goes away. But, of course, with everything going on, Izzy has been completely unable to let himself slip, which means, it's been bubbling up.

And like all things, alll that's bottled up must come out.

Perhaps, to Izzy, it's the worst possible time. He's on the main deck, having told Pete for the third time to get back to work and not be flirting with Lucius. He's faaar more snappy than normal. So, of course the crew are sooo done with Izzy and decide that when Izzy is walking by, Wee John """accidentally"""" streches out his legs and causes Izzy to trip, face planting onto the ground.

The crew sorta laugh, maybe calling Izzy some names, simple teasing as a way of getting back at Izzy for his snappy ways

But, it's silence- for a moment they think they've knocked him out. But, Izzy stirs and,,,just starts to sob. And it isn't like, a regular sob, it's one you only hear from anguish/pure upset. The crew are just, bewildered, complete unsure of what to do!

Soon enough Stede is rushing to the deck, he knows a baby's cry when he hears one! He's certainly surprised when he sees that it's Izzy who is the one sobbing :^0

Stede's Papa instincts just go into overdrive, not even truly questioning how Izzy has been a regressor or how he's never known this- he scoops the crying swordsman, asking Button's to be in charge while he's away.

Of course, Stede has zero idea on how to care for Izzy- sure, Stede has taken care of tiny ones but, never someone as seeminly young as Izzy is currently. So, Stede starts with just bringing him to his room, somewhere quiet and more secure. He walks around the room, patting Izzy's back and bouncing slightly while he speaks so gently.

It's takes a while but, Izzy is left hiccuping but, no more tears. Stede can instantly tell Izzy is young young. He brings Izzy over to the day bed, talking through exactly what he was doing. He pulls out one of his own nightgowns, something much softer than the leather Izzy is currently wearing. Stede expected some resistance but, Izzy just lets Stede changed him, just staring at him with those hazel eyes, a certain curiosity that only an infant has.

Perhaps Ed eventually comes into the room (maybe he's onnthe mainland getting some supplies with the boys?) And sees Stede seated on the couch, holding Izzy with such care and attention.

Stede definitely ask Ed if he knew that Izzy regressed. Ed tries to skirt around the question, until Stede is giving him "the look" and Ed sorta just sits down, his head hanging slightly, saying how he knew but, he hadn't known how to care for a tiny one, he didn't want to mess things up but, in doing so, he hadn't realized that made Izzy hide this and bottle this away until,,,his bottle broke!💔💔

Ed looks over to the now sleeping Izzy. Guilt definitely washing over him.

But, Stede touches Ed's leg and smiles, "Perhaps this hadn't started on the right foot. But, maybe now you can make it up to him, be there for him. I'll be right here every step of the way. Sound fair,yeah?"

And Ed slowly nods, leaning closer in to take a look at the newborn Izzy. Stede probably musing about the things he's discovered so far about newborn Izzy and other general things one does for such young ones♡♡

[frog-writes-for-fun]

Hi there! Could you describe your mutuals as songs?

Hello to you too, anon! Unfortunately, most of the music I listen to is either lo-fi or songs that were recommended to me (Love Grows and Lemon Drop are fantastic, thank you Bloom and Mori!), so I don’t really have the variety of music to equate with my mutuals. I will instead provide an alternative: I write a setting that gives me similar vibes to the mutual in question. I chose to sort of connect them by making them in the same world; I don’t know why the brain does stuff the way it does. This ended up being a lot longer than I originally thought it would be (it's longer than some of my fics)! Sorry for the pings, guys!

Also, I started writing the 50 followers fic and then accidentally deleted it when I meant to save. This is what I get for writing it in drafts instead of a doc like my normal fics :( I will not be rewriting it (it was fairly long; that’s what was making me basically go on a small hiatus), so that’s just getting scrapped. Sorry to anyone who was really excited for that.

Also also, 100th post let’s go!

Without further ado, I present: my mutuals as some vibes.

Nix (@nix-writes-mcyt)

Nix is the throne room in a medieval castle. Simultaneously imposing and inviting, the grandly decorated room stands with doors open. The torchlight flickering from sconces on the walls provides a warm glow, and walking down the carpet towards the crown resting on the throne makes you feel like royalty yourself. The sounds of the room are gentle: the rustling of ladies’ skirts, the soft murmur of nobles’ voices, and your own solid footsteps against the wooden planks of the floor. Somehow, this place feels like home and like something far greater than yourself at the same time, and it’s easy to imagine that you could stay here forever.

Nix, I’m so happy to have been able to find you and this little corner of the internet. Your welcome, among others, made me feel safer and more real than many of my interactions with irls, and I hope to stay with you all for a long time to come. It’s lovely to see whenever you appear on my dashboard, and I have great respect for your writing. To me, you are one of the original writers of our little community, and I can’t imagine it without you.

Mello (@g0re-h0und)

Mello is the castle’s menagerie. The chorus of the animals’ sounds blend together into an unconventional yet beautiful song, and the creatures are full of excitement. They are free from their enclosures, and swirl around you in greeting. The day is warm, and the sun beams down on the multitude of beings, smiling with them. The foliage nearby is lush, leaves rustling in a slight breeze, and a pond bubbles happily in the background. Among the chaos of the creatures, there is an infectious happiness that makes it so you can’t help but smile.

Mello, thank you so much for reblogging my X fic! If you hadn’t, I would still be that awkward introvert hiding in the corner and not reaching out to make the friends I have now. You are also a delightfully chaotic person. If you were from a show, you would be a blorbo <3

El (@blockyshieldmaiden)

El is a day in the garden surrounding the castle. Cherry trees are covered in pink blossoms, and the air is filled with petals that look almost like snowflakes. Many of the flowering plants are filled with buds, the colours just beginning to burst through. The air is cool, even as the sun shines down from above, and a light breeze sways the branches of the foliage. Birds chirp from their perches high in the trees, their songs clear in the otherwise quiet afternoon.

El, you are a fantastic person to know! It’s always fantastic to see your latest posts, and scheming in dms together was hilariously fun. I’m honoured to have started writing at the same time as you, and I’m looking forward to seeing us both grow.

Bloom (@blooming-mushroom)

If El is a spring day, then Bloom is a summer one. Bright and sunny, with the trees of the orchard providing the perfect amount of shade to relax in. The flowers that had once been just starting to appear are now in full bloom, the colours vibrant against green leaves and stems. Bumblebees and butterflies hover around the garden, darting from flower to flower. Sitting on the grass, you’re surrounded by friends caught mid-laughter.

Bloom, you are a glorious person who always seems full of energy (and it’s great, even if we have to bully you into sleeping <3). I always smile when you show up with a post, and greatly enjoy all of your interactions with your mutuals. You are a force of chaos! /pos

Mori (@moriiartist)

Mori is a night in the woods behind the castle. At first glance, the forest appears terrifying. Branches curve above your head like outstretched claws, partially blotting out the full moon. A wolf howls in the distance. The wind rushes through the leafless trees, the clacking of limbs stark against the otherwise silent night. As you look closer, though, the scene before you is not the scary image it appeared to be. Fireflies dance around, lighting up the area with a cheerful glow to accompany the moonlight. Small, brightly coloured flowers bloom at the base of the tree roots, and warm-toned mushrooms have made their homes on some of the trunks. The wind is not the bone-chilling cold you first expected, and is in fact quite comfortable, hugging you like a friend would after you’ve been separated for a while. A raven is perched in one of the trees, one you’ve come to know as well as any human, one that brings gifts of shiny things and stones and all the small things that make you smile.

Mori, I will fully admit I was a tiny bit scared of you at first. Mostly because of your theme, I think, but now I’m really glad to have been able to see past that to the sweet person underneath. I love seeing your interactions with others, and I love seeing the little blue dot when you manifest in the inbox, bringing your comparisons to creatures I do not know but will cherish as a gift from a friend.

[doofnoof]

1. It started with my homie being a FNAF fan and asking if I'd like to watch them play FNAF SB. I said sure because they're cool and I wanted to see Monty and maybe Vanny?? Because I was hoping there'd be an Evil Older Sister Figure thing going on, although that wasn't the case. Then we got to the daycare and I realized Kellen Goff voiced the DCA and was sighing dreamily because a Kellen Goff Clown is like, the peanut butter to my jelly, and then as my friend went on I realized the DCA is Deeply Unsettling and just fell harder, until we got to Moon and I spent 15 minutes giggling at his walk before realizing I was in deep. It has been Months Now and I still haven't escaped the Kellen Goff Clown.

2. I love colorful things, and most of my blorbos are clowns, and Kellen Goff giving Sun a Manic Voice didn't help, as I am a big fan of Funtime Freddy, and then I realized they're anxious and a little messed up, both objectively funny in a dark way, and it just kept snowballing. I think the big thing for me is that Sun and Moon are duality themed clowns, which is one of my very favorite things about Gamzee Makara, so there's no how and no way I wasn't going to love the DCA. I think the first Hoo! Hoo-Hoo! from Sun is what sealed my fate.

3. Since Security Breach came out, although I've been in the FNAF fandom since the very first Living Tombstone FNAF Song, and I've kept a mild interest since then until the DCA snatched my heart from my chest! I remember reading FNAF fanfic on the way to middle school on quotev in the morning, I'm an Ancient Fan!

3. I haven't played FNAF SB myself yet, and I'm content to just watch my friends play, although I would very much like to be able to sit and observe the textures on the chips bags and all of the little details at my own pace, but if I did that it'd take me 50 years to get to the end of the game!

4. I never post here on tumblr but I draw for my friends and I'm very proud of my Moon redesign! :)

5. I like Art where Sun and Moon are kinda creepy looking, as biblically accurate as possible while also having some flourishes added to make them creepier. I like the fics that are silly and goofy while also being a little romantic, like things where the DCA and Y/N cuddle and watch movies and play board games, maybe smooch or have premarital hand holding, among other things. I feel like fundamentally Sun and Moon are jesters and are naturally very funny, and serious fics sometimes get a little too serious for me and my suspension of belief is thrown for a loop, so I personally stick to lighthearted things, but I'm thrilled to get glimpses of serious fics here on tumblr, but a glance is all I need. :)

6. I really like the zombie apocalypse au, and the broken down Sun and Moon au, I think the best kind of au is one where you're locked into a room with your blorbo and are forced to hang out!!! I'd like the see a Sister Location au where Sun and Moon meet the Sister Location animatronics, I think it'd be very funny and even more Unsettling!!!

7. I have a plush animatronic oc that has a crush on the DCA, their job is to give out bandaids and make sure children are safe in case of a heavy storm that causes the power to go out. They're based off of a rain cloud, when they're normal they're a soft blue and have round features, but when they're corrupted they look more like a thunder cloud with gray and yellow coloring, with sharp and pointy features.

8. Canonly the DCA is kind of creepy looking, but the fact that Sun actually frolics and has huge huge hands and little tiny feet with bells on the shoes makes it impossible for me to be frightened of them, I think Sun and Moon are equally very very cute, I love watching Moon twist his head around and stack cans and wave to Gregory, they're the creature of all time. :')

9. I often think of leaving but I stay because sometimes someone will draw the DCA so perfectly I change my mind about leaving immediately, every single time, not to mention the friends I've made here!!! Truly it's a mixed bag, but nothing else has been able to pry my attention away from the loveable clowns just yet!

10. If I had to pick one I'd pick Sun, simply because he's very cute, although I know that I'd want to pick Moon because he's equally as loveable as Sun, but oddly enough Sun has the more soothing voice, imo.

11. The mini game Eclipse comes from is cool, but I feel like this is a Sans the Skeleton situation where I just wish some of y'all would make him an OC or something, but on the bright side it's another way to explore Sun and Moon as a character, even though I'm not personally a fan of Eclipse.

12. Pre-Glitch Sun is pretty cool and I love seeing Sun happy, but I like my Daycare Attendants anxious and mean like a Chihuahua, I like that Sun constantly sounds on the verge of a panic attack, although seeing Sun happy and with Actual Eyes is very nice!

13. Pre-Glitch Moon is a personal favorite because I have always been a fan of napping and such, and I think Moon but a Little Softer is exactly what the doctor ordered, although I'm also down bad for glitched Moon, as his over the top spooky goofy walk and voice is so endearing I almost can't believe it!!!

14. I think Sun and Moon were two sides of the same person before the glitch, and then afterwards they were separate beings, but only kind of. I don't think it matters too much, though.

15. I would like to see more Sun being a little Evil in the fandom, not just Mischievous, I want Sun to be affected by the Virus as well, and I want him to play mean pranks on staff and to take S.T.A.F.F. Bots apart for their parts as well as Stress Relief, even though he knows that's a Bad Thing To Do. >:3c

16. I've seen lots of discourse and people being mean to eachother, as well as lots of judgement on all sides, and I simply think we all have more in common than what we have different, and if you don't like something that's not actively hurting anyone then you should simply move on and find greener pastures, live a happier more blorbo filled life, even.

17. I hope we see more Sun and Moon someday, maybe a little more messed up, or Pre-Afton Virus Sun and Moon.

18. Sun and I would absolutely not get along because I'm a messy human being and I dislike loud noises, and Moon and I would probably get along alright simply because I love napping and stars, but we'd be more Friendly Acquaintances than Absolute Besties, although I'd like to believe we'd be the closest ever.

19. Free Space!!! I would like to watch horror films with Sun and Moon, I think they'd both like different horror genres a lot. :D

alright dca fandom, here's some questions bc i'm curious. the funky jesters make our brains go brr, but why? treat it as an ask game or answer in the tags if you feel like it! :)

how did you get here?

why these characters in particular? what was the hook for you?

how long have you been here?

have you actually played fnaf sb?

if you make content, what's your favorite piece you've contributed?

what's your favorite sort of art or fic? what genre/flavor/style?

what's your favorite au?

do you have any ocs, or have any ocs you're fond of?

what do you think of the dca's canon appearance? Scary? Cute? Something else?

what keeps you in this fandom despite the very small amount of canon content the dca had?

be honest: if you had to pick only one, sun or moon?

thoughts on eclipse?

thoughts on pre-glitch sun?

thoughts on pre-glitch moon?

do you interpret sun and moon as two sides of the same person, or truly two separate beings in one body? does it matter?

what's something in the fandom you'd like to see more of?

what's something in the fandom you'd like to see less of?

anything you're looking forward to?

do you think you'd actually get along with the dca if you met them irl?

free space! talk about whatever's on your mind!

[mountaingoatsfirstlineaday]

:) i'm the same... every song is like a little movie i get to see in my head whenever i want. it's so good.

okay i admire people who write stories that way you do because like. i can't keep a story in my head for very long. if i don't write it down it'll be gone pretty quickly... even if i do write it down, i tend not have a ton of follow through so i skip between stories all the time and mess around and so on lol. you've been working on a story since 2009?? that's so cool! it takes an amazing amount of foresight to think, as a teenager, i don't have enough skill to execute this well right now and i want to do it justice so i'm going to work on developing it until i can. the idea of endlessly creating a story and adding on and just making and making it more is appealing.

omg i love your puzzle metaphor, that's a cool way to think about it!! for me it's a lot more like taking a walk on a trail i've never been before, somewhere else and always moving in one direction. also this is making me want to read your writing... i love the "doomed character falls in love" troupe and also the "mortal/god" relationship dynamic. and the sheer amount of detail it sounds like you put in your writing?? astounding.

😭😭 location/geography/the act of moving being important in stories is just. it gets me every single time. "i used to live here" is such a powerful line i definitely understand how that could help you solve a puzzle. there's many of the mountain goats' songs that have simple lyrics and yet somehow jd has made the way he sings them and the way they're organized create a feeling of emotional charge.

wait so do the mountain goats help you design your own (blorbo) container garden? (i'm sorry. i think i'm funny.)

yes!!! i totally can see where you get that from... i feel like as the mountain goats has changed as a band the themes common in jd's lyricism have too but devotion is one i think i could point to on every single release. definitely going to listen to your playlist and i cannot wait. it has water song and love love love??? i am going to die. honestly tmg music is perfect for blorbo thoughts. so many of my blorbo/ship playlists i have to go okay. i get to put on one from each album and that's it. otherwise the playlist would be all goats lol.

i listened to the babylon springs ep cd i got from ILL (i’ll post the full haul in a sec) and holy hell. i highly recommend listening to it on a cd player that has good bass.

i cannot explain how blown away i was by it. it was soft, sweet, strangely melodic, and astoundingly beautiful. i’m not in the habit of rating things because I don’t really believe in it, but if I were i’d give this a solid 4.5 out of 5. “Alibi” made me want to write a story… “sail babylon springs” was like breathing clean air…

i’d never listened to the ep in full before, despite knowing “sometimes I still feel the bruise” pretty well and it being on spotify, so this cd was like a blessing. very grateful to the library that loaned it to mine!