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[annaoi]

Was commissioned by Melly on Discord to design a prosthetic arm for a character. The 2nd version has a slight gray colored parts.

art (c) me / annaoi

[sweetapplecurry]

Happy Belated Yaoi day!

[aaravid]

Happy Halloween.

[ace-trainguys]

Old Art October. Heroes/Villains au doodles for my fic Where do we go from here? I put them at the ends of the chapters but I never posted them on tumblr.

And a bonus gag idea I had while writing the fic:

Transcripts under the cut

First image:

Ingo: I've developed working relationships with my neighbors

Melli: You mean FRIENDSHIPS?!

Second image:

Ingo: This is tolerable.

Third image:

Ingo, thinking: the inner machinations of his mind are an enigma...

Arrow pointing at Emmet: dissociating

Fourth image:

Ingo: What about Chandelure...?

Emmet: Ingo if you killed someone I would help dispose of the body

[yanteetle]

Don’t know why I didn’t send this in sooner-

Anyways- have a great day, bye bye *disappears into the void*

IM. GOING TO POSITIVELY CRY MY EYES OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE TRAIN??? THIS IS SO. ITS MAKING ME FEEL SO MUCH THINGS ALL AT ONCE IM GOING TO CRY WHAT THE FUCK

[ferret-does-stuff]

Why Edgar Valden is Like That (AKA a FREAK): a weird theory post by me

In this post I will go into how Edgar Valden's behaviour in the games and as a character may not be totally influenced by his upbringing but rather by his exposure to lead paints. Please bear with me I have Too Many Thoughts

Throughout history, one word to follow and describe all major artists is "eccentric". Many artists in history have struggled with depression and other psychological problems. But what does that mean? Are artists just mentally ill by default? Well, no, obviously not. Throughout history artists have used vibrant paints that often contain lead and other poisonous chemicals like arsenic and one key symptom of lead poisoning, especially in children, is brain damage. Lead poisoning can lead to behavioural changes, depression and psychosis after long periods of exposure. This is one of the reasons why historical artists are so eccentric, they used brain damage inducing paints.

Keep in mind that IDV takes place in the 1800s, during that time lead and arsenic were EVERYWHERE, but just in paintings. Edgar was constantly breathing in toxic chemicals. I actually think this is why his sister died, young people are especially susceptible to lead poisoning so it's likely that her exposure to the houses's wallpaper/painted walls plus Edgar's paintings caused her to get sick and die (it's possible this also killed his mother but I think she had tuberculosis). It can also lead to behavioural changes for children who survive it, and since Edgar's been painting since he was very young and lived to 21 we definitely know he survived. I think that his more "eccentric" and strange behaviours were caused by brain damage from the lead rather than just being raised rich.

Now I wanted to discuss the main part of my theory of why Edgar killed Sarai. Here are a few of the deductions that I think relate to this

So first: a portrait Edgar painted is distorted. This is incredibly likely to be just because he isn't very good at portraits but it's also possible that his perception of realitly has been changed by the lead poisoning.

Secondly, and more importantly, Edgar has been experiencing hallucinations, he's hearing his paintings scream. It's clear he doesn't have the best mental health, and the lead paint definitely played a part in that.

When Edgar discovered Sarai had been using him, anyone would be upset, but few would kill just because they had been used. It would have been easier for Edgar to have Sarai fired than to kill him.

I believe Edgar was suffering auditory (and potentially visual) hallucinations as a result of psychosis caused by lead poisoning and the additional stress from being used lead to him having a breakdown and killing Sarai. Obviously there are other factors to his strange behaviour (like growing up sheltered and the trauma experiencing losses of loved ones and potentially discovering their bodies) but lead poisoning is such an obvious one that's overlooked so frequently.

TLDR: Edgar is tripping on lead which lead to him being eccentric and killing Sarai

I hope you enjoyed this, have a good day/night I am going to bed.

[leleleonart]

some pokemon drawings of mine that i am especially proud of

[silvermoonshipping-is-love]

To all you SilvernMoon shippers/Gaming Creepypasta enjoyers, especially mutuals or followers of this blog, I still have the Discord open for ya'll, it may be on dire life support but maybe we can fully revive it!

Rules for joining: 1. You got to have a discord account (duh)

2. You gotta at least tolerate the ships I ship, because it's my server, especially SilvernMoonShipping, if you don't like it, I'm just giving you the chance to run away now because this server is not for you. (You may read up on my ships in the pinned post, also I am NOT a multishipper, and do NOT wish to see ships different from my OTPs for personal reasons)

3. This isn't a general creepypasta server, but rather a gaming creepypasta server, I don't care for most non-gaming ones or even find them annoying or uncomfortable characters. So be aware of that, this is meant for mainly specifically gaming creepypasta fans (I do enjoy some non-gaming ones too, but plz consider that there are so many other general creepypasta fans and such out there and I happen to not be one)

4. No one under the age of 16!

5. Not a FNF server.

Would love to have you there!

[emmetrain]

OOC;; On that note, a rain-flavor multi-muse blog is coming. I want to write my Emmet ancestor, the alien sweetheart who had gone through HORRORS tm in Kalos (Prymnesia), a crazy arbok lady who was the private investigator in Ingo's disappearance case and is the descendant of Melli from P:LA(Camelia), and the unhinge alien woman who is here to cause some problems but also collect cute bugs (Mamiel). Have been testing them on Discord and they are fun to write.

Other than that, you can find my blogs here for Emmet, @ingovercast for my default verse Ingo, @sadaolim for my canon-divergent evil Sada (I love writing evil woman), and lastly, @crashingearth for human!Groudon who is my goofball. These four will have their own blogs as always.

For any evil plotting/angst needs, we can plot a thread with Sada. Fun shenanigans in Hoenn or for a chill dude (or gal, depending on his mood) to befriend your muse, Daichi/Groudon is there. Ingo is a bit silent as a muse but for Hisui threads, it is always a joy. And Emmet goes well with everything. My spoiled boy. I love Emmet--

[elizabethrobertajones]

My Melly WoL has been 1 quest off HW all week because I'm Galvin-ing her to be my vehicle for re-learning MNK the same way powerlevelling Galvin got me back on track with BLM. Level 48 MNK and thriving!

(I made her like... 3rd alt in... and have been neglecting her for years but maybe this is her time...)

[mellyoraa]

okay so discord's blocking feature is the worst - the person you block can still see everything you write in chats and see your profile, they just can't DM you or reply/react to things you write. so i blocked someone in a server and they still see everything i do, when the express purpose of my blocking them was bc i felt like kinda stalked and like they were keeping tabs on me so i wanted myself out of their sights 🙃 also now they're writing passive aggressive comments about my blocking them in public chats when I'm active there, please i just want to exist in this server in peace

[marionettestars]

also mutuals can ask for my discord and twitter

[sweetapplecurry]

TFW the weird choo-choo man takes away your mommy daddy

[sylvidoptera]

The people in my Family server on Discord get to watch my ADHD ass real time. I have one channel that's pretty much me narrating my day so everyone knows what I'm up to because I like to know what everyone is up to so I make sure to overshare CONSTANTLY.

...

My loved ones are so patient. :D

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In related news, my child has a lovely taste in color combos. He absolutely delights in going through my entire polish collection and making the most interesting mixes he can. This one turned out particularly nice. <3

[inquixotic]

EVELYN & ANGEL, DAY 36.

lounge area, morning of the recoupling

with @dobits !

angel reid

“hey, can i join?” angel doesn’t wait for an invite before he’s spilling himself into the other end of the lounge couch, clad with a wide, boyish grin that actually feels genuine. he wants to keep a light vibe for as long as possible despite the distinct feeling that there are eyes boring into the side of his face. not evie’s of course, who seems as chilled as ever. “had your first full day yesterday, huh?” he notes airily, fingers distracted with messily peeling off the skin of an orange. brows are knit as he tries to peel it in that cool, spirally way some people can do. “i’m here to shake you down for gossip. and, no, i’m totally not telling you who sent me.” 

evelyn mendoza.

evie's been internally freaking out basically all morning after the text eden received. picking first is too much pressure for her. angel's voice shakes her from her fixations, though, and her face lights up with a smile. "'course not," she says, and in direct contrast, immediately pats the couch in welcoming. "what kinda gossip do y'all think i have after twenty four hours?" her eyebrows raise, the very thought of being trusted enough for that yet bringing a giggle out of her, head rolling to the side to watch angel as he struggles with his orange. "give me more specifics and i'll see what i can do for ya and your mystery sources."

angel reid

“girl, you better start brewin’ something up ‘cause you’re running outta time,” angel teases with a wry smile, tongue pressed against his front teeth. the orange skin is flaking off in unsatisfying little pieces and he hums a thoughtful sigh. “well, who’s sticking out to you? i mean, i know char’s a leading contender…” then he pointedly glances at her in his peripheral, playfully makes like he’s gonna catch her revealing some gossip.

evelyn mendoza.

"don't remind me," she groans, her hands covering her face with a small laugh. there simply wasn't enough time for her to be sure of any of these people. "shes fuckin' adorable, yeah," she agrees, leading contender indeed. she feels weird talking about it with angel, though, a bit. "charlene, you," she answers honestly, her smile fading a little, as she thinks. "marcus, some, but i think eden likes him so i'm not plannin' on anything there. and you and miles have your girls, so charlene would be a smart choice, if i don't wanna step on eden's toes." her tone implies she wouldn't, too. "who wants to know, for real? no way are these people freaked, no one's goin' home."

angel reid

“oh, char’s the best,” he agrees with a nod, only vaguely trying not to lay it on too thick. eyes flicker up at the mention of himself. girl’s bold, for real. “i mean, she’s only the smart choice if you really like her,” angel advises, finally freeing the orange and splitting it’s pieces, offers one out to her. lips purse into a smile. “i dunno, you’re gonna have a lot of power tonight. like, you could potentially split some people up which… y’know, you gotta do what’s right for you.” it’s the advice he’d give anyone, would say the same thing to eden, too, but angel’s aware that the sentiment needs to come with a clause and he sighs as a preamble to it. “but, listen, i wanted to talk to you about, like… our date and everything.”

evelyn mendoza.

her eyebrows go up, her head canted to the side as she takes the orange slice he offers, his words just driving more confusion into her. she had been expecting encouragement to pick charlene, since he seemed not sold yesterday anyways, despite agreeing to get to know her better, but that kinda sounds like he wants her to pick him? "i could, if i thought i should be picking someone who's in a couple like that," she allows, a gentle smile peeking through her uncertainty. maybe she really doesn't know what to do. "sure, shoot. i kinda figured that'd come up, since you probably spun yarn with callie 'bout it, yeah?" it's not really a question — she specifically hadn't mentioned it to the other girl so angel could, though. "she take you gettin' to know me okay?"

angel reid

“spun yarn.” brows tick up wryly, he laughs. “you could say that. nah, it’s honestly, like… it’s not even about what she thinks or whatever. i think i just need to kinda clarify myself.” he props one bent elbow on the back of the couch, turning to face her more directly. “evie, i gave you, like, the totally wrong impression. i want us to talk and hang and all that, but… like, i know you were sayin’ that stuff about frankie and callie and, i mean, i don’t really believe any of that, but to be honest even if i were her second choice then i’d take it.” he shrugs, eyes blinking down to the stark white couch fabric stretching between them. “i’m just crazy about the girl, y’know? and i’m realizing now i wasn’t giving you that vibe yesterday. i want you to know i’m sorry if i gave you a different kinda idea, ‘cause you deserve to be somebody’s first choice.”

evelyn mendoza.

"wait, i don't understand." but she thinks she does, though, and what it sounds like was he just lied, which doesn't sound exactly like something what she'd expect from him. "you said you wanted to get to know me, angel...i thought i made my interest clear?" she's trying to put the pieces together on what she missed, where she had misunderstood, but he had said that. she knows she didn't misunderstand that...right? she feels tears well up in the back of her eyes and tries desperately to blink them away, determining then she would not cry over someone she's only known for a day, at least not in front of him. "so, what, you just lied to me?" if he had told her he wasn't interested, it wasn't like she'd be mad. she would've gotten over it, but now she feels incredibly stupid to even have had her hopes raised a second ago.

angel reid

“no, you did, for sure. i kinda assumed, like, you were gonna chat everybody, but obviously we were on a date and i shoulda…” he should���ve put his undying impulse to be liked by everybody in the backseat for a minute, even despite the fact that it was a date, she was new, and he’s too-nice by nature. “i should’ve understood that you had, like, real interest. it’s on me.” the idea of lying though has him shaking his head. “nah, evie, i wasn’t trying to play games with you or anything. i meant it when i said you could come to me with whatever, y’know? i want us to be friends.” there’s a pause and he lets his head slack slightly to the side, a feeble smile trying to insert some levity. “i hope i didn’t totally kill your opinion of me, ‘cause i dunno who else i’ll be able to talk about classic kawasaki’s with.”

evelyn mendoza.

"but that's exactly what you did." the mention of playing games brings that concept to tip of tongue, staring at him like he's grown a second head. "i said i wanted to get to know you, and you said you liked me, i'm not —" she's not crazy, she wants to say, but she probably looks it to the audience. she knew it'd be a long shot for him to be interested, but he had said he was, as far as she understood it. "you got my hopes up and didn't say anything all day yesterday to the contrary, and you think we can be friends?" her voice does break there, feeling so past stupid it's not even remotely funny anymore and she pushes herself up from the sofa, trying to get herself out of there and to eden before she starts crying for real. "you should probably take honesty off your list of needs in a relationship, y'know."

angel reid

“i didn’t — evie, i really didn’t think i got your hopes up this much,” he defends albeit haltingly. he didn’t even realize it until this exact moment, her tone fracturing around the words. it’s becoming increasingly clear to him that her and charlene probably would be perfect for each other, their distinct overreactions adorably matching. “wait, c’mon,” angel also sits up a bit, reaching a hand out in a last ditch gesture that he doesn’t want her to go, to walk off angry. it feels like such a far cry from yesterday, when they were compiling a long list of similarities, volleying teasing convo back and forth. “can we just talk about it for a sec?” because they’d also talked about communication, right? the importance of talking difficult things out.

evelyn mendoza.

"what, you didn't think it would fuckin' hurt for you to immediately turn around and say you have no interest in getting to know me like that?" she snaps, pulling her hand out of his reach as the angry tears well up and threaten to spill over. "you should've just said you weren't interested, angel. what the fuck was i supposed to think?" she backs up another step, not even remotely interested in whatever sorry if apology is probably in his repertoire, proving once again, liking men is a mistake. "if you're going to go on about how you didn't just lead me on some more? no, we can't."

angel reid

the bare skin of his back falls against the couch, altogether defeated and at a total loss. he’s not sure how to fix this when evie’s set on flaming him. “okay,” he concedes, nodding. it seems like time away from him is the thing she wants and he imagines it’s the only thing that might actually help him in the long run. “i’m just — y’know, i’m sorry. i fucked up. i’ll just, uh… give you some space today.”

evelyn mendoza.

the acknowledgement finally that there was something wrong makes her pause and give a small nod, her anger still bubbling underneath the surface. "thank you," she snaps out, far angrier than she intends it to sound, her thoughts racing with how utterly stupid she feels to have thought she had a chance. "that was really messed up. i'm not...i don't not want friends, but that's not why i'm here and i thought that was clear. so just...be honest with me next time, please."

angel reid

“i hear you,” he nods his agreement. for angel, it’s always been more of the opposite, optimistic to the point of legal blindness. if he walked out of here with just a couple lifelong friends, he’d be happy. after today it seems way less likely that evie will be one of them, he’d be surprised if she even wanted to sit next to him at dinner and, considering the way callie looked at him sideways yesterday, that’s probably for the best. so he bobs his head at her, fingers making a little x over his heart. “yeah, ev. promise.”

[kohabielnin]

Valentine Day Headcanons

I know it took me a while to do this, as classes make it a little difficult for me, this is another gift for someone very special to me, the @kaval0 💕

Norton Campbell

• Incredible as it may seem, he remembered the date and was prepared days before as he saw the children arranging things to give gifts to those they like,

• Everyone in the mansion was surprised when he handed you a flower and chocolates,

• Naib stole some chocolates just to tease Norton, as usual,

• His embarrassed look when he handed you the chocolates was really cute,

• Both Melly, Frederick and Alice wondered if he was actually sick,

• In general, no one in the mansion expected Norton to give you chocolates

Ronald of Ness

• He closed the theater so he could have time with just you,

• I always saw this skin as one of Norton's most romantic skins because he's an actor,

• This man is not very good at cooking, so the one who helped him with everything was Lady Truth,

• He compares you all the time to flowers, especially roses,

• For a whole day, you can wear his hat and mask,

• He called Mr. Inference to boast that he had company on Valentine's Day...

Naib Subedar

• You two ate the chocolates together, it was cute according to witnesses,

• He worked hard to make the chocolates and even harder not to eat them 💕

• Norton played little a with Naib, but he didn't care and ignored Norton,

• He was a little shy when it came to handing over the chocolate, as he had never done it before,

• Eli helped him have the courage to go talk to you and Brooke watched so Naib didn't give up halfway,

• Spending Valentine's Day with him was definitely a lot of fun

Morningstar

• He made his servants make a feast just for you,

• He just loves spoiling you, whether it's a holiday or just a regular day,

• There isn't a day that goes by that he doesn't say he loves you out of fear of losing you,

• He made you a crown similar to his as a gift,

• He himself searched the entire kingdom for the most beautiful rose so he could give it to you,

• In general, Morningstar is a sweet, beautiful, perfect and sweetheart

Orpheus

• This man simply wrote the most romantic poem you've ever seen in your life, along with flowers and chocolate,

• Guess who had a pinky in the middle of one of the letters you received? Exactly, Little Girl,

• You two had a great day together,

• He took the day to listen to you talk about the books you like while giving your opinion about them too,

• He is very good with words, so sometimes he would say something or other to embarrass you, like a compliment in French that he learned from Frederick,

• There was no shortage of tea and cookies in the afternoon for you two

Bonus due to our zap/discord ship in which I am Frederick

Frederick Kreiburg

• Ok... you woke up hearing him playing your favorite song on the piano,

• If you ask him about this, you will only hear: "I feel like playing this song", with an indifferent pose as always,

• On the coffee table, there is a plate with some strawberries covered in chocolate and a handmade letter from him,

• He has a slight difficulty being romantic, but his small acts show that he cares a lot about you,

• He won't mind spending the day playing the piano for you if you wish,

• If you don't want him to spend the day playing the piano for you, he won't mind taking you somewhere relaxing with few people