#obviously i am having such a horrible day

[firelightmlpoc]

This is Pansear (if you want proof, look at my pinned blog; I'm well aware that there are a lot of imposters out there). I wish to say thank you for being open minded while also acknowledging that- yes- I did fuck up at times. I didn't treat Azriel the best. I was selfish towards the MAP collaborators. I wasn't a particularly great person in general- all that I admit, and I have my own separate posts for those. Overall, I'm sorry.

The harassment was too much and the screenshots were obviously fake. It wasn't fair to me. It wasn't fair to anyone either including those who believed were fake too, even to future potential victims of allegations and former victims of harassment campaigns. I left not in admittance of guilt, but to everything else that has boiled over (again, I detailed this in a post).

I know there's people beaming to know that I'm alive and well (and of course, people who are angry that I'm not). I just want to say that I'm sorry for having to leave everyone in the dark for so long, and that I was basically a POS back then.

It saddens me as well that this whole situation not only affected me- it has affected most of the fandom. It has affected the other artists, who no longer feel safe and comfortable. It has affected my friends, who missed me and feel lost in the dark. It has affected my fans, who worry about me and feel so conflicted about everything. It has affected friend groups who are distanced in their conflicts.

Even for the things I didn't do, I still felt horrible. There were no winners in the end, and any winner I could describe are those vile people hiding behind anons who have hurt the most.

People can already predict that I will never return and that is definitely the case. Not just for the sake of my well-being, but I believe it's for the best for everyone in general. It's been far too long that I danced through the harsh weathers- some strange fucked up game of ping pong, and it's time to put it to rest. I don't care if people will hate me still, all I care about is everyones' safety and for those who have been hurt to heal from this.

I have no real say on the Emily side of things. Indeed what she did to Azriel was irresponsible, but she doesn't deserve the harm and harassment she's got and been getting. Nobody does. Not even my calloutters and my harassers. Looking at their responses and posts just makes me feel bad. I can't help but feel sorry for them.

I hope you yourself are doing well. To all others reading this, I hope you all are too. The fandom isn't the same but I know love can persist somewhere. I am leaving it all up to you to make this place so much better, and that one day everyone can laugh again.

For now, I'm hoping things can rest.

I’m glad to hear you’re doing alright. And as you’ve said: Yes, you have done things wrong, but the actions taken against you were far beyond the pale for what you actually did.

An apology backed by action towards self-betterment is a good apology, & is what you’ve shown to be doing, though I truly wish that the cost you’ve had to pay for this all wasn’t so steep. I hope that you’re still able to find enjoyment in your art still, & hope that you’re able to heal from all of this, even if it takes a good bit of time to do so.

May the path you walk no longer hurt to stand on, & may you find yourself at peace with all of it some day.

[coolingrosa]

could you,, perhaps maybe sorta kinda if your so inclined,, share some errormare hcs,,? I am completely starved of content for them and I really really like ur art and writing so erm yea! <3

I’D LOVE TOOO

-The easiest part of Nightmare Error can touch is his tentacles- since they don’t feel human and just feel like slime. It’s not a pleasant texture, but it doesn’t feel humanoid at all or warm enough to make Error’s phobia trigger, so Nightmare only touches him with his tentacles if need be.

-They tend to get into really explosive fights- due to each of their coping mechanisms while arguing infuriates the other. Nightmare stays cool and passive aggressive which makes Error more angry and hot headed- which just makes Nightmare annoyed. Stay far away from these two when they are fighting…either Error will start throwing things or Nightmare will kick him out and be in a horrible mood for the rest of the day…

-They apologize with gifts- never words. Error is too prideful and Nightmare has a habit of slowly getting consumed by guilt for getting angry that it makes him feel ashamed. Most of the time, he believes no words will be enough to apologize for simply being mean to Error, so he gives him sweets. Error apologizes with affection or with slight off topic things. He’d come into a room and tell Nightmare he thinks he looks nice, but that’s all Nightmare really gets as an apology. It’s more than enough.

-Error refused to kiss Nightmare after finding out he drank coffee like a madman. He hates the smell and taste and will walk out of the room when he smells it. Nightmare obviously hated that and switched to only having tea- making sure it’s sweet flavored so Error will kiss him more.

-Nightmare fell first. HARD. Error fell for him after Nightmare was constantly there for him and helping him in battles.

-Error knits Nightmare clothing only to test how they look. He knows Nightmare’s goop will ruin them, so Nightmare basically serves as his model for different kinds of outfits. It makes Nightmare very flustered.

-Both have been together for so long that they don’t really celebrate anniversaries bc everyday is a day of happiness when the other is by their side

-Error doesn’t remember how they first met. Nightmare remembers it exactly.

-Error remembers exactly how he asked Nightmare out and is constantly haunted by how he got so nervous he glitched out and stomped on Nightmare’s foot before tumbling off of the side of a floating island in Outertale. Nightmare caught him and when Error came to, Nightmare said yes to going out.

Nightmare does not remember any of this. Error makes sure to keep it that way.

[songbird-and-her-fos]

A Day of Peaceful Bliss

Emmrich Volkarin/NB!Rook

Just some domestic fluff

Rook stirred from their slumber, torn from sleep's embrace by the sound of movement in the room, signaling that it was indeed time to wake up.

They groaned to themself, still sore from last night's… activities. For someone who loved going on and on about how old he was, Emmrich had a surprising amount of energy. Burying themself deeper in the soft sheets, they waited for their beloved to begin coaxing them out of bed, the way he did every morning. Soft fingers stroking their cheek, a thumb grazing their lips, and his soft voice telling them that breakfast was ready.

This morning, however, was different. Instead of the beloved touch that could soothe their worries just as well as it could send their whole body soaring straight to paradise, a whole skeletal hand lightly smacked them in the face, and a familiar voice hissed:”Wake up!”

Rook rubbed the sleepydust out of their eyes and opened them, finding Manfred's wide, toothy grin mere inches from their face.

“Good morning to you, too, Manfred”, they greeted him dryly.

He bounced up and down, obviously thrilled that his method of waking them up had worked. “Breakfast!”

“Alright, alright, just give me a moment to get dressed…”

The dining room was still quite empty at this hour; in fact, only Emmrich was already awake. His untouched bowl of porridge with apple slices and cinnamon showed that he had waited for them to join him.

He rose from his seat when Rook entered. “Good morning, dearest! Did you sleep well?”

“Good morning, my love.” They took their seat next to him. “I always sleep well next to you. But I gotta say, being woken up by Manfred was a surprise.”

Emmrich smiled somewhat sheepishly. “He insisted on being the one to wake you up this morning and wouldn‘t take no for an answer.”

“Well, he did a great job. I haven't gotten out of bed this quickly in a while.” They waggled their eyebrows at him.

They usually took their time with their morning routine, letting Emmrich tease them out of bed. Which occasionally ended with Emmrich back under the sheets with them and breakfast late enough to be considered brunch.

He chuckled, reaching for their hand. “Tomorrow, I'll be waking you up again, I promise.”

“Who knows”, Rook said, giving him a conspiratorial smirk. “Maybe I decide to wake up early myself and spoil you for a change.”

“You don‘t have to do that ”, Emmrich replied, stroking the back of their hand with his thumb. “You know that spoiling you is one of my greatest joys.”

Rook's heart swelled, and they leaned over to rest their head on his shoulder. “I love you so much.”

“And I love you, my dearest”, Emmrich muttered, pressing his soft lips against their forehead.

“Food!”, Manfred insisted, reminding them that they were in a communal space, where anyone could walk in on their intimate moment, and their food was getting cold.

Peaceful days were quite rare at the moment, so Rook resolved to enjoy this one. Sure, the tension of expecting the next catastrophe was always there. Especially because the Evanuris and their new followers had been suspiciously silent for the past few days. Thankfully, the Veilguard's allies were keeping their eyes on all of northern Thedas and would immediately alert them if there was the slightest bit of movement on the enemy front.

Keeping themselves well rested was important, Rook told themself. So there was no reason not to spend some time with Emmrich, just enjoying each other's company. Which for the two of them meant silently retreating to Emmrich's study and just reading.

“You know, dearest, I am sure that I could get another chair for you-”

“No need to.” Rook was sitting on the floor right next to his armchair, back leaning against the right armrest and the head resting against Emmrich's knee. “I like it like this.” With that said, they opened their book; one of those horribly cheesy and yet somehow highly addictive serials that Bellara and Harding liked so much, and began reading.

They only got a few pages in when a slim, warm hand snaked its way into their hair, softly massaging their scalp and causing their arms to erupt into goosebumps.

“I assume that’s why you like this arrangement so much?”, Emmrich quipped teasingly. In response, Rook made a sound that was suspiciously close to a purr. No way they could focus on their book now, not with Emmrich's fingers sending waves of pure relaxed bliss from their head to their whole body.

They had only been together a fairly short time, and he already knew them so well, knew exactly which buttons to push to have them be putty in his hands. And they loved every second of it.

Exaggerated, fake retching drove them apart, and they both turned their head to the skull on the table next to the door.

“I’m getting nauseous just watching that whelp act like a lovesick child around you, Volkarin. Don’t you think you're a bit old to be acting like this?”, complained Hezenkoss. “Or if you have to be so saccharine with each other, at least do it somewhere where I don‘t have to see it!”

“Excuse me, this is my room and I will do what I please within its walls, Johanna”, Emmrich replied curtly, obviously very offended by the interruption.

“I know what to do”, Rook said, got up and grabbed a cleaning rag that Emmrich always kept next to his autopsy table.

“Don't you dare get that filthy thing anywhere near me, you impudent brat!”, the half lich (or what remained of her) hissed at them.

“What? I'm trying to be diplomatic here. You said you didn't want to see us together, and I'm just fulfilling your wish.” With that, they tossed the rag over the skull.

“Once I have a proper body again, I will make you pay for this, you mark my words.” The defeat in Johanna's voice took all the impact the threat might have had.

“I'm quaking in my boots already”, Rook said, sarcasm dripping from every word. With the unwanted roommate now sufficiently cut off from the rest of the room, Rook now knelt down in front of Emmrich, looking up at him with big, indeed quite lovestruck looking eyes before resting their head on his lap, so he could continue what he had been doing.

Emmrich was chuckling to himself. “Have I mentioned that I love you?”

“Maybe once or twice”, Rook muttered into the soft fabric of his pants. “But I don‘t think I'll ever grow tired of hearing it.”

The afternoon approached, and when Emmrich excused himself for a moment, Rook took the opportunity to pull Manfred aside. “Manfred, could you please wake me up extra early tomorrow, when Emmrich is still asleep? I promised to spoil him and I intend to deliver.”

Manfred seemed delighted by the idea. “Yes!”

[gojoest]

when you’re having a particularly shitty day and you text satoru that you wish you could see him right now (out of the blue, with no prior context) he comes to you at full throttle, no matter what. your phone buzzes with a text from him that says “look out the window” and when you do, you see him standing there with his arms open and the most lovable silly grin on his lips

[front-facing-pokemon]

[historyartthings]

It’s the daily mail so i don’t know why I’m surprised but, what is wrong with you? you’re an actual freak

[dennisboobs]

plain and simple i am not going to be able to remain in this fandom long-term if i have to keep putting disclaimers on every single one of my posts that say i don't condone dennis' bad, bad actions and that i am in fact aware he's got a history of sexual assault and dubious/nonconsent. the entire gang has done heinous shit. why is dennis the only one who needs to be treated like this? if some rando wants to post about how dennis is pookie pie that doesn't automatically mean they're blind to his crimes. every single member of the gang is a piece of shit. that's kind of the point.

draw dennis with cat ears who give a shit

[the-moogle-of-your-nightmares]

one thing i really deeply wish is that i'd had access as a kid to the plural community and information that are more easily available today, instead of my first experience with plural community which both took it seriously and was nonjudgmental having been 10's era tul/pa.info lmao

[dw-flagler]

its kind of funny to me that in the comics supergirl kind of occupies the spot for like the edgy superman. which is kind of weird for her typical role as kid sidekick to superman because her thing as a character (at least the versions of her character that i like) is that she doesn't have a reason to help anybody and doesn't like earth. edgy superman. but she's also the kid sidekick. strange juxtaposition

[hella1975]

not someone commenting on tams to tell me to update taob. what if you fucked off forever

[scentofpines]

in class today i felt so incredibly out of place again, why does it have to be so hard for me? and, i like this girl, but every single time we have class she mentions her "autism" while happily chatting with 3+ ppl at a time, completely effortless, while im sitting there, staring and trying to focus enough to even understand the conversation bc there is so much noise around me that i feel like i'm about to either explode or shut down completely and i feel like an alien trying my best to somehow socialize and understand what is going on and really to just get through this.

[girl-bateman]

Gaslighting, my old friend, I'll fall for you every single time <3

[daisyachain]

This is generalization but it does make me feel like I’m losing my mind. Anglo-American romance novels aimed at women—‘what if you, a normal person, were forced into proximity with the smuggest most self-satisfied person who physically invades your space, insults you, acts like an attention whore at best, borderline sexually assaults you, isn’t that great’ and then you go to romance manga aimed at young women—‘what if you, a normal person, we’re forced into proximity with a two faced bitch who tries to control your every move and also refuses to speak or engage with you unless it’s to isolate you from your peers or get mad at you for talking to another living person’

[cicidraws]

im not very talkative about my schizophrenia because i dont want to be taken advantage of, or misunderstood more than i already am on a daily basis (Along with my autism aswell). but goddamn do better about people with it, yknow? shouldnt be so hard to ask that of people.

[illdothehotvoice]

Anyways with Walpurgisnaught Rising coming out y'all better start acting real normal about Homura real quick

[evandorepart2]

ugh ughhhhhhh im hungry :( i grabbed our mostly empty bread loaf this morning since my brother was downstairs and i was panicked but it only had three slices and ive eaten them all and now im hungry.....when is that man leaving so i can have a decent meal in peace like what the hell. also i think theres something very very wrong with me mentally cause thats kind of fucked up :/