#quit it. im tired of this. just. can we just be nice to everyone?? please?? peace and love on planet earth??

[toubledrouble]

You know what we should bring back?

Older christianity. I mean the anti government, anti military, community based christianity. The one that cared the most about peace, equality, mercy, kindness, and radical love. The one with shared property. The one that didn't conform to society but instead existed mostly outside of it. The one where noone considered one sin worse than another because in the end, we are all sinners trying our best to be better.

[hwnglx]

for jk im curious to know what he means by the way ppl maybe assume he is a player or do they assume other things? I seen ppl assume he could be a cheater in relationships but thats not the case he is loyal asf imho, do u think its down to his people pleasing habits? he reminds me much of bangchan where ppl have said in readings he likes to be of use to ppl and to be able to help them where he can offer it. idk if its the same for jk

but fr when jk meets his fs shit is going to go down so maybe she can help jk even out his mindset towards all the stuff he has achieved which is more than the average korean so u think he would be quite proud to have helped put korea / kpop and in general hes done so much so I hope he is able to somehow feel accomplished. I do get what he means by it seems so superficial but ehh ppl have pushed for fame and fortune since decades ago and it either makes or breaks a person depending on their views of their experiences

well.. so much, if not the entirety of kpop idols' image is manufactured. since these people basically make a living by selling an image to the public, it's something that has to be calculated. your image has to be as appealing to people as possible, so what do you do? you only show off your best, and bury the rest. as an idol, you basically sell yourself as a fantasy, someone who appears to be perfect, but in reality is just as flawed as we all.

in jungkook's case, he's just tired of fame. it's like, the validation and admiration was nice at first, but after a while it just feels vacant and empty, and not real. these people love the manufactured you, they love the role you play in front of cameras. not the real and raw and weird you, with all your flaws and mistakes. and for a while, jk didn't know himself outside of being an idol, because that's all he did since he was a teen. so he was at this stage of “who even am i, when not being bts’ jk?” and easily fell into the impression that, his “normal” self is so insignificant and lacking in comparison. just unlovable. like people wouldn't love him if they knew of his more “unlikable” traits. everyone projects this fantasy onto him, but many don't wanna know his real soul. in his ideal type reading, i remember he had this intense craving for genuine love. not love for the idea of him, but for the real him.

you mentioned bangchan, while they do have similarities in their people-pleasing habits and desires to serve them, jk's energy is honestly much more pure to me personally.

bangchan is “i need you to like me, not just because i'm a person who needs validation, but also because it benefits me and my bag” (i don't blame him that's how shit works lol)

jungkook is “i need you to like me because i need affection and love and i feel empty otherwise”

in fact, jk's energy actually reminds me a lot of felix in this regard. they're surprisingly similar. (they do have similar charts)

[rowiewritesstuff]

Hello, may I ask for an Earthspark or TFP match-up, please?

My height is 5'3 (160cm). Im nonbinary and asexual, and I use any pronouns. I have brown, curly, short hair and green eyes. My skin is very pale, and I usually look pretty tired. I wear black clothes. Im a pretty calm and level-headed person. I really enjoy deep conservation, music, dancing, reading, and stargazing. I can read pretty much anything. I really like learning new things. Im sarcastic, and I like to tease my friends. I am extremely loyal to my friends, and I show my affection for them through gifts, quality time, and doing them favors. I tend to talk a lot about topics that I am interested in. I usually stay calm when people panic, (even if I'm screaming on the inside). Im trying to be as open-minded as possible to everyone, as long as they are doing the same thing to me. I love animals, especially raccoons. I think they are just adorable (I also have a cat and two dogs).

I have a pear-shaped body, but I'm also a little bit chubby. I have some scars on my arms and legs (mostly because I scratch my wounds when I'm stressed). Im anemic, which means that I get tired easily. Im also lactose intolerant. I often have random pains, but I don't know why. I also have an anxiety disorder (I bite my nails and lips a lot because of it). I would rather spend time indoors than outdoors, but I will not pass up an opportunity for a picnic :3.

I dislike loud noises and crowded places. I can't speak in front of a large group of people, and I have trouble making eye contact. I also hate when someone is bullied. I like spending time with someone when we both just do our stuff in one room. Im a pretty awkward person at first, but if I get close to you, I become more talkative and funny. People always tell me that when they first saw me, they thought I was intimidating. I often hum some music while doing something.

I think thats all. I apologize if this is chaotic. I never wrote a request. I hope it's not too much. Feel free to not write anything at all if you can't come up with anything <3.

Have a nice day and remember to take care of yourself!

Yandere TFP Megatron

Megatron is a cruel decepticon with a distaste for organics, so when he grabbed you into his servo he went to crush you right before Prime’s optics. He grinned viciously down at you, and your dead stare made him pause. Even the bravest of his kind looked more fearful than you. 

Before he could even form a coherent thought, he had transformed around you and flown away. When he got back to the Nemesis he was angry with himself- but he didn’t realize that as he threw you to Knockout, ordering him to watch you.

While you were scared, you did like the quiet of this place. It was almost soothing. 

Knockout peered down curiously at you. At your obvious exhaustion, he commented. “If I didn’t know better about your fleshies, I’d say you’re half dead.”

You stared back up at him, not quite making eye contact. He noticed your avoidance, but said nothing as he scoffed and went back to working. 

Megatron questioned himself as to why he brought you along, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. He ended up sitting you on a table in his room while he worked. You were mostly quiet, but your curiosity showed as you looked at his computer. 

His booming voice asked what you were doing, and you covered your ears. Megatron wasn’t sure why he did it, but he lowered his voice and spoke again. “What are you looking at?” 

“....your screen. Sorry.” You bit your nails nervously. Megatron turned away, silent. 

It was weeks before he sat you on his shoulder. He didn’t speak, clearly unsure of how to communicate with you. For the first time in millions of years, he was truly unsure of himself. 

When he did start talking to you, it was to teach you about his gladiatorial days. He spoke of how he started the revolution, and how he fought against the corruption of the senate. 

Eventually you felt comfortable enough to ask questions with him, but you felt nothing but pity. He had been through so much. However, you also felt conflicted- the Autobots are your friends, but you feel like this war has no point anymore other than for Decepticons to get some sort of revenge. 

You slowly began to chip away at Megatron’s cold spark, and he cared for you- even if he didn’t show it well. He loved the way you hummed softly your favorite songs, and how content you were to merely sit on his shoulder. 

Megatron would often bring you to large forests so you could enjoy the nature he found you enjoyed. 

One day, when Megatron was on a comm with Soundwave discussing something, you decided to take off. You wanted to be back with the autobots- not to say that you even hated Megatron after everything you had learned. You ran through the forest, getting turned around almost instantly. 

Almost immediately, you were snatched up into the servos of a very furious mech. Megatron had a deep scowl on his face. 

“After I bestowed all of the knowledge I had upon you, did you really think I’d let you go?” Megaton squeezed you painfully tight. “Don’t worry, worm. I won’t make the same mistake with you twice.”

Megatron, secretly heartbroken that you’d try to leave after creating a bond, locked you in a cage hanging in his room- with no way to escape his clutches. You would never be allowed out unless Megatron was with you. His trust would be hard to earn back- maybe even take your lifetime.

[fl3ur3]

SAGAU IMPOSTOR

Gender neutral reader

Part 5

Red: Amber speaking

Blue: reader speaking

Green: Jean speaking

Warning: N/A

As Amber and I step outside the headquarters she asks ‘Should we grab something to eat before we start the tour, you must be hungry! On me of course!’ I nod only now noticing I hadn’t eaten for a while and was indeed quite hungry, we head towards the good hunter. I take a seat while Amber orders our food, after ordering she sits down.

‘Soooo…’ she begins while smiling deviously ‘How was it?’ I look at her confused ‘you know gliding all over Teyvay, it must’ve been amazing’ ‘oh uh yeah, it’s great you get such a beautiful view from up high’ ‘Ugh I wish I could just travel the world gliding all over meeting everyone’ ‘I’m sure Jean would let you take some time off yk’ ‘Yeah but, I couldn’t leave just like that! Mondstadt needs us outriders!’ Says striking a dramatic pose ‘Mhm true I’m sure you’ll see the works someday Amber’ I say smiling sweetly giggling softly.

Soon after our food arrives, Sara smiles sweetly then walks off, we eat in a comfortable silence. I let out a satisfied sigh ‘that was good’ ‘Sara never disappoints’ ‘Shall we begin the tour?’ I nod standing up. ‘Alrighty then! Follow me!’ ‘Well you probably already know everything but I’ll tell you anyway!’

‘You know Sara, she makes the BEST dishes in teyvat imo’ Sara smiles and waves at the mention of her name, ‘and here’s the cats tail, famous for its cat and tcg crowd’ as we walk further we reach ‘Hello dear traveler’ the adventurers guild ‘Hey kathryne, nice to finally see you in person!’ ‘Likewise traveler, please be safe on your journey’ she says handing me a small bag with mora, I thank kathryne as we walk along, greeting the blacksmith and flora along the way.

‘You must be getting tired, shall be head back?’ As if on command I yawn ‘yeah that’d be great, do you know anywhere I can stay for the night?’ ’im sure we have a place at the headquarters’ we head back as we arrive Jean emerges from her office.

‘Player and Amber! How was the tour?’ ‘Great! But they’re pretty tired out do we have anywhere they can stay?’ ‘Of course follow me’ Jean leads me to a room with a nice bed, ‘rest well dear player, and if you ANYTHING please find me in my office’ ‘Thank you Jean I will’ Jean nods as she leaves the room’ tired from the day I quickly drift off.

End of part 5

Note: I actually finished this part but then accidentally closed the app and had to rewrite the entire thing, sorry it took a month to get the next part out, I write when I have motivation which is hard to find sometimes.

Hope you enjoyed and see you in the next part <3

[mystermoose]

The country of cunning victors...is an anxious mess? 2

Part 1:

https://www.tumblr.com/mystermoose/735465215641124864/the-country-of-cunning-victorsis-an-anxious?source=share

Warning: Still long

Info: Carmedenon (you) sex: female age: 20s

You and your nation's royal family have landed on the nation where meeting is gonna take place, and as foreigners who never stepped foot off your borders. Everyone was excited!...

Well except for you.

After you guys boarded you haven't stopped shaking like hell, before you left you tried to escape the trip a few times. But unfortunately for you, you handpicked this family to be your monarchy for their intelligence, right from when their first ancestor managed to outsmart you of your challenges and riddles. The very reason why you made her your first queen. So ofcourse, they were one step ahead of you in every way, in true Carmedinian fashion.

"Carmedenon! Stop trying to escape this. I thought you and your princess talked and reached an agreement" your queen said getting tired of your shenanigans. "Yeah, I did. That is until I found out that the meeting is next week! Like what the heck guys! You didn't atleast let me mentally prepare myself for this life changing-...change! This is all too sudden for me" you said sinking on your seat in surrender.

"Um for your information, the meeting is still days away. We're only here early so that we could get to know the other world leaders. And hey, maybe even be tourists for a while" the crown princess said in her usual calm voice. You looked up to stare at her with an unimpressed look "I'm starting to think you guys just want a vacation from me than making connections"

"We are making connections, by enjoying the country!" she said as she pats your back. All too soon to your liking the plane has anounced that all were allowed to leave, and peeking through the window was a sight of your nightmares.

Outside the plane, were dozens of journalists with microphones and cameras flashing, all waiting, all for you. While you shrunk in horror, the royal family however are quite estatic of the welcome.

"Oh look at that Carmeden, a warm welcome! Feeling unhated yet?" your boss' daughter ask with a smile. "No, these are just humans showing us support, and like I said I-Im more concernedabout how the countries' feel about me. B-besides, don't you think this crowd is a little too much?!" you said as you look out to the literal sea of people outside the plane. There are so many of them, you fear that they'll break the barricades.

"The people are the refection of the nation, if they're not hostile towards you or us. Then it's a good sign that things will go well, so please stop worrying anymore" your queen stated as she gets ready to be greeted by the crowd. "Mom's right Carms, I heard your fellow nations are like stereotypes of their people. And I've read a bunch of stereotypes of this country and they seem really nice, so you'll be fine" the princess added as she herself gets ready.

"F-fine, but still...what's with this crowd?!" you exclaim as you motion to the window that has the best view of said crowd. "Well, you are an isolated country who refused to show herself for centuries. When nations like you suddenly decide to open up, of course journalists are gonna hyped about you!" she said as she grabbed your nervous hands and lead you to the plane door. "C'mon, we can't keep them waiting~"

"Wha-? Hey! What are you doi-" before you knew it, you were out the door overlooking the sea of journalists and the brightness of the flashing of their cameras. When all of you reached the bottom of the stairs, the interviews began. Of course them being the royal family, every journalist went to them first. And your monarchy being more extroverted than you, happily obliged.

Seeing this calmed you down a bit, thinking that as long as you can hide yourself and not let them see you. You'll be able to get out of here unnoticed as you are not willing to deal with this right now or ever. Unfortunately for you, it appears that the day just doesn't want to go your way. As a sudden question was thrown your way.

"Excuse me? Are you who I think you are?" you turned to stone. Quietly you asked "W-what do you mean?" a little scared. "Well it's just that your being a little too close to the royal family, and I assumed you were a relative until I realized you don't really share any features with them. Then I wondered if you were a politician, then I remembered no politician ever allowed to share a plan with royalty in your country. Which leads to one possibility left, are you Carmedenon?" Your voice too scared to come out, the princess answered for you.

"Yes, she is indeed. I'm sorry she's little shy" hearing the answer everyone wanted to hear, the crowd's attention suddenly diverted to you. Throwing questions at you left, right front and center.

'You've been isolated for years, why now have you decided to open up?'

'Was this planned? Have you been thinking about doing this all along? How long have you thought about it before actually doing it?'

'Ms. Carmedenon! Is it true that you were tricked by your monarchy to come to this trip? How do you feel about it now that you're here?'

So many questions from so many people asking all at once, as you stand there shaking.

"I-I uhm uh-" was all you could manage to say before you mentally stopped working and just stood there as still as a statue. You don't remember much from what happened, all you know is that now you're in your designated space with your boss scolding her daughter for answering the question and causing you to be bambarded until you mentally broke.

After that scene, you just cooped yourself up in your hotel room the princess didn't bother you so much this time tho. Feeling bad for what happened in the airport, especially when you all found out it was caught in live TV. So you spent the days before the dreaded meeting in your room, dreading it. Those countries probably saw how much of a fool you made yourself out to be. But no matter, you're here now and there's no turning back. Might as well mentally prepare, but no matter how much you do so. One thought never left your mind: 'I wanna go home...'

Then meeting day came, and your nerves are through the roof!

"Ugh, stupid cowlick...why won't you flatten down?!" you complained as you try your darndest to brush down the stubborn strand of hair that stood in the middle of your head, leaning to it's left. "Perhaps your hair is meant to be that way, didn't you say your older brother had that to?" her highness as she watches you try to make your hair look its best.

"You think so? Well doesn't really, matter because it looks silly and I don't want it to be seen during such a formal event" you said continuing your hopeless quest of fixing it. "Why are you wearing glasses? Are you trying to look professional?" she further commented. To which you shook your head.

"No that 's not it, I read from somewhere that glasses make people look harmless. I left a dangerous impression then, I want to make a friendlier impression now. Lets just hope conversations will never be about war" you said as you adjust said lenses on your face. Business suit worn, glasses on, the car is prepared, you were physically ready.

As for being mentally ready...is another story.

In a blink of an eye you are now in fron of the designated building, no one's around since you were super late due to you caring a little too much about your physical appearance in an attempt to look friendlier. And also the fact that you really didn't want to go and you stalled for a really long while until the queen demanded you to go.

Well you're here now, there's no going back. Especially considering the fact that you're ride immediately left after you stepped foot out the door.

"Elinor must've instructed them to leave immediately after I got out, so that I won't be able to do a 180 and leave. Now I'm really stuck here..."

Collecting yourself and swallowing your fear, you finally started walking to the building and look for the meeting room. As you anxiously make your way to the designated meeting room, anxiety starts eating you up.

'What are they like? Did they saw me on tv that day? What do they think of me now after that embarassing fiasco? Do they think less of me now? Well atleast that would mean they won't fear me for sure, but still I still want to be respected! That little show is like a "kick me sign" for mockery! Oh God, I don't think I'll be able to even leave my own room if that's the case...'

You stopped on your step and contemplated hiding somewhere in the building and just wait this meeting out, since leaving wasn't an option in courtesy of your queen. But then, different kinds of thoughts start taking over your mind.

'But...that would be a waste wouldn't it? Elinor did everything just to get us to this point, there was massive protest over opening up our borders and the media tho aggressive did seem excited for me finally opening up to the world. And seeing how fascinated Elinor and the others were about everything in this country...maybe they're right- no, they are right. We do need this, I need this!'

The more the though went on the more your resolve becomes stronger, your pace once shy and unsure became braver and a bit excited even.

'It's time I stop depriving my citizens from experiencing the rest of the world, it's not fair to them. And who knows? Maybe the other nations aren't actually as bad as I imagined them to be.'

Now infront of the door of your destination, you take a breath and placed your hand against the fine wood. With one final thought crossing your mind that caused you to push through with the change as you push the door open.

'Besides, this country has the best pancakes I've ever had!'

And right when you swung the meeting room's door wide open, booming with confidence. A plate of pasta came flying at your direction and hit the wall right next to your head.

Part 3:

https://www.tumblr.com/mystermoose/735852921789579264/the-country-of-cunning-victorsis-an-anxious?source=share

[koreanpepamadrigal]

hi y'all! happy opening 🎉 as a housewarming gift, i (yun, 20+, s/h) bring what the cat dragged in: miss KYUNG SEOYOUNG, your friendly neighbour grad student ta who you see more than the actual professor.

more under the cut, with both ims & discord available for plotting upon request! like this 4 plotting, and i'll come say hi! ♡

pre-sua: much like her parents, she stays unregistered. they're living a nice cushy life parading as humans, and they want the same for seoyoung. tell her to keep her mutation a secret, and she'll do fine.

and yk what, they're right! she's living the life! gets into her dream university after she graduates from high school, and even manages to date a nice guy!

and well…. attitudes towards mutants are changing. she lets him in on her little m-word secret, and everything's peachy keen- till she gets an internship and he doesn't.

that's when he lets slip to their school that she's a big bad. she's kicked out of the university, the government's on her ass, and it's on top of the news cycle for a week.

she spins it as best as she can; a dumb, silly girl who was of course getting around to registering when questioned by the relevant authorities--- it's not her fault she found out during finals season! there's interest in the case, and she capitalises off it in hopes the attention will mean lesser repercussions. she's just a girl who wanted to live a quiet normal life like everyone else, ok? :(

girlbossed, gaslit and gatekept (from university)

goes to show that dating men is probably the worst thing you can do to yourself

'lying is ok if it gets you what you want' - seoyoung, probably

anyway, sua opens its doors shortly after, and she gets back on track! she's more than happy to take the patch rash in exchange for a degree, thanks.

currently, she's pursuing a phd in one of sua's labs and regretting it... she's determined to stick it out, though, simply out of spite. her advisor may be the worst person to walk the face of the earth, but seoyoung's absolutely not giving her the satisfaction of quitting

for plotting's sake, i'll keep the classes she tas for pretty vague-- if they take a science class/lab, let's gaurrr. staff shortages also have her covering for unrelated classes, so it's really a toss-up re: whether she actually knows the content or not.

if u've read this far... send me a welcome msg w/ a science class ur muse would take and we can figure it out from there... i'll even throw in a funny seoyoung-esque email reply... ooo u wanna message me so bad 🌀🌀🌀

emails students back at 5am. uses emojis and thinks ‘😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭❓❓❓❓❓’ constitutes a proper reply. has fucky signoffs- if you ask her a dumb question, expect a: Why?, Kyung Seoyoung

serious serious ‘Sent from my iPhone’ energy

please don’t talk to her, she has no self control and will talk to you for 4h instead of getting work done.

is also a ra at yellow hall. if it comes down to the resident vs her free housing? she's picking the housing every time. doesn't care that much, though. just don't fuck around during her rounds and she'll close an eye to whatever.

takes weather-related requests and charges an arm and leg for it. if you want your first date to be sunny, be prepared to cough up for it per hour.

always tired, but also always awake.

will never miss an offer to drink and bitch about her advisor, and is quite possibly landsliding towards alcoholism.

connection ideas: late 20s and up squad... / undergrads who love her as a ta / undergrads who hate her as a ta / yellow hall residents / someone who pissed her off and is now being rained on 24/7 / someone who really wants x weather but isn't willing to/can't cough up the $$ to make it happen... they WILL be bothering her for it tho!

[wellthebardsdead]

The loved & the forgotten pt13

Part 12 here

———

Vivienne: *seated in the shamans house with the rest of the group as they fuss over him and his injuries* it’s not that bad Taliesin-

Taliesin: There is a HOLE! IN YOUR STOMACH!

Vivienne: there was one in my chest when I fell asleep and now it’s g-hHhone- ow that hurts! *whimpers as Taliesin cleans it so Storn can sew him back up*

Taliesin: Oh gods can you please just stop getting hurt for one day Vivi, you’re going to turn my hair grey!

Vivienne: I think you’d look quite nice with white ha-

Taliesin: Don’t. Even joke about that.

Vivienne: *giggles softly and hisses as Storn starts sewing up his wounds* is… everyone else okay?… I sort of… lost my mind when mora stabbed me I… don’t really remember anything.

Storn: oh yes, everyone’s fine thanks to you my friend. My daughters headed to raven rock to inform them of your victory. I imagine they’re all a bit rattled from those shockwaves you sent out fighting old herma mora. I swear we could feel the earth itself shake in your presence, I’ve never known one of a person who could hold such power.

Vivienne: it’s… not my power… it… was his…

Storn: his? Herma mora?

Vivienne: no… it belonged to Vivec but… even then it wasn’t rightfully his I… I saw him.

Kaidan: *looks up from his food* you… you saw Vivec? In apocryha?

Vivienne: *shakes his head* no I… saw through his eyes, his, memories… he was raised by a blind netchiman. I was raised by a blind fisherman. We both got abandoned as teenagers in some way or another… we both had to sell our bodies for money… but he… got saved by a very handsome mer, he had gold skin, white hair, he said his name was Neht…

Lucien: *suddenly chokes on his wine*

Inigo: *pats his back* you are meant to swallow not breathe it my friend.

Taliesin: *looks to them then back at vivi* what else did you see dear?…

Vivienne: I think he was in love with neht at some point they… they made love but… then I saw him… he… killed him. Vivec he… cut off his face I think?… but then I woke up and I was a baby.

Kaidan: oh aye, I’ve had one of those dreams before. Nothin more weird than seeing your grown self wearing a diaper being-

Taliesin: *glares at him*

Kaidan: oop… I’ll shut up now. *clears his throat* g-go on love.

Vivienne: I’d… just been born… vivec was holding me he… didn’t look well. He looked sick, and tired… so tired… he cut my cord with a knife and put me in a basket on his guar… I watched him collapse and bleed out in the Ashland’s before I woke up in apocrypha… im… sorry I brought miraak back with me… I couldn’t bring myself to kill him.

Taliesin: don’t apologise my love… if you trust he’ll behave himself then we trust you.

Kaidan: aye… but he’s still sleeping outside tonight for the shite he’s out you through.

*meanwhile outside*

Miraak: *seated under one of his dragons shivering* I deserve this.

*Meanwhile in Raven Rock*

Nerevar: *helping the councillor try to calm the towns people as they run about frantically trying to secure their homes and possessions terrified the mountain is going to erupt again thinking the shockwaves came from it* Please people calm yourselves, the mountain is not going to erupt-

Drovas Relvi: It’s because he brought that sharmat here with him! We’re all going to die he’s going to make the mountain erupt again!

Lleril Morvayn: Drovas! Hold your tongue and calm yourself! Lord Dagoth is not responsible for this-

Bralsa Drel: I-it’s not fair! The mines only just opened back up and now I’m going to lose everything again!

Voryn: Nobody is losing anything I assure you we will find the cause of all of thi-

Meden Maren: I-im not listening to the l-likes if you! Y-you’re the reason it blew in the first place-

Adril Arano: ENOUGH!

*silence*

Adril Arano: If I hear another insult towards lord dagoth or disrespect towards the Hortator the mouths responsible will find themselves eating rotten ash yams in a jail cell for the rest of their lives! We do not know what caused this! But we do know it was not the mountain! You are all safe. So please. Just be calm and allow us to handle this.

Frea: *suddenly emerges from the crowd holding a letter from her father and the chief* Greetings of the all father upon you. I am Frea of the Skaal, and I know of what caused these disturbances, but it is not a threat to any of you.

Nerevar: *steps forward and bows his head to her* greetings Frea, you know of what caused these tremors in the earth?

Frea: yes. It was the dragonborn. In his quest to defeat miraak he asked for our help, but we were all tricked by herma mora. The demon tried to kill my father but the dragonborn leapt in the way. His wounds would have killed any ordinary man, but all it did was awaken an inhuman rage within himself and he tore the beast to pieces, quite literally. *suddenly pulls a cloth from her pocket and unwraps it revealing half of one of Hermaeus moras eyes making everyone recoil in disgust*

Nerevar: *looks at it then at the letter as she hands it to him* the dragonborn?…

Frea: Yes. This letter is signed by our chief and my father as witnesses to his battle. He returned at sunrise with miraak as his prisoner, the threat looming over solstheim is now at rest.

Nerevar: *opens the letter and reads it before looking back at Voryn who nods to him* … *looks back at frea* what… is this dragonborns name? If you don’t mind me asking?

Frea: He calls himself Vivienne. But I heard old Herma Mora call him Vivec.

Everyone: *silence* …

Nerevar: *clears his throat and nods* I. Yes… thank you my friend for delivering us this message, um, councillor can you arrange some compensation for her travels?

Lleril Morvayn: I- oh yes of course. *gestures to Frea to follow him and leads her off to the councillors office*

Adril Arano: Well then. If that’s settled. Everyone please return to your dwellings. Everything is alright.

Voryn: *sighs watching the crowd disburse before pulling on his helm once more*

Sen Dres: *walks past him slowly* Tsk Tsk. All this time and all you’ll ever be remembered for is all the death you caused. *waves his hand to him as he walks off towards the temple* oh well.

Voryn: I was hypnotised by the heart of a dead god. You walk as a proud slaver and son to a traitor.

Sen Dres: … *stops in his tracks gritting his teeth, knowing he can’t say what he wants to with nerevar so close by*

Voryn: At least I may take solace in the fact I can rest my head at night and be forgiven still. I was given another chance by the good daedra to redeem myself. How you can sleep at all knowing how many people despise you though… I’ll never know… *glares at him with all 3 eyes glowing red in the fading light of the sunset as dusk finally falls*

Sen Dres: *huffs and storms off to the temple*

Nerevar: *watches him leave before looking up at voryn* we need to make sure we get to him before he does…

Voryn: chances are he’ll be arriving here in a few days, or even tomorrow for all we know… we need to keep our guard up…

Nerevar: …do you… know why he’s been attending the temple so much?…

Voryn: something wretched is afoot…

*meanwhile*

Sen Dres: *storms into the temple* Galdrus! *hurries over to the priest* You were right! He is vivec after all!

Galdrus Hlervu: You see~ my sources are never wrong my lord~

Sen Dres: *sighs* I always knew there was something… Godly about him but I could never put my finger in it…

Galdrus Hlervu: yes, quite. But I have something you’ll be greatly interested in~ I had to steal this from Elder Othreloths study after he locked it away in there. But I’m sure it’ll be of more use to you, especially when it comes to, wooing our ‘god’ to lend us his powers~ *opens a box revealing the ash mask of vivec*

Sen Dres: *has no intention of helping the priest get Vivi or his powers, wanting instead to keep him all to himself and just using Galdrus, unaware he’s being used just as much* gods- *gasps softly and carefully picks it up* oh, it’s him, it’s my vivi…

[todayisyourturntolose]

speedran tf outta this sooo here's the enby p1 fic

erm tw for maybe some in depth talk of body dysmorphia. rlly half of this is just my own thoughts abt myself just given to p1

also this isn't rlly proofread bcuz its 2 am rn and im tired af so if you seen any spelling errors. no u don't

also @strawbrygashez haaaai methinks you should read this

[platonic p1/p4 fic abt p1 coming out as nb bcuz im nb and i make the rules. sorrrry]

P1 couldn't stand to look at himself in the mirror. Especially when unclothed.

He couldn't stand seeing his thin figure, or the countless scars that littered his body. It seemed like no part of him was safe from some sort of cut or bruise.

What he hated the most, however, were the two flesh mounds on his chest. And even though they weren't large or easy to see from afar when he didn't wear a binder, just the mere thought of them was enough to make him almost gag.

All of this dysphoria didn't go well with his ongoing gender issues, either.

Did he feel like a woman? Hell no. ..Well, maybe sometimes? Being a bit feminine was nice, but he didn't do it very often. Did he feel like a man? ...Maybe? It was what he chose to identify as for almost his entire life, but now he was really doubting if he still felt like one.

At the same time, though, he didn't feel like he was either gender. He felt almost as if he was simply a body, one with no gender given to it.

This internal struggle ate away at him for what seemed like forever, and was made even worse by his already horrible mental health.

Despite all of this, he was finally able to come to a conclusion on how he felt.

He was neither. Not a man, not a woman, and, honestly, nothing in between. In his own eyes, he was simply just a person, someone who didn't feel like they were a specific gender.

Now, with all of that finally figured out.., how would he tell everyone else? On one hand, most of the Dudes were all very supportive of one another, and those who weren't entirely supportive still understood to an extent.

On the other hand, the idea of the others not understanding and even making fun of him for his identity still lingered in the back of his mind. There was a very slim possibility of it happening, but he still feared that it could occur.

The thought had worried him so much that he had avoided speaking to any of the other Dudes for almost an entire week. He only ever saw them if he went downstairs, and even then, he would try to avoid making eye contact with any other Dude.

But before the week had ended, he realized that he couldn't keep his feelings to himself forever. (even if that's what he usually did)

After a bit of narrowing down his options, he decided that there was only one person he could tell without feeling entirely ashamed of himself.

It was P4.

He had a greater bond with P1 than any other Dude, and the two would frequently speak to each other in private quite frequently. Despite P4's age, he understood exactly how P1 felt, and had a solution to nearly all of P1's problems.

So, after giving it some thought, he mustered up the courage to ask P4 to talk privately. He passed the older man in the hall and tapped his shoulder, simply signing, "Can we talk?"

It took P4 a quick second to process the question, given his understanding of ASL was still a bit low, but he nodded and responded with "Sure, whenever you're ready to."

P1 signed "Now, please", and P4 nodded once again, following the other man to his room.

P1 locked the door behind them once they were both in his room. P4 sat down and put his back to the wall, while P1 chose to stand at the door.

"So, what're we here to talk about?" P4 said after a bit of silence.

Almost instantly, P1 could feel his chest tighten. His heart seemed to skip a beat once he realized that he was about to vomit his bottled up feelings to another person.

He began to wring his hands, looking at the ground.

"I'm not too sure how to phrase this, but..."

"I've been doing some.. thinking recently.. about myself and how I feel, and.."

He slowly raised his head up, looking at P4.

"If I tell you this, you won't freak out and get mad about it, right?"

P4 frowned. "Hey, I'd never get mad at you for anything. Whatever it is, I'm sure I can at least understand a little bit."

P1 sighed, a bit relieved at his response.

"..So, I've been thinking about who I am for a while now, specifically about my..gender..and.." He went silent, looking back down and beginning to pick at the skin on his face.

"Hey, if you don't want to continue talking, it's totally fine. We can stop right now if you're not comfortable."

P1 shook his head. "No..no, it's fine. I'm just..trying to figure out how I should say this.."

He took a deep breath, eyes still looking at the ground.

"I not..a man. I not a woman, either. I don't have a specific gender, I guess. Really, I'm just a person, if that makes sense. I don't like the way my body looks, and I don't like being perceived as a gender just because of it."

The room was silent for an uncomfortable amount of time, which made P1 worry even more.

"It's alright if you don't accept me, I just thought I could get it off of my chest without being judged and-"

He stopped once he saw P4 stand up and walk over to him, thinking he was about to get walked out on.

Instead, P4 simply wrapped the other man in his arms, pulling him into a hug.

P1 tensed up, hands at his side. His mouth hung agape, and his eyes widened.

"I understand. I understand completely. I'm not going to hate you just because of how you feel. Hell, I never have hated you, and I never will. Whatever it is that you identify as, I'll support you, no matter what."

And here comes the waterworks.

P1 felt a tear drop, and didn't bother to stop it. He sobbed into the older man's shoulder,and his hands made their way there as well. P4 patted his back as P1 uttered several "thank you"s.

After a good minute or so, P1 moved his head away from P4's shoulder, wiping his face with his own sleeve.

"Fuck, I must look horrible right now." He finally said, giving the other man a slight smile.

P4 pulled away, ruffling P1's hair and smiling back at him. "Not at all."

They stood in silence for a few seconds, neither person not really knowing what to say.

"So, uh, what do I call you now? Is Dude still alright?" P4 said.

P1's smile widened slightly. "Yeah, Dude is still alright. But, I'd prefer if you used 'they' instead of 'he' when you talk about me, if that's ok."

"Got it. So, you want me to tell the others? I don't want this to just be between us, and have them talk about you incorrectly." P4 walked past P1, putting his hand on the door knob.

P1 walked over to him. "Yeah, I think now is a good time to. I'll just stay in here while you do it."

P4 turned the knob, but stopped when P1 suddenly pulled him in for another hug.

"Sorry, I'm just...glad that you support me.."

He pulled away, and P4 grinned. "No need to apologize! It's common decency, really."

"Let's just hope these assholes can understand.." P4 muttered as he opened the door and walked out.

P1 closed the door, sighing in relief.

Being understood felt nice.

[g-gurokisses]

ive been okay !!! truly lots of changes :P .. i found someone that actually likes me as much as i like him lol. we spend all our time together,, we both get jealous when we hang out w our friends but its okay cuz we js call right after. its like finally i am not the only one doing the obsessing..

its so nice it doesnt even feel like im obsessed!!! cuz so is he :P. at first i thought it wld just fade on his end as it usually does, and then i thought id feel smothered and want him gone but.. its been like four months i think and were still the same.

the only thing i wld change is if i could just finally make it Oficial lol. but, im waiting for certain things to fall into place for that first. still cant wait tho :3

i like him so much.. i love him So much. its funny, ive never met someone so normal yet so weird. he gets everything i say but he doesnt get it like i do,, but he gets it in a way nobody ever has before. he gets me,, its like he knows me yk?. i hope we get far, i dont ever wanna be away from him.

– く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡

Thank you for sharing this with me!!

Oh this is wonderful, just wonderful!! I'm so happy to hear that my dear! Success stories are always the best part of this blog! This truly warms my heart ♡

Doesn't it feel amazing to finally feel loved and understood, even when you thought you'd never get love? It's amazing!! And I hope anyone who reads this realizes that time and patience will get you far, everyone finds someone eventually!!

Frankly I also had my phase where I thought I was unlovable, or that relationships weren't for me. I even thought, for a moment, that friendships could replace relationships! People who have been following me for a while and read my posts a lot might remember that... Quite embarrassing when I look back now! Tehehehe~

Now of course, that might very much be the case for some, and there's nothing wrong with that, but for yearning and love-filled people like me that just doesn't cut it!

Now you know what it's like to have someone who genuinely loves you! Someone who needs you and is infatuated just like you! My dear beloved and I are often too much for the average person, but we're perfect for each other. I've never had someone be exactly what I wanted like that, and I'm guessing you feel the same!!

That is to say, I'm so happy for you!!! And I wish you both the absolute best, even tho I already know you're starting off by a great start!! I can sense this relationship will do wonders for you.

And for the rest of my dear lovely readers, don't give up! Know your worth, know how much your love is valuable and NEVER settle for someone who underappreciates you. Communication is key, but if you ever feel unwanted and unloved and talking doesn't work; Please, put yourself first. You don't owe anyone anything, and that inclues you too.

As someone who was stuck in a tiring and unreciprocated friendship for years, I regret not realizing how little that person cared about me.

Remember, the right person will never make you feel inadequate!!

But most importantly, remember that I LOVE YOU~ ♡♡

[jesusbutbetterrr]

Hi Jesus !!! Use this ask as ur personal ticket to dump about whatever you want! I wanna listen!!!

ok so this is mainly just gonna be about makeup and shit bc it's one of my favorite things. So like half of this is issues I have and then the other half is my screaming about stuff. The yelling is first, issues at the bottom. All below cut

We need to start normalizing colors in every day makeup.

"You look like a clown!" Good, did I scare you?

It kinda breaks my heart to see someone decide against a blue eyeshadow look because it's "too much" or whatever. I hate the amount of times I've been complimented on my makeup for looking "so natural" I get it's said in nice intentions, but my goal was drag queen low-key.

Also I want people to feel free to try out different things with makeup, it's not something you need to look alive or shit. It's too put on for fun and to look cool and awesome and express yourself.

You like that color? Go paint half of your face with it!!! (Ok I feel like it just should be said tho, do not paint your whole face in black, just don't)

You love glitter? Put it everywhere!!

Fan of a certain shape? Like doodling? By the gods, try out graphic liner!!!!!

WEAR BLACK LIPSTICK.

just wear it, I feel like we need to do that more

APPLY SHIT WITH YOUR FINGERS

FUCK THE DIRECTIONS

ok maybe don't do certain shit tho, like please don't put stuff in places if it says not to. Don't ask me about pressed pigments, it's literally just eyeshadow that could possibly land cosmetic companies into lawsuits, that's why when they add pressed pigments into eyeshadow palettes they tell you not to put it near your eyes. I hate to tell you, but it's going near my eyes. Almost on a daily basis. Chose your own journey.

USE PRODUCTS FOR MORE THAN JUST THE INTENDED PURPOSE

CHOSE THE BOLD LIP COLORS, THE CRAZY EYE LOOKS, THE HARSH CONTOUR, THE CRAZY EYEBROWS, THE HEAVY BLUSH, THE EXTREME EYELINER

ENJOY YOURSELF DAMN IT

MAKEUP HAS NO GENDER ITS FUCKING POWDERS, LIQUIDS, AND CREAMS

um I feel like I got most my ideas out.

SUPPORT THE COOL ASS INDIE BRANDS AND SHIT.

YOU DONT NEED EXPENSIVE MAKEUP

I mean if its something really cool and specific to the brand and everything checks out for it to be good, go ahead, treat yourself.

DO WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL GOOD AND HAPPY WITH IT

For the issues n stuff:

I have an issue with a lot of tiktok makeup trends due to the fact that half of them are the same thing with maybe one or two changes to them, but suddenly everyone has to 'jump on' to the trend even tho they did the same thing three videos ago.

I'm also tired of a lot of the clean girl shit simply because a lot of the people who do it make it seem like that is the only way makeup should be done. Like the whole idea that makeup should be natural or made to look just like skin or whatever is bull shit to me simply because the people who say that tend to like push the idea instead of just kinda bring it up. Im not saying everyone does, but there are a lot who do.

Another issue I have is like a lot of fancy ass brands and shit. Like a lot of these brands will release new things like eyeshadow palettes and it's only like 6-24 or so of the same nude/neutral colors that can be found in so many other palettes. I just don't really see the point in it. Also like half the time I see people paying like more than half a lower class pay check for a cosmetic product that preforms just about as well as a makeup kit from Claire's. Like what's the fucking point.

I don't like the fact that we're in the year 2024 and people sit dont widen the shade ranges for darker skin tones and shit. Im glad we're learning about all the different undertones for people and all that, but like for the love of god, can y'all quit making a total of 4-6 shades for dark skin colors and also stop making them all warm toned. I will say though, there are brands starting to get better, but I'm so tired of seeing a foundation go viral only for a POC to not find their own shade in that product.

This also goes for things outside of foundation or concealer. Face powders, bronzers, contour, blushes, lipsticks even. Like this issue goes past the more basic things. This is why I literally hate hearing about Charlotte Tilbury's pillow talk lipstick. "But what about pillow talk medium?" It can burn in hell. Also like seeing POC only have about one or two blush choices half the time is more than disappointing. The darkest bronzer of a new product that could literally be used as face powders for them, actually depressing.

Anyways yea, I feel like I've gone on long enough, people need to widen the shade ranges, it's actually not that hard.

[fandomz-brainrot]

Masterlist

The big bad masterlist of my fanfics! I don't know exactly how tumblr works so it looks a bit messy (please explain to me how to make it look nice like the other masterlists)- feel free to send me requests!

🕸Old works🕸

(Things from before this blog)

Guardian Angel (Haruo Koga x Male Reader)

☂️The Umbrella Academy☂️

⚰️Wednesday⚰️

👹Stranger Things👹

🔪Scream Franchise🔪

[moonstonedrawsrandomly]

The Birth of the Church of Hope 0

Noelia was trekking home with one of her new followers, Nonojul . Since she was way too tired to teleport them back to the Cult, they had to trek the way they came from. It was a long way back through the defeat that she left behind. Red hat wasn’t at all too pleased with this unlike Nonojul. Nonojul was quite talkative during their trek. A bright bubbly personality, something that Noelia was wishing she still had, was making this trip a lot more bearable. Unlike the red hat.

“Oh god, will you shut up? Be quiet like a good little follower?!?”

“Red Crown, be nice will ya?”

“He goes on and on about nothing! Can be really be a good follower?”

“How about you shut your mouth before I SHUT IT FOR YOU!?!?”

Noelia shouted. She was already looking pretty tired. She is, in fact, mortal. With moral little baba feelings. Nonojul was quiet as she spoke to her hat. Then she turns her gaze to him.

“Please, continue talking about the clouds, ignore him. So what’s these clouds? Culu-“

“Cumulonimbus!”

“Ah”

She said. And speaking of clouds, the rumblings that she thought were her stomache were coming from the sky at that time. It made her uneasy. They still have a bit to go, and Noelia didn’t like lightning or getting caught in that.

“Oh you heard about that storm coming? It’s a huge storm that will take out a lot of bridges”

Nonojul said. They had to quicken the pace.  With him following behind, it was going to be risky. The risk was doubled when the happen upon a group of people who were sat by themselves. They didn’t even notice them passing.

“Wait please!”

“We’re friendly! Please don’t hurt us, we have kids!”

Noelia and Nonojul came down to see what was the fuss. What was going on. There were at least 3 adults, two accompanying children. The oldest looked middle aged, and the youngest was an infant.

“Please, we are refugees from a Cult. The leader went insane and started killing children for their sacrifice!”

The male bunny said

“To protect our children, we had to leave, he was a menace. A big storm is coming, we have nowhere to go. Please help us!”

The female cuthulu said. Nonojul looked at her.

“Didnt you say you had a small cult?”

He said. Noelia looked at him, but was interrupted by her hat.

“Nonsense! We need strong members for our cult. These are the rejects! Let’s move on lamb”

Nonojul rejected that.

“You can’t just leave them out here, they have kids and such, they are vulnerable to this world!”

“Hush you! We are taking YOU on a whim”

Nonojul grabs her shoulders

“Oh great leader, what do YOU want? After all this is your cult.”

Nonojul had his hand removed by her

“Two things, 1, please don’t put your hand on my body without permission.”

“I-im sorry”

It seemed like her mind was made up.

“And 2, carry the babies, we’re all going to the…the…”

She just realized that her cult didn’t even have a name, she quickly thought of one though…

“THE CHURCH OF HOPE! Yes, now let’s hurry back before the storm comes. If you fall behind, we will not come back for you”

“Yes! Thank you!”

“Let’s hurry”

Everyone picked up their things, the group thanked them for taking them in. Despite Noelia ignoring the red crowns instructions, she became more bold with her demands. She knew that she needed to make more changes before she could fully get ahold of her cult- well, I guess her Church now...

The storm came just as she finished building the medical station and the last house. The male of the group and the other woman came to her and kneeled

“Thank you oh gracious leader! Thank you for protecting my family, we are forever in your debt”

“Many thanks”

Red crown looked on.

‘Definitely from a cult, they have etiquette. I guess she made a good choice.’

“Your fine for now. Do you work? Do you have an occupation?”

She asked. She pulled up a stool.

“Because if you do, you have some staying power, as the cul-Church is very young”

“I am a local doctor from the cult”

“And I am a seamstress…maybe not as useful to you”

Noelia thought about that

“I have use of the doctor…but the seamstress…there has to be something bc or you to do…”

Red hat speaks up

“Doesn’t your “Church” need uniforms? Outfits? For daily life?”

Noelia blinked.

“You know what? We do! Do you know how to make cloth into fabric?”

“I do, but it takes a while”

“If your willing to teach, the doctor as well, you both can stay”

Noelia gets up

“There are a few rules to our cult, but I will inform you when the storm has passed. There, you will have your first meal with your new members of this church. Please don’t give me any trouble. Good night”

They both bowed.  Then red crown stopped

“What about the other one? You haven’t assigned her anything?”

“…wait, you didn’t see? Why do you think I gave them a bigger house? She’s with child!”

“Oh! Well then!”

“Yes, we will assign her when she is ready. She has her hands full with a newborn already.”

She said as they walked away from the house. She returns to the temple, where she lives and she puts the red hat down.

“Okay, I know I stepped on your toes for a bit. I’m sorry. But Nonojul made a very good point. I am the leader of this cult. This church is mine…however, we pray to the one who waits. They are not subservient to him, they are to me. In order to convince them to pray to him, we have to work together. Okay?”

Red crown sighed.

“Your not the first person to wear me and say that. You ARE the first person to go against what I said. However, I will work with you under one condition”

“Make it reasonable”

“You and I need to spend time alone. I’m always on someone’s head. It gets stuffy up there. I am a tool for self destruction! A weapon of mass genocide…yet I want to rest as well…you understand?”

“Okay, Red ha-“

“And stop calling me that!”

“What do you want to be called”

“I don’t know! Just not red hat!”

“Give me a bit, I’ll give you a name…how about…Bonbon! I’m just kidding, give me a bit?”

She said as she placed him on the little desk in the back. After the storm settled for the night in its strength, Noelia came back with a big smile on her face.

“I have a name for you”

“Oh, cool.”

“What do you think of…Hades? Like the god of death in that old gods book? You don’t like it”

Red hat looked at her. An actual good name. A thoughtful name.

“I…it’s a nice name”

He couldn’t hide his excitement. Noelia could see through him.

“Alright! Well, get some sleep Hades!”

She said as she closes the door to her room. Hades looked out the window.

“This one you picked, this lamb, might even surpass you one day, Narinder”

TBC

[hekkoto]

Hello my darklings!

Here I come with lil post with update cause I feel like you deserve to know how things are going and why lately Im barely online

My main issue is my poor mental health, I again struggle with constant, daily suicidal thoughts. Im kinda used to this as I struggle with this since I was teen, when I was kid they werent daily at least. They stopped like 2 or 3 years ago but now they are back. Its really hard to live like this but I try to keep going, no matter how much it hurts. In case you dont know – I suffer from borderline which means Im constantly jumping between very strong emotions and my actions are often reckless. Usually you can see me being super euphoric but also very depressed. Lately those depressive moments started to be very long and harder than usually. Adding awful heatwave we had since few weeks it caused me to be on edge of giving up. Here I want to thank a lot everyone who was leaving nice comments or talking with me and trying to cheer me up, I know it might be tiring that I keep saying Im worthless and such but thats how I feel. Im not used to people being so nice to me, really thank you, you are saving my life. I would love to be able to ask for help but sadly Im not, I feel like Im burden to everyone. Its something I need to work on, it will take some time but sadly for now Im still struggling with this. But Im always super grateful for everything you do <3

In last days I sleep a lot, like up to 18 hours per day, right now Im not sure if thats cause of my chronic fatigue or depressive state. Im also wasting a lot of time watching lets plays from The Binding of Isaac: Repentance cause its my comfort game and it really helps me. So yeah, I barely do anything.

I struggle a lot with substance abuse, starting from overdosing antidepressants constantly just to survive, I also drink and such. Im aware its bad, Im aware that I cross the line but Im doing it to go through those days. I will try my best to limit this when I will feel better, when I wont need this to stay alive.

Here I want to apologize my Patrons, Im so so so sorry that in last months I dont post most of promised stuff and a lot of things are late ;-; and I want to thank you a lot for still being here, I cant express how happy I am. I promise that when I will feel better everything will be on time, I will also give you some bonus for your patience <3

Please, give me some more time to sort things out. I know that the best thing for me now would be therapy but sadly Im not able to afford this. I will ask my psychiatrist to prescribe me therapy so if in some magical way I will have money I will be able to start it. I start to consider asking my parents for this but honestly? They spend 1000PLN every month just on my meds, they also pay for my doctors, from time to time my mom goes with me to do lil shopping of hygienic stuff and home supplies and pays for everything. They also pay for my flat and all the bills. So yeah... they already spend a lot on me and I feel so bad about this and asking for more feels awful. But if this is something I need to stay alive I guess I have to...

My physical health isnt the best too, I suffer from quite bad pains of joints and muscles. I have bigger dose of meds for this but its still not perfect. Also on days when heatwave hits Im kinda trapped in my house, I cant go outside when its super hot cause its dangerous for me

Thanks to your support and my husband's help things arent super bad yet, thankfully I was able to not go back to self harm and my suicidal thoughts are just thoughts an Im not doing anything to actually kill myself. Without you... welp, I would be dead

I plan to use the best my time when Im feeling fine, I wanna draw and record a lot. So yeah, for now I cant promise any time when stuff will be there but I will do it. I will be working on one project which is very important for me, you will see it soon [I hope haha]. Right now I will focus on commissions and stuff for Patrons so if you wait for something from me – it will be there soon <3

Thank you a lot for your patience and love, you are awesome <3 I dont know how long it will take for me to get better but I will keep fighting and hopefully at some point I wont suffer so much. My past was awful and it damaged me a lot, fixing it will be very long and hard but I must stay strong. I will keep fighting and perhaps I will be able to make my dreams come true

Love ya, Hekkoto

[vattasref]

Putting all my RP blog OOC stuff into posts now for mobile accessibility

this post is linked on my RP blogs now for ease of access, if you got here from one of those, hi!

please don't be on my RP blogs if you're not 18+!!

you should already know I'm Vatta. I'm in my 30s. I've been on the Tumblr RP scene for somewhere just over 10 years as of 2024 (I've been roleplaying on different platforms for alot longer), I've had ALOT of blogs, mostly Homestuck, a couple OCs, all of my blogs had my name in the bio

currently active blogs:

@catboii - fandomless OC, humanoid shapeshifter, cult vibes, violence/murder/cannibalism/abuse tws, well established (7 years old?) but my pages are a bit of a mess, is currently MIA, is overall friendly if you're nice to it!

Homestuck:

@davepetea - post-game Davepetasprite^2, heavy bird and cat pun usage and some eyestrain, is VERY friendly and loves everyone

@solxrated (sideblog to Catboii) - (not very active) Sollux, Davepeta's moirail, same timeline, mostly just ironically rates computer setups

@hemopseudo - (not very active) Speciesswap (Troll Dave Strider) Devino Stryyd living on Beforus, some mild hemoism but it's more political than murdery so I'll avoid it unless it comes up in conversation, which'll be tagged as "hemoism", pretty mid in the friendliness department but will riff off your muse's energy

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I'm GMT+0 so my timezone doesn't link up to most of your guys' and I'll be getting online while you guys get into bed, or I'll be getting offline as you guys start getting on. I work Sun-Wed, and am usually quite tired when I get home, so won't be on much on those days

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NONE of my OOC info is a mandatory read, unless there is something specific you want to know! I will try and keep everything simple, the TL;DR is in bold, the rest is just expanding on each point

first and foremost!! I'm very active OOC, which means I'm constantly adding OOC notes to my muse's posts #((,#in brackets like this,#)), if this breaks your immersion and you don't like it, fair enough! I'm not to your taste. I'm on the autistic spectrum and then some so I REALLY like to make everything clear and make sure my muses don't get misinterpreted because of me

I'm neurodivergent so please be patient with me, but if you wanna clarify anything or chat about anything, please know you can drop into IMs ANYTIME (with the ((brackets)) if you're on an RP blog to let me know it’s OOC, otherwise I will assime it’s IC, even if you're unquirked...)

I have no major triggers but want anything relating to pedophilia kept FAR away from me, if your muse is a victim and mentions their trauma that's fine, as long as it's not glorified/positive. this doesn't extend to like ddlg kinks etc but it does squick me out a bit so I have some related terms blacklisted

online interaction unless otherwise discussed! some tips on how you can start interactions with any of my muses is over here

will interact with pretty much any fandom/OC, not picky, even if I don't know the fandom (it's like 10x funnier if I have NO idea who the character is)

PLEASE no personal blog (direct interactions, follows and rbs of non-original posts are ok if you're a mun following from your personal) or RL person RP blogs (characters they play are fine)

no kink/smut/purely nsfw blogs please

(doesn’t include more adult themed muses that aren’t *completely* porn and smut, so if I follow you first/back then we good, I may follow and interact on the sideblog just to keep it off main, Davepeta fucks I just don’t want porn to be the only thing on my dash lol)

not mutual exclusive! please feel free to chat with muse anytime! all posts are open to replies even if someone specific is @-ed if your muse has a comment they wanna make!

I'm mobile sometimes but I've worked out how to get Xkit Rewritten to work on mobile, so I can cut posts, but I prefer using the app sometimes bc of the minimalism of it (I'll scroll and write posts in the app, save to draft, then cut in the browser, I'll make my own little tut eventually), but I can't be bothered to queue from mobile app so sometimes I might spam post a little. if it gets to like 4-5 posts in a minute I'll just switch over to browser though

I'm here for fun and fun only! I do love a bit of angst but if you wanna go down that route we'll need to do some OOC communication first bc if I'm in the wrong headspace it can bring me down and no one wants that unsolicited (unless that's what your muse is about, then I'll be expecting it you're all good)

IC =/= OOC... most of my muses are not human and sometimes are immortal. the base media (eg Homestuck) is also problematic in ways that I can't avoid. I like to explore the thought processes of things like being on a planet you didn't grow up on, or being immortal when you previously weren't. this is completely fictional, although I do actively try to avoid anything that could be problematic, unless it's realistic, which I will tag OOC

[ulteriorm0tiv3s]

₊˚⊹🍀﹕reader scared of balloons and fireworks﹒˚₊

❧ pairing: cream unicorn x reader, red velvet x reader (gender neutral)

❧ genre: fluff

❧ requested by: anon

❧ notes: ty 4 requesting !! this prompt was pretty nice to write bc im also scared of these thingz lol ☠️ i also decided 2 do balloons 4 cream uni and fireworks 4 red velvet coz i thought one would fit better with the other 🕊 but again tyty 4 the req, hope u enjoy :}

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~💜 cream unicorn 💜~

🦋•˖* when they first invited you to cookieland, everything was fine at first; you were enjoying yourself.

🦄•˖* however, when a small celebration was announced, you became a little nervous, which made them a bit worried.

🦋•˖* whenever decorations were being put up, you were cautious around balloons.

🦄•˖* “(y/n)? are you alright? you’ve been acting quite nervous while we decorate..” they would question you about it as nicely as they could.

🦋•˖* you would give cream unicorn very simple and untruthful responses such as “im fine!” or “it’s nothing, don’t worry!”

🦄•˖* your responses only made cream unicorn worry more and more. you were clearly nervous about something, and you weren’t telling them what.

🦋•˖* everything was going as planned until the event you dreaded most had eventually happened - a loud pop nearby.

🦄•˖* the closeness of it scared you even more, causing you to grasp onto whatever was close to you (which so happened to be cream unicorn).

🦋•˖* this alarmed cream unicorn, they had finally found out why you were so nervous. “(y/n), are you scared of balloons?” they spoke with a soft tone, trying to comfort you. you nod, glancing over to the area where the balloon popped.

🦄•˖* “tell me things like this sooner, please. i want to make sure you’re comfortable and happy in cookieland.” cream unicorn understood your fear and had the balloons replaced with streamers instead. with the balloons being gone, the both of you could decorate in peace.

~🔥 red velvet 🔥~

❤️•˖* the cookies of darkness had yet again claimed another victory.

🍰•˖* the squad was trying to think of ways to celebrate their glorious domination, but everyone hated each other’s ideas.

❤️•˖* “what about fireworks? everyone loves fireworks,” licorice spoke, tired of everyone’s indecisiveness.

🍰•˖* the mention of fireworks made your skin crawl. “fireworks?? can’t we do something more chill like— i don’t know, game night maybe?”

❤️•˖* “we did game night last week!” licorice groaned. the two of you started bickering about the event, just like before.

🍰•˖* “how about we vote?” “lame, but deal. all in favor of fireworks, raise your hands!” you felt like this was pointless, but if there was a chance for fireworks to be ruled out, then you were taking that chance.

❤️•˖* pretty much everyone raised their hand except you and red velvet. it was everyone against the two of you. so great, fireworks were chosen. you began to panic, but you felt something nudge you. “don’t like fireworks?”

🍰•˖* it was red velvet, “i have a quiet place that can block out the noises. minus the barking of the cake hounds, that is.” that must’ve been why he himself didn’t agree with the fireworks. his cake hounds feared them too.

❤️•˖* you felt a little better about the situation now. later on, red velvet had taken you (and his hoard of cake hounds) to a small bunker-like area. it was pretty comfy in there, and you couldn’t hear anything outside. the occasional bark of the cake hounds startled you, but it was better than fireworks.

🍰•˖* while everyone was popping fireworks outside somewhere, you and red velvet were comfortably just relaxing with a bunch of cake hounds and snacks.

[robobarbie]

ROBO. IMPORTANT QUESTION.

can we please. PLEASE. get a random nice thought for the li’s… + onionbitch

i need c r u m b s im begging

Nightowl -- his hair is actually quite fluffy, despite being violently bleached. Not because of any hair care products, though. He's just stupidly lucky

Quest -- he can make the perfect cup of tea, and no one knows why. He doesn't even really drink tea. But it impresses everyone he happens to make a cup for

Toaster -- they sing in the shower. Like. Belting style. It's actually impressive how high their range is in a hot shower

Xyx -- he never let's you take the trash out. That's his job. Even if hes dead tired, he always does it for you. Idk why

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Onion -- he will absently draw a shitty stick figure on the edges of paper while he's thinking. All of his notes from school are covered with the same weird dude. It's cute