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[alienrascal]

Thinking of officially leaving twitter, it's never been much of a healthy place for me and since bsky it getting off the ground- I could probably just move the rest there. And mainly post here/on fa and discord.

Thinking about finally doing the jump, I don't take many commissions and any comms are usually through toyhouse 🤔

[squatchathor]

Odysseus: “Then I’ll become the monster” 😔

The 43 Bois: “YASS KING YASS HE IS THE MAN-MADE MONSTER” 🗣 🗣 🗣

Odysseus: does something monstrous

The 37 bois: 👁👄👁

[disabled-battlekukku]

fang at 4 am: i should get some water

fang in his head: i can't because amy rose will be at. the fridge

[rebisrot]

the eternal battle between "alex was a nice person before all this happened as evidenced by the clips we have of him" vs "he's always been a little shit delage style baby"

[corvidexoskeleton]

In season 2 they need to give norm maclean his own large raider husband to carry his tiny ass around bridal style

[bruciemilf]

Positively bonkers for a spoiled brat, 20 something Bruce being booted to farmer Clark Kent to "make an honest boy" out of him

Luckily, Thomas' old college friend, John Kent, thinks his boy might help Brucie Wayne just fine. (He's totally not playing matchmaker, nossir

After those horrible rumours he spread about Local Saint (TM) and family friend Carmine Falcone, there was no way but down. " He's a crook, scheming, fake mobster trash and you KNOW that!"

" Bruce; It's one thing to be nasty. It's another to be nasty towards others." Thomas and Martha are at the end of their rope; Their baby is adorable, but they can't enable his behaviour more than they already have. " Now you're going to be nice and not DIFFICULT, so Alfred can stop chewing us out, okay?"

oh bruce is hot and fuming silently, but Thomas and Martha are long gone, their Corvette vanishing in Smallville's golden dust.

" Thanks for this." hissing like a disgruntled kitten, Bruce easily picks up his bags.

Clark hums, says he'll do good work around the stables with those arms after all, and Bruce raises an eyebrow. Snorts. " You're funny. It's good to know you're funny,"

and Clark IS smiling (and ofc the bastard has the prettiest most heart melting smile, too) but it inspires no humor.

"... You're serious."

" Like Mother's Day."

" Okay, this won't take long. So, how much? Papa didn't leave me enough, I only have like, a couple thousands on my card, but is that gonna buy your silence on me bailing out of here? I have a spa appointment in, -"

" I don't think the rats in the barn can do your nails, but we can try."

"...Rats?"

" You know, those things with long tails and big teeth?"

" Very funny," Bruce is DISTURBED. '' Well I can't go anywhere in half of what I brought. Shame."

Something about that glare tells him he should stop talking and Bruce isn't good at that, but he makes an effort.

He looks around; It's an adorable house really. Looks almost identical to one of those dollhouses he played with as a kid.

" Cute place. Really elegant for the budget. But where are you gonna stay?"

Clark is amused; Albeit a little, but amused none the less. " There's a nice shoe box around here. I'm sure I'll fit there if I'm stubborn enough."

" ... No way."

" Yes way."

" But - but, there's only ONE shower?! Only one bathroom? I can't live like this!"

Clark shrugs his ridiculously toned shoulders and points to the barn, " Your second option isn't looking too hot, darlin'. " Then leaves Bruce alone, a blushing mess of satin shirt and muddied shoes.

He screams, " I HATE YOU!" To the trail of tires that left him in that horrible place before driving off back to Gotham, to their sweet Rosé and designer clothes and his beloved Alfred. Only for a few minutes. " ... I didn't mean that!"

At least the ducklings are cute. He fails at most chores, but he plays with them and tries to sneak them into the house, " Because it IS cold for them, CLARK!"

[miintii-lxxvi]

yesterday felt so slow and yet not that slow i think?? idk anyway cave game sketches and doodless

edit (9/12/24): forgot a couple tags

[giantkillerjack]

Uh-oh! You are like, SOOO awkward!!

You're so awkward that it is occasionally mildly uncomfortable for people!

You're so awkward that sometimes people are confused by you and then there are awkward silences!

You're so awkward ...... that ultimately no one is harmed!!

Oh damn!!! What a vile crime you have committed! What an unforgivable thing it is to make a fellow human briefly confused!

Why, if *I* were ever briefly confused and kind of uncomfortable as a result, I'd be devastated.... by the absolute net zero change in my happiness and health! - From which I might never recover!! Yes indeed! No punishment can ever be enough for you!!

So you better absolutely hate yourself for it.

Better be SO MEAN to yourself about every single missed social cue so you don't forget your horrible crime! Meaner than you'd ever dream of being to someone else for the same thing! This is YOUR responsibility!

You need to show the world that you KNOW you are bad by punishing yourself constantly! After all, think of all the people who BENEFIT from you punishing yourself! - No, really! Think about it! Think about who benefits from your pain.

Think of alllllll the definitely-good people that your definitely-necessary self-torment definitely helps! I mean, you can't just cut off their definitely-life-sustaining supply of your suffering, right?? Sure, everyone else has a breaking point, but you're probably the only person in human history who doesn't, right? Best not to question it probably. Sure, it's a symptom that billions of people with trauma have had, but who knows? You could be a one-in-seven-billion exception. Anything's possible!

Instead, better just accept that idea that bullies carry like guns in holsters - the idea that people who have trouble with social cues deserve to suffer. Better carry on the burden they placed on you until you drop. Aid the cause of the callous by enforcing shame and suffering upon yourself extra hard; try your best to do their work for them. They're very busy.

Better not recognize that you need patience and kindness to heal from your trauma. Better not find out that it was trauma rather than personal weakness filling your head with self-hating thoughts. Better not find out it wasn't your fault.

Better not find out that awkwardness is not inherently harmful or unkind, and, in fact, the people who act like it is *are the ones enacting harm and being cruel.*

Better not get righteously angry when you realize just how much unnecessary damage this has done to you. After all, if you get mad, you might realize you deserve better. You might even feel brave enough to DEMAND better! You might build boundaries that keep you safe! You might make other people think they deserve to feel safe too! And we obviously can't be having that, so...

Better not show yourself even a little kindness a little bit at a time.

Better not make a habit out of it after all that practice.

Better not get confident.

Especially if you can't first wipe out every trace of awkward. (And you probably never will. Because people who experience absolute social certainty at all times tend to be insufferable assholes that enforce the status quo. And you just don't have the stock portfolio for that.)

Better not be confident and awkward because then you might confuse and delight people

- you might accidentally end up making other people feel less shame for their social difficulties

- you might make isolated, traumatized, and shy people feel like they deserve to be included in social situations

- you might even make them feel they can be themselves around you

- you might start loving the effect you have on a room

- you might enjoy conversations more

- you might forgive yourself and bounce back from shame more easily and frequently

- you might come to enjoy some of those moments of harmless confusion you cause because NOBODY expects the Confident Awkward, and that can genuinely be an advantage in social situations

- you might stop apologizing so much.

- you might find that socializing is like a video game: it requires practice but also a safe space for it to be fun and positive.

Or if you can't become assertive and confident, better not remain awkward and shy and quiet, and then love and forgive yourself anyway!

Why, it would be carnage!!

In either scenario, you run the risk of finding out that it's not your fault that safe spaces full of kind people can be really hard to find, create, and nurture. You could end up building a skillset that helps you do those things if you're not careful!

If you start giving yourself even the tiniest amount of grace at a time, you will find that you've accessed a gateway drug with extreme long-term side effects:

- You might realize that it was never your fault that it took so long to like yourself.

- You might realize that you were always worth talking to, even when you didn't like yourself and communication felt impossibly difficult.

- You might realize that you'll still be worth talking to even if communication becomes harder as you age and/or experience disability.

- You might come to know that you deserve to be heard even on bad days when words come slow and blurry.

You might discover that you were always deserving of kindness, first and foremost from yourself.

So. As you can see, it's FAR too much of a risk to start granting your awkward self free pardons for your many heinous and harmless crimes. Better to just leave it there.

[devotion-disorder]

i forgor that when you make ocs you actually have to name them..........oh..................

[alienrascal]

BYYEEEEEEE

[wildsaltair]

ALL RIGHT enough fun and games. it’s time for some Ben Wade insanity

[disabled-battlekukku]

For everyone who loves Amy and Knuckles sibling dynamic: Go watch Sonic Mania Papercraft Adventures NOW !!!!!

[queen0fm0nsterz]

Thinking about your post talking about how weird Rascal is (having framed pictures of feet and toilets everywhere and generally having wine aunt vibes) and it's even funnier realizing that the heads behind TSON thought it was ok for her parallel to not even be a person but a nome, a little waddling fungus that mostly just mimics people, which is equally funny and interesting since I have some thoughts on Rascal having serious identity issues (wearing a super generic mask and and outfit that literally blends in with her wallpaper as much as possible).

But anyway, yeah, I love her and am repulsed by her, I want to give her a hug and hot coco but also want to cyberbully her. You have given my Rascal/Five brainworms, good job.

Also I might expand on her identity issues on my own blog in the near future, so keep your peepers pealed :)

If that was the intention then yes it really was silly as hell😭 what is our girl DOING🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 ALSO TAG ME WHEN YOU POST THAT POST BC ... RAGHHHH

Her identity issues are my favorite part of her character, especially if one thinks of her as being the girl with the raincoat in those paintings in the Maw. I always thought it was a little strange she only hung down the one with the raincoat but not the other one. Kind of makes you think about the possible symbolism... a part of her dying, if you will - the part that Six reflects in a way (making the mirror battle a lot more impactful if you consider Six is holding the mirror. It's like, a double reflection, because there's someone who is like the Lady used to be before she forgot herself + the reflection of the person she is now which is not really a person but literally the embodiment of a position).

Honestly to me she's just like that fucked up long cat. This thing

Literally her she's an animal

[tekatonic]

Yesterday I did an Amy in my sketchbook. just experimenting with how i draw her. Then i decided to color it with colored pencils. Which... took a lot of figuring out as you can see.

[hourglass-meadow]

scavenger-focused story that explores their politics and culture but isn't well understood because the POV character is fucking stupid and keeps getting distracted by irrelevant bullshit. it is slavcat

[peligin-eyed]

Anyway here is an unprompted lore drop about my OCs’ disabilities/health issues/neurodivergences

Ambrose- Has ADHD but doesn’t realize it, he thinks his experiences are universal and is surprised and confused when other people express that they don’t relate to certain struggles. He also experiences occasional periods of depression and gets frequent headaches that are absolutely made worse by working with the Correspondence.

Emery- Autistic, particularly struggles with alexithymia (made even more prominent after losing their soul) and noticeably doesn’t express emotions in an allistic way. May also have ADHD, and developed some chronic pain after various injuries from BaL and monster hunting.

Liam- Has dysgraphia and dyscalculia. He sometimes struggles with mental health issues like anxiety, feelings of guilt/shame, and self-esteem issues but not in a way that fits a specific diagnosis. (Unfortunate that there is no good therapy in the Neath.) Has pain and reduced mobility in his left shoulder after it was injured pretty badly in the werewolf attack.

Charlie- Has ADHD and, unlike Ambrose, recognizes that he struggles with things other people don’t (but sees it as a personal flaw that should be covered up as much as possible). Hard of hearing since birth.

Henry- Autistic and has always dealt with chronic depression, which got worse after his husband died. Sometimes struggles with food due to a combo of sensory sensitivities, forgetting to eat, and lack of appetite from the depression. Deals with pain and joint issues in his right leg/foot that may have existed earlier in life, but definitely got much worse after he was injured on his journey down to the Neath and then didn’t treat the injury bc he was too busy digging holes under London in a dissociative fugue- usually uses a cane

Robin- Has a combo of an anxiety disorder and some OCD traits that present similarly to autism, but they wouldn’t fit all the autism diagnostic criteria