#the fish virus is real

[ocean-lunar]

We got a lil silly

Also ft @tiredmaskkara 's Glitch here

And @lucuma-scribbles 's Jingle (sorry for the pings you two jsadfj)

Doodles from a magma me and @ocean-lunar did yesterday :3 there are way too many OCs here to name omg-

[afeelgoodblog]

The Best News of Last Year - 2023 Edition

Welcome to our special edition newsletter recapping the best news from the past year. I've picked one highlight from each month to give you a snapshot of 2023. No frills, just straightforward news that mattered. Let's relive the good stuff that made our year shine.

January - London: Girl with incurable cancer recovers after pioneering treatment

A girl’s incurable cancer has been cleared from her body after what scientists have described as the most sophisticated cell engineering to date.

2. February - Utah legislature unanimously passes ban on LGBTQ conversion therapy

The Utah State Legislature has unanimously approved a bill that enshrines into law a ban on LGBTQ conversion therapy.

3. March - First vaccine for honeybees could save billions

The United States Department of Agriculture (USDA) has approved the world’s first-ever vaccine intended to address the global decline of honeybees. It will help protect honeybees from American foulbrood, a contagious bacterial disease which can destroy entire colonies.

4. April - Fungi discovered that can eat plastic in just 140 days

Australian scientists have successfully used backyard mould to break down one of the world's most stubborn plastics — a discovery they hope could ease the burden of the global recycling crisis within years. 

5. May - Ocean Cleanup removes 200,000th kilogram of plastic from the Pacific Ocean

The Dutch offshore restoration project, Ocean Cleanup, says it has reached a milestone. The organization's plastic catching efforts have now fished more than 200,000 kilograms of plastic out of the Pacific Ocean, Ocean Cleanup said on Twitter.

6. June - U.S. judge blocks Florida ban on care for trans minors in narrow ruling, says ‘gender identity is real’

A federal judge temporarily blocked portions of a new Florida law that bans transgender minors from receiving puberty blockers, ruling Tuesday that the state has no rational basis for denying patients treatment.

7. July - World’s largest Phosphate deposit discovered in Norway

A massive underground deposit of high-grade phosphate rock in Norway, pitched as the world’s largest, is big enough to satisfy world demand for fertilisers, solar panels and electric car batteries over the next 50 years, according to the company exploiting the resource.

8. August - Successful room temperature ambient-pressure magnetic levitation of LK-99

If the claim by Sukbae Lee and Ji-Hoon Kim of South Korea’s Quantum Energy Research Centre holds up, the material could usher in all sorts of technological marvels, such as levitating vehicles and perfectly efficient electrical grids.

9. September - World’s 1st drug to regrow teeth enters clinical trials

The ability to regrow your own teeth could be just around the corner. A team of scientists, led by a Japanese pharmaceutical startup, are getting set to start human trials on a new drug that has successfully grown new teeth in animal test subjects.

10. October - Nobel Prize goes to scientists behind mRNA Covid vaccines

The Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine has been awarded to a pair of scientists who developed the technology that led to the mRNA Covid vaccines. Professors Katalin Kariko and Drew Weissman will share the prize.

11. November - No cases of cancer caused by HPV in Norwegian 25-year olds, the first cohort to be mass vaccinated for HPV.

Last year there were zero cases of cervical cancer in the group that was vaccinated in 2009 against the HPV virus, which can cause the cancer in women.

12. December - President Biden announces he’s pardoning all convictions of federal marijuana possession

President Joe Biden announced Friday he's issuing a federal pardon to every American who has used marijuana in the past, including those who were never arrested or prosecuted.

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And there you have it – a year's worth of uplifting news! I hope these positive stories brought a bit of joy to your inbox. As I wrap up this special edition, I want to thank all my supporters!

Buy me a coffee ❤️

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

[its-a-me-mango]

DARK and DISTURBING SMG4 theories that will really shock you!!!!!😱😱😱😱😱

SMG4 is in a coma and the whole show takes place in his dreams.

The spaghetti Mario eats is an allegory for drugs (which are bad for you) and so Mario is on drugs (which is bad).

Bob is just a figment of everyone's imagination he's actually just a pile of cloth that blows around in the wind, everyone thinks this because they are all on drugs.

SMG3 is actually dead and everyone sees him as a ghost, he died from an explosion and he's also in a coma

Meggy

If you look carefully at Wotfi 2023 and pause at 30:23, you can see the number 666 flash on the screen for a brief second, this is because the creators of the show are possessed by the devil.

Everything's a evil simulation created by Mr Puzzles to test the entire cast (this one is actually true), he does this because he worships the devil.

SMG3 is gay, this explains why he is evil at first because he is being altered by gay urges to commit crimes, and also he is on dru

Real like Luke is in a coma and the whole show takes place in his dreams.

Tari is dead and is just projecting herself into the show so she can stay alive for as long as possible (because she is dead)

Melony sleeps so much because she is on dr

Saiko is actually really scary and she kills people when no ones looking, she has gone a insane long ago but no one cares because they also all kill people.

Meggys' gun is real and she shoots people

The writers are are all on drugs, this is bad and explains why the show is so crazy.

Mr Puzzles is in a coma and the whole show takes pla

Everyone dies and comes back new at the start of each episode

The cast are all real life paid actors but they use so much special affects that no one can tell they're all real, SMG4 is played by Ryan Gosling.

Boopkins is always dying and in pain because he is a fish and fish can't live out of water, so the cast is always TORTURING him for their sick and twisted entertainment

Mr Puzzles died when he cut off his head, the cast see him as a ghost

The cast are all in hell and this is their eternal punishment

Tari is a computer virus and if you download any SMG4 episode she gives you a virus that you cannot get rid of and it's very scary

Luigi is gay because he is on drugs and also is in a coma and th

SMG4 RUINED!!!!!!😭😭😭😭

[ashleyeveerson]

✨ THE DAN AND PHIL LORE pt. 3✨

CHECK OUT PART 2: https://www.tumblr.com/ashleyeveerson/760707933651746816?source=share

Phil ALSO comes out! (yeah no i'm not crying what? not them feeling comfortable enough to be themselves yeah). 2019 also brings us the adoption of a fish named Norman (a cutie) AND they also post pictures about their recent trip to Japan [the photo of Phil looking up to Dan behind the camera? yeah i am so normal about it, i swear]. There is hope in the horizon still for a Dan and Phil comeback...

BAM! A certain virus runs wild and forces everyone to stay at home. Phil continues to upload solo videos which distracted so many of us during these dark times. Dan, however is AWOL and the only pic we have of him is a shitty screenshot of him in glasses and a mask helping Phil rescue an injured pigeon (lockdown was WILD).

Also, my boy Dan post a cryptic tweet that leads to the announcement of a self-help book named YOU WILL GET THROUGH THIS NIGHT (because you will <3). Nah but I can't count how many times I've sobbed reading it, just him trying to help out others who have also struggled with mental health... istg i love this man

Hey so THEY BUY THEIR FOREVER PHOUSE TOGETHER they're gonna kill me one day istg. "Dan and Phil just decided to pay a mortgage together", top 10 sentences that would kill a 2016 phan. They are slaying, they are glowing... also rip Norman the fish you will not be forgotten

So during 2014 the fates (aka a random youtuber) foretold that Dan and Phil would be married in 2022. Since that clearly didn't happen the meme PHIVORCE united the phandom once more. ALSO Dan is out there shitting on youtube (as he should) and going on his solo tour WE'RE ALL DOOMED! Which i love with all my heart and also Phil being there for him every step of the way... AHHHHHHHH

Anyways a certain video called Dan and Phil finally tell the truth hits the internet and let's just say GOD DAMN. This also starts a wonderful trend amongst Dan and Phil in which they make fun of their audience (we deserve it ngl) and absolutley SHOCK US with new information about bonkers shit from their past [apparently they were offered a threesome MULTIPLE TIMES???]

It's the end. They've decided to give up their channel "Dan and Phil Games" forever... let's take a moment and silent and mourn with a compilation of Heart eyes Howell

...

SIKE! We're back baby and we're better than ever!!! The goodbye video turned out the be an ANNOUNCEMENT of their comeback. They are back, Dil Howlter is here and Phil confesses to having dyed everything green in the house when Dan went on tour bc he missed him (OH GOD). Also, the Halloween baking video introduced us to the icon that is.... *drumroll please*

SISTER DANIEL, the queen of making everyone reconsider their sexuality... she is the moment, she is an icon and she is serving astronomical levels of cunt at all time [jokes aside, Dan being comfortable enough to do drag in public, fuck they've come so far i'm so proud of them <3].

And here we are in the future, it's present day and they are queerer and happier than ever. THE PICTURES I CAN'T ISTG. Also Dan's Birthday stream is beyond iconic. First of all my unproblematic kings make it a charity stream to donate to the Palestinian Children's Relief Fund (using their public influence for good hell yeah)... And how did they raise the money you ask? WELL BY HITTING IS WHERE WE'RE WEAKEST. Sister Daniel makes a spectacular comeback, FATHER PHIL is introduced and Dan even dyes his hair red to be more Good Omens coded... which timeline are we living in again? like how is any of this real?

Also them drawing the PINOF whiskers on their faces again... they're literally growing old together I'm gonna go sob in a corner. Also the fake apology video bc they have no fashion sense in the Sims 4 is hilarious as fuck. HOW CAN THEY POSSIBLY BE SO MUCH HOTTER ON THEIR THIRTIES EXPLAIN??

anyways the phandom is still speculating wether they're erasing "i love you's" at the end of their text when they show them on videos... guess some things never change. Nah but the vibes are COMPLETELY DIFFERENT NOW, they are more open than they've ever been and participate on the phan culture FULLY to the point that they're the ones terrorizing us now.

QUICK DETOUR TO TALK ABOUT PHIL'S FAMOUS BAD LUCK (and then they wonder why he's always dying in the fanfics). Nah but my poor man has had his fair share of medical problems, the most recent being...

OH GOD WHY WOULD YOU ANNOUNCE SOMETHING LIKE THAT THIS WAY?? nah like using humor as a coping mechanism and all but do they wanna gives a heart attack?! iconic i fear however

So yeah the video where they talk about it is WILD (funniest shit about the whole ordeal is that a nurse mistook Dan as Phil's son). Also I saw a tweet speculating about Phil having a hickey like... first of all what is it? 2009? Second of all IT'S MOST LIKELY A POPPED VESSEL FROM LOSING ALL THAT BLOOD YOU KNOW

They still were able to go on their vacation (aka the rodent boy summer) which gifted us with this iconic pics... ALSO they dropped a new Dan and Phil beats for summer go check out the names of the tracks istg they wanna kill their fans.

Nothing is sacred anymore, they've infiltrated twtphan, they're actively reposting memes and writing fanfiction about themselves. It's the wild west, everytime you get a notification is like playing Russian Rulet. Cringe is dead and Dan and Phil ARE COMING NEAR YOUR CITY on a tour named "Terrible Influence" where Phil's spent 300€ on silicone. It's a wonderful time to be a phan.

OKAY SO here's some stuff that didn't make the cut but that i find too hilarious to not mention. In no apparent order: DAN DRESSING UP AS A CATBOY, Dan and Phil playing technicians 1 and 2 on Big Hero 6 and two brothers on the Lion King (wtf was that also they gave the gorilas matching fringes), Dan dressing up as a golden pig (my boy has RANGE) and finally Dan being too embarassed to admit he stalked Phil and telling a reporter he was only asking for "editing tips" if you know what i mean

Also a short compilation of Dan and Phil losing the idgaf war against eachother THEY ARE SO THOUGHTFUL ABOUT EVERYTHING. Special mention to Daniel's 🧡 when Phil praised "We're all doomed!" and Dan's ranch metaphor to describe their relationship (just go watch the mukkbang video OH LORD)

SO, in conclusion... Dan and Phil's refusal to belittle their past and instead embrace it as part of their story while actively moving into the future alongside the phandom YEAH THAT SHIT MEANS SOMETHING. They're simultaneously healing our inner child while embracing us as the adults we've become i have many feelings about them

So what are they?

They're just Dan and Phil.

[nshtn]

you're wesker's sparring partner. today you set out to teach him how to harness Progenitor to his advantage in mixed hand-to-hand combat. his responses give you more than you ever bargained for, though.

tw: suggestive, 'gunplay', praise kink, sadomasochistic wesker.

this time it was about using Progenitor to his advantage.

he's on you in almost seconds, disappearing from your sight and reappearing over and over as you can do no more than brace yourself. when he gets close, he stops, though, ego buying you the time to bury his win with a punch that has you gaining some distance, crack sounding out.

that's got to hurt, but if it does, he doesn't show it. maybe he regenerated that fast?

he spits red and growls before he moves in on you again, and you can see in the way the veins on his arms darken and pump and snake into the fringes of his gloves that he's charging up to send you flying. you focus everything on dodging it, knowing he can only reasonably throw a few before the burst of power dissipates, and you hear the animalistic sound of his frustration crackle out of him as he pushes the remains of it through his larynx at your breakneck pacing.

but then his eyebrows soften again, and he's back to the cold, calculating man you usually see. even with the virus coursing through him, he tempers himself as quickly as he tailspins.

good. he needs to reign in the aggression it supplies. you don't want impulse dethroning logic when it really counts.

maybe you should focus on that?

he stiffens as you close in on him and throw a kick that he sidesteps with inhuman speed and the squeak of his boot, and you follow up with several crescent kicks that never land. "good job," you say, and he hums in response, brilliant predatory eyes landing on your own and searching them for truth.

wesker finds it too late, because you take the moment his guard is down to kick him backwards, and, to your surprise, when he attempts to use the virus to stabilize himself, the weight of it makes him land on the floor. you take the opportunity immediately, straddling him with your own.

you know he's going to try to throw you off, so you pin his wrists above his head, stretching the muscles out.

he thrashes like an angry fish, locks of his usually-perfect hair tumbling forward, but he can't push the virus into his arms to shove you off - he's like a crocodile with its' mouth held shut, every ounce of power to bite and none to pry its' jaws free.

he sniggers a little. you cock a brow and pull a gun out, pointing it at him.

his eyes widen, laugh turning breathless.

you punctuate this trial with your trigger finger, making it click.

you toss it aside. of course he should've known it was a prop. you would never truly hurt him... and in secret, he relished in that. still...

the action of making it click - the hammer striking the firing pin, the mechanical action stirring despite the lack of a bullet - makes his heart race and his blood pump immediately.

and it is times like these, moments that would ultimately mean death if they were real, that are the things that make his cheeks bubble and burst forth with heat.

you feel it in the thing that is now digging into the meat of your lower body, which is pressed flush and rough against his lower torso to keep him beneath you. you freeze, letting his wrists go as color springs to you, and to your shock, he doesn't push you off.

it's like a dare he cannot say out loud...

his breath fans out hot against you and your hands shake as they return beside each of his shoulders very, very slowly, palms against the floor.

he's allowing it...

one hand goes up to his shades, fingers flexing on the rim, pulling them down. you admire his face for a few seconds... disheveled hair, sweat and pheromones dripping down his sideburns, brackish veins that scramble across his temple and those beautiful, forbidden eyes locked on your own.

"you're gorgeous," you say. you don't know where to take this. his brows raise again, and you feel the way he throbs under you at your unbridled, positive attention...

and then they furrow.

he throws you off of him, having had the time to calculate where to push and pull Progenitor's power. in seconds, he's above you, pushing his shades up as he wags one gloved finger. "you got distracted," he disciplines, the words rolling off him with a deep, controlling tease, as if what happened in that moment was all according to plan.

but you both know it wasn't, and now you know he's into you.

[victoriadallonfan]

Updating the “Wildbow Protags In Horror Movies” list with @tisinoodle

First up is Train to Busan!

- Taylor - Honestly clears it pretty easily. Blinds all the zombies and with some elbow grease makes it to busan safely. I do wonder… animals and fish become zombies in this virus. Does that include her bugs? Would she control zombie bugs? Or does she lose control like Echidna clones.. concerning

- Blake - Clears it just as easily. The Abyss probably makes him immune to zombie infection anyways and he will chop through them like a scythe. Easy W for man of wood.

- Sylvester - Probably fucked if he’s not Lord Simon. He doesn’t even speak the language so he’s double fucked. He’s smart enough to stay alive for a while, but not to the end.

- Victoria - Clears it easy. Much less work than Bitter Pill zombies.

- LVA - Clears it pretty easy, even with having to hide from Innocents. Good, solid, teamwork. No real issues barring stupidity of the passengers.

- Mia, Carson, Ben, Valentina, Ripley - They feed Ben to the monsters and then probably all get infected because their hubris meant they couldn’t use his skills to escape or made the other passengers turn on them. All dead.

Second we got Underwater with Kristen Stewart!

- Taylor - Uhhhh she’s fucked, unless she gets lucky and is kept safe by Kristen, but dies at the end because of the pods. All her crabs will do is feed the sea demons.

- Blake - Survives if in mirror, dead if not. He can at least fight the monster, but mirror form is his only way to survive. He would likely get himself killed fighting a monster to save others and have his suit collapse.

- Sylvester - Same as Taylor, though Lord Simon could improve his chances dramatically. Not really good for him otherwise, so he dies unless Kristen saves him and he steals a pod.

- Victoria - Probably rescues the entire crew she meets. Just has her force field carry the ship to the surface.

- LVA - Probably rescues the entire crew they meet. So many avenues of rescuing everyone, from realms, to SWDIM saving them, to magic items….

- Mia, Carson, Ben, Valentina, Ripley - They probably purposely leave Ben behind and Kristen and her crew have to compete with Hursts. Both sides nearly kill the other, but use the remaining pods to rescue the kids

[garbagechocolate]

Hear me out FNAF but there's a spreading virus that makes every animatronics think they're fishes (Fish Virus real)

🐟 🐠 🎣

[laundrybiscuits]

(from the same universe as this and this but idk if it can be considered a continuation per se)

Jonathan frowns. “Can you at least talk to him? Like—give him some hope for the future. I think he’s really worried.” 

“Well, that’s gonna be a little complicated,” says Eddie slowly. “I can’t tell him it all worked out for me, because it didn’t. It’s not all worked out. I can’t even tell him it usually works out, because…fuck, Jon.” 

Eddie’s quiet for a little while, trying to fish words out of the white-water rapids in his head. There’s a lot of stuff that he just knows without knowing, and it’s not until he has to explain himself that he can put human language around it. 

“I never saw anyone like us over thirty,” he says, finally. “Maybe even less. I don’t even know all that many people like—like me and Will, but. It’s not just the virus, you know? It’s not even the odds of getting jumped on the street if you’re not careful. It’s…a guy I know out in the Twin Cities got kicked out of his apartment because someone told the landlord about him. Haven’t heard from him lately, I think he was sleeping rough for a while. Got another friend who was a teacher in Des Moines until the school board found out. Don’t know what he’s going to do for money now, I don’t guess he can get another job anywhere near kids. There’s a lot of ways shit can break bad, for us. I don’t want to lie to Will about that. Doesn’t feel right to sugar-coat it.”

“Christ,” says Jonathan. “That’s…really fucking depressing, man.”

Eddie shrugs. “I dunno. There’s good stuff too. Will’s lucky, he’s got you in his corner and he’s a smart kid. If anyone’s gonna be okay, it’ll be him. I just—I don’t know what that’s gonna look like.”

“Eddie.” Jonathan puts a hand on Eddie’s shoulder and gives him one of those searching, soulful looks, intense enough to make Eddie briefly consider having a hopeless crush on Jonathan instead, just for a change of pace. “You’ve got us in your corner, too. You’re gonna be okay too, I promise. We’ll make sure of it.”

“Hell yeah, bring it in, my dudes,” says Argyle, and sweeps them both up in a bear hug. If Eddie’s eyes are a little damp and red when they finally let go, nobody says a word about it.

———

“I think you should talk to Murray,” Jonathan tells him, the next day.

“Who the fuck is Murray,” says Eddie.

“Oh,” says Jonathan. He stares up at the ceiling for a minute. “Shit, I forgot you don’t know about him. I mean. That makes sense.”

“So, are you going to tell me who Murray is, or do I start guessing? Tennis coach. Line cook at the diner. Argyle’s dead uncle and we’re going to do a seance.”

“Ohhh man, we should do a seance,” says Argyle. “Let’s get our ghosty-ghost on.”

“Shit, yes. I think I’ve got some candles somewhere.” Eddie sits up, glancing around his room. He’s pretty sure he’s got enough stuff to pull off some real spooky shit at short notice. 

“No, no, wait,” says Jonathan. “Murray’s like. This guy who lives in a bunker out in the middle of nowhere and helped us with monster stuff a while ago. He’s, like, a really intense doomsday prepper.”

“And I should talk to him because…”

Jonathan makes a face. “I guess I don’t know for sure, but—I think he’s gay? And he’s old. Over thirty, I mean. And you said you’d never met anyone who was gay and old, so, you should talk to him.”

“Okay,” says Eddie. “I’m going to list all the reasons why I’m not going to do that. There will be at least six and a half reasons but I might think of more as I go, so buckle in.”

———

“Nice jacket,” says Murray. “Is it anti-conformist enough, or do you need to write REBEL on your forehead to make sure people really get your whole vibe?”

[commsroom]

im sure you've talked about this before but what are your opinions on hilbert

hilbert is... a fascinating character. he's an archetype disguised as another archetype, concealing a real person with understandable motivations and sincerely held ambitions. in a way, that's very reflective of how his work has been hollowed out and warped with each iteration of himself he becomes to continue it. hilbert is an insidious type of evil, because his goals are noble and he doesn't enjoy hurting people, but he will carry out orders and rationalize his actions "for the greater good." which makes him an excellent foil for eiffel; hilbert is nothing if not a Big Picture thinker. "you talk about helping people, but what about the real, live people around you?" / "increasingly, i find them to be of negligible importance." etc.

i think it says a lot about wolf 359's character writing philosophy that hilbert's betrayal and big reveal is really kind of his first character moment. he's there for two seasons after that, but he's never redeemed, and his goals never change. what makes hilbert more complex, more real, more understandable, is entirely perspective.

and the tragedy of hilbert, i suppose, is that he sacrificed everything for what he believed was right, sold his soul to the devil for it, and then... wasn't even particularly good at it. he's a big fish in a very small pond, as far as wolf 359 antagonists go. his death virus was never going to be anything but a death virus, and cutter figured that out (and found another use for it) ages ago. in change of mind, he was so certain he had the right answer - of course it was the scientist, his work was threatened - and they wouldn't have made it out if not for fourier, who realized it was really about human relationships. in am i alone now? hilbert's part is the only one where no one else speaks. before he dies, jacobi cuts his comms line, and his final words are a cut off "can anybody hear-?"

so, again... hilbert is a narratively and thematically significant character. this is barely even scratching the surface of that. but do i like him? hell no. absolutely not. he tried to murder hera and then said "tell me you're not mourning that appliance" so i think it's fine that he died, actually. that's how i judge all wolf 359 characters.

[sysmedsaresexist]

[Puts on safari hat]

Welcome to the SysmedsareSexist Syscourse Safari. Now we have a beaut today, real wonder of nature, this ugly little beastie right here.

First, we see this tumblr pro-endo in their natural habitat — namely, every tag imaginable. It’s the ideal way for them to spread their pheromones far and wide in an effort to attract as much attention as possible. Now, this is meant to attract mutuals and agreement as much as predators — those predators being anyone they disagree with. Any attention is good attention for this species of ableist pro-endo.

Now, to further this spread, the ableist pro-endo has used some very interesting tactics. First, they flopped like a dead fish into the syscourse tag with a bunch of hyperbole; exaggerating DID systems reactions and misery. This is a sure fire way to stir up anger, as it’s mocking people with severe childhood trauma for being upset with their lives. Then, the ableist pro-endo suggests they’re wrong about their systemhood, which angers the pro-endo DID systems who are against fakeclaiming and assuming things about other people’s systems. This also comes with the bonus trait, unique to some pro-endo ableists, of spreading massive amounts of easily debunked misinformation about a disorder! Really talented stuff here today. Lastly, they blame all of this on anti-endos, just to be sure they’ve sprayed everywhere they can.

So they’ve really worked to maximize their engagement. It’s certainly going to get lots of people swooping in, so they did something (and this part is really clever here) — they sprayed a noxious gas of “I’m one of you” at everyone. See, they said, “We have dissociation,” as a sort of area-of-affect spray that poisons everyone who comes into contact with them in any critical way. All those who (rightfully) call out this bad behavior is subject to the You’reAbleistToMe virus, which is hell to sit and wait out, let me tell you.

Only way to combat this particular beastie? Live and let die! Thankfully, these ableist pro-endos have a very short life-span, so long as they’re starved of that engagement they’re seeking. Look out for these invasive species out there, folks, and be sure to wear a gas mask on these safaris! Hoowee, do these beasts STINK!

That’s all for today’s episode of Syscourse Safari. Tune in next time for when I finally wrastle that gator.

[literallyveronixa]

still water + controlled rage + just put the fries in the bag + #nevergoon + sigma internet theory + womp womp + lil bro + hawk tuah + noradrenaline + 3,3 cuandadysproside + english or spanish + Anger issues + Balkan parents + Balkan rage + sigmadroline + jonkler laugh + german stare + sigma repect + crashout + the alpha leads the beta follows but the sigma walks alone + sigma phonk + pen island no spaces all caps + beethoven virus + i finna gyat + bluddy think he wesley slimeson + those who know how to flicker goon: + BOI + sigma sydrome + why so serious + chinese guy laughing + yns + 808 + bop + 1000 bottles of baby oil + bro think he carti + andrew tate rizz + fanum tax + no edging in class + ishowspeed turbulence + fortnite skibidi + bussin + blawg shlawg + bill collecter + goofy ahh quandale dingle + Skibidi gooning + Mongolian Munting + Indian felching +skibidi gyatt + rizz only in ohio + duke dennis + did you pray today + livvy dunne rizzing up baby gronk + sussy imposter + pibby glitch in real life + sigma + alpha + omega + male + grindset + andrew tate + goon cave + freddy fazbear + colleen ballinger + smurf cat vs strawberry elephant + blud + dawg + shmlawg + ishowspeed + a whole bunch of turbulence + ambatukam + literally hitting the griddy + the ocky way + kai cenat + fanum tax + garten of banban + not the mosquito again + bussing axel + in harlem + whopper whopper whopper whopper + 1 2 buckle my shoe + goofy ahh + aiden ross + sin city + monday left me broken + quirked up white boy busting it down sexual style + goated with the sauce + john pork + grimace shake + kiki do you love me + huggy wuggy + nathaniel b + lightskin stare + biggest bird + omar the referee + amogus + uncanny + pizza tower + portuguese tuah + zesty + kumalala savesta + quandale dingle + glizzy + rose toy + ankha zone + thug shaker + morbin time + dj khaled + sisyphus + oceangate + shadow wizard money gang + ayo the pizza here + PLUH + nair butthole waxing + t-pose ugandan knuckles + family guy funny moments compilation with subway surfers gameplay at the bottom + nickeh30 + ratio + opium bird + cg5 + mewing + fortnite battle pass + all my fellas + gta 6 + backrooms + gigachad + based + cringe + redpilled + no nut november + F in the chat + i love lean + looksmaxxing + social credit + bing chilling + xbox live + mrbeast + kid named finger + better call saul + i am a surgeon + hit or miss i guess they never miss huh + i like ya cut g + ice spice + gooning + fr we go gym + kevin james + josh hutcherson + metal pipe falling + Lithuanian respect moments + Venezuelan water polo + those who know + mango phonk + adrenaline + flow state + Hawk Tuah Respect + noradrenaline + balkan rage + Jonkler + Sigma rizz + still water + German stare + Russian frown + winter arc + ksi new song + still prime + Jamaican rage + Brazilian whistle technique + Canadian laugh + Norwegian smoldering + Locked in + Logan paul + ohio + Argentinian aggravation + Indian sigma respect moments + morrocan stock market + ancient skibidi toilet technique + North dakota stare + Switzerland sacred battle techniqueLithuanian Respect Moments + Venezuelan Water Polo + Those who know + Mango Phonk + adrenaline + flow state + Hawk Tuah Respect + noradrenaline + Balkan Rage + Jonkler + Sigma Rizz + Still Water + German Stare + Russian Frown + Winter Arc + KSI'S New Song + Still Prime + Jamaican Rage + Brazilian Whistle Techniuqe + Canadian Laugh + Norwegian Smolder + Locked In + Logan Paul + Ohio + Argentinian Aggravation + Indian Sigma Respect moments + Moroccon Stock Market + Rare Fish Market + Ancient Skibidi Toilet Technique + North Dakota Stare + Switzerland Sacred Battle Technique = Those who know 💀💀💀☠️☠️☠️

please leave me alone. i fear for my safety.

[dreamdaddydutch]

Javier x reader crying during an argument??

Thanks for your request - as always it's appreciated. This ended up being longer than I'd planned.

As a side note - I reference that the reader was sick with a virus a few months previous, this isn't based on any particular virus/illness, so if you think symptoms don't really add up with anything - that's why. It's just for the stories sake.

Pairing: Javier x gn!reader Word Count: 1,782 Warnings: Intensity of argument and accusations. Some swearing. Descriptions of illness.

As you stormed through the camp, you knew all eyes would be on you and that most of the others would have heard the harsh words spoken between you and Javier. But you cared little for gossip, you cared little about what they thought, they didn’t know Javier like you did and they didn’t know you.

Fuck them, you thought, I don’t care.

But lies don’t last long, not even the ones you tell yourself. They either get buried and fester until they become something ugly, something you eventually believe but never for the best. Or within moments the truth seeps through and you’re unable to deny the truth any longer. Today was one of those days.

Javier had gone to rob a stagecoach with Sean and John, he’d asked you to stay behind. Pretty much commanded it. But you were bored of being left behind and longed for adventure, longed to do your bit. Hunting was more your thing, hunting and gathering berries, herbs, whatever you could forage. Occasionally you’d see some action when it came to robberies and the little missions Dutch sent the others on but hearing the excitement in the voices of those who’d come back frequently from such excursions, made you want to do it all the more.

Additionally, you missed Javier. The two of you would go fishing together and sometimes he’d come hunting with you, but you wanted to be gun slinging by his side as it felt like it was somewhat romantic to you. It’s not that Javier didn’t think you’d be good at it or that you’d be a liability, he knew you could handle yourself, it’s just you were better with a bow, better at hunting and tracking. Better with formulating plans and the theory behind the actions.

Besides, recently you hadn’t been well. You’d caught a nasty virus in Clemens Point that left you bed bound for several weeks and even now you were still feeling the effects. You suspected this was the real reason Javier had been so adamant about you not joining them on any jobs for the foreseeable future. But Javier didn’t own you and so on this day for this particular robbery you’d decided to surprise the other three and turn up to help.

Only it hadn’t gone to plan. If anything, it had hindered the others, who had returned empty handed. It

On the way back to camp Javier had remained silent, furiously riding Boaz behind you so that he didn’t let you out of his site, while the others rode in front. You felt like you were being punished, that the other 3 had no trust in you so were escorting you back. Any time you tried to speak to Javier he said nothing, his face angry and hurt, the only words he said the entire time was, “Not now.”

That was what hurt, the fact he wouldn’t even acknowledge your presence. Did he really think that little of you now?

Back at the camp it was little better, you hitched your horses and then John and Sean departed quickly, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire between the two of you.

You could handle the silence no longer, it hung in the air cloying, suffocating, unrelenting, “I’m sorry, okay, I’m sorry I don’t know what…” Javier held his hand up to silence you, “Don’t.”

“What do you want me to say?” You begged

“Nothing!” Javier shouted back, “Nothing, there is nothing to be said okay. It is done, it’s done,” he said, his voice calming a little.

“I just wanted to be…helpful.”

Javier shook his head in disbelief, “Well, look how that turned out huh? We came back empty handed, you nearly died… Sean could have been shot. You just don’t think do you?”

“Don’t think?” You snapped, “All I do is think, you’re away so often it’s not like I can talk to you about anything. I think about you, where you are and who you’re with, especially when you don’t come back at night. Is that why you don’t like me coming with you?”

The genuine look of shook on Javier’s face at your implied accusation made you regret your words immediately. Javier was the most faithful and loyal of the lot.

You hung your head in shame, “I’m sorry Javier, that was cruel. I know you’re not…I know you’d never.”

The damage was done, “I need some time on my own.”

You looked up with tears in your eyes, but Javier had already turned away and begun walking.

All the things you wanted to say, to tell him to fuck off, to tell him to grow up, to tell him how sorry you were and how much you loved them. You opened your mouth but nothing came out, the regret just swimming in your stomach causing nausea, bile climbing your throat.

So you’d stormed through the Shady Belle camp and into the house, straight to the room you and Javier shared, slamming the door behind you.

“Trouble in paradise?” You heard Micah shout as he started laughing, “Told me you should be with me and not that…”

“Shut the fuck up or I swear to god I will ram my fist down your fucking throat you!” You paused as you saw Abigail stare at you, Jack by his side. Oh…

You turned away from the window, slamming that closed too and pulled the curtains close.

For a few minutes you stood alone, agitated and unsure of what you were supposed to do now, what he expected of you. You pulled your arms round yourself into a tight hug and tried to fight back the tears, they came anyway whether you wanted them or not. Maybe Javier was right, you should have listened and not put the others in danger, yourself in danger. It was only now you realised how close you’d come to death.

The door flung open and Javier stormed in, his presence looming over you, a shadow cast across the wall.

“Don’t Javier, if you’re here to berate me, make me feel stupid, I already feel like shit.”

“Ay, ay ay,” Javier shook his head, “Don’t you get it? I’m not mad at you over the money, I couldn’t care less. They’ll be other stagecoaches. I’m mad because you nearly got yourself killed.”

You bit your lower lip, “It wasn’t that bad…” you whispered.

Javier put his head in his hands, “Wasn’t that bad huh? If…” he stopped, clearly pained as he thought about what had happened, “You know how close you were to getting a bullet through the head?”

You shook your head, actually…you weren’t sure. “If…if…that horse hadn’t of bucked when it did you would be dead do you hear me? You would be dead.”

Dead, the word pierced through the air.

“And I,” he patted his chest, “Would be all alone and forever I would carry that guilt, what could I have done to protect you.”

“I’m not your property or some creature you can just keep Javier, it’s my life.”

He gave a mirthless laugh, clearly exhausted from the day and tired of trying to make you understand, but right now this seemed impossible.

“Mi amor, that virus that struck you down, don’t you remember?”

“Of course, I remember, how could I forget, throwing up onto the floor and having to watch the girls clean it up. Pissing myself, coughing up blood, snotty nose. What an attractive beast I must have been.” Javier let out a small chuckle, “You were still beautiful.”

He took a step closer to you, “But that isn’t what I meant. What I meant was what the doctor said afterwards, when you’d mostly recovered?”

He looked at you as he reached for your shoulder, you shook your head. You didn’t remember what he said.

“That for some time, possibly six months the illness would still have an impact. You may feel dizzy very quickly, struggle to remember things, to focus…struggle with things like taking aim, your reflexes.”

Your heart sunk as the penny dropped, shit, the doctor had said that hadn’t he? Javier wasn’t trying to keep you back at camp because he thought you were incapable or better doing camp jobs, it wasn’t that he didn’t trust you or think you’d fuck things up. He was doing it because he knew it wasn’t safe for you to be participating in anything like that right now, he knew the very real danger and how easy it would be for you to get lost, confused or fail to react quickly when reacting quickly would be the only thing to stand between life and death.

You struggled to meet his gaze for a few moments, as his words sunk in, feeling foolish and ashamed you finally faced him. A sob erupted from your lips, “Oh Javier, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…I didn’t remember. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I should have listened to you.”

Stepping forwards you sobbed into his chest making it damp with your tears as Javier held you, the palm of his hand pressed against the small of your back.

“It’s okay, shhhh mi amor. It’s done now, it’s done and you’re still here as is Sean,” Javier attempted to reassure you, though you barely heard his words through the sound of your tears and heart pounding in your chest.

He tilted your chin up gently, his thumb gently brushing over your lower lip, “I know you didn’t mean what you said. I know you didn’t mean for that to happen.”

His dark brown eyes studied you, saw how you reacted to his words, whether you trusted in him, whether you believed in him. You did, no matter how hard it was, you believed because you had to.

“I love you, there is no one else for me. You know I respect you,” Javier begun but you reached up and placed a finger to his lips, “I know, it’s me who should be apologising and not you.”

Javier shook his head, “No, we both said things we didn’t mean, I over-reacted,” he paused, “A little anyway,” his lip curled into a small smile, his hand reached for your face, fingers tracing back across your scalp.

“Just promise me you’ll listen going forward if I say no there’s a reason, okay? Please trust me.”

“I will and I do, I do trust you.” Javier placed a kiss to your lips and held you against him for a few seconds.

As he held you he made the best suggestion you’d heard in a while, “Let’s stay in here for a bit before we go out to the others huh?”

[adelaidedrubman]

MUSIC MONEY + WAY TOO MUCH WIP

i was tagged by my loves @simplegenius042 @shallow-gravy for music monday, thank you!

have been recently possessed to do some finishing damage to my spotify wrapped by working on the america’s sweetheart verse playlist, so here is track number one from that. sorry after so many weeks of no music monday to let everyone down by not having a hl&s fishing themed song to share, but it is at least still 90s country and my favorite kind of jestiny soundtrack feature: songs with innocuous upbeat lyrics that become extremely dark when actually applied to her situation

she used to tie her hair up in ribbons and bows / sign her letters with x’s and o’s / got a picture of her mama in heels and pearls / she’s gonna make it in her daddy’s world / she’s an american girl / an american girl / well, she’s got her god / and she’s got good wine / aretha franklin and patsy cline

aaaaaand here’s some america’s sweetheart actually dotting her letters with xxx’s and ooo’s. pretty lengthy excerpt, so reminder there’s always no pressure to read! also warnings for vulgar sexual banter and references to sexual situations, psychological and emotional manipulation, passing reference to retaliatory leaking of intimate messages, and jestiny catchall warning

Jestiny’s shoulders shook hunched over the table as her laughter deepened into low booms shaking through the flimsy walls of the trailer, half hugging herself as she looked up at Andrea with eyes bulging wide and gilded with a hot blaze of mania. 

Her laughter sputtered to a stop with a punctuating snort as her smile tightened and tugged to the side, her teeth digging into the scarlet painted plump of her bottom lip and a dimple sinking into her cheek. “Pretty fuckin’ good, right?”

“Good? Good? It’s deranged, Jestiny,” Andrea said plain and clear, lowering herself to sit atop the coffee table so that she was eye level with Jestiny. “You’re using a pen name to send sexually explicit love letters to an incarcerated mass murderer who kidnapped and tortured you. That’s the least ‘good’ sentence I’ve ever heard.”

“It’s like, a gag —” she replied with a wave of her arm and a few huffs of laughter that sounded far more strained this time. “Don’t you get it? I’m catfishing him!” She tapped her fingers against the pages in a short, frantic drumroll. “Did you know it was called that, by the way? Catfishing? Flynn taught me that. It’s pretty —”

“Jestiny, I fail to see the humor in —”

“And you know they also call it ‘phishing’ when they send you those fake emails that steal your password and give you a virus? It’s like, how do you fish with a computer —”

Yes, of course Andrea knew — she was the sender of most of the emails, anytime she needed to lock Jestiny out of her social media accounts. 

“Why the hell would you even want to catfish him?”

“Well, why the hell do people go actual fishing, for that matter?” she asked with a frustrated roll of her eyes. “Why do people put in the work of buying a rod and baiting a hook to catch something they could have probably saved money just picking up at the fuckin’ supermarket? Why do people do anything?’’ She shrugged. “I did it because I knew he’d fall for it.”

“Why —” Andrea asked with eyes still pleading for a real answer, because that might have been the closest thing she’d ever heard to honesty from Jestiny, and maybe not all hope was lost after all, “Why would you even want him to fall for it? What were you hoping to gain?”

“I don’t know, I —” she threw her arms up into the air; rolled her eyes more dramatically. “Build his trust up, then see how far I could push it. Maybe it’s one of those situations where over the years I lure him into confessing to a bunch of unsolved murders nobody’s pinned on him yet. Win an investigative journalism award and get a bunch of headlines about how brave I am for facing my own trauma to bring closures to other families, or what the fuck ever. Maybe I just humiliate him by leaking his Dear Penitentiary House letters to the tabloids. I’ll play it by ear.”

“So you started doing this — paid for a P.O. Box under a fake name in a city two-thousand miles away from where you live — without even having a desired end result in mind?”

“No, my end result just so happens to be a moving target.”

“And why would you catfish him with the name Gertrude Winston?”

She scoffed, easy and airy, the third roll of eyes once again softened to playfulness by a sweet flutter of her lashes. 

“Well what name would you have wanted me to use, Andrea?” she asked with a gentle, patronizing rise. “Would you rather I had fucking wrote him saying I’m Madison Hughetits — a happy and successful heiress and model in LA, until I saw him on TV and felt suddenly I would find it far more fulfilling to be a stay at home mom to a prison baby conceived from ninety seconds of under the table visitation room action?”

“I would rather you not write to John Seed at all, per —”

“He woulda seen straight through something like that,” she continued undeterred, tapping two fingers against her temple. “But a letter from Gertrude — a lonely older widow from Clearwater who thought he sounded very polite when he spoke to the judge and had sad eyes that made her wonder what his childhood was like?” 

Jestiny dropped the fingers from her head with a swift snap, swooping the hand down to jab against the stack of papers in the same motion. “That’s someone he writes back to. Someone he feels safe telling things to, because he thinks she’ll just feel so special he’s paying her attention at all. Someone he opens up to, because she’d never dare betray him. Gertrude gets results.”

Andrea’s jaw dropped, in spite of herself. Jestiny always found a way to shatter her normally unwavering professionalism. “You —”

“Now, of course, I did send him a few of the Madison Hughetits style ones, so he’d feel smart for seeing through ’em and let his guard —”

“You need help,” Andrea interrupted in stern command, desperately trying to keep a firm grasp on the reins of the conversation. “I mean it, Jestiny. This is…” She shook her head, gesturing towards the pages. “This is beyond the pale, even for you. You need serious help. Whatever is going on in that head of yours, you — You need to share it with a mental health professional. Please. You need help.”

Jestiny scratched her nose, rubbing a hand across her mouth as she scanned the pages. She looked back up at Andrea with two slow, owlish blinks of confusion. 

“I read that BetterHelp ad on the podcast just last week.” She tilted her head to the side, brow furrowing with hurt that looked oddly genuine. “Do you not even listen to my podcast?”

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[fluffyxai]

Fish Thief

Fish thief! Piscine pincher! Sakana stealer!  Not sure where this idea came from I just really wanted to draw a gato. I kinda see Blackgatomon ending up like an alley cat if she was stranded in the real world. Really happy with how this one came out. It was just a bit difficult to do. I tried using CSP's primitive 3d tools for the first time to do the BG. It was interesting though a bit of a challenge. (Also for any who are wondering, the tail ring was based off of when I did a little Digimon RP when I was a kid, as Blackgatomon, the tail ring helped surpress a virus side of her that would make her violent. So that's why she has a ring X3) Overall quite happy with the composition and posing with this one. I like getting to do dynamic things like this. Not to mention getting some nostalgia from drawing old loves like this.

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[the-witchs-posts]

How i imagine my Oc Salem to have survived during the 10 years beetween the first and the second planet of the apes movie!

___Salem hunting/gathering HC___

-she had no idea how to hunt and take care for herself in the beginning!

salem had never really been in contact with hunting or anything during her time before the virus hit.

not even in a sport kind of way,

her dad never took her hunting for fun.

so she truly had to learn everything from the start,

and make an effort in perfecting her skills later on!

-she didnt learn hunting right away!

after the virus broke out and send the world into a global chaos,

things didnt went to shit right away after all!

she was in a camp of first evacuated survivors at first,

and stayed there during the first few years.

although most of the time not out of her own free will!

after the heavy abuse and torture she suffered there,

and managed to finally escape after all this time,

she fled to the wild!

-her first steps in hunting did she only after her escape and semi recovering from her abuse!

during her time of recovering,

she didnt stay far away from the citys while hiding in the forest!

she was lucky enough to always find some abandoned trailers or huts,

and even small caves in wich she found shelter.

she just figured hiding out in the woods was safer than staying in the city,

and potentionally risking getting recaptured by her abusers again.

but she couldnt go far yet,

since she was still recovering and needed supplys to treat herself and food and water and had no idea how to get those things frommthe forest yet.

so she risked actually going back to the city to get herself the things she needed first!

-after a slow and sluggish recovery the real trouble only began for her while actually trying to attempting to hunt for herself!

salem knew that she couldnt keep relying on going back into the citys,

roaming abandoned homes for food and necessities.

not only out of fearing that her captors could potentionelly find her,

but also out of fear for other survivors!

the biggest danger in an apocalyptic world are the humans,

the other suvivors!

so to erase her worries about running into other humans again,

she wanted to learn to hunt for herself and gather herbs and berrys and other things from the forest.

-in one of her trips to the city,

she was actually smart in seeking out an abandoned libary,

and searched for books of all kind surrounding the topic of survival and hunting!

from those books she tried to learn as much as possible,

but it was a rough start for her!

the many nights she would spend hungry and go to sleep with a growling stomach because her traps didnt work and she just didnt manage to capture anything were countless!

she still heavily relied on cans and other packaged food from pre simian flus times,

but she would of course run out quickly on those with her not catching any animals and being unsuccessful in her hunting!

the nets she would weave for fishing would rip or loosen up again,

and if she actually caught something it was already ripped apart by other fishes or animals!

she would also spend many nights vomiting and unsure if she would live to see another morning after eating strange mushrooms,

or mistaking the berrys she gathered for the poisenous onces!

praying that the weird herbs that gave her a terrible rash when picking them were actually the ones that would soothe her tummy issues,

and ease her nauseous feeling in her stomache!

-it was a hard battle for her at first, but after many fails she would finally start getting the heck out of the traps she buildy,

and capture her first rabbits or squirrel!

it wasnt much in the beginning,

but it was something!

and salem finally started to see results after her many hard work and all the struggles she overcame!

soon she would be able to tell the berrys apart from their poisenous cousins,

and was getting better in identifying the edible mushrooms from the ones that would make her feel like she was slowly retching up her soul!

and slowly her plate would fill with fish after she managed to knit a fishing line!

-it was around that time in wich she started to succeed in her craft that salem would start to move around more!

she was paranoid at this point,

and wouldnt stay in one area for much longer than a few weeks or months!

being terrified of running into other humans again,

and being subjected to the cruetly they would be capable of,

she would only very rarerly visit towns anymore.

only when she would need one specific thing she couldnt get from the woods,

or maybe while passing through a small part to get to the next forest!

-she started to hunt bigger animals as well after she got the basics in taking care of herself and feeding hersef down!

she would always have a knife on her of course,

and actually carrys a small axe with her as well.

but she would start making speers,

and learn how to throw them as well!

it took time,

great time in fact,

but after all her effort salem actually begann to be a rather good huntress!

-after all this time in the wild,

and away from any humans and other suvivor groups salem has pretty much perfected her craft!

by the times around the second movie,

salem has long learned to completly take care of herself on her own,

feeding clothing and healing herself only with things the forest would provide!

also a thing she has taken on during her time she took in improving and perfecting her hunting skills is,

she actually wears a mask during actively hunting!

not only because it would mask her scent in the wild better,

since her mask would be made from wood and animal bones and hides!

but also because like this she could easily conceal the fact that she was human,

let alone a woman to other humas she might encounter!

wich has of course happened before,

she would sometimes briefly come across a group of other humans that were also hunting,

or even just passing through this particuall part of the forest!

but it was never enough for a longer interaction,

for all those people would see was a weird looking mask and a thing that moved like an unkown animal stalking its prey...

wich was enough to send most of them in a panic,

and would give salem enough time to safely get away and distance herself until she would be sure no one was around anymore!

[pikl-ooc]

i guess im doing this now

prolly wont use this blog like ever but yknow good 2 have. if you ever wanna ask me shit i'll answer it

I used #grumblrooc instead of #grumblr ooc cause the latter shows up in the #grumblr tag and it's wack

actual oc blog with like art n shit -> @footlongdingledong2

^doc w more info (+comments on bc funny)

toyhouse folder that also has more info

list of characters+blogs i run under cut bc there's a lot of them

@culling-horror-stories -mod x/zaxlii cadvyr (oliveblood, null of null, unnamed planet 5. Enigmatic little catboy whose jjst apathetic to everything) -mod roman/maztim lerato (tealblood, maid of heart, unnamed planet 5. 4chan girl wth 70 alternative accounts)

@sburb-confessions -sunkit heliaa (goldblood, heir of light, unnamed planet 5. Overall a sweetie but kinda ditched her friend group)

@your-fave-is-x-sign -too many ass wholes to name but theyre all from earth

@siamesevoyager -leukko erytho (oliveblood, seer of blood, up05. catboy number 2, going the fuck through it rn)

@caveboundanonymous -akrepi ayopia (ceruleanblood, sylph of doom, beforan, mod kark3 of @/beforus-for-real-justice. Very Mentally Ill and was isolated for the first 20ish years of his life) -"frogkrepi" (fucked up dreamself-turned-even more fucked up dreamself frogsprite. posts tagged as #🐸)

@foreseeingarachnidae -aracne ayopia (ceruleanblood, sylph of blood, alternian, mod kankri of @/alternia-for-real-justice. 17 year old w worst ocd ever and several dead friends. blog icon girl.) -j dekila/jaenne delyla (purpleblood, rogue of heart, alternian. posts tagged as #📝. jeff the killer kinnie clowngirl)

@spectatingphantom -viktor arbiio (fuchsiablood, bard of time, beforan, mod remele of @/beforus-for-real-justice. also dead)

@pormalusername -pormal nerson (violetblood, mage of void, up05. 41-year-old facebook user who posts fish memes)

@masqueradedcreacher -euterpie/terpie (red cherub "rustblood", lord of hope, planet unknown. Off the shits, unauthorized fucking thing) -euterise/eri (green cherub "jadeblood", muse of rage, planet unknown. also off the shits but way dryer abt it)

@lunarhopbeast -name unknown (caste unknown, classpect unknown, up05. bitchy little rabbit who complains about people in wingdings)

@verbomanicdespair -monica itezza (indigoblood, prince of breath, idk her deal yet but she sucks bad. way too young to be online shes like 12-13)

@missing-trolls -ekqida liffly (indigoblood, heir of mind, beforus. so very normal about crime and violence)

@nametaganimal -vltaur nyatte (bronzeblood but has goldblood eyes and lies abt being a gold bc of that, knight of space, alternian but is currently in The Sgrub. very loud and kind of stupid and i love him)

@solitarymeteor -bakole raavti (rustblood, bard of space, up05. died but is trying her best. overall a sweetie+i love her)

@neurondisintrest -ranvir myelin (bronzeblood, sylph of mind, up05. Big shouty asshole and I love him as well)

@strikingmasqueradeflarp -chrona ouboro (indigoblood, rogue of time, up05. idk hes dead lol)

@strikingmasquerade -?????? ?????? (ceruleanblood, page of breath, up05. ghost haunting a fucked up pornbot virus infected computer)

@/trollstrology -mod dolorosa/estria maeyja (jadeblood, seer of space, alternian. girl who is giving the worst dating advice ever w her besties)

@/beforus-for-real-justice -mod kark3/akrepi ayopia (see caveboundanonymous) -notmod chixie/j dekila/jaenne delyla (see foreseeingarachnidae) -mod nepeta 2/catepe arbiio (fuchsiablood, heir of time, beforan) -mod remele/vikras arbiio (see spectatingphantom) -mod c/euterise/eri (see masqueradedcreacher) -mod c the cooler one/euterpie/terpie (see masqueradedcreacher) -mod stelsa/zarina perfon (indigoblood, witch of life, up05) -mod joey/herrin kladiv (???blood, knight of hope, up05)

@/alternia-for-real-justice -mod kankri/aracne ayopia (see foreseeingarachnidae)

@/godtiers-for-real-justice -mod lamb/loubou lazkin (rustblood, rogue of life, alternian. kind of a bitch to everyone except like one guy) -mod lycan/luprir lazkin (rustblood, rogue of doom, beforan. el woowoo archaeology with Troll Autism)