#we have been mutuals for. so long

[pansyfemme]

[aurosoul]

recovery update: god I’m finally starting to have the energy to do more work actually inside my headset again after not having used it for so long and I can feel my inspiration slooowwwllyyy creeping back to me…..

I rly hope to get back into collabs with friends again soon….. (maybe less live-recorded ones tho;;;;)

[give-grian-rights]

can someone tell me why im being abnormal about a character i've barely touched the content of. like yay yippie i watched like 20 hours of you. there's fucking 80 years of content get me OUT OF HERE?

[tootditoot]

*approaches running, stumbling multiple times*

HE- HEY! I see you are one of Geuretea's moots! My name is Pork Milk! I'm Geuretea's sona and I have been entrusted to deliver the train tickets to Mootland to all of you. Mootland is a place where all your ocs can have some fun and relax! ;D (and OF COURSE is not just an excuse to draw my moots' ocs).

If you want, choose max. 2 of your ocs (or your sona) to enjoy the train trip.

BYE! :D

*gives you the tickets and runs away so fast he disappears*

"I say Guccant, when was the last time I took you to a field trip that didn't start with us being sunk on a row boat?"

*Sacabambaspis noises*

"Hmm... Galloping? I fail to see a herd of horses outside, must be the train chuffing..."

(This is a bonus sketch because I needed a reason to draw a locomotive hehe)

[quietlyblooms]

on a separate but related note, i wanna point out that part of chiyo’s journey is supposed to be finding love. it’s that thing of loving someone else is easier than loving herself, but in that love, she grows. she learns to not be so hard on herself. she learns that where she sees an ugly, overgrown garden, others see flourishing flowers. now!! that isn’t to say that platonic and familial love isn’t super important — it is!! so very much!! that’s why i want to try and build up the people around her so that i can think about how those relationships help her grow too. if not for them, chiyo would be so much worse off. there’s a lot about herself that she would always hide and stress about if not for her friends and family. she would hide away from the world itself if not for them.

but i just wanted to explain why sometimes i focus so much on romance as a concept with chiyo. i mean, i do just really enjoy shipping bc of the build up of that relationship. the development and journey is very rewarding bc it isn’t a smooth ride with chiyo 90% of the time. but pls know you are never obligated to ship with me, nor do i go in thinking you will automatically want to ship together. if i feel chemistry? yeah i may eventually say something or test the waters with a meme. but just as there’s no pressure if you want to ship, there’s no pressure if you don’t want to ship. i’m excited to write together no matter the kind of dynamic we decide on 💜

[shutupeiffel]

16 for the wrapped writing game? 👀 15 or 17 if it's not doable

Ohhh you have picked an absolutely brilliant one

Hey by Chxrlotte (lyrics)

Kasimir Jones/Zillah Bruzeau/Edvard Lumiere

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They had saved the world.

They had saved the world.

So why did Kasimir feel so terrible?

Everything was fixed, so why did he feel so broken?

After the adrenaline had worn off, after the shock and awe of a plan finally succeeding had drained from his body, all that was left was... numb. He'd excused himself from the celebrations, whatever booze filled orgy Barnaby had been planning, and retreated to his room. Outside he could hear the muffled sounds of celebration, all loud voices and corks popping. It sounded as if half of Volisport had descended on Eleanor's - which, given how many people Barnaby knew alone could well be true - and Kasimir couldn't face a single one of them. Instead he lay in bed, staring at the wall, and wishing he could muster up the energy to join them.

A soft knock sounded at the door. Kasimir grunted in acknowledgement, not entirely sure whether he was inviting whoever it was in or telling them to fuck off. As it turned out, Zillah had interpreted as the latter, as the door creaked open and her face appeared in the crack.

"Hey, Kas." she said softly. "Not up for a party?"

Kasimir shrugged.

"Mind if we come in?" Edvard asked, popping up behind Zillah like a Jack-in-a-box.

Kasimir shrugged.

The others slipped into his room, Zillah closing the door softly behind her. To Kasimir's surprise, they settled into the room as if they'd always been there. Edvard pulled up a high backed armchair and immediately folded himself into in a position that made Kasimir's spine ache in sympathy, pulling out some weird mechanical thing that he started fidgeting with. Zillah paused at the edge of Kasimir's bed for a second and, when he didn't immediately tell her no, hopped up beside Kasimir's prone form.

Kasimir stared at the pair, bemused. "Don't you two have better things to do?" he asked, voice creaky from disuse. "Surely whatever's going on outside is more fun that staying in with a depressed old man."

Edvard snorted. "With Barnaby's set? I'd rather chew off my own arm than have to spend an evening with that lot."

"Besides," Zillah said, "We'd rather be with our favourite guy, no matter how he's feeling."

She reached over and tried to ruffle what little hair Kasimir had. He pulled away, grumbling half-heartedly in protest, but Kasimir could feel something tight in his chest start to loosen. His brain still felt like he'd been wrapped in layers of cotton wool, but somewhere, far away, the sun was starting to rise over Volisport.

[grimowled]

MUTUALS !! give this post a like if:

we haven't interacted yet (even if it's just with another muse), you don't know how to approach or are just bored or, you can't get enough of stolas and want MORE

and I shall send the creepy birb your way with something short maybe and sweet :>

reminder: by default you will get canon divergent creepy stolas BUT ... if you want canon compliant, just say 'give me the sad prince!'

[carnage-cathedral]

most of our tag system was built around appeasing abusive people so I'm actually doing away with most of it

[vandalizedheart]

a lil late night reminder: no matter how you choose to run your blog, or how you may write your muse, you have a place here. as long as you're having fun and finding joy through having a roleplay blog, that's all that matters in the end. <3

[shitposting-hobbits-to-gallifrey]

Y'know you've been on tumblr for too long when you start a sideblog on a separate account for reasons and literally within two days of making the blog you see an old post with an addition from your main on its dash

[bookinit02]

why is everyone insisting that francesca loves john romantically when it is so clear that like. she loves him and appreciates him as a friend? and she was soooooo relieved to find one (1) man that she could stand being around and actually wanted to be partners with even though she didn’t feel anything for him romantically, so she latched on immediately and rushed the wedding so she wouldn’t have to worry about courting anymore.

i haven’t read the books and i have no idea what happens next (regardless of if they choose to follow the original plot or not), but as a lesbian who experienced severe comphet around francesca’s age, it was incredibly clear what she was going through. if they choose to make her bi, obviously that’s completely fine, but i’m just confused as to where it’s coming from?

[businesscasualart]

I’m curious if you have any thoughts or headcanons about Onslaught and alcohol. I imagine being a semi-functioning evil team is stressful and if Psimon is chucking everyone’s vapes then cigs and 420 isn’t an option, then alcohol is the second best thing right? Besides drinking together is team building and leads to this wonderful thing called “actually talking about your trauma instead of bottling it up for once”.

AAAA sorry about taking so long to get around to this.

I need to stop checking my inbox until I’m FULLY ready to yap and ramble. I need that lil blue dot reminding me I have asks so bad.

That IS a good question and I’m so flattered that y’all bother with my content. <3 I think they’d be at least somewhat different about alcohol.

(Sorry for any typos in advance, I wrote this mostly at various doctor’s appointments. ALSO. Last thing to apologize for. I’ve never vaped or smoked when I wrote the last part, but I also have never consumed alcohol and that fact may be more evident in this one)

Cw: Alcohol and some references to alcoholism, uh…references to angst but maybe more comfort than angst, kinda all over the place <\3

Okay so, in the beginning, Onslaught was Mostly teens. Psimon was BARELY even old enough to drink in America at the ripe young age of 21, flat. And I thinnkkkkkk Psimon is American? Even if he’s not, it seems the rest of Onslaught is, so I think  Psimon would probably step up and be all “No, no,” confiscate all the bottles and cans and it’d make the teens so mad and indignant. Literal felons are being BABYSAT. Even when they travel where the drinking age is lower. 

But when the teenagers turn old enough to drink, they have a whole little birthday celebration with what they can get, and of course, offer the first taste of alcohol. Their choice for what it is, as long as the team could afford it. Of course, they laugh and tease if they recoil from the taste. 

Most of the team is pretty fond of drinking, usually together. It’s nice bonding.

Devastation is the only exception to the “Psimon Says no alcohol until you’re 21” rule from the beginning. The team can argue “She is LITERALLY one (1) year old” all they want. She is LITERALLY built different, Psimon is fine with her drinking. 

Idk if she particularly has a preference for any kind. She’s probably one of those who subscribe to the belief of “It ain’t right if it doesn’t burn a bit going down”. Wine is probably somewhat…nostalgic. For some reason. Takes her back to someplace she can’t name, someplace she’s never been, but I think that’d be one of the only reasons she might prefer wine. Her taste may be all over. May be whatever’s strong and good. I’m no alcohol savant, what do I know? 

She likes to drink to celebrate and to bond, sometimes to ebb at stress. It takes a LOT to get her drunk, but that’s not gonna stop her from getting drunk when she has the time and money burn on it. She gets drunk and gets even more jovial and warm and open, though she’s usually relatively open. Also, haphazard. She becomes a big fan of violating people’s personal space. Hugs, patting backs, throwing her arm around them, leaning on people shorter than her, etc.

It can annoy a lot of people if she does it too much, Psimon strangely doesn’t seem to mind too much tho…aheem…

Besides that, Psimon’s generally against the team drinking to the point of drunkenness, but there’s little to actually do about it; he struggles to track all of their limits, and when he’s focusing on one, that leaves all the others alone. He tries to avoid getting drunk himself instead. Someone has to stay sober, and his psionic powers don’t mix well with too much alcohol. And he’s the leader. It makes the most sense that it’d be him to keep his wits about him.

The Terror Twins are hearty drinkers; they also can drink a lot and get very warm and jovial when drinking, like Devastation. Any outing to a bar feels celebratory with them. They decided they don’t like to get fully drunk though, not too regularly. First Tuppence decided this, then Tommy when she pointed it out to him. They don’t want to open up more quickly than they intend. Psimon can relate to that, so he defends them when they drop out. That doesn’t stop them from having fun with everyone else though, or helping when things get bad. They’re usually decent at opening up on their own time anyway. 

Shimmer and Mammoth like to follow Psimon’s lead and keep excess drinking to a minimum. A couple of shots, a glass or maybe two, it really depends on what it is, but that’s it. Mammoth can take more than his sister, just by merit of him being so much larger, but he doesn’t like the taste of alcohol at all while his sister does. However, the second either of them get any kind of buzz ebbing at their senses is the second they quit. 

If they’re found sitting down and downing drinks, something is wrong. They’d only let go so much if they’re trying to drown their problems. Then, they can use some company. Someone lending an ear to their sorrows doesn’t sound half bad. 

If another team member is in a similar situation and needs someone to simply sit next to them and just be, or listen, Baran and Selinda are quick to be there for them.

Junior drinks for fun, he’ll seize any opportunity to drink. That man is getting “Krunk” as the kids say. He doesn’t know his limits and if he did, there’s no telling if he’d actually adhere to them. He WILL blackout if no one keeps an eye on him. He will be puking in the trashcan. The rest of the team has to steer him away from opportunities to drink lest he develop alcoholism at the tender age of 5-minutes-into-being-able-to-legally-drink. 

His mood becomes turbulent and fragile. He’ll typically be happy, loud, reckless, aggressive; but at the mention of the wrong thing or at the sight of something that takes him way back, he can breakdown rather easily. It’s actually pretty common for his drunken stints, when they get out of hand, to end in tears. Junior has to be one of the least repressed members of Onslaught, due in no small part to moments like these; where he lets his emotions run rampant and they go down a bad path. 

He’d expect ridicule, but Onslaught is actually very sympathetic to his struggles and complaints, whatever they may be. He can air his dirty laundry as much as he wants with little to no judgement, something he’s not used to. Once he starts, it’s hard to stop, but the team will listen until the end and it’s something he’s really grateful for. Despite being a troublemaker and general criminal, he tries to pay the team’s kindness towards him forward as much as he can.

If Psimon does end up drinking to lose his troubles, he usually does it alone, when everyone else is asleep. Or at least when he thinks everyone else is asleep. Sometimes someone will wander about looking for a late night snack or a glass of water, or even search for him himself. He dislikes being caught like that, dislikes not being so impervious and put-together for the team. 

Without fail, they’ll sit with him awhile. They’ll ask, they’ll listen, they’ll joke or comfort or sit in silence. Psimon will wither in place or try to get them to leave him be, but they’re a stubborn lot. They’re far from the most “upstanding” of company, but they treat him with the same care, empathy, and concern he tries to treats them with; and Psimon finds afterwards that, despite not enjoying being caught in a state of weakness or forced to open up, he wouldn’t have rather it have gone any other way.

[itsalwaysdark]

i like overthink everything now it makes me feel so dumb. i used 2 be able to just talk 2 ppl but nowadays every single thing im like Is that actually going to make them hate me. Yes probably. and then i just dont respond which makes ppl hate me. this is how it is

[sollucets]

hi everyone :’) i havent been on tumblr much lately because i am 1) not watching anything and 2) still dealing with the effects of a bunch of fun medical stuff! i am doing ok but my body hates me so so so much lately. i have the energy and ability(?) to do only a few very specific things right now (play elden ring, let youtube forcefeed me kpop videos, languish) and that does not include watch show or make gif or even write no matter how much i might want to. so. this is how it is haha. miss u guys

[stillgotscars]

love letters night!! hi ebony I adore you so much. you're one of the strongest people I know and I'm so grateful for you 💜💜 I'm always sending you so much love 🫶

aww elena 🥹 you’re such a bright light in this world, and i think it goes without saying that you’re appreciated and loved by sooo many people on here, including me. ily 🩷

[sleepy-stitches]

my brain is so evil. why do i have no energy to clean my room. why does it all go to writing weird fucked up yuri. like why am i sitting here enraptured heart and soul by a piece of writing that was meant to be a fragment at best but i am discovering has three entire parts to it. why is that where we are at. i need to clean my fucking room