#<- i like to keep track

[keferon]

Don’t mind me I just like to see him go bananas about cartoonish Autobot rules

Maaan…..if Prowl was in tfp he would spontaneously combust at least once a day

[dinoserious]

thinking of snakes much lately. i dont know his name yet

[eyes-of-nine]

pls assume i'm thinking about this moment 24/7 all week every week

[late-draft]

I sketched out the Fire Nation royal family, it's curious to follow who resembles whom physically and which traits got passed

[derlingly]

What day is it today Zane?

[pouletpourri]

trying to get used to drawing tgd characters pt 2 ft him the mud man

[baylee-doodle]

Kiss!!

[idontmindifuforgetme]

friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me

[egophiliac]

this started as a reply to someone (a million years ago) (I am so sorry) and then very quickly got out of control, as these things do. so...uhhh....here's everyone else at Playful Land!

sorry

[blueberry-ink-93]

i didnt really realise i was strolling aimlessly in a fog till a faint jazzy tune (metaphorically) materialised out of nowhere and brought me out of a different kind of fog.

doctors just couldnt reach a conclusion about what was wrong with me. which was probably due to the fact that id never been to any, but regardless, there was something not quite right about me.

i was never really all the way there? some part of me was off doing her own thing. it was fun when i was still a carefree and adventurous child, but now waking up from reveries is an isolating experience that leaves me feeling horribly exposed.

but i did love jazz, so naturally i followed the glorious instruments of gleaming gold till i found myself upon the strangest quaintest scene i had the pleasure of beholding;

several be-clothed and be-doilied tables had been lined together, all slightly different in shape and size, like the opposing chairs at both ends, in a very unkept garden of sorts. i had to wade through the grass till i reached a respectable distance from the very end of the table. no radio in sight however. which was quite odd. odder than the rabbit and rodent throwing sugar cubes at each other.

at the very head of the table, some 5 postboxes (horizontal of course) away from where i stood something in a fancy high back chair moved. or rather a someone. everything stilled, and though i couldnt see it it felt like several pairs of eyes were on me now. even from behind.

my throat dried instantly and i felt very stupid. who emerges from a fog cross armed and hunched into themselves probably looking like they were raised from the dead? (i wouldnt know, mirrors didnt grow on trees after all. clocks did though). i looked down at myself to see what i was wearing, unsure of how i didnt think to do so earlier.

i looked down to see a pair of baggy flared jeans, my very favouritest ones that had an embroidered creeping vine and two little honeybees (the sweetest little bugs, pun absolutely intended), and a checkered sage green dress (pinafore?) that reached just above my knees, the sleeves just below my elbows. not bad for a fever dream.

looking back up again at my audience, a cracked "hello?" was all i could manage. a small silence later the rabbit (wearing a waistcoat a lovely shade of deep blue and an amber bow tie) yelped a very clear "no". i blinked once. and then twice.

'fair enough', i grimaced. just as i was about to turn on my heels and wander off back into the fog, a heavy chair scraped on what sounded to me like stone as someone got up. i blinked again (the fog was drying out my eyes) and wondered if what i was seeing was quite real.

whoever was seated at the head of the table was now speedwalking (on the table) towards me, knocking over several fragile looking things and making sharp clinky noises that sounded like a poorly thought out wind chime. i could only frown and wrap my arms tighter around myself in anticiaption.

my feet were firmly rooted in the ground and the rest of me frozen, like an oddly shaped icicle i mused to myself, which was something i did a lot. both were actually. i froze a lot and i mused to myself even more.

anyway the head of the table with a hat about the size of a standard 3 tiered wedding cake (mama baked a lot of them when i was younger) had reached the very end of the table and leaned forward i was very sure theyd fall on their face.

bright lively eyes that didnt match the bleakness of wherever it was we were positively lit up when i came into view, a sort of recognition or confirmation passed over them, i couldnt tell which. regardless, a slightly crazed grin (with a very becoming tooth gap) followed and it suddenly became excruciatingly hard to not want to smile at the invisible joke too. except i wasnt invisible really i was right there. all i was able to do was narrow my eyes and lower my head slightly without breaking eye contact.

"youre terribly late you know". eyes twinkling at yet another invisible joke, nose scrunched, and bandaged thimble-y hand outstretched. i still couldnt throw off the feeling of familiarity. friendship? my face was beginning to betray me and i felt a smile tug harder at the corner of my mouth. oh dear.

i let out a sigh of defeat as i was being pulled up to the table (with staggering ease might i add). i was never quick on my feet. which reminded me.

"delightful pair of socks". another impossibly large grin that made something in my heart ache this time. oh no.

"why thank you. theyre the queens". this time i let myself snicker as we ran back hand in hand to the very top of the table and broke more porcelain than i was probably worth, which only made me laugh harder.

it was good to be back.

I WRITED A THING!!

and on a whim too! does anyone want to read? ofc u do lmao

[warrior-of-storms]

Okay but do you know what really gets me?

There's no one left in-universe who can or will talk about Jaybin as he really was.

Bruce is the founder of the Jaybin Slander Department;

Alfred is no better.

Dick wasn't around much, didn't know him that well.

If Barbara ever interacted with him in his original run, I haven't found it yet.

I mean, he had some interactions with the Teen Titans, but was he really close with any of them?

I suppose Gordon could, assuming he isn't in on the Jason-bashing. I haven't seen it but I could be missing something.

And, well, Jason... somehow, I don't think anyone's asking Jason what he was like as a kid, nor is he really a reliable source. Autobiographical memory is weird.

No one in-universe will ever really talk about this bright, friendly, eager kid, and it's a tragedy.

He was smart and clever and had so much compassion.

He wanted so badly to help people, and he found joy in his work as Robin.

He had a dramatic flair and he was kind of a nerd and he was really funny on occasion.

He was so deeply, fundamentally good, and the fact that somehow his legacy has been twisted into one of anger and recklessness is honestly a crime.

It makes me so desperately sad that there's not a single character who can even start to undo the lasting damage of a four-decade smear campaign against a kid who did nothing to deserve it.

[you-were-meteowrong]

reblog for bigger sample size

[papier-ciseaux]

I am very entertained by the french dub's liberal use of swears, it's been fun and never cease to amaze me that they can just SAY that

Tried my best to translate but alas. The meanings get a bit lost.

[the-meme-monarch]

capsei fans been real quiet since this one dropped (the joke is i am capsei fans)

but yeah i get the feeling they’re not gonna last. and it feels bad to me that one of them Doesn’t like him so i Hope they don’t last

👍if you ship scc together go away Please and Thank You

[the-raindeer-king]

Simon would love a little freak (affectionate) of a partner. Like you collect weird things, like taxidermy or bones? Say less, babes. He's getting you an animal skull for your birthday.

Is your thing clowns? Man is scouring the internet for some obscure clown clock because you saw it on Ebay once and complained about the price.

You likes bugs? Great, he's got a friend named Roach. Y'all be freaks (affectionate) together. But also he's building you a butterfly garden, or buying you a pet spider, or whatever.

It doesn't even have to be weird. You could just really like the ocean, or horses, or whatever. And I just realized what I'm getting at is that Simon would love a neurodivergent partner...

And he would!! He'd listen to you ramble and rant, and he'd be making a mental list of things to look for when he buys you presents. You could be hyperfixated on literally anything, and Simon would find a way to get you a present related to that interest. This man would move heaven and earth, if it meant making you happy.

[deerspherestudios]

Hihi hello!! 🌺❤️

First of all, thank you so so much to those who visited the booth! I honestly expected only a sale or two during the event (to clarify, I meant sales for my games' merch hjhds my friends had AMAZING items to sell), but to my surprise my friends told me a lot of you came by just for stuff from the catalogue! I wish I was able to meet you in person to thank you!! in three languages!! how much I appreciate the support!! 😭!!

And for those outside Malaysia or couldn't attend, once I'm able to figure out a proper platform, I'll happily announce the online shop once it's ready! Thank you again everyone! Your continued support means so much to me!

A summarized update for everything else;

with the con and merch making out of the way, I can finally get back into the swing of development! After the break I definitely have a solid idea on where Day 4 will go, I'm so excited to get started! I can't promise when the next day will release, I'll make a checklist as I've always done once the script is done, refined and coded into Ren'Py!

by the time this posts, I'll hopefully have the QnA masterlists updated (that goes for MO, LYS and AN) and the queue will be up and running by tomorrow!

I definitely wanna make better and better merch for you guys, so once the current stock runs out, I look forward to making more designs and types in the future! Merch-making is definitely an art form in and of itself I now realize, and it's something I'd like to improve upon with more experience!