#Awesome Blog

[bksnie]

finally finished my p5 confidant postcard series!! i’ve been wanting to make this a proper series for close to a year now… and now im done!! im so excited to get these printed😭🩷

[aquanutart]

I was talking and I mentioned that I have my old Game Boy and original Pokemon cartridge. I said, "I think they still work."

I was told, "The internal batteries on the Game Boy cartridges have run out. They're all dead."

"Oh," I said, trying not to show how crestfallen I was. I felt like I was losing nerd cred for not knowing that, although I never kept up with that type of info anyway. I'm here for the fantasy and imaginative aspects of games, and tend not to follow the competitive or technical details.

I tried not to feel anything as I went home. If they were real animals, I reminded myself, I would have had to say goodbye long ago.

But like so many other people, Pokemon was my childhood. It was all I thought about and dreamed about, and the closest thing I could imagine to heartbreak was the knowledge that they weren't real. I spent nearly all my time writing longhand self-insert Pokemon fanfiction--far more than I spent actually playing the game. My Pokemon were with me in my imagination wherever I went. I started playing Pokemon Blue when I was 5, and the last time I had played it was probably when I was 9 or 10. I remembered I had turned it on again one more time after that, not to play it, but to look at my childhood Pokemon.

It was during high school, after a move overseas that completely upended my life, and I was struggling with the crushing blow of being taken away from everything I knew and trying to make sense of anything (least of all adolescence) in another language. All I wanted was to go back to childhood and have everything go back to how it was before.

Seeing my Pokemon, just as I'd left them, had comforted me. I had looked at their stats pages, taken photos of them with my digital camera (that I don't even know if I still have), and then turned it off without doing anything.

That was probably 9 or 10 years after the games came out. It had been a long time since then. I had long since taken the AA batteries out of my Game Boy Color and left it untouched. I didn't even have AA batteries anymore.

It had worked then. But now it had been 27 years... I thought about not trying to turn my cartridge back on. As long as I didn't turn it on, I could believe my Pokemon were still there, the way I remembered them.

On my day off, which happened to be Pokemon Day, I googled and read that some people on forums and Reddit were still able to play their original Pokemon games.

Then... it was possible. I went out to buy toothpaste. At the store, I asked where I could find AA batteries.

It was a big thing for me to be able to go to the store and buy things myself. When I moved at age 13, I felt like something went wrong with growing up. It was difficult to follow what people were saying, and people didn't always understand what I said either. I had been introverted even in English, but now I had enough negative experiences that I became afraid and stopped trying to talk to people altogether.

I threw myself into video games and reliving childhood memories. The internet was where I could communicate in my first language and understand. I lived online and didn't interact with the real world. On the internet I felt like I was understood and could find people who shared my interests the way I did, but in the real world it always felt like I could get hurt if anyone knew me.

I realize now that I could have had a better experience overseas if I'd known how to adapt and socialize, but this was not something I knew even in English, and trying to learn in another language made it ten times harder. I'm sorry now for missing out on interactions that I know I could have had, but I just didn't know how. I wouldn't know how until I learned, and it took me a long time to learn.

I grew up online, in the company of others who had trouble fitting in with the real world, even in their own language. Those experiences shaped me, and the friendships I've made and support I've received online are invaluable to me. The internet gave me a way to live, and through it I learned how to interact with others. But in many ways, for many years, it felt like my life was put on hold and I stopped growing up.

Several years ago I moved back, to not far from where I was born, and I was able to work for the first time. I began to interact with people and feel like I had a place in the real world.

After shutting myself away for so many years, every little step I made out in the world felt terrifying. But every little thing I did on my own made me feel like I was living for the first time.

Even something as little as going to the store and buying a pack of batteries.

I was directed to a shelf at the end of an aisle, and found myself looking at a rack of lithium AA batteries. Did they not sell the old kind anymore?

I walked around to the other side and was relieved to find the familiar black and brown Duracell batteries I'd known from my childhood. I felt more confident about putting in a battery that looked the same as I remembered. The smallest pack they sold was an 8-pack for $12.99. I really didn't need 8 batteries. I didn't have any other devices that used them.

I thought, what if I turn it on and it doesn't work and I'll have wasted $12.99?

I also thought we might already have batteries. I might be able to say, "Mom, do we have any batteries?" and she'd pull out two AAs from a drawer somewhere and I'd save my money.

But somehow I felt like part of what was important about this was being an adult and being able to buy my own batteries.

Yet... what if it just ended up making me sad? Was it better not to know?

I went to the checkout with just the toothpaste and stood hesitating at the edge of the checkout line.

If I didn't get the batteries now, and it turned out we didn't have any batteries, I wouldn't try it. I knew I would just put it off until even more time passed, and then... "Are you in line?" someone asked me.

"No," I said, and I turned around and went back to the shelf.

I bought the batteries.

At home, I took out my original Game Boy Color from the drawer where I left it, the one my dad had surprised me with when I was 5 years old and that I had brought overseas and back.

I put the batteries in and turned it on without a cartridge first to make sure the batteries were inserted correctly. The Game Boy logo scrolled across the screen and it made the familiar blinging Game Boy startup noise. I turned it off again, satisfied.

I took out my original Pokemon Blue cartridge, momentarily having to remember which way it went in, and slotted it in.

I turned it on, watched the whole Pokemon Blue intro out of nostalgia, and then pressed START.

My heart leaped for joy.

MY POKEMON!!!! MY POKEMON ARE ALIVE!!! 🥺🥺🥺

My original Pokemon, that were with me in 1998 when I was 5-6 years old, are still with me 27 years later. I want to cry!!! I love the old sprites, I'm SO happy to see them again 😭😭😭 the Pokemon look so little and cheerful at the same time, which I love 🥺🥺🥺 I know there are people with many more hours on their games, who have leveled all their Pokemon to 100. But these are my Pokemon who were with me through my childhood, and I spent many more hours making up stories about them than actually playing the game. I'm so happy to see them again 😭😭😭

All I want is to see my Pokemon. My other Pokemon are in boxes. Now, how do I get to the nearest PC? Where am I?

Oh... Oh. I have to confess something. When I was a kid, I was scared of the dark cave areas, and whenever I got to them, I stopped playing for a while. (I was stuck at Mt. Moon until I was like, 7.) So I never actually beat the game.

And here I am on Victory Road, with the team of Pokemon I was taking to the Elite Four, without an Escape Rope.

The only way for me to see my other Pokemon is... to finally make it through Victory Road, after 27 years?!

[bikerbutchbait]

“i miss you sm baby” femme x “i’m literally inside of you rn” butch

[anzuhan]

[eumetopia]

happy international rromani day i still cant draw medic

[azolitmin]

most of my HnK arts from recent at the top and older ones at the bottom!

been drawing fanart for this series since 2018 holy shit

[800db-cloud]

ONE HUNDRED PERCENT !!!! 💯💯💯

[skizztangorpf]

the guys ever. if i'm being honest

woe . throws them at you

[totallytob]

Padded regressors are SFW! Padded regressors should be normalized!

tw for mention of K1nk

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Im sick of people or other regressors believing that diapers are inherently s3xual whenever they see another regressor post about one! I shouldn't have to say this, but padded regressors exist, and they are SFW.

While yes, diapers are used in k1nk communities, they are also used in a sfw fashion by some regressors. It just irks me that diapers have such a bad rep that padded regressors get shunned in their own community for using them. There are discord servers and agere communities out there that ban talk of diapers completely, believing that regressors that use diapers are nothing but into a disgusting k1nk and are not age regressors.

Im not even a padded regressor, but it just strikes a nerve within me that this has become normal. All regressors should be allowed to have their own ways of regressing, even those that use diapers. Padded regression needs to be more normalized.

Age regressors may use diapers for many reasons relating to bladder control issues when regressed, afab regressors on their periods, or even just for comfort.

Padded regressors are valid, amazing and deserve the world.

I hope this small post is informative to some who think diapers are only s3xual. Thank you for reading, and please be mindful.

💗

[aquatark]

Black Swallower - Veiled Sea

Endless Ocean Luminous, Nintendo Switch

what a name. scientists why did you name it that

[stefisdoingthings]

ringo bingo the bug man :3

[khaire-traveler]

It's my genuine belief that everyone should take an intro to philosophy class with a good professor. Key word here is good. This class has legitimately changed my perspective on some things in life and made me significantly better at arguing lol.

[dailyblueberror]

DAY 50

Bluebeeror... In star sanses...The swap sans comically large mallet.....

And doodles....

Squarshed

Blueberror in the star sanses would probably use more magic than physical weapons and probably wouldn't want to attack anyone but..... The silly........

[aropride]

they need to make a remake of housemd and everythings the same except chase wears a dog collar 24/7 and its never addressed

[ask-bad-end-sunny]

So...can...can I just say that...this scene was totally Omori overcoming Sunny in that moment?

In the game, I always thought it was the same way, or that Sunny was just having a really hard time distinguishing dreams from reality...but, here, you can see the reflection in the blade, how his eye changes to one that's more dull...how, in his thoughts he's NOT wanting to hurt Aubrey like this

Idk maybe it's just me, but that's what I'm seeing going on here...

- 💛

[nerolikestowander]

sketches again… I just love the contrast between their noses sorry

stupid things I have to google cuz I forget how ordinary things work and need references for everything undercut

And last but not least