#OOC...!! HELP :SOBS:

[medicalcrew-tulpar-indiana]

Do you like skibidi toilet

"what is ... ski- skibidi.. toilet? Am I getting too old or is the younger generation moving fast with these new terms and slang??" [Literally squinted at the screen to read the word right.]

[exmarsbians]

Meet Me In The Fields Of Green

Based off of a guy i used to talk to. (i miss him)

• Edited: January 30th 2025 (30.01.25)

Content: Angst, Mentions of Kinich’s Story Quest (Rep Quest of Scions of Canopy) Very ooc because i’m slightly referencing someone else through him.. sorry🥲

Seeing him for the first time, after he saved the Mountain King. You two make eye contact, if only for a brief moment.

He has beautiful eyes.

Was all that came to mind.

There was a giddy feeling in your stomach, that feeling of butterflies.

You couldn’t help that your eyes would wander to his direction wherever he was.

Your friends would nudge and tease you over it, there was no hiding how he made you feel.

You were too nervous to talk to him yourself, instead your friends had gone up to him and told him that you were into him.

The embarrassment you felt as you were cleaning up after the Turnfire Night.

That day he came to you, to talk. You both chatted all night, talking about anything and everything, getting to know one another.

You two seemed to just click immediately.

Whenever you two would talk, his friends (Mualani and Kachina) would always tease him, they knew of you and what you guys had.

Nothing was official, it was just a talking stage.

Yet you’d both spend day and night talking, he’d always come to see you first thing in the morning, hearing his morning voice as he greets you first thing in the morning had you weak in the knees.

He’d visit you in between commissions. Anytime you two would talk, he’d have such a sweet smile on his face.

You met up one day to hang out around the village.

That day continues to replay in your head, haunting you.

It seemed so normal, you two met up, talked, and seemingly had fun.

It felt so right.

It was only after, that he had pulled you aside to talk.

“I don’t think we should continue this.”

“..what..?”

“You just-”

sigh

“It’s weird to be seen with you.. you seem so.. young.”

“…you can’t be serious. right..?”

But it was only two years.. a two year difference.

was it really that bad?

After everything you two had talked about, planned about.. he couldn’t be serious right?

That night you went home fine.

Until you had opened the door, and walked into the house. The comfort of your home enveloping you, only then had you let your feelings out.

The burning sensation in your eyes as you held back tears, only to feel it drip down your cheeks. Letting yourself fall onto the floor, and curl into yourself.

Months pass by, you still can’t forget him.

One

Two

Thee

Four

Five

Six

Seven

It’s been seven months and you still remember his favorite colour, his future plans, his laugh, his smile, his beautiful eyes, the plans you guys had made.

He had promised to take you to dance.

He had noted things you liked to take you on a date.

He wanted to introduce you to his friends who were so eager to meet you.

Why?

What had happened?

What did i do wrong?

You still find yourself looking for him in small things that he had liked.

Ever so rarely do you leave fleeting notes in random places you know he goes to on occasion, knowing you shouldn’t.

Does he remember me anymore?

Who i am?

Do you miss him? Or is it the memories of the feelings for him.

It leaves a gaping hole in the heart.

Your dreams occupy him, as if he were still really there.

Only being able to see him in your dreams.

“Meet me in the fields of green.” meaning, i cant have you, you’re just a dream.

I’ll see you in my dreams.

[quackity1999]

Do you ever think about New L'manburg? Of what it could have been?

of course i do. there— god, there were so many semi-good times. plus that one party.

then again; you can't have the good without . . .

[ X ] [ X ] [ X ] [ X ] [ X ] [ X ] [ X ] [ X ] [ X ] [ X ] [ X ]

. . the bad.

[ccaptain]

do you have advice for new roleplayers? x10

OH BOY, DO I.

( Disclaimer before you read this monumental thing: these advices are all from my personal experience while I was staying into a pretty toxic RPC before coming here and starting to heal and make friends, other than developing other hobbies aside from roleplaying. I briefly reference a small drama I had on my Sampo that solved itself, and nothing else.

I sound old, tired, traumatized and jaded, because I am. Take my advices with a grain of salt. )

1. You should be careful of who you allow into your mains/affiliates. Expecially when shipping. A person who is just as smitten with your ship as you are, that gives off a warm energy and will put effort into showing you just how much they like the couple you're roleplaying and does so consistently > someone who essentially lovebombs you for a month, and loses interest when they think you've been ''bagged'' like a collector's item. You're not a fucking carton of milk, and the effort you put into your writing should be met with the same effort to prioritize and do stuff with you. Being ''lovebombed'' is essentially what happened to me on my Sampo and why his muse for me is non-existent now- also, why a ship for him that I particulary like now summons no emotions in me. If it feels particulary intense, it should bring out your gut feeling instead of making you feel flattered.

Be kind, be open, make friends and have fun, but also be wary of weird behaviors.

2. A good partner doesn't dismiss your feelings, or tries to pretend those don't conveniently exist because it inconveniences them. Your feelings and hurt should be addressed and respected, and you should not feel like a doll picked off the shelf to be played with for a while when engaging with someone. If you feel cast aside for someone new and shiny and it unnerves you, step away from the situation entirely. The person who sent me to therapy used to do this to me all the time, expecially when they were in the wrong and caused me harm: complete dismissal, or ghosting until I had to drop the issue and act like it never happened.

Be wary of dismissiveness and generally about a person being unpleasant to you or doing stuff that makes you feel weird. If there's a problem you bring to their attention and they don't apologize and try to see your point of view as a mature and empathetic person would try to do, politely part ways and go on your own after trying to converse about it with them. Successful or not, you WILL have communicated what you felt, and that's your priority. If it's a problem that doesn't get solved, walking away is always an option.

Make this not the hill you'll die on- but the hill you'll kill the other person over before leaving. Invite them on a treasure hunt to find out who the fuck they think they're talking to, if they think you can be disrespected and cast aside like you don't matter.

3. No priority? Return the energy to sender. As a main/affiliate of someone, your character or ship should receive a minimum of priority over others, in terms of replies, ask memes and threads while someone splits their attentions over other stuff. At least, this is what the concept of affiliates/mains seems to entail to me. Why would anyone put someone as their main or affiliate if all they're going to do is make them engage in a chase for attention and put them at the bottom of their priority list? At this point, don't make them into one of both of these things. It doesn't make sense to me, but let's move on.

If you don't feel prioritized and like you're the last wheel of the cart when it comes to being replied to, sent memes or unprompted ask while everyone else is being sent things, having ideas discussed with and being started stuff with, what you should do is take a marginal note of this and reply to other stuff in the meanwhile. Give priority to those who show you a warmer energy and consistent interest. You should try not to assume that something is being done maliciously, unless there's a problem. And, if there's one, you gotta have trust in your roleplay partner that they'll bring up to you to have a discussion. There can be carelessness and flakiness, even somebody being so comfortable around you that they think nothing of this can be an issue, but most of the time these are solved if brought to notice to the other person. It happens.

What I advise you with, however, is: set a clear boundary, and refuse to chase for attention. It creates a dangerous dynamic where you could be taken advantage of, and this comes from a person who was made to chase others consistently in order for these people to see me after the first month of ''lovebombing'' me, creating a ship and showering me with attention and friendship. Set clear boundaries, say ''if the effort becomes one-sided I will break the ship'' and stick to it. If you see somebody sending to everyone long, poetic unprompted asks but it's never your turn to get one, prioritize other people who fit your roleplaying style better and that you know will send you unprompted stuff, if this is what's important to you. Don't chase, be on even footing with your partners, or politely part ways with them and walk another road.

Never, and I repeat this for your own good, NEVER chase after someone who sends you weird mixed messages that induce anxiety.

Acting interested, then dismissing you for unknown reasons? Unacceptable behavior. Making you feel more like an intern entertainer than a roleplay partner and making you feel like you have to struggle or cater to them in order to notice you? Unacceptable behavior, again. Showing you attention, then pulling back and stuffing you at the bottom of your priority list? Unacceptable behavior.

As soon as something makes you feel weird, politely excuse yourself and move on with the people who have an interest in you.

4. You should ALWAYS be proud of your writing. Even in the days that you produce something that, for your standards, sucks, you should be proud to have written something at all. And if one day or some more you can't write, be proud that you're giving yourself time to kick yourself back in gear. You should do at least one day per week where you find a particulary good piece that you wrote and simply preen in front of it. This was all you! We should totally make this a weekly or monthly thing.

Look at your writing with affection, even in the worst days, even when you can't write for the day. Stop thinking ''oh nooo I didn't wrote anything today'' and think ''I'm just resting so I can give my partners replies my all when I'm good, at my own pace''. Your own pace is your own pace. People that love you will stick to you no matter how ''slow'' you think you are at writing.

5. See the red flags and LEAVE. My first suggestion, when you find yourself in a situation that gives you a dose of stress that starts to limit your creativity or makes you not want to be in a place, is the same advice that I'd give to someone being bit by a zombie: cut away the infection site and clean what's left, hoping for the best. I'm speaking from experience that me staying in a mentally and emotionally abusive situation with a friend/roleplayer, aka the Person that sent me to Therapy, has left me with some lingering effects despite me recovering with time. It is to be expected.

I was not being seen. The effort that I put into my writing was not being recognized. My ideas would slide off them like water on a duck's back. I would never get prioritized, and I had to see everyone else receive thoughtful, long stuff as memes or unprompted things while it was never my turn to receive one. It felt like being the weird kid again at 8 years old, and nobody wanted to play with me. I felt small and insecure. My behavior changed drastically and instead of extroverted and chatty I turned quiet and anxious. I was afraid to share my ideas, because if this person didn't liked them, maybe my ideas sucked. I burned myself out trying to make ideas that appealed to them, but didn't appealed to ME and felt wrong on my character. I would be aknowledged in a panicked state only when they felt me pulling away and getting ready to move on. This happened many times.

If you are in a situation that's making you question your worth, EVEN OUTSIDE OF ROLEPLAY, leaving is always an option. Saying ''this is not working, see you around'' should always and foremost be your option should the stress start affecting you too much. Staying in situations where I should have left before it did any permanent damage has left me with, you can say it!, very permanent emotional damage. I would be more normal and less anxious if I left, so I'm advising you to leave red flag-gy situations as soon as possible.

Don't stay to do damage control. Stay because you don't have to control the damage, because there's no damage to control.

6. Don't ''compete'' with others for attention. Sometimes, the roleplay partner that you really want attention from will be more focused on someone or something else. Mutuals that usually like your stuff will be busy/away and won't always like your stuff. This is not my first warning that getting attention can become addicting and turn the enjoyment of writing into an attempt to try and produce stuff to cater to everyone's tastes to get that attention back on you. Doing so will create an awkward air around you, and will also burn you out. Attention is addictive. I had people banking on me chasing them for attention, and chasing me desperately when they noticed that I was interested in another partner or simply doing my own stuff, ''lovebombing'' me back into chasing them. It was not pleasant, nor healthy. These people didn't knew how to entertain an healthy behavior.

I'm specifically wary of the first month/month and half of engaging with someone, expecially if it's a ship. There are a few ways that tingle my Spidey Senses, but this is getting long already, and I can't reveal all the aces up my sleeve, lol. I usually wait to see if I'm an exciting novelty for them and if the attention diminishes considerably after that month/month and half, or if their enthusiasm keeps going without issues and the interest is still present. I also give a glance at how they behave around their other partners before I jump into anything with anyone, what happens when someone new starts roleplaying with them, etc. Which is how things should be done. Friendly and open, but wary until trust is being actively built and there's no anxiety-inducing weirdness.

7. Obviously, set your own pace to not get overwhelmed. Going away from all that stuff where the Old Jaded Sam warns you away from weird people, seriously. Say ''today I'm going to respond to this this and this'' and try your best to reply to at least one thing, or seeing the drafts pile up will be overwhelming. Don't be afraid to drop threads or asks, just warn other people that you're going to without feeling bad and plot something else for when you feel like it and when it's comfortable for both of you. 

It takes time to make quality, and quality has a vast range of descriptions. What you write is quality, no matter if the day was bad, no matter if you don't feel like it is. Trust me that it is.

[gepazu]

imagine the boys taking you on your first ever date … lars would be sure to recite everything he’d get you in the front of a mirror as he fixes himself up with a smile and sing-song pitch to his voice. would definitely give you a bouquet of roses with your favorites accentuating the deep greens and reds. he’ll pull a cheesy pickup line that makes you giggle a bit before smiling fondly, holding out his hand—and telling you how darling you look at this very moment <3 also.. if you look closely… you might see a type of longing in his eyes once you catch him staring at your hands and lips. you won’t tell him he got caught or something.. but you will kiss him on the cheek after your date and wave goodbye—not knowing the hand you’re waving with now loudly jingles with the keys to his heart <3.

clarence, on the other hand, would be the fidgety type—hands never seeming to pull his tie right (he almost choked because he didn’t realize he pulled too tightly). despite his stoic expression in front of his dress-mirror, his ears to his nape are flushed a cherry-blossom pink; breathing a bit erratic as he imagines the expression on your face when you seem him prim and proper at the cafe. would you smile? be amazed? be as fidgety as he is right no—wait, he wasn’t fidgety! he isn’t, he tells himself with a cough before looking at his watch, seeing his reflection in it, and groans inwardly. okay… maybe he is a bit flustered.. but it’s probably because it’s you he’s going out with. he’s utterly infatuated with you… and the problem is he wasn’t taught anything about love (until now—until you, that is) <3.

and cael.. oh cael. you’re heart is going to feel like bursting multiple times mid-date from his actions and antics! he knows you inside and out, having taken care of you after you were entrusted into his arms from a young age. despite having seen and known you for what feels like a sweet forevermore—his heart stills manages to spill all over you in some rare moments when your hand slips between his, lips covered with bits and pieces of cotton candy he can’t help but want to kiss to get a taste of you. his thoughts grab ahold of him and reel him in by the baited hook; leaning in to kiss the uplifted corner of your mouth. blue silver strands dawn down at your shoulders, a wave of stiffness and doe overcoming your entire body. a quiet apology snaps you out of your daze, the feeling of daylight dappling heated skin becoming a familiar kiss. you think the sudden apology was strange and out of place, but your fingers entangled with his wasn’t. it was right, and perhaps a silent word of “forgiveness” that the man was grateful for, truly. what else did he realize he felt truly? his growing love for you <3.

© GEPAZU 2023.

AUTHOR’S NOTE — i feel like i should tag @lovebrushed bc she gave me the inspo for writing this (I AM SO SORRY IF U DONT LIKE THE TAG) (plus the fact there was indeed an x reader tag for lbc KBDKDHDKHD) so yea! take this as a sign of me joining the lovebrush chronicle writing fandom! KHSLSJSLSKAKS

[lemonboynotcavetown]

Gold, I have a question. By the Trees, what in the world is a “twink”? I have been seeing the word used some while scrolling around on here and I have no idea what it means.

-@barracuda-dumortierite

Oh my god.

[amischiefofmuses]

Current mood while trying to figure this shit out with @vitrumbra Any codebreakers out there that can give us some translations? I'll owe you my first born child.

[cursestastelikeshit]

HELP ME AHAHHS I CANT BREATHE

What the fuck.

[ask-gardenview]

guess who's going as scraps for Halloween .. (it's in three days and I need to make all of it myself. help)

[iunctura-arch]

KO-FI DONATION DOODLES Donate to me, get a doodle

I didn't really want to make this kind of post, but here it is. I'm doing a doodle donation thing, where every donation gets a sketchy doodle. Doesn't matter what you donate, it'll all be the same type of doodle so I can get them out faster.

The reason behind this is kind of personal, but recently the owner of the house we live in died and everything's been shoved onto us. Originally, we rented but now we have to pay practically everything to continue living here (if the owner's family allows after everything is said and done).

I don't get a lot a month as a streamer. On top of my own bills, I now have to make sure we're stocked on essentials and necessities as well as make sure we don't end up having to scrounge, scrimp and save to afford what we may need/have to get over time. And help with the bills. And make sure we don't find ourselves in a worse situation (aka even more in poverty than we already are).

So yeah. Things have changed, hence why I'm doing this.

You can donate on ko-fi and then message me here either via IM or ask. I'll doodle canon characters and original characters. Even if you just want to donate to help out, that's fine too. I just want to make sure y'all get something in exchange.

If you can't help, could you reblog this to get the word out? I'd appreciate it.

doodle examples under the cut. the coloured one was done before the rest, but colour won't be an option due to how much time it'll take. sorry.

[candyredappledragon]

Does Furret participate in Pokémon battles or are they moral support?

both actually! furret is a support pokemon! he has a moveset to help others and- ah sorry i got a "little" into competitive but you know for fun! florian inspired me to make a team that involves with pokemon i love and build it from there. though furret prefers to be my moral support. i grab him, hug him tight and i forget about my loss.

though some of my pokemon do enjoy the quiet and relaxing life so its a win-win for us! i leave some of them with my grandparents to help them around the house or do activities. i am very grateful for them!

[xi0v]

Someone remove my head from my shoulders so this pain will CEASE.

[rubiesintherough]

let me set the scene... what if mahia just broke. What if she finally had enough, and decided to fight back, and it goes against every part of her. Everything in her being and her soul. It's a struggle, but she needs to survive and there's no other way. What if she catches one of the Hunter's alone, and they spot her, and they fight. And she just... swings her blade. And she's shaking, and stepping back, bloodied, hyperventilating. He's gasping, reaching for her, choking on his blood.

And she doesn't help. She wants to. She feels like she needs to. But, they're never going to stop. They're never going to let her live. They're never going to stop chasing her... she takes another step back. Her arms cross over her chest and she has to hug herself, forcibly clutching her fingers around her arms to stop them from moving toward her flask. She isn't healing him. She needs to, she needs to, everything in her body is screaming for her to... she can't. She understands that she can't. And he dies.

The others come running by, they see him. They yell in frustration, they get angry, they search for her as she hides. And they move on to keep looking for her. When the coast is clear, she steps out. And she's sobbing silently. She doesn't want to get closer to the dead man, but she does. She forces herself to. She kneels down and closes his eyes, whispering "I am sorry. I am so sorry" over and over, again, like she's begging his forgiveness. Then, she stands up, and staggers, and vomits, and runs.

[kuratm]

me when graphic design is my passion, i'm a tryhard and i want to revive my (dead) multimuse with ✨ STYLE ✨

what do we think, you guys? too black and white or am i slaying, as the kids would say? nobody look at the last icon. NOBODY SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THE LAST ICON, THERE IS NOTHING TO BE SEEN HERE.

[lordsrot]

fun fact Agra's hair goes down to his lower back and with being 9'5" that is a LOT of hair

[uravityxo]

someone beat me over the head with a stick and help me get back into the writing grove 😭🙏