#but I'm sticking with mine lol

[berryicet]

I've been going insane over i.o.n on twitter the past two days and I feel like it's only fair I show them here too

[esprei]

more popstar!emmet!! ✨ he's definitely the more flashy one, earrings, accessories, eyeliner all of it he's gonna be wearing it all

[ebenelephant]

everyone on this app is really pro body positivity until it comes to comparing the uk and us versions of a show

[non-un-topo]

Kind of obsessed with this nickname actually

[shima-draws]

Constantly caught in between the mindset of “I need to find a unique yet uniform thing to do with my art and stick with it so that it’s recognizable and brandable” or “Do whatever the hell you want who cares if your art isn’t a picturesque Instagram gallery when it’s all lined up”

[mustlovesteve]

huzzah! i had so much stuff to do this sunday but i managed to edit and upload the newest chapter of dpotc. i'm also still having a lot of fun with this game lol.

[the-carnival-of-time]

I got an ocarina off Temu that sounded like the sound of your eardrums combusting so had to buy a decent one and now I can do this

Recommended Ocarinas:

STL Ocarina | Songbird Ocarina

[the-irken-pony]

Been replaying Paper Mario: The Thousand-Year Door and despite remembering Koops being my favorite character when I was younger, upon replaying the game I’ve grown a lot more fond of Bobbery as of late. Which came to a surprise to me until I was discussing it with a friend and realized that he’s just fucking

[clowningaroundmars]

the way that i am now downloading stock market news apps......... and squinting at these crazy ass news articles and learning finance terms n shit.... trying to read these number and graphs........

i am morphing into a middle aged dad of 3 kids. 🧍‍♂️

[yardsards]

on one hand it's probably for the best that there were no jokes about rainer's disability but on the other hand, rainer absolutely strikes me as a fellow member of the "uses our visible disability for lame puns and prop comedy" gang

[humblemediagenius]

I miss CJ (I say this like I cannot draw him at any time I desire)

[polaroidcats]

not me googling how much it would cost to play the harp :(

[afniel]

AH I REMEMBERED WHAT I WAS GONNA SAY EARLIER but it's kind of stupid, lmao.

So my partner is getting into brewing beer and I got them a Tilt, which is a Bluetooth hydrometer. It measures specific gravity and temperature, which are things you want to know so that you don't kill your yeast or whatever. Except the sensor's Bluetooth range is super short, and it basically runs via a phone app, and the temperature we're logging currently is the crawlspace, accessible via the staircase closet. So they were like, wait, what do we do about this, because I can't leave my phone in the closet, that's my alarm clock.

In a kind of ridiculous turn of life imitating art, I was like, hold up, I got just the thing right at my desk. Bam. Old phone. We just needed to scrounge up a charger because the battery is so dead that after charging just enough to power on it claimed it was at 53% (to be fair to it, there is a very real chance that it's correct, and it just holds no charge at this point so the capacity is just THAT low) and now it lives in the closet logging sensor data.

And I was like, you know...didn't I just solve a major story detail with a much larger version of this...yeah, no, this is all vaguely familiar somehow, power supply issues and all. Kind of cool that the concept works though. Kind of weird that it came up at all?

We are not gonna talk about the fact that I still have at least two more ancient-ass phones in a drawer where that came from because look, man, sometimes you just need a camera/mic/mini computer with Bluetooth and wifi that fits in a pocket, and people just get rid of these things, but not me. I actually could build a shitty security system out of them if I was reaaaally inclined. I mean. I'm not. But it's technically possible.

For real though, If I pick up any stupid maker projects I still high-key am thinking about slapping Bluetooth into a necomimi headset and running that through an Arduino and learning to code just enough to let me skip songs/change the volume on Spotify with my brain, because it's entirely doable, and I mean yeah I could do that on my phone remotely too, but that's not funny, now, is it. I'm just not sure it's $350+ of parts funny. Kind of a big investment just to prove the point that haha look I am the extremely ADHD type of lazy where I would rather solve a problem via the most convoluted and complicated Rube-Goldberg type ass machine way possible rather than just perform a single simple action.

YEAH I'VE BEEN THIS SCATTERED ALL DAY AND I REALLY SHOULD GO TO BED SHOULDN'T I. I started playing Satisfactory. Mistakes were made. I'm going to dream about conveyor belts again and I did it to myself...

[minecraft-sideblog-tm]

I recently watched Jess Less (on youtube) make a little irl model of Grian’s s9 starter base and my brain has been obsessed with the idea of making little models of my own minecraft builds help

[flower-yi]

DAN HENG who seeks the comfort of your hand during times he is uneasy. it happens too much these days. his gaze is often preoccupied, too busy skimming the lines of the main cabin window—it'd be nothing if it was like the many times where it'd then land on you, but now, now, his sight continues to stray from you. is it really enough, the warmth of your palm against his? then his green eyes snap to yours, clouded with uncertainty, and your train of thought silences itself then and there. only when he speaks—"i'm alright,"—in that temperate tone of his it whirs back to life. the burst of concern surging is too much to ignore, so you ask, "are you sure?" and maybe he sees the fear in your eyes; maybe he sees the worried creases on your face; because dan heng lifts your intertwined hands to his lips—the back of yours towards him—and presses a kiss on it. it's only then you think it's enough.

JING YUAN who seeks the comfort of your body during the times he is uneasy. the professional guise he wears in the public is but a piece of himself he lets everyone sees—the levelheaded, strategic and dozing general whom everyone respects—but what you see is a fragile man who tries to find ways in order to bend his soul. life for you holds only a candle to his, and he is reminded of this—sometimes. oftentimes. always. the people of his past is beyond his touch, his control and his memories—for him, it is easy to remember the happiness, the joy. but when he begins to fear, to doubt whether it is his time to begin losing his sanity, the heavy weight of his frame draped over yours starts to be commonplace. jing yuan hides from the world, smothering himself into the crook of your neck, and it is only then he feels alive; real. the smell of your shampoo, the scent of your soap, the beating of your heart, the warmth of your body enters his senses—perhaps you can forgive him if he decides to pull you closer, the furrow of his eyebrows slowly giving way to a peaceful expression.

BLADE who seeks the comfort of his memories during times he is uneasy. you died long ago; you were a short life species. it'd make sense if whatever was left of you would begin to fade in his mind, cursed by the immortality brought to him through an unforgivable act. and yet, and yet, during the split second of death he is allowed to experience, the memories of your laughter—your pain—your love—begins to seep into his consciousness. sometimes, it is long. he can spend hours upon hours with you in his arms—and for him, the release of death is sweet. but then he returns to the world—cold and vengeful as ever—and there is nothing but dampness on his cheeks, distraught at the fact that he is unable to die.

[okayykyle]

Maybe I should just make blogs to organize my drafts at this point.