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craacked-splatters · 3 months

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"I know"

"Do u want to see what I added today?"

"Sure buddy"

(insane rambling below!)

Scrapbooks! Scrapbooks! Hell yeah!!

Hello to the 5 ppl seeing this👋 Ima be real Im running on 7 hours of sleep after 5day grind brain mushy rn and I scribbled everything maniacally by memory at 3am after having one of those revelation moments so I have no idea what I'm missing lmao. This is actually the first time drawing them like this 2. Really proud of it

and B4 u ask anything hear me out.

So like tmnt2012 mutant apocalypse am I right?

Yeah it's flawed and pacings off and stuff BUT! The implications it left behind are haunting and it has been stuck in my brain for years. One of the things that stuck with me was the fact that Raph and Don had stuff like April's tessen, Mikey's stuffed bear head, The Creeps containment jar, and Casey's skull(horrifying btw) with them and that it's like :((

I fully believe it was Donnie who collected and carried them everywhere in their car. Not only for Raph(to help with this memory)but also for himself.

Why? Well maybe I'm reading 2 much into it and it's also partly a HC of mine but also bc canonically Donnie has a bit of a hoarding habit collecting trinkets and pictures and stuff. He likes to keep things around that hold a lot of significant value to him.

We see this in The Creeping Doom during the intro

AND I swear he's got a literal wall of family photos in his lab somewhere I can't for the life of me find it but I know he did! He even took some to the farmhouse with him when they escaped during the invasion.

They're memories yk? Reminders..

Ok im having difficulty expressing this shit rn words r failing so like give me ur brain 4 a sec.

Imagine ur donbot.

You're stuck in a cold metal limbo for the rest of ur last remaining family members life. Everything and everyone you knew and cared about is dead and gone. Over thousands of species and ecosystems that made ur world unique wiped out. No more animals no more wild things no more blue clear skys. Death can't come for you. Not in a way that matters anymore.

And no matter where u go you are haunted by shadows of what once was. There are so many echoes and ghosts and cultures and stories and lives that were buried & left to rot by the gaping maws of fear & the desperate need to survive. No one cares for the past and the only other person around you can't remember it. Time will claim its domain again and there will be nothing left except empty metal husks to show sentience even existed in the first place.

Like holy shit he was just a kid bro and he never got the chance to even reach full adulthood!!! I can't possibly imagine the grief and guilt he must've carried with him all those years. He lost EVERYTHING

His family. His home. His world.

Did Donnie even get the chance to mourn??? Do u think his new body allowed it? Do u think he even ALLOWED himself to mourn? He had a hurt amnesiac brother who still needed to eat, who could still starve and bleed and die if they weren't careful enough.

So between his habits and the ✨Angst✨ and human pollution, him hoarding random ass things Wall-E style and making these shitty little scrapbooks or keepsakes didn't seem so far fetched to me. I also highly doubt there was enough time or resources to build shrines or graves in the middle of apocalypse. But yk honoring/preserving the memories of the things and ppl we love is natural for us so like SORRY if its a bit cringe of me wanting him to have SOMETHING to comfort him during the really bad days.

Even if its more bitter than sweet

Bonus doodads cuz I was indecisive:

The 1st was purple tinted cuz of donbot vision get it hehehe

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astupidweeb69 · 2 years

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Unrequited (Yandere! Ticci Toby x Reader)

Second Chapter is here: Part 2

The Other Chapters: Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9

Author’s Note: This is literally the first thing I’ve written in over 7 years? Possibly longer than 7? I don’t know. The point is, it’s been a long ass time so don’t judge too hard on my writing skills. I’m so out of practice lol.

I just had Toby on the brain and wrote this on a whim. I don’t know if it’s a one-shot or if I’ll write multiple parts. I guess I’ll figure it out later.

I first got into the fandom back in 2013 and kind of watched the fandom die and then come back again in recent years. And now I’m back in my creepypasta phase and I’m writing fanfiction. Whatever, cringe culture is dead. Here’s my writing I guess.

Cross-posted on my Ao3 account, which I update more frequently.

Warnings: Swearing. Some mentions of murder in passing I guess? The reader likes watching horror movies idk. Written in Toby’s perspective. (2,385 words).

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He honestly didn’t think it would go this far.

It started off as an innocent glance towards your face. Sure, Toby has seen plenty of people over the years he was attracted to, he was a person made of flesh and blood after all. He tried not to act on these needs though, and if he did, he would at least try to find others in his “line of work” who wouldn’t pry too much into his personal life and wouldn’t judge him (or run screaming) when they got to know him.

But you were different. You weren’t a killer or some kind of monster. You were just a person. A good-looking one, but a person, nonetheless. You were in no way a part of his world and for this reason, were out of Toby’s reach.

However, despite these complications Toby couldn’t bring himself to stay away. The rush he felt every time you so much as entered a mile radius of him was too much for him to handle. He was addicted to the euphoric feeling, the way his body burned and ached to touch yours, how his heartbeat pounded like a drum, and his breathing became heavy with desire. Even his tics would become more noticeable, his muscle spasms and cracking bones gaining the attention of anyone who happened to be around him. Usually it would bother him, even give him a reason to return to whatever shitty rundown place he was calling “home” that week. But he had become accustomed to the cold, monotonous, and unforgiving world that surrounded being a proxy. And he wanted that to change. He wanted you. From the first moment you two had met.

And he could still remember every detail of that day.

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Toby had been out on a supply run at a gas station close to the proxy’s current base. He’d been looking in the chip aisle when the unmistakable sound of a bell chiming alerted the employee behind the register of a new customer.

Toby’s tired eyes briefly shot up to see who had entered. He was met with a cute little thing absolutely drenched from the rain, slightly out of breath from trying to find a dry place as quickly as possible. Unfortunately for you, it didn’t matter how fast you had run, your clothes were already soaked. And fortunately for Toby, you’d decided on wearing a simple white t-shirt that day. It clung to your skin and was practically see through now. You were fumbling with the hem of your shirt trying to get it to stop sticking, trying to shrink yourself down to not catch any unwanted attention. But it was too late, Toby was already focused on you.

Watching you nervously look around for something, his dark eyes followed your every movement as you started to walk in his direction.

Wait, why were you walking towards him? Your eyes were definitely looking his way.

Were you going to talk to him? He felt his heart rate speed up as his mind starting reeling at the possibilities. What if you hit on him? He couldn’t remember the last time a pretty girl spoke to him. Or even gave him the time of day. When was the last time he even showered? Shit. He’d covered up the gash on the side of his face, right?

“Uh, excuse me?”

He was snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of your voice.

Toby blinked. “Y-yeah?” Fuck. His stutter. He tried to compose himself, his face involuntary grimacing and his body twitching despite his efforts. God he can only imagine what you were thinking right now.

“Could you please move so I can grab some (favorite snack)?” You were clearly trying your best to maintain a friendly smile. He could tell you were uncomfortable; he’d been staring far too long. Had you caught him looking at your…? Shit, he hoped you hadn’t noticed. Even though he hadn’t exactly been very subtle.

You cocked an eyebrow. “Or… I could grab a different snack… I guess?” You let out a nervous chuckle, attempting to lighten the mood, getting ready to retreat from the strange guy in front of you.

“No! That’s nuh-not necessary… luh-let me just…” He grabbed one of the bags containing your desired snack, and with a hand getting sweatier by the minute offered it to you.

“Here yuh-you go” He twitched, the corners of his mouth struggling to make any kind of face that would make him appear normal.

Your hand reached out to grab the food, fingers lightly grazing his own.

His whole body shivered with delight at the contact.

You muttered out a “Thank you” and quickly turned on your heels to scurry away towards the register.

You had picked out a (favorite color) umbrella from a bin and set your items on the counter to be scanned.

The cashier was looking you over, with just about the same amount of subtly as Toby. He was about Toby’s age, early to mid-20s, with messy blonde hair, light green eyes and a dusting of freckles across his face. The guy was good-looking, Toby had noted bitterly, and he continued to watch the two of you interact from afar, with an ever-increasing amount of jealousy.

“Did you find everything you were looking for?” The guy asked. There was a slight playfulness in his tone that you clearly picked up on.

“Uh… yeah? I mean yes.” You began stumbling over your words. “I did… I guess.”

Toby kept listening, still pretending to be invested in deciding what food to buy, all while smiling to himself. You may have understood the cashier was interested in you, but boy were you bad at dealing with it.

“Glad to hear it. And are you part of our rewards program….?” He trailed off expectantly. The cashier wanted to know your name, Toby realized, and he wanted to know too.

“(Y/N).” You replied hastily. “And no, I’m not.”

(Y/N). Toby repeated in his head. It suited you.

The cashier lifted his eyebrows and flashed a wide toothy grin. “That’s a pretty name.”

“Thanks, my mom gave it to me.” You blurted out. It was an awkward attempt to flirt back, failing to match the man’s laidback approach to flirting. Luckily for you, the guy didn’t seem to care, laughing at your small quip in spite of the poor delivery. And to Toby, your embarrassing display just made you more charming in his eyes.

He watched as your items were scanned and placed in a plastic bag. As soon as you finished paying you had grabbed your things while stuffing your wallet back in your pocket, obviously eager to leave so you wouldn’t humiliate yourself any further.

Rushing towards the door, the guy called out to you, “Have a nice day!”

Without thinking you answered, “No thank you!” And stopped, still facing the door, blinking at what you just said.

Eyes wide, you ran out the door and Toby watched your retreating form disappear into the rain.

You had even forgot to use the umbrella you just bought.

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Afterwards, he kept replaying in his head that scene of you scrambling to leave the store after fucking up your conversation with the cashier. Toby had to stifle his laughter after he had witnessed it. It definitely brightened his day, something that pretty much never happens.

He wondered if it would be easy for him to get you that flustered, to be the cause of such a cute reaction instead of that jackass guy. To tease you and flirt with you. Were you always so nervous or was what he saw just a one-time thing, maybe you had just been caught off guard? Toby wanted to find out more about you, see if you could be the source of any more entertainment.

Plus, it definitely helped that he found you easy on the eyes. He could always just admire you from afar if you weren’t doing anything particularly interesting that day.

At least that’s what he had told himself at first. A crush that’s all it was, you were just his type. If his life hadn’t turned out the way it did, he probably would’ve ended up with someone like you. But that wasn’t possible now, he would just have to settle for following you around (stalking) for a couple more days, and then he’d get these feelings out of his system. Get bored.

And he kept thinking that. A couple more days, until he gets bored.

Of course, it never ended up being just a couple more days.

By now he knew almost everything about you. At first, he followed you home so he would know where you lived and could find you easily. Then he moved on to figuring out what your basic daily schedule looked like. Nothing too complicated for someone like him. It was standard procedure when a proxy was assigned a specific target.

However, at this point he knew everything from your favorite color to your bra size.

You were anything but another victim for him to eventually hack to death.

His initial assumptions were that you’d be an intensely anxious person, from what he’d gathered from his first impression he got at the convenience store. Although that wasn’t the case. You had a much more layered personality and Toby was dying peel it back like skin to see all the tendons and viscera underneath.

Sure, you were sometimes awkward, mostly when you were put into a social situation you were not expecting or prepared for. Which admittedly, happened more often for you than the average person. You were just more on the introverted side, not necessarily shy or timid.

He’s seen you hang out with a couple close friends, and with them you acted more natural. You definitely liked to be the funny one of the group, always quick with a joke or sarcastic remark.

At one point while catching up with a friend of yours, they had asked you if “you were seeing anybody” And without skipping a beat you responded with, “As in dating or hallucinations?” Before eventually informing your friend that you were not, in fact, in any kind of relationship (much to Toby’s relief).

You had lots of interests that fascinated him. His favorite by far being your love of horror. Watching you and your friends sit down to watch a scary movie at your place, seeing how you jokingly cheer on the killer while your friend playfully rolls their eyes. And how your face lights up with fascination when a scene shows a particularly gruesome amount of gore. It almost makes him feel like you and him have something in common. But he knows liking horror movies was a far cry from being able to stomach what he does on a regular basis.

But what was with your hesitation whenever your friends brought up your family? You said they were doing fine, but clearly you were hiding something. Did you have a difficult home life? If that was the case, you and him definitely had something in common. He’d have to find out more about that eventually. But with how guarded you tended to be, even with close friends, he doubted it’d be easy information to obtain. He’d have to get closer to you.

And eventually he did. Not by outright revealing himself to you. Although the thought had crossed his mind. Romantic scenarios of him ‘accidentally’ bumping into you in the street, maybe dropping a copy of a book or movie you like, and you’d excitedly tell him it was your favorite one. What a coincidence it’s his favorite as well. But no, he wasn’t ready for that yet.

Instead, he started to sneak (break) into your home while you were gone or when he was sure you were fast asleep. The smell of you on your bedsheets when you were away was enough to make his head swim. Using your stuff, like your shower and toothbrush made him feel like he was almost your live-in boyfriend. He’d also started to take small items he thinks you wouldn’t notice go missing (maybe a few pairs of underwear). Anything that reminded him of you. Unfortunately, he did look to see if you kept a journal or diary somewhere, something that could give him an idea of what really went on in that head of yours, but came up empty.

You had a laptop, one you used religiously and was often the cause of you staying up so damn late every night (like he’s one to talk), but you had a password on it, and he wasn’t about to ask BEN for any favors.

But this unrequited love (obsession) of his was going to have change soon.

You weren’t dumb, that much Toby knew, you were beginning to notice things. You were very observant, almost to a point of paranoia, an aspect about you Toby found rather challenging. He wondered where that came from, something to do with your past maybe?

He could tell you were suspecting someone was watching you and tampering with your possessions. You started to close the blinds on your windows, double check to see if everything was locked before you left during the day. He even saw you set up little traps around your home. Using thin, almost translucent wire you had taped them across different cabinets and doors in your home while you were away, checking to see if any had been moved or broken when you returned. A trick you had picked up from one those scary movies you enjoyed so much. And if Toby hadn’t seen you do it, he probably wouldn’t have even noticed the almost invisible strings. God you were smart.

And that was the problem.

He couldn’t stop, that much was for sure. He needed you now. Needed that feeling he got when he saw you, it was like he had gained a dependency on it and he wasn’t about to quit cold turkey.

You were going to have to see him again. This time for real. No awkward stuttering. No running away before he got a chance to introduce himself.

He had decided he was going to become a part of your life now.

Permanently.

#creepypasta #ticci toby #toby rogers #ticci toby x reader #x reader #yandere #toby rogers x reader #proxies #yandere creepypasta #yandere ticci toby #fanfiction #yandere creepypasta x reader #my writing

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nrdmssgs · 6 months

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Any advice in making a character

Oh, I`ve got so many, I actually had to restrain myself))

Be self-indulgent! This is the most important thing to do. If any of my further tips conflicts for you personally with this one - this must always win! The main purpose of your character is for you to have fun, to get a voice, to be able to talk about whatever is important to you! Pay no attention whatsoever to people accusing you of making Mary Sue or Bella Swan. It is ok to learn, make mistakes, make characters, that will make you cringe in a few years.

Make as much moodboards as you need! 5 pinterest boards for 1 character is ok, even great! Don't hesitate to make a full moodboard for their home, even if you are planning like 1 short scene in the house.

Moodboards are good not only for pictures! Feel free to add quotes, that remind you of your OC, make playlists for them, go to your favorite clothing online catalog and pick, what would they buy from it! I for example have a thing for scents and I make perfume moodboards for characters (just helps me to feel them better). I use Miro for multimedia moodboards, highly recommend it.

Try starting your character as an 'archetype'. What I like to do is to go to this page and take a test from a perspective of my character The results often help me understand, how would my character react to different people and manage different situations. There are different personality tests, you can use. I believe, this one is the most well known, but I find my first option more helping in writing.

Character 'growth' is not obliged to be something positive. Your character can always become a worse person and it is still a growth.

'Play' with your character constantly! Even if you made them for one short text - ask yourself questions about them every now and them! Would they pick the same type of cheese as you? What was their favorite music genre, when they were 10? And now? What was the most awkward date, they ever had? Dont be shy, use writing promts to come up with little stories about them. This all will give you an indepth understanding of your character.

One of my favorite games to play with my characters is '3 interviews'. I imagine my character taking part in: 1. a talk with a psychologist 2. a cross-examination in court 3. an interview with a journalist. These are 3 situations, that motivate the same person speak on very different topics and relive different emotions. So I like to just examine their behavior. You will be surprised, how many ideas this little game adds to your character.

Don't be shy to ask others to tell you about your character. Request little stories or headcannons about them. The goal here is not to have the same perspective on your OC as your friends do. The goal is to understand, how others see them and which detail (and why) work good or bad for you. There are some authors out there, that take requests and commissions for others OCs.

It is ok to make your characters look like an average person and it is absolutely ok to make them look incredibly beautiful. Don't force yourself to change anything in your OC just because their partner is very good-looking, or because some said to you, that such a beautiful person has no place in this fandom.

Give your OC friends, hobbies, interests outside their job and love-life. Please. You will be surprised, how useful it is to keep this emotional hideout for your character.

Killing your OCs parents is not the only way to make them move out of their parents house. (don't worry, I myself have 2 OCs, whose parents are dead).

Making your OC kill someone is not the end of your OC. Your readers wont start hating them.

The more power your character has - the less freedom they get. Life of a queen is planned to the minute, life of a peasant - endless pool of possibilities))

Watch video essays where therapists talk about different characters in popular culture! There are so many ideas, you can get there for your character. My favorite channel is cinema therapy they have so many wholesome, funny, serious vid on this topic!

By the way, never be afraid to borrow some ideas.

Wanna see a trick? Ok, I'll describe briefly a character to you and you will try to guess, who am I talking about. So our guy, a middle-aged man, lives in a depressing gray world, full of violence and indifference. He loses his job and escapes his constant suffering in fantasies, where he is famous, has his own show on TV, the audience loves him and even his favorite late night show host applauds him. But these are only his fantasies, when in reality nobody care about him except for his senior mom, who genuinely loves her son. Youre thinking something like "Arthur Fleck" or "Joker"? Well, I've just described you Rupert Pupkin, the main character of 1982 American comedy "The king of Comedy", which had a great impact on 2019 film Joker.

My message here: it is not bad to revisit your favorite stories and characters and let them form your OC.

Abandoning one OC and moving on to the next is not a betrayal. Having multiple OCs for one fandom is not an inability to concentrate. Your brain produces many ideas - it is ok to give yourself creative space.

Self insert can be fun and interesting. Just don't forget, that you are not obliged to insert yourself in one and only character - you can always give your thoughts and traits to multiple characters in the story!

Your character needs flaws, not because it is a shame to write somebody perfect. They need flaws, because that will actually help them navigate through their lives.

#nrdspeaks #nrdmssgs

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ocshowandtell · 3 months

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Hiii! Found your Tumblr yesterday and was so happy to see a Tumblr dedicated to OC sharing! We all know how hard it is to be an OC creator as people tend to overlook OCs a lot so having a space for them here was such an amazing idea!

I, myself, love to share my OCs around and see other's OCs so I would love to share these two cuties from my original story with you all!

This beautiful art was a commission I ordered from the sweet Calmomila, one of my favorite TLK artists.

If you don't mind I'd like to take advantage of this piece to explain a bit about these two girls (more of an info dump, I'M SO SORRY FSKJFKDJS) because I am totally crazy over them. *screams* The one standing is Thabisa, the leader of the Jabulani pride, which is a pride that consists only of females, they are seen as atypical and other prides don’t appreciate their ways, however, they are also feared because they are extremely capable lionesses and are known to drive away males trying to invade their territory, especially the ones who still follow the old ways as they do not approve these (my story happens during a period of change, prides are slowly appropriating the new ways, basically the old ways are just like how lions work in real life, while the new ways work kinda like the The Lion King world, but with a few differences). The Jabulani pride is a very unique pride, with their own culture and rules.

The one lying down is Matimba, she is a trans lioness that had a very rough past and wasn’t well accepted by her previous pride. She was kicked out of the pride after she finally got the courage to face them about their acts of prejudice towards her, especially towards her incomplete mane, for which she was bullied. Unfortunately for her, their territory wasn’t far away from the sandy lands where the Jabulani pride lives and she ends up getting lost into a totally different biome than what she was used to, not being able to thrive alone due to the lack of experience and adaptation. She was found by Thabisa and some of her lionesses weeks later, she was severely dehydrated and malnourished, could barely get up. Together the females were able to move Matimba to a safe place within their territory and took care of her for the next months.

Once Matimba gained some of her strength back, she finally started to introduce herself, she wasn’t sure if she could trust them yet so she still presented herself as Mavuto, her now dead name, quickly she started to realize there was no need to hide her true self, Thabisa knew the signs and to Matimba’s surprise, she was totally fine with her being trans. She was loved and cared for since the day she was found and it didn’t take too long for her to finally feel at home, a home where she could finally be herself. The name Matimba was suggested by Thabisa when she decided she wanted to get rid of her birth name, not only because it was a male name, but also because it gave her some sad memories that she wanted to let go, she didn’t feel right with it anymore. The name means “strength” and that was how Thabisa started to see her after finding out about her past: a representation of courage and strength. I am an avid shipper of these two, I don’t care if I am the creator and if people find it cringe for a creator to ship their own OCs, I'mma shipping them until the day I die, I love them so much.

Thank you so much for creating this blog and I hope you are having a great week! :D

i'm telling you guys there is no cringe only joy here!!! im glad you're loving this, this is the whole point!

#oc #original character #oc art #oc show and tell #ocs #original character art #sharing ocs #submission #fan character #animals #this rules and im glad you're having a great time #who better to ship them! who!#missnobodymadness

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purpurrock · 4 months

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(trigger warning in the tags)

Alrighty, soooo

My parents hate my Kandi for some reason, saying it's "too much" and that if they see it again they're going to trash all of them (because that's totally a normal reaction to your child wearing multiple bracelets)

Because I am the way that I am, I'm going to write them a letter as to why their take is ridiculous and I should be able to wear what I want, especially since it's literally just unprofane bracelets and not like I'm trying to wear a bikini to school or some shit

What should I say? I already have some points I know I need to include:

It's supposed to be too much. That's what makes it fun.

It really has no effect on them, especially since I don't even wear them at home so they hardly see it in the first place

I go to a uniform school so it's one of my only forms of self-expression when it comes to how I look

Its self expression!!!! It's art. I should be allowed to express myself by wearing cute bracelets

Kandi is a hobby. A time consuming one. That's less time spent on the Internet, y'know?

I'm a teen so naturally this is the time to be the most cringy annoying version of myself. As an adult I might not even have time to do these sort of things so I want to have fun now

It's completely harmless.

A year ago from now I was literally suicidal. Like I felt worthless, felt like there was nothing left in life for me, that I shouldn't be alive. And I've felt like that for a while, until recently when I discovered kandi. The whole "cringe culture is dead" thing has lead to me not hating myself anymore. There's something fun I can do now, and it's okay to have fun sometimes. This wasn't the only factor, but it was a huge part of me feeling better than I have in years. Every time I liked something and they took it away, it made me feel worse and worse, and made me feel guilty for having interests. I don't want to go down that path again, and letting me make and wear bracelets is an EXTREMELY small price to play. (Sorry this one was so long lmao)

If I can't even trust you to not trash all my bracelets because you don't like them, why the hell would I ever trust you with actual, important things when they come? I could be in a shitty situation and the last thing id do is call you, because youll find a way to make ME the problem.

It's wrong to say someone can't look a certain way because you don't like it. That logic started the "ugly laws" which made it so that fat and disabled people literally couldn't be seen in public because they were considered ugly. It may not seem comparable, but logic like this tends to get bigger and bigger in a sense.

What else should I add ?? :P

#long post #advice #asking for advice #kandi kid #ableism #ableism tw #suicide #sui #sui tw #suicide tw

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jynxd · 6 months

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shimmerbeasts asked:

"I am just wondering: Why take in the kid?"

Sevika grunted as she picked up the glass of cheap bourbon and tossed the content. Her left shoulder, though wrapped in a tight bandage, still felt like it was burning and even just the slightest twitch of muscles set the fire alight. Her dark eyes locked onto Silco as she rested on the beaten-down couch, they had found.

Everything in The Last Drop smelled too much of Vander. A now dead man, who was rotting away by the old cannery, which had been burnt out by a small brat's explosion. That same brat lay curled up and deep asleep on the same couch, inches away from Sevika. Under the blue tuft, her face revealed a mask of exhaustion. Today had been a lot. For all of them.

Sevika tore her gaze away from Powder and gestured with the half-empty bourbon glass towards Silco as she inquired: "I am just saying: I know that foundling culture demands that we look after one another, even the young who aren't our own. I would even get it if you wanted to take in Vi. But her... Right now, she is just another mouth, we gotta feed through for who knows how many moons? She is more a liability than an asset. Do you have any plans, concerning that girl?"

Ordinarily Silco had a simple, easy, answer to such a question and yet it wasn't. This girl was so fragile, so vulnerable. It would have been so easy to take the knife in his hand, which had been used to kill so many men and women, and kill her. This girl, who was one of Vander's precious children, a thorn in his side. It would have been to his benefit to rid the world of her and he had every intention of going through with that. Until she looked at him like that, said those words which hit so close to home.

'She left, she's not my sister anymore.' In his search for her sister, he had found the girl, abandoned by her own sister. Left alone in the pouring rain and then lead into the hands of a monster like himself. It was in that instant that he saw so much of him in her. Different situations but the pain was there, the pain that ate at your heart until there was nothing left and yet there was rage. This girl had so much more life to live, had the potential to be stronger. He decided then, that he would help her embrace that, for their cause, for her.

Initially he was going to take the sister in, Vi, but he soon realized that this girl was already more than her sister could ever be. He had heard what they said, just but a whisper of it. Just enough to know that bomb that was responsible for such mass destruction, was because of that girl laying on what was now his couch. Though it nearly cost him his life, Sevikas arm, and lives of his own men... It occurred to him that he could use this potential for their benefit. Could shape her into a monster, too.

"I suppose I see a bit of myself in this girl," Silco finally admitted out loud as he glanced over at Powder, who was sleeping so peacefully despite everything they'd all just been through. "Rage, betrayal, but there is also strength. Life. I will not subject her to the same life you and I have had to endure. Besides, she could be of use to us, to our cause."

Silco glanced down at his own glass, dangled a now empty glass with ice cubes before setting it down. He understood clearly where Sevika was coming from. Right now this girl had an equal potential to be a liability. Children is what weakened Vander, made him soft. Changed into him a shell of a man that made Silco cringe in disgust. However, Silco was not Vander. "I understand your concern, Sevika. But it must be known that I am not Vander. Vander was a soft, spineless man who betrayed the cause. I will not allow that to happen here, and if you suspect it will, I expect you to make sure that doesn't happen."

He stood up then and made his way over to the girl, reaching a slim hand to brush tear stained cheeks. Her face was red from all the crying she'd done since that day. 'Because you're a jinx.' He had heard that too. It was a name she seemed familiar with, had said that word so often already. It was name that represented a painful memory, maybe one that he could mold into something more, a key to making her strong.

"Betrayal is a powerful thing and I intend on using it to our benefit." He turned to face Sevika now, serious. The expression that matched the cold and calculated crime lord she knew well. "We can weaponize that betrayal, she's young and malleable, so easy to shape her into something they will all fear. Lest you forget that she's the reason you're in the condition you are in now."

There was something else, though. This girl had killed her own family, something that earned titles like he had. She would be accused of the same thing he had, familicide, and that he couldn't let happen. "I can see that monster growing inside her now and I intend on helping her realize its potential. Will you aid me in this, as my deputy?"

#shimmerbeasts #;That day I let a weak man die | Silco;#{Silco and Sevika thread}#{ I will bring the monster out; thread }#{ i think we got off on the wrong arm wanna try the other? | asks }

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its-just-a-spark-but-its-enough · 1 year

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Song of the Day 01/08/2023

The Heart Is a Muscle - Gang of Youths

I present to you: my favorite song. Ever. Just barely surpassing Last Hope by Paramore. There is something about the Gang of Youths sound that I find addictive. They have these grand, chaotic, euphoric instrumentals. There is so much going on in every song, without ever being too much. The brass(?) provides such an incredible and unique sound to a rock song. Throw in amazing, just slightly growly deep vocals, and what’s not to love? There’s a really fun whispery effect at parts. The theme of this song is just so lovely. I mentioned in the Last Hope post that I live my life by two songs—and this is the other one. It’s a song about not letting yourself be afraid to love, deeply, chaotically, unhindered. Let your heart grow strong with love.

Favorite Lyrics

Can I just say all of them?

I will look at love as more than just an instrument of pain

And will give myself completely to the moving and the strange

Cringe culture is dead, let yourself be weird, let yourself love weird

I let bad love betray me once

But I was barely outta high school then

And I guess I fear the same results

That none will take me as I am

I’ll take lyrics that hit a little too close to home for 500. I know I’m Weird. I know I’m Loud and I can be A Lot. I fear sometimes that people won’t like me because of that—but it’s something I’m unlearning, thanks to some incredible friends, irl and online both

Final Takeaway

This is a song that makes me feel hopeful. Incredible instrumentals, incredible vocals, an incredible theme, I don’t know what else you could want in a song. You can headbang to it. You can dance to it. You can scream it as you drive down the highway. I want to get lyrics from this song tattooed on me. I just,,, I love this song so much, and I hope you guys do too.

Bonus

A denim jacket I painted with the song’s lyrics :)

Check out the 2023 SOTD Playlist!

#Spotify #the heart is a muscle #the heart is a muscle by gang of youths #gang of youths #alternative music #rock music #comfort songs #song of the day #songs i want tattooed #favorites #song rec #music rec #music art

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lesbianmelkor · 7 months

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THE WHORE SLEEPS BADLY: a playlist for Emilio Sandoz

notes on songs under the cut!! emilio art credit to @ferretteeth

Alone Together - Fall Out Boy

this is the road to ruin and we´re starting at the end!!! emilio deserves to have some angsty music and also. this song is about being alone without being alone and being trapped and being loved for the worst things about yourself. i don´t know where i´m going but i dont think i´m coming home!!

2. Be Afraid - Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit

this is a song about feeling like g-d is ignoring you and feeling like you´re not living up to your potential and also the lyric "we´ve been testing you and you failed to see how long that you could hold it in before you screamed, but you only exhaled" g-ddddddd.

3. Bite the Hand - Boygenius

another song about emilio´s relationship with g-d. "i can´t love you how you want me to"?? he comes home and he can´t do it anymore!! it´s gone!! he´ll bite the hand that feeds him!!! also. "i can´t hear you, you´re too far away" cause he left g-d behind him on rakhat.

4. Butchered Tongue - Hozier

This is actually a pre-priesthood linguistics song for emilio!! minority culture always having to speak in another language than your own, especially for taino emilio... and then speaking these languages that literally nobody else on the planet speaks!! crazy

5. Colorblind - Counting Crows

literally just listen to this song and tell me this isn´t how emilio feels. "i am covered in skin, no one gets to come in" and then the repetition of "i am ready i am fine"?? im pulling my hair out.

6. Cringe - Matt Maeson

so this is actually the stripped version which makes me crazy in its own right but. "oh i make you cringe now. don´t i make you cringe now?" matt said this song is about leading a lifestyle that the people around you don´t approve of and it just. this one. just trust me.

7. Cry for Judas - the Mountain Goats

you get it. you get it. "mistreat your altar boys long enough and this is what you get." "i´m still here but all is lost". it was ruined!! all was lost!! he thinks he is judas betraying g-d!!! you know what i mean.

8. Floating in the Forth - Frightened Rabbit

so the lead singer of frightened rabbit committed suicide by jumping off a bridge into the firth of forth and he wrote this song about doing that before he did that and it just. just. it´s so important also remember this it comes up three songs later.

9. Graceless - The National

"G-D LOVES EVERYBODY, DON´T REMIND ME". this is a song about being in the world without being fully present and it kills me.

10. Leave My Body - Florence + the Machine

from the first line: "i´m gonna be released from behind these lines, and i don´t care whether i live or die" to the last: "moving up to higher ground, your history keeps pulling me down", this is a song about emilio trying to move forward as everyone keeps forcing him to relive what happened over and over.

11. The Modern Leper - Julien Baker

hey remember when i said remember the frightened rabbit trivia! this is from the cover album they released after their lead singer killed himself and it is sooooooo. this is a song about being fundamentally broken and diseased and the rest of the world ignores it but you know you´re unlovable. "i am ill but im not dead and i don´t know which of those i´d prefer"!!!

12. Never Quite Free - the Mountain Goats

this is a song about knowing that the trauma still hangs over you and you´ll never be able to escape it and it makes me cry. anyway. "it gets okay to praise the day, believe in sheltering skies and stable earth, but hear his breath come through his teeth". emilio is trying so hard to build a better life and sometime it just won´t happen!!

13. Prayer in Open D - Emmylou Harris

again from the first lyric to the last, this is a song about emilio sandoz. "there´s a valley of sorrow in my soul, where every night i hear the thunder roll like the sound of a distant gun over all the damage i have done" and it Gets Worse From There!!

14. Relative Fiction - Julien Baker

"cause i don´t need a savior i need you to take me home"!!! the religious trauma HITS when you´re trying so hard to be good for a g-d you no longer believe in!!!

15. Spent Gladiator 2 - the Mountain Goats

"stay alive. maybe spit some blood at the camera. just stay alive" what if your life and your pain was a spectacle and you dont know how to escape and you don´t even know what escape would look like. anyway.

16. Sun Bleached Flies - Ethel Cain

hey girls. hey girls. did you know g-d loves you but not enough to save you!! anyway religious trauma and having fallen in the eyes of g-d and not being able to fix it and just wanting to be safe and go home. "if it´s meant to be then it will be. i forgive it all as it comes back to me"!!! praying to go back to a home you know you can never return to. i am unwell.

17. Televangelist - Julien Baker

i hear you saying "jordan this is the third julien baker song on here" and all i can say is gay ppl with religious trauma understand emilio sandoz better than anyone else. anyway. "am i a masochist screaming televangelist clutching my crucifix of white noise and static. all my prayers are just apologies." you know what i mean.

18. 24 Frames - Jason Isbell

this is once again a song about g-d abandoning you!! "you thought g-d was an architect now you know he´s something like a pipe bomb ready to blow". it´s soooo good.

in conclusion: i am mentally unwell please appreciate the fruits of my insanity.

#the sparrow #emilio sandoz #mine #Spotify

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Lol the way I literally went 'what's sleep idk her' after I saw the update is unreal. Apologies for any unhinged comments because I'm totally not okay after whatever seonghwa pulled in the live.

Oh no... I honestly feel bad for mc, being an outcast on both sides (for no fault of one's own) sucks. And it's especially frustrating when you're trying hard to overcome something *sigh*... I'm glad that hyunwoo has found friendship even though they were basically uprooted from their home because of everything. Loved the interaction with Wooyoung, really. I mean I understand the MC's thought processes but at the same time it is interesting to see how the bond works and how much control it can have over those who are a part of it.

The guard being hurt and the whole fiasco that went down spiked my adrenaline istg. I was literally on the edge of my seat ksksksksks. I wonder what happened and who the person was and what's going on... I feel like the group might be that of halfdemons considering how they reacted but I can't be sure. Honestly, thank you for another great update hehe❤️❤️ loved it so much!

oops, i accidentally wrote a lot, my bad, so reply will be beneath the cut.

hehe, yeah, i really wanted to get the update out yesterday, but didn't think it would actually happen and then it did. and it's crazy because when i started writing it, i was hoping i would at least get about 6k words in length and then it doubled and i think i am now incapable of writing shorter chapters just like i'm incapable of writing short pieces. like, i'm addicted to writing novel length pieces, but not so much addicted to finishing them and have only like ever completed two in my life out of the many, many i've started and those were written when i was like fourteen and complete trash that i cringe every time i think about them.

and yes! i think a lot of it stems from mc's past and the way the humans always pointed out differences and how she would never be one of them, so now that she's with the daemons, she's constantly seeing these differences once more. and though the boys do their best to not mention them, she's letting past trauma dictate her thought process, especially because she knows it's going to be rough when she gets to taeyang. (little tidbit of info here, hongjoong's father may be dead, but his mother isn't and let's just say, drama may ensue)

i always find it kind of weird which side characters i get attached to when writing, and i think it starts to show in the works because i tend to involve/develop them more than others. hyunwoo is definitely one of my favorites (only second to seoyun, who i literally cannot wait to introduce in person and may or may not have mentioned her in ch. eight just because i love her so much and couldn't resist not mentioning any longer) i don't know why, but whenever i started, i always just pictured hyunwoo and jongho getting along and becoming friends, but i think as things have developed, he really fits in well with the others and i do want to expand upon that down the road.

the line between bond and natural feelings is a bit tricky, and i think it ultimately just comes down to daemons vs. humans. to daemons, who entire relationships revolve around soulmates, find the pull from the maetha as something natural. it's simply a way of life and how things work. humans, however, don't have soulmates and do life more like real life, so mc, who's lived a life dictated by human standards and cultures and customs, finds it really foreign. and since she's not at all familiar with the way it works and how important mates are to daemons, it'll definitely going to cause friction.

as for the attack, you'll just have to wait to find out. i always planned on an attack happening on their travels, but who or why hadn't quite been set in stone until now. originally, i had a different plan i was going with, and while that idea is still going to play out, i recently came up with another idea that i'm really excited to expand upon. and i recently had an epiphany about a certain character in this new idea that i really like and it's taking all my self control to not just say it because while, it might not give too much, it's definitely a big chunk of information that is probably better left unsaid for now.

as always, thank you so much for your feedback! i genuinely get so excited when i see your asks after posting a new chapter and love diving deeper into them with you! hope all is going well for you and remember to take care of yourself! <3

#winnie speaks #mutuals

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30 aka my own question, what's the absolute fucking worst "historical" movie series book whatever you've ever evered?

right, so they're not officially a couple, but i read them one after the other in a span of like three days, and they're both the same genre of alternative history so here are the worst two historical books i ever had the (dis)pleasure of reading:

the premise of the first one was simply "what if piłsudski haven't had cancer". and boy is the answer to that a doozy, according to the author! because, you see, if piłsudski had lived longer, he and hitler would meet up. and hitler would be so impressed by his mustache and strong belief in military supported dictatorships, he would fall in love instantly. and attacking your crush country is not a good flirting technique, so instead germany and poland would become allies in wwii. piłsudski would die nevertheless, and at this point hitler would start dating a polish girlie who reminded him of his, now dead, One True Love (piłsudski). they would be going on creepy dates and had creepy sex and all that, all while the war is going Great! woo! with the combined power of german-polish scientists, now not in camps, they could really invent a fully functional wunderwaffe, and a showing of it's power is scheduled. but sike! the girlie is working with the polish gov! using her position, she schemes with polish scientists! they change the weapon coordinates! the whole upper nazi management goes boom! poland takes control of german army and singlehandedly wins world war ii! hurray we're winner! but wait! the girlie was pregnant and now she's sad and she names her son adolf and writes down her memories of all the creepy dates she went on with her, now dead, One True Love (hitler). which her son finds after her death and sends to the publisher and that's this book apparently.

what a drag. the middle part was truly uncomfy. like bro why am i reading about hitler having sex. repeatedly. i can't recall the title of this, which is truly a tragedy, but whatever, it's over, let's read something else. oh what's this? a book named "the embaSSy"? well might as well, maybe this one will be better.

wait why is this set in modern day warsaw? ohh i see, this building we are moving into used to be a german embassy, okay. uh oh besties, these are the doors to a neighboring flat, ours is a floor above. huh, why is this flat full of nazi cosplayers. well, whatever, i need to pee i'm just gonna go to the toil- WHY IS HITLER SITTING ON THIS TOILET SINGING A SILLY SONG AND DOING FINGER GUNS. well whatever, we're returning to our own flat and we are taking hitler with us. who, upon getting to know him better, turns out to be a really swell guy. also turns out he knows nothing about any planned attack, he just wants to chill really, what do you mean world war. ooh could it be that this EVIL CLONE of him plans to take over ?! we gotta stop him, so back to the other flat we go! but first lets leave hitler here and give him a shave. okay now we can go. time for some wacky shenanigans! we get rid of the EVIL CLONE, but uh oh, there's a planning bombing of warsaw incoming in retaliation of killing hitler. and we shaved our bestie the real hitler, so no one will recognize him ; ; fortunately everyone knows his voice, so we just have to get him on a really high roof and give him a radio and he can communicate with the pilots to turn back and cancel the bombing. as soon as we find him in modern day warsaw because it seems he broke out of his enclosure..... time running out but we do it, the planes turn at the last moment, gg ez, we say a tearful goodbye to our new best friend and return home. if you disregard the noisy neighbors, this is quite a nice flat, right? and the view is beautiful, straight onto the palace of culture and science! wait where has the palace gone?

was:

is:

i cannot overstate how incredibly cringe that book was. i have never in my life read anything more cringworthy and i am not exaggerating. it's apparently based on a comedy movie by the same title, and every day i live in fear that i'll be forced to watch it and die instantly from the amount of terrible jokes presented to me.

but reading these two back to back was truly an Experience. i like to think they're taking part in the same universe, and stalin's penis was amputated in that timeline because we actually won wwii. thank you girlie for your service 🙏

#what a long ass post if you got to here congrats #i read these on holidays after finishing highschool and before starting uni and i really think they changed something in me #i remember it all so vividly.... the beach the dogs my mother reading gossip magazines me consuming worlds awfulest wwii novels...

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PROS AND CONS OF DATING VIVIAN.

the pros.

She’s a very cute, glasses wearing girl. Need I say more?

You will likely end up being her special interest... aka she will have a page in her notebook dedicated to you, with all your likes and dislikes written in it. Stuff like blood type, birthday, hobbies, kinks, and turn offs would also be included as well, but regardless, you can expect to be gushed about.

There will never be a dull moment with her, so you don’t have to ever worry about being bored.

She will bring you flowers, regardless of your gender.

Vivian will take care of you if you get sick. Seriously, this girl won’t take no for an answer and will see to it that your health improves!

It’s very likely you will be the only person she truly loves. Like, she may be sexually attracted to other people, but she’s not the type to really fall for others, so romantically speaking, she will only ever have eyes for you.

Vivian actually likes physical contact and being touched, so unlike most touch-averse autistic individuals, she adores PDA, to the point where she won’t be uncomfortable if you shower her with affection.

She’s a very good girl. For example, Vivian isn’t very motivated to cook for only herself, but if she’s cooking for two, you can expect consistent home-cooked meals. She will also actually listen to you and heed what you have to say, so if you tell her you’re lactose intolerant? Expect anything she bakes/cooks to have no milk in it.

Vivian is an extrovert, so if you’re not much a talker, she can do most of the talking for you.

She’s very open minded and fun-loving, meaning she will likely agree to tag along in whatever adventure you’re dragging her into.

Vivian will actually stop hating couples/media with romance and fictional couples in it, so if you guys are dating, her bitterness towards normies would fade.

You will be up to speed when it comes to Gen-Z language and internet lingo in no time, because this girl is very much a nerd who grew up with memes.

With her, cringe culture is basically dead; in other words, she will absolutely join you, decked out in full frontal cosplay, and even go as far as to Naruto run with you.

the cons.

Vivian may be eccentric, but she isn’t a manic pixie dream girl, so you may end up disappointed if she doesn’t give you important life lessons or improve your life in any meaningful way. I mean, this girl is dumb, to the point where she doesn’t exactly have the best head on her shoulders.

She will still love 2D characters, to the point where she will continue hyperfixating over them and writing fanfiction of them. She will, however, cease to have the desire to date them in real life.

She has very bad table manners... meaning she might shamelessly belch around you.

Regardless of your gender, she will ask if you would want to take a leak together at some point.

With actual boundaries being set, Vivian can eventually mellow out over time, but if you don’t play your cards right, she can become obsessed with you. Honestly, due to the fact she has compulsive sexual behaviour, chances are high she will instigate very inappropriate actions around you.. Basically, though, if you give her an inch, she will take a mile, and by having sex with her, you’re potentially putting your dick in crazy.

Does prefer men and masc-aligned individuals, so while she is capable of being attracted to women/gender queer folks, Vivian might end up becoming miserable in a monogamous relationship with someone who isn’t a man. Like... if she is strictly forbidden to explore her sexuality with men/masc-aligned individuals, there’s a high chance she will feel trapped in that relationship, but she will never express it to you, because she doesn’t want to hurt your feelings.

She’s a slob, so she won’t often brush her hair and will probably be found with her pant pockets hanging out. Coupled with the fact she struggles when it comes to executive functioning, there might even be times where she forgets to brush her own teeth.

Despite being a true girl at heart, Vivian isn’t stereotypically feminine and will act very boyish, to the point where she’ll be the one to hold out doors and pull out chairs for you.

Vivian’s stubborn... and can get very mean-spirited, if you end up making her angry.

Because she’s an autistic woman who refuses to mask, she might prove to be a bit too much for the average neurotypical person. Honestly, her autism isn’t a cute quirk you can simply love away; in fact, it’s very much a permanent part of her, so there may be days where you’re frankly frustrated with her.

Her sense of humour can be considered off-putting at times.

She will risk her own life in order to protect you, meaning Vivian would basically shove you away from a moving car and let herself be hit instead.

The older she gets, the more she would become disillusioned by romance, so there may come a point where she would regret being in a relationship, especially with how much hard work it is and how much compromise it requires. Of course, this doesn’t mean she would necessarily stop loving her partner, but she might have lingering doubts and uncertainties over a future with them.

If you’re a man, her parents will likely bug you about having kids and will ask when you’re planning on give them grandchildren.

#║▌ ⧼ ⸢ ʚɞ ⸣︳h̲e̲a̲d̲c̲a��n̲o̲n̲s̲. ⧽ ― LET’S PRETEND I AM A FICTIONAL CHARACTER.#⸾ ❖︎ ⸾ ( ABOUT ) ⤹ •• 𝕧𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕤𝕞𝕤.#⸾ ❖︎ ⸾ ( QUEUED ) ⤹ •• 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕣𝕪.#[ I MIGHT NOT BE VERY SHIP-INCLINED ]#[ but lately... i've been thinking about what vivian would be like as a girlfriend ]#[ SO THIS POST ENDED UP BEING VERY LONG ]#[ hence why i placed it underneath a read more ]

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the-kestrels-feather · 4 months

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Get To Know Me Tag Game

I was tagged by the lovely @gyokujyn, thank you friendo!!

1. How did you get your nickname (or url)?

There's nothing especially deep to it tbh, my name is Kestrel and my go-to username is kestrelfeather (yes I know its a Warrior Cats name it haunts me every day) but it was taken already

2. What's the last thing that made you cry?

Not to trauma dump on this here Tumblr post but tbh I need to get better at actually feeling my feelings, because I don't remember the last time I cried, and it's not because I'm living my best life or anything it's because I bottle my feelings like a fine wine 😅🙃

3. What's your latest guilty pleasure?

I try not to feel guilty about things that being me joy but it is absolutely my shameless Self-insert OC created to date Bucky Barnes and is almost definitely the Nonbinary equivalent of a Mary Sue but they make me happy GOD DAMMIT Cringe culture is DEAD

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

So despite not being a sporty kid I've actually played a few! Itty bitty baby Kes played soccer, Tee Ball, and Softball at varying times, and did Ballet, jazz, and tap for like a year or two. But that all stopped when I turned 7 and FINALLY talked my parents into letting me take horseback riding lessons, and I did that for 11.5 years. I absolutely LOVED riding, and would ABSOLUTELY still be doing it, but unfortunately it's time and money I don't have so I just stare longingly.

5. What are your pet peeves?

People who don't chew with their mouth closed talk with their mouth full my mother even though she denies it, kids who come into the textbook distribution room I work in and go "I need a book" but when i ask them for a title, class, teacher, literally any information that woukd help me get them the correct book they just say "I don't know".

6. What is the first thing you notice about people?

Eyes. I suck at eye contact but if someone has pretty eyes I take notice

7. What is your eye color?

Great question tbh. Somewhere between blue and green, like a sort of teal-y color.

8. What super specific trope or genre is your kryptonite?

In non-fanciction settings: Gothic and Cosmic horror, action is fun, the fact that Librivox audiobooks of novels in the public domain are easy to find and extremely accessible, it's given me a strong love for classical literature, Picture of Dorian Gray is my favorite.

In Fanfiction settings: inject that Hurt/Comfort directly into my VEINS--. I'm also a big fan of any and all forms of Nonsexual intimacy.

9. What is your superpower?

As a Props Artisan I can make anything out of anything. I love making props from found objects, especially weapons. I was on a production of Romeo and Juliet and got to make all sorts of fun found object weapons because it was a post-apocalyptitc world

Some examples:

10. Which fictional world would you be happy to call home?

I know I would like. Instantly die. But I would love to live as a half-blood in the Percy Jackson world tbh.

11. What are your hobbies?

Listening to audiobooks and video essays, writing, learning to draw, video games, and crafting.

12. Do you have any pets?

I have one Dog, an 11 year old rat terrier mix named Peanut who owns my heart ❤️ I used to have pet land snails too, but unfortunately they have all passed on.

Bonus Peanut. Look at this little face how could you see this and NOT want to hand over all your worldly possessions to her:

13. What is your biggest toxic trait?

Oh jeez. I have a stubborn streak, but can also be really selfish.

14. Is there anything you're afraid you won't accomplish?

Oh BOY is there. My dream is to work Props for a Marvel movie and I worry I'll never get there. Also I'm just in general worried I'm never going to get a job in theatre/film which is my dream because it's the job I want, what I love, and what I went to school for and I'm scared I'll never get there.

15. What's number one on your bucket list?

The aforementioned dream of working on a Marvel movie!

Tags:

@bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky @navybrat817 @feraljazzpunk @buckybuckyboo and anyone else who wants to!

#thank you agaon for the tag!

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(I apologize in advance for my english, it is not my first language ^^') Just got this beautiful work from one of my favourite TLK artists, Calmomila, it's always such a pleasure to work with her, I hope I can commission her again someday. ♥ Anyway, allow me to take advantage of this piece to explain a bit about these two girls, Thabisa and Matimba. The one standing is Thabisa, the leader of the Jabulani pride, which is a pride that consists only of females, they are seen as atypical and other prides don't appreciate their ways, however, they are also feared because they are extremely capable lionesses and are known to drive away males trying to invade their territory, especially the ones who still follow the old ways as they do not approve these (my story happens during a period of change, prides are slowly appropriating the new ways, basically the old ways are just like how lions work in real life, while the new ways work kinda like the The Lion King world, but with a few differences). The Jabulani pride is a very unique pride, with their own culture and rules.

The one lying down is Matimba, she is a trans lioness that had a very rough past and wasn't well accepted by her previous pride. She was kicked out of the pride after she finally got the courage to face them about their acts of prejudice towards her, especially towards her incomplete mane, for which she was bullied. Unfortunately for her, their territory wasn't far away from the sandy lands where the Jabulani lives and she ends up getting lost into a totally different biome than what she was used to, not being able to thrive alone due to the lack of experience and adaptation. She was found by Thabisa and some of her lionesses weeks later, she was severely dehydrated and malnourished, could barely get up. Together the females were able to move Matimba to a safe place within their territory and took care of her for the next months.

Once Matimba gained some of her strength back, she finally started to introduce herself, she wasn't sure if she could trust them yet so she still presented herself as Mavuto, her now dead name, quickly she started to realize there was no need to hide her true self, Thabisa knew the signs and to Matimba's surprise, she was totally fine with her being trans. She was loved and cared for since the day she was found and it didn't take too long for her to finally feel at home, a home where she could finally be herself. The name Matimba was suggested by Thabisa when she decided she wanted to get rid of her birth name, not only because it was a male name, but also because it gave her some sad memories that she wanted to let go, she didn't feel right with it anymore. The name means "strength" and that was how Thabisa started to see her after finding out about her past: a representation of courage and strength. And yes, I am an avid shipper of these two, I don't care if I am the creator and if people find it cringe for a creator to ship their own OCs, I'mma shipping them until the day I die, I love them so much. ____ These are not exactly TLK fan characters, they are from my own original story "Cursed Scars", but used the tags to get some attention. ^^'

#myownposts #thabisaoc #the lion king #lion king #matimbaoc #oc #tlk oc #orginal character

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