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[raplinenthusiasts]

Bon Voyage 4

© qdeoks / 0613data

[ventresses]

Domino Twins Dance-Off

Original video here by @squidsponge

[bi-naesala]

Day 5 means we go full angst, sorry!

Read here!

[delta-lethonomia]

Notes for the inevitable Cazador-Tav confrontation:

“Milf!Cazador has custody sharing battle with HotNewGirlfriend!Tav, who will never treat his son the way he does - but at the very least, he can appreciate Astarion’s taste.”

Fuck me that’s cursed 🤣🤣🤣 what is this fic???

[dutchwinter]

weird glitch that happened to me on apple music a couple of days ago in which it displayed thursday's page as if no devolucion was their only album and thursday was the only band in existence

EDIT:

not a glitch or not the glitch i thought it was. no devolucion is supposed to be right in between there. they just put no devol under a different artist for some reason. same name but its just no devol over there. um. dunno whats up with that. so apple music users if ur having trouble finding this album...

[blacktabbygames]

shooting my shot with these questions - how far along was the development of demo fury and how much work was scrapped or reworked into adversary/tower for the release game? :0c i think it's genius vot broken got swapped over to tower's route and we got stubborn instead, but i'm also burning with curiosity wondering how broken was originally going to function with demo fury

Pretty much 0 "hard" work had been done on demo Fury before she got scrapped. We had loose concepts for how we wanted the overall progression of the game to go, but those concepts had yet to face the crucible of writing vs the pleasant air conditioned room of the imagination. As soon as we released the first demo for Slay the Princess, we spent 100% of our energy on finishing Episode 4 of Scarlet Hollow. It wasn't until January of 2023 that we started work on the rest of Slay the Princess. A lot of the earliest stages work was spent on looooong runs on the elliptical, listening to music + thinking things through. That ideation phase felt *really* stilted with the number of Princesses we had in the initial demo, especially for Princesses that had a lot of ways to unlock them, since the more ways you got to a Princess, the less it felt like her character had a real emotional core to latch onto. So, using the example of the Fury... what is she? She's someone way more powerful than you who mercilessly beats you to death. But she's ALSO someone who you fought to a fatal standstill that ended with mutual respect. And somehow at the same time she's also ALSO someone who hid a secret knife... somewhere... and killed you with it. Like, who is that? It's nobody. Not really. And while we *could* have tackled this with entirely too much variable dialogue, at that point each of those Princesses felt like entirely different people, so what if we just... made them different Princesses? That's what we did with demo 1 Fury, who became The Adversary, the Tower, AND the Razor. Likewise, Damsel -> Damsel + Prisoner and Beast -> Witch + Beast Since the original concept for "The Fury" was split into "The Adversary and "The Tower," we thought it would be fun to bring her back as the "fusion" Chapter 3 Princess that can be accessed for either of their routes. And since we got into PAX Rising shortly after making this decision, it felt like a good idea to do a full re-release of the demo. And outside of that... there's very little in the way of leftover first drafts or unused concepts, other than little figments that live in our heads. Slay the Princess had a *ridiculously fast* turnaround time (about 7 months of full time work from myself and Abby for the initial release, + ~3 months of extra full time work for the Pristine Cut.) This faster turnaround was intentional, both to minimize any drag on Scarlet Hollow's development, but also because the game itself is dreamlike by design, and free-running with ideas until they hit their logical ends felt like it worked extremely well with the story we were hoping to tell.

[shrimplymoray]

This post is me madly projecting with some x reader stuff. Not requested, I had the idea and my besties said "YES DO IT" so this is happening now lmao.

This has been on my drafts for a looooong time, so that's why I'm actually posting this now lmao.

Octavinelle Trio x Reader who is autistic with a special interest in Moray Eels

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul first laid eyes on you for purely business reasons. During the holiday season, the Mostro Lounge stays understaffed most times, and you were oh so kindly falling into his flourished word traps to strike a deal.

He, however, would have never expected all you wanted from him was to know all about Moray Eels that he, as a merfolk, knew. That was... rather odd and maybe even boring?

He got intrigued, were you trying something with the twins? They were his most loyal workers, so he couldn't allow you to do anything.

When you get into a relationship, after much hard work on both parts, he expected, no, hoped you would change this special interest from the slimy eels to the much more interesting octopus.

You... didn't quite catch the hints, though, and this has led to some rather jealous and insecure moments with Azul. Especially if the twins were involved.

One could say that he was so insecure, in fact, that he felt ashamed of even showing his octomerman form to you.

But after you realized all this jealousy and insecurity on his part, you did all you could to show how much you love him and appreciate him for the way he is.

Now your eel-filled room has a little octopus cove, full of things that remind you of Azul or that he enjoys so that he has a safe space to come to.

He still will glare at your Eel stuff when cuddling, almost as if the carnivores were real and trying to get a bite out of you.

"I suppose it wouldn't be bad to stay a bit in here, with you, if you promise me you won't be cuddling those slimy eels to sleep, but rather this much more elegant and cuddly octopus plushie..."

Floyd Leech

Floyd first approached you on a whim. He was bored, you looked interesting enough, and you didn't seem to have any sense of self to run away from him in fear of getting squeezed till you popped, and as such, he stuck for a while.

You were quite different from most people he knew, and sometimes you reminded him a bit of himself or Jade, which gave you some points on his side.

The thing that made him stay, though, was the moment you opened your mouth and asked him if he ever saw a Moray Eel.

You're really asking that? To him? A literal Eel-merman? Hah!

He did indulge you for a while because you actually seemed to know your facts. He would just push you around, sometimes carry you on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, while you blabbered out.

When it came to you two dating, it was very much a surprise for everyone. Floyd? Sticking to someone for so long? That's new.

Floyd tends to cling to you a lot, and even though it gets boring to him real quick that you repeat your eel facts, he cannot for the life of him stop you, since when you ramble is the best time to cuddle.

Floyd will, though, get easily jealous of your eel collection. You have the real eel deal (ha!), and you keep cuddling the plushies? Meanie :(

He will constantly just take the plushie off of your hands and plop himself on top of you. No fake eel, just the real deal.

He didn't really tell you he was a mer-eel, he actually just oh so happened to be taking a swim when you were close, and oh, look, he is an eel!

He lets you play with his fins and will take any chance he can get to use you as his cleaning shrimp to get sand off of him. He just like how your little cute hands feel scrubbing the sand from him, it is like exfoliation!

"hey hey, guppy, wanna do something fun? ya can bring the tiny morays with ya, if ya don't mind a bit of dirt, ahahah~!"

Jade Leech

First met you as a tutor for your work at the Mostro Lounge, per Azul's request.

Found your mannerisms quite interesting, you reminded him of himself and a bit of Floyd too.

He was happy when you didn't distance yourself from him when he talked about his interest in mountains or Mushrooms.

In return, you told him you really really really liked Eels. Specially Morays.

He faked not knowing it and let you talk about it since as long as he could rant about his fungi findings he didn't mind having to hear what he already knew.

When you two began dating, he was very perceptive of your needs. sometimes to a scary level, actually.

He doesn't mind at all your eel-filled room. he finds it endearing, and he even uses some miniatures you buy to put on terrariums he gifts to you.

Autistic x autistic relationship, basically.

He will use your eel interest against you in a silly way, like "I can show you an incredible moray fact if you perhaps go hiking with me :)"

Tbh if you are with him, you should do the same. Makes things fun for you both.

Floyd and Azul are so tired of hearing the both of you talk about each other and enabling each other's interests, but Jade will never judge you. And he will actually shove shiitake mushrooms down other's throats if they do judge you.

The moment he showed you his mer form as per your request, after knowing from Floyd that they both are eels.

Jade doesn't mind you picking and prodding around his mer form if it makes you happy, but if you keep your guard down he will fake drowning you "just for fun :)"

Make sure to hide his mushrooms in return, or he will try funny business again, just saying.

"Oya~ I would never intend to purposefully hurt you, my pearl. But a predator is inclined to bite when their jaws are so open near a cute prey, fufufu~"

I wanted to write something for my fave trio for a while, so I hope yall like this! Other posts and the request for Bee and Vixx will be done shortly after this, Since I already have it in my drafts almost finished! Hope yall enjoy a bit of eeltism!

[usedtobecooler]

chop chop slide | kurt kunkle x fem!reader

Pairing | Kurt Kunkle x Fem!Reader

Warnings | sexual content 18+ minors dni, unprotected piv sex, car sex, rough sex, hair pulling, scratching, dirty talk, degradation, recording without consent, mentions of murder skits. eludes to an unhappy ending.

Word Count | 1.3k

A/N | this has been a draft for a looooong time so i'm glad it's finally complete and published!! thank u to my favourite kurt babes @loveshotzz and @chainsawmunson for dealing with my ramblings for this fic, and to @superblysubpar for kickstarting my obsession with writing for this lil incel

He’s not incredible at this, you need to make that perfectly clear in your head before you end up falling in love with a sociopath. It’s hard to remind yourself when he’s deep in your guts and fucking you in rhythm with the shitty electronic music that’s vibrating in the car, bass thrumming through your veins. 

There are little spatters of blood above his eyebrow, the tips of his dirty blonde hair matted with it, and you’re trying to ignore it but it’s hard to. You knew his murder skits were fake, (or so you hoped) still it doesn’t make it any less unsettling to look at, especially in the vulnerable state you’re currently in — tits out, cunt stuffed full, locked in a basic strangers car. 

“H-holy shit,” Kurt stutters, knocking you out of your trance, wide eyes tearing away from his soiled hair and back to his awestruck face. His own eyes are watching where you’re bouncing on top of him, your pussy sucking him in, soaking his pelvis. You leave a creamy ring of release matting down his pubic hair, a testament to how turned on you really were. 

You bury your fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging tightly until he’s hissing and punching up into you, cock gliding wetly inside your velvet walls. It’s animalistic, a push and shove for dominance, and you’re unsure who’s going to win as his fingers bite into your thick thighs and keep you held down on him, the thick head of his cock bruising into your cervix and knocking the air from your lungs.

It was unexpected, when you’d pulled his cock out of his pants in eagerness, you didn’t expect to see the absolute monster that sprung loose. He was hung, ridiculously so, and from that second you knew you needed him in you. Wasted no time in sinking down onto him, relishing in the quiet whining it produced from his puffy pink lips.

It was still knocking the wind out of you now, though. It made you feel dizzy with want, the biting at your slick walls still somewhere in the back of your mind.

“Your pussy is so tight,” Kurt groans, head thumping back against the headrest, eyes squeezing shut as he catches a breath for a moment. You find that moment of weakness to regain control of the situation, using your knees to start up your movements again, clamping down on his girth until he’s gasping, eyes flying open again, “I’m gonna cum if you — fuck, fuck!”

“Feel that good?” You ask, stupid on his cock. Of course it fucking feels good, you can feel him pulsing inside of you, stretching your walls with every deep stroke. You loosen the grip on his hair in favor of clamping your fingers onto the back of his chair, bouncing with more vigor, unable to contain the pretty moans spewing from your gloss-slick plump lips. 

The winding in your belly builds with every deep stroke of Kurt’s cock inside of you, the curved tip brushing at your frontal wall perfectly until you’re mewling, back arching until your chest is flush to his own, his soft baby blue sweater welcoming against your hot skin.

Your gushing cunt begins to drown out the shitty bass thrumming in your ears, sloppy and dripping all down the insides of your thighs and laving at Kurt’s balls. The slick sounds a testament to how turned on you are, and that mixing with his silly little pathetic whimpering is about to do it for you. It builds, and builds, and builds until —

“Say you want me,” Kurt’s voice catches you by surprise — it’s not as high pitched as usual, deep with want as he fucks up into you, doing half the work for you as your body goes limp, exhausted from the impending orgasm that just got washed away in an instant, “Say y-you— say you need me.” 

Your cunt clenches, a wave of heat thrumming in your belly at his words. You can’t even reply, at a loss for what to say, unable to focus on anything but the way the tip of his cock grazes your frontal wall and the needy way his big eyes are watching you. 

He doesn’t like that you’re not giving him an answer, not giving him what he wants. He whines like a petulant child, fists a hand into your hair and tugs you back until you’re bent backwards, lodged in between the two front seats on the center console. You yelp, crying out at the new angle and the change of pace. 

“Say it.” He demands, the pleading look still etched on his face, though his eyes are hardened in a way that’s almost terrifying. It’s hard to focus on the murderous look in his eye when he’s fucking you so rough you feel like you’re bruising, and you’re so weak for it that you’re gushing all over him, like a true sadist creep. 

“W-want you, Kurt,” You stutter, unable to hold back your tears when he tugs your hair harder. The song changes, though your ears hardly register it. From this angle you can see the streetlights out the windows, painfully aware now of how open and public this is, how if the cops came you’d both be fucked. It doesn’t help how much you’re enjoying this. 

Kurt groans when you finally give him what he wants, the reply he needed, all the anger on his face changing to bliss, “Tell the camera how good my cock is,” He’s smirking at you, gleaming white teeth showing menacingly under the harsh lighting. You tilt your head further back, finally aware that he’s been filming this the entire time — red light on his little gopro that was stuck to the windscreen.

You panic a little when you make eye contact with the camera, aware you’ve given yourself away completely now, so if he were to show this to anybody or post it there was no way to deny it was you. But when Kurt fucks up into you so hard your eyes roll into your skull, the anger and offence disappears as fast as it came. 

“Fucking admit it,” His words catch between a plea and an order, whiny at the end as you continue moaning instead of obeying him immediately. Your tummy winds tight, tighter than the hand he has wound in your tresses, the rough tug making your scalp burn, “Do it, you slut.”

“It’s — it’s so good, Kurt. Fuck, oh fuck,” You’re yelping, vision blurring at the edges, his violent words mixing with the harsh way his cock slams into your spongey spot enough to tip you over. Your fingers grip at his sides, talon-like nails raking into his skin hard enough to tear it as you cum, white hot heat spreading through your body as your cunt spasms and clenches around his thick length.

“You — you’re s-so wet,” Kurt stutters, his hips faltering in a telltale sign that he’s close to losing it. You watch him with hazy eyes as he leans forward, upper body engulfing your own, his free hand coming out to squeeze roughly at the swell of your tit, thumb sliding over your tight nipple until you’re moaning for him, pussy pulsing around him. 

“Yeah?” Your voice is hoarse and wet, the stinging in your scalp turning to pain and raking a sob from you, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, “Cum in me, then. Make me even wetter, you’d like that, right?”

Apparently, he would. Because your question has him grabbing at your soft breast harder, his hips stilling as his cock pulses inside of you, thick ropes of cum painting your insides. He’s so pretty when he cums that you can’t rip your eyes away, his hazel orbs slipping shut and dusky pink lips parting in a ragged moan.

It’s quiet for a second as the song transitions into something a little quieter, unfamiliar in your ears. So quiet, that you’re able to pick up a small whisper that sends chills down your spine;

“I'm not letting you go now.”

[joethehoeee]

Hello...uh...I was gone for a while...buuuuut I finally got some new art, not much but at least something.

It's actually a comparison between the first time I drew Walter and the most recent.

Uhm I think you can see the difference...Just a bit ofc-

Nah but seriously, due to my looooong break and a really bad breakdown I was convinced that I was completely shitty with no improvment.

And it was complete BS. I actually improved.

Btw I also have old drafts wich will be posted soon, so don’t be confused if it's still my "old style".

Here is also the closeup:

Love my boy.

I also watched the show again (and giggled like i was 12 with a crush when I saw Walter on screen) and holy- WALTER IS DAMN UGLY. Like what did they do to his troll form in some scenes-

Like I love him but the show sometimes did him dirty.

Annnnd

AHEM:

Dear @pinkytoothlesso11 and dear @toodrasticallydumb ...

ARE YOU INSANE?! LIKE HOW?!

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO READ ALL OF THOSE DAMN CHAPTERS!!

Anyways, thank you. I really appreciate everything and everyone. I couldn’t stop doing all of that bc I would miss u all too much.

And thanks for the flowers in my inbox 🥹

[dippindaz]

Could you write dad grabber reaction when his kid's first word is "daddy"?

Omg this is so cute 🥺🥺🥰 I hope you don’t mind if I do this as headcanons :)

(Sorry this is so late, just looking through some of my old drafts and wanted to try and work on a few.)

(Welp, after a looooong time I have actually finished it lol. I’m so sorry. I hope you can still enjoy it Anon!) unedited

It’s just a regular day, you’re on the couch watching Al play with your baby.

By play I mean he’s just laughing, while your baby excitedly grabs at his fingers.

There’s a few random toys scattered around on the floor but the most interesting thing is definitely his hand.

“You see this little guy?” You’ve never seen him so excited in all your life with this man. It’s like he’s seeing a whole new and wondrous world.

Your baby paid him no mind and continued trying to catch Al’s fingers. Making happy little baby noises all the while.

Eventually, Al couldn’t help himself and picked up the baby.

Consider yourself lucky! It took everything not to squeeze the little dude, just look at how cute he is!!

Al walked on his knees to the couch and laid your baby down on his back.

He then begins to “tickle” your baby on the chest/stomach, all while saying the classic “goochie goochie goo”

Of course, your baby bursted with laughter. Al’s face lit up on a way it only did when your baby laughed. It never ceased to bring him copious amounts of joy.

“Honey! Love, you see that?! Look at him!!”

After a few minutes of tickles and laughter, Al paused.

Once the laughter calmed a bit you both could hear your kid mumbling a distinct “da” sound.

You both leaned toward the baby in anticipation. Al softly nodded his head and said “C’mon, you can do it. Say “daddy””

After a lot of back and forth of this it finally happened.

“Da.. da, mphh(baby mumbles), daddy?” Al threw his arms up, his eyes wide and lit up and mouth agape, he looked at you.

You immediate hugged him and then both turned your attention towards your baby. Until you hear Al beside you, sniffling.

“Al? Are you ok?”

“I just- he said my name�� he called me dad, and, and, as his first word? How special is that?!” Though it wasn’t a question. He knew how special it was, how lucky he was.

His arm wrapped you and the other laid beside your baby, pulling you both closer to him, into a makeshift hug. Nothing could be better than having you and his child by his side.

[bugeyedfreaks]

Re: that last post… I have a couple of asks from looooong ago that I saved in my drafts that maybe I’ll post later, but in the grand scheme of things, I really think doing another PPG reboot, even with some of the “right” people in key roles, is fundamentally not a great idea. I know people are hype for a reboot, I know the property sells a lot of merch, I know it makes money (which, I know, is a good thing for many many people, and I support them all gettin’ that bread), but I still feel so weird about it. We didn’t need a 2016 reboot, we really didn’t need the 2014 special, for the longest time I have felt like everything was all neatly tied up in a bow and finished with the 2008 special. I was fine with this! It is an idea that I’m still trying to be neutral about, and you guys know that despite it all, I really do love this show with all of my stupid little fan heart… but my stupid little fan heart is also patched up with tons of duct tape and band-aids and looks worse than Mojo Jojo after he’s been beaten up for his latest crimes. It is still beating, sure, but at what cost?

Sigh. I dunno. Despite it all, I hope everything works out for the best and good things happen all around. I always wish for this! Positivity! It is the Powerpuff way! 💙💗💚

[avrablake]

OC in Fifteen

Oops this has been sitting in my drafts for a looooong time. Thanks for tagging me @eccaiia

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

Ok I'm doing this for Nix but I promise it's because I put my OCs into a randomizer and it chose Nix. It's not because I always choose him for all the games 😅

"He knows damn well my telepathy range is limited on Market Day."

"Being shot at and knocked on your ass will do that to a person."

"It doesn't matter, because the result will end up the same. You're going back empty handed."

"I don't need you to worry about me. I'm not your pet."

"Look, I appreciate it, but it doesn't change anything. You'll all be better off with me gone."

"I thought running the Syndicate into the ground was exactly the reason we did what we did?"

"Unlike you, I'm not interested in a clan war."

"If you want me to get any rest, this is as close as it's going to get."

"I've already decided. You can't change my mind, and you can't stop me."

"Last time I checked, the Commander was one of the people who wanted me dead."

"You're out of your mind."

"Marching into their territory might be exactly what they want us to do."

"I'm sorry. I will come back. I promise."

"You might be right, but I don't care anymore."

"Clever. I guess that means you didn't think it up."

-

Leaving an open tag for anyone who wants to do this! Be sure to tag me if you do it!

[thelunarsystemwrites]

Looooong ass vent

TW for: Self hate. Lots of swearing. Use of not nice words. Eating disorders, purging, self harm, suicide, rants, venting, tons of triggers, dissociation, lying, all caps, me whining, me being a bitch, mistreatment, body shaming, hateful stuff, mental illness, all that- like seriously this has more TWs than I can think of. .

I'm a jealous person. I'm sorry, it's true. I'm jealous when other people have art that gets 40, 50, more notes. I get jealous when my friends have better friends than I ever could be. I get jealous of song writers because damnit please I want to make music. I get jealous of others art,voices, bodies. I get so jealous I get mad at nothing over nothing. I get jealous at others art styles, at other success, i get jealous at my own FRIENDS wow I'm awful

I'm selfish. I'm greedy because I can't just- be fucking happy with what i do have. I can't be patient to get better at drawing, better at recording my voice, more freedom. I am never satisfied, I'm a fucking whore for any sort of love and attention and likes and reblogs. You hear me? I'm, a, whore.

And I'm fucking awful because I can't take criticism for shit, I get so fucking unhappy at it and I lie and I say I'm happy to receive it. I lie all the time like this, I'm a dishonest whore, that's worse than a normal whore! I get so bent out of shape!

And I want to make it big in the Tumblr community BUT FUCK IT BECAUSE I NEVER FOCUS ON ONE THING

M so impatient

And when I talk to my friends I-

I forget all that. I calm down, I feel... wanted.

But I'm burdening them. I'm burdening them I'm burdening them I'm I'm fucking selfish and horrible because they give and give and give and I take like a needy selfish greedy whore.

AND I DON'T SHUT UP, I'm sorry I'm sorry I never shut up

...I'm... awful. And... I shouldn't keep posting shit like this, because nobody should have to read my rambling and shit and I'm overreacting and I want to die and

Im useless irl BTW. I've been nothing but a stupid moody bitch the past two weeks, I stay up all night doing nothing and wake up at 5 pm like a useless piece of human shit that should burn in the garbage

I keep forgetting who I am, who is talking too

Im sooooooooo uselessssssssssss

Its fucking because I think my family would be happier if I didn't exist. Because that'd be one less stupid moody bitch that can't do anything and hides in their room all day that they have to deal with

Im lazy I get apathetic I have no motivation to do anything and I don't cry at sad movies like a broken robot and everything about me is wrong

And my father wanted a daughter so fucking badly, but I'm not a girl I'm nothing and he'd be so mad if I ever told him

And BTW I'm literally awful like I've run out of things I'm a jealous whore

M a whore because all tye time I think of stupid sexual stuff and then I feel disgusted I'm disgusting I barely take showers

I'm pathetic btw I never finish anything I start I have so many half assed AUs and drafts and fanfics and art and chores and needs and shit

and I sit in my room all day and play on my phone like a fucking loser. Im also really stupid btw, I don't know half the shit I'm supposed too and I can't spell shit or know history AND I HAVE THE ABILITY TO LEARN BUT IM SUCH A STUPID FUCKING BITCH I NEVER DO ANYTHING

I'm also a hypocrite because I get so snappy and shit with my siblings when they do nothing wrong except be annoying or something but when I feel justified I shouldn't because I'm still a shitty person

I barely reach out to my friends unless they text first, I'm a horrible friend that never listens I'm sorry I'm sorry I never meant to abandon anyone

And I can't take blame or accountability I'm sorry I am shit why do I keep trying to hide behind myself??

Its past 6 am,people are statving and in here venting like a bitch

I never shut up

I Bother people

i sleep in and I'm moody and I demand attention like a whore whose demanding love idfk

I never know anything, I'm rude as hell

Im sorry

and I'm protective over shit nobody cares about, I'm so damn defensive

Im sorry I'm not doing better I'm sorry I'm not improving myself. I'm so mad at myself I have so much anger at myself I direct it at innocent people I'm sorry

I HAVE NO EXCUSES, IM SO FUCKING SELF AWARE OF THIS BUT I KEEP DOING IT KM SO DAMN FHCKONG DUM IM LUTERALLY COUNTING HOW MANY WORDS OF SELF HSTE

Its justified BTW, i deserve hate

I feel like I'm lying abt being a system and artistic and depressed and anxiety like what I'd I just suddenly decided I had them?? I swear I promise I'm not faking I'm not I don't want to lie I want to be good I never meant to hurt anyone BUT I FEEL LIKE IM A FAKING BITCH

I binge food and throw it up, I hide food like a greedy pig just to purge I take others food because I'm so gluttonous and I LIE about it

and I vent and vent and vent and... and I still hate myself

I'm so fucking manipulative because anytime I talk I CSNT STOP IMSGING HOW THE CONVERSATION WILL GO, I CANT STOP TRYONG TO FUCKING GET MY WAY IRL, AHHGHGBTIDDHDH I ALEATS ACT LIKE I KNOW EVERYTHING WHEN I DONT and I purposefully annoy my siblings so they leave thr kitchen so I can binge like a fat pig, I'm a hypocrite too in every aspect. I'm toxic ok im awful

I s/h and then i forget about it so its not even a problem but I whine like it is and I want to do it so badly rn I wanna go deep

AND I RUINED MYSELF WITH UGLY SCATS they're so ugly like me inside and out

And I wanna cry and

and I'm so awful because like I get so... idk, I am. I've done shifty things, I'm a shit person. I act sweet than a condescending little bitch

and sometimes the smallest things set me off

Im jealous of everyone else

Hell I'm fucking jealous of people I've never met, I want so much so badly I'm so greedy and lustful for it and selfish

In... conclusion? The world, would, be, better, without, me

I'm useless, lazy, stupid, jealous, slutty, angry, sad, pitiful, pathetic, fat looking, no good child, moody, stereotypical, ugly, hateful, chatter box, greedy, selfish. Gluttonous, messy, dirty. I'm all the bad stuff

Dont lie, these are facts. I have so much awful in me, the world wpuld be better off without me

[erose-this-name]

(explodes you with my mind repeatedly until you say more about your story)

*dies*

Here is a very early draft of the world map, In the final version it should have better labeling, more realistic wear and tear as if it's a real map, and latitude and longitude lines and a compass star. [I need to learn about cartography {i've already spent weeks working on it, send help}]).

My story is post-apocalyptic set looooong after the IRL current climate change disaster and sea level rise (which people in the future call the 'Deluge', hence the series' name "The Diluvian War".) (some other non-climate calamities also happened)

Please ask questions about this, I could talk for hours about all the details and reasoning behind this map! yeah it's pretty cool, I guess

Fun Fact: Florida is gone. No more Fl*ridians.

FUN FACT: This map is based on projections of what earth would look like if all the ice in the world melted, which is by 70 meters at the most. But I thought that didn't look grimdark enough, so I worked out what it would look like if it rose by 80 meters instead.

(assuming the absolute worst case scenario plus massive erosion and thermal expansion and a slowed water cycle due to less biological sequestering and a few comet impacts or something, I dunno.)

I did take more than a few liberties, though. Like, realistically you wouldn't see the complete loss of the British lowlands with just 80 meters, but I thought it was really fucking funny.

England is gone. No more England.

Florida would totally fucking sink like Atlantis, that's 100% gonna happen in the near future, it's very low-lying.

Scandinavia isn't likely to become an island without a lot of erosion, and the Finns and Karelia digging the great "Suksi Vittuun Venäjä" canal system.

Fun Fact: The funny part is, after making the first version of this map, I decided the story should be set ~400,000 years in the future. (so I could have more room for speculative biology and evolution to happen).

Some time after that, I learned ice ages happen every 100,000 years, meaning there has been at least three ice ages.

So, canonically, it's completely a coincidence that the Earth just happens to look like it did in the 22nd-23rd century again. Sea levels have risen and fallen numerous times since the Deluge. *shrugs*

I did not bother including continental drift, as in that time it'd only be like 6 kilometers. Which is nothing on the scale of a global map. In some regions, that's considerably less than erosion and sea level rise.

400,000 years is also more than long enough for most radioactive fallout and nuclear waste to no longer be dangerous (mostly). Unfortunately, 400,000 years is also long enough for people to reinvent nuclear bombs and reactors multiple times, and there's still a lot of fallout from that.

There are more than a few perfectly circular lakes in this world, where the fish are all just a little bit wrong. These are sacred places, where fishing and swimming is punishable by death, as they belong to the mysterious wrathful god of the Atomic Cult. The peoples of these cursed lands are often born with the blessing of melanism, renowned for their ability to survive the Trial of Honor in the Forests of Black Thorns.

[siriuslysatorusimping]

It's officially time for me to do a reread of your entire series. The nights are looooong with babies. This will be perfect to fill my time with

REREAD THE ENTIRE SERIES??? AHHHHHHH

I hope you still enjoy it 🥹 I can't believe that people still want to reread my writing, it makes my heart so fucking happy 😭😭

Nights are definitely long with babies. My best friend just had her first (a month ago, actually, he was a lil early but he's all good now!) and she's just glad that she'd submitted her draft of her dissertation before he showed up 😂

I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR YOUR THOUGHTS, if you have any, ON YOUR REREAD!! I've made some minor changes to the first few installments recently, and I'm working on revising them a bit as I post them on Tumblr, too.

I hope you and your little man are doing well!! 💕

HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT!! 💕💕

[jerzwriter]

WARNING: Finally clearing out my drafts ... all sorts of weird shit will be queued for the next few weeks. So please... enjoy the crazy content and don't read into any of it too much. This shit's been lingering in there for a looooong time. :)