#just know it's not any pr/sh/p/// bullshit

[one-winged-dreams]

Sometimes I just return to men that have these really fucking weird and skewed views on how they view and indulge in love and I plaster myself against the glass like

THAT ONE

I WANT THAT ONE

[colttechn-l-gy]

yo!! i'm colt (im 20 wsg), im gay and cosmoveric boyflux (he/they/neos), see my pronouns page for my neopronouns list

cringe culture is dead, so i'm gonna be cringe on main!!!!! im a border collie therian and a furry, so im ultra levels of cringe aren't i, fight me

this post is way too FUCKING long so feel free to read this intro and leave it at that idrc i wrote this for me anyways (/hj)

yes i format my page like a 15 year old so what?? i never mentally recovered past middle school anyways

im medically diagnosed with major depressive disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, borderline personality disorder, and bipolar 1 disorder........................... ya boi is fucked up god damn (im being medicated for my bipolar but we're workin on the rest trust me)

i post books under the pen name alvin viana !!

by the way fuck the algorithm tumblr can suck my metaphorical dick

if you want to you can send me asks about any of the fandoms im into or ships i like just be wary about sending spoiler content (like endings or other paths) unless i've explicitly posted about it before

i'm not gonna bother listing all my ships bc a lot of them are pretty obvious just bc of these post dividers (saiou is a comfort ship of mine, could you tell?) but feel free to send me other ships (i will judge you harshly for them /j)

so moving on, some of my fandoms include: sonic, danganronpa, stardew valley, cotl, fnaf, vocaloid/sekai, warrior cats, pokemon, anything from hyv (except tot), ninjago, cookie run, promare, my little pony, aphmau, yttd, undertale, space leaper, food fantasy, afterl!fe, mystic messenger, nimona, lackadaisy, murder drones, tadc,

anyways below the cut is some extra misc info you can look at if you want to, mostly just links and other random shit nobody gives a fuck abt (except for me bc im just like that)

yes im a kinnie no i don't care about doubles no i won't tell you my full kin list i'll just randomly drop the fact i kin characters sometimes

if you want a few of the characters i personally idenify with the main ones are kieran from pokemon s/v and freminet from genshin impact (call me kiki and im stabbing you by the way /hj)

some of my other major kins include albedo, wanderer, herrscher of sentience, arlan, kagamine len, ivypool, starlight glimmer, kokichi ouma, surge the tenrec, and lio fotia

i kin more characters those are just the main ones, i'm the worst combination of all your least favourite character tropes!!!!

feel free to ask me about my kins if you want, or ask what kin shift im in idrc, i dont kin shift that much anymore but sometimes i do

i do edits and moodboards sometimes??? i guess?? sometimes i'll make icons or whatever, sometimes i do fancy dividers, hell did you guys know im an artist i do that sometimes too, occasionally i do sprite edits if i feel like it but i'm not that good at replicating artstyles so shrugs, mainly just do ur classic 2018 tumblr edits here

so uh if you want some icons or whatever the fuck else i listed

✨ Feel Free To Send Requests ✨

i don't have much of a blacklist other than don't be weird about ships (so no pr*sh*p stuff) and don't ask for nsfw/gorey stuff

but i do edits pretty rarely so don't expect a lot from me lmaooo

for some reason i also made tags for some of my bs ramblings so stuff usually tagged with .txt is miscellaneous bullshit i post (ocasionally some of my posts are funny, i think)

some, but not all of them, may include: legendary post archive.txt, the brainrot.txt, random.txt, art.txt, psa.txt, save.txt/saves.txt, asks.txt, fave.txt signal boost.txt, promo.txt, random.txt, textingronpa.txt, the journal.txt

most of my personal ramblings go under random.txt but occasionally i add other stuff, so if the tumblr search function allows you to peruse the tags go ahead idrc if you do

in particular my primary tag is 'the journal.txt', as this is where most of my rambling about my novel series go, i've been working on the series since 2015 so i don't like to shut the hell up about it lmfao

a lot of my posts are LONG POSTS, so if you don't wanna see long posts please blacklist the 'long post tw' tag bc that's what i normally tag them as!!! yes, i mean it, ill post them a lot

hey i have a shit ton of ✨ social media ✨ and ✨ miscellaneous bullshit websites ✨ if you wanna check em out, idk why you'd wanna do that tho all my cringeposting is already here

BLUESKY || TOYHOU.SE || MY OFFICIAL WEBSITE REDBUBBLE || FANDOM WIKIA || TWITCH || AO3 SQW || WATTPAD || DEVIANTART  || ARTFIGHT COMICFURY || MAIN YOUTUBE || GAMEJOLT PATREON || POKEFARM || FANDOM YOUTUBE

i've got some accs i'm only leaving up to ward off impersonators so i'm not linking them here but if you want to know what they are idrc if you just ask me through the askbox or whatever

[didntdeservethisnook]

((Any non-nuanced take on the ant*/pr* sh*p bullshit literally makes me want to fist feed someone mealworms. There’s so much straw manning that one response will say “a 40 yo and 38 yo” and the next jumps to pedophilia and you can agree with each fucking response in whole because of it. Yes pedophillia is morally reprehensible. Yes someone shipping a 40 and 38 yo together is okay. WHERES THE FUCKING CONNECTION? It’s just.

Pr* sh*p/ant* ant* people know that’s damn well not what antis are talking about. The ant* argument is not about shipping period. It’s about written and drawn CP. like actually. Definition. Textbook.

And most ant*s read “freedom to ship” as “I’m a MAP and consuming drawn CP on the daily. And you can’t stop me” because sometimes they’re said by the same type of people but that doesn’t mean they’re the same thing!

ITS INFURIATING. Like these things could be dogwhistles to something else or intense strawmans. It’s just. They fucking ARENT anymore. Like please shut up. We all think consuming child porn fictional or not is bad. We all think you can ship things that should never ever be canonized. Like. You’re both arguing not with EACHOTHER but with this DUMB STUPID FUCKING FAKE OPPOSITION YOUVE CREATED IN YOUR HEAD.

The saddest fucking part is most of these people are people who victims of CSA that can’t open their eyes to the fact that every abuse type is different leading to the “written cp online was used to groom me” vs “SO WHAT MY ABUSER PROMISED ME BARBIE DOLLS IF I DID IT DOES THAT MEAN WE SHOULD BAN BARBIES????” And also people just not realizing that they could ever be hurting kids since they were hurt as kids it’s just so awful and sad and it makes me angry that we behave like this.

And seeing jokes being made about this tragic cycle like it’s fucking nothing? Like this isn’t a bunch of traumatized people demonizing and misunderstanding each other so they can hurt someone else since they can’t touch their abuser? It’s sickening and if I see it again I’m fucking blocking for good. ))

[heuristicallyinclined]

Nobody Knows

Chapter 2: Ah, here we go again

Part 2/? (Word count: 1,841 | Rated T | Past MSPA Reader x Mallek Adalov,  MSPA Reader x Mallek Adalov, Past MSPA Reader x Polypa Goezee, Background DaveKat)

AO3 Links: Part One  | Part Two  (This) | Part Three

Chapter Summary: MSPA Reader wakes up in an unfamiliar, terrifying place with unfamiliar, terrifying people. But what else is new?

Notes: Thanks for all of the support from the first chapter! I was really blown away by all of it. Enjoy some set-up before the inevitable angst.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

The first thing you notice when you come to is the chittering of machinery. Earth tech hums when it runs, maybe you hear a fan or two. Alternian tech chitters. Sometimes it even makes a soft screeching sound. You prefer not to think too hard about it. The next thing you notice is the headache you have. Your forehead is throbbing and when you open your eyes the room is moving. Damn, you have had your fair share of concussions, but this is new. In your infinite intelligence, you finally realize that this is because you are getting carried like a sack of potatoes over the shoulder of a stranger. Well, fuck.

Slowly and carefully, you crane your head back to get a glimpse of whoever is holding you. You see large horns extending horizontally and curving towards their face. Their uniform having some intricate repeating bronze pattern. Realizing this is an adult, you become very conscious of your breathing. Just extremely slow and even. Oh God. You have never seen this troll before in your life. You continue to glance around and notice you are on some sort of vessel. A door opens and your captor joins another bronze troll. A new stranger, maybe a friend? You stop yourself from introducing yourself so you can hear what they say. Now is not the time to be horny for platonic connections.

“So ! nearly tr!pped over th!s sh!t on my back from do!ng !nventory !n the cargo bay. Do you have any !dea what the fuck th!s !s?” Your captor asks with an excited lit, swinging you off of his shoulder and holding you by the back of the hood. You remain still, motionless, having perfected the art of playing dead to fool drones into not culling you. Not your most dignified skill, but definitely one of your more useful ones. Something thuds as it is set down to your right.

“()h gr()ss, d()n’t t()uch it with y()ur fr()nds.” Your captor chuckles while their colleague sighs in exasperated disgust. Ah yes, you didn’t miss this. Alternia has made you super self-conscious about your body in the weirdest ways just about as much as it has made you fear for your life. But one of those things is temporary. You know you’re cute, friendly, are incredibly resourceful and optimistic. You have nice legs! The clown pope said so! But you can still hear the sneer in her voice, “It pr()bably just wandered ()n b()ard during the last rest()ck and the change in gravity culled it ()r s()mething, I d()n’t kn()w.” She sounds a little pissed now, “Etiv()r just st()p playing with it and dr()p it in with the rest ()f the trash s() y()u can help me get the rest ()f the requisiti()ns delivered.”

Etivor shakes you a bit in front of her. She doesn’t react. “F!ne Yleeda,” he draws her name out and huffs, clearly disappointed, “!’ll be back.” You get thrown back over his shoulder and you can hear a light growl come from him. She apparently does too, and mockingly chitters at him, dropping another box onto her pile. “Wait, what if that thing i-,” she starts, but Etivor isn’t having it and picked up to pace and is already gone. Bold move.

He slows down after a while and walks and as he does you pass by a window. You look for telltale moon colors, but you seem to be in the middle of nowhere with nothing particularly familiar in sight. On a spaceship. Full of adults. Neat. Well, mortal peril is always a solid way of getting out of your head.

He continues onward and you hear other trolls pass by you, all of them caught up in their own work or conversations, none of the spare you two too much of a glace. A door slides open and he sets you on the ground. You hear him step away from you and fiddle with the settings on what you think is the trash, and you'd rather not get immolated today, no thank you. It begins to clunkily whir to life before settling on a scratchy, chittery sound. Luckily, you notice you didn’t hear the door close. You get up slowly, quietly, and slink over to the door, the machine helping to obscure any sounds you were making. You don’t need to be stealthy for too long, just enough to get the door and you can just abs- and he is looking right at you.

You try to match the familiar look of wide-eyed "what in the actual fuck is that" that trolls have often graced you with when meeting you for the first time. His pupil skits widen slightly and his mouth is set in a hard, straight line. You both remain frozen and are locked in a staring contest. You stay like that together for a good ten seconds and you become intimately aware of how long ten seconds in total silence is. He blinks and as he starts to reach for you, you do the only thing you think to do. Blurt out some dumb shit and stick your nose where it doesn’t belong.

Were you also getting a pitch vibe off of that or was that just me, because I know you need to be professional, working here and all but I feel like if I wasn’t there you two would definitely have gotten into an argument? Are you two like a thing or have something going on there or…? You wiggle your hands noncommittally.

If you weren't terrified, you would be laughing at the look he is giving you. He immediately pulls his hand back and holds it to himself, aghast. His mouth opens and shuts as he struggles to figure out what to say before settling into a concerned frown. He steps back in confusion with an expression betraying he was clearly not prepared for you to be alive, or sentient, or fluent in Alternian, or immediately asking him about his love life. He is very clearly trying to unpack a lot and you are just trying to put some space between you and someone who easily has two feet on you and a lot of muscle, hopefully gained from things other than hauling aliens into fiery dumpsters.

“Uh. What. ! mean maybe? But ! don't, wa!t th-“

Because I feel like you were definitely trying to piss her off a little bit, like not enough to ruin her night or anything and fuck up her work, but like she'll be thinking about it, so I think that's smart, kinda leaving the ball in her court as you left.

He gives you the smallest, tightest smile as he uncomfortably, slightly nods, locked in place. He looks like he is trying to smile after biting a lemon. This man is deeply fucking uncomfortable which you can deal with much better rather than hostile. You need to keep this shit up. Fuck, WWGD?

What would Gorgor do? You think back to his tricks and techniques that you learned from being his partner. How to maintain control over a situation without dominating it completely or else a highblood could easily feel like you were overstepping and at best, get defensive and shut you down and choose another teal. You don't want to think about the worst case scenario. But you are not Tagora Gorjek and have not been playing four dimensional mental chess with people since hatching. Also death is more of a temporary roadblock at this point, so really, there is no sweep like the sweep you’re fucking in since you couldn’t escape it even if you wanted to.

You already overstepped by making this about quads so you just need to keep talking confidently long enough to fluster him into answering so that you can try to run off. An alien coming back from the dead out of concern for his personal life is probably doing it well enough.

Do you two have like a history from before this or did it start when you got your assignments here?

You are trying to convey an authority you don't fucking have. But as someone once taught you, image is everything and to fake it until you make it. You don't need to have your shit together, god no, but if religiously following a nineteen step east Alternian skin care regimen or parroting back bullshit you've heard like you're a goddamn relationship wizard makes people think you do, then bitch you better roll with it.

"We started working together l!ke a few wipes ago, but k!nda just started talk!ng," he says slowly and unsure, staring at you. You hum knowingly at him and he squints at you, perturbed. You place a hand on your chin and shift your stance to that of one in thoughtful consideration, the fact that you are closer to door thanks to it is not relevant. You look like you do this all the time, which you do. He glances around the room and pales.

God, he must be panicking worse than you are. He is answering. This is probably ideal. Okay plan time, so he and the other lady, Yleeda, are the only ones who saw you here. Wherever here is, and she thinks you’re dead so really you just need to have him be incredibly cool and then run into literally no other person on board the ship while exploring it, figure out where you are, and how you got here. Easy if you don’t think about it.

You were trying to get to Mallek and he is neither of these people so maybe he is on board somewhere on whatever place they restocked at. Maybe he does get to work with tech and he got to hole up somewhere with access to energy drinks that would kill anyone gold and below. This could mean you will never find him. Okay, you need to deal with one thing at a time.

Oh, so when you got started working on this ship? Is Yleeda doing anything to irk you back?

You ask this while stepping to look cool and relaxed against a wall, like all normal, cool guys do. Guys who are calm and not worried at all about incineration. Guys just trying to get a feel for where others are at so that they can give appropriate advice in appropriate situations that they are in. Those guys. You are them.

Your back finally makes contact with a wall. Or at least you thought it was a wall based off of how solid it was. You look up when you feel something grab your shoulder. The sound of the machinery that you thought would mask your footsteps definitely masked Yleeda’s entering the room. She stares down at you and then back up at Etivor, her gloved hand holding you firm.

Oh.

So that plan didn't work.

Notes: How quickly can one person get attached to fantrolls made up on the spot to act as plot devices? One author finds out.

[ase-trollplays]

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LR: someone's pissed

ND: ✿h my fucking g✿d y✿u d✿nt even kn✿w

LR: what happened

ND: I'm still the biggest idi✿t ✿n this entire planet and I g✿t really cl✿se t✿ trusting s✿me✿ne I sh✿uldn't have

ND: AGAIN

ND: Because I'm a shitty judge ✿f character

ND: and it literally c✿uldn't have been m✿re ✿bvi✿us

ND: but FUCK ME I STILL MADE THE EXACT SAME MISTAKE AGAIN

ND: AND I'M JUST

LR: but you realized before you got hurt didnt you?

ND: YEAH I GUESS???

ND: But what if I hadn't!?

ND: What if I didn't realize I fucked up until it was t✿✿ late all ✿ver again??

LR: do i need to kick someone's ass

ND: yeah mine because i apparently didn't learn shit

ND: ✿r I can keep kicking my ✿wn ass and y✿u can kick the ✿ther guy's ass

LR: bRUH

ND: L✿✿K I'M JUST REALLY FUCKING ANGRY AT MYSELF RIGHT N✿W

LR: thats fine

LR: somehow thats how it be

ND: I just can't believe it happened again..

LR: rest in pieces............

ND: I need t✿ just never meet pe✿ple ✿n tr✿llian because apparently I'm a fucking magnet f✿r psych✿pathic freaks.

LR: do you think im a psychopath?

ND: N✿, but y✿u're different. I didn't meet y✿u ✿nline first.

ND: I

ND: I'm really scared, man.

ND: I want t✿ have friends, but I'm s✿ fucking scared I'll trust s✿me✿ne I sh✿uldn't

ND: And I'll have my entire life and everything I have and everything I am and everything I've ever kn✿wn ripped away again

ND: I can't g✿ thr✿ugh that a sec✿nd time

LR: be strong my guy

ND: I'm trying, but it's s✿ hard.

LR: do you actually want me to beat some ass

LR: cuz i will

LR: ill fuck someone UP

ND: It's fine.

ND: I mean, it's n✿t fine, but

ND: Shit, I d✿n't kn✿w.

ND: They said they d✿n't d✿ the t✿rture thing anym✿re, but I think that's bullshit.

ND: Pe✿ple like that never change.

ND: They say they will, but it's a lie.

LR: i think...

LR: people are capable of change

LR: i changed a lot.

ND: Even if they really haven't d✿ne anything in a while, it's pr✿bably just a c✿ver ✿r s✿mething. S✿✿ner ✿r later, they g✿ right back t✿ destr✿ying lives.

ND: Sure, a pers✿n can change, but a m✿nster isn't a pers✿n. They hurt and abused pe✿ple just because they c✿uld.

LR: listen Florah, im not defending Floren in any way because i hate them even more than you do but i think for your own sake you need to understand: people are definitely capable of change. who knows if Floren is a different person? i sure as fuck dont and i work with the asshole every night. but that doesnt rule out the possibility.

ND: Yeah, *pe✿ple* are capable ✿f changing, but I refuse t✿ think ✿f any✿ne wh✿ t✿rtures and abuses pe✿ple f✿r fun ✿r whatever gr✿ss thrill they get ✿ut ✿f it as a pers✿n.

ND: I can't give s✿me✿ne like that the benefit ✿f the d✿ubt.

ND: I just can't anym✿re.

ND: Because what if whatever g✿✿d they're d✿ing d✿esn't stick? What if they g✿ right back t✿ being a sadistic freak?

ND: What if they're llying ab✿ut all ✿f it??

ND: It's ✿ne thing if they did that shit because they didn't have a ch✿ice ✿r s✿mething, but they did. They didn't have t✿ d✿ what they did t✿ pe✿ple, but they still did it just because they wanted t✿.

ND: I can't f✿rgive that.

LR: well alright

LR: just dont fault me for still associating with Floren.

ND: fine.

ND: Just pr✿mise that if they g✿ back t✿ t✿rturing pe✿ple, y✿u'll st✿p them.

LR: ill do a whole lot more than that

ND: G✿✿d.

ND: En✿ugh ab✿ut that creep. I d✿n't want t✿ stay upset f✿r t✿✿ l✿ng ✿r things will start getting really messed up.

LR: yeah thats probably the best idea

ND: D✿ y✿u still have that fl✿wercr✿wn I gave y✿u f✿r y✿ur wriggling day?

LR: yeah i still have it. some of the flowers started to wilt a bit so i frosted them.......

ND: Aw, I was afraid that w✿uld happen. :( That was ✿ne ✿f my first times trying s✿mething like that.

ND: H✿w l✿ng did they stay pretty bef✿re y✿u had t✿ fr✿st them?

LR: couple months

LR: i have it sitting up on my dresser in my room :v

ND: That's g✿✿d. I'm glad the enchantment lasted a c✿uple ✿f m✿nths instead ✿f wearing ✿ff after like a c✿uple ✿f weeks ✿r s✿mething.

ND: S✿rry that's all I gave y✿u, th✿ugh. C✿mpared t✿ every✿ne else, I feel like I cheated y✿u.

LR: no its ok! it was my first actual wriggling day so like im actually really grateful i got anything

ND: ✿h man i just realized

ND: This sweep will be my first wriggling day as Fl✿rah.

LR: HOLY SHIT

ND: I haven't celebrated it in sweeps; I didn't even remember it until half a sweep ag✿

LR: we gotta throw the biggest fuckin shindig

ND: ✿h g✿d I d✿n't even kn✿w what we'd d✿ ✿r wh✿ w✿uld even c✿me

LR: i would come

ND: I dunn✿ if I wanna have any kind ✿f a party. I ✿nly have like three pe✿ple I'm actually c✿mf✿rtable ar✿und including my m✿irail.

LR: then dont have a party

LR: ohhhh you could have like a special dinner with just your buds

LR: and some buds B^)

ND: Buds with buds. B) S✿unds like fun.

LR: HELLS YEAH

ND: If y✿u bring y✿ur fl✿wer cr✿wn, I can try t✿ revive it

LR: do flowers revive after theyve been frozen?

ND: N✿, n✿t really, but I c✿uld still give it a try if y✿u want. If it w✿rks, maybe they'll last l✿nger than bef✿re.

LR: ZOMBIE FLOWERS

LR: id be so down

LR: also maybe you can teach me how to do flower crowns

ND: ✿h my g✿d they w✿uld t✿tally be z✿mbie fl✿wers! XD I didn't even think ✿f it like that, but that t✿tally w✿rks

ND: And I can t✿tally teach y✿u h✿w t✿ make fl✿wer cr✿wns. :) They're super easy ✿nce y✿u get the hang ✿f it

LR: i bet theyre significantly easier when you have the ability to just make flowers grow and shit

ND: Yeah, that helps, t✿✿. :P Especially since I can regr✿w whatever we use.

ND: Infinite fl✿wers

LR: so if i fuck up repeatedly itll be okay

ND: Yeah, but they might bec✿me scared ✿f y✿u if y✿u mangle t✿✿ many.

ND: Anyways, I need t✿ head ✿ff. Thanks f✿r talking t✿ me.

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