#lazy days tallulah

[pjunicornart]

Lazy Days Tallulah

The model of the hour has arrived! Yes, Lazy Days Tallulah is a model, specifically a model for a lounge wear and lingerie company.

Five Fun Facts! - Because HuniePop has a choke hold on my life, she's basically has Ashley's personality. Because... yes. - In this AU, Laszlo is her twin. - She makes an effort to work out every Sunday. - Tallulah almost never wears pants. She's usually in some sort of large t-shirt. - She's a lesbian! Very sex positive, as well!

Wanna know more about Lazy Days? Refer to these posts -> Lazy Days Info Dump and Part 2 See the other busts -> The Main Family, Laszlo, and C4-RL. Still wanna know more? Ask box is always open.

[gothicteacup]

Emo Pissa date!!!

I was originally gonna post this for Valentine’s Day, but this took WAY longer then I expected

It’s still pretty messy but I’m still pretty happy with it nonetheless :)

(Edit: changed the layout, extra notes about au are now under the cut!)

Phil in this is VERY casual goth, his regular outing outfits usually always consist of sweatpants, socks and sandals, wrist warmers and band t-shirts. I considered him being more fancy but I think the chill dad look fits more, especially because I imagine he plays video games a lot. His hair is very scruffy, I imagine him having to constantly move it out of his eyes. He does cut it, he just gets too lazy sometimes. Oh and he totally has tattoos, probably a big hardcore heart on the chest or back and some other tattoos scattered around.

Missa is more emo, he thrives with the side sweep bang and spiky chokers. His outfit may change occasionally, though skulls are always a consistent theme in his looks. He changes his hair color a lot. Sometimes he’ll try out the scene hairlook if he’s feeling a bit different. He carries around his guitar a lot too, which explains the black strap across his hoodie in the drawing.

Oh and they definitely have some sort of charm like the skulls on their backpacks in qsmp. Maybe it’s still a backpack or bracelets, I’m not too sure. Idk whether Chayanne and tallulah would be in this au, tho It would be super cute having a little emo Chayanne matching his parents ^-^.

[qsmpficsarchive]

Hihi! So, I'm a big fan of death!duo as a whole, but I can't really find any fics with them in a more platonical setting and with their routine, like what a normal day with the eggs is for death!duo

Hi!! Most of the blog posts about deathduo are romantic but I do have a few good platonic fics for you!

Death Family Takes a Holiday by Cherrimori

Death family beach episode fluff fic!

You Are A Constant; Always in the Edges, in the Sky, and that Makes Everything by GenevaWren38

A fun family fic for the egg’s first birthday, told from Phil’s perspective.

To Have and To Hold by tryingherbestpacito

This one is more on the affectionate side of QPR but can still be read as platonic! A lazy morning with death family :)

Where the Flowers Don’t Grow by str0phiK

Enderking arc with a happy family fluff ending

What a winterful world by Pepperweb

Phil and tallulah winter fluff :) undertone of romance but not overt

[dreadfulgentleman]

People keep mentioning interviews of Meet the Robinsons characters, but I have no idea where to find them. Do you know where I can find the interviews?

Without more info to go on, I can only assume what you're referring to, anon, so hopefully this answers your question. Feel free to message me again if this isn't what you're talking about. A few of the voice actors from Meet the Robinsons were given a fun task of answering interview questions while in character. There are interviews from Goob, Mr. Willerstein, Lewis, Wilbur, Mildred, Carl, Art/Gaston, Lazlo/Tallulah, and Franny. Some of these interviews were a mix between asking in-character questions while others were just casual questions for the actor. (For example, a lot of young Goob's first monologue in the opening of the film was taken from Director Stephen J. Anderson simply asking Matthew Josten how his real-life baseball activities were going. The resulting answer led to him saying, "We've lost every game. Yesterday, the score was 1-13... It's about having fun, really. I don't really care about winning... Well, like, now I do, 'cause, like, we've lost every game, I've gotten tired of it. Come on! Let's play some baseball, okay! Okay? Not the lazy game."**) **Despite the in-movie quote being taken from what Matthew Josten literally said, he still had to re-record the real lines later. At first, these interviews were just for fun. A way to get the actors in the groove and warm up. As time went on, some of these interviews were written on purpose to give the animators something to play with and a get a feel for the characters. It is possible that these could have become bonus content at some point, but they never went anywhere and so they remained shelved. The only time I've ever seen anything said online about this content was back when this blog used to be a Meet the Robinsons themed blog and I shared behind-the-scenes fun facts and trivia from the film. I believe I had once posted summarized text snippets from these interviews as part of the 10th anniversary celebration that the fandom was going through at the time. Since having changed my blog's theme since then, those old posts were deleted. As far as I'm aware, these interviews cannot be found online. But I haven't done an extensive search into what's available online these days with MTR content, so who knows!

[fruit-sauce]

im so happy other people have the headcanon of “qsmp eggs look like their parents + start looking like the people they hang most around” because i’ve had that idea since like. day one of the eggs lmao

i’ve only drawn dapper, but! i have many design ideas that i wanna write out (bc i might forget them lol), if you have any questions, feel free to ask them, I love talking about my designs, they are weird and silly and i love them all, i promise i will not be upset if you ask something i will instead by very happy

first, each egg started off basically as a blank slate (this is all with human designs in mind), just whatever is their defining detail but also pure white clothes, white hair, etc. but the more they hang around their parent(s), they go through a transformation and then look like their parent(s), typically after an emotional/impactful moment, like how pokemon evolve in the anime

second, to be more specific, every egg has different “Styles” that match each of their parents, as well as a few having mixes of parents (the beginning 8 [except Tilin and Dapper] and Richas w/ TazerCraft) called Duo Styles. All these Styles represent and resemble their parents in some way. 

Still, these Styles can change over time, fading when a parent is absent, or warping to fit the people (not their parents) that are around them the most. This came from the idea that BBH takes care of a lot of the eggs very often, even being referred to as another parent. but what if he hangs around them so much they start to look like him,,, as an example, now that Tallulah sees Phil as her father figure and wants him to refer to her as his daughter, she technically has two Styles, Wilbur and Phil, but since Bad takes care of her so often, tiny details start to change. most obvious, her eyes are becoming lighter, like Bad’s pure white eyes, as well as the tips of her fingers and fingernails creepily starting to turn into the charcoal black that Bad’s skin is. 

Warping to Styles can be stopped if the egg accepts the person as their parent, in that case, a new Style would be made, and the previous Styles revert to being not affected. 

Negative relationships with eggs or even between egg partners will reflect in the egg’s Style, for example, Mariana and Slime’s... thing they had going on? It showed in JuanaFlippas Duo Style

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this is gonna be an entire essay, i’m sorry, but now its full on ramble time of each egg, some things will be vague, i’m just too lazy to try and describe it fully, while others i have more specific ideas that i wanna talk about ok lets get on with this mess:

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Bobby - Since he had such a close, positive relationship with both parents, Bobby has fully defined Styles of Jaiden and Roier, both having full patterns and even a bit of color in his hair. He also has a Duo Style, again, very developed, comfy, and stylish. As for any particular warping, he wore fingerless gloves (Cellbit), had yellow and green accents in his clothing (Mariana and Slime), and had slightly light eyes but nearly had his hands fully black (BBH)

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Chayanne - Fully defined Style of Philza, even to the point of having small crown shaped arm bands from his stories of Techno. As for Missa, his Style is less defined from not being around very often, but still very Missa, lots of bones and purples/blues. His Duo Style is more leaning towards Phil, but noticeably different from Phil’s Style. His clothing has soft yellow accents (Wilbur), a leather holster for his sword and one shoulder pad (Fit), and lately, his eyes are pure white (Missa Style already had pretty light colored eyes, but they’re now pure white from Bad)

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Dapper - He’s basically Bad’s mini self, I’ve already made a design for him a while back, but it needs to be updated. After Baghera, he now has a second style! Lots of soft, fluffy colors and textures. Owns a pair of sunglasses that he wears every now and then (Max), has some brown accents in his clothing and a dark grey glove on his left hand (Fit), horns have bright yellow tips, his shoes have purple accents, and his hair is braided back in Baghera’s Style (Forever), and his clothes have gold and diamond details (Foolish and Skeppy respectively)

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JuanaFlippa - With Slime’s Style, the ends of her limbs and hair were slime-like and green, and even had one of the slime creatures (?) that Slime has on his head and shoulder. Mariana’s Style wasn’t as defined, but still had the same colors and generally shapes. Her Duo Style was messy and vague, kinda like if you took the two main Styles and mushed them together, instead of being a third new one.

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Leo - Very defined Styles of Foolish, Vegetta, and Duo. Foolish’s Style has many gold and emerald details, and is comfortable to even swim in (because shark). Vegetta’s Style resembles Trunks/Bulla from Dragon Ball because haha funny. While not being a parental figure, Leo does have a Roier Style, with heavy details of Cellbit. They have semi-red horns (Bad), black accents in their clothes (Bad and Max), and fingerless gloves (Cellbit)

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Ramon - Duo and Spreen Style has nearly fully faded, but Fit’s Style, similar to Bad and Dapper, is very much like Fit himself. Lot’s of warping from Bad, charcoal skin goes up past his knees and elbows, horns are almost fully red, and eyes are also nearly fully white. He wears fingerless gloves and has a white streak in his hair (White streak earlier resembled Spreen, but is now closer to Cellbit’s hair)

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Tilin - Never formed a Luzu or Duo Style, and his Quackity style barely resembled Quackity. Bright purple eyes and accents in clothing (Jaiden), bright red accents and spider web details (Roier), red/white shoes and green under shirt (Slimcicle)

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Trumpet - Dan and Duo Styles vaguely resemble Dan at all, but it was still noticeable. On the other hand, Maximus’ Style was very defined. Had pure white eyes and red horns (Bad)

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Tallulah - Again, Wilbur’s Style resembles Wilbur exactly, even after all this time. She doesn’t use his Style since he left, but it’s still exactly how it was since then (aside from warping). She had HEAVY warping from Phil, but since asking him to refer to her as his daughter, she now has a Philza Style. She has a lot of colors in her clothing, im gonna have fun designing her (i say, through gritted teeth) Her hair is now a lighter brown, nearly a dirty blond, and is braided back (Forever), eyes are fully white, hands are becoming that pure black, and she has many black accents in her clothing (Bad), a white streak in her hair and some dark brown accents in clothing (Cellbit), previously had dark brown eyes, still has light brown/blue accents (Fit), previously had dark blue accents(Quackity, not anymore tho), and her horns are purple (Jaiden). I’m gonna regret doing this once I get to drawing her design but its ok i’ll survive. maybe.

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Richarlyson - Style for all five parents, Felps is the least defined but still there, and TazerCraft does have a Duo Style. He also has a Quackity Style, but that has been slowly fading since the arrival of El Quackity. Red horns and black accents (Bad), yellow accents (Baghera), and a few emerald details (Foolish)

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Pomme - Has five Styles, but Kameto’s is basically just a dark blue dress since he was barely there, all others are very defined. Consistently has bright blond hair in all Styles (Forever), red accents in clothing (Forever and Bad), and has some black accents (Bad)

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This is gonna be the death of me but I just needed to get these ideas and designs out of my head, I draw so slowly and I didn’t wanna forget anything so spitting them out in text form was my best bet, once i finish this kirakira precure drawings, i’ll start drawing these out, some of the wording might be confusing, i apologize, but it’ll all make sense once i draw them out

[genevawrenn]

I'll Be Home for Christmas

✨q!Philza & Chayanne & Tallulah, BOLAS, Death Family & Friends ✨7.8k W.C. ✨q!Philza-centric ✨Non canon Christmas Celebration! ✨I'll Be Home for Christmas by Bing Crosby

A son and daughter awaken their father under the frosty sun of a winter morning, crow yawning and groaning as his ancient muscles awaken. Smiling, he lets Chayanne and Tallulah crawl their way into his bed and under his once-magnificent wings, curling them around his precious hatchlings. It was the day of Christmas Eve, and Phil could only hope their plans they had last minute thrown together would hold up.

This last moon had been full of turmoil and chaos, with threats to their children and the parents alike. Several adults had gone missing, only to slowly return one by one as this last week progressed. The blonde crow hybrid still held worry over those yet to come back, a few special individuals he had only heard tales of their whereabouts but nothing more.

As a celebration to bring up everyone’s spirits; Niki, Tubbo and Fit had approached him with the idea of throwing a festive get-together for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. After a long debate where to hold it they had decided Phil's would be safest, they could furnish out the storage room and this morning was the start of those preparations.

After a few more lazy moments of cuddling his beautiful children he prompts them to get up, his heart joining in their protesting until they hear the words ‘Christmas Eve’ at the beginning of his announcement about preparation for it. Jumping from the bed they drag him upright to, Tallulah forcing her father to pause so she can quickly preen his wings while Chayanne went to prepare tea. His sweet daughter offered to help care for his crow-feather wings, able to reach all the spots Phil had trouble with these days.

[mar-im-o]

Gentle | Wilbur Soot QSMP fic

Hurt/comfort. Wilbur Soot is in denial about needing a cane. Philza helps him out

(this isn’t projecting what no stfu)

word count: 2538

warnings: explicit internalized ableism. brief mention of disordered eating

Frankly, he’s too young for this.

That’s always his response to the pain. It’s all in his head, it has to be, because he’s too young to be having these problems. Old men need canes. Actually disabled people who have earned the title need canes. He, a perfectly spry twenty-something, does not need a cane.

Wilbur repeats these mantras to himself as he has time and time again, slumped against a tree about two chunks from his and Tallulah’s home. He keeps rechecking the map to be sure the marker is correct, because it doesn’t seem right. There’s no way he only made it a chunk before it got this bad. Before he had to sit down.

But, alas, he could only grit his teeth and bear the pain so long before it made him want to cry. How pathetic is that? He can’t even make it from Quackity’s base to his own without having to sit down.

He’s lazy, is what it is. He’s not injured, he’s not hurt, he’s not old, so he has to be lazy. This is the fault of overreliance on Warpstones. If he had been walking more like everyone else…

But walking hurts. He has to admit it, as much as he wants to insist that it doesn’t. The soles of his feet and his ankles and gods, his shins and his calves have been acting up now! He feels like he’s falling apart, and there’s no reason for it. Everyone else can do this. Everyone else can make these distances. Everyone’s legs get tired when they walk. He’s nothing special.

He’s lazy, is what he is. Just lazy.

Wilbur sighs as he eyes the horizon. The sky’s become red with a setting sun, and he’s not at all eager for Tallulah to be home alone during the night. So, with gritted teeth, he pulls himself back to standing (no matter the protesting in his knees). He’s fine. He can make it the rest of the way.

He appreciates the density of the woods as he goes along, using the passing trees to keep his balance. He doesn’t have to go far between leaning against one trunk or another, a sad stumble between trees as he heads towards home, eyes cautiously watching the sun as it sets.

Wilbur’s eyes are watching through the canopy when he starts, stumbling in his walk at the sight of two yellow eyes staring down at him.

Philza cocks his head in a way that makes Wilbur huff, having half a mind to throw something at him. “Don’t do that. Scared the shit outta me.”

Phil laughs, hopping down from the tree with the aid of his wings before landing in the grass beside Wilbur, who doesn’t stop to greet him. Wilbur keeps on forward, though without the aid of the trees in a way that makes his legs scream at him.

Phil follows behind him, arms crossed behind his back. “Really surprised you didn’t notice sooner.”

Sooner. Wilbur tries not to show the flush in his cheeks at the thought of Phil watching him be so dramatic while walking. (Dramatic, is exactly what it is. Why is he so dramatic about all of this?) 

“I’m not exactly looking for old men in my trees, Phil.”

“Should be. Freaky shit on this server.”

“Don’t you have a kid to be watching?”

Phil chuckles a bit, shrugging as he follows alongside Wilbur. He keeps his eyes upwards, scanning the sky much like Wilbur had been, as he sighs. “School day. Sort of enjoying a few hours to myself. Not sure what to do without that fiend keeping my hands full, though.”

“So you come bother me?” Wilbur asks, though it’s less of a question and more of an tease. 

Phil shrugs. “I can go.”

But Wilbur doesn’t want him to.

It’s silly, really, and Wilbur hates the way he almost begs Phil not to leave. Really, he’s in pain, and tired, and doesn’t want to have to walk anymore, and all he wants is the company of his father. Gods, it’s childish. Childish and dramatic and lazy and–

“How’ve you been?”

Wilbur blinks away the swirling thoughts, grounding himself to focus on Phil. His eyes have fallen, watching the ground they walk on instead. Wilbur tracks Phil’s attention to his own feet, and it makes him suddenly conscious of the fact that he’s limping a bit. Favoring one leg over the other.

He clears his throat, trying to force himself to center his gravity, but it doesn’t come naturally. “Good. Busy with your granddaughter, mostly.”

Phil catches Wilbur with a gaze that clearly reads: that isn’t what I meant. But Wilbur ignores it.

He tries to focus on Phil more so than he does himself. It’s easier to ignore the pain when there’s a distraction. Or, at the least, it makes the destination seem closer.

But Phil, of all people, is anything but a distraction. Wilbur’s paranoid at this point, waiting for Phil to point out the obvious, to chide him.

It’s hard to imagine Philza Minecraft, of all people, chiding Wilbur on something like his physical health. Mental, sure (Phil hasn’t let that go unmonitored since the whole L’Manburg incident), but physical is hardly any of Phil’s concern. He’s never really cared what Wilbur did so long as he was alive and undamaged.

But here he is, damaged from something as simple as walking.

He knows the shit Phil could blame it on. He could call Wilbur out for being too lazy, claiming that this wouldn’t happen if he exercised more regularly. Or maybe he can point out the elephant in the room a la weight gain. He’s put on a few pounds since getting off the Dream SMP, mostly due to the stress which had left him with an unrecognized eating disorder. Has Philza noticed? Would he point out that the pain was correlated with putting on the weight?

Or would he insist that it’s all in Wilbur’s head? Maybe everyone feels this sort of pain. He’s just the only one weak enough to complain.

Regardless, there’s a lump in Wilbur’s throat that makes him scared to speak at all, as if Philza can sense his pain and insecurities and will bring it up.

Maybe he can.

Or maybe he had just seen how Wilbur was walking before.

Regardless, Philza takes his hat off to scratch the back of his head, avoiding Wilbur’s gaze entirely as he says, “Your feet been hurting you?”

Wilbur stumbles at the question, laughing as if he could cover up the panic that’s rising. “I mean, I guess. It’s nothing new. Not bad, though.”

Phil chuckles, stopping entirely to look Wilbur head-on. Wilbur wants to keep walking, to beeline straight to home and be able to close a locked-door on Phil’s face and say they can talk tomorrow. But something about Philza’s gaze catches him, and he pauses with him.

Phil throws a glance down to Wilbur’s feet, then up at him. “I don’t know. Just–bigger server than we’re used to. Not everything’s in one place. Been wondering if that’s hurting you?”

Wilbur swallows. Yes. Yes of course it has! He doesn’t have wings like Phil does. He can’t just fly around the server whenever he pleases. Bad invites him over and he has to walk, and every step makes him want to choke on his own breath and collapse on the ground and swear that he’s never going to walk again.

It’s fucking killing him doing this every single day. There’s so much he wants to do, so much he wants to see, but it’s all so far and he has to walk and there aren’t convenient Warpstones set up everywhere and–

And he says none of that. He just stares at Philza, focusing on his features, the familiar concern painted across them. He shrugs. “Like I said. Nothing new.”

“Wil–”

Wilbur doesn’t care to hear it. He turns to begin the walk back to his house, teeth gritted at the way his body protests. 

Phil lags behind. “Wilbur. C’mon.”

“I’m fine, Phil.”

“Mate–”

He grabs Wilbur’s arm and Wilbur rips it away, turning back to face Phil with a heat rising in his chest. He won’t explode he won’t breakdown he won’t he won’t he won’t–

There’s something in Phil’s hand.

It takes Wilbur a moment to register it, vision blurred by the tears threatening to slip down his cheeks. But once they clear, he looks at the cane in his father’s hand with some fascination. It’s black all over, wooden, with the handle weathered in a way that makes it look vintage. Wilbur’s eyes trace the red-stained carvings moving down it, and only after focusing on them does he realize they’re words. 

No, not just words. 

Lyrics. This is his band’s song. The Fall. Every word carved into the length of this cane and stained a deep red.

Wilbur reaches out to touch it, feeling the texture of the words on his fingertips as he looks up at Philza, baffled. “What’s this?”

Philza seems truly surprised by the question, laughing like it’s stupid. “It’s a fucking cane mate. How have you never seen a cane before?”

“No, I know what–” Wilbur shakes his head. “Why? What’s it for?”

“You.”

“Me?” Wilbur retracts his hand like it’s burnt him, glaring down at the cane then up at Phil. “I don’t need that.”

“Mate–” “I told you. I’m fine Phil. I’m–I’m managing.”

Philza laughs again, and fuck Wilbur hates that laugh right now. It feels inappropriate. Rude. Like there’s some joke to all of this that Wilbur isn’t getting. “Mate, you aren’t. You’re fucking miserable. I can see the look on your face when I invite you anywhere. I can tell your legs have been bothering you.”

Again, Wilbur swallows at that lump in his throat, but there’s some anger to it this time. He doesn’t need this. He doesn’t. He’s fucking–he’s young and there’s nothing wrong with him, he’s just attention-seeking, why would he need a cane?

“I just thought it could help.”

Wilbur grimaces at that. “Don’t see you using one.”

“I’ve got fucking wings mate. I’m not on my feet as much as you are.”

Again, Wilbur just scowls. “I don’t need that. I don’t–”

“Don’t what?”

“I don’t deserve it,” Wilbur hisses. He can feel tears prickling in his eyes and, fuck, it’s too much for him to bear at this point. He lets himself lean back against a tree before slowly sliding to the ground, trying to count his breaths so he doesn’t fucking cry over this.

His legs hurt in a way that makes him despise them. Dysfunctional pieces of shit. That’s all he is. Dysfunctional and over dramatic and–

Philza crouches down in front of Wilbur, discarding the cane in the grass. Wilbur looks up at him with a shaky breath, trying to steady himself, to find the words to eloquently express why he doesn’t need something like that.

“I’m fine,” Wilbur manages after a moment. “I’m fine, Phil. It’s my own fault for not, I dunno, stretching more as a kid. For not working out more. I don’t deserve something like that.”

Phil places his hands on Wilbur’s shoulder, head tilted in a softer form of concern. “Is that what you think? Mate, you don’t have to deserve being disabled. That’s not something you earn through suffering or whatever.”

Disabled. Wilbur laughs a bit harshly at that word.

He has nothing against it, really. He knows he’s disabled. He’s got a hefty list of mental disorders that have earned him that status. 

But he’s not physically disabled. “There are people who actually need shit like that.”

Another laugh from Phil. “There’s not, like, a limited number of them, mate. If you need it you need it.”

“But I don’t need it. I shouldn’t need it. I should be fine.”

“But you aren’t.”

“Goddammit, Phil, I know that.”

Wilbur chokes on a sob, pulling his knees up to his chest so he can duck his head against them. Count your breaths, calm down–

But fuck he’s in so much pain right now, and they still have a chunk to go until they hit his base, and he doesn’t want to do it he doesn’t want to fucking walk.

“I can’t keep doing this. I can’t keep walking. I’m miserable, and I fucking hate being miserable, because no one else is. Everyone else is fine with all of this. I’m the one being dramatic.”

“Dramatic–?”

“In-turned fucking arches Phil. That’s all this is. Inserts and good sneakers should work but nope. And what am I supposed to fucking do? Curl up inside? Not walk?”

“Wil…”

“There are people in this goddamn Universe with real fucking problems. This isn’t real. I’m just being over-dramatic and it isn’t fucking f–”

Wilbur loses his words as arms curl around him. He hadn’t even noticed Phil change positions to be beside him, but his arms curl around him protectively, wings finding their places in a familiar sort of hug.

There’s a part of him that wants to escape. He doesn’t deserve this comfort. This sympathy isn’t earned.

But a larger part can’t help but feel relief.

No disappointment. No pity. Just love. Love from his father.

Wilbur leans into the hug, eyes screwed shut as he counts his breathing.

One. Two. Three.

“It’s real, mate.”

Four. Five. Six.

“I promise.”

Seven. Eight. Nine.

“You don’t have to earn that. You don’t have to earn being gentle to your body.”

Ten.

Wilbur releases an exhale as he blinks his eyes open. The sun has set by now, night fallen over the forest, but they’re bathed in the warm glow of Phil’s lantern. He feels safe here. He feels…

Gentle…

Wilbur sits in the hug for a few moments before, at last, unraveling himself from Philza’s embrace. Phil doesn’t stop Wil, just gently pulls his limbs away as Wilbur reaches across the grass.

His fingers wrap around the carved length of a cane, and he pulls it towards him.

“Just try it,” Phil says after a moment. “See if it helps. If it doesn’t, we’ll figure something else out. But you don’t have to be in pain, Wil. You deserve to be helped.”

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Wilbur smiles as the warm glow of his home cuts through the trees, a welcoming spot of light through the darkness. Philza opens the gate for him, and Wilbur tries not to feel embarrassed as he makes his way through.

He sees Tallulah watching from the window of his room and waves at her with his free hand. At once she disappears, and Wilbur knows she’s coming to greet them.

So he waits. He lets the cane in his hand hold his weight, and lets out a steady exhale.

He can be gentle.

He deserves that.

[mironeedscoffee]

Quick Tallulah drawing I did :D

I was very lazy with the background I must admit-

[I am very much not caught up at all to the Qsmp :’) ]

Anyway have a good day/night :D

[lightboundhellhound]

half asleep too tired to brain but. uh. idk what to ask just give information about creatures

okokok!!!! under the cut cos this is a lot of words skjdfkk

chip: half cat half fox because thats possible ig. the youngest of the group, she has a lot of energy and always wants to play. she’s determined to befriend bing even though he’s antagonistic af and doesn’t want friends. chip was found by duke when she was like a day old, and ive decided just now that duke has a family, a wife and three kittens, and chip fit right in (even if she’s a bit bigger thanks to her fox genes)

duke: the oldest of the group and the leader. he lost an eye when a dog attacked him :( for a while he wanted nothing to do with dogs until he got to know tyler (a dog i haven’t drawn yet) (well not since 2018, here’s an old drawing)

duke didn’t trust tyler but jupiter vouched for him, and so he joined the junkyard jaminals. duke and tyler are actually besties now!

bing: so emo. hates everyone 🥰 while duke went through hell and still has hope, bing went through hell and his hope died. he’s pessimistic, kind of a jerk, and is only a junkyard jaminal because duke insists on “fixing him”. he kinda serves as bombs second in command, and they’re both in charge of keeping outsiders away. he’s less enthusiastic about than bomb is lol

jupiter: she’s dukes wife! she’s co-leader of the junkyard jaminals and chips mom :33 she’s incredibly stealthy, having grown up on the streets with her brothers and parents and learning how to survive without being caught by animal control

squiggle: he’s in charge of surveillance, watching from his tower for any incoming enemies or threats. he mostly naps up there though cos nothing ever tends to happen. also he’s lazy ksjdkfk chip likes to visit tho! squiggle takes the opportunity to teach her how to watch for danger so he can nap lmao

clementine: one of jupiter and dukes kids and juneberry’s twin sister! she’s the nurse, helping juneberry take care of injured or sick jaminals. she doesn’t really enjoy it, and would rather be a fighter like bomb or bing. but duke and jupiter won’t let her cos they don’t want her getting hurt

juneberry: the doctor cat, and clementines twin! they call each other twins cos while there are three in their litter, they look way more similar to each other than they do with their other sibling i have yet to design ;^^ juneberry loves being a doctor cat! she’s all about helping her friends and family <3 she’s very silly btw

tallulah: idk what she actually is? i adopted her from another artist cos i loved her design but it didn’t occur to me that. i should have at least some idea of how she fits in the narrative? for now let’s say she’s a lab experiment that wasn’t supposed to be sentient. and now she helps with surveillance cos. she has wings? idk

xveca: she’s from a planet that was taken over by mars (space colonialism smh). she escaped, and was on her way to mars to fight those guys, but as she passed the sun her ship went haywire and she crashed on earth. duke and jupiter are the only ones who know she’s an alien. she’s very confused by earth customs and such. duke and jupiter have taught her a lot tho! she’s in charge of finding food

muffin: idk how she fits in the narrative actually. i never decided. she’s very sweet tho

bubbles: same here. he and muffin were such wasted potential </3 he loves to play!

bomb: she has an explosive temper (haha) but she’s loyal to the very end and very kind. she’s in charge of guarding the junkyard and handling threats however she sees fit (bing helps). she has this cool power where if she wants to she can explode, but it uses up one of her nine lives

now i need to design jupiter and dukes son and im golden! lmao

[kristiliqua]

ahem . Sooo . i want to update on the TAZ au real quick

so , i've changed Some stuff from the last time i've updated it , but methinks i'm just gonna keep it to myself :)) i will say that tallulah will be a character in it . so that's fun :D and has no potential for angst at all :D totally :D /s (dw about it Haha)

i also Totally didnt make an entire other doc to just map out each character's (as in the main 4 to 7) timeline and backstory . noooo , no way !!! me ??? doing That ???? psshhhh . nahhhhh , that doesnt sound like me . not at all /s

god there is a lot of shit im doing to plan for this au . like i havent even finished writing the actual first chapter yet (god fucking forbid) 😭😭 but it Will happen . someday . i can promise you that (... hopefully . i mean -- my mcyt interest has lasted for This long [like ever since dsmp started] so Surely ..... surely it can stick around long enough for me to finish this . Surely [at least for my interest in wilbur and lovejoy n whatnot . and charlie slimecicle we love that goopy guy])

i am heavily dreading the day i actually have to publish the fic on ao3 and all the Fucking Tags i'd have to add . like jesus Fuck there are So Many Characters what the hell /hj (i'll manage . hopefully)

also i posted a new fic that i am simply too lazy to link here . just look up "kristiliqua" on ao3 and you'll find it on my account lmao (spider-man , spider-man , does whatever a spider can ...)

[pjunicornart]

Lazy Days Info Dump pt. 2

You read the title. Let's do this.

SO. I've been brainstorming ideas for the others characters within this AU, as in, the other Robinsons. These will just be little character bios, and these were made recently. So everything you see here is subject to change!

Lucille Still as lively as ever! When she's not baking or sewing, she's swimming in her family's pool. She tries to stay positive after the death of her husband, Bud... and that meant going to grief counseling.

Gaston A streamer/online personality. He started off by playing FPS games, but nowadays he's interested in the likes of indie games, especially indie horror. Yes... the other Robinsons have appeared in his videos on occasion. Like that one time Neil and Gaston made a "gingerbread house."

Art An intergalactic bounty hunter alah Celeste from HuniePop. It's from this job he met Lefty, and rescued her from danger. He's often away from the family for weeks at a time, but he makes sure to bring home cool alien artifacts for the kiddos for when he returns.

Fritz He makes OOAKs with old play line fashion dolls. He has the whole shebang... the 3D printer for more complex projects, the matte varnish, the sewing patterns, clumps of doll hair, a rooting tool, etc. He posts his creations online.

Petunia Not a puppet! She is still very much alive. Her first husband wound up in prison. He can rot in there for all she cares, because Fritz is a better man. He supported her dream of becoming a lawyer.

Tallulah A world famous model for a high end lounge, lingerie, and sleepwear brand. Her personality is inspired by Ashley's from HuniePop 2. Very chill and laid-back. Also the type to ask fucked up questions.

Laszlo Due to trauma from his past he'd rather not talk about, he's very intertwined with the internet aesthetic known as "Traumacore." This reflects in his digital art, using pastels and cute character designs mixed with dark and disturbing imagery. It's a coping/comfort mechanism for him. He's working on a graphic novel with this style.

Joe After undergoing bariactric surgery, he's taking his personal health a lot more seriously. His positive attitude online and drive to become a better him has landed him multiple brand deals.

Billie The hands on type. The type of girl to get her hands dirty building and painting model trains. She collects vintage and newer toy trains and displays them proudly on her shelf. Well, multiple shelves, actually.

Carl Built with a more cozy, humanoid appearance, he's the family's right hand robot. He's programmed with thousands of ways to enhance the family's daily lives, as well as advanced hardware to make him a truly intelligent AI.

Lefty The maid of the household. Her home planet was a desolate ocean, where a rogue group reined supreme. Now that she's on this exciting, new environment, she eagerly looks at everything with an intense curiosity.

Doris The butler. She's got some sass to her, I'll say that... She's got the same hardware that Carl has, so her developing her own personality was nothing to write about for Neil.

Spike and Dmitri Alien twins who were also rescued from one of Art's missions. They were never given names on their home planet, so the family gave them names. For some reason, they spend most of their day in the garden... sitting in flower pots. Maybe it's because their home planet was very lush? Who knows...

For more info about the AU in general and bios for the other characters, refer to this post -> Lazy Days Info Dump. For busts of the other members of the family, refer to this post -> Lazy Days Character Busts. Still wanna know more? Ask box is always open.

[tabloidtoc]

In Touch, January 18

You can now buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Cher tells all 

Page 1: Contents 

Page 2: Who Wore It Better? Hailey Baldwin vs. Joey King 

Page 4: Do They Look Like the Real-Life Person They Play? These stars are set to step into some iconic shoes in upcoming biopics but some fit the part better than others -- Timothee Chalamet as Bob Dylan, Jennifer Hudson as Aretha Franklin, Sebastian Stan and Lily James as Tommy Lee and Pamela Anderson, Austin Butler as Elvis Presley, Naomi Ackie as Whitney Houston 

Page 5: Alec Baldwin’s wife Hilaria Baldwin was forced to admit she’s not actually Spanish after social media users called her out for faking her Latina ties -- turns out Hilaria who has claimed to be from Spain and occasionally speaks with an accent was born Hillary Hayward-Thomas in Boston to American parents who moved to Mallorca when she was an adult although she did spent a lot of time there and insists she tends to mix Spanish and English -- though Alec defended her he’s privately enraged and if she lied to him too it could mean the end of their marriage and a battle over their $60 million prenup 

* Makeover of the Week -- Princess Charlene of Monaco debuted a daring shaved head, Number of the Week -- 84 total weeks Mariah Carey has had a No. 1 song on Billboard’s Hot 100 giving her the record for the most ever, Success Story of the Week -- Miley Cyrus on Cher’s criticism of her raunchy 2013 VMAs performance, Vow of the Week -- Amal Clooney thanking husband George Clooney for supporting her while she wrote a 1000-page book 

Page 6: Crib of the Week -- Kathy Griffin’s Malibu modern, Man Candy of the Week -- Dallas Hart, Winner of the Week -- Kylie Jenner has four of the top 10 most-liked Instagram posts of 2020, Loser of the Week -- Chrissy Teigen gets a nose piercing but it’s botched 

Page 10: Up Close -- Dog Days -- Jonathan Scott with dogs Gracie and Stewie and the shirt he had made of their faces, Priyanka Chopra snuggles with her dogs Panda and Diana, Demi Moore with her daughter Tallulah’s pup Cowboy on her head, Kelly Osbourne with her dogs 

Page 12: Water Sports -- Simon Cowell on a jet-ski on his annual Christmas vacation to Barbados, Selling Sunset’s Jason Oppenheim loses his battle with a wave in Tulum, Amy Schumer and husband Chris Fischer soak up the sun with son Gene in St. Barts 

Page 13: John Legend and Chrissy Teigen enjoy a boat getaway with their son Miles in St. Barts 

Page 14: Katy Perry and Orlando Bloom rock new looks to ring in the new year, Nicole Kidman and an alpaca, Jennifer Garner plays the same party game that the queen Olivia Colman loved on this season’s The Crown 

Page 18: Child’s Play -- Kim Kardashian wrangles her kids Saint and Psalm and Chicago and North and niece Dream at her sister Kourtney Kardashian’s

Page 19: Eva Longoria and son Santiago in matching pajamas, Jessica Simpson bakes treats with kids Ace and Maxwell 

Page 20: Jennifer Lopez may not be walking down the aisle for the fourth time after all -- while she had planned to tie the knot with Alex Rodriguez in Italy over the summer but the wedding has been canceled because the pressure of a huge bash was overwhelming and that after nearly two years of engagement and delays due to the pandemic Alex got a case of cold feet and decided it wasn’t necessary anymore and Jennifer said in an interview that they’d talked about nixing the destination wedding altogether -- the next day, J.Lo wasn’t wearing her massive engagement ring while running errands in Miami and she’s heartbroken because she wanted a big splashy wedding since this was going to be her final trip to the altar and it’s being blamed on COVID-19 but it goes way deeper than that

Page 21: It’s been just over a month since Jim Toth’s company Quibi shut down permanently but wife Reese Witherspoon is already pushing him to get back to work -- by all accounts Reese has no problem with being the breadwinner in the marriage but she can’t tolerate laziness so she’s nudging Jim to get a job and while the talent agent has a good resume he certainly isn’t as rich as she is and there’s pressure on him to live up to her high expectations 

* Lori Loughlin’s husband Mossimo Giannulli isn’t coping well with lockup according to the fashion designer’s son from a previous relationship Gianni Giannulli -- Gianni claimed that his father has been locked in solitary confinement for one full month and has been only let out every three days for a few moments to shower but the solitary confinement wasn’t a punishment but rather Mossimo is being protected because of the spike in COVID-19 at the prison 

Page 22: Cover Story -- Cher tells all -- as her 75th birthday approaches Cher is sharing her biggest secrets from six decades in show business in a juicy new book 

Page 26: Prince Harry and Meghan Markle’s showdown with Queen Elizabeth -- Harry and Meghan stir up new drama during tense talks to extend their controversial Megxit deal -- the queen needs more insight what’s really going on with Harry and Meghan’s business dealings before she makes a final decision on Megxit while Harry and Meghan are hoping to get on with their lives and not have a dark cloud hanging over them 

Page 28: Justin Bieber insists he’s not becoming a minister -- the singer is focusing on starting a family not a ministry 

Page 30: Olivia Wilde rebounds with Harry Styles -- fresh off her breakup from Jason Sudeikis, Olivia starts a hot new romance with the former One Direction boy-bander 

Page 34: The Big Interview -- Shawn Johnson -- the former gymnast doesn’t always nail it when it comes to parenting and she’s OK with that 

Page 36: New Year, Nicer Closet -- designer Lisa Adams who’s worked with stars like Olivia Culpo shares tips on sprucing up your sacred space 

Page 42: Animal Overload -- my dog looks like Owen Wilson 

Page 45: Double Take -- Drew Barrymore’s dog Douglas gets a comfy seat on the set of her talk show 

Page 46: Horoscope -- Capricorn Betty White turned 99 on January 17 

Page 48: Last Laughs

[officialleehadan]

Wings and Wings and Wings

Hello darlings and welcome to our second $5+ patron prompt! This one is for the wonderful Sarah, who requested Star Light, Star Bright! Thank you for all your support, darling!

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“When Raven stole the Sun,” Tallulah said, the yellow-gold stardust falling through her fingertips like strands of grass, turning to feathers under the words of her story. “A wealthy man kept it in a shining box, and had the moon and stars and sun locked away for his family alone.”

As she spoke, the feathers on her fingertips drifted weightlessly around her, caught up in a breeze she couldn’t feel. Yaz and Greta listened, knowing by now that their stories shaped the stardust that clung to them like a second skin.

“So Raven turned himself into a feather, and the wealthy man’s daughter drank him, and Raven became a baby,” Tallulah continued as the feathers turned into great wings, the slightest line of gold against the black of Space. Not eagle wings, this time, but those of a great raven, cunning and clever. “And when he was born, he begged and begged his grandfather for the box.”

The wings spread out around them and caught the weighty blue of Greta’s ocean before them, rocketing their ship forward, a little silver fish, a summer songbird, flying into the jaws of a monster before them.

The three silver-white ships circled them, angry hunting seals, while their whale-ship mother hovered behind, the promise of greater force yet to come if violence was needed.

“when he had the box,” Tallulah said, smiling now as Grandmother’s drum began to fill her ears. “He turned from a human baby to a bird, and flew up through the smoke-hole, with the box in his talons and threw them into the sky, so that all could share the light.”

They reached the first silver-white ship, and Tallulah raised her hands, now blanketed with Raven’s gold feathers, and closed her hands around the ship. Feathers became sunlight, became a thick-walled cedar box, and the ship went dark.

“We always remember what it was to be in darkness,” she said, and closed her hands around the second ship. “And so we welcome Raven wherever we find him.”

She closed her hands around the third ship, and it too went dark as starlight cedar-wood closed around it, sealing it away.

“My people know the Raven as well,” Greta said, her odd, pale eyes glinting like the deep of a deadly ocean tide. “Thought, we call him, and his brother, Memory.”

Her blue-stardust-tide went from water to wind in a moment, a breath, a whisper, and caught the wings of Tallulah’s great sun-raven. Now two more birds, clever, with heavy beaks and watching eyes, dove through gold stardust and blue, trailing sparks where their paths crossed.

“Huginn and Muninn fly from Odín’s shoulders each dawning,” Greta said, her hard-edged smile carrying secrets and legends as old as Tallulah’s own. “They fly from his shoulders around the world, and learn all that is worth knowing.”

Her twin ravens circled outward, a galaxy of blue lighting their wings as they whirled around the great cedar-wood boxes that held the silver-white ships. But the raves did not stop, and instead wove their blue light around the great ship, the whale-ship that loomed ever closer. They swooped in, and away again, watching and learning and discovering all there was to know.

“And when the sun begins to set,” Greta said, blue feathers crawling across her face and hair, until only one of her eyes could be seen, the other wrapped in silken, glimmering, stardust. “Thought and Memory return to Odín’s shoulders and whisper in his ears all they have learned that day.”

The ravens circled back and scattered into motes of light when they reached the Wonder’s hull, before turning again into ravens that landed on each of Greta’s shoulders. Blue stardust flowed from their feathers to her hands, to the computer under her fingers. Information wrote itself, faster than any human could speak, the speed of thought. Everything they ever dreamed of knowing about the silver-white ships and their whale-mother.

“My people don’t’ know Raven,” Yaz said, her hands on the controls as she drove them forward. The whale-ship was warming up her weapons, great canons on the front of the ship blazing with light. “But we have another story, of wings that block out the light. Of a great bird so big that it was said to fly around the world, hunting for anything that might sate his hunger.”

Red feathers swept off her shoulders and spread wide around them. Huge wings caught blue stardust wind and lifted off, soaring with the lazy effort only the mightiest of sky-warriors could boast.

“The Kargas soared over the Bosporus,” Yaz continued as the giant bird circled once, lazy, and caught sight of the whale-ship. “Sometimes sailors would speak of the darkening of the sky, or of seeing it, flying back into the desert, where it nested in the hot sands, with elephant… or whale, in his talons.”

Tallulah had seen eagles on the hunt before, knew what that sudden stoop meant, knew that it meant a little fish was about to go to the Great Spirit and that a happy eagle would live to hunt again.

The whale-ship never before saw a stooping eagle, and though they tried to turn their canons, tried to dart out of the way, the Kargas was faster.

Red-stardust talons sank through the hull and deep into the ship. The red-stardust beak tore apart the whale-ship’s plating and left twisted wires and great plumes of escaping atmosphere bleed into the void. A red-stardust head tilted back noiselessly as a thundering cry of victory shuddered through the Wonder, impossibly loud, but without the slightest sound.

The whale-ship went dark as a great eagle feasted, and three ravens circled eagerly, waiting for their chance at the bones.

And the Wonder, protected by legends, carried onward.

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[mayvinwrites]

About Me Tag

I was tagged by @milkyway-writes​ Thank you so much 💕

Nickname: May, Mayv, Vin,

Real name: Mayvin

Zodiac: Libra ⚖

Favourite musician or groups: AJR, Ben Rector, JJ Heller, Jukebox the ghost and Lady Bri (Its more that they are the singers of some of my favourite songs)

Favourite sports team: every team from Haikyuu. Wait you mean real life sports? who’s she???

Other blogs: I follow from @shinju-cliff​ and don’t really use it, its just a fossil from my days deep-diving into fandom.

Do I get asks: I do!!! and I’m not opposed to getting more 😄

How many blogs do I follow: 171 (and I think that’s how many followers I have atm too which is a coincidence 😂 I need to follow some more people, but I have to look at everything, so, if I follow too many people I’ll have to stay on tumblr at all times to not miss anything)

Tumblr crushes: @owlsofstarlight​ you were the second writeblr I followed and have always helped me and offered advice and having you read through my prologue a year ago really helped improve my story (thanks so much)

@serenewrites​ You are one of my closest friends (not a difficult thing seeing as apart from my family you are the only person who speaks to me often, but impressive because I tend to have a hard time staying in contact with people) you are so funny and your worldbuilding and history for the devolved is amazing. I’m proud i was able to make such an amazing friend 😊

@milkyway-writes​ Your writing is so good as I’ve said before. My favourite has to be your characterization, even the minor/background character are filled with life. Oh and did I mention,

YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO MAKE COOKIES - THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE

Lucky numbers: 3, 9 and 33

What am I wearing: flannel pyjama pants, and soft fluffy pinkish-red pyjama top, purple socks I got from the VIP package for the AJR concert I when to in December, a white headband, and big round wire glasses.

Dream vacation: Me and my Mum really want to go to Greece and ride those scooter bikes around.

Dream car: Don’t want one, I’m a biker through and through. Grew up surrounded by bikers and biker gangs, I want my dads bike which has a lil’ boat painted on it (for nostalgia's sake)

Favourite food: Spaghetti bolognese and crepes

Drink of choice: Chocolate milkshake, there are so many different types, and they taste different every restaurant/coffee shop/cafe you go to (some even have different textures)

Instruments: Guitar (barely), my voice (choir and musicals(You should have seen me play Tallulah in Bugsy Malone, it was beautifully over the top and dramatic, we only had a week to prepare and I played multiple roles so we switched her song with ‘you are my sunshine’ 😂)

Languages: Just English sadly, I have a little of Spanish, enough to babysit my little brothers but not after to hold a conversation (school fucked me over when refusing to let me join Spanish class because I wasn’t good at french)

Celebrity crushes: I honestly don’t know. I don’t think I have one???

Random fact: I’ve used all of my culinary training to find way to cook tasty meals that don’t take long or leave much washing up and not kill me, all because I’m lazy.

Tagging: @serenewrites​ @owlsofstarlight​ @n1ghtcrwler​ and anyone else who wants to do this (no pressure though)

[awkwardtal]

Tallulah ‘Tal’ Jane Sault

The Basics ––– –    Age: 22    Birthday: February 29 (Leap Day)    Race: Human, Kul Tiran

   Gender: Female    Sexuality: Heterosexual    Marital Status: Single Physical Appearance ––– –    Hair: Black, crazy curly.    Eyes: One blue, one brown.    Height: 5’7”    Build: Skinny, androgynous, somewhat lanky, with lean muscle.    Distinguishing Marks: Occasional small burn scars, typically has scrapes on her knees or elbows.    Common Accessories: Small dagger, gold locket that hangs from her neck. Personal ––– –    Profession: Munitions    Hobbies: Gambling, drinking, doing crosswords.    Languages: Common    Residence: Dampwick Ward, Boralus    Birthplace: Dampwick Ward, Boralus    Religion: None.    Patron Deity: None.    Fears: Dying. Relationships ––– -    Spouse: None, single.    Children: None.    Parents: Jack and Veronika Sault, both alive. Divorced.    Siblings: Beatrice Sault.    Other Relatives: Unnamed cousins.    Pets: None. Traits ––– - * Bold your character’s answer.    Extroverted / In Between / Introverted    Disorganized / In Between / Organized    Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded    Calm / In Between / Anxious    Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable    Cautious / In Between / Reckless    Patient / In Between /  Impatient    Outspoken / In Between / Reserved    Leader / In Between / Follower    Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic    Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic    Traditional / In Between / Modern    Hard-working / In Between / Lazy    Cultured / In Between / Uncultured    Loyal / In Between / Disloyal    Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful Additional information ––– – Smoking Habit: Yes. Drugs: None. Alcohol: Often.

RP Hooks ––– –

You might know Tal if you are Kul Tiran and of common birth.

You also may know Tal if you are familiar with Kul Tiran petty crime.

You may know Tal if you have/do work around the Boralus harbor.

[thisismyobsessionnow]

Thank you so much for the tag @kosegruppaa <3

rules – answer 21 questions and then tag people who you want to get to know better

nickname(s): Madde, like to the point it’s almost my name irl, very few people call me Madeleine. I don’t think I’ve ever gone by it online though.

zodiac sign: Leo

height: 156 cm or just over 5′1′’ if you prefer

last movie I saw: I don’t know? I so rarely watch movies, I can’t remember

last thing I googled: "cm to feet”, even though I knew because I’ve googled it a million times before. I just wanted to double check. I always get confused because 1 inch is so long I’m like how can you even measure height like that, the span is way too big.

favourite musician: Tobias Sammet, no question, he’s the love of my life and will always be. I’d travel the world for him if I could.

song stuck in my head: Actually none right now, it’s nice

other blogs: not on here, I have one on Pillowfort as well but I haven’t been on there in a while. It’s usually too much for me keeping more than one active.

following: 39 atm, I’ve been REALLY picky with who I follow since my blog switch.

followers: 70, and I’m pretty impressed by that considering this blog is so new and also focuses on teeny tiny fandoms.

do I get asks: I don’t think I’ve gotten any on this blog yet? I can’t remember! On my old one I would get some from time to time!

amount of sleep: I get up pretty early when I work but I’m also extremely tired at night so I usually end up around 6 hours per night. The last few nights it’s been less though, since I got really addicted to watching gta rp on twitch, I can’t turn it off!!

lucky numbers: 9, I have no idea if it’s ever really given me luck though? But I like it!

what I’m wearing: leggings and one of my always keep fighting sweatshirts (the very first one, actually!), it’s become my standard lazy day at home outfit.

dream job: Hmm, I wanna say goldsmith but with how low my motivation and inspiration has been for that lately I just don’t know.

dream trip: I wanna go everywhere, haha, I don’t think I have any specific place right now that I’m dreaming of more than anything else.

favourite food: Sushi!

instruments played: none

languages: Swedish and English is what I really know. Of course I understand the Scandinavian languages well enough and then there’s those 4 years of French from school as well as 2 years of Italian, but I tend to just mix them up these days.

favourite songs: I don’t think I have a current fave, but talking all-time Tallulah by Sonata Arctica will always have that most special place in my heart.

random fact: I picked up knitting again a couple of months back, and I’m almost done with my first full size sweater now! It’s in a yarn in the ace colors and it’s looking awesome!

aesthetic: Uhm, I don’t really feel like I have one. I’ve been feeling very bland lately.

Not tagging anyone today! But feel free to do it if you like!