#semi-reply post

[deceit-and-knowledge]

ooc: meanwhile shadow recluse

[crystallizsch]

idk why i’m so weird about my main blog it’s not like i’m too secretive about it since it’s in my intro (not the pinned) post if people decide to look through it (which i don’t really 100% expect from everyone so i get it if people aren’t aware) but it just looks like i’m hiding it for no reason 😭

anyways, all this to say i’m finally explicitly shouting out my main @scint1llat3 (where i follow/interact from) if you want a barrage of random queued reblogs 24/7 (<- exaggerating. mostly.) bc i reblog anything i find mildly interesting— (sorry mutuals/followers who are already currently there 😭)

+ also more importantly i have another side blog @llizsch for non-fanart and old art, and bc art fight is coming up i’m reposting all my previous art fight art there if anyone’s interested (i’ll be joining art fight this year too btw!! i’ll make a more proper post about this after the team reveal 😤) (and i don’t mind interactions with my old art since i’m still pretty happy with them!! there’s a reason why they’re being reposted)

also semi-related tangent, it’s nice seeing in the notifs people finding a lot of my old art in this blog these past days, thank you 😭💖 even if it’s also just silent like-reblog spam, that all really cheered me up

ANYWAYS. NO PRESSURE. JUST IF ANYONE IS INTERESTED 🙏

[socra-time]

What’s your opinion on Sasuke’s sexuality? I personally either see him as gay or aroace.

I like both of those for him but I think I’ve landed on seeing him as gay tbh

[kittycatred]

[ ooc ]

helloo !! i know its been a week since posting, but im going to take a break from posting for a little while, it hopefully wont be too long but theres just some irl situations that i need to focus on for the time being until further notice, thank you all for always being patient with this blog though, hopefully ill be back to posting in a little while when this all eases up <33

[3liza]

the "robe curls" or "heatless curls" headband doohicky is alright for some hair types but my hair will NOT dry overnight in that thing, or with a dryer hood, highly porous, fine but medium-high density in 3B curl type. plus i need actual tension to get any kind of blowout effect because of the texture.

so ive been wondering why no one has made one of those halo roller bands out of some kind of flexible ducting and you attach one end to a blow dryer and just blowdry it out all at once. should be 2-3" diameter hose made of either vented ducting material or some sort of mesh/foam similar to garden hose drip-watering material (could be silicon to give it heat resistance). and maybe in the case of mesh some sort of brush roller center insertion with bristles to hold the wrapped hair, or velcro at minimum. with blow dryer attachment it would give the blowout effect within about 15-45 minutes imo

this kind of setup is, i think, either using electric heat or hot air (i think the former) to set an old-fashioned perm. what i'm suggesting is just attached a hose to a home hair dryer using this sort of attachment:

but then the hot air hose itself is used as the hair roller tube in this fashion:

yes i have one of those dryer-attachment fabric hoods and they do not work well for me on top of a roller set or robe curls or anything else. something is wrong with the air circulation, my hair doesn't dry in a reasonable amount of time. that's why I'm mulling over turning the hose into the tube the hair goes around. the hose itself is vented with individual holes and does not vent through all the fabric. it would need a layer of air-permeable material (open mesh, velcro, bristles of some kind, low-density fiber foam, some sort of heat-resistant polyfill fiber quilting?) between the hose vent holes and the hair surface.

im happy for my fellow white women with untextured hair who are getting nice blowout waves with this satin roller tube thing but the diameter is so small my hair will just shrink back up to frizzy 3B instantly when i take it out. yes i know about hair products, all of them, humidity products and cuirl creme and gel and heat protectant and mouse and blah blah, ALL OF THEM. i have tried it, dont tell me about them

anyway shark tank thats my proposal thanks for the opportunity today also do you guys have a trashcan i have some old gum ive been chewing and. what you mean just hand it to you? like in your hand? ok

[insufferablemod]

the pinterest experience

[fleapit]

sorry babe you are rich as fuck if you think 'a few thousand dollars' is something the average person can just. spend once every few years or so. you're actually loaded with cash

this is such a stupid ask for me to answer but i cannot stress enough the fact that some of you people do not know what 'rich' means.

[entities-of-posts]

hi, spider guy here, follow up to the last statement: i do take them outside gently with a cup and a piece of paper, but ive been feeling progressively worse and worse about it because its so very hot and rainy outside and its nice and air conditioned in my house. and they probably want a nice place to live too ::::( they also freak out in the cup and ive tried gently speaking to them to calm them down (and sometimes it works weirdly enough?) but i always feel so so guilty for scaring them or destroying their cobwebs because they worked soooo hard on them and they’re very pretty ::::((((

i don’t think i’d mind all that much being aligned with the mother of puppets too bad either if i could just keep the house sanitary. spiders are nice and i’ve never felt that in control anyways. i’d just rather belong to the beholding because i like researching things and categorizing and organizing until i can barely think anymore (it’s a compulsion at this point.)

Oh you are giving me very unpleasant déjà-vu. No matter how comforting it may seem to let go, let her take control, it will not go well for you. Sooner or later you’ll be more useful as food. Or perhaps, like me, you’ll end up finding something other than her you want to live for, and she will not like that.

But I suppose it’s your funeral.

The spiders are probably better off outside though; inside, they’re likely to have no other prey than each other. Which they don’t mind, of course, but if you want them not to be eaten by their siblings, putting them out is better. And they remake their webs several times a day anyway, I promise it’s not a big deal to disturb them.

[persephonyed]

pssst, just popping in to say i start a new job tomorrow, so i'm not sure how my activity might be over the next week or two adjustment period for it. i'm probably going to prioritize things i have the most muse for and be on when i can but might need a lot of r&r time to reboot while i make the transition. it's also a super new kind of job for me ( my first big girl office job hehehe ) so i'm not super sure how to anticipate how i'll feel. i hope that's understandable !

[seiwas]

just a little update !!

been kind of on and off this past week because things have been busy (and i've just been too tired bfjshf 🥲). i'm not sure how this week will look but i'm hoping to get some reading done and a bit of writing too!! (currently working on: gym toji for my start of the year event).

i've been feeling a bit meh with my writing lately, but i'm trying to write through it 🥹 in the meantime, i finally got my custom theme working again!! it gives a more complete search when you look through tags, so if you're interested in some fic recs, you can look through my tags page for reference hehe.

that is all!! i hope everyone has a lovely week ahead 🥹

[redstrewn]

Notes are cool but when u start talking to me...thats worth 50 notes babey

[istherewifiinhell]

well i cant exactly say its been a pleasure doing blogging catch up exactly but i did my time.

[originemesis]

@bored2deathiswear xxx

The first of men had always seemed underwhelming at first glance upon his integration into heaven, particularly when set amongst the various court members consisting of multi-ringed orbits around blinding spheres of light that, despite possessing the capabilities to melt any mortal mind that gazed into their centers, barely bothered the thousands of unblinking eyes that set like diamonds along the span of spinning gold bracelets. The gear he'd been granted for exterminations would eventually become his every day office attire simply because it would demand the respect of one such heavenly beast. Or maybe it was whiplash to face such a beast while its every word seemed more in tune with socializing at a frat party than of smiting withering souls with holy light based axe swings?

If it had been anyone else to miraculously drag him off to some holding pen and then stuck below the looming shadow of his bulk, they would have underestimated just how much trouble a soul shackled, once mortal archangel could cause them. Perhaps his clown of a captor thought so under the assumption his wings were still indisposed, but once revealed he'd been keeping their healthy plumage under wraps, seemed to recognize the man's capability for brutality- lack of vaporizing light beams or not. It's not like he'd needed a weapon to slam a briefly distracted Lucifer into that shit hotel's brick wall before all this with but size and fury alone, and his wings were just another means of causing damage- whether through a direct beating or as a tool to topple balance. Maybe even an escape attempt because what was flying and dick forcing his way through an electrized field to fucking Adam?

If he'd only done just that instead of taking a page from the briefly grounded devil's playbook in pride- lingering to gloat. Which he did by another great slam of a wingspan that seemed to reach from wall to wall in the the sleeping quarters of the room, releasing a crack and a gust of wind aimed to slide the other back a couple of feet from where he'd risen. Helps puff up his plumage too- knocking out the months of binding lines that came from a persistent lack of preening. Molted feathers finally freed float to the floor in lazy trails as he grins viciously at the other's surprise, air quoting him with a mocking twitch of talons.

"Oh yeah. 'Surprises'- like what? You sucking?? Because that's hella common knowledge, bruh." Another beat signals his final stretch before impending take off-bones properly cracked and ready to lift the greatest quantity of his mass towards the rafters and the energy field threaded between it like netting, but his parting shot of "see ya at the end of a spear, loser~" finds its punctuation in a surprised "grk?!" as an ethereal snake's maw launches from its master like a snarling puppet string and latches in a burning bite below the angel's jaw.

Panicked plumage pounds the air as he pulls up against the unusual noose's grip, his newly sharpened talons flying to his neck to try and dig at whatever collar of energy it had constricted around it just to end up scratching himself in the frantically furious process when they scrabble and sink uselessly through the energy loop, drawing trickles of golden lines down from underneath his mask to stain the front of his robe. He scratches with one less claw as his wrist is bitten next and yanked straight, and that's the next burn to convince him to rise another foot or so in the air as he struggles against the serpentine bindings with a strained snarl.

"The fuck?! Is this- SHIT?!"

Another chomp to an ankle drags him down a foot. A snap and lassoing of wing base til it stopped whipping pull him another two. Once stood back atop the bed frame, and the other ends of each thrashing appendage envenomed, he sways in place- unbalanced and still struggling until the bindings give him enough slack for his own fierce fussing to send him face first to the floor.

A guttural growl rumbles through his chest as he tips his face to the side and away from the fucking apple print threaded in to the thinly carpeted board (the fuck kind of psychopath has the same theme for wall and flooring anyway?!), onyx cheek sporting a crack from the weight of his own impact, though he's too busy wriggling the last of his movement capabilities away as the snakes squeeze in and shackle him down. "Bet I fucking do-" Make things hard that is. "I knew you got off on this shit- gah!! They're too fucking tight, you bitch! Get'em OFF-" But even the bass boom he emits in protest is heavily stifled to the point where it'd tickle rather than tear with the frequency of a cat's purr.

The question gives him pause to quirk a brow up at his captor. Maybe he's not supposed to answer and certainly not as nonchalant as he does when he chances a flat guess of "-uhh...short??" The binding at his neck tightening chokes out any other belittling answers he could give, a scowl screwing into place as the other's boot guides the garrish yellows of his gaze up by the cheek. Feathers twitched in revulsion as they're studied by a sliding thumb, the urge to beat them over the ringmaster of clowns in a chokehold. Teeth flash as he sucks them and listens with the realization settling in.

Nobody was ... coming? No way. Impossible actually. He's literally Adam- the man, the anti-myth, the actual legend of population starting nut juice and smasher of the purest pussies! Who would actually leave him, let alone think he just ceased to exist one day? He could think of two actually- fuck. They definitely don't count.

"Guh- you're such a crusty cunt of a liar. I wouldn't just disappear like that! I mean, do you even KNOW who I fucking am up there?? They'd look!" Strained squawks spill as he tenses his neck against the more collar like constrictor. "Probably at it right fucking now- 'sure, it's hard for some hell-slung shit like you to comprehend after getting the old 'ground under the heavenly heel' treatment like the WORM you are-"

It's then with another swan like hiss squeezed out of him that he notices... scissors? The fuck was he doing with those- but his answer comes soon enough when he feels cold metal parting golden downy fluff at the base where the hollow handle of bone lay. Eyes widening in alarm, he struggles to whip his head around to see if what he felt was actually that, but a tendril tightens to keep him straight- blinders on.

"Wait- what in the fuck do you think you're doing?!"

[welcometoteyvat]

begging all yall twitter artists to post whatever you post on twitter to here as well (so i can properly comment in the tags)

[quick-drawn]

despite what the most recent posts on my blog will tell you, i did actually get some things done around here these past few days. mainly working on drafts. but i didn't manage to finish anything. head's been all over the place and i've been drowning that out with video games. mandatory overtime is supposed to start this week, but i got a message from the boss yesterday that demand isn't as high as they were expecting it to be, so we're working our normal 8 hour shifts. except for me. because i already had appointments booked for my 12 hour shifts. including monday ( which i don't normally work, but we were required to since we're getting thanksgiving off ). so i only got 1 day off to recoup from that horrid week i had last week. so here i am at 12am, fighting off a headache so i can get some sleep for this 12 hour shift i shouldn't be working, while everyone else either gets to stay home because they didn't book any work or gets to go home early. and, oh yeah, let's not forget that i STILL DON'T HAVE A HELPER —

[mokodatcha]

@ybblue YB tum is always good tum 🤭

And thank you very much, I'm really glad you like her!