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idk if anyone has seen the morticia dress pattern on youtube but as someone who not only just preordered the crooked moon BUT also needs to buy more yarn for the cardigan i’m already working on AND needs to finish a sweater i said i’d make months ago

finding this pattern was. dangerous, to say the least lol

i do not need 9 new skeins of yarn. i do NOT need 9 new skeins of yarn. I DO NOT NEE—

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WE MADE IT!!! Thank you all so much for supporting me on this crazy journey to DAY 999 OF ALECTOPAUSE!!!

This was such a long, tough, journey to finish this comic. I started outlining in March of 2024. There was lots of starting and stopping as life got crazier and crazier. I currently work 5 jobs (I know, i'm not kidding.) The ONLY reason this was ever finished was because of all the amazing support I got along the way and the amazing energy that the TLT fandom has kept up. Especially @alectopause kicked my ass in gear and gave me a deadline to finish.

So, thank you all so much. I never would have considered myself a comic artist but this project has given me so much confidence.

I love you all.

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so idk if this is a thing between all androids and apple phones but

sometimes my mom will send me a photo with text but the text will come through first, leaving the photos to take up to five minutes to come through, if at all

with that context established. i’m sure you can imagine how fucking terrified and confused i was to receive the words “it has happened” from my mother with NO other context

(spoiler alert: she was sending me a picture of our cat rolling around belly-up on the floor because we were talking about how we know it’s hot when the cat rolls around like that due to massive amounts of fluff. still went out into the living room like “hey, what the HELL does this mean???” before i looked down and saw le kitty)

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hello i’m bored and need something to take my mind off of Bad Thoughts so here’s a list of my top 5 favorite LOA characters regardless of campaign:

1. Ko Tetsutora - I mean. Do i even have to elaborate lmao. her whole vibe is fantastic and i’m a sucker for the reckless, older sister, punk types of characters. she’s a badass and i love her. she does anything for the people she loves and the causes close to her heart and i am just. ah, i love her

2. Victoria Isaacs - On the other side of the character types, we have Victoria lol. She feels so tragic most of the time and knowing more about her on the second, third, and even fourth rewatch of “Curse of Strahdanya” makes her even more tragic. I’m a firm believer that her situation with Ilmater was kinda similar to Marius Renathyr’s situation with Lethander. how the Duchess of Sin was able to exert so much power over Marius that Lethander was unable to fully reach Marius despite multiple attempts. I believe that because Victoria is a half shadar-kai elf with the Raven Queen’s blessing quite literally in her blood, she was never Ilmater’s. Perhaps he tried to answer her prayers, but she was a child of the Raven Queen. and she was already suffering enough as it was. knowing what i know about Ilmater, i don’t think he wanted Victoria to inflict more needless suffering on herself (wow that was an essay, i’m sorry. i just really like Victoria lol)

3. Caprice De Sesto - another contender for the “stuck under the influence of the wrong person” crowd. he’s such a goof but also has such a big heart and doesn’t wanna see anyone get hurt. his songs make me laugh as much as they make my heart ache

4. Silas “Shepherd” Morgan - always a sucker for a cowboy. AND a gunslinger?? girl, i’m sold lol. another character with a huge heart and a moral code as admirable as it is fierce. he’d do anything for the people he loves but also tries to adhere to his moral code as best he can. his scenes with the kids from the mill are just. mmm so good

5. Daisy (i can’t remember if she has a last name) - What?? An NPC?? No fuckin way! Look, she’s a baddie and no one will ever tell me otherwise. she’s been through so much but absolutely REFUSES to let it get her down. she’s funny, she’s sassy, she’s hardy. i love her so much. she also finds a way to take up her own agency in a campaign that’s as brutal as Icebound and i’ve never been so happy for a fictional character lol

(obviously this is not an exhaustive list. i love a lot of the characters in the Avantris world but these are just MY personal top five who i think about the most :P)

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young man. what is that you have found.

I said young man. you picked it up off the ground.

I said young man. you should put that thing down.

I don't think! that! you! should! eat that!

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tempted to either entirely rewrite one of my stories or come up with yet another one

because the premise of the original is a little too “copy and paste” of another book series and i don’t want it to look exactly like it

but the rewrite would mean getting rid of most of the characters and like. i can’t do my guys like that

and it wouldn’t work if they were in the same universe due to the way the creation of said universe and the workings based on that would go

why does this hobby hate me so? /hj

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Hello, the poem got me thinking so here’s some fun trivia facts about Songbird!

They used to have wings but their inventor removed them. He intended to reattach them at some point but never did. However, he left the wiring active and exposed so Birdie’s back always feels kinda weird. It doesn’t always hurt, sometimes it just feels like a phantom sensation or a weird tingle. They don’t like it

They like to sing quite a bit when their speech software isn’t being weird but they’re very, VERY shy about it so they don’t sing for very many people.

They’re weirdly good at playing the recorder of all things. Other bots they meet think it’s both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because “yay, Birdie can play an instrument and does it well” but a curse in the sense of “oh god, of all things, why the fucking recorder?”

They get easily attached to people around them. They will follow you around like a sad lost puppy if they like you

They like dressing both masculinely and femininely but they tend to default to a more masculine look solely because that’s how they originally look when taking care of Mr. Burgeron’s son

They dream about their old kiddos all the time. They usually wake up with hydraulic fluid on their face when they do dream

They have limited weaponry as a last defensive resort should anything happen to the children they’re watching

Rabbit is their favorite SPG bot for. obvious reasons lol

When they change their look, they keep their brightly colored hair, but opt for a shorter wig

They were not awake or aware for the years they spent locked away. They were turned off by Mr. Burgeron until someone accidentally kicked their ‘on’ button

They love dolls and will do anything for a new one

They still don’t quite understand what happened to the Burgerons and their children but they have a limited understanding of the fact that they aren’t coming back

They do not like being left alone. At all. If you leave them alone, they will likely freak the fuck out after a few minutes

Heavily inspired by Spinel from Steven Universe for them, except they don’t go full vindictive like she does. They get mad but nowhere near as mad as Spinel does

They can read and they’re quite smart, but because of their childlike programming and disposition, they prefer children’s books

They know ten different languages: English, Spanish, ASL, BSL, French, Italian, Mandarin, Japanese, Korean, and Russian. They want to learn more of both spoken and signed languages

They’re built to look more like a doll than a standard automaton. The anodized titanium on their cheeks is in a circular pattern like the rosy cheeky painted/stitched on old dolls. They lowkey look like a puppet

Feel free to throw any additional questions at my inbox! Asks are on and I’d love to start getting them about Songbird or really any characters y’all have questions about

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Clipped Wings

(A poem written partially for my fanbot, Songbird, and partially for me)

I hear the song of my brothers and sisters

In the wilds beyond the house.

They spread their wings and though

Some fly slower than others,

They fly all the same.

I go out to do the same,

Letting the wind blow through my feathers.

You said it was alright, that it was time for me.

Yet I’m stuck on the ground,

Flightless, burdened, heavy.

You once taught me how to fly.

I can do it. I know how as easily as anyone else.

But when it came time to migrate

And join my siblings in the greater beyond,

You clipped my wings and bade me wait

‘Til they grow back, here I am on the ground,

Watching and waiting for someone to help.

They carry me from place to place

As the elder ones did for the small,

But I am elder now. I should be able to fly.

Instead, I look small and meeker than ever,

Waiting for the others to lift me up.

I should be lifting the smaller ones up.

I was ready. I am ready.

I should not be dead weight.

I can fly. I can travel.

Why have you bade me wait?

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good morning, it is time for fanbot bio :))

i don’t have a ref sheet for them because. i can’t draw lmao BUT i have other character details

Songbird “Birdie”

Built in 1910 (115 years old as of 2025)

Height: 5’2”

Weight: 998 lbs

Made of: Anodized titanium mostly on the faceplates, copper, and gold alloy

Eyes: Blue

Hair: A wig made with brilliant warm colors, layered yellow, orange, and a little red

Backstory: Songbird, “Birdie” as their new friends call them, was built by a private inventor after receiving some parts from an old colleague out in San Diego. Mr. Burgeron, the inventor, did not yet know if he was to have a boy or a girl so he built Songbird as a blank slate to be customized when the baby arrived. Songbird was treated as nothing more than a piece of machinery by the adults of the house but was loved to death by Mr. Burgeron’s son. The Burgerons soon had a daughter and Songbird was fitted for female presenting parts. However, their daughter passed away at some point in her youth and Mr. Burgeron was devastated. Songbird, not understanding human mortality, would ask when they’d be fully finished for the little girl, but would never receive a kind answer. After a year of being made to do housework, Mr. Burgeron left Songbird in the laboratory of the house for ages, even after he passed and his family moved out. Songbird awoke one day to someone raiding the abandoned house (likely Phantom but I’m not sure yet). This started their journey out in the real world (the rest of this is still in development tbh, but they’re out there and they get fixed up eventually by. someone. maybe Walter Robotics idk)

Description: Songbird is a petit, colorful little bot originally dressed like a colorful old-timey nanny. Before being taken in and repaired, their dirty black dress has a few colorful petticoats underneath and they wear torn striped rainbow stockings. Their black hat has some damage to it. The points of highlight on their face shine with brilliant rainbow colors in the light. After repairs, the wear and tear on their chassis is repaired and they wear much more masculine clothing: black pants, a red shirt, rainbow bow tie, and they even get a new hat.

They’re very childlike in appearance and in character. They’re very naive most of the time even after all that’s happened to them. Due to dysphoria about their voice and legitimately broken speech software, they often go silent and rely on sign language to communicate. They suffer from many of the same issues as Rabbit does what with the hardware not matching the software. They’re very skittish at first but slowly open up a little bit more. Even after repairs, they tend to be very quiet and still use sign language most of the time. When pressed, they can and WILL stand up for themself. They have a monumental amount of love to give but not enough people to give it to.

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hello tumblr i may be about to go to bed but the fanbot brainrot is so real

i have one strong contender for my main one. their name is Songbird and they were built to be a children’s caretaker but Things Happened to the children and their inventor threw them into storage to be forgotten about

may yap later tomorrow about them but uh yeah, if anyone was wondering, yes i do have a fanbot (sorta). they have a friend named Phantom who’s also an automaton but his backstory is a little up in the air rn

one more fun fact about them: they were originally built to be able to switch between feminine and masculine styles in case the family they were built for had more than one child of differing genders, never truly supposed to be one or the other. however, for Plot Reasons, they get stuck in girl mode for a loooong time and never tell Phantom or any of their other companions, silently suffering with dysphoria and not feeling complete (can you guess which spg bot is their favorite lmao)

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“Not the Best Day”

There are men fixing the screen door in front of the house today.

Their machines are loud,

Dad’s home in case they need anything,

The morning is not quiet. It is not mine today.

Work goes well for the most part.

Until I’m cleaning the magic pop machine

And burn the fuck out of my arm.

The animatronics do not stop singing. The noise hurts my ears.

I go to the walk-in clinic for medical work for school.

Something is wrong with my antibodies, I need a series of vaccines potentially too late.

Sore, angry, and tired, I start to walk the forty minutes home,

My only saving grace being my godmother’s son offering me a ride halfway through the trek.

The world is big, scary, and loud,

Exceptionally so today.

I keep wishing I could go home

While I’m sitting in my house on my bed.

Tomorrow I will still fear.

Breath will still make my chest tight.

I’ll see people that I like

And take another final no one is prepared for.

The lights will be too bright.

The room will be too loud.

My arm is still going to hurt.

I wish a nap would fix it all.

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y’all i’m in my annoying era again /neg

no one has genuinely called me annoying today, or at all recently, but i’m yapping a whole lot today and i feel like i’m bugging my friends for attention

brain go brrrrrrskhskdhd and i don’t know how to turn it off 🤠

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Deputy Danielle “Dani” Azalea (she/her)

Age: 20

Height: 5’4”

Eyes: Hazel

Hair: Dark brown, hanging loose past her shoulders

Danielle Azalea is the first official deputy that Nightlock has known. Raised in the Azalea Family Home for Girls (most children in the home take the name OF the home), she got by on very little and learned quickly that she had to take what she needed rather than wait for it. She made trouble around the desert in local towns as a thief and an outlaw, earning a dangerous reputation. However, the law catches up with her and she’s taken into custody in the town of Nightlock courtesy of its officers. With no personal connections and a cynical outlook on the world that’s only ever treated her like a burden, she does little to fight her initial sentence of capital punishment. However, Sheriff Monnigan confides in her that he could use some help from someone who knows their way around the law. Not just anyone survives the deserts of Nightlock by sheer luck, too. Not truly wanting to die, a desperate Danielle accepts his offer for the position of deputy-in-training. She cleans up out of her dirty, tattered clothes for nicer ones and a tall hat befitting of the town deputy. With a sharp tongue and an aggressive attitude, only time will tell if she and Sheriff Monnigan will be able to work together and keep Nightlock safe

(ART AS ALWAYS IS NOT MINE. SEE PREVIOUS POST FOR PICREW LINK)

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BUG BRAIN ROT GO !

Fting my oc ( Ineruditus), @twentysidednerd's oc ( Iratus ), and @drizzlecorduroy's oc ( Vexamur)

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Warning: big long ramble-y essay about gender incoming (tw for mentions of dysphoria)

i put on makeup and a more feminine outfit for once today. i feel ethereal. i feel beautiful. and as much as i’m enjoying it, a part of myself doesn’t want me to

i am gender-fluid. i only realized recently after a few years of thinking i was strictly non-binary transmasculine. i still lean more towards masculinity and presenting myself closer to the masculine side of the gender binary. i want to go on T someday soon and get top surgery. but i still like my stereotypically feminine clothes. i may wear them less and less these days but i still have my days when i love wearing them. i keep my makeup case full of the stuff that’s in there because i still love making myself colorful and sparkly with the eyeshadow palettes, eyeliner, blushes, and highlighters i have. i am allowed to enjoy every part of my soul

so why, deep down, am i afraid i’m faking being trans? just because i tend to favor masculinity doesn’t mean i have to neglect the femininity in me. though a label isn’t necessary for validity by any means, the -fluid part of my identity denotes the fluctuating spectrum of my identity and presentation. i am not a boy or a man. i am not a girl or a woman either. i bounce around between the appearance of both all the time. there is nothing wrong with that

the more i feel like people see me as a masculine person, the more comfortable i am dressing femininely and the less dysphoria it gives me. at first, at least. but if i look at myself in the mirror too long, start to wonder. the nagging contrarian in my head tells me i’m faking it. that i’m invalidating all my hard work. and undeserved shame starts to well up inside of me. it’s not dysphoria. i’m happy in my body. it’s something else, though, that still feels awful. and i hate it

i go out today in my makeup and my skirt feeling proud. i feel pretty. i feel ethereal. i am real and valid and no one can ever tell me otherwise. not even my own brain. i swing on that spectrum of gender expression like i’m five years old again, on the playground at school having competitions to see who could swing the highest without getting scared. i might be a little nervous, but there’s no way in hell i’m getting off. not when i’m enjoying myself and my life too much