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#I am making headway
benevolenterrancy · 4 months
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Hii. It's been so long since I've opened Tumblr that I didn't even know you posted MDZS fanart. And let me say, I love it! I originally followed you because of your Cybersix fanart, and I love that now you also draw MDZS. Could you maybe draw Adrian/Cybersix and Lucas making googly eyes at each other? There are not enough Cybersix enjoyers in the world, and even less artists that have watched it. Love youu
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adrian and lucas unknowingly fuel a not insignificant part of the school rumour mill
(and tell me about it, i wish more people understood why they should love this series T0T if the comic wasn't absolutely intolerable we'd be unstoppable!!)
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julykings · 2 years
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short break from working to go on a stroll oh my look at that sky…..!
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babblable · 7 months
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Haha. Welp!
So this year has been abhorrent for me and my household in many different ways! However, to keep a long story short:
I had a horrible meltdown at work last month due to a build up of stress, severe fibromyalgia flares, positively SHITTY managers and quit my job. I just couldn't do it anymore there. Especially not when said managers responded poorly to my distress and it took a manager from a different shift and another manager from a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT STORE to finally calm me down enough for me to be safe going home.
I am now unemployed.
My household and I are moving to a better, more spacious and accessible place of living.
That said....
My bills for October are paid and I don't have to worry about being homeless or hungry while I look for another job or get other accommodations figured out. However, November bills onward are not feasible for me right now with.... 38$ in my bank account, especially not when I still have to pay for getting to and from job interviews. Bus fares ain't cheap and apparently our bus fare system here is changing???? god. And syringes for my Testosterone cost money too. not much, but it all adds up.
I'm primarily worried about my phone bill, as without that, I cannot get transportation to my doctors appointments, which means I can't get the medications or mobility aid I need to keep my disabilities managed nor can my providers contact me in case of changes and vice versa. It also means potential employers can't contact me.
I do have to pay back what I owe the rest of my household members for my portions of rent, down payments and loan payments that they're covering for me until I find a job or other form of accommodation. I'd like to keep that as small as possible so I can build my savings back up. ;w;
How to help!
During this time, once I've applied to a slew of places, I'm spending the rest of my free time finishing the commissions I've had queued for a while. I'm also streaming a variety of content and doing art in general that I post here after each piece is done! I write too, but not quite as much. Still, if you like any of what I do, be it art, videos, streaming or writing, consider helping out a disabled genderqueer lil guy by buying me a coffee!
Once I'm done with my current set of commissions and update my sheet, I'll open up commissions again and keep you all updated on that!
It's also totally okay if you can't help financially! believe me, I get it. It'll help just as much to spread this around! Any help is appreciated, ;w;b <3
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happyandticklish · 1 year
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When lees do the lip bite thing
Kicking, screaming, losing my goddamn mind
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houserosaire · 4 months
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How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?
Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?
What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?
Have some asks :D
Silvaineaux is exceptionally tight lipped with his use of 'I love you.' He finds such naked and plain emotion difficult to voice even with the person he loves most and so very rarely manages to say it as such even to his beloved or his siblings, let alone to friends. It does not mean that he does not love them, only that to state it so: simply and plainly, is extremely hard for him. He tends to express his affection in more roundabout language or more commonly in acts of service or by touch.
Silvaineaux gives both tough and gentle love in equal measure, depending on circumstance. As a lover he tends to the rough he is a Dominant sadist and so rough is very much his taste. However, he enjoys the gentle tenderness he offers them both as aftercare just as much. Outside of lovemaking in his actions with friends and family he tries to read what is needed very much like an officer checking on his men since that is how he learned. He tries to uplift people as much as he can when they deserve praise or comfort after trouble but he is more than capable of dishing out gentle or not so gentle chastisement for things he feels need improvement.
Silvaineaux will happily talk to people about birds or swords or armor all day. He mostly doesn't just randomly volunteer facts but give him the slightest opening or indication of interest and he will animatedly discuss war chocobos and fine bloodlines or falconry and birds of prey extensively. Likewise swords, armor, and military strategy. To a lesser degree but if anyone asks he is also proud to talk about his family and the history of his House.
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chaosmultiverse · 5 months
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Because I am planning on using him more like/reply for Stargazer to wander into your askbox!
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bereft-of-frogs · 2 years
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I think the worst part of Sleeve Island is how many other temptations try to stray you from the path. Sleeve Island is really a long path by the sea you must walk while sirens call out ‘why not cast on another? Look at all these beautiful sweater patterns you could start!’ ‘What about that Leshy cross stitch pattern from WitchyStitcher you’ve been wanting to try?’ ‘You know you want to get back into embroidery so you can practice and learn thread painting-’
But you just have to keep your eyes downcast and keep knitting.
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laylakeating · 6 months
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hello friends 😁
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ravenousgf · 7 months
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the problem with wanting to go to sleep at a reasonable time is there is literature. and music. in your little screen. that WILL dance you through the hours if you're not careful
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sootybunny · 1 year
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Hello hello! And welcome to a lil bit of info I promised to provide on my AU/fic in the making: Heart, Mind, Soul!
This AU is set in the Plex, and explores the idea of what could've become of our beloved daycare attendants in the events and, subsequently, the aftermath of the virus. The actual AU side of it comes later on in the story, though. To begin with it seems like it's just more canon divergent, but things Do Happen!
It follows the story of our three two attendants, their ever-changing dynamic, differing perspectives, and the damage their connection suffers from due to the virus. Later on, we get insight into the gruelling and long journey of healing the bots need to embark on. But how can you heal when one refuses to face the truth, one can't remember and one was forced into silence? The Heart is blind, The Mind is broken and unhearing, and The Soul won't speak.
I finally wrote a description/blurb after hours of procrastination, so enjoy this meal I suffered to bring to the table hee hee:
Two thirds of a whole, proclaiming to be halves. Sun and Moon were perfect polar opposites, something that they so wholly enjoyed about the other.
If Sun was ever-shining, Moon was glowing. If Sun was endlessly energetic, Moon was calm and collected. If Sun was magnified, Moon was vilified.
And if Moon acquiesced to the depravity of a festering virus, Sun would vow to never follow in his footsteps.
But they only needed eachother, right? They'd always had eachother. And Sun couldn't bear the thought of losing the only thing left of himself that made him feel whole.
So, in the present, as he hides, and lies, and covers for an old, tortured friend that he's unsure is even aware anymore, Sun suffers the idea that they're not as dissimilar as he originally thought; something that he wouldn't have minded in a different time. Where the Moon is the monster, the Sun silently obeys and inadvertently follows in the hopes that his friend will return.
Lines cross and boundaries break as Sun continues to wonder where his brightness ends, his counterpart's darkness begins, and where their old friend ran off to, to never return. They aren't polar opposites, merely two faces of a three sided dice. The allusive third lies dormant and engulfed in resentment, crossed out and condemned to silence, forced to helplessly witness the undoing of the Sun and Moon. The love, the hate, and the neglected and forgotten emotional side.
Through secrecy, regret, pain and memory loss in abundance, what happens when Sun discovers that everything he ever knew was all but a lie? What happens when he is aware of the bitter fact that he is the only one that dug this grave for himself, and now he is left to sit and rot in the aftermath. For the first time, Sun begins to feel unsure of his place in this story.
All he is certain of now, is that this hollowed out vessel is beginning to creak. And he will do anything to banish this demon settled within. Whatever it takes.
One more chance is all that's left to turn the tide.
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thebirdandhersong · 2 years
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💙
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empressofmankind · 6 months
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You know what is an unexpected joy of writing this Buggy fanfic?
Getting to use some carny lingo again.
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thegoldenavenger · 7 months
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Spent way too long last night compiling summaries for my original work
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purpleturtle9000 · 9 months
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I'm like two minutes away from a sequel to interdimensional where a bunch of other bots show up cause they heard about Bee's cool ninja turtle friend and they want one too
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thevermingod · 10 months
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People in work act like it's werid that I'm perfectly content to stay at the bottom level at my job and not want to climb up in the ranks because- I guess- to them it's like I don't have some sort of drive or goal. They really don't understand that my job isn't part of my life dream
And like I would like to make enough money to afford a house but prices for that are so high that I know I'll never afford it so I kind of dodged out of that. My jobs just there so I can pay to have a life, I'm making enough money for that right now (Since I've been working since I was 16 anyway) so I don't wanna do more. I want to focus on my hobbies, My family, and also on writing (Because publishing at least ONE book is my actual dream)
I'm just rambling but I can't grasp having my job as part of my life dream. Like, maybe years ago when you could make a living off it it made sense, but now work just sucks and no matter how hard you try you can never afford the "American dream" that I'd rather put more effort into something that makes me happy.
Where was I going with this? Idk? Just like I'd rather focus of stuff I like instead of forwarding my career when all it will give me is more work for little pay.
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immortalled · 1 year
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i still love that nathan’s big plan to take down virtue was to hold rachel hostage and threaten her with a water pistol. and he just... thought that’d work.
i mean, in fairness, it did work.
but who on earth looks at a supernaturally brainwashed cult and says with full confidence “yeah... i could probably stop that with a suit and a water pistol”???
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