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sporeclan · 1 day
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moonrpg · 1 month
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I said mid not bad
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knifearo · 5 months
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you can literally just be aromantic. it’s free and nobody’s stopping you :)
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scaredii-cat · 4 months
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My beautiful wife!! REAL!!!!
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dickie-braindamage · 5 months
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did you know that girlbulge through short shorts exists. and tbulge through thin underwear? did you know? and did you know what happens when you put those two things together? repeatedly? i can show you, but you must keep it between us. take my hand.
no, no, that’s not my han- yknow what. okay.
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aeridanus · 4 months
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Some sketches from late November before things went awry - I realized I hardly draw the environments of my Tenebra Versa headworld and had fun with it, and then the streak broke again ^^'
But - everything worked out with my new employer and while it's a little early for a safe prognosis, it could all be the blessing in disguise I needed. Despite being in onboarding phase, I'm at my calmest since a long time, and the Art Director is so much on the same wavelength it's like coming home.
Let's see how everything evolves, but it feels good :)
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t8oo · 4 months
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sorry zenigata nobody in the world but me cares so deeply about your homosexual represion and your stupidly queer rants that ive been studyin it so closely for nigh on 4 years and could genuinely write an entire college thesis on it. pack it up baby lets go home and get over that freak ill take care of you way better
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one-time-i-dreamt · 3 months
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not a dream
what's your MBTI type?
I'm ENFJ
what's your star sign?
I'm a Pisces, and my ascendant is Scorpio
do you have any hobbies?
I like to write, but I never publish anything
what's a song that you currently listen to a lot?
for me it's Rim Tim Tagi Dim by Baby Lasagna
OPEN THREAD - tell me about your day
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ink-yy · 2 months
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has anyone done a tma x dca au..like i think we should put everyone in the tma cast through the fnaf horrors. and silly daycare shenigans
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lamatisse · 7 months
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hello :o
idk how long its been but GOOD LORDDD
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mieldehielo · 8 days
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HOW MANY YEARS DID IT TAKE FOR US TO SEE A CANON LAUGH
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sporeclan · 2 months
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where did Cliffthicket and Spottedfrost get their scars from?? i noticed that they both already had them when they joined the Clan in moon 3
They joined with them so they don't have an in-game reason so this is something I just came up with, but I like to think they just got themselves caught up in some kind of trash when they were little
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Nothing significantly dangerous like another cat or a predator, just a couple clumsy kittens making a mistake that got them hurt. Still probably super stressful for poor Mousegrove :')
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moonrpg · 5 months
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me reviewing every post as it crosses my dash
post 1: tch.. “normalgirl” as one word? too many periods.. three intentional typos? this humor is beneath me. this post is trying too hard… skip
post 2: she slurt on my gurt til I purp? reblog !
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scaredii-cat · 4 months
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Hey, hi, hello its me, #1 Senshi fan excited for the anime debut tomorrow :]]]]]
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soleillunne · 5 months
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*lies on couch* you called? :)
The snow-covered streets of Snezhnaya glistened under the pale moonlight, and a bitter chill permeated the air. Scaramouche, the feared Harbinger, strode through the narrow alleys with you cradled in his arms. You had spent the evening together, wandering through the festive markets and enjoying the vibrant atmosphere of the city.
As the night grew colder, Scaramouche couldn't help but notice the gentle shivers that passed through your slumbering form. Concern etched across his usually stoic face, he quickened his pace, weaving through the deserted streets toward your destination.
The city's lights flickered like distant stars, casting a warm glow upon the snow-laden rooftops. Scaramouche's white coat billowed behind him as he moved swiftly, with you nestled against his chest, seemingly unaware of the biting cold. The Harbinger's eyes softened as he stole a glance at your peaceful expression, a rare vulnerability that only he was privileged to witness.
The journey home became a race against the elements, each step fueled by the desire to shield you from Snezhnaya's frigid embrace. Scaramouche couldn't bear the thought of you falling ill, especially when it was within his power to prevent it. His usually harsh demeanor faded into a protective resolve, and he murmured soft reassurances to his sleeping companion.
Finally, you arrived at your destination—a modest yet cozy dwelling tucked away from the harsh winds. Scaramouche gently kicked the door open, the warmth of the hearth greeting you like an old friend. As he carefully laid his lover on the bed, he noticed a few stray snowflakes that had settled on your hair and clothing during the journey.
The Harbinger wasted no time in tucking you under a pile of blankets to ensure your warmth. He lingered for a moment, watching as your features softened in the soft glow of the room. A tender smile played on his lips, a stark contrast to his usual sharp demeanor.
In that quiet space, Scaramouche found solace in the simplicity of the moment—a stolen night in the arms of someone special, the shared warmth that defied the unforgiving cold outside. As he settled beside you, wrapping an arm around you, he couldn't help but be grateful for the unexpected warmth you had brought into his life.
The city's snowflakes continued to fall outside, but within the sanctuary of your shared space, the cold of Snezhnaya held no power. As Scaramouche drifted into a peaceful slumber, he marveled at the quiet beauty of love—the one force that could thaw even the coldest of hearts.
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aeridanus · 6 months
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The pensive phase continues and I feel it's starting some overdue updates to my approach to more or less every aspect of my life.
I went through an image folder which contains everything I drew between 2008 and 2016, and hoo boy was I productive back then. It was a much harder time overall with heaps of overtime and negative people, but I still managed to create a lot of space for myself. Why is this different now? I have roughly the same amount of personal time, but it leads to much less. Taking a photo of a sketch and pulling it into Photoshop, even coloring it, feels like taking on the world (ordeal pictured above). What happened?
My drumming teacher became one of the most important and helpful people in my life when it comes to questions like these. I only start to realize how right he is when he says: Mind and spirit create reality. Something happened, in me and in my environment, which led to changes, and very apparently, I let them happen. I'm not at fault for everything, but I'm responsible for the way I perceive things, and how I act upon them.
Making and drawing things is something so integral to myself that something rather severe must have happened to lose such a big part of its spirit. It is a peculiar sense of exhaustion that didn't exist back then, despite having a soul-sucking demon spawn as a superior who made me question my value as a human being.
So, what is it? Is it perfectionism? Overthinking? Jadedness? Ageing? One part of the answer is maybe mental overload. I realized that my ability to focus is going to shit, and I'm not even active on any dopamine-rush social media sites. There's a reason why Fuerteventura feels like it's cleaning my senses, and why I feel deeply inspired to draw and do stuff while I'm there. I focus on the things I want to focus on. No Teams strobe light party, no interruptions, no thousand-tasks-juggling, no stupid politics, no ego arseholes I am forced to react professionally to. Mind and spirit create reality, and if my mind is full of ego arseholes and blinking bars, I'm going to have a bad time.
Taking care of such fundamentals may not only improve my personal life, but will also help with the quality of my professional work. Would be a win-win, to use the stupid corporate buzzword.
tl;dr - Aeridanus discovers that capitalism life = shit fuck
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