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hypnofantasma · 18 days
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NAME UPDATES
After working on my rewrites a bit, I have decided to rename the main stories of Kenopsia, as well as the overarching story itself! This came after months of thinking it over and writing things out and realizing I could make, just, better names overall.
Kenopsia is now known as HYPNOFANTASMA!
It's a name I came up with long ago, and I feel its whimsy fits a lot better. Stands out a bit more to me.
As for the other major story part names...
To Be Forever is now known as The Epic of Synchros.
Event Horizon is now known as Mindless Paradise.
Stars Below gets no rename, it already got its rename a while back. It's all good!
Corpse Eyes is now known as Terminal Cycle.
To Be the Last is now known as End-Time Honor.
I'll be updating blog names and info (and maybe actually finally answering stuff) today. You can use old tags as legacy tags if you want, I don't mind! And I hope you guys also like these renames! :]
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dixory · 6 months
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Yes, I decided to rename and redo it?
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shadowblade778 · 8 months
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Petition to change reblog to retumble to improve brand identity
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triangulartriangles · 6 months
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HEHAHGWEGVAVA
as a trans FtM I have changed my name AND I FUCKIN LOVE MY MOM BECAUSE SHES LIKE "DAMN, YOUR NEW NAME FITS A LOT BETTER WITH YOUR LASTNAME THAN YOUR DEADNAME DID" AND IM LIKE "YEAH!" AND THEN SHES LIKE "OH YEAH BTW YOU CAN CHOOSE A NEW MIDDLE NAME FOR YOUSELF AS WELL"
AND IM LIKE- WTF DO I CALL MYSLEF?? LIKE I WANT UT TO BE AN "O" SO MY MY INTIALS CAN BE "KOC" SO ITS PRONOUNCED COCK BECAUSE I- BECAUSE PENIS IS STILL FUNNY TO ME!
PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOU! IN THR COMMENTS GUVE ME GOOD "O" MIDDLE NAMES
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falloutconfessions · 1 year
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“I renamed the Chinese Stealth Armor
because... 'Murrica!”
Fallout Confessions
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thatelitra · 6 months
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Petition to tag all smut and nsfw anything with #not osha approved
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stormyadoptscc · 4 months
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Random sketch of Storm... she'll be goin by fiction for a bit since its what my current preferred name is tho.
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shawnthebro · 2 months
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Do you want to rename a project and C++ is giving you a hard time? Don’t worry, we can make it happen!
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lordboo · 5 months
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I’m going to rename Crimson(my mindflayer oc) but idk what to call her
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weirdgirlcroix · 2 years
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Blacktober 2022, Day ???/Week 2: The Rose
This was a wild ride to write. A couple lines came to me in a dream last Wednesday when I dozed off in class, and when I woke up I wrote them down immediately. At first I was gonna write this about someone completely new, but then I kept writing and that... kind of didn't happen? I can say it's canon, though.
Anyway, this is titled Day ??? because it fits like.. multiple days? I'd say Day 15 (Freedom), Day 16 (Love) and Day 26 (Reimagined). Which means I'm posting early once again cause like.. what is anyone gonna do about it lee mao
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Expensive auburn braids that reached down her back. Ebony skin without a single flaw. Small, round fingers and painted nails. Ithaca was perfect, except for one thing: She couldn’t reach the rose.
The rose floated in the center of the room. It had dusty pink petals, some of which were beginning to curl up. Its stem was yellowed and perhaps a little woody, like it had been cut from a bush that was old enough for its branches to thicken. Somehow, there weren’t any thorns.
A petal finally fell off. Ithaca watched it flutter and disappear just before it hit the ground, like she was in a dream. Maybe she was. Either way, she was running out of time. She raised her hand and tried to tap one of the remaining petals. Her finger passed right through, as if the rose wasn’t even real. It had to be, because she was looking at it. It was suspended at her chest level, and it slowly spun like it was showing off its faded beauty. Real roses couldn’t do that.
Ithaca tried again, reaching for the stem this time. A single thorn formed right where her index finger made contact, and she hissed and drew her hand back. That pain was definitely, undeniably real. A drop of blood splattered the pure white floor. The sound echoed in Ithaca’s ears, and she shook her head to dispel it. The rose was unbothered as it let another petal fall. It didn’t even have the thorn anymore.
“Why won’t you let me touch you?” Ithaca asked. The rose didn’t reply, so she decided to try again. If the rose pricked her, she’d just bear through the pain. She swiped at it this time, hoping to catch it before it could pull any tricks. Her hand was caught by a wall of glass that appeared just before it reached the rose. Five more walls appeared on each side and melded together, encasing the rose in a see-through cube like it was on display in a museum.
“Consider this: Why do you want me?”
Ithaca blinked. The rose could speak? It could. It had a clear, low voice that pierced through the vast silence of the empty room. 
“I need you,” Ithaca replied. “We belong together. I put you in my hair.”
Two more petals fell. This time, they didn’t disappear. They settled on the floor of the glass cage. Ithaca desperately wanted to put the rose back together, but she didn’t know how. “Do you know why I’m losing my petals?”
“No. I took care of you. I gave you the best soil and watered you consistently. You weren’t ravaged by pests or disease. Who hurt you?” Ithaca’s words made her thoughts a reality. Soft soil, freshly watered, appeared at the bottom of the cube. The rose was no longer floating, but firmly rooted in it. Drops of water condensed on the cube's ceiling.
“You did.”
Ithaca scowled and punched the cube. It shuddered, but it didn’t crack. “I couldn’t have. Was it my parents? My siblings?”
The rose ignored her. It had five petals left. Despite its new habitat, its petals fell off even faster. Now there were only two.
Ithaca kept punching. Her knuckles grew raw and her eyes stung with tears. “I’m nothing without you. You make my life worth living. Don’t you remember that?”
“I remember that you lived that life with an illusion. You’ve never seen me.” The second-to-last petal fell. A drop of water dripped onto the last petal — a tear running down the rose’s cheek. “You need to let me go.”
“No! You’re my only rose!” Ithaca dragged her hands down the cube and sank to the ground. Uneven sobs wracked her body, and tears ruined her delicately-applied makeup.
“Then I will make you let me go. Do you know why I’m losing my petals?” The rose repeated.
Ithaca dug through her memories for an answer and came up short.
“I’m not a rose. I’m a rock,” the rose answered firmly for her. Its last petal crashed into the soil like a dropped pebble. The stem shriveled up and disintegrated into dust, and a lumpy gray stone appeared and took its place. It rested comfortably in the middle of the cube like it had always been there. “Your water eroded me, you know. I’m okay with staying dry.”
Ithaca rubbed her eyes in disbelief. How could her rose be a rock? Just as she opened her mouth to ask, an invisible force pushed her onto her back, and her entire being came apart. Braids came undone and hair was shaved, leaving behind a short frohawk. Fingernails gained a new coat of black paint. Checkered slip-on Vans gave way to black platform boots with plenty of straps. A gray binder wrapped itself around her breasts, keeping her new self together. A black tank top and ripped indigo jeans slipped themselves onto her, and white-spiked bracelets and a choker encircled her wrists and neck. Ithaca tried to move, but she felt pinned to the floor like a butterfly on display.
Wait, rewind. 
Ivan D’Andre Beatty tried to move, but he felt pinned to his messy bed like a butterfly on display. His room wasn’t hot and his tank top was thin, but he was sweaty. Band posters covered every wall, and each musician gazed at him like they were waiting to see what he would do next. “I won’t do much but lay here,” Ivan thought to himself. He didn’t think about who he used to be often, but this was the most vivid dream he’d had about her in years. It warranted some consideration. He wondered if the rose had regrown somewhere else, offering its beauty to whoever needed it more. He hoped that Ithaca found a new home alongside it.
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cage-cat-yt · 8 months
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Hi so in Josef and Sauer I have an oc named Abel Duerkop. I refuse to change his last name, but I wanna change his first name
For context, he's a side character in Josef and Sauer. He composed the music for the theater production, he's trans male, he plays the trumpet, and he's a priest at a church which does play metal Christian music lol.
(Also tbh he is kinda just an excuse to project being a queer Christian lol)
He's also a very mellow character, not the most fleshed out ATM despite having him for over a year and him being one of the first characters made lol
Here's his design, ignore how old the art looks lol
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Ok so I wanna change his first name but for over a year (almost 2) he's been Abel. So should I rename him or no
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forlaughsnstuff · 9 months
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anipaints · 1 year
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ani paints
I've been on tumblr with the same, eternal ani-r handle because of links and availability, but good lord. It seems I managed to secure the same, more intuitive "anipaints" handle on several sites so I made the change here, too. Welcome back and hopefully all the reblogs and all are not eternally lost.
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grrlgrime · 1 year
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Rowanposs -> GrrlGrime fellas
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so-were-heroes · 2 years
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Okay, I am in LOVE with the redesign!
Yes, Alicorn is adorable and I will treasure her with my heart, but with how The Madness of the Red Queen arc is going, I feel this is now how Martha with the Horse Miraculous would look. Thank you Anon for the inspiration, love you!
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akirakirxaa-ooc · 4 days
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Due to most of my activity here now being related to my FFXIV blog, I've renamed my main blog to reflect that it's me when I like things. The content won't change though, this is still where I'll share anything that isn't FFXIV related.
If you like FFXIV and haven't yet, please check out my sideblog @akirakirxaa !
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