#well unfortunately uhhh

[mothwingedmyths]

FJDHGLJKASDHGLHFDGL

WHY

I DO NOT NEED MORE AUS

I WAS THINKING ABOUT WHEN I USED TO DRAW OCS AND STUFF AS POKEMON GYM LEADERS AND THEN MY BRAIN JUST. THREW A WANDERSONG POKEMON AU AT ME

HELP

#wandersong #pokemon #aaaaaaaaa why #how many do i even have now #fifteen i think??? #seventeen if you count the wandersong-stray-hollow knight-d&d crossover i randomly made one day and the modern au au #this is not okay #well unfortunately uhhh #raine's wandersong aus #wandersong au #yknow what i'm just gonna go into the details why not #kiwi is the protagonist obviously #miriam is probably their rival? #audrey is the champion #the professor is either eyala or mask (maybe both idk we had SWSH with Sonia and Magnolia so-) #why am i putting so much thought into this aaaaaaa #great now i want to replay all the pokemon games on my switch

[wasyago]

Penitence

@silverskye13

#:')👍 #his hair is a mess and his life is too. this is funny because its true #<- this was the alternative caption but i went with the chapters name instead #tanguish lost his spiky spines unfortunately because i forgot them originally and then didn't want to change the pose to fit them😔 #also congrats me i only cried once while drawing! its hard to cry when you're trying to render a shirt #uhhh. wanted to say something else but i can't remember what...... #oh well #redstone and skulk #helsknight #tanguish #my art #yago but better

[cluescorner]

I gave myself a writing challenge and I am fascinated by it

So basically I put the robins in a randomizer to give them a new order/role (because I just...kinda wanted to see what would happen + I like role-reversal AUs) and got results that are giving me a fucking brain blast.

Stephanie, the first sidekick who defines the role

Tim, the sidekick who dies and comes back wrong

Dick, the sidekick who saves Batman from himself

Damian, the sidekick who was never supposed to be a sidekick but would go on to prove everyone wrong

Jason, the youngest sidekick who is still the Kid Wonder

...So this is fucking wild. I've got some ideas and several of these fit perfectly (Dick's role is pretty similar to his one in canon), but some of these are fucking INCREDIBLE to explore (Steph being the first Robin is something I never even considered but tbh I kinda love it).

I probably won't write a fic or anything because tbh I don't like publishing my writing that much, but I might expand this into a full AU and post about it. I might randomize other stuff too (ie, stuff that I cannot change vs stuff that I cannot keep the same) but this fucking rules as a starting point.

#uhhh what am I calling this?? #randomizedrobinsau #stephanie brown #oh my god I am so excited to figure out how tf to write this. #because she's my favorite of these characters and having HER be the first sidekick + the one who has a mentor/older sister relationship #with the others?? kickass. though I'll probably keep her and Tim's relationship as 'dating-then-exes' because I think it's funny #and then SHE can be the Robin who Tim got fixated on + figured out her identity?? holy fuck and then the angst of Tim later dying #Tim Drake #tbh I kinda wish he'd gotten a different position because 'sidekick who dies' Tim has kinda been done a lot with the standard #reverse robin aus. But it'll still be fun to write. Definitely going the Joker Junior route with this because Batman Beyond kicks ass #Dick Grayson #He'll honestly probably be the easiest. Like...his role has not changed much outside of being younger/not the one who defines this #But I still think it'll be good to see how well I know Dick beyond his eldest brother thing (which is my best way of relating to him) #Damian al ghul #damian wayne #oh this is gonna kick ass #Bruce does not want his son to be a sidekick but Damian just kinda forces his way into that role #and everybody doubts him because of his history with the league but he later proves himself more than capable #to the point that he can set out mostly on his own and still thrive #Jason Todd #Jason being the baby of the family is also something I have never thought about but holy shit it could kick ass #I really hope that I don't roll 'Jason must die' or 'Robin 5 must die' on the randomizer. I just kinda want Jason to live this time #But unfortunately I double-screwed him because he's on the 'must happen' wheel twice now. I did not think these prompts through #TBH I am so happy that none of them rolled their OG roles. because that would have been so fucking boring

[ravensmadreads]

What Love Means

A/N: so remember when I said I wasn't gonna write again? Yea I'm a lying liar who lied.. anyway, this came from me screaming about my unhinged love for David York to @chronically-ghosted , who then once asked me what I thought love meant to David and the thought sent me in a spiral. It's not really so much a fic as it is a stream of my own consciousness. If anyone cares though, there definitely is a whole fic about these two and their backstory.

Warnings: uhhhh bad writing? So David is probably ooc (but this version of him is my comfort character sorry), description of a panic attack, mentions of canon violence, and like the barest hint at smut.

Taglist: @chronically-ghosted (sorry ily) @fuckyeahdindjarin (i know Dave is not really your thing, but it felt wrong not to tag you- feel free to ignore tho no pressure! )

He gasps awake. Panic creeping slowly at the edges of his consciousness until it lunges and swallows him whole. He's not even sure why. The lingering effect of a nightmare he can't remember anymore. Shadowed figures drenched in blood and violence have been a part of him for so long that it's hard to distinguish the memories from the monsters. He bites his lip to stifle a cry. Fists holding tight onto flowered sheets and jaw clenched tight as he tries to remember to breathe. In and out right? It's simple.

His eyes fall shut as he swallows the bile that threatens to choke him. He's well versed in the art of fighting alone. He's been training for years. They've drilled him so hard, for so long, that he can pick an enemy apart in the dark and not make a sound. His fight or flight has been torn down and beaten until the only option he remembers is fight and win. The voices inside him never rest. Never go quiet. The pressure in his chest tightens. Was breathing always this difficult?

And then.

A movement.

He can't make out the sounds, but he knows someone's coming. His heart is pounding. It's inching closer still. Soft, steady footsteps just on the edges of the room. And yet he can't move. Can't open his eyes. Can't breathe. The voice in his head spits venom: Coward. A thud on his nightstand. A dip as the bed shifts and the world tilts a little.

A gasp that he can't hold back; and suddenly his eyes fly open.

Deep laboured breaths. Blurred vision. Every muscle on high alert. There's someone in front of him. He can't move. Fight or flight? A blink. Fight or flight?! Another gasp. Fight, you coward! But he can't move. Fight! He can't breathe. Would it really be so bad if he stopped?

"Dave!"

****

He blinks. There's another voice now. But it's outside the raging in his head. Outside the voices screaming for blood. It's soft. Softer than anything he knows. Anything he deserves. It's you. He can't make out the words but it's enough.

Another gasp.

Another blink.

You.

A lungul of air.

Inhale. Hold. Exhale.

One more time.

One more time.

One more time.

He's well versed in the art of calming himself down on his own. He doesn't have to though. Not anymore. Not when your arms hold him like he's the most fragile thing in the universe. He'd scoff at the thought if he could breathe.

Inhale. Hold. Exhale.

He can feel again. The tingling in his skin slowly being replaced by soft warmth. Soft lips on the side of his neck. Gentle hands running through his hair. Fistfuls of cotton fabric in his hands. Strands of your hair on his cheek.

Inhale. Hold. Exhale.

Strawberry scented shampoo. Vanilla bean candles from the corner of the night stand. Something inexplicable that he can never name but that he knows is undeniably you.

Inhale. Hold. Exhale.

Whispered assurances in his ear. The gentle hum of the air con. The rain pattering on the window and the wind that's slowly settling down now.

Inhale. Hold. Exhale.

Metal in his mouth because he bit his tongue trying not to scream. The aftertaste of the last cigarette he had before bed.

Inhale.

He can't open his eyes. What if this is the dream? What if he wakes up alone again? Fingers clutching tighter. Nails digging into skin. You feel solid. Warm. Present.

Hold.

His eyes blink open. Starry glow from the nightlight you've turned on. The pulse pounding steadily in your neck. The birthmark in the hollow of your neck.

Exhale.

Is this what relief feels like? What safety means to him now? Does he even deserve a taste of either after all that he has done?

He blinks, and it's you. It's all you. He's surrounded by you. Your scent, your walls, your colours, your skin, your presence. The one holding his hand. The voice in his head. Talking him out of the terror. Walking him out of the darkness. It's you. But then again, it has been you since the moment he fell off of that cliff. The only fragment of his life that remains. The only thing from before that he can hold on to.

Your hands cup his face, and he smiles. It's a small thing. Twists into a grimace far too quickly. He opens his mouth to apologize. For all that he is, all that he can never be, and all the horrors he darkens your doorstep with. For all his scars and all his pain. Even if he does deserve every single one of the demons wreaking havoc in his head and trying to tear him apart from the inside.

But you know him too well. Know what he's thinking. And you're already shushing him before the words can even form on his tongue. Pressing gentle kisses over his forehead. A warm smile and soft eyes staring back at him. He has never known quite what it is you see in him. Has tried to convince you of the monster that resides within, but you refuse to acknowledge his self flagellation anymore.

He grabs you tighter and starts to lie back down. Your heart beat against his racing one. Your arms around his neck. Inhale. Hold. Exhale. Maybe he can pretend. Just for a minute. That he's someone worth saving. That he's someone worth loving? He falls before he can finish the thought.

****

He wakes up in your arms. It startles him. The normalcy. The state of nothing. He's not used to silence. Not the comfortable kind anyway. If ever there's silence with him around, it either beckons death or follows it. And he's been drilled in the art of war for as long as he can remember.

He's not entirely sure what to do now. With hands on soft skin. A quiet mind. Who is he when the sun comes up? In the gentle breeze of dawn? When there's no list of names waiting to be scratched off; and when the sun filtering through the curtains chases away any shadows where monsters like him may lurk. When your breath tickles his neck and he can wake you with gentle hands and small kisses.

"Hey." A hand through his hair. "You okay?"

Trust you to start worrying about him the minute you wake up. He smiles, and it's a genuine one this time. The muscles in his face ache from disuse. He's been smiling more and more now, even if it feels unreal, like a skin he's trying to put on. You've been relentless in chasing them out anyway, and he's still surprised every time he finds a reason to smile.

He doesn't really remember what happiness feels like anymore. Small echoes of it maybe. From a distant past. Of army buddies laughing in the trenches, two little girls giggling around him, a leader that felt like an anchor and a mentor who felt like family- now all gone; too quickly, too violently - he shakes his head. It doesn't matter anymore. You're all the reason he needs now.

****

There's a word on the tip of his tongue. It lingers there. Quiet. Subtle. Just a little bit out of reach. It comes to him in the quiet moments. When your hand is in his hand, your head on his chest. When you listen to music and he pretends that he's not watching the dimple in your cheek. When you sway as you cook a meal and he forgets to remember that he's forgotten how to smile.

It comes to him in other moments. When he's on top of you, surrounding you, clinging to you. When your eyes are on his, your nails leaving delicious marks on his back. When your hands pull his hair and the only word you speak is a quiet and reverent David. He has always hated his name, but he's learning to crave the way you say it when you're overwhelmed by him.

It comes to him in the afterglow. Lingers on the edge of his consciousness. With your hand over his heart, his arms wrapped tight around you and his lips on yours. He's sinking into sleep. The warm embrace doesn't scare him any longer because no monsters in his head could never win against the light in your soul. He reaches out to hold it, that word, the one word he never had, just as his eyes flutter shut. He smiles into the kiss. He'll tell you tomorrow. You'll understand. You probably already know. You're the reason that word exists after all. And he knows you'll keep it for him until the day he dies.

Safe.

#david york x reader #dave york x reader #dave york #raven writes #remember when i was hinting about my dave york agenda #well guess what #im just gonna throw this in the void and run btw #im not even sorry #ok im a little sorry #anyway i love david and i WILL give him a redemption arc #unfortunately i have anxiety and low self esteem #anywayyyyyy #uhhh enjoy? #im gonna wake up to zero notes arent i #sbzjwbdjehdh bye

[zecoritheweirdone]

been thinking 'bout mystery skulls animated recently!!! so, i decided to try my hand at drawing a mr. lewis pepper for the first time!

#my art #mystery skulls animated #lewis pepper #msa lewis #okay well. 'first time' is a bit of a lie; my actual first time was in; like. middle school; i think. #but idk where the hell i put those papers so i guess they're lost to time #either way; pretty happy with this! #his hair absolutely confused me tho. i admit i may have traced the pompadour bit so it would look good;; dkdnsksj #this was mostly just practice to get used to drawing him; mmmmight try again later? #the deadbeat was also hard to draw; suprisingly;; didndkmd #took a few tries to figure out the posing and stuff #was originally two of 'em flying around him; but uhhh #they looked bad iedjkdjsks #happy with this lil guy tho! #also no i don't know what i was doing with the background thanks for asking #anyway. i need to find more msa fics to read. went looking through ao3 and found a couple good ones i liked that i hadn't read before;; #but i need to find moreeeee #unfortunately i can be. very picky with what fics i read; which isn't helpful 😔 #anyway- hope whoever reads this has a good rest of your day!! giving you a cookie -> 🍪

[sysig]

On Monday you can expect:

2:30 PM: Handplates

And Tuesday:

2:30 PM: Handplates - Skelebros

Wednesday:

2:30 PM: Handplates

Thursday:

2:30 PM: Handplates

Friday:

2:30 PM: Handplates - Eye glows

Saturday:

2:30 PM: Handplates

Sunday:

2:30 PM: Undertale - Flowey

Thanks for tuning in! (Patreon)

#Weekly TV Guide #Aaaaaand right back to Handplates lol #And technically Tuesday's is a mix of redraws so they could be classic UT with some definitely-Handplates lads in there as well <3 #I always think it's so funny when I've got the same overall theme but only some of them get specific captions lol #(It's because comics/more characters make it harder to simplify down lol) #Also this is the last queued week oh no oh no lol #I've been very behind on my editing I got too distracted ahh #One of my alongside projects is definitely shaping up tho >:3c #The other uhhh..... #As usual falling back on deadline impetus |P My least favourite but it is a tried and true unfortunately #And I mean the worst that happens is I take a bit of a break ♪ Considering how consistently this has been running for uhh? #Anyhow! I must away to work on this week lol

[mantisgodsart]

(via @cordycepsbian)

We can answer this actually we love talking about Cool Art Stuff.

Despite what one may assume, sharp edges in watercolor is actually quite easy! Come, sit, allow us to share our secrets. It's like 50% "materials" and 50% "we spent a long-ass time figuring out how to do sharp edges in watercolor and now we're really good at figuring out the exact combos of consistency and brush stroke required to make those really hard edges"

The first trick is, of course, to not try and do it at the beginning of the painting. When you're just starting to block shapes in to your watercolor, pursuing sharp edges is a fool's ordeal, and you can only really get those sharp edges in as finishing touches near the end of the work.

The second trick is to work wet-on-dry - this limits the spread of the watercolor and allows you to prevent bleeding, but you have to make sure your painting is COMPLETELY dry before painting, or you'll risk having some ill-defined lines and bleeding.

The third trick is to work with... cake watercolors? There's a tern for it, we just can't remember it - dry pan watercolors, where you have to wet the paint to "activate" it, offer you a LOT more control over the consistency of your paint, and using a relatively thick paint will allow you some REALLY sharp lines! Fair warning, your mileage may vary based on the specific paints you use just because pigment is Expensive and cheaper brands of watercolor will almost definitely be, like, cutting out as much pigment as they can manage in order to cut corners, and the sharp edges will be less obvious the more transparent they are.

As a general rule of thumb when you pay for Fancy watercolor you're paying for the insane amount of pigment that they put in their Fancy Stuff and that lends itself a lot more to Sharp Lines (plus one thing of it will last Fucking Forever). The black we use Specifically is an Artisanal Fancy Brand that we don't remember the name of and we've been using the same ~$10 thing for more than a year without even using up half of it, but honestly the actual paints you use are the Least important part of doing watercolor, you can do like the exact same thing with dollar store paints it'll just be a bit less pigmented.

The fourth trick is to just, like, practice a TON. You WILL have to spend time getting it right. It will take a Long-Ass Time. You will have So Much Trouble. Unfortunately this step cannot be avoided but we can still warn you that you'll be trying to make really sharp lines for like an hour and it still won't quite work.

The last trick is to uhh

#we speak #not art #unfortunately the people saying to invest in Good Materials are sometimes correct and good brushes are like #the number one reason that we can manage the sort of really sharp edges that we can without muddling #for context this is a fancy-ass semi-stiff lining brush that we've found allows for VERY sharp edges #it's VERY nice and it holds its shape INCREDIBLY well allowing for some very nicely defined edges without stray brush strands #however it's also like fifteen bucks for one brush so you kinda have to like. Decide If It's Worth It #we got like two brushes from the same brand from a watercolor technique workshop for free and we shelled out bc the other brushes were like #Really Good #total cost of this is like uhhh fucking twenty bucks. if you have that to spare we 100% recommend it #but if you dont then you can obtain it illegally from your local art store if youre fast enough #for legal reasons that advice is a joke tho. stealing from local businesses is bad. go after a bigger store instead. #like 60% of watercolors is having Good Technique but the really defined edges that we pull here are like purely possible bc of Good Brush #and Good Brush really makes a fucking difference tho we'll still bring in our older dollar store brushes for shit like texture #beyond that its just ignoring common wisdom for watercolor tho we do A LOT of drybrushing bc we like the texture #we like deliberately fucking up our washes to make the background look more interesting we think its Cool #every watercolor person who speaks of a flat wash being the very basis of All Of Watercolor wishes to kill us personally

[br1ghtestlight]

terrible personality trait of mine is that i always try to appreciate things for what they are rather than complain about what they're not or what they couldve been but then everyone else wants to complain and im like. well i thought it was fun :(

#like me complaining abt stuff i wish was different isn't actually gonna change anything about the story #so like i might as well focus on what i did like and appreciate the creator's vision and what THEY wanted to do #this can be seen in all my fandom posts but unfortunately everybody wants to complain abt everything and Hate so im like uhhh #makes it harder to connect w/ people #including in the bob's burgers fandom which is CRAZY bcuz why do you even care anyway its not that serious #txt

[churchydraws]

Is lunar ticklish? Like is his stomach ticklish?

I don't see why he wouldn't be! I imagine that the Daycare Attendants' shell skin is made out of a material that's soft to touch and capable of feeling things so people and children feel more comfortable around them cuz it makes them seem more "human"

#literally about to head to bed so uhhh silly doodle #the sun and moon show lunar #sun and moon show lunar #celestial siblings show au #technically the au since Lunar has his own body in that #tbh I wasn't sure how I wanted to approach this one because intrusive thoughts go brr but oh well #I don't really think about the whole tickling community but some of the stuff I've seen is cute #I unfortunately started as an artist on deviantart at a young age so I saw some. Weird Things #and I think at that time people were going out of their way to shame people for that sort of thing cuz it was like that back then #I am guilty of also falling into that mindset at the time but I eventually got out of it #I'm trying to learn to embrace parts of myself that 13 year old me would have mocked me for #anyways I'm not in the tickling community but some of the stuff people do for it is cute and I'm glad they're having fun <3 #Churchy tag rambles #making that a tag now since I talk a lot in the tags #my art

[1800duckhotline]

yesterday i also watched the movie "poor things" and i have several thoughts about it , most of them not enthusiastically positive, but i have a soft spot for franeknstein-like scientist/doctors with a passion for giving a new sort of "life" to creatures and who are misunderstood as "monsters" despite doing what they do for a pure unadulterated Lust for Life. thats just something im Always drawn to. That's dragica, and to some extent, salice as well

#i always said though #if salice studied medicine instead of law it'd be all over . we just have dr cuntenstein again fucking shit up #also this is why dragica has fractal scars in my mind. regardless of universe she probably experimented in using electricity #as a means of reanimation #kind of paid the consequences of it. survived regardless. as peppy and enthusiastic as ever. #fundamentally also understood the risk of radiation poisoning when using magic and the items necessary to execute it #she's fascinating she is... she loves Undeath as much as she loves family and bread and butter #Salice also does. unfortunately on a uhhh. 'rawer' level which. well. Causes the Problems. #oc rambles

[loyalhorror]

ugh. i spent so long shaving all the hair off my shoulders, chest, arms, tummy etc because i felt like otherwise i just looked like A Man In Women's Clothes TM and it's just so like... i dont want to have to shave all the time to be considered Feminine :( i don't even think about it most of the time, but sometimes i catch sight of myself in pictures etc and i realise how thick my arm hair is and stuff or that i always have 5 o clock shadow no matter how much i shave and it's just. augh.

and ofc most of the time i love my body hair! and my beard doesn't bother me! it's just that when i feel like this--like i want to be perceived as a girl, specifically--i feel like i have to be borderline hairless and UGHHHHH

#rat.exe #also fyi i already know i dont have to shave and i can be a hairy woman if i want #but thats not really the point of this post #the point is that it takes a LOT of effort and time to get my appearance to something im happy with and even then its not really enough... #i think i'm also a little saddened because like. #i realised that on my ns.fw sideblogs like #people are only really interested in me when i'm super masc. anddd when they can kind of project fantasies of me being 'dominant' #unfortunately syd (the alter everyone was thirsting over because. he's intense) isn't around/interested rn #and the difference in how people perceive and treat me when i'm presenting myself as a softer queer nb girl is uhhh. well it's very obvious #obv thats prob partly just bc of the circles i'm in - primarily masc4masc since thats what syd was into #but. ugh. #not for daz

[trainingdummyrabbit]

okkkk so ive been wonderingggg..... who are are the blue and the purple ocs you posted earlier 2day....i am so curious what is their lore

ouhg. ok. so. thats rose and wolfe, two of my lobcorp ocs part of a funy lil facility story im slowly ironing out :] um, nothing officials gonna come out of that, ijust write characters for fun, but they Do have an overarching.. Thing. going on. the lot of them.

but! those two mean a whole whole lot to me, theyve been on my mind a lot lately :] though um, their mess is. not as clear to me as some others', which is why i havent yet written up a loredump for them dkfjgndk;; but ill do my best!

wolfe is a character that Heavily self-isolates on account of not wanting to deal with anyone elses bullshit constantly. shes just kinda generally agitated at all times, snaps at just about anyone. which is on purpose, because if she has a reputation for being Scary and Unapproachable, well. people wont try. mostly.

unfortunately for her, rose is a character that Loves gossip and eavesdropping (under the cover of Simply Listening To People's Issues,) and That One Guy Who Sulks In A Corner And Hates Everyone is kinda prime material for digging into. And That She Does! Constantly. she is annoyingly persistent in trying to dig through whatever wolfe has going on, which she takes about as well as youd think she would.

rose posits it as Simple Curiosity, which wolfe doesnt really engage with, until eventually she nags so much that she starts giving one or two word answers just t get her off her back for once. ...buuuut that just means that its Working. and rose keeps trying. its just an on and on of pestering and shooing away and verrrry very slowly learning more about That Weird One That Doesnt Like Anyone.

and while wolfe keeps up that veneer of distance and disdain, its kinda.. weird. because even though it Is annoying, nobody has ever remembered what she talks about and builds off it like rose did. despite her own instincts to keep hidden, it Did genuinely feel like who she was was being respected for once. not as the caricature she put up, but simply As She Was. (she didnt know how to feel about that.)

on the other half of things, what started as a mostly disingenuous almost-game with herself ended up spiraling into genuine curiosity on rose's behalf-- she never shares much of herself much of ever, but she found herself unintentionally making exceptions with wolfe. every answer in between silences resonated in a way she wasnt really expecting. she keeps up her unruffled air, but... well, she does think about that one a lot. (that was new. and also an accident. huh.)

i dont really know what those two Have at that point in time, but They Have To Go Together, yknow?

um. dont worry about the issues. they dont exist if you dont look at them. nothing bad ever happens in lcorp.

anyway, you ever wonder what the difference is between an attack dog and a guard dog? which holds more beauty-- a prized flower or a weed growing through stone?

dont worry about it.

#petals in a glass case; a chain with no hand to hold it. symbols dont really choose to be symbols; do they? wonder; that is. #pikocs #tttttthe issue is that they have changed a non negligible amount since i first started writing them months ago #which is what is making this so hard kdjfngkdjfg #i spent like an hour and a half turning this over before switching gears completely; ill get to them eventually i SWEAR;; #rose is a pretentious lil motherfucker and i need to study her. basicaly. she is Always like this and it makes her impossible t read. #wolfe is... shes wolfe ! unfortunately this Also makes her impossible t read because she is a universal constant 2 me. #mmmmmeaning shes impossible to describe in laymans terms bc 'Well Shes Wolfe. Obviously.' so. skdjfndkfg #theyre the ones that r 'well you COULD read this as a relationship i guess but uhhh/hhhhhhh;/' which. well. yknow. well.

[mycological-mariner]

Siiiiiiigh fine

I’m taking this as my cue to finally start Kidnapped

#‘this’ being this guy I’m talking to #he’s a Stuart apparently! and we were talking about uhhh. something nerdy #when I said I had this book on my shelf for nearly a year about the Appin Murder and this guy #bless him. ‘what’s it called??? oh it’s personal’ #and now we’re talking about Jacobean history (a subject I’m quite lacking in) #anyways he’s gonna go read it now and I mean. nows a good a time as any! #he recommended outlander to me. as well as the new poldark (unfortunately everyone knows abt me and Cornish history at this point) #I saw the original series but I’ve never seen outlander. #he’s got it on disc so he’s gonna lend me his copy #I heard someone describe it as Scottish Black Sails?? we’ll see lol #anyways guess I’m reading this now #I don’t sound excited I am #I just nervous. what if this is another hyperfixation. why do you think I’ve put it off this long. #I just want everyone to know this is the same man who sang Jacobite songs in an English pub and who sends me pictures of mushrooms #and who has a similar love for Antarctic exploration. #lovely lad #we exchange folk songs like they’re cards lol #I did recommend Flight of the Heron and so we’ll also be swapping CDs lol

[lyriumrain]

Managed to find my old minecraft screenshots!! These are from when I found a "horror" texture pack. I wish I could remember what it was called, cause ngl this slaps

#all of these are from my builds except the golem #that's a village my friend built #unfortunately i deleted the pack when I was done 😫😫 #i'm sure i could find it again....hopefully #skip talks #minecraft #do i have a minecraft tag... #uhhh #skip plays minecraft #that'll have to do for now #wait i lie i think the room with the suit of armor is my friend's as well

[sunshineduo]

o_O

#march 2024 edit: new tumblr acct in the link :) #genuinely have no idea where to go from here #trying to think of a resolution to this situation that would not make throw up and unfortunately i cannot think of one at the moment ! #i think i'll join the masses and move to a priv twt for the moment and after that . well idont know yet #if any of you are leaving - i'll miss you very much! i wish you nothing but the best in life! it was wonderful meeting you :) #i've stayed engaged in the fandom the past few months in large part because of all of you on here #as opposed to any loyalty to the content or the creators . or whatever #i've had . certain creators. at arms length since feb and i wish i had been proven wrong but #it is what it is ! #its been fun getting to cross paths with you guys even if that time in our lives may be over now #uhhh u can find me on twt @/prettyboynf #<- name subject to change in the near future but . i'll leave it for now as it's linked in my about me page #uhhhh ok ! i love u guys . take care

[magnoliaalchemist]

my party trick is drinking one cider too fast and then getting sick from it

#i say stuff sometimes #alcohol mention #i feel so bad my bartender friend was so excited to pick me out something and i liked it but alas it did not like me #this is the second time i’ve gotten sick from cider and its pissing me off #my lexapro might also have to do with it which is a bummer #also uhhh said friend is the one i have a crush on #and after i told him i liked his shirt he said ‘i like you’ and very quickly corrected himself and said as a friend #so i need anyone who read this far to tell me that he meant it in that way #bc a part of me is hoping that he slipped up and meant it in the other way #but i cannot allow myself to hope bc I Will Die #unfortunately my lexapro is working too well and the hopeful part of me is getting a bit too cocky #and i need her to stop before she gets us into heartbreak #sorry to get deep in the tags i dont have my long form journal where i’m petsitting so yall are stuck with my thoughts