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dateamonster · 1 month

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longass monster high liveblog: season 2 edition lets gooooooo

rule school

very first thought of the new season: i want a doll of clawdeens wereruler armor so bad. also im excited for more worldbuilding lore stuff, and more varied werecreature designs! part of me gets a little irked sometimes that there seems to be disproportionate attention payed to werecreatures and the inner workings of their society over other monster species, but i cannot deny, i love a funny lil furry.

especially this side character bear dude who keeps showing up

rly feels like there should be a clause in were-society for what to do if ur wereruler is a fuckin kid. she should not have to be doing all this.

when she finally gets that armor off its gonna be like rock lee with the weights

i love these cunty old werewolf ladies ngl

damn speedreader clawdeen

that painting of foxford is soo cute clawdeen i loove u

toralei!! toralei HUG!!!!!!!! hug AND a pun!!! shes sososososo cute

oh and shes maaaad that she showed affection where other people can see lol the Dynamic.. it is unfolding before my very eyes..

oh damn the fox guy is a sneaky motherfucker? who could have foreseen this....... granted the whale plushie is unexpected

new witch in town

draculauras gay lil witch friend <333

lol is humans using monster slang a microaggression? much to think about.

im really interested in this developing plotline about draculaura being pressured to be like the model of Good Witchcraft. it works well with her established character and arc of like trying to live up to her fathers reputation and status in the monster world. poor girl never seems to be able to just fucking relax.

skelita! i love that shes trying out witchcraft, and the art-based magic is a fun angle too! i can totally see where this is going tho. drac is super serious about magic because theres all this pressure on her while skelita is just trying it out in a casual way so theyre at odds. its an interesting dilemma because i can def see both sides.

im really happy the writing seems like empathetic to both positions here. skelita deserves to try magic her way on her own terms, but its also totally understandable draculaura would feel protective over witchcraft when any misuse of it is ultimately going to reflect on her since she was the one working to legitimize it. respectability is a double edged sword fr!

play it again clawd

aw clawd is such a sweetiepie mamas boy. i def feel a little bad for him. imagine if ur little sister became the queen of ur entire society and ur just like. hangin out there.

oh were doing a groundhog day? im not a big timeloop plot person but ill try not to be too biased

this is also how me and my roommate act when theres a fly in the house

aw im rly glad they acknowledge that selena had like a whole life in beheme that she had to leave behind when she came home.. idk if theyre planning to actually do anything more substantial with that but yea when you think about its kinda fucked up! they probably had friends and stuff! clawd was *born* there! i get why theyd choose to stay here with their family and all even if they could easily go back, but like, its gotta be sad at times!

ok not bad as a timeloop ep goes. still not my fav but like clawds so cute and its so nice seeing him do stuff with his family <3

thats all for tonight i think! see u next time!!

#monster high #liveblogging

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roffitoucan · 7 months

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Also since I currently have nothing too post atm for art

I thought I'd do a bit of a brief post about my silly murder platoon (this is pretty much a reminder for myself)

So if anyone remembers the comics and or secret info I dumped on them on Twitter before I moved (unless I didn't and my memories are gaslighting me)

Quick lore: Maruru (the one with spike headphones) is pretty much the main villain in my lil story, as he's a most wanted space invader for just being his goofy self and taking down two whole platoons with his silly antics, but whilst doing that he ended up recruiting 2 people from separate platoons

1 being Famumu

And 2 being Wizuzu

And reasons why he destroyed two of the platoons he joined? Why too have possession of the keroball, since he was only in the brainy category he didn't get the leader role to aquire it (plus if I remember those things are hard to even get i think)

Sadly first ship didn't have it but the second did, which is then where he asked his helpful recruit he had recently got to help him gas the damn ship and then succeeding in getting that darn ball

Now with that quick run down, this lil murder platoon group he has is very random and small but that also means he's got less people to worry bout

(The way I'm describing this mf is sounding like he's this serious freak but in reality he's just a goofy goober who's crazy)

And as of now since going back too these characters I'm just making it silly instead of serious but because we love that yummy angst it will happen sometimes.

And so leaving off with that info dump we now name off the group

Maruru being the leader (I forgot which roles meant which so im guessing he's a sergeant??)

Wizuzu (the brains)

Famumu ( Lance corporal)

Jokuku (hes just there)

And I feel I was gonna add another but I feel ill eventually figure that out but so far the platoon is a 4 frog group

And thats so far all I have but the info and reference images of these characters are on my ToyHouse

#so far just what i have atm plus i havent even mentioned the other lore with the last platoon destroyed #as that ones a bit of a important one #but there is some lore on that in a old comic i made in Marurus character file #but yea #ケロロ軍曹 #orikero

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wintermutal · 5 years

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Bro 4231 is not the most graphic thing on site, if you wanna leave it up I say leave it. If anon hates it so much they can blacklist or whatever, you’ve left that ditch of worms behind. What kinda stuff are you working on now, regarding your original stuff? THATS where the sexy writing is, where your passion’s at.

okay so for ORIGINAL stuff….man, it’s been weird since i left. im currently refitting the broken masquerade tale i was working on for the past year to a new universe. a lot of my extra energy has been being poured into a massive irl nonfiction project, which is coming together nicely so far, but as far as fiction goes i’m still missing like……….A Lot in this project. i usually write light stuff to help me sleep, resulting in a MASSIVE amount of random fluff and angst with my characters (including a 20k document i generated last year before overhauling the canon and having to start over) but that’s not like………Real Shit, you know? like, it’s still missing substance.

like, the problem with this is that Shadowgraphy, as original as the characters are, was still a foundation tale. the whole point of it was mocking the ‘we die in the dark so you can live in the light’ saying (thus the name; ‘shadowgraphy’ is the art of shadow puppets). as a result, for every fantastic original thing in it, there’s a fantastic foundation thing, too, including a scene where the villain has our humanoid-scp-protagonist strapped down to a chair for Torture Reasons and says “if i’m going to build a foundation, i’m going to build it from the wreckage of you”, which i’m not gonna lie is a a line i am never gonna be able to get back with the same amount of punch (actually, the entire scene preceding that one of the villain leading him down an ominous dark hallway from his chamber is also totally bopping, but i might be able to salvage that.)

so, i have characters. i’m gonna keep the whole main cast and the villain (or…former villain? is he still a villain in this? idk) as well as a new character i made in the past couple weeks. here they are, as i’ve adapted them so far:

-Miles Cuin. teenager at the time of…whatever story is happening. biopath, can cut people with his mind. accidentally killed his mom when he was 7 while discovering he could cut people with his mind. his dad, as an alternative to a prolonged juvy sentence, gave up permanent custody of him to DATH, Daytona Academy and Training Hospital (working concept here), a semi-locked down facility which trains biopaths to be surgeons and doctors. it’s a Big Deal to be operated on by a biopath because of the amount of precision that can be carried out fully without tools or even touching the patient, although wounds, in the case of Miles’ specific abilities, still have to be stitched up manually. In personality Miles is very literal, very analytical, and very serious/focused, which are all qualities valued if you’re a minor being trained to do high-risk surgeries. Has black hair buzz-cut to comply with hospital standards. gay, but hasn’t really had a lot of relationship experience due to his circumstances and therefore is…..Confused™ as well as touch starved. has some serious issues with self harm that started shortly after his mom’s death and continues to the present; being a biopath, especially with his particular specialty (’human scalpel’), makes self harm very easy to accomplish and harder to kick.

-Kilroy Fisher. also a teenager at the time of whatever story this is. technopath, is able to ‘cast’ himself into electronics and streamlines coding and reprogramming for any language of code he knows. lives in the mid-sized harbor town that DATH is at the edge of. recovering from a drug addiction that caused him to both drop out of high school and get kicked out of his mom’s house. now rents an apartment from an older technopath in town in exchange for helping him code some very sketchy stuff, leading to him eventually hacking into the Daytona communication system, running into Miles in the process. personality is lighter-hearted and more socially amiable than Miles, but also much more anxious and prone to outbursts and prolonged bad moods. bisexual and very fucking sure of it. long blond hair, very thick aviator glasses.

-Dean Eiler. Mid 30s. DATH director; narcissist who appears like a fantastic person to the press as well as patients and their families, while meanwhile being an absolute nightmare behind the scenes. will go to extreme lengths to justify his behavior to himself, upto and including flat out lying with little hesitation. unfortunately a very skilled biopath, although how he got the training is opaque and uncertain and almost certainly wasn’t morally fantastic; past is overall shadowy. in charge of the everyday running of DATH, including daily interaction with trainees; doesn’t constantly terrorize them, but will seize any excuse to do so while in the mood. otherwise tends to be condescending and disturbingly confident in cutting people open. straight, cycles through a variety of girlfriends, none of which stay for long for obvious reasons. always dresses impeccably with his hair slicked perfectly back, and is very clearly concerned about his appearance. if not in surgery or training, wears black slacks and dress shirts with narrow ties.

-Walter Wilde. Late 20s. assistant to Eiler. Almost was an author, but was pressured into pre-med and then into med school, landing him in a Daytona pseudo-administrative position. tends to be far kinder and more sympathetic to the trainees. still writes in his free time and has a book out, although it’s not enough for him to quit DATH, which is something he really wouldn’t mind doing if he didn’t feel so strongly attached to the kids…although it’s very clear that many don’t feel the same way towards him.

-Wren. teenager. DATH trainee. haven’t actually decided on a gender for this person yet, but they’re very ambiguous in terms of expression. close comrades with Miles.

-???? idk im still working shit out

anyway. it’s a cool universe so far but there’s no like….plot lmao like there WAS a plot but it was so foundation-oriented i need to completely gut it lol. also the worldbuilding needs more work

#im liking it so far #kilroy and miles.......gay #long post #??? idk if ill keep that tag but whatever #asks #writing #vandal.txt #Anonymous #unnamed story #EDIT: hospital renamed bc. oh my go #DOUBLE EDIT: realized that it was NOt the hospital name that was the problem but something ELSE i did not know was a slur #big yikes

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glassandmetalwings · 6 years

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...No. These thoughts have been ruminating in my head for more than a month. They need to be let out.

Below’s gonna be my whole thing about rp and all that. For the record, I’m not trying to create drama or anything-that’s why it’s over here, where only a few rp will see it. I’m not attempting to target anyone or beg for attention. I don’t even expect change or anyone to try to comfort/disprove me. But it needs to be said or I’m going to implode.

You know why I at least tried to archive my rp blogs? Because I felt insignificant. If I had any role at all, it was to bolster everyone else, at the expense of my own happiness. It hurt.

I’m trying to accept a few things regarding my relation to the PKMN scene, and I’m getting there:

Since I can’t handle IM systems like d.iscord, I’m left out from a lot. OOC conversations have moved to that platform, which means my ability to befriend people is limited at best, made worse by me stressing even over tumblr’s IM system and not replying. That’s on me; I’m not expecting people to go out of their way to communicate with me in a different way.

I’ve passed the prime of my community experience. For everyone’s respective reasons, which I completely understand, most of my partners aren’t that active anymore. I’m not about to push them to be more active for gratification, because that’s a pretty awful thing to do. Most of the dash crack and focus has moved on to newer people. More relevant people. I had my time where anons sent me asks about my threads and plots, or started up their own little plots with my muses (Jules’ October curse MA a few years ago, for example), and now it’s other blogs’ turns.

Relating to both of the above, me being too nervous to talk to the newer blogs further limits my ability to do anything.

I fully acknowledge these, and probably more things that are escaping me. But the fact remains that I love my muses and I live for those interactions I do get, which is why I couldn’t stand leaving. When I left, I spent a lot of nights up until 2:30, mind spinning with plot ideas I felt I no longer had any right to discuss. So much creative energy, and no matter how I tried I couldn’t re-direct it.

So I returned, a few people expressed their happiness that I was back, and how they were worried when I left. I’m grateful to those people, don’t get me wrong. I hold them very dear to my heart.

But it hasn’t taken very long for me to return to feeling like shit.

I’m trying. My art has gotten a significantly more attention than it did before (when 8 notes is a significant improvement to 2 notes from non-rp friends...), and I’ve gotten quite a few new followers. I dropped old threads and started a threadtracker to keep on top of things. But...it feels pointless.

I try to get involved in dash commentary. Nothing happens. I don’t feel like pushing it more because it feels like I’m being obnoxious.

I send asks, even for memes I have no intention of reblogging. When I turn around and reblog memes, I get next to nothing. Or I get people reblogging the meme from me without sending anything, and them not only getting asks, but it blowing up and everyone else getting asks...except me. I have a small list of blogs I’m tempted to soft block because it feels like they reblog memes multiple times a week and either don’t ever send me stuff or send it once in a blue moon. It’s not worth the effort of confronting people over it, because it’s just games, right? It’s just for fun?

While it hasn’t happened since my return, one of the most painful things that happened to me were positivity nights. I would send out so many asks that were of the ‘send this symbol and I’ll shout out a blog I like or admire’-not for an ego-stroking, but because I genuinely want people to feel good and want to contribute to a healthy rp environment. You know how many times I’ve gotten mentioned in one of those posts since...early December?

Twice. It’s similar with those quizzes where you tag people at the end.

And yeah, I get that if I were to reblog the meme too, and share positivity, I might be mentioned more. But it’s so hard to get into that headspace to gush over others when you feel ignored. And then I worry there’s someone like me that I don’t hate, but who’s expecting me to tag them. I don’t want them to feel abandoned or betrayed.

I genuinely feel like I’m an afterthought, if that. The whole purpose of me existing in the community isn’t to interact, or contribute, or even write (headcanons and worldbuilding? Who cares.)-I sit, and I encourage positivity in others, and occasionally I’m a friendly face to see on the dash after a long absence. Sometimes I do an event that’s focused around others (like the Seafolk one right now, or even me handing out codes), and everyone says ‘you’re a great person for doing something like this!’. As if nothing else I do has value. That’s really...heartbreaking. It’s draining. It’s destructive.

Sometimes-often-I feel like there’s some kind of warning out about me, or rumor. Maybe that’s why the people I used to interact with don’t seem interested in me anymore, I tell myself. The only reason I don’t get anon hate is that I’m walking on eggshells, careful to be respectful even when I’m broken. And then every post I make, I’m just waiting for that ask, the one that confirms that I’m a problem and almost no one likes me. I honestly get nightmares about it.

Maybe, I tell myself, maybe I’m just that bad of a writer.

And I don’t want to act desperate. I don’t want to say to the dash ‘please! validate me!’. I try to reserve that to really bad days-to the days I honestly want to kill myself but can’t, because people in the real world are depending on me to exist. I can’t even say that without worrying people are a) going to panic even though I’m specifically saying I have no intent to hurt or kill myself (but the feeling is there, and it’s not going away), or b) will come at me claiming I’m just saying that for attention. So I sit, and I watch the dash pass me by, and I’m miserable.

So...yeah. There’s probably a lot more I could touch on, but my brain is drawing a blank. Like I said, I’m not blaming anyone except myself, my high expectations, and my depression/anxiety.

And it sucks, but right now there’s not much I can do about it. Hiatus doesn’t work for me, and we just saw how much of a mess me leaving was. I don’t want to move to another platform, plus the whole IM thing keeps me off d.iscord. But...at least I put some words to these thoughts and feelings.

#wings hates life #suicide mention tw #self harm mention tw #kind of in passing but again I want people to be safe #no one told me to kms I promise

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