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Impulsive Action

I mean, what the worse that can happen right? It's likely my application get rejected to be a programmer of a visual novel game lol.

I was wrong. I got accepted.

There is only two programmers- One of them is me.

#computer science student #computer science

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It's early in the morning and Sams decided to drop an angst lore video. Now I'm crying in my bed and I'm just glad my roommates is not here lol.

#sams #sun and moon show #tsams

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Some writers: *meticulously plan out every plot point and the tone and meanings before they start writing*

Me:

#relateable #literally resulted to one of my best works lol

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Part 12 of Oil Stains From Another Dimension

Final part of the series. Just an epilogue and Q&A, and I will officially close the series.

#fanfiction writer #sams au #sun and moon show #tsams #sams moon #sams sun #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #sams #fan fiction #fanfic #fanfics #angst #comfort

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:)

🦀 Kudos Crab 🦀

If you are scrolling and see Kudos Crab, your fics will be blessed!

You will get good comments and kudos!

You will beat your writers block!

GO AND WRITE!

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Part 11 of Oil Stains from Another Dimension

Sun finally have a real talk about his feelings. :)

I am so tired right now. I cannot describe how tired I am- I probably regrets posting this work at one point. Hope my readers will not hate me-

#fanfiction writer #sams au #sun and moon show #tsams #sams moon #sams sun #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #sams #sams fan fiction #tsams solar #sams solar

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Part 10 of Oil Stains From Another Dimension

First try on dissociation fics lol.

#dissociation #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction writer #fanfics #fanfiction #fanfic #sams au #sams lunar #sams earth #sams #sams fan fiction #tsams lunar #tsams au #tsams #sams sun #sun and moon show #sun #sundrop #sams moon #sun and moon show au #moon #sams solar #tsams solar

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Unused WIP for Black Hole: Dark Void (part 1)

“When something is too good to be true,” Moon repeats out loud, “then it is not true at all? ”

Eclipse watches as a storm of emotions blow away Moon’s LED eyes; confusion, concern and intrigued. Soon, those red eyes (anger swept away by the guilt and warmth) locked with his glowing blue. Moon points at the little piece of paper in his hand, then back at Eclipse, then returns to the paper. 

“The question was: what is your life motto. It is supposed to be a motivational quote or something. Not something so… depressing. ” 

Eclipse’s eyes sparkles in dark glee, “So? I am diagnosed with depression.” A pause. “Professionally diagnosed with depression.”

Moon huffs and rolls his eyes. He drops the wrinkled slip of paper to the increasing pile in the jar. It is half-filled with other wrinkled paper with words in Moon’s cursive writings. Next to it is an identical jar filled with a pile of neatly folded paper slips. Also half-filled with tiny white pieces holding menial questions to be asked. 

Eclipse reaches to one of the folded paper and carefully opens the white object. He focuses his optical lenses on the inked paper. His eyes dull and his shoulder droops. A small scoff escaped his voice box as he read out loud the content of the small paper with the flattest tone possible.

“What is your favorite song?”

“Numb Little Bug.”

With a huff, Eclipse crumples the paper in his hand and throws it into the jar of wrinkled paper. It spins around its edge before dropping on top of the pile.

“Are you sure you’re not the depressed one?”

Eclipse is familiar with the song. Written by an American singer, Em Beihold, as a way for her to express the numbness she feels after taking psychiatric medication. The musicality of the song captures the listener’s interest. The words relate to far too many people than the writer would like to.

“I had never been professionally diagnosed with depression, thus I am not depressed.”

Eclipse rolls his glowing eyes again, tired of Moon’s absurd logic. His brother acts dumb when it is convenient and smart only in necessity. The type of person to create a cure for cancer just to mess with the government. Or maybe the type to learn magic just to mess with the world.

(Eclipse will always regret ever introducing Moon to Golden Freddy. They are a match that was never meant to be made. Partners in crime that the world should fear and tremble at. Chaotic overlords who planted harmless seeds of pandemonium for gigs and giggles.

At this point, world destruction is mercy in the face of their ‘pranks.’)

“Shut up. Pick up another one.”

As Moon chose his slip of paper, loud sounds of grinding gears and turning fans resonated throughout the daycare. The two brothers turn their heads to the seas of rainbow plastics and expectant for their dimensional regulars to appear out of thin air. 

Except, there is only one.

Silver plates glint under the white LED, red lights glowing in the abyssal void, and yellow stars glow on silky navy clothes. Golden bells attached to red ribbons jingles along with the oe at the end of the night cap as ‘Moon’ recovers his bearings. 

No yellow rays emerge from the seas of rainbows after the lunar attendant rises. No solar animatronic rises after the moon does. No ‘Sun’ follows after ‘Moon.’

Eclipse turns his attention back to his brother’s counterpart, hoping to find the answers in them. Disappointingly, only cold fury staring back at him. The fury sends tremors through his frames as uninvited memories invade his mind.

(“Get out.”

“What?”

“GET OUT!”

“No! You had to listen! This thing has Sun’s-”

“I DON’T CARE! GET OUT OF MY ROOM!”

Red eyes blazed in anger and it burned Eclipse as a whole being. Yet, Eclipse persisted, determined to fight back.

At least, until the wrench hit his face.)

“Eclipse?” 

Cold hands rests against his overheating frames, waking him from the delusion of the past. His neck snaps to the origins of the cold to find the same pair of eyes that burned him. No. The pair of eyes that once burned him. 

Moon’s hand is tight around his shoulder, tight as a proof of realism and loose as a proof of comfort. Red glows dims under Eclipse’s glows and glooms of concern snuff out the illusion of Eclipse’s memories. Yet, it still flares when they meet their counterpart. 

Whilst gasping for figurative air, Eclipse follows the red eyes line of sight. He is met with a sea of colors. No glint of silver in sight.

#wip #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction writer #fanfics #sams #sams solar #tsams solar #sams moon #sun and moon show #moon #angst #siblings

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Bro I downloaded the wrong Genshin Impact...

#low key cool #does it have better pity than genshin #if so imma play it

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New Fanfiction Idea

So yeah, if you guys following my ao3, you'll notice that there is a new fanfic for TSAMS. It's a psychological horror and I am having way too much fun in torturing Sun at this point lol.

On a side note,

I will be finishing up the last 2 - 3 chapters of Oil from another dimension series over Spring Break

I am thinking of making a small Ask section once and when I finish the series.

Long story short, the Oil From Another Dimension series is not finished yet, technically. And I have an upcoming fanfic for the fandom.

Uh,...

Have a nice day?

#spring break #i hate finals #why finals #whyyyy #i hate my major #but i need the money

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What I learned from drawing this:

Alastor is a twink.

#hazbin art #hazbin hotel #sketch #doodle #hazbin alastor #alastor #alastor the radio demon #radio demon

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Smiley man

#alastor #hazbin art #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #doodle

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This is why I call them Sensei lmao

RAAAAAAAHHHHHH ‼️‼️

Speedpaint:

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You are bored in class. And there is a light blue marker.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin vox #vox #hazbin art #sketch #hazbin hotel vox

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I'm trying to distract myself from the stress of midterm.

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#hobbyist #midterms #ahhhhhhh #sketch

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Sketch

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Oh my God. You actually do it-

Draw a cat and dog hyrbid fusioned with a biblically accurate angel with a side of traffic cone and a sprinkle of cuteness

HEEHEE