#moss's irl ramblings

[holy-sappho]

i love being trans i love being gay i love being butch i love being nonbinary i love being emo i love being goth i love being a freak i love sticking it to the man with my mere existence <3

#lgbtq #lesbian #transgender #queer #transmasc #nonbinary #trans #emo #goth #i am coming out of my seasonal depression <3 #my new years res is to become more iconic #moss's irl ramblings

[moonlightsolo]

Can you do one of neteyam and avatar reader you love art so he lets you paint on him and he’s really cute and interested in your passion <3

omg yes THANK U FOR THIS. i love to paint irl so i had so much fun writing this!

your legs straddle neteyams hips, sitting atop of him as he lays down on his back against a bed of moss. it’s normal to sit on him like this when you’re simply having a conversation, especially when he comes back after a long day of hunting; he usually swoops you off of your feet and takes you somewhere private in the forest. mostly to catch up…

…and to do some other things you can’t usually do around camp. he knows you miss him when he’s away, so we wants to soak up as much of you during his free time.

your hands are currently busy illustrating your day as you talk, “so kiri and i made paints today, we went out and foraged for plants to create these super bright pigments!” you exclaim excitedly, “i have pinks, blues, reds, oranges, even whites!” you count on your fingers, “they’re all so beautiful. i just can’t wait to try them out.”

neteyam watches you in awe from his position, a permanent grin on his lips. he adores you so much, and hearing you passionately ramble about one of your hobbies fills his heart with joy.

“my love, you are sooooo beautiful.” he blurts out, his eyes sparkle under the sunlight that streaks through the trees towering above your bodies. he can’t help but let his hand knead at your thigh.

you can’t help but giggle at his compliment as you stare down at him, “did you hear anything i just said?”

the boy underneath you hums in response, the sound vibrates your body, “yeah… you made paints with kiri… blah, blah, blah, aaand now i wanna see you make somethin’ with them.”

your face brightens at his words, “wait really?!” you shriek softly from the pure excitement that fills you.

neteyam cackles and digs his head back into the ground, “yes, of course, ma syulang.” the little nickname makes your heart flutter in satisfaction. his flower.

“where? i can go back to camp real quick to grab some paper— or try to find something around here…” your eyes look around the expanse of the jungle around you, but the tightening grip on your hips makes you spin your head back to look down at him.

“no, i don’t want you to leave me.” he whines as his touchy hands slide up your sides. his fingers press into the flesh of your lower back to push you towards him, lowering your torso so your chests are flush again each other.

his lips ghost over yours teasingly, making you giggle into the very little space between your faces. “how about you just use me?” he mumbles.

“use you? what do you mean?” your face crinkles in confusion, slightly lifting up from his face by pushing your hands on his chest.

“to paint— ya know, on me.” his eyes flutter over your face with a sheepish grin.

“you want me to paint on you?” you almost gasp in shock, mouth falling open as you grin.

“i just said that.” neteyam rolls his eyes playfully with a cheeky smirk, which makes you swat at his chest. you finally fill the space between your faces by kissing him, giving him a long peck before sitting up.

neteyams lips chase after yours, following you up and leaning back on his elbows. you busy yourself looking through the bag that crosses over your chest and sits on your hip. you grab the containers of your paint, and push down on his shoulder to have him lay back down.

“fine..” he grumbles, giving up his advances to try and kiss you some more. you lay out the containers over the long expanse of his torso, using him as your easel.

you pluck a few brushes from the pocket inside your bag, smiling as your finger brushes over the soft bristles. “what do you want painted on you?” your voice is soft, almost nervous.

what if it turns out to be ugly and he has to walk around with an ugly painting on his body from his girlfriend?

“anything.” he lays back with his arms behind his head, slightly wiggling his hips under you to get comfortable. the subtle movement makes you blush from the heat that settles in your lower belly.

you pop open the bright fuschia color, dipping your brush inside of the container to soak the brush. your eyes dart over his smug face as you lean closer to his chest to focus.

the brush moves smoothly across the expanse of his upper body, swirling the paint over his collarbone and down his pectoral muscle, “ooh that tickles.” he jerks under the paintbrush, making you giggle and sit up to look at him with a joking scowl.

“sit still, you’re gonna mess up my art.” you slightly dip into the orange color to highlight the pink, flicking the paint to make little spikes around the swirl.

neteyam admires your face as you focus, almost cooing at you from your little tongue sticking out between your lips. he tilts his head to the side watch your tail sway in the air behind you. all he wants is to grab you and kiss all over your cute little face.

one of his hands unravel from behind his head to rest on top of your head, his thumb swipes across your forehead to smooth out the crinkle between your eyebrows.

you smile up at him bashfully while your hand continues to paint different colors across his striped blue skin. the pigments you picked out contrast greatly to the color of his skin, his chest slowly becoming a piece of art.

the brush pokes at his chest as you create random dots around the swirls, smiling when you sit back to admire your work. “i love it.” you mumble before hunching back down to continue with a different color.

neteyams eyes dart from between you and the blue sky that barely peeks through the canopy of the trees. he can look at all the beauty around him but all he can focus on is you. the girl who is straddling his chest and painting ever so softly across his skin.

he wouldn’t dare to tell you this though. he’s too scared to share his true feelings that he's falling for you faster than he thinks you're falling for him.

after about a few more minutes, and swipes of different colors you sit up to examine the painting that cascades down his chest. you add a few more dots with a triumphant smile, “i really outdid myself.” you laugh proudly as you pack away your painting supplies.

“oh did you?” neteyam chuckles, bringing his chin down to look over his colorful chest. his mouth drops dramatically once he sees it, “it’s amazing. seriously, you’re going to paint only me from now on. never will anybody else touch me with paint unless it’s from your hands.”

your hands cover your grin that seemingly seems like it will never falter, “stop it…” you breathe out, shaking your head from his silly words.

“no, you’re like magic. i’ve seen your other work, but i cannot grasp how your brilliant little mind works like this.” he sits up from his spot, now face-to-face with you; he’s careful to not crease the wet paint. one of his hands grip your wrists to pull them away from your face.

“‘teyam…” you sheepishly mumble, staring down at your lap with a shy smile. the feeling of heat travels from your lower belly to your upper extremities. it settles on your cheeks, and the tips of your ears with as a pink glow. he could praise you a million times, and you still wouldn’t be used to it.

“hhhmm? am i making you blush?” he teases you as his hand slides down from your cheek to your chin to angle your face up. his big round eyes look over your face, his smile mirroring yours.

“you aaarrrre.” you whine, leaning forward to press your forehead against his.

he continues to stare at you though his eyelashes, “good. i like making you blush.” he pecks your nose, “especially if it’s when i compliment my very talented girl.”

your hands swat at his chest playfully, “oh hush.” you grumble.

neteyam places his large hands onto your hips, his long fingers thrum against your lower back, “i think it’s time we go show off the beautiful art my gorgeous girl made. you'll make everyone in the clan jealous.” his knees angle up to press against your back, you're now sitting in the valley of his body.

neteyam stands to his full height, holding onto your hips as he rises from the ground. you let out a delighted cackle from the sudden movement, throwing your head back as you laugh.

neteyam's eyes dance over your face, unable to hold himself back from chuckling along with you; your laugh is contagious.

"i am so lucky to have you..." his voice trails off, his eyes try to take in every detail of you-- how your braids flow down your back, and the paint that is smeared across your forehead and slightly on your cheekbone...

your hands rest on the sides of his neck, your face brightening from his words. "neteyam... i love you." you whisper into the space between your lips.

the biggest grin spreads across his face from hearing her say those words; the first time you've ever said it to each other. her response only make his heart beat faster, and his breathing more intense. "i love you." he whispers back as he leans forward to give you another soft kiss.

it feels as if he's falling into an abyss surrounded by you, unable to crawl out. it's not like he would want to anyway, his senses are clouded by your lips, and your scent, and how your legs are wrapped tightly around his hips right now. he smiles into the passionate kiss, now knowing that his only purpose in life is to be alongside you.

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this is what i used as inspo for the painting on him :p i found it on pinterest

#neteyam #avatar twow #neteyam sully #neteyam x reader #avatar #neteyam sully x reader #neteyam sully x y/n #neteyam x y/n #neteyam sully x na’vi reader #neteyam sully x omaticaya!reader #neteyam sully x na’vi!reader #neteyam sully x you #neteyam x you #neteyam x na'vi!reader #neteyam x omaticaya!reader #neteyam x oc #neteyam fluff #neteyam smut

[mumsie-bangin]

My simping for alucard is moreso yearning and wanting to love him to his fullest . Which i see i also feel the same towards my partners irl. So have this ramble about the reader rambling to alucard out of nowhere abour their love to him.

Alucard x reader [Yearning for him]

Lying on your side, you study alucard as he lays in the moss beneath you both. The light fleeting through the trees , enriching the forest floor with golden shimmers and dust particles dancing alongside it.

His blouse slightly open, hairl sprawled and weaven golden. Lashes blonde and long , moving with every shift of his eyes as he reads the book hes been telling you all about.

You slither yourself around him, and press your face into his neck. Almost caught off guard he looks at you, smiling and wrapping an arm around you. Not thinking much of it.

"I love you, dear.-"

You rise to look at him and smile at his words. He almost freezes at the sight. Your hair slightly a mess, light hitting your eyes and skin perfectly from above. Leaving you almost glowing , words couldnt really describe how he felt. But it was like a deer in headlights.

You reach to cup his face as he lays there, looking down at him. The light framing you and protecting his eyes from the sunlight.

"Every part of you leaves me in awe. Love. "

Your Hands travelling down his chest , one remaining in its position. Comfortingly brushing your thumb over his cheek. Laughing at his statement

"Now imagine how I feel, i'd say we're both benefiting from this"

He laughs. God, its silly to express yet. Your heart swells simply cus, he laughs.

#alucard x reader #adrien tepes x reader #castlevania x reader #sfw #gender neutral reader

[angeart]

Y'know I had just added the 🎀 because I was asking about the ribbon and I wanted you to know it was the same person on the follow up ask xD but I also went :o irl at being called ribbon anon!

I saw you had tagged the bonus rambles about the mimic's name! I have been dying to ask that too! but you also mentioned follow up rambles so I figured we'd learn it then?

Noooo what happened to Scar's vex wings?? D: Also how do Scar's vex wings work in general? are they out all the time like Grian's or can he magic them away??

-🎀

naah, you have to keep it now! you’re officially the ribbon anon! it’s yours! :3c accept your fate <3

as for the bit about the mimic’s name… i think i’ll make a separate post about that a little bit later (either later today or tomorrow). it’s not going to be a part of the Main Big Mimic Arc Rambles, because it’s something me and link figured out sort of on the side, later. but i’m happy to tell you about it, so keep an eye out for that one!

scar’s vex wings are magic, and he mostly has them hidden away. i asked link to tell us all more about how that works, so if you’re interested, go check it out on their blog! >> link to the post here << 

but yes yess let me tell you about what happened to scar's wings! and what better way to tell you than through an unnecessarily long storytime. tucking it under the cut <3

so. you know how i mentioned that they meet by hunters pouncing on grian, and grian getting hurt? mmh. we start with grian in pain, hungry and dehydrated to the point of lightheadedness, and exhausted from lack of sleep as well as a pretty significant bloodloss. basically, he’s out of commission, and it’s up to scar to take care of him and desperately try to keep him alive on zero supplies.

they make their way to a crevice in a ravine that leads into a cave. (in between this and that, there were tears and panic and desperation. and kisses. shh.)(and of course, the ribbon.) 

i think this cave is very fun, so i’ll yoink two snippets from the rp, one from scar’s pov (link) and one from grian’s (me), so you can get into this pretty atmosphere too <3 

-- SCAR POV snippet:

His best way of describing the place would be this nightmare server’s best attempt at a lush cave, Scar thinks somewhat bitterly.

And a rather sad attempt at that.

There’s greenery, which is shocking enough given how almost everything they’ve seen has been dead or dying. It’s mostly moss, a few sparse patches of grass, and a leafy substance that sticks to the walls, littered with thorns. 

Vines stretch down from the ceiling, but they’re not bright and colorful like glow berry vines back home. They do glow, but it’s only a faint illumination, somehow still managing to be grey and drab. And it’s not the fruit that glows either, but rather the vine itself, almost pulsating. Almost breathing. 

It makes Scar uneasy, but not immediately threatened. And unfortunately that’ll have to do.

There is fruit on the vines, for what it’s worth, but they’re bruised and darkened. Questionable at best. Scar doesn’t like their chances.

What matters, however, is the water. 

There’s a small pond in the center of the cave with water pooling into it slowly from one of the walls. 

It’s not the cleanest source of water given the dirty moss and dying roots that crawl along the shore, spreading their way underwater in various places and tinting the surface green, but they’re hardly in a position to be picky. 

(It’s likely better than the river from before, surrounded in mud and grime and later death.)

Right now a place like this may as well be paradise.

“Home sweet home?” Scar offers jokingly, though timidness seeps into his tone. He really hopes it can be, at least long enough for them to get back on their feet.

-- GRIAN POV snippet:

It’s the rhythm trailing off and stopping, that finally forces Grian to crack his eyes open. He blinks, chasing the blur away, trying to take in their new surroundings: the moss coats walls and ground in stray patches, lending them some colour in a place that’s otherwise drab and grim; the pond in the center glitters faintly, murky water reflecting murky light; the growth clinging to the stone walls and hanging from the ceiling looks wholly unhealthy, slick and sick, mushy, rotting, held together only in places. The vines seem to be breathing, swaying the gentlest bit even though Grian can’t feel a breeze; a calm but wholly unsettling pulse of light fades and brightens in time with their miniscule motion, always veering on not-enough, casting them in various shades of dimness. 

Just like anything else here, this cave looks wretched and like nothing he is familiar with. 

And yet Scat tacks a joking phrase on it, like plonking down a cheesy mat that says Welcome in cursive, deliberately and triumphantly placed in front of a building that’s entirely falling apart. There’s no salvaging this, but Grian chuckles quietly anyway, and with a wry curl of his lips, he echoes back, words hollow and barely touched by misplaced amusement: “Home sweet home.”

And it just might be—or the closest thing they can achieve to it right now. It’s dark and damp and unpleasant, the air a bit stale and the walls oozing icy chill, but it’s shielded and hidden, quiet, sheltered from the wind and the rain, with a pooled source of water perfectly within reach. It’s more than they expected. More than they could’ve hoped for.

----

now that you can imagine the absolute beauty of this place, for no reason at all but to indulge me, we can continue!

scar carefully sets grian down by the wall to rest. grian lies down in the only way he knows to be safe: with his dishevelled wings tucked tightly against a wall, feathers as much out of sight as he can manage, despite the horrible discomfort of it. and scar leaves to try and gather some supplies, leaving behind a promise that he won’t stray too far, won’t get out of sight.

he manages to put together enough things to light a fire, while grian dozes off into an exhausted, shivery sleep. with the fire lit next to the avian, scar moves away again, even as fatigue drags at him and begs him to stay, to rest. because this is all on him now: he needs to provide, he needs to protect, he needs to make sure they stay alive. (and it terrifies him, because he doesn’t have the best track record of staying alive, back on hermitcraft—) and for that, they need more supplies.

so he ventures back into the cave, searching. pawing at the stone. digging. trying so, so very hard to get something out of it all. using his wings to aid his aching legs. they provide dim, pale blue  light, which also helps as he moves further and further away from the fire. 

he makes sure to constantly look back, anxiously checking the area surrounding the fire, making sure nothing’s approaching grian, who’s wounded and asleep and completely defenceless.

scar does not pay nearly as much attention to his own surroundings.

that’s when it happens.

the crackling of the fire almost completely swallows up the familiar warning hiss of a creeper.

scar whirls around, eyes wide, catching a sight of a creeper that’s all wrong—distorted and decaying, overgrown with vines and fungus, with haunting empty voids for eyes—before it sets off and explodes.

all scar can do is fling his wings forwards in a desperate attempt to shield himself with them.

this is what tears his wings to tatters. (you can see their state on some of link’s art - like the hhau scar design/reference sheet)

scar skids on the hard ground, thrown by the force of the explosion, wings wrapped around him protectively. immediately after the cave falls quiet and dark again, his wings fade, too, and— he’s disoriented and breathless and in pain, and the explosion woke grian up—an awakening pitch straight into confused, searing panic—and scar doesn’t really get much of a chance to process what’s happened and how much damage there is. in fact, he doesn’t check his wings for a very long time. (he knows they’re damaged.) (he doesn’t want to see—doesn’t want to feel it.)

so it’s a while before scar gets to understand just how damaged his wings are.

and it’s even longer before grian sees.

<3

#hhau #ange answers #ribbon anon #scar's poor tattered wings #ofc it was a creeper #scar's cursed with creepers #also i miss my discord emojis #i struggle so much out in the world wide web without them #that was random but it had to be said

[masquerain-with-a-mask]

Making a new pinned in just a few seconds cause i hate my old one careful it's gonna be fast

Hi, call me Sasha, Donnie or Masquerain

My pronouns are he/they/moss/ey/dew/rain

I do art and am currently obsessed with tmnt and dmc tho warrior cats is always lurking in the back of my brain

I have a carrd, where you can find all the links to my other socials, but i'm also putting the link to my ao3 here

Listing tags under here

AU tags :

Antpelt lives AU (for my antpelt lives au)

Starstorm (fic about ashfur getting reincarnated in ThunderClan after tbc)

Smokefur AU (silly au, ashfur is double dead and causes trouble, bristlefrost is also double dead and is not having a good time)

Runaway Charlie AU (charlie steals their scissors back from eugene at the beginning of charlie in underworld and they run away, they're really confused and eugene is really worried)

Murphy's Law AU (rottmnt foot donnie au)

Iatstia/Panic Room AU (unwilling dimensional traveler leo au, the iatstia tag is specifically for the fic about this au, the panic room au tag is about the au's extended lore)

Lost in the storm AU (separated 2012 au, you get feral leo, foot donnie, medic mikey and default eldest brother raph with a scarf that looks suspiciously like candy corn)

The Pulverizer Project (donnie is the only one left in the bad future and he adopts timothy and chloe)

Mutant may cry (my best friend and i came up with a crossover/fusion between dmc and tmnt because of a joke and now it's an actual thing)

Other tags

Rambles : i'm rambling

French posting : i'm french, whenever i post something in french or that contains french it's with this tag

The inbox is getting louder : i answer asks with this one :)

I can cook apparently : i bake stuff and sometimes i post it here

The owen tag : my irl best friend is named owen, i talk about him so much i ended up making him his own tag

I'm keeping this one : stuff that i don't wanna lose

#pinned message #new pinned

[eda-does-things]

INTRO POST:

Hello everone!! My name is Eda :)

I am a nonbinary (They/them) autistic lesbian!!

I love Splatoon, vocaloid, pokemon, cosplay, & general nerdy nonsense!!

I also have a silly goofy Splatoon AU called inkblot. It's a future AU involving the agents, idols, & a couple others that follows their daily lives as adults with jobs and families. Please keep in mind this is an AU & may diverge from cannon! I talk about it often lol please ask me about it

I have been drawing since I was about 3 or 4

I am an ENFP personality type. I'm a lil awkward n clueless but I love making friends! Don't be shy ;)

I am also a Capricorn! (Jan 9 is my birthday lol)

I'm in the U.S. & CST time zone.

My Switch Code is: SW-4938-9780-2878

You're free to add me, but please lmk in advance!

I am currently not ready to take commissions regularly, however, if you want one for whatever reason, feel free to ask me.

Please keep in mind that I am a minor and that I need tone indicators!

Have a nice day :)

Oh, and read this

BYF & DNI:

BYF:

★ I am very high energy and a bit anxious,, but love making friends! If you're a mutual please feel free to DM! (Just say smth like “Hi, my name is (name) and I’m just here to chat! (or whatever reason) as stuff like just “Hi” makes me anxious!)

★ DO NOT CALL ME KID/KIDDO/CHILD/SWEETIE/HONEY/ANY OTHER PET NAMES UNLESS I GIVE THE OK

★I am a (mostly) Splatoon account!

★ I usually reply fast but get distracted easily!

★ PLEASE USE TONE INDICATORS

★ I go into a lot of detail with stuff I enjoy and tend to go on tangents/rambles

★ I tend to correct folks sometimes when they say something incorrect about one of my interests so I'm sorry in advance

★ C//ps/P//lice are MAJOR TRIGGERS, so please, censor them!

DNI

*Bold means it's ok if I interact FIRST

★ If you're homophobic, sexist, racist, ableist, etc. Please, leave

★ NSFW ACCOUNTS

★ You're a proshipper, IRL shipper or support them

YOU ARE NOT A PROSHIPPER FOR HAVING SHIPS

Proshipping is when you're fine with ANY ship, as in incest, adult and minor pairs, etc etc. Shipping is ok if it's legal!

You are not an IRL shipper if you just think two people would make a nice couple and do not actively ship them

an example of active shipping is Markiplier x Jacksepticeye

an example of thinking two people would be cute is me thinking it'd be dope if Alice Peralta and Rina Itou got together but I'm not gonna force it or anything

★ Unironically talk about or support Heterophobia (doing so satirically is ok!)

★ Dislike fanfiction/RP

★ Also please leave if you're just here to get after my comfort stuff, please leave.

★ DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU SUPPORT AUTISM SPEAKS YOU ABLEIST

★Your name is Kitty, Sebby, Moss, Dio, or Max

[vapemaster42069]

I’ve been in the Hermitcraft fandom for approximately 2 weeks, here are my impressions (but just the ones I’ve seen a lot lols):

- Etho: funky canadian ninja who totally does not have a shopping addiction, used to be a good pvper? but not much anymore. still has a reputation for it tho lol. Pretty good at redstone, usually bases w someone

-GTWS: clumsy megabuilder with incredible charisma, likes to ramble, how dID HE BUILD A MOUNTAIN IN A SIBGLE DAY, good singer, is he the only american? i stg I keep thinking ppl are americans, then they drop a Canadian-ism like “tomoahrrow” man. Bonus points bc he’s from Seattle, and I was born there so. ye

-Grian: chaos-loving businessman, elytra, loves to fuck with Mumbo, i have never seen this man in headphones. i’m not kidding. not a single video or picture i have ever seen of this dude contains him in headphones. not even clips of him playing minecraft irl. i’m convinced he just plays with the PC volume out loud

-Bdubs: fun moss man, likes to shoot the shit, uhh. haven’t seen a lot of him lols. I like his cadence tho

-Doc: redstone? haven’t seen him much, yet. maker of conflict. pranks?

-PearlescentMoon: force to be reckoned with, extremely funny, good builder, I plan to watch more of her but I’ve mostly seen the clips from Boatem meetings as I’ve started w Grian’s pov. :3

-MumboJumbo: “it’s really quite simple” no. no it is not. potato man. incredibly smart and also a dumbass. does not ever know what he’s doing, but has an incredible awareness of how things work. banter. terrible businessman. makes. so many sales. mustache.

-Impulse: i just really like this dude’s voice. like i could listen to him talk abt nothing for hours, it’s great. uhh. giant builds (not like Scar, but Scar is. Scar)

#pickletheclown #ya boy has been watching nothing but minecraft for 6 days #going a little insane but it's fine #i've seen grian. entire life series. #mumbo last life series #etho. bdubs. scar. and smallishbeans double life series. #uhh #some random scar s8 and s9 hc eps #im halfway through grian hc8 series #a lot of random mumbo video as i am trying desperately to understand a single word out of that man's mouth #still have not figured out what a spoon is or why they call eac other that #did figure out what waffle meant tho!! :) #am taking recs #there is so much content dude #i think imma watch season 6 next #i was kinda intimidated by the number of episodes so we'll see but that's the plan!!

[omegamoo]

HI MOOOOO :3💌

MOSS APILEOFMOSS. i. what is there not to love about you??? first internet friend and you never cease to make my day. i have never met you irl and yet you can predict my period wtf. you are seriously the sweetest ever thank you so much for putting up with my deranged rambles and reblogging red pandas for me. i smile every time i hear your voice and i always think about you when i see a texas license plate and your art and faces and positions inspire me so freaking much you make me want to create!!! you are so so so fucking amazing ilysm

#ily more than i know how to put in. text. bubbles over #asks #moss apileofmoss!!! #heartvelope ask game

[conspiracyravens]

Hello

so i should probably make one of these

y'all can call me Moss or Raven although i will respond to "hey you"

Pronouns: they/them, but really anything works

Things that you might find here:

Hermitcraft/ Life series things i like my block people (yes there will probably be shipping)

Podcasts many of them, but mostly the magnus archives/ the magnus protocol and welcome to nightvale

Art yes i do art sometimes, mostly on paper because digital hates me

Out of context quotes if you know me irl then ill will steal anything remotely funny you say, not sorry.

Rambles/ Rants yup you guessed it just me talking and/or ranting about things (there will be a lot of this)

And more yeah what ever else catches my eye on any given day

Other stuff:

Talk to me, ask me things i don't bite, my askbox is always open

Be nice, if you aren't I will block you, i feel like no more needs to be said on this subject

#introduction #aaaaaaaaa that was so stressfull to write

[prairiepoppy]

mental health rambling underneath

You ever feel like you are slowly losing the ability to interact with people? Both in online spaces and irl?  I feel like I just want to crawl under some moss and sleep for week.  

#oyasumi personal #wtf do I tag this as #existential dread #slight suicidal ideation #????? #the overwhelming reality of existing as a human being????? #food money society can I just not for a while?

[holy-sappho]

fuckin ice and frost on the inside of my house 👍👍

and somehow my state isn't facing nearly the worst of the storm. it's "only" -3° here

#godspeed to all y'all #stay safe out there #moss's irl ramblings

[mr-qwerty]

I need to ask two questions about what Angela would've done to Elliot if she were alive for the rest of the series:

1. If Angela found the cd Mr. Robot worked on with the code to undo the 5/9 hack, do you think she would've destroyed the CD or deleted the codes to stop Elliot from undoing it?

2. And if Elliot tried to confide in Angela about his father molesting him, do you think she would've gotten angry and blamed Elliot for making something like this up and lying about it to her just to stop her from getting Whiterose's machine?

1. Well, this is ofc pretty hypothetical since the codes were pretty well hidden and only Mr. Robot knew of them (and we know he didn't trust her). I think if she found the CD and the codes on it after she was brainwashed, she would've definitely stopped Elliot as to not interfere with white roses plans and perhaps also so that Elliots life wouldn't be in danger. Tbh, I think she would've done anything to see white roses vision through after she was brainwashed, I mean, we see what she was capable of (I think her character arc and how her fruitless pursuit for justice made her desperate and corroded her integrity is really interesting). If she found the CD before she was brainwashed and somehow knew what she had gotten her hands on, I'm not sure what she would've done. Maybe she would've destroyed them to take away a chance for e-corp to recover their data, or maybe she would present the codes to price to gain power within the company or push her agenda (I could even see her in some sort of blackmail scenario). Maybe she would've joined fsociety and discussed with the other members what the most strategic use of the information is (given that at the time not even Elliot/MM knew that the codes even existed, I reckon that could've been pretty interesting). I guess it would all depend on at which point in her character development she found the CD/knew the power she had with the codes, because her character and boundaries gets pushed so far over the course of the show (I mean, her beliefs and actions are almost irrecognizable when you compare her at the beginning and end of the show).

2. Ofc this is hypothetical to because it wouldn't work with the official timeline of events--Elliot only finds out what happened after Angela had already died--but it's a really interesting question-- so, well, yeah. If Angela already knew about white roses machine I think it's feasible she wouldn't've believed Elliot, I could see her become upset and believe he's not telling the truth, as cruel as that'd be. As we see when we watch her mental health decline, she becomes more and more paranoid and delusional. As I wrote above, I think Angela would've done pretty much anything after she'd been brainwashed, she just became so disconnected and consumed be what she believed she had to do. I could only see Elliot confiding in her if Angela somehow.. maybe noticed the abuse in their childhoods, maybe she subconsciously knew something was up or sensed something bad. (I know there was also speculation about her having been abused, given all the Lolita references, but idk if I really believe in that.) But if she did sense something like that going on before, that might've inclined her to believe Elliot and maybe him opening up and being so vulnerable could've snapped her out of whatever delusional state white rose put her in. Again, I also think it matters when this would happen--when she was initially brainwashed, she was still more doubtful (think of how she asked Irving for reassurance that no one would be hurt), but when all those thousands of people died, I think that marked a point of no return for her because she just couldn't handle what she'd done. The later in her decline Elliot would've tried to open up to her, the less susceptible to believing him she'd be, imo.

Hope this was coherent and answered your questions! I had fun pondering about these scenarios. (Sorry it took so long to answer but my brain was a bit mushy so trying to sort my thoughts took a while haha.) Thanks for the questions!! :)

#mr robot #mr spoilers #angela moss #elliot alderson #tw abuse #tw csa #if you have more questions feel free to ask I love thinking about mr. robot and I do it a lot anyways #also if you'd like to chat I've figured out how to do that to #either way I'm just happy someone else likes mr. robot #:) #<3 #(like ofc many ppl like it but no one I know irl so far has watched it. and I just like to talk + listen y'know) #2nd question answered coming soon!! #anyways. I'll stop rambling in the tags

[fly-sky-high-bug-games]

Rambling about Dirtmouth on discord and how it's possible the name doesn't only reference and resemble a literal hub for locals and travelers some river/sea port towns irl with 'mouth' in their names do

but that the Dirtmouth itself is built on a dried out river/sea bottom between the banks of Kings Pass and Crystal Peak

This being based on how the surroundings look like, the high humid places and caverns for moss, lichen and fungi to form while inhabiting critters that do like/need humidity and finally also has (something that should have crossed my mind a lot earlier) an actual ancient BASIN that is sitting far bellow it.

EDIT: Anyway go look at the interactive map of hallownest since it helped me visualize some stuff I couldn't on my own

#sky rambles #do you think land of the storm was once the ancient name of hallownest #when the river was still there and caverns semi flooded? #back when the ancient civilization was still present? #thanks broken tumblr post for not letting me select and add a link as i wanted

[dallonm-archive]

Hi! I love ur WIP oh revelations revelations, and I was wondering if you could give ur characters physical descriptions?

hi thank you so much!!! not gonna lie i ~suck~ at character descriptions (really I’m just not confident in them) and the ones I do aren’t overtly detailed and feed a lot more into showing their personality combines with appearance. Plus as a reader I will create my own image in my head if I don’t get something from the author lmao. So this will just be some rambles with some picrews and IRL photos (I don’t do official faceclaims and will get into that, but I do use some to help visualise what’s in my head), and also fashion because I love fashion and I love 80s fashion and I have to stop myself from writing 389424 outfit descriptions <3 feat. some barely edited prose!! 

only doing the “main five” (are they truly the only main characters? I have no self control <3) because I lose track of which characters I’ve talked about so this is far from all the cast! And picrew/photo limitations mean these aren’t how exactly they look but it gives you an idea! Also I wrote this out and then lost it t w i c e :) Here are the two picrews I used: x x

Beau

My KING. It’s kinda funny to me because his description comes from the POV of a man who’s going to fall in love with him so whilst it’s not like “oh my god he’s so hot” I feel like you can DEFINITELY tell there’s something there. Beau and Felix aren’t exactly a slow burn couple lmao

Beau mirrors his mother. Same complexion, same smile, the only difference is his eyes are lighter and his curls are wilder, one absentmindedly coiled around his index. He wears a pistachio coloured button up with palm tree prints, oversized. A necklace with a shell charm, a brown beaded bracelet. He still grins at Felix, charmingly, as he continues to ramble about the music. Beau is effortless. He swims in the San Francisco colours.

This picrew captures him pretty well although I wish they had a facial hair option as he does have a bit of stubble

It’s all about the curls! He has a head full of them and they’re my favourite thing about him. This is a good example of where I don’t have a faceclaim but I do have pictures of a model that help visualise what I see: these pictures of Miles Frank were the first that resembled what I saw in my head, but only these two resemble him lmao. He’s not his faceclaim. Again, it’s all about the curls! (and the leather jacket)

He kinda has an athletic build not not overtly? Like he’s not muscular but he used to do a lot of sport as a teenager and he’s 100% the type of person who wakes with the sunrise to go on runs. Cannot relate but good for him! He’s around 5′10/5′11

Style is definitely important for his self expression but he also values comfort over fashion. It’s all about the oversized printed button ups (I found one in a thrift store that looks EXACTLY like the one in the description and I didn’t buy it I’m so mad!!! I failed both Beau and the queer community in that moment). He will wear All The Colours but he especially likes greens and pinks/reds. Leather jacket is a staple when the weather allows it. 

He also loves jewellery, especially bracelets, especially homemade bracelets. 100% makes friendship bracelets.

Dorothy and Felix

I’ll put these two together because they’re not identical but like, they are twins lmao. Life hack: if you hate description for the POV character give them a twin and make them lowkey hate each other so you can ~compare~

Brother and sister. Born minutes apart on a dreary January night that wheezed rain. Bundled in identical bloodstained blankets, porcelain limbs and faces indistinguishable - but as they grow, the mirror their reflections share starts to crack. Dorothy grows taller, then Felix overtakes at 16. Dorothy’s features soften, but she grows a glare that digs deeper than Felix’s ever could. Dorothy aims for the moon; Felix accepts that he’ll never leave. Dorothy maps out a survival plan for the outside world; Felix maps out how he’ll work for the Church. But they still share the cinnamon hair, the freckles peppering their nose and cheeks, the grey-blue irises and heavy eyelids. They grew into different people with the same face made of different stitching, the same blood infected with different sin.

Dorothy is the only one who kinda has a faceclaim but not really? I struggle with faceclaims beyond inspo/resemblance because like I said, I don’t have the most exact image in my head but I am still very picky so I can look at a pic and immediately be like YES or NO lmao. But also, an issue I have is that a lot of faceclaims come from models/actors; I have no issue with pretty characters (I would call mine pretty lmao but it’s never like. a character trait), but there is that element of conventional attractiveness as well as editing/posing/lighting for professionally shot photos. That’s just me personally though, love them for helping visualise ideas! Since Dorothy was really difficult to get an image of, a “faceclaim” really helped. I made her after Felix so her only descriptor was “brown hair like her brother, similar facial features”, until I saw these pictures of Jane Birkin from the 60s. Again, not an official faceclaim (Dorothy isn’t as skinny as her), but that was where I first got an image of her as an individual character and was definitely the foundation. Her hair looks exactly like that!

She doesn’t really wear makeup, it’s not a statement or anything I just don’t think it suits her haha. 100% wears astronomy themed jewellery though

Her favourite colours to wear are red and violet. I’d describe her fashion as quite casual and flowy? She loves blouses, especially ones with floral prints. 100% rocks double denim (we are pro double denim here). I’d say her style is also more 70s inspired than 80s 

She’s 5′9 which makes me 😳

I first made Felix because of a picture of Luke Powell, and I have to laugh because he is SUCH a common faceclaim on Pinterest but also suddenly I was just like ??? NO???? I held onto him as a FC for way too long when they don’t really look alike  

Fluffy hair! Floppy hair! This isn’t canon in the book yet because I’m not sure how to present it beyond a bunch of hair descriptions, but I can see his hair being much shorter whilst he’s still in the cult and then he slowly grows its out (not much longer, just messier and unkept until its like the picrew) - again I have no idea how to show it in prose but I think in a movie/TV Series that’d be a cool way to show passing of time but also him settling into his identity. If he wasn’t a coward he’d grow it to mullet length

He and Beau are similar heights - 5′10/5′11. I love height differences in couples but I don’t think that suits them? They’re more likely to argue over who’s the taller one because the inch or so difference is so subtle they can’t even tell LMAO 

I know this man just has the ugliest fashion taste but like in good way? Like you know when you see a sweater in the store and you’re like that’s so UGLY I need it? 100% owns both of these:

I think he’d wear a lot of yellows/oranges/browns but also blues. Would love a brown corduroy or bomber jacket, or dark/moss green??

Jolie

The way she was LITERALLY meant to be the main antagonist and then I was like wait but she’s hot lol. Jolie is a very interesting character to me - she won’t be in the next update but she’ll be talked about a lot in the one after 👁️ (Not obvious in the excerpt but the idea is Dorothy’s listing the “colours” of Jolie)

High waisted, baggy jeans distressed at the knee; matching denim jacket rolled up to the elbow. Faded blue. Cheap band print shirt. Blondie. Kitchen scissor-cut fringe. Bleached – originally chestnut. Chipped nails. Cherry lacquer. Round glasses with scotch tape around the bridge. Silver. Triangular face, straight nose. Pale. No makeup besides red lips. Whatever the cheapest red shade at the drugstore was in 1984. Combat boots with heels nobody else would travel in, but Jolie would. Leather black. 5’2. She smiles at Dorothy with her teeth. Lipstick stains her incisors.

Jolie’s been the hardest to nail appearance wise and it honestly this picrew is the only thing that visualises what’s in my head. 

At 5′3 she’s the shortest out of these five. She’s plus sized, which is another thing I find a lot of picrews don’t show very well unfortunately

She bleaches her hair just before we meet her in the book, and later on we see her cut her hair into a messy mullet style, before that it was shoulder-length. Would never pay for a haircut because hairdressers cannot give her what she wants

A lot of her style is a blend between masculine and feminine. She has a very complicated relationship with her gender identity which she navigates through her expression but she does embrace some elements of femininity, although to her it’s redefined to suit her perception of it. Her style is very similar to Jamie’s from Bly Manor. I think she’d also be influenced by punk and rock fashion.

She’s a gardener and it shows, definitely the type to tuck a little flower behind her ear. 

Isaias 

No character description for him because I scrapped and am currently rewriting the whole chapter where he’s introduced so :( but I will make sure to include it in the next writing update! I love him, he has such pleasant vibes

There is one picture that is very similar to how I see him, especially because the person in it is wearing a denim jacket and an oversized denim jacket is an Isaias STAPLE. The only problem is the photo is in black and white, also I’d like to see him smile.

I’ve been struggling to nail his hair but the picrew shows it quite well, albeit in a cartoon style. It’s all about the long side part

Besides the denim jacket he wears a lot of turtlenecks when the weather allows it, otherwise he’s a big fan of dress shirts. Loves to wear deep blues and purples. Depending on the weather, he’d also layer up with two jackets over a dress shirt. On the flip side I can see him wearing a pastel coloured blazer as well, like lavender? LOVE that. 

He’s a pretty average height, not short and not very tall. Around 5′8? 

Pretty much always has some kind of bag/backpack with him because he likes to have his notebook on him at All Times. 

I’ll stop myself there because this is getting long! Like I said, I don’t have exact images in my head but I do have well, an image lmao. I do like the idea that people can develop their own image in their head too based on what I’ve described so I hope that was interesting! I’d also love to do some art of these guys so I can show better what I see, but unfortunately my tablet is at my dorm and I’m at home and we are on strict lockdown for the foreseeable future :( someday! 

#Anonymous #revelations revelations #omg i have to change the tag on all the posts ive made #thank god for xkit

[hopeshoodie]

I stopped playing HPHM ages ago as I got bored with it, but I might get back into it! Just need to either develop myself a proper character or use the one I’ve got. I ended up naming her after Marisol (I think, I’ve renamed her so many times!) I started playing it when it first came out then stopped for ages, then went back again, then stopped. But should I maybe go back to it? This is basically me rambling again, but I’m interested in what you like about it, and your favourite characters. I might go back to it, I don’t know. I’ve said that way too many times, as I really don’t know how to word this ramble thing, hopefully this makes at least some sense! Grr.

LOL I've definitely gone through periods of playing it a ton, then eased off, then played it a ton again. I really stopped when a big plot point happened in year six and it mad me so sad irl.

Also maybe unpopular opinion, but I don't care for Skye very much and think she was definitely in the wrong during the whole Erikah Rath debacle. Also!!! Snape still sucks ass!!!

I think my favorite sidequests was Penny trying to brew a potion to forget her trauma and Chiara's sidequests.

But since yall are giving me an opportunity to brag

This is Clara de la Brier (she's basically the kid version of my S1 MC, true) and I'm still obsessed with how jam city let us customize their noses

I think my favorite part of the game is collecting creatures- I love the mechanics of it and their animations are so dope. Clara's favorite is her Thestral named Zora and the bestest gnome in the whole world Romeo. Legit, I would die for Romeo.

(Also if anyone has name ideas for Moss, I've always thought he needed something better) I'm super hype to unlock the big dragons but getting books is so hard 😭😭😭

#hphm #not litg

[donnieluvsthings]

you have ocs??? 👀👀👀👀 do spill the tea if you're comfortable - boop

i have old vague OCs whose main personality traits are that they have superpowers but alfkaldls yes i have OCs!!! theyre from my phase where i only consumed superhero content for like a year at the beginning of high school but they exist i guess lol. u have opened a can of worms asking about this aldjaldla here’s me rambling:

so theres three main “stories,” the first is about Absolute Zero (an ice villain) and Unseen Shadow (a shadow hero...i’m bad at names okay), aka Kara and Travis. they dont have last names yet aldkaldl. basically they fall in love and kara’s not actually a horrible person she just has a tragic backstory yada yada yada its very basic actually

the second story is about a hero, Empathy (who’s like a telepath but with emotions instead of thoughts) and a villain, Remembrain (who’s,,, actually a telepath) aka Sam and Caleb. Caleb also goes by Remmy when he’s ~doing villain things~ bc his full alias is a mouthful alfjaldka. Sam uses they/she pronouns and kinda just likes everyone tbh, they dont care and dont have a specific label. and i’m just realizing i never thought about caleb. am i pulling an allurance and making his entire character based on his romance with sam?? jk jk he also has a backstory TM and actually the whole sam/caleb thing is very complicated. i rly need to sort out this storyline huh

then the FINAL story is about Callie, who is a hero (aka Chimera) along with her twin brother Leo (aka Griffin) ((the greek myth lion symbolism is strong with these two lol)) but plot twist! Callie is ALSO a villain (aka Prism) unbeknownst to her brother and her retired superhero dad so she lives a triple life whOaAaA. she doesnt have a love interest (yet?) but she is lesbian and ace

oh Sam and Kara are best friends irl and i havent decided if they know each others’ identities. they have a group of Normal Friends who dont have superpowers, but they literally just have names and thats it lol this whole world is not at all fleshed out and i need to add some more people probably idk how worldbuilding works

the overarching story for all three “books” is this earth powers guy named Dr. Moss or something and he’s been corrupted by the super genes so now he Thirsts Endlessly For More Power and all that classic supervillain stuff. theres a bunch of subplots but basically its just the main squad attempting to team up to take him down and breaking down what it means to be a “hero” and a “villain”

i told you i read a lot of basic superhero stories aldkaldlsl

#i forgot how to spell ‘label’ for like a full minute aldkald #donnieanswersthings #boop!! #uhhh #my ocs #i guess lol #not fandom