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family is encouraging me to get a formal autism diagnosis but honestly I'm a little bit afraid of it
I know it's just opening me up to harassment and discrimination, everything I've heard about getting one from other autistic people is negative and I'm worried it would make gender affirming care more difficult for me to pursue if I go that route
#if any other autistic people have input i'm all ears#actually autistic#autism#adhd#rox rumblings#me things
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can I just say. I have all the respect for bara artists in the world, lord knows they're a good source of reference for how to draw some Real Honkin' Hunks, but dear lord I can't tell if the joke is on me or what because what they consider "twink" is so far removed for an actual twink body type
don't get me wrong I see the importance of having attractive bodies other than just skinny lithe thin white man with pretty eyes but THIS
is not a twink. this is nowhere near a twink. that is just a slightly smaller buff man. hello??
I guess this is just the reverse of "g#nsh1n artist tries to draw bear"
#rox rumblings#me things#honestly ppl who draw Big Beefy Dudes have such strong masculine energy and it gives me gender envy#but drawing big people HARD#also whenever i dip my toe into spaces that gay men frequent i feel like i'm an outsider. like#i know i'm very physically feminine and i'm afab so i get this distinct feeling of 'You Are Being A Creepy Weirdo And Preying On Them.#They Will Not Accept You.'#anyway. yeah <3
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HOW DARE YOU SLANDER MY BOY'S NAME...
actually it’s libel because i didn’t say it out loud. get your legal wording right ibiot 🙄🙄🙄🙄
(also you know i’m right 😈)
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Earth 42!Miles x Reader
The buzzing of the drill was soon drowned out by the shattering glass.
Summary: After a talk with Miles, reader finds herself at the nail salon. She was treating herself, just as he had requested. But that self care day soon turns into much more. Part 1. Here
Warnings: A little angst? Violence | Cursing | Some spice I suppose. | I’m gonna warn y’all now, I do not speak Spanish fluently at all, so if anything is wrong grammatically please correct me. | I’m actually thinking of making this into a mini series? Maybe a part. 3 after this. Also! Open to some title ideas.
Miles kept his promise. He sent her money to get her nails done. Which is why now she sat in her usual salon, her friend Roxanne drilling at her nails. The salon was hidden deep within the city, a little hole in the wall. With New York in shambles, people had to find some sort of way to feel normal. “What design are we doing this time Y/N? Freestyle again?” Y/N shook her head at her pink haired friend, causing her Roxy to smirk. “Oh, I see. What’s the idea then?”
“Was thinking of doing purple and black. Maybe a little green.” Those were Miles signature colors. His prowler costume consisted of different shades of purple and black, and she was sure her friend could come up with something good. “Hm, that’s new. Alright whatever you say.” Roxy gave a fond smile before getting to work. As she did so, Y/N found herself pondering on what to do after getting her nails done. Maybe go get some food, check on a few friends, avoid the crooks on every street. Possibly invite Miles over for a late night rendezvous. She sighed at the thought. She was completely smitten with the guy.
As time went by, and Roxy made quick progress, a low rumble began to stir beneath their feet. Followed by the loud roar of an engine. She traded a look with Roxy, who had a brow raised in suspicion. “You feel that too?” She questioned as the drill buzzed just above Y/Ns nail. “Yeah, what the hell is that?” She replied to the woman with dyed hair. It wasn’t just the two who noticed. Most people within the nail salon glanced around, concerned and confused by the sudden rumbling. The same rumbling that suddenly stopped. “Maybe it’s construction.” Roxy chimed, doing her best to stay optimistic. Then she got right back to work. The drill buzzed, shaving down the black base of the nail. “What’s got you so preppy? You still with that guy?” Y/N flushed at the question, her gaze averting from Roxy’s. “Yeah, we’re still together. He’s a really good guy, just really busy.” She fawned. “That’s good, glad you’re doing well girl. Was getting worried about you after the whole..” Roxy’s voice trailed off, and Y/N took this as a chance to cut in, “I’m fine Rox, he makes me feel happy. I promise.” She gave her a look of confirmation and Roxanne only nodded.
The atmosphere of the salon was pleasant, relaxing. She found herself spacing out, her eyes focusing in on nothing too important while she lightly bopped her head to the music playing in the background. Then the rumbling returned, and much louder this time around. It sounded close, too close for comfort. Following the noise, her eyes landed on an incoming cop car. She could barely make out the sparking metal of the rim where the missing tire was before the car skidded onto the it’s side and tumbled into the big front window of the salon. The crashing of glass filled the shop, along with the blaring siren and tumbling debris. Y/N ducked down at the sight of the crash, pulling Roxy along with her as the broken down car came to a slow stop in the middle of the salon.
Amidst the carnage, she could faintly make out the crumpled figure of a cop within the drivers seat. She had no clue who the guy was. In fact, she had no clue what was even going on. All she knew was the salon was in utter ruins, and the car was spilling oil into a large puddle beneath it. She felt overwhelmed by the sight. By the sirens ringing in her ears, by the smoke rising from the cars engine. “Holy fuck..Rox we gotta get out of here!” She half whispered half shouted. Her hand found Roxy’s, giving it a light tug as she led the shell shocked woman to the wide opening left by the car. “Hurry up girl..! I’m not trying to die here..” She almost hissed. As they made their way past the wrecked car, the smoke from the debris and vehicle flooded their lungs. Roxy began to cough, heavy and intense. This would’ve caught her attention if the incoming villain didn’t. He was large, bulky, and clad in dark angular armor. His aura oozed superiority, while his hardly visible eyes were stuck on the cop unconscious in the car. It would seem the armored man had a target. With this new found knowledge (assumption), she made haste towards the exit, somehow managing to slither out without catching the attention of the man in armor. “Rox..we gotta get out of here man. Before that big dude spots us..” She muttered as they hid behind large pieces of debris. Her eyes took a glance over the fallen pieces of building, the sight of the man approaching the car bringing a sort of relief to her. “What are you talking about Y/N? We can’t leave that cop in there. That guy will kill him..!” Y/Ns jaw slacked, shocked by her friends desire to rush into danger. “The hell are you talking about? We’ll be squashed like bugs if we go in there..” She found Roxy’s arm, and have it a harsh squeeze as she tried to get the woman to stay back. Though it would seem to be pointless. Roxy was already slipping away and sneaking her way back into the building.
Y/Ns hands found her hair. Her fingers tugged at the root as she watched frantically as her friend entered the building once more. “What the hell am I supposed to do. I can’t fight that dude he’s fucking huge..and I’ll be caught if I-“ She paused mid sentence as she came to a realization. And soon she was dialing Miles’ number, hoping that the fool would answer his phone.
“Please pick up..please..fuck.” Click, “Yeah, what’s up ma?”
“Oh thank fuck-“ A breath of relief left her now chapped lips, she had never been so thankful to hear his voice. “Miles, baby, you need to come quick!.. I was getting my nails done and then a cop car bursted through the damn window..now some big armor dude is about to kill him and my friend is trying to be a hero tryna save him..” Her words were quick, breathy, and frantic. And Miles immediately took notice of this. “Im..im at my usual place. Need you to hurry.” She whispered into the phone as she attempted to peek over to the scene that was unfolding.
“I’m on my way now.” Was all she received from her boyfriend. She wanted to respond, truly. But her tongue was tied, and her friend was about to be fighting for her life. Roxy had managed to get the cop out of the car, now dragging him out as quickly as she could, slippery streams of oil leaving a trail behind. “Cmon Rox..” She had long forgotten about her phone, and found herself at a crossroads. Should she help, be the good person she was raised to be? Or should she sit there and do nothing? She gulped, her hand visibly shaking around her phone as she mentally began to hype herself up. She had no clue what the rhino was doing this in the middle of the day, or any clue why he was only after the cop. But what she did know was that her friend was in danger. “Y/N? What’re you about to do?” She heard from the other side of the line. However, she didn’t reply. Instead she rushed over, still crouched down behind rubble as she made her way inside. “Rox! Rox..cmon grab his heavy ass and let’s get the hell out of here.” She cursed out as she found the man’s arm and tugged him away from the car, he was much more heavy than she had anticipated. “Thank you Y/N.” Roxy replied before tugging at the cops other arm. They worked to pull him out as quickly as possible, but the rhino took notice of this. His hard glare turned deadly, and he visibly uttered something inaudible to the panicking woman. “Hurry! Hurry!”
He growled, his head lowering as he changed positions. At first, she wasn’t sure what he was doing, and then she realized. He was charging, at them.
She dropped the cops arm and attempted to pull Roxanne off of the cop, her movements quick and frantic. And she almost budged, but it would seem as though shock had gotten to her, her grip unbreakable. “Roxy cmon!” She screamed, shrill with panic. They were going to die. They were going to die in a broke down nail salon because her friend wanted to save a cop. Y/Ns eyes slammed shut as she waited for the inevitable. Her breath caught in her throat at the incoming impact, but it never came. Instead the crash of another vehicle caused her ears to ring, followed by large hands shaking her out of her fear. “Hey. Hey you okay? Talk to me!” Her eyes shot open, her hands coming up to wrap around the figures wrists. “M- Mil- prowler.” She was absolutely relieved to see him, to hear that robotic filter on his voice as she stared at his mask. “I’m..okay..where’s uhm.” She took a moment, swallowing as she gathered herself. Her heart was still pounding in her chest, and her body was shaking with unease. She swallowed, spit wetting her dry mouth. Quickly she collected herself. “Roxy, where’s Roxy? And that cop?”
“They’re fine, but we gotta go before that dude wakes up. Cmon.” He said as he turned around and pulled her onto his back. She didn’t bother arguing, she didn’t have the energy. Somehow, Miles managed to drag all three of them out of the crash sight and far enough out of harms way. It was a dingy alley way, trash and other none-sense tossed around. Y/N was still resting on his back, her cheek pressed against his shoulder as her arms wrapped around his neck. “Thought I was gonna die back there.” She uttered the words, but he heard them loud and clear. “Nah, I would never let that happen. You know that mami. I called the cops for your friend and that man. You’re coming home with me.” He wasn’t asking, he was telling, and she was perfectly fine with that.
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Miles slipped into his apartment through the window, and trudged inside. He tossed his metal gauntlet onto the floor, his hands free to lay her onto his bed. The plush mattress underneath her body managing to relax her muscles. Miles didn’t join her in bed immediately. Instead he was packing his suit up along with his gauntlets, before stepping back over. Now in a simple black tank top and sweats. His gaze was soft, solemn even. His hand found a strand of her hair, fiddling with it as he watched her cautiously. “Wanna go clean up? I can start a bath or shower for you..” He asked as he took a seat on the bed beside her.
“Yeah, all this damn dust and sweat is gonna make me look a hot mess.” He gave a small chuckle at her joke, though he wasn’t all to amused by the entire situation. He figured it was best to get her comfortable before talking about anything. “Ight. Cmon then ma.” His hands went under her body, picking her up princess style and bringing her over to the bathroom. “I’ll bring you a towel and wash cloth, just gimme a sec.” He gently set her down, his hand lingering on her arm before he left only to briefly return.
“I left some clothes for you on the counter.” He mentioned before placing a kiss upon her forehead and departing from the restroom. She smiled, thankful for his presence. And soon she hopped in the shower. It was relaxing, the hot water pattering gently across her skin. The feeling of cleanliness as she washed the remainders of the day away.
Eventually, she was hopping out of the shower and putting the clothes he had given her on. It wasn’t anything special. Just a pair of his shorts and a shirt, but it felt special to her. Y/N made her way through Miles (Rio’s) apartment, finding her way into the kitchen to snatch up a few snacks. Thankfully Mrs. Morales was fast asleep in her room, so she went without questioning. Y/N made her way back to Miles’ room, entering and shutting the door behind her. His room was mature, calm colors, basic necessities. The usual stuff. Plus his punching bag that she played with on the occasion. From the windows opening, she could see the moons light shining through. She was a bit surprised to see how dark it had gotten. But, she had no issue with it. Not when she was still alive. She gave Miles a faint smile, “Don’t think I’ve ever been so thankful for a shower.” She chimed jokingly as she set the snacks down onto the bedside table. Then she plopped back down on his bed and wrapped herself up in his blanket. Miles was currently standing in front of his closet, fiddling with a glove from his suit as though he was contemplating something. This caught her attention. Sitting up, she sighed. “So, how exactly did you beat that guy?” She inquired, which caused his eyes to meet hers.
“Threw my motorcycle at him. Knocked him down long enough to get you out.” He said before tossing his glove onto his desk chair and making his way over to the bed. Her jaw was wide at his explanation, surprised at his confession. “Your motorcycle? Are you serious babe? That’s fucking crazy.” He only smirked as his hands intruded the blanket and his arms wrapped firmly around her torso. “I’ll just make another one with Unc.” His weight caused her to fall back on his bed, her head now snug in his pillow. His arms felt comforting around her as his head rested on her chest, his soft breaths managing to calm her down. Her hands found his hair, now fiddling with the ends of his braids. Sure, it wasn’t her first time seeing them, but she certainly thought the style suited him well. “I like them, they’re cute.” She said, which caused him to shift and rest his chin on her chest. He had a satisfied look on his face, one only a victor would wear.
“Knew you did. Mom thought they made me look weird, but eh, I think I like them.”
“Good, they suit you.” She nodded in agreement. They sat in silence for a moment, watching each other with gentle eyes. Her hands scratched lightly at his scalp, managing to make his eyes shut. It would seem that the only time Miles could truly allow himself to feel vulnerable, was around her. After a few minutes of pleasant silence, Miles spoke again, his tone much more serious. “Me dejaste preocupado mami..” He muttered, his words muffled as he burried his face back into her chest. This made her heart ache, her brows knitting with concern. “Mi vida, I’m okay now. You saved me..and my friend. Thank you.” He shook his head. “Next time you run. Call me, I’ll help your little friends. For now though, you’re my main priority.” He proclaimed before sitting up from her chest and leaning up to kiss her lips. “I’m serious Y/N. You run.” He spoke against her lips.
“Okay..” She mumbled, her eyes shut and her hands resting on his jaw. Her lips grazed his, the distance growing tantalizingly close. And finally he pressed back into her, lips meshing into hers as his hands traversed her sides. “So glad you’re okay..” He said in a hushed manner as he poured his love into every movement. His kisses slowly began to lower, finding her neck, then her collar bone, and- she hissed. Wincing beneath him, her body tensed and he froze. His hard stare lingered on her, awaiting a sign to stop or continue. “Sorry, think I got a bruise or something. You can keep going Miles.” He didn’t. Not there.
His hands found her legs, now pulling her thighs apart just enough to get closer to her. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, the anticipation of what’s to happen making her giddy with excitement. “Relajate, Y/N. You’re tired and need to rest.” He said as he shifted them around, the two of them now lying on their sides wrapped in one another’s arms. This caused her to sigh, a frown on her face as she glared up at him. “Don’t look at me like that. You just went through a lot, don’t want you hurting yourself more.” He said as he tugged the blanket over their forms.
“Next time don’t start it if you’re not gonna finish it Miles.” She scoffed before scooting into his chest, his familiar scent drawing a small grin from her. “Who said I wouldn’t finish it mami? Just letting you get better first.” She could feel him smirk against her head as he rested his face against the crown of it. His words were enough to silence her, along with the sudden depletion of adrenaline. The two snuggled together, the soft blankets paired with the warmth of one another was enough to make them dreary. “Fine..Goodnight, love you Miles.”
“Te amo ma.”
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#x reader#spider man x reader#spider man across the spiderverse spoilers#spider man across the spider verse#prowler#miles morales prowler#earth 42 miles morales x reader#earth 42#fluff
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I don't even know what day it is
(It's day 20)
(Specifically of reading homestuck)
Point and click with John wahoo
What are we just going to the crashed car and moving on?
Oh it just wouldn't let me click the arrow for a bit I see
Hi Roxy!
Elevatorstuck, with Meows
sup
I so very badly want to know what their options actually were 👀👀👀
So "something something loss" was the other option great to know x)
Not to be a filthy little Legend of zelda fan in the honestuck live react but this is such "fanon idea Link of link's awakening waking up from the dream and having to battle with himself over whether it was even real" vibes
Off we go, into the blank ass yonder x)
"Rumble royal with mangaka dudebro, lord of the shitwanks" gotta love roxy
John this is very much not the right place or time
WOAH PASSWORD STUFF?
I also can't believe that worked
Vriska and Meenah's friendship is very cute
Slowly rotating horse cylinder
SGDJHDGDJ TEREZI DRAWING HER OWN CHALK OUTLINE LMAOOO
Hi dead Jane!
YES MORE TROLLSONAS
Making OCs at the drop of a hat is self care you can't change my mind because I'm right
Oh fuck you Terezi, I do have to remember the numbers in the passwords >:/
"Ooh, look! Another space tragedy."
Popped into a girl's bedroom, stole a stuffed dragon, nbd
snif
"you don't need him." Well that's vague
Oho? This Jane's story is different than I remember
Oh yeah this is way different
Oh damn funeral time
That I'd such a shallow grave, Rox
The witness has been deployed
HMM THATS A VERY SUSPICIOUS SHADOW
John your extra notes are worrying me
HONK
Uh oh the girlies tripped off a cliff
They rollin
I swear if they do the cheesy "whu oh we fell on top of eachother guess we gotta kiss" thing
GODDAMIT
CUEBALL GO AWAY FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU
HELL YEAH JOHN FUCK HER UP
Oh gosh Terezi stop trying to grab the scarf
Karkat is here
Everything is falling apart again aw beans
Ah how I miss when Karkat could be angry about stupid things instead of life threatening things 😌
Awww John and Roxy are holding hands
Aw fuck, bye bye everything I guess
shes8ack, whatever that means
Dang we got the monument valley music and everything
NO JADE I WANT TO KNOW THE WHO DAMMIT
Oh they're not dead?
Vriska!
Okay I guess it has been a while since Caliborn's Fuck Around and Find Out Hour
Homosuck Swan Song
I don't appreciate that Caliborn has apparently drawn pictures of Callies supposed safe space
STOP MOTION?
Shit, this is actually good stop motion! Congrats on developing your style Caliborn (but also fuck u)
"IT LOOKED LIKE I COULD USE MY RAINBOW SEIZURE FIELD TO OVERPOWER HIS MASSIVE GAY HOPE BUBBLE. ALAS."
Yogurtboner
SFJSGDKDJJDKDH CAL CONSPIRACY SEQUENCE
Vriskagram
Okay fine Vriska you're off my shitlist since you've been being a good girl
Help this is too cute
I find it funny how Vriska was so important to shit not going sideways but I still do not appreciate her self-centeredness lol
Them
Lalonde reunionnnn
I just want to mention that we have yet to see Dave bleat like a goat unless I'm stupid and missed it
Piss
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" Rox, just to feed my ego ... if you saw another gal flirting with me, what would you do ? " - Rivor to Roxy ~
UNPROMPTED ASKS - Always Accepting!
"I'll fucking kill her." A quick snarl was shot from her lips, growling rumbling from her throat. "Nobody flirts with you and fucking gets away with it. I'm not gonna allow it. Not on my fucking turf."
#separated-at-danger-muses#✨{𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔢𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡; (𝔞𝔰𝔨 𝔞𝔫𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡)#✨{𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔶 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 ℑ'𝔪 𝔲𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔦𝔱 - 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔪; (𝔯𝔬𝔵𝔶)#✨{𝔞 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡’𝔰 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔶; 𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔬𝔯 & 𝔯𝔬𝔵𝔶}#// *ANGY#// *everyone is competition to her
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“MCR Drops new song!”
*the ground rumbles*
*the wolves howl*
Ebony Darkn’ess Dementia Raven Way arises from her slumber.
“MCR ROX!!!!”
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[ALL UNITS CONVERTED TO LOCAL UNITS]
9:22 AM - Location Systems Offline
Alarms are blaring, everyone’s running around the ship frantically, and I lost Bella. I think she's on deck 504, but that’s a lot of area to search when the ship’s falling out of the sky. Man, I should not be making a log now. Ugh, I gotta find her soon...
BELLA! Oh, thank goodness you’re ok!
*intense rumble*
#ALERT# #ALERT# #ATMOSPHERIC ENTRY DETECTED#
Ok, we found each other- now let’s get to a pod.
Yeah.
#ALERT# #ALERT# #ESTIMATED 3 MIJSHGSGJSKSKJSKKKK#
Ok- wow- these crash couches are comfortable.
So… I guess now we just wait for imp-UGH!
9:22 PM - Xenobiology Lab 37
Ugh, I definitely want to work in engineering instead of botany. Tomorrow I’ll try and set up an internship down there.
Hey, that’s ok. You don’t need to like the first thing you try.
I guess so. *yawns* ok, I’m kinda done for today. Want to head back to the quarters?
Yea, definitely.
10:41 PM - Quarters
I know we've been here for a few weeks now, but I still can't belive I'm working onboard the Puer Magnus, like, the biggest ship humanity has ever made- and I'm on it!
Honestly? Same. I mean, I know they were basically accepting anyone by the end but it's still so cool. Although I wasn't expecting us to head so far from Alliance space so fast.
Fair, and same. It is cool exploring deep space- especially in xenobiology. Speaking of biology, I need to cancel my biology internship and set something up with engineering. Xenobio is cool, but not quite my cup of tea.
Makes sense, but I'll stick with bio.
Fair.
*light shake*
#This is Captain Dux, we have a small energy drain in engineering, and we are asking for a temporary suspension of non-essential high-energy work.#
Hey, I can probably help with that tomorrow- but that's for another day. Talk to you tomorrow.
We live in the same room, remember?
Right, heh.
Good night.
7:03 AM - Quarters
*beep beep beep beep beep*
*vvvvvvv*
*beep beep beep bee-*
uuuugh morningggg...
saaaaaame...
what time is it... OH FRICK! I have to be there in 27 minutes!
ok... I'll head down to engineering in a bit...
see you later. *blows kiss*
byeeee...
9:00 AM - Quarters
Computer, lift to Engineering.
*ding*
Well, that was fast.
9:02 AM - Main Engineering
Ok, make this quick- we're a bit busy here.
Worked in xenobio, now I want to help in engineering.
Great, we need help. Get over to that station over there.
Wha- that's it?
Yeah. Major power drain problems across the boa-
*intense rumble*
What the heck was that?
We're scraping the top of the atmosphere, and our stationkeeping thrusters aren't going over 12%.
How do I-
*explosion shakes the ship*
#ALERT# #ALERT# #HULL BREACH ON DECK 12#
#ALERT# #ALERT# #THRUSTERS OFFLINE#
What the... how could this happen...
#This is Dux! All nonessential personnel prepare for evacuation. DO NOT evacuate, but PREPARE to.#
Alf to Rox, how's the comp core?
Rox?
ROX?
You-
Bella.
Bella, get to deck 504. Check the computer core.
On it.
9:08 AM - Deck 504
Chief Alfred, the core appears mostly offline.
How could it-
*intense rumble*
#ALERT# #ALERT# #UNRECOVERABLE TRAJECTORY DETECTED#
#This is Dux. Evacuate. Evacute now. Rendezvous in orbit if you can, bu- kkkkkzkzzkkzkzkk#
Oh man, I need to find Kylie...
9:22 AM - Location Systems Offline
Ok, so she should be just around this corner...
BELLA! Oh, thank goodness you’re ok!
*intense rumble*
#ALERT# #ALERT# #ATMOSPHERIC ENTRY DETECTED#
Ok, we found each other- now let’s get to a pod.
Yeah.
#ALERT# #ALERT# #ESTIMATED 3 MIJSHGSGJSKSKJSKKKK#
Ok- wow- these crash couches are comfortable.
So… I guess now we just wait for imp-UGH!
??:?? ?? - Location Systems Offline
Ugh... what time is it? Where are-
Oh no...
We crashed. what the heck do we do now?
I have no idea...
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wrote this bc procrastinating HW :)
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Character Idea #1
For my first character I want a golem kind of character and I want it to relate to a controller rumble so I was thinking of having the golem slam on the ground which would cause the controller to rumble.
This is T-Rox from my singing monsters and what it does it stomp on the ground to produce sounds. What I like about this is the design it looks very natural.
This is a Thwomp from Mario this was also in the game that I got my inspiration from. What this does is also slam on the ground but it uses its entire body. What I like about this is how it looks angry all the time.
I would probably want my golem to look similar to this it's not got a lot going on with colors. I like the design and how simple it looks with the dots for eyes.
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covered for a bathroom break, rox instead finds feet carrying her towards the snack bar, where lily sat miserably behind the counter. an unusually slow day for 75 and sunny ⸺ something in the forecast must have looked off. their time had been spent staring across the small path at one another ― shouting conversation back and forth when there was no one around ― and helping out the straggling hourly customer. the day thus far had been boring to say the least, the rare moments of quiet filled with endless scrolling on her phone. ❝ did you hear that kid tell me to go fuck myself? ❞ thumb pointed over her shoulder towards the booth she'd come from with a shrug of her shoulder ; the kid in question making his way down the short boardwalk to the sand with uninterested parents lagging behind. when she turns back to @hrtached, the look on her face is a strange mixture of horrified amusement. ❝ i just told him he had to wait for an adult. ❞ arms prop themselves against the countertop, weight leaning against her elbows as a single foot kicks out behind her. stomach rumbles as the scent of cold fries fills her nose. ❝ are you closing tonight? ❞
#＆. roxanne conner ‚ interaction .#＆. roxanne conner ‚ closed .#this is too real and i both love and hate it#hrtached#this is sO CRINGE and months old bc i definitely wrote it while at work#idek what that starter call is anymore but whatever<3#do u even still want this????#bro it was finished in my drafts i just had to format it#i suck#anyway
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I NEED MONEY FOR FOOD!! AND RENT!
I will draw! Whatever you want for $15! It'll be a clean sketch, but it can be fullbody! Your fursona, a video game character, a cat smoking a cigar, I do not care!!! Make it $30 and I will fill up a page of my sketchbook with doodles of whatever you want!! Yes, ANYTHING you want!! Just DM me! I also do NSFW/kink!
art examples below
#commissions#art commissions#commissions open#artists on tumblr#art#art comms#art comms info#art comms open#rox rumblings#me things#my normal commission sheet isn't attractive much attention so hopefully this'll work?#*attracting
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[kicks your door down]
EDGAR DAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDGAR IT'S EDGAR DAY I PROBABLY FORGOT I SCHEDULED THIS A YEAR AGO HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDGAR !!!
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I know I haven't said much about it, but legitimately, "running away" was one of the most pivotal life decisions I've ever made. Probably THE first major life decision I've made, and also the best. If you have an opportunity to go, leave. Get out of there. If you are not safe at home, emotionally, physically, whatever, and you're able to leave, do it. It's going to suck such major ass for a while because you're going to have to deal with the scars they've left on you, but I wholeheartedly, full-throatedly, with-my-chest promise you that it is going to be better. You're going to be better. If you have the privilege of being able to escape, no matter how difficult it feels, then RUN.
#whatever you leave behind is not your responsibility. sometimes you're gonna have a fucked relationship with the siblings you 'abandoned'#but they have to understand that you had to leave. and that you were actively fighting to take them with you the entire time#it's okay to be selfish. you need to be selfish to start to recover.#if you have to be homeless please look up and do your research on local resources first. plan things out.#i was lucky enough to have family who'd been waiting years and years for this moment to happen#if you can go and have your college dorm as a safe haven then absolutely take that chance#if you can go and rent an apartment with the money from your job then take that chance#plan shit. do it. even if your brain fights you. you do not want to be out there without proper precautions or else you could end up-#-seriously fucked over.#also i know i'm encouraging people to get out but in equal measure:#if it isn't safe to leave you are not lesser for staying.#if it's winter and you can't be out there alone you are not complicit in your own abuse yk?#if you have family you CANNOT leave behind like extremely young siblings then you are not at fault for staying.#i was lucky enough to be able to leave quickly and (relatively) painlessly and i'm aware that not everybody can do that#sometimes staying IS the better choice. but that's a choice YOU have to make not me#assess your situation properly. are you staying for your own safety or because you're scared?#etc etc. obviously take all of this with a grain of salt i don't have all the life experience in the world just what little i have#also: prepaid phones are a godsend. MRIs. canned food. make sure to have first aid kits if needed. plan ahead. have a stash somewhere safe#rox rumblings#me things
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we always need more lesbians in any kind of fandom ever. JUST saying
#now that dove has Opened My Eyes i can see how bad it is and how much we need them shisgsibskshs#like i knew a lot of fandom content in general is male-focused but i didn't notice it was to this extent#straight and mlm shipping is EVERYWHERE and there is Naught A Droplet of wlw for the most part imho#yet again this is from an outsider's perspective bc i'm not a very active participant in any fandoms#rox rumblings#me things#anyway women should kiss and also kill more that's my conclusion
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hey!
my name's rox. I'm a disabled artist working a part time job that stresses the shit out of me. my depression is, quite frankly, debilitating. but I don't want to spend the entire post going into excruciating detail about how difficult it is for me to get out of bed in the morning. the point is, I'm autistic, have PTSD, ADHD, social anxiety, and major depression, and all of that makes it hell for me to try and do anything. I'm also bisexual, aroace, and trans.
all of that is fine and dandy, except I need to find housing before the beginning of March or else getting to work will become nearly impossible/extremely expensive for me. I'm struggling to find a roommate right now so I can afford an apartment. a cat friendly apartment in a decently safe area is all I want.
if you have any money to spare, and I understand times are rough given the GENOCIDES going on, the state of the US financially, etc etc, I'd appreciate it extremely very very very very much.
ca$h@pp: $carbonatedkitty
p@yp@l: [email protected]
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would y'all cancel me if I thought about Edgar and Jack in the helluva universe
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