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swordheld · 8 months

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how did u choose your username?

oh, this is a fun one!! i think i considered being swordtold at first, for that very ancient myth vibe of the sword being this narrative tool for adventure and structure and physical time, the parable being passed down through the centuries until it meddles into modern day rhetoric and ideology – a kind of fantastical tool, a spark of magic, of possibility.

i like the arc of the story of a place being physical / having it be held by time and hand alike, wearing with the years and having it become something different to each holder, each reader, each experience fantastical and individual.

having that kind of physicality to it; swordheld is the action of taking up and holding the sword yourself, choosing your own narrative, leading your own story. self-identity has always been something i struggle with (a novel concept i know, i know), so it felt right for this blog, since most of my older blogs before this one have been just me silently reblogging and never really posting anything myself, and i wanted this to be the change to that.

i've always had trouble wranging my social anxiety, esp. on the internet, and previously thought that keeping my words to myself helped keep the timeline cleaner, in a way, no messy thoughts for others to sort through, especially ones i believed no one would want to read anyway? but it never felt right, keeping myself apart from it all, esp. not in the way i so avidly enjoyed reading others' posts and additions, keeping their words close to my heart.

i wanted it to reflect that this was a space i was holding for myself? and i'm a little slow on the uptake sometimes, but this - this i think i got right. i love being here, on this blog, and the joy that it brings me. everyone else enjoying it too has been a wild ride that i never expected, and still surprises me, one that brings a little extra thrill to my heart whenever i think about it.

i had other urls that i liked, but i didn't want this blog to be tied directly to any of my fandom/story interests, since i wanted it to really just be a sort of archive of artistic inspiration and resource, like a little library or museum. i use them now as lil sideblogs of more niche interests now, which is rather lovely.

it hasn't always felt like it fit perfectly, the way that i'd like, but for some reason i can't think of really wanting to change it anytime soon. it feels mythic yet modern in a way that feels like puzzle pieces finally slotting into their place, something my own and inspirational to me, like a lantern i'm holding to make my way by. my own kind of light, if that makes sense – a star i know by name.

#q&a.#birdsong.#all of this is truly just a way to say: it's your blog! it's your party! do what you like if it makes you happy!! (and doesn't hurt anyone!#live your dreams!!!!!! do your own thing truly it is worth it. which feels silly and cheesy inspirational talk vibes but u kno. it's right #thank u for ur question tho !!! it's been so long that i don't really remember exactly what the beginning of it all was?#it wasn't always my url for this blog esp. in the beginning but i've forgotten what that was ghjk so sorry dear anon !#like little flashes of a story in my memory i have to make out / like steam or fog on a window pane. blurry and unclear?#but now it feels more intentional / almost like watercolor! something that mixes itself into a new thing; bright and bursting w/ it all.#i hope this answers ur question nicely all the same tho <3 #i always on habit write out lantern as lanturn so this is an unintentional shout out to one of my fav pokemon love u lanturn !!#some of these things i truly do just write out bc i know it'll make me laugh later if i ever come back to it. lil joys for ur future self !#and that IS a reference to the dickinson poem ' i am out with lanterns looking for myself ' it is in my brain always ! ! thank u ! !

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papiermachearm · 21 days

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Dan's poster just arrived today and I think I found the perfect place for it

Dan and Phil really couldn't be more different huh

#dan and phil #dan howell #phil lester #we're all doomed #wad #the future is bright #youtubers #funny #(i hope)

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httpiastri · 6 months

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i can’t even begin to explain how happy i am about this

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alchemicaladarna · 1 month

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Well...Happy 1 year of QSMP I guess...

There's just no easy way to say anything about everything that's been happening the past few weeks and everything that's happened since yesterday because it's a fucking dumpster fire and I'm just so tired of it all to be honest...

But this post isn't about that.

I still want to celebrate this server's first year anniversary because of how much it means to me personally. I made a post talking about how I initially started watching the qsmp (two days early 💀) but I'll reiterate what I've always said:

That despite all the problems of the server, despite all the damage that has been done, never forget what it has managed to achieve and hopefully continues to achieve in the future, under better conditions.

The QSMP's mission was to unite people from all over the world to play together and be friends despite speaking different languages and having different cultures. It united communities and formed friendships across the globe. Personally, achieving that takes more than just sticking random people in the same room together because it's about making genuine connections that could last a lifetime. And the qsmp achieved that. I'll never stop saying this because despite all its glaring problems, the qsmp is revolutionary for all the good it has managed to do.

Ok, like think about the translations alone. I'm using Bad as an example because he's the only one so far that I've seen do this but, BBH has set up live translations of multiple languages on his screen so non-english speakers can still understand his streams and his vods even if he's not playing on the qsmp. That wouldn't have happened without the QSMP's influence. That's fucking incredible!

Think about all the CC's and admins that became friends after meeting on the server. Former admins like Lumi (Pomme) and Shade (Dapper) still talking to Bad on his chat and watching his stream. That's still really awesome! Not to mention all the amazing collaboration projects with many qsmp members outside minecraft like Ordem Paranormal and Liar Liar, to name a few.

Look, the last three weeks have been extremely difficult on everyone. I myself am tired of the situation and scrolling through the tag, especially after yesterday, just makes me sad tbh. For the first time since these weeks, I felt so despondent and shocked about everything. It got to the point where, after Shade and Lumi announced their departure, I called my mom and broke down sobbing and vented about the whole admin situation. And bless her heart, my mom actually listened and I'm going to share the advice she gave me:

"Let them fix the problem. Let the company do the restructuring they need to do because right now, it sounds like they have a lot of problems to fix. It's going to take a long time before things can go back to any sense of normalcy, so while they do that, focus on yourself for now. If you're so invested in all the problems of this online world, maybe it's time to step back for now. Maybe it's time to focus on the real world."

And well, she's right. I've been so upset about the situation that my mental health wasn't faring well because of it. Yesterday was kind of a wake up call for me I guess?

I've been in this fandom for 10 months now. It's the longest time I've been invested in a community and qsmp has and will always have a special place in my heart. But I think it's time to let go and move on for now. I'll keep my hopes up and hope that the future is bright, and the qsmp will continue because it has so much potential to achieve more greatness, but I'll leave the project to rest and focus on other endeavors for now.

I'll be posting art and checking in on stuff from time to time, and of course, I'll be watching BBH, but it might be time to depart and say, "Thanks for everything, and I'll see you later."

Most people will be ashamed to mention the fandoms they've been a part of when they were younger, but 10 years from now, if anyone ever asks if I was a part of the qsmp fandom, I'll gladly say yes and tell all the good stories I have about it.

I love the community we made here on qsmpblr, and if I trust the QSMP's mission of uniting people, then I trust that, no matter what happens, this community will be here when I return.

Because...Despite everything, it's all about love, right? And no matter what happens, the love is still there, and will always be.

Thank you for the journey <33

#qsmp #no matter what happens itll be ok #we'll all be ok i promise #sorry for the long post but i wanted to post my thoughts #i have hope for a new and bright future #like pomme said: its not an ending but rather the beginning of a new chapter #so thank you everyone for making the qsmp the most wonderful experience anyone can have #i'll probs be here to reminisce about certain moments and memories that i truly cherish #even tho we all went thru a fucking avalanche i still want to celebrate today at least #above all pls continue making fanart animations fics theories and analyses etc #and pls continue giving love and support to the admins<333

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fizzybizzy · 7 months

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Infinite as a character is so interesting because he is his own downfall, like it's not even sonic himself or the avatar/Gadget, just himself and his own self destruction. Most villains are either beaten smartly by the protagonists or are overpowered or something else in that category but Infinite loses from his own agonies that he refuses to confront, such that his destruction & defeat is entirely avoidable if he went about it in literally any different way.

Infinite's theme is just hyping himself up to be this Big Bad as an effort to mask his insecurities and inferiority-- this complex of his. He's insecure. So his theme is the complete opposite of that. And yet he still fails despite having the most omnipotent power at his side (Phantom Ruby.) He cannot properly harness this power so his attempts at victory smolders in failure. He's tied so much of his identity and staked his whole being and hopes on this one thing in the pursuit of revenge and now it's all he has, but he barely even has it now because he lost.

#are my insane ramblings about my blorbo eligible. are they understandable. do I make sense. am i repeating myself. i love Infinite a lot.#he burns bright and burns terribly. he dug in his own grave too.#I hope he returns in a future title and gets elaborated on and it has a better writing team at the helm bc god does infinite deserve it.#he IS the king of missed potential after all.#Infinite the Jackal #essay #..would this count as one?#technically is a character analysis.

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hwaitham · 27 days

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luckie clover for each of my dear pals . .

#𓈒 ۫ 𝓹𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓮 𐂯 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓼 ₊⠀ೀ #permission 2 be sappy for a rllie quick moment ??#it is just ! such a gift to know u all ! ! muties n regular non - nons n quiet frens on here alike . .#i miss each of you every single day n im so grateful that we get to spend time together on this spiritual plane < 3 #u all each shine a light in my life in ur own individual precious ways n i am so ! ! starstruck !#so in awe ! that the universe gave us the privilege of getting to experience each other ! ! 🥺#u mean the absolute world to me n i kno i say it a lot but i rllie do love u ! ! !#ur love n friendship n kindness is what keeps me smiling n i hope mine cn do the same for u in return :<#keep radiating U ! ! ! i cant wait for us to meet again in future lifetimes ♡#Sorrie for this silly post buuuut . . it is js so bright outside n im sitting on the balcony n can see ppl sailing on the lake n like !#im Alive ! Weee are alive ! ! together ! walking hand in hand under the same sky !#no matter what the sun will alwys come again to shine down on us :-D

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anonymouspuzzler · 8 months

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this may sound odd to ask (and it probably is i am so sorry) , but do you have any advice for becoming an adult and coming to terms with growing up? 😭 im going to be a junior in high school soon and im just scared because my teen years are slipping away before my very eyes 😓

I hope this sounds more comforting than callous, but to be honest with you... it doesn't matter! teen years are just Years. you have so many more ahead of you, and you're going to be able to do things you couldn't or wouldn't do now! and it can be tough, because especially at the age you're at, every single day feels like The Most Important Day Of Your Life and the things you think and feel and do can feel all-encompassing. but nothing is slipping away! you're here, and you're You, and there is so much more You ahead of you!!

this is the most Nothing and Stereotypical Advice, but it's true: take it day by day. what's one thing you have to get done today? what's one thing you WANT to get done today? what's a kindness you can do for yourself and others? what's something new, maybe even scary, you can take a step towards trying or doing? it's true for you now, and it'll be true when you're twenty, thirty, fifty, ninety. get through one day at a time and appreciate what you have done for yourself and what you've been able to experience each of those days.

as for coming to terms with growing up and becoming an adult: first off, you get to decide what that means! I finished my undergraduate degree when I was 26 years old! I consider myself a Working Professional even though I still draw video game fanart and sleep in a nest of plush toys! I didn't start feeling Truly Settled Comfortably As An Adult until, like, this year! everything happens at Your pace and You get to decide who you are and how you relate to the world around you.

as for the nitty-gritty of taking care of yourself as an adult - be Cautious yet Brave. don't force or rush yourself into situations you have doubts about because you feel like you "have" to, and don't hold yourself back from something that's meaningful to you because you're scared. and always, always, always - ask for help! ask for advice! be curious and look things up! look for second and third opinions! we're Social, Supportive Creatures and anyone who wants you to believe they Absolutely 100% Of The Time Have Things Figured Out is probably trying to sell you something. we're out here to help each other, and the people who will help you are out there, whether they're already part of your life or people you'll meet and cherish one day soon.

#long post /#i hope this helps! people forget how hard it is to be Young! and it's only gotten harder!!#but there is so much ahead of the Now... you can look forward to a bright future of Tomorrow and a fond memory of Today!!#sweetpinkbabyangel #anonymous puzzler answers

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hopeful-engineer · 1 year

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from We Heart It 💖

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somethingsillyyyythiswaycomes · 9 months

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#eyestrain cw #eyestrain #lolbit #fnaf world #fan art #bright colors #i love lolbit soooo much #heres hoping they appear in future of fnaf <3

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potionpeddlerpatchy · 6 months

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my darling patchy 💕 happy halloween! hope you’ve been staying warm in your shop. i’ve had the strangest affliction — a man name bakugou plagues my waking moments until he torments my dream! please, do you have a potion for this?

(mwah mwah i bring sweet treats and no tricks)

Afflictions can be quite the troublesome quarrel, that I know of. And it certainly is not a battle so easily won, dear Traveler. They are relentless and they do seem to come after us at our most vulnerable of states; during those times when we do not expect them to come our minds, to cause our feet to trip, and our minds to spiral out of control.

Though most are able to break through of this haunting trance after a little while. But I can sense, given the tiredness of your eyes, that you are not so lucky. That perhaps even in your dreams these thoughts make themselves know. So, to help aide you to rid yourself of this affliction, I give to you Drops of Perspicuity.

Allow but a few drops of this potion into your eyes before you sleep and perhaps then you will be rid of these begrudging thoughts. To help guide you to the linger answer that is hidden behind them all, and finally allow your mind the clarity it so desperately seeks.

Granted, of course, you are willing to face whatever answer it may provide for you.

You hated it.

Hated that every waking moment was filled with thoughts that always ended up pointing back to him. The rising star within the King’s guard. How his brash and boastful calls and jeers would ring withing your head far after he had passed you by within the gaggle of others giving him nothing but praise.

You swear you had never seen a man with such a large head, and even larger ego, than that of Bakugou Katsuki. You could not deny that the man had many a natural talent, those that all lend well to that of being perhaps one of the greatest knights that, not only this kingdom would ever see, but perhaps even known around the world. You had seem him spar, seen him with a blade and a bow, seen him train with the others within his regime. You saw just how much work and effort he had placed into his knighthood – all the evidence was there, for all to see, just how important it all was for him.

But he was merely a man, and like anyone else, he had flaws. Bakugou knew just how much better he was compared to the rest who were within his squad, fellow men who started from the bottom just as he did, who had trained the same time as him, and every day, no matter how hard they tried, they always paled in comparison. And Bakugou was not a humble man.

You first thought the loftiness within his personality when he boasted about himself was rather charming; how rough around the edges he seemed, but it all toward a good cause. But as the time wore on, you found his vanity to be more of an annoyance than something humorous.

There was little you could do, much to your dismay. For he, and the fair few that kept up with his pace, were in charge of protecting you and ensuring your safety. As a noble, they so proudly served you, but it left you little chance to reprieve yourself of his arrogance. Day in, and out, his smug smirk and taunting comments followed you wherever you went. It was nothing short of maddening.

Even after you had gone to your father, to plead with him as he sat upon his throne, for him to intervene and save you from further torment, truly there was nothing you could do to rid yourself of pieces of him. After your father gave him, and gave to you a new set of knights to help protect you as you traveled and lived your life, Bakugou was still there.

When you walked down the long and winding corridors of your castle, you could heel his strong aura surround you; sending a fierce shiver up your spine. When you wrote letter to your family and friends, you could hear his haughty tone within your hear telling you that you spelt something wrong. Whenever you fumbled with your sewing, or within a dance with yourself as you stumbled over your own feet, you could hear his smug laugh ring in your ears. It seemed, for a while, that your only true pardon of his being was when you had closed your eyes. In your slumber you could focus your mind on everything else that brough you joy and filled your curiosity.

But he took that too.

Now, whenever your eyes closed, images of him would replace the darkness that surround you. Memories of him with full armour as he rode one of the places horses, how he nudged into the side of yours in a taunting manner before riding off. Other times you could see him as he bowed before your family in respect, how that small smirk would grace his lips when he was before you. And there were times your dreams reminded of when you stumbled upon him as he spared with a fellow friend and knight, very little clothing between them, as the fought within the rain and mud; how his threw his head back with a boisterous laugh when he won.’

It was those dreams that always tried to venture into lands far too lascivious than you were comfortable with. You did not, could not, want to view him as a creature your budding lust was after.

It was in your desperation that you sought out other means than that of strong tea and honey before you slept. It was your torment that led you to venture off into the dense forest, that stood proudly behind vast castle, to make it to the small village that was hidden just on the other side.

You heard tales of a peddler, one that made themselves known in many a village, town, and even royal court. You heard of how they made potions, tinctures of vast array of effects, that could aide anyone with any kind of ailment. There were rumours of love potions to grant a person the affections of who they desire most. Potions of valour, to help who drank it the ability to face their fears. Even your friend had hold of you an oil they were given that helped make their beauty shine in a manner like the stars in the sky.

If the rumours were true, then you needed her help. And if your friend was right, then perhaps you may have time to stumble upon her as she made her way through the eastern towns. It did not matter if your feet hurt, and your body begged for some form of rest, you had to ensure that you met her so that she could provide with you anything that can bring you relief from the man who plagued you at every turn you made.

“Hello there…” A warm voice called out softly to you as you stumbled over a tree branch that was hidden beneath the many leaves that littered across the ground.

It startled you. Caused you to let out a loud gasp as you turned to face the only person within the boundless woods you found yourself in; the very same woods you thought you found solitude in. Your body tensed as she approached, her long skirts moved with the wind and stole your attention away from looking upon the wide-brimmed hat that sat so poised on her head.

“You seem lost.” She concluded, her stride halting mere feet away from you as she looked upon you with concern.

“I am not lost.” You responded, you tried to sound strong – brave even – but your shaky words betrayed your false sense of bravado “I know where I am going.”

“And pray tell, where do you plan on going?”

“A small village, near the capitol of Musutafu” You squared your shoulders and lifted your chin as high as you could, to continue the false airs of bravery in the only matters you knew how to try and make this woman leave you me.

“Musutafu?” She replied, her head tilted in curiosity as she watched you nod you own head to affirm what you had said; though you felt dread fill you veins as you watched her lips form a playful smirk “Well, if my memory continues to be strong, and I do like to think it is, Musutafu is in the east, and you are currently heading west.”

You felt all the strength leave you as you heard her mutter those words before you quickly caught yourself as you turned your head away “And how can you be so sure? Hm? How do I know you are not tricking me?”

“Pretty simple. I travel along the many villages and towns this time of year, before the weather gets too cold, in hopes of trading my wares.” You watched as the woman pulled upon the strap of her long bag higher upon her shoulder, you could faintly hear the clatter of glass as she did so “I then travel west to go back home, like I am now.”

She paused to allow you a moment, what that moment she was expecting you to use it for you were unsure, for you felt frozen in place as dread filled your veins. Truly were you lost? And if so, how long would it be before you could make it toward that village? And once you did, how could you be sure that you would make it intime to take advantage of the potion maker that was supposedly there?

“My my, you are an avid thinker” Her musing tone broke you from your thoughts, her smirk replaced with a smile more akin to something gentle. “Suppose that wandering mind of yours is why you seem to exhausted.”

“I… I beg pardon?” You replied, as your hand touched your chest in a manner showcasing your offense

“I mean no disrespect” She bowed her head to showcase her apology “I simply am able to tell what ails a person. If you would like, I may have something that could help you?”

“Like what?” You could not help but scoff, truly there was only one person who could help you and there were miles from here, but still you relented and allowed the woman before you to rummage through her large bag; the small distraction was providing some semblance of rest you needed.

“Ah, here it is!” She explained gently, a small vial of clear liquid before holding it out to you. She chuckled when you merely stood there awe at the vial “I could tell you were in need of this, I am merely happy to have left that village when I did to stumble upon you.”

“You… you’re that potion maker.” “Peddler, most people call me.” she mused “But it is true, I do have a knack for making such creations. And I suspect this is what will help calm that lovely little mind that constantly turns itself in circles.”

Gingerly, the peddler took hold of your hand to place the cool vial delicately upon you palm before folding your fingers over it to secure its newfound home. She spoke of how a few drops within your tired eyes will allow you the chance to finally gain the clarity, and thus the solace, you so desperately needed. “Perhaps we shall see each other again someday” she mused before she sent you on your way, even provided a compass for you to use so you may be able to make it home safely without the possibility of becoming lost once more.

That night you did as what was instructed by you, warily you placed a single drop into each eye before you laid your head back down into slumber. Your mind did what it has done for longest time now, and filled the darkness with visions of Bakugou. The sides to which he showed everyone, how loud and arrogant he could be. The quieter side that showcased when he was sure no one else could see. And the trifle he caused you whenever he could; all of it flashed before your eyes.

And then it did not.

What was once a rush of visions soon narrowed down it all down until one remained. The memory of when he was first introduced to you as your knight. How he bowed to you, showcasing the courteous manner he so rarely showed, before he took your hand in his and gently adjoined his lips to your knuckles. You remembered how giddy you felt. How you had to use all your strength to forbid the bubble giggles that wished to rush forth once he showcased such an action toward you. It was in that moment it all made sense. That you truly gained the clarity that the potion that peddler had given you promised.

You were in love with him.

And when you woke the next morning, you greeted the sunrise with a sigh as you pressed your palms to your eyes; pressing gently into them to provide yourself the needed pressure to rid yourself of the haze that was held behind them and to try and wake our tired brain up further.

“Just what am I going to do?”

I never did say that the answer that would provide you clarity would be one that you wanted to hear. Though I can say that you mind will now be more at peace, as you have one focused thought rather than the many that were once tangled together. Granted, trying to find a way to confess such feeling is never easy, so should you need another potion to help you gain some courage, I am more than happy to provide.

Oh, and one more thing. It would be best if you were to avoid bright lights for the next day or two – would hate for your sensitive eyes to suddenly go blind.

#I can see how he would react once he hears the news too #and well I do not envy you in the slightest #but I do wish you luck and hope your future together is bright #🔮.the peddler answers #🔮.the peddler's peculiar potion sale #bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou #bakugou x reader

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