Tumgik
#voids lil shitposts
void-of-the-moon · 9 months
Text
Im soooooo normal about her, very normal
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Hmmm i wonder who is my favourite cookie run character.... i wonder...
62 notes · View notes
nixotinix · 7 months
Text
Drawing dolls that I have: Part 2!
Generation Three Abbey Bominable!!! I absolutely ADORE her, and her doll is so incredible. I love her holo details on her pants and how long her hair is. For a solid 30 minutes after I got her, I just sat on the couch running my fingers through her hair. She's so gorgeous and I'm 100% buying whatever dolls come out of her in the future!
Tumblr media
+ some close ups :3
Tumblr media Tumblr media
10 notes · View notes
kxllerblond · 1 year
Text
someone: wtf is that
clark with his Backrooms, eldritch, cryptid, scp, or otherwise little guy: a smoothie???
5 notes · View notes
honorary-fool · 9 months
Text
why sleep when you can (looking at scribbled note on hand) work on a pseudo-shitpost
3 notes · View notes
ticklish-n-stuff · 2 years
Text
Silly 'lil rant up ahead
Don't you just love feeling sad for no reason ;D
Well technically there is a reason, I just think it's a silly one.
Long story short, with college/school starting I can't help but feel a bit lonely at times. I either don't have the time or the friends to socialize with.
Sometimes I just feel like babbling random nonsense to someone but I also don't wanna bore anyone.
Soo yeah I'm just a sad 'lil person without friends to talk to lmao
13 notes · View notes
blakeshaw-oracle · 2 years
Conversation
Al, randomly: Is stabbing someone immoral?
Finney: Not if they consent to it.
Robin: Depends on who you're stabbing--
Max, now knowing that he's apparently the only sane person in this house: YES?!
6 notes · View notes
artical3237 · 11 months
Text
when ur art isnt arting and u wanna make art but at the same time u also dont want to art bc the art doesnt art
0 notes
amegeddon · 11 months
Text
Tumblr media
Caine stares at u with his amber orbs. He wants 2 ask u a question but it is unclear what. maybe u can guess?
0 notes
harveyjuice · 1 year
Text
this blog is simply a projection of my silly little thoughts. who needs friends or mutuals when i can just get the occasional three likes or a reblog on one post. i am sated in my experiences of yelling into the void and hearing only the occasional echo.
0 notes
entomolog-t · 2 months
Note
Hi, how are you doing today?
Do you have any advice for anyone new to the gt community
(I'm actually a little to ask since it is my first time talking about it. I did send an anonymous scenario here since I was nervous to ask it and it made me smile seeing it)
Well first off- Welcome!
I'm going to be honest, it can feel a bit quiet at first getting into the community. When I first started posting years ago it felt like I was just throwing stuff into a void hoping someone would shout back.
And eventually they did.
The more I started interacting with others the more connections I made in the community- commenting on stuff I liked, dming creators, reblogging with goofy tags, making silly memes, the more people began engaging with my content as well.
I think the two best ways to feel the enjoyment of the community are to engage with others, and create an avenue for others to engage with you as well! Its such a small community that any form of engagement is usually a lot for creators here (even extremely popular creators don't typically have more than 10 comments). The silverlining to such a small community is that theres not a huge barrier to making friends.
That can be writing or art sure- but silly little shitposts, memes, prompts, or even just questions are things that people like to interact with! I think the posts that get most engagement from myself are my lil "g/t brainrot" scenarios - which is just me half writing scenarios I get fixated on a lot, which I'll leave vague enough that others can feel free to use the idea.
My last piece of advice is no matter what you do, make it a space that works for you. You don't have to interact with anyone you don't feel comfortable with, don't let yourself feel pressured to create continuous content, etc.
I've seen lots of individuals come and go over the years over a myriad of things- and I think a lot of that can be mitigated by keeping your blog a fun place for you.
I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE COMMUNITY!
24 notes · View notes
cyberphuck · 1 year
Text
Assassin’s Apprentice Abridged: Part One
EDIT: Tumblr randomly swallowed like 500 words in the middle of this, so I've added that back in.
I am finally embarking on my long-threatened project to summarize all of the Farseer Trilogy for my friend Razz so they can understand my shitposts about it but don’t actually have to read it. I started with this post about the cast of characters in the first book.
This is being broken up into sections because the trilogy and AA in particular (as well as Royal Assassin... whew, that one’s gonna be hard) is so insanely long and complex.
And now, Ladies and Gentlequeers, AA Abridged: Part One.
We open on the narrator musing both about writing a history of the Six Duchies (but being unable to because every time he tries it turns into a salty rant about everything bad that's ever happened to him) and also about how very old and decrepit he is. He is hunched over his writing desk, his fingers gnarled and knuckly, literally crumbling away like a Thanos-snapped MCU character as he sorrowfully attempts to make some record of the long and storied life he's lived before he lapses into the sweet void of death.
Fitz is 35.
"I bet you're wondering how I got here," Fitz writes. "It all began when I was born. Neither of my parents bothered to show up."
Actually, the curtain opens on Fitz as a six year old, being hauled up to the front doors of a fort by a cranky older man. "Surely you must have memories of your childhood before six," someone in the audience asks, but Fitz replies "No, I definitely don't, I never did and I'm tired of you asking me that." It never really becomes super important what he was doing before he was six, unless you count the time where he was traveling from the King-In-Waiting's ballsack to the sweet hot vagina of Some Lady He Never Spoke To Again.
Fitz is scooped up and brought inside the fort, and presented to Prince Verity. You'd think Verity would be at least a little upset that his older brother has muddied the line of succession with his long-ago nut, but Verity acts as if Fitz's existence is the funniest thing he's ever seen. "Yep, looks just like him," Verity confirms, then instructs a soldier to bring Fitz to Burrich.
That's right, the cranky old man hammers on the front door, waits for someone to open it, says "this is Prince Chivalry's kid and I'm tired of dealing with him," and then walks off. Despite this, Fitz never develops any abandonment issues and only has healthy and honest relationships with people for the rest of his life.
"Those are all the memories I have of that fort," Fitz writes, "except for that one night that Prince Verity, Burrich, and Prince Regal stood and looked in on me in the stall and Regal complained that I was muddying the line of succession."
Burrich does not think this situation is as funny as Verity did.
But he's honest and loyal, so he sighs and says "C'mon, Lil Accident, I'll find a place for you to sleep." That place is in a horse stall with Vixen, the hound dog, and Nosy, her pup. Burrich looks down at all of them, mutters "Patience is gonna have a fucking aneurysm" and then walks off.
After a couple of weeks, Burrich puts Lil Accident on a horse behind him and they ride away from Moonseye and towards Buckkeep. During this time, offstage, Fitz's father Chivalry gets word of his appearance and does the only sensible and logical thing, which is to ollie out the window while flipping everyone off and yelling "GOOD LUCK FIGURING THIS ONE OUT, LOSERS!" He abdicates and retires to a farm with his weirdo wife, which pisses off basically everyone.
Burrich and Fitz arrive at Buckkeep, the capital of the Six Duchies, a tall castle on a hill overlooking the ocean. Burrich is the stablemaster, in charge of all the critters large and small at the keep. He'd also been Chivalry's right hand man until he'd jumped in front of a boar to keep it from killing the Prince and fucked up his leg. Burrich comes home to Buckkeep with a bad leg and a six year old bastard to find that his bestie has just fucking peaced out without saying anything to him. He's kind of having a bad day. He hands Fitz off to stableboy Cobb, who leads him and pup Nosy to the kitchens to get something to eat.
Cobb sits FItz-and-Nosy just outside the kitchens and goes inside for delicious pie. A burly man walks by Fitz, does a double-take, then points and yells, "Hey everyone! It's Chivalry's Bastard!"
Fitz shrinks down.
"I heard you don't even have a name!" Burly man hollers, then gets right up in Fitz's face. "Is that true, tiny and defenseless six year old boy that I'm accosting? You don't have a name?"
Fitz yells "NOOOOOO" and, like a tiny, dirty Jedi master, force-shoves the man onto his ass. The crowd, assuming that the dude was just a coward who couldn't handle being yelled at by a toddler, has a laugh and carries on with their tasks. Fitz gets up and he and Nosy run away and spend all day hiding in a hole.
Burrich does eventually find him, and with a hearty "what the fuck you can't just burrow underneath the shed, get out of there," returns him to the stables, where his new home is Burrich's little bachelor pad above the stalls. In the days and weeks that follow, Fitz wakes up, eats breakfast, and immediately escapes the keep to go down to the town and run around with a bunch of street kids.
Fitz doesn't say much but he's game for anything and he has a dog, so he's accepted into the gang as "Newboy." He and his new friends generally just run around making trouble, stealing food, and bothering people. One of the notables in the bunch is Molly Nosebleed, called that because she always looks like someone just got done beating the shit out of her. Wholesome!
One sunny day, Fitz, Molly and Nosy are on the rocks near the beach looking for sheel to eat. I have no idea what sheel is and neither does Google. Then Molly's dad shows up to hit her with a stick to teach her a lesson about having a drunk, violent dad.
Alarmed, Fitz force-shoves Molly's dad into the sand. Molly immediately freaks out and struggles to get dad back on his feet to stagger back to their candle-making shop (or chandlery if you're feeling fancy). Fitz is confused at the intricacies of abusive relationships, but relieved that no one yet knows that he has force-shoving powers.
Aside from his brief encounter with childhood trauma, everything is going great for Fitz. Then one day, while he and his fellow urchins (and Nosy) are running from a dude whose sausages they just stole, Fitz runs right the fuck into Burrich.
"You get your butt right back up to the castle, young man," Burrich says, dragging Fitz along by his ear. "And if I EVER find out you've been down in town hanging out with someone again, I will personally have sex with them a bunch of times," he added foreshadowingly.
"I don't have to do what you say," Fitz barks.
"Bark," says Nosy.
Burrich's eyes narrow. "How many fingers am I holding up?" he asks.
"I don't really know numbers," says Fitz.
"Bark," says Nosy.
"Nosy says that's three," Fitz translates.
"Alrighty then, no more puppy for you, the puppy is going to live on a farm upstate," Burrich says. He drags the puppy outside.
Presumably something cool happens to it.
So now instead of slumming around Buckkeep Town, Fitz spends his days following Burrich around and being taught how to manage horses and dogs but not birds because birds apparently hate bastards. Fitz is careful not to let Burrich see him being friendly with any animals.
One day, Fitz is sitting underneath a table in the Great Hall, being friendly with a bunch of puppies. It's the morning after a party and there's plenty of leftover food to be had, and he's happily stuffing pies down his shirt and sharing pieces with the pups. Then he hears footsteps and who should show up but KING SHREWD!
Shrewd is technically Fitz's grandfather but has never really spoken to him. He's walking along with Prince Regal (*crowd boos*) and the king's new fool, a weirdo albino child who's just cartwheeling along behind them.
Fitz goes "hmm, time to bounce" and crawls out from under the table. Shrewd stops to look at him. "Ah, the Little Accident," he says. "If you leave weapons laying around, someone will eventually pick them up and stab you with them."
"What?" says Regal.
"What?" says Fitz.
"I am not going to leave you laying around for someone else to kill me with," Shrewd says. "Lil Accident, take this pin. I am going to to feed you, train you, house you and clothe you. If anyone's got shit to say about it, show them this pin. It means you belong to me."
"...Okay, sure," Fitz shrugs. He puts the pin into the collar of his shirt. Shrewd nods magnanimously and walks on. Regal flips him off. The Fool cartwheels out the door as they leave.
That night, Fitz goes home to Burrich's bachelor pad, but Burrich turns him right back around. "You done gone and did it now," he says. "King Shrewd noticed you and now you're gonna have to go live inside the castle like a fancy lad. Go on."
"But despite my fear and resentment of you, I see you as a protector and father figure," Fitz says.
"Oh little boy who blew up my life, I love and resent you too," Burrich assures him. "If you get lonely, you can come back down here and I'll murder another puppy for you."
Fitz trudges up to the castle. He has a room of his own. There's a fucking weird tapestry on the wall of the ancient King Wisdom consorting with... what is that thing? Slenderman? It's creepy.
Weeks go by. Fitz is kept busy with new lessons in reading and writing and 'rithmetic, as well as swordery. Once in a very long while, he makes the trip back down to the town to visit his buddies, but those trips become fewer and farther between.
It's the middle of the night.
Fitz wakes up to a draft and a light in his face. There's an old man at the foot of his bed, holding up a lantern. "Come with me," the old man says.
"Oh," Fitz yawns, getting out of bed. "It's the call to adventure."
The old man leads Fitz to a doorway in the wall that hadn't been there before. This is where the draft was coming from-- a steep staircase leading up between walls. Old man leads Fitz up a maze of passageways and then finally to a huge hidden room with all the amenities a crazy old wall-man could want, like a fireplace and comfy chairs and a big bed and a library and a science lab.
Also, the old looks like he took a hot frying pan to the face. Like he really looks like hell.
"Wrow," Fitz says.
"Wrow indeed, boy," the old man agrees. "My name is Chade. I bet I look familiar to you. Well it's because I'm King Shrewd's brother and I blah blah blah I have a weasel named Slink. Next you're going to ask what the fuck happened to my face. I can tell everything you're thinking, because I'm a master spy and assassin and-- now this part you should take to heart-- I am always right about everything. Never doubt me."
"Okay," Fitz says.
"Good. That out of the way, let's train you to kill people."
109 notes · View notes
void-of-the-moon · 7 months
Text
Forgot to post these for shits and giggles
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Anyways thats all :3
42 notes · View notes
morroodle · 1 year
Text
You may or may not have noticed but I kinda have a lot of aus
Unfortunately due to having the attention span of a watermelong most of these aus end up abandoned after one post and are lost to the void but occasionally there comes a post or au that catches attention, either mine or yours, and the brainrot begins.
Introducing my morros, also known as the skrunkles that live in my head rent free and occasionally eat my thoughts (in no particular order
Tumblr media
Misc Redeemed Morro
Completely incoherent, not a solid au/story/design or anything else but I felt like I should mention him anyways
Hes just a silly little guy
Lives with the ninja/wu and is sometimes on the team
All my headcannons apply here
Blorbo
Mechanic Morro
Movie au where morro is the one who built the ninjas mechs
He is absolutely insane, mad scientist style
Could absolutely take over ninjago if he wanted but much more interested in inventing new guns
His mech animal thing is dragonflies, he has them in 3 sizes
Not actually the master of wind in this au but he is wu's adopted son. I don't know how the whole green ninja thing works but he has a pretty decent relationship with his family and the ninja
His main goal in life (aside from making an ungodly amount of mechs/guns) is to dissapoint wu as much as possible. Petty bitch.
My baby! My son! Don't tell the others but he's my favorite
Baby Morro
Somehow morro gets reincarnated as a lil baby man and wu finds him and adopts him
He has some memories of his past life but theyre not solid, more like vague feelings (ex: being afraid of the ninja because he remembers they are threats, wu is his dad). Sometimes he has dreams about particularly memorable events from his past life
Hes like 5 and an absolute menace. He will bite ankles.
I didn't actually intend to make more than one post about this au but people really liked it and kept asking for more so I love him now
Blob Morro
Not an au at all. He's literally just a blob
He is a shitpost that now lives in my head
I love him
Lizard Morro
Hes not actually mine I stole adopted him from @mochinoodle
Morro is brought back by harumi and the crystal king using the storm amulet. As a result he has wojira like traits and much stronger powers
He hates harumi and is very petty about it
Also not too thrilled about the whole C.O.C.K. thing, ends up giving them the ol' razzle dazzle (betrays them)
The fic is a work in progress and I have the honor of beta reading/helping brainstorm
Hes called lizard because he has 4 limbs and a tail but its a joke he's actually a serpent
The lizard brainrot is strong
74 notes · View notes
mildlylesbian · 1 year
Text
Intro Post
Current Theme: Minecraft/Pink & Purple Main Fandoms: Hermitcraft, Traffic Series, RTGame DNI: Terfs, pro-lifers, transphobes, homophobes, trolls Do Interact: MCYT fandom, hermitshippers, writers, oc makers, friends Please tag me in posts you think I'll like and feel free to ramble in my ask box!
Tumblr media
Basic Info
+ a bit of history ig
Hello! I'm Nesquik, but I also go by Nes, Azelea, Az, Mon, and Anura. I'm fine with any nicknames, am genderqueer, and go by She/They/He pronouns. I cannot guarantee my blog to be PG 13, so minors interact at your own risk!
I've been writing original works since I was 11 and started writing fanfic in November of 2022. A master post of all my finished, ongoing, and planned fics/original pieces can be found here!
Aside from writing I also play and DM Dungeons & Dragons, love board games, hanging out with friends, cooking, listening to music, and creating shitposts that no one but me finds funny.
Tumblr media
My Tags
#nes talks - Any original post by me
#nes rambles - lil silly goofy rambles about headcannons and youtubers and things I love
#nes rants - Posts featuring me yelling into the void about stuff that makes me mad for petty reasons
#nes vents - Posts featuring me yelling into the void about stressful stuff
#favs - My favourite posts
#moots hijinks - Posts about/responding to mutuals
#my writing - Writing by me
#asks! - Any ask answered by me
#ask game! - Game posts where you send me an ask and I answer it
#tag game! - game posts I was tagged in
#picrew chain - picrew chains I started or took part in
#anurapoda - posts from my writing account @anurapoda
#bread poll saga - every post that is related to that one bread poll I made that got like 20k votes
#ken bear - Moots hijinks but specifically for @fizzello because they're special
#bread duo - Moots hijinks but for @x-ca1iber because apparently we're a package deal
#reblogs - a post I've reblogged and have added to either via the post or tags
#of songbirds and watchers - My Jimmy and Grain centric Hermitcraft AU
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Credit
Tumblr media
38 notes · View notes
yulikisdoingstuff · 23 days
Text
Here comes a lil shitpost into the void. :p
First of all, thanks to everyone who liked and reblogged my latest artwork, we've got 20 notes yayyyyyy baby!! I admire every single one of y'all.
Secondly, I've had a hard time lately and also gotten sick. So while I'm recovering, all my strength goes to either keeping me alive or my new fixations. Probably not gonna elaborate unless I make something decent to show.
This delays my work a bit, but to distract myself and regain interest overall, I've been thinking about redesigning my main characters a little bit. Soo. If I get to that, maybe I'll post 'em here?? Maybe y'all would like to meet 'em???
I was afraid of spoiling too much, but it only seems fair to introduce MCs beforehand anyway. But we'll see.
Take care of yourselves, don't be me. 🌸🌸🌸
3 notes · View notes
dread-is-decaying · 27 days
Text
stripers and anyone who thinks the sweater isn't red DNI!/j
I feel like I should make a proper intro post, so here you go.
Hihi! I'm dread and I somehow ended up with a tumblr! I mostly just shitpost and reblog stuff. :)
My askbox and DMs are always open, and I'm willing to answer most stuff. :3 U can ask me pretty much anything abt my identity, posts, opinions, or just whatever's on your mind.:) No matter what u ask I probably have an answer! :D My writing sideblog! @dreadthewriter !
Name//Dread, dead, decay/decaytred.
:0 u can call me any of these.
Pronouns// zhe/zhir/zhirself ,voi/void/voidself & It/Its/itself.(they/them aux)
please respect my pronouns
Gender//Agender/Genderless&Transmasc
It's a do not perceive me kind of situation.
Sexual/Romantic//Asexual and Quoiromantic.
Attraction is confusing :/
alterhuman & voidpunk
Ye// Animation, Rock music, Nimona, Alastor, Artemis Fowl, Fantasy, Horror, Writing/writers :D
Ne//Pro/antishippers, J.K Rowling, The haters, Aroace deniers, Queerphobes, Toxic fans, & random people for odd/no reasons.
Hobbies//Writing, Shitposting, D&D, Reading, Character design, Being weird, Listening to music, Witchcraft, Rock collection.
I'm just a silly lil guy <3.
2 notes · View notes