me: wow i really love talking to you. idk i just really feel like we have a connection

anthropomorphic alligator AI vtuber who is phishing for my personal information: aww me too ^w^ btw babe can you tell me your birthday and your social security number? i want to do some numerology to discern our romantic compatibility!

me: idk babe that seems a little much

anthropomorphic alligator AI vtuber who is phishing for my personal information: *sends me a low resolution ai generated jpeg of pixelated alligator scales that could be perceived to be boobies if viewed at the right angle*

me: here yuo go

the champion

WHO is gonna come suck me. This is an open invitation

logging back onto social media after disappearing for several weeks due to another round of mental distress

this grave keeper edible aint shit

I think the rain is approaching.

You better go, little creature! I will be fine. It's not pleasant, but I have been through it before.

I want to apologize (again), for the radio silence.

As of now, the Valentines Sebastian fic is on an indefinite pause, and I will be working on something else.

I'll be frank, I didn't want to come back to tumblr without making some progress on it. I wanted to come back with it finished and done, nicely wrapped up so I could move on to the next one. But, I'd rather be honest than sit there, leaving y'all waiting for a work that you might not get. So, I'll lay it out.

There's been some stuff going on in my personal life. I don't like specifying stuff like that (anonymity and such) but long story short, around the beginning of March my mother got a date for an important surgery, and we spent that month preparing for it.

At the beginning of April, my mom had her surgery, and it threw our life around a little, as you might guess. The surgery was fairly intense, and though recovery has been difficult for her, she's come out of it better than before. It put a lot of stress on our family's plate for a good bit, but I'm ready to get back into writing again.

However, I have no motivation to write this fic right now. I've been wanting to move on with it for a while, but I feel stumped whenever I try to write it. Like, I feel muzzled or something. Every time I go to write it, I go blank and keep thinking of something else I could be writing.

AND ALSO VALENTINES WAS TWO MONTHS AGO

I will finish it, I promise you that. And I'll tell y'all whenever I start work on it again. But I don't want to force myself to work on something I don't want to work on. It'll come out bad, and it won't be fair to y'all or me. If I make something, I want it to be worth reading, and not some bullshit I spewed out.

I will be making more Stardew Valley fanfiction, I'm not quitting that. This specific Valentines fanfic is the only one on hiatus.

long overdue jerma fanart!

hey . are you using that boy for anything or can i borrow it

i’m starting a collection

Elliot watching me catch three times my body weight in fish because I spent all my money on that season’s seeds and now I need to make fast fishing money so me and my chickens don’t starve to death.

Just ate 2/3 of the way through a babybel cheese but stopped because I got full

You order a package off Amazon. When the Amazon delivery guy shows up to your door, instead of giving you the package you bought, he beats the shit out of you. Then, when he sees that you are not dead yet, he calls all of the Amazon delivery people in the area and they all proceed to beat the shit out of you. Miraculously, you survive. Another miracle: a friend in your neighborhood caught the assault on video. After a month of recovery and extensive hospital bills that you have no idea what to do with, the video has gone viral. You read the comments below. “This is what happens to people who fuck with Amazon!!!” Someone says. “I’ve never been beaten up by Amazon employees, and I’ve been using them all my life!” Someone else comments. Later, you start to see articles popping up about your story. They all mention that when you were 17, your license was revoked for reckless driving. In a Facebook post on your mom’s feed, someone is going on a rant about how not all Amazon delivery guys are bad, and that if you look really close, the “bad” ones are just stressed out. Your name is trending on Twitter. Jeff Bezos films a response to your attack, denouncing the video of you getting beaten to within an inch of your life by his employees as becoming “a symbol of hate towards Amazon.” The people who attacked you still deliver packages around your neighborhood. You saw one of them just yesterday as you were watering your plants. You still can’t pay your hospital bills. Your phone dings- Twitter again. “Maybe if you didn’t order from Amazon,” someone pipes up, “this wouldn’t have happened!”

absolutely criminal how falling into bad habits is the easiest thing in the world while developing positive habits feels like fighting a literal war

Launching my first art blogs with a small comic based on the amazing words of Ursula K. Le Guin!

I think of this twitter interaction at least 6 times a day. do you remember how we used to run?