Nothing by Bruno Major is mammon's song

....I just wanted to draw gators :T at this point these 2 are more 'a representation of my last 2 brain cells' then they are actual characters 😅

By the way, about the female custodes drama - since I just answered anon this came to my mind-, the other day I saw something absolutely "funny".

Apparently most lore yt channels are fine with female custodes, especially those who are known to be lore human libraries.

People's reaction to them: ewww tourists >:c

Then:

Random person who clearly has only read the wiki once: *explain why they are against female custodes*

The same exact people: real man, you know so much omg 🥰

It was.. weird.

evolution of my misfits patches

Eden shuffles a bit on the railing, thinking more about what Mosy had said. He could only ever dream of having the level of passion and optimism the fellow mew seemed to beam out. Did he have something that drives him? Yes... Most certainly. But is it enough? What if being driven out of fear or obligation good enough? Should he feel more passion outside of the dire circumstances he was facing? Eden slouches slightly, tail swaying back and forth in deep thought. His own anxieties clouding his mind, rattling back and forth as he attempted to understand deeper on what Mosy was saying. He glances back over at the shiny mew for a moment, before his eyes quickly darted back to the ground, almost out of shame. Eden:... I think... I understand what you are trying to say... I mean I GET what you are saying but also just.. I don't know. Trying to wrap my own head around it.. I guess.. Eden: You seem.. very confident in yourself.. I guess I... e-envy that a bit... Eden looks back up at the sky, his ears flicked back with a more serious, but soft, expression. Eden:.... But it does help to know that... There was another mew who was like me... who didn't start off with all the fancy powers... but managed to achieve it... Eden looks back at Mosy for a moment, then looking away to look down at his own paws Eden: and you even got a lovely family out of it all too... Huh... Eden: I don't know if I'll ever get THAT much outta everything but.. It is nice to know.. it can be possible.. Eden smiles a bit Eden: Thank you for your advice.. I uh.. R-really do appreciate it. I'll try to remember that as I go along.. Eden: Maybe one day I'll be able to float and do stuff like you too..

Eden scrambles off the railing and back onto the ground, praying that the other mew didn't hear the awkward sentence that just left his mouth. Although he didn't mean it to come out awkwardly, the damage was done. He avoids eye contact and attempts to soothe his puffed fur Eden: B-BUT UH.. T-THANK YOU.. Y-YEAH.. I'LL.. TRY TO REMEMBER THAT... T-THANK YOU AGAIN.. FOR HAVING ME ON YOUR... P-pORCH... YEAH. - - - -

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You know what I can foresee Tim getting so into hating Jason and trying to counter Jason’s 1001 Evil Murder Plans (that he definitely has) that he misses the court date that might have given him more parental rights. So then he just hates Jason even more because obviously this was plan #1002 that he hadn’t managed to counter in time.

And meanwhile Jason is just trying to get used to the fact that none of his favorite food carts are around anymore.

Tim is cursing Jason out for his evil master plan to ruin tims life mean while Jason's just crying in a corner somewhere bc he wants to listen to his music but can't bc he can't figure out how to get the stupid wireless headphones to connect

i couldnt fall asleep and spent the last few hours watching tiktoks of people pretending to be wolves so i probably cant articulate this well rn but i think theres something deeply sad about how much of not just fandom but life in general is done with ironic detachment nowadays. a kind of plausible deniability of feeling anything at all. and i catch myself doing this too!! its just a lot easier to not be vulnerable and earnest online. baring ur soul in front of anyone is terrifying because ur always giving them the opportunity to hurt u when u do it

like even with this post a part of my brain is going ok its not that deep omg but like. maybe it is that deep. maybe the things we do and say and the way we navigate the world matters even in an online space about a sitcom. maybe everything can have meaning and we should be careful of what we are saying and listen to other people and try to be nice to each other because theres already plenty of cruelty in the world

and again i have the internet socialised part of my brain screaming at me that this is cringe and nobody cares but again thats stupid. like thats stupid. nobody is being held at gunpoint to read my dumb rambles and if people mock my words thats their personal failure and not mine. u just have to kinda not listen and be earnest anyways and be comforted by the fact that this mindset of self denial isnt healthy for anyone. u cant be detached and happy those two things are mutually exclusive and irony is a thing that can genuinely poison you. like im speaking from experience i literally have the same kind of brainrot and i think that most people have it, especially gen z since we grew up on the internet and started curating the way people perceive us online way too soon. like yeah theres a point where u only know the self that exists to be perceived and that sucks i think.

mocking others vulnerability is fun and safe but it cant make you happy. the only thing that can is being genuine and open and vulnerable. its scary but its the only way. what im trying to say is that the live laugh love girlies were kinda onto something (minus the christian fundamentalism) and we are gradually spiraling into a world in which nothing is real and everything is a commodity and the only way to save ur soul is to be genuine and earnest with people u love and with the world in general. lets cling to our humanity as capitalism alienates us and keeps us trapped in a perpetual cycle of dissatisfaction so we can consume and be consumed forever and ever while giving just enough to keep the engine pumping. im not saying that actively trying to be earnest is the antidote for capitalism but i do think it helps salvage our humanity. and i do think its the only way to be happy

the movie night scene may be a season highlight so far. cori 🥺💗

the fact that volo finds photos to be a good way of quickly conveying visual information. what information were you trying to convey with the pic of you and togepi thats on display to the Entirety of jubilife village huh mr. "i only care for her bc i'm curious"

I'd like to correct one of my previous posts; I believe that the victim was actually 15 at the time of the videos being sent to her. Her birthday according to a Tweet wishing her happy birthday is on the 30th of November. She's turning 20 this year in 8 days (as of 22.11.2023), meaning when she originally sent the video of Dream moaning over her and sexting her, she was 15 at the time of 31st August 2019 (when the video was originally sent from Jamie (the victim) through Twitter DMs). Dream's birthday is on the 12th of August 1999, meaning he was a 20 year old sexting a 15 year old, and not 16-17 like everyone says — I assume that calling her 16 was just done for ease of talking about the situation, but if mine and my close friend's maths is right, she was 15 at the time.

when they ignore what you have to say but ramble on for hours about them and their stupid fucking interests while you are CLEARLY not listening. SHUT UP.

another fuckin EPIC picrew dropped you know what that means.

anyways. all their routes in a dating sim are Bad Ends ask me how.

new freak just dropped: this tiny has the power to explode people with their mind

gale voice here feel the pulse of the magic in my heart that will eventually be the end of me. im on my knees before you like an animal showing its belly. im in excrutiating pain bc of the contact with the magic in my heart but please dont take your hand away please dont stop touching me

the satrinyavas

detective comics #509

[ID: Bruce Wayne sleeping in his penthouse, his eyes squeezed shut as the narration reads, ‘Gordon's strained laugh sounds hollow, but it echos in the Batman's mind... and haunts his dreams...” Bruce awakens to a hand on his shoulder and before he can think, he's twisting it and holding it down. The panel expands, revealing the hand belongs to Alfred as he's almost toppling over! He cries out, “M-master Bruce—my arm!” as Bruce groggily realizes who it is. He lets go at once as Alfred moves to the end of the bed and holds his arm while stammering an apology, “S-sorry, s-sir... Sorry if I startled you.” Bruce looks at him with aghast as he cries out, “My god, Alfred—I almost broke your arm!” Alfred reasons, “You must have been having a nightmare, sir.” as Bruce sits up and puts his face in his hands. He weepily dismisses, “A nightmare—what kind of an excuse is that? Old friend... forgive me...” Alfred reassures, “Nothing to forgive, sir. Just bad nerves, sir.” END ID]