I'd figure there is not much light pollution wherever you are. I can't imagine how pretty the outside must be.

it is… once you get past the existential dread of the infinite cosmos, it’s actually quite beautiful here. As you guessed, there’s no light pollution here since the radio station is the only building around in many many light years. The sky is so much more colorful than simple black and white. There are reds, oranges, blues, purples, all swirling around in rocks and stardust. And sometimes you can even see creatures floating around in the void. Like a space whale or a turtle! They usually tend to keep away from the station, but sometimes if I’m lucky, a school of these creatures will swim past! When they do I’m able to study them and try to figure out how it all works. How they can swim among the nothingness. I theorize that it has something to do with gravity, which would explain why these creatures are either unbelievably large or swim in groups! Somehow they use their own gravity and the gravity of nearby celestial objects to move themselves around! This is only a theory however and I’m still trying to study them, it’s hard to compare notes when you’re the only researcher around, so take that with a grain of salt. But I still believe it’s a fascinating thing to study. Perhaps if I learn how these creatures maneuver around space, maybe I could learn how to steer the radio station so I can actually go somewhere rather than float around aimlessly! this hope is part of the “personal research” I mentioned last night. I think the only reason I’ve been allowed to remember that part of my research is because being able to move the station could technically improve my ability to study things up close. I have a really big and really effective telescope on the roof of the station, but seeing things through a lens can only do so much. I can only imagine what I could do if I got my hands on a little more of that stardust! If it can be used as a fuel source than maybe I could use it to improve my equipment so the radio waves have an easier time of actually reaching people! The stuff I have here is pretty old school but clearly it gets the job done if I can have listeners and callers, but there’s always room for improvement! I’ll be sure to tell you if I make any breakthroughs in this research, but in the meantime I’ve been able to reorganize my notes on a few old legends on an ancient city that I’m really excited to share! But that will be all for tonight. So thank you dear caller, and any other listeners that may be out there… reporting from a little radio station in space, the Nighttime Radio bids you a Goodnight and sweet dreams as you drift off into your own adventure within your unconscious mind… And as always…

thanks for tuning in….

Having just finally listened to the new The Magnus Protocol and getting introduced to Needles the 'What Do You MEAN I'm Not Scary Enough!?' Avatar of Sharp Poking, I have to say right now that I know in my heart of hearts that he must have so many terrible nicknames among the other avatars

"Hey, Pinhead, how goes the phone spam?" <- stings because originally he chose 'Pinhead' on purpose to reference Hellraiser, but absolutely no one got it until he spelled it out and by then the name was ruined

"What's up, Prick?" <- lowest effort, but still goads him into raising a single massive darning needle middle finger in response

"Kebab, can you hold onto this for me?" <- said before having assorted foods speared on him; fruits, sausage, cheeses, etc. Takes forever to pluck everything off. Even worse when someone just ambushes him with a down comforter and pillows

"This you?" <- no name involved, but always a prelude before being shown a picture of a porcupine

Just. There is no way this faintly jingling pile of pointy things has any respect among the rest of the bogeymen in this universe. I love it

Headcannoms about friendship between Bickslow and Gray? I like to think after the fighting festival he really tries to make it up to Gray.

Gray: ‘we’re chill. It’s fine.’

Bickslow: ‘my babies will now perform a dance of apology’

Also a scenario I’d like to share!

Lucy: hey, Gray I picked up your mail. Why do you have a letter from a modelling agency?

Gray: oh that. I don’t know they just keep sending me them even though I’ve told them no.

Lucy: you’ve turned them down repeatedly?! *while crying inside*

Gray: yeah? It’s weird ‘cause I didn’t even apply.

Lucy: Lucy kick!

i for some reason hadn’t considered the idea of them having a close friendship, but i am now so here! a gift !

i had so much fun with this

* my personal hc is that Bickslows dolls feel a lot of what he himself feels, and also theyre kinda like birds

* so they too try to make it up to Gray, they bring him little things they find, such as shiny rocks, pins, and other tiny objects they find

* Bickslow just nods in approval from the sidelines when they bring them to Gray

* They were both fairly awkward with each other post festival but after Bickslow gave Gray an honest apology they began to turn over a new leaf

* people find the friendship strange tbh, Gray is known as this vaguely calm and like, super normal guy, and Bickslow is just— not

* theyre surprisingly comfortable with each other

* they dont hang out a lot outside the guild, but thats not to say they dont ever,

* While they dont work the best together and it took a while be able to fight along side on another,

* If the Thunder Legion and Team Natsu have to pair up usually they do bc they’re comfortable with each other and trust can go a long way

* theyre both texting fiends, like its a problem how much they message their friends, so when they found out the other was the same oh my god was it a train wreck

* their conversations can go for hours and if you read through them youd probably have an aneurysm because the topics make no sense and Bix doesn’t even try to spell correctly

* They have gotten close and friendly but that doesnt mean theu ever know what to expect from the other, their opinions and thoughts are so different from each other, if rhey ever have the same idea its like all the stars and planet’s have aligned and world is about to end

* Bickslows hair is naturally black and Gray helped him dye it once and they deadass looked they walk out the smurf set for weeks, Bix’s bathroom looked like they murdered a hundred of them

* Gray has an affinity for collecting hand weapons (swords, spears, bows, etc) while Bickslow likes taking apart and building old bombs (actual explosive grenades, land mines, smoke/flash grenades)

* they bonded over it and talked about it in public and terrified about 20 people rhat were in earshot

* theyre both a big hit with kids

* Bickslow gets added to the long list of people who barge into Gray house unannounced

* a lot of the time they will talk (coughcomplaincough) about two different things in the same convo

* Bickslow: the cops were at my door again last night because of the inactive grenade i threw in the fountain, woke me up and everything

* Gray: ugh, i hate that, Natsu blew up a building again and Erza yelled at the both of us

* Bickslow: thats so rude, do you think i should make another one and send it to them?

* Gray: totally, she knew it wasnt me but i still got scolded

so happy ppl have realized how pretty Gray is, now we’re gonna talk abt it bc im an overachiever

* Hes been scouted by plenty of different modeling agencies over the years, which really boosted his ego but very quickly became annoying as hell bc he never even applied

* He gets a couple a month, and he accepted once just to get them off his back and found it really embarrassing bc he was everywhere

* his friends in and outside the guild bought the magazines he was featured in and teased him mercilessly and he never stepped foot in another agency ever again

* Hes really photogenic but hates gets his photo taken, most of the pictures hes in ‘willingly’ hes glaring at the camera

* he now just blocks the numbers they call him on and throws out the letter they send him, if they stop him on the street he will walk away before the conversation even starts

* when Lucy found out something inside her died a little

* she pestered him about it and said she’ll go with him! he wont even have to take the money for it! she’ll take it! 😁

* she gets shot down every time but that doesnt mean she quit trying

~~Do you have favorite blogs? ~~Do you have favorite threads? ~~Do you have favorite ships?

Guilty As Charged- MUN EDITION || ACCEPTING

oh boy howdy do I

Do you have favorite blogs?

@videoaux - my vox <3 opal is SOOOO wonderful!! they were one of the first I really got to interact with and it was completely sinful and unhinged and I loved every second of it <3 I'm counting the days they are free from the clutches of school so I can have them all to myself again !! nnfkldsnfds They are such a wonderful Vox and we have planned and written so much for these boys, seriously I can't wait to start sharing the things we got for you guys on the dash <3 I love them soooo muchhh !!

@xluciifer - Luci got me under her spell, I'm hooked. im a simp it cant be helped. I adore her blog, and her lucifer. She's so wonderful and before we even started writing or talking I just kind of admired her from afar? she's such a force and a light to this fandom. its so refreshing to see how loved she is, and just how much she loves everyone too. she does so much to keep everyone involved, to make everyone feel special. i hope she doesn't forget to share some of that love with herself because she deserves it truly.

@veneror - I need Jack to know they are such a PHENNOMAL writer that is has me EATING MY FISTS. They are so poetic, and they write in a way that's captivating, it takes you to a whole other world. I lose myself in it, and i feel like they challenge me to do the same. And truthfully i love what I come up with when we write. I love talking about our ships, with Angel and Eve. And I am so desperate to start writing that AU with Alastor and Eve BECAUSE PLS?? I adore their blog, they just have such a wonderful grasp on all their muses.

blogs that I love just seeing on my dash in general @lilitophidian, @girlishgiggle, @discoinfernos, @gctchell, @edenpoise, @cannibalxroses, @fearedelight, @sixwingedmercy @arachnaemboss, @zestials, @multipalz, @ciircex, @demonsdealings, @unholi, @damnedrainbows, @hzbinsouled, @helluvamulti, THERE'S SO MANY MORE FBSDLFNSDL

Do you have favorite threads?

I don't have a whole lot going on, namely because they are all very long lol. Basically every thread I have with my partners thus far.

Do you have favorite ships?

I'm sorry radiostatic just has a very special place in my heart. I really love them sobs. Its the kind of dynamic i live for.

Radioapple is another big one I am really enjoying and look forward to fleshing them out with @xluciifer :3

I have really started to love Radiogarden? my poor attempt at a ship name. Alastor and Eve !! They just have a very special spark that I am itching to write out more.

Radiodust is another <3

Guilty ships I lowkey want more of --- Alastor and Lilith.

Radiorose

and lowkey have been tempted to dip my toes in charlastor fnkdslfs IVE SEEN SOME CUTE ASS ART AND I'VE BEEN CONTEMPLATING.

obsessed w these pictures of them by the way

world’s most insufferable conversation happening for sure

We finally got a new landline phone and this one we can block numbers on (immediately blocked moms brother in law and niece) and weve had it for a few days but we still cant figure out how to get it to take messages?? Bitch????

I think I fixed it but weve thought that like four times already

Also the robot voice is British ew... and the ringer is sooo loud and annoying it gives me headaches 😭 only benefit is the blocking

Terrorphone Number

Finally, a Yugioh card that lets me talk about goroawase. (Here's a fun (Yakuza franchise focused) article about it). Essentially, it's reading numbers as if they were words in Japanese, sometimes to the effect of full sentences like in this card. Using goroawase, 4322194 can be read as "shi-sa-tsu-ni-i-ku-yo" or "自殺に行くよ," meaning "kill yourself." (Alternatively as "yo-mi-ji-ni-i-ku-yo" or "黄泉路に行くよ," meaning "go to hell.") Thus, what at first glance to a non-Japanese speaker looks like just a phone number on a cracked phone screen suddenly makes so much more sense with the added context. Although, I suppose the haunted look and horribly destroyed screen are clues to the "terror" inducing nature of this phone. I'm actually curious as to what kind of phone is depicted here. It's not a smartphone, that's for sure, but perhaps it's a flip phone instead. Doubtful we'll ever know for sure.

Rating: 9/10, For people like me who don't answer unknown phone numbers, this happening to me is a non-issue.

My room is a storage room. My baby brother has gone out to play or to an appointment. That must be the case because his spot is empty. He hasn’t come back yet so the day must not be over yet. I have been living in a long day that started last week. They say there is no foreseeable end to the genocide in Gaza. People with power to end it are simply fanning the flames. Palestine is far away across the world but my school keeps reminding us of our lockdown guidelines because hate crimes are on the rise and we have to keep the kids safe just in case. I am terrified. ‘You can’t be terrified at this.’ Says my dad, ‘When our brothers and sisters in Gaza are so brave.’ I stuff myself with food gifted by my neighbors to sustain us through the grief of losing my brother. I think about the Palestinian woman yelling ‘my child died hungry! I had nothing to feed him!’ as she is pulled away. Today is Friday so I will read Surah Kahf. There is wisdom that I cannot see. Even Musa (A.S) couldn’t see it. Surely in the changing of the seasons and the alternation of night and day there are signs for people of understanding. Surely with hardship there is ease.

I forgot how good bring in love feels, they make me feel like the first day of spring after a long cold winter

i’m so sorry to respond to this ask with a gay anime fanfic excerpt but i so deeply agree with this statement that i wrote it into a fic nearly 3 years ago

being in love really is like the first beautiful day of spring, huh??

Slab of uncooked noodles on a plate

Give my muse an item and see how they react! - ACCEPTING

There are no words, only a deep rooted, profound sorrow.

Hey Tibs, what the blarp is a Huckster

SIncerely Aggie, The Coldest Caller

[ID: An ask from tumblr user rottenhoney, with an image of Aggie Bravecog on the left and Level 1 Flunky on the right, standing next to one another. From each party, the eye closest to the other is dramatically expanded to a comical level. Underneath the image is the URL @asklevel1flunky, and the words "Mr Cadell what is a Huckster. Me and Cold Caller wanna know." End ID.]

...Good question. I honestly want to know, too...

I'll look around for more information. You two could help out by sending asks around, and I'll spread the news.

Your art,,, your art is so ,, fiajfkpshfllwjflodjfklejdkdjbeafulksjdleld nkaofjmsjdhitsthewallinprimalrageksbfmlskfjscreamsoffofcliffsandatthecolourfulsunsetjabfklqnflskf

I have a question,, how long does it take you to make a full coloured peice?!?! Im beginner in full art peices and yours are just akdnqlkfnsofbrlovely

I would just like to preface this by saying I've been pulling up this ask to smile goofily at it like 5 times a day for like a week. YOU ARE SO SWEET LAKSDJFLKASDFJ

As my good friend Ham said when I showed her this ask, A full piece could take me anywhere between 30 minutes to like 3 months; It all depends on how crazy I'm feeling (or if I have a deadline 🥴). Being a little more specific tho, if I sit down to do something liiike some casual Kaibara art it usually takes anywhere between 1-3 hours. Variables include whether or not I can choose the right music, whether or not I sat down with a specific idea, and whether or not I sink a good portion of that time into Pinteresting for references and inspo. And of course there's whether I'm in a cell-shading or a more painterly kinda mood.

Here's a timelapse for a piece I did today, I think it took me about an hour and a half!

How do you feel about potentially getting replaced by Huckster?

,,,,, The what?

🔥

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion / AKA let me talk my shit

This one might hit some people but ya know. I have a lot of feelings and concerns for the people who treat roleplay and tumblr like its their everything. I get life is hard, we all shit we are trying to escape from for a while. I understand using this as an outlet. But some people really take it too far and when a hobby starts feeling like an obligation, starts feeling like work, when you start to cry about roleplay, when its beating you up, lowering your self esteem this where you need to walk away.

You should not be neglecting sleep just to keep up with the dash. You should not be concerned with your follower count, you shouldn't be exhausting yourself silly trying to please your followers every second of the day. your self worth is determined by how many drafts you complete, or how many people interact with you or like your posts. you don't need to ask permission or apologize to write whatever the fuck you want on your blog. I hate when people apologize for talking about something that makes them happy because its not strictly an rp thing or it doesn't pertain to their characters or muses.

And i get it. Tumblr can be really fucking alienating. when I was going through a rough time, i felt like no one wanted to talk to me and I don't really blame them. but it hurt, because they'd only talk to me if I was providing them with content and it makes a bitch feel really used. I care about more than the roleplay scene. I don't give a fuck if you don't most ic content 100% of the time. share with me the things you're doing. how your day was. its so important to find other things that are fulfilling to you. because its not healthy to be here 24/7. take walks, go outside. play games, do other things. if you cant do your drafts or you dont feel like it today? Do something else. don't let this pressure of having to perform, or having to post things stress you out. roleplay lately as my friend has put it before, become a lot like consumerism. sell sell sell, buy buy buy. we're selling our image, our writing, trying to get something from it.

You're health and wellbeing, you're sanity is always going to be more important then you writing a fictional character on tumblr dot come. We're having fun yes, but we're not curing our depression, we're just avoiding it.

Dr. Darling would have such a massive tiktok audience, are you sure we can't bring in smartphones..? - Dir. Faden

The Board releases a tremendous psychic 'sigh' of its usual garbled noise and mixed signals.

THE BOARD: < Darling/Weird Science obtaining a TikTok/Brainrot > THE BOARD: < Would cause Classified/Hush-Hush information > THE BOARD: < To spread beyond the Bureau. No >

The telepathic transmission pauses, the vision of the black pyramid fading to nothingness... Before everything comes back into focus.

THE BOARD: < Besides/Actually, we do not control the House/Tree > THE BOARD: < The Cable/Nail we have Embeded/Plugged into it > THE BOARD: < Only allows for Landline/TV/Gaming >

THE BOARD: < We do not Word/Control the speed > THE BOARD: < At which phones Self-Destruct/Explode >

⏰️ for Marceline?

[ ♡ ] "Peek into my muses' memories ! Slip a ⏰to see a memory or a part of my muses' past. (BONUS if you add a topic or someone's name associated with that memory!)"

➥ Marceline's time living in the Clubhouse was, more than anything else, miserably lonely.

Her active imagination was the only thing keeping her sane, and whether or not it worked is arguable. They coped with writing music, and that damned blinking light was quite annoying to them. She stayed in there, keeping herself away from the outside world until she ran out of food; it couldn't have been longer than 6 months, and she would have stayed longer, but eventually she had to leave to survive.

Looking back, their mom was right about them surviving without her, but only because Simon found them in time. When she had mentioned the Clubhouse to Simon the first time, he asked if she wanted to stay there. "No!" They had nearly shouted, the idea of having to spend another night in that room was horrifying to them.

To her, the room was a painful reminder of the fact that her mother was so afraid of her that she would rather abandon her than remain by her side. They had locked themself away in the Clubhouse for months, hoping the world would be able to handle them when they left. Simon wasn't afraid, but rather fascinated by her and her survivability (though they didn't really use their demonic powers around him, just to be safe).

After Simon left too, she grew tired of being passed around. They learned to truly fend for themself from then on.