I think everyone should selfship with their ocs and I think everyone should selfship with their friends' ocs and I think everyone should selfship with random characters they like. A-fucking-men

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no i didn’t forget!!!1! ← totally forgot

Submissions for the Carnival Creativity Contest prompt: An Airy New Friend

To be a Worldhopper is to be often subjected to rather… unusual situations. Anything ranging from getting pulled into petty rivalries, to being attacked by pirates, to getting stuck in sprawling enchanted labyrinths. Not to mention enough encounters with literal deities that would make even the least devout person second guess themself. As for what Nyklo was currently witnessing? It may not have been the most fantastical thing she’d seen; but, it was certainly among the stranger ones. It had begun with stumbling into that colorful, buzzing tent housed within the cacophony of the Carnival (Which was another odd experience in itself) and being swindled into the most bizarre game of cards that she’d ever heard of in her life. Accolades– as the points were called– given and taken without rhyme nor reason. By the end of that first round, Nyklo was convinced that the jester running it was making up whatever numbers would allow him to make away with her potato ante. A second round did not occur. At least, not for her. Before Nyklo could mumble out an excuse to leave, the Worldhopper was bodily shoved aside from her seat at the low table. Her… companion... of a Peryton ruffling their wings before dropping onto the cushion she once occupied. And while picking herself off the floor, Nyklo watched as the Peryton dropped another bundle of potatoes before the jester. ”I’ll play.” … So began the routine for each following day of the Carnival: begin by meandering through a shifting maze, followed by nursing a cup of tea (Or two) while watching a wheel slowly tick its way around, and ending with a visit to the card game tent for a few rounds. There, Nyklo would sit back and bear witness to the fastest plays that she could never imagine. Pitre dropping down a card and rattling off its tribulations just as quickly as Caesari would chirp back a number (The Accolades..?-- “Hey, I thought we started with zero!”) or the answer to some arcane riddle (”Eleven?! That doesn’t even make any sense!”). Nevertheless, Caesari managed to win the grand prize at least a few times. So clearly the beast had managed to decipher something from the game that she wouldn’t have even begun to dream of. However… Sometime within those lightning rounds Pitre expressed an interest in the Peryton (Nyklo couldn’t fault him. Caesari was certainly an… eclectic creature to behold. Nevermind the ability to play– and win– his game. … Speaking without needing to move their mouth… Seeming to know much more than they let on… Delighting in being a general nuisance… ) and contemplated a companion of his own. When the jester stood up from the table and disappeared somewhere deeper into the tent, Nyklo figured he’d gone to fetch something for her to animate for him. It wouldn’t have been the first time it had been asked of her. But, alas, things can never be quite so simple for the Worldhopper. Pitre, in all his jester wisdom, has deemed balloons to be the supreme medium to construct a pet and Caesari, in turn, expressed an interest in wanting to see the results. So after a presumably proper amount of time for the development and creation of a befitting balloon beast, Worldhopper and companion were recalled through one of those bellspeakers. Thus leading up to now… … In the moment it took for Nyklo to drop herself in the entrance of an otherwise empty tent, the jester appeared. Baffled, she gazed up as Pitre– stood in the middle of a slow-laden lane of the Carnival– held aloft a… balloon pony? Yes, indeed; a pony fashioned of pastel-colored balloons and even decorated with a flourish of paint. He brandished the figure at Caesari. The Peryton in turn holding a balloon self-miniature in their maw and looking awfully amused. Where’d that come from? “A most fitting pet for a jester, yes? I see you’ve had one made for yourself.” Caesari’s ears flicked forward, eyes squinting in mirth. ”No.” “No?” Pitre frowned. “It couldn’t have been yourself. You have no hands.” The jester peered at Nyklo. The Worldhopper shrugged back; “No idea.” “Simple, really,” the Peryton continued on, grinning around the balloon-from-thin-air. ”Not real.” Caesari tightened their maw around the balloon animal, making it burst with a loud pop and startling a gaggle of passing by carnivalgoers. And just as the beast has said, not a trace of the balloon was left. Somehow, it never existed in the first place. "Unfortunate. Perhaps you would enjoy one more permanent?" A strange Carnival with strange inhabitants. Strange games with strange rules. But those, at least, were temporary. But strange companions? Much more permanent. Such is the life of a Worldhopper.

I was telling my mom how I read that the corona virus could’ve been stopped if the Chinese government listened to the ppl when ppl started getting sick then she brought up communism ‘cause they think they can handle everything when they can’t’

Mom we literally have anti-vaxers and babies and kids are dying because of it

oh wow I just remembered. you guys havent seen darkstar's pretty teeth!

time to design darkstar I guess

this is honestly like THE gif to me. it's probably the rawest representation of catharsis I've ever seen

one of my favorite things to do is add a "THESKULL" emoji everytime a server owner accidentally leaves their emote adding perms open. still have no idea why discord random decided it'd be a good idea to make emote adding be a default permission lol

my favorite thing about tumblr over twitter is that I can just reblog anything as many times as I want. if I get art that really tickles my brain I can just bother you guys with it every other day. really awesomesauce if you ask me...

shoutout to all my goopy slimers in chat. the sliiiimers

kind of on my "the reblogger" grind atm. I fucking love reblogging I am the number 1 reblogger 💪

they should call snake hugs "snugs", since that's how you'll be when you get in one !

CONSUME MY MOST VILE POTION, TRAVELLER 🧙‍♀️

you know, you never realize just how high the bar to entry for video creation is until you actually sit down and try to make one

every half decent piece of software asks for anywhere from 60 - 200 dollars upfront. all free software comes in any of 4 flavors - incredibly laggy, locked to mobile, barebones, or some mixture of all of the above. this doesn't even include the secret fifth flavor, "oh yeah we'll advertise it as a free software but as soon as you go onto the website you realize it's just a free trial." like there has to be some sort of blender/krita equivalent for video editing right; some piece of free, industry standard, open source software that can work well as an entry for beginners. why is that not a thing. I think I need to explode

did I send somebody the ask "THE SCARY CHASER" earlier? I can't tell if I dreamt that or if I autopilot typed that into one of my mutual's ask boxes