#goodbye for now
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Hi everyone, this post isn't an easy one to make.
I have had a lot going on recently and as of Tuesday nearly lost my mum. Before that happened I was really hoping that despite everything going on, I would be able to pull myself out of the rut it had put me in but nothing I did worked.
I really wanted to write as it often helps me in many ways but nothing was working and I was making myself worse, putting pressure on myself for no reason.
But now I really do need to take a step back from this blog and app. I need to focus on myself and my family during this hard time. it was incredibly scary and I still haven't completely come to terms with the fact I was so close to losing my best friend.
I love you all so much but goodbye for now. I will be returning so don't worry about that. I'm not posting this for attention or anything like that and that's not what I want to come from this. But to those who have messaged me recently without a reply from me, I do apologize but hopefully this post helps to explain why a little.
I appreciate all the messages checking if I'm okay, I will be 💕
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Evening, ladies
#🪴#im remaking this blog. if you havent noticed#i felt awkward making a big text post about it so im just keeping it condensed in the tags#but anyway all the tofupupper posts are over on @tofupupper as an archive#for anyone that wants it#im probably gonna be posting about animals and botany here.. bc its what i enjoy right now#i used to really enjoy tofupuppers content but things got rough during the pandemic#and i was in a bad place. and i was just constantly getting anons from people venting to me#or talking about their mental health and im just so bad at comforting and constantly seeing#people tell me they want to die and such on my fan blog for a shiba inu was just so stressful#even though i havent posted tofu content since 2021 i still got messages like that now and then. 700 messages in my askbox rn#but anyway#im better now and i hope everyone is too#and i will still be rbing donation posts at peoples request here#i just felt awkward rbing them to a blog i didnt use otherwise#so. yeah!. wildlife biology and plants now. maybe other stuff#you dont have to stick around if thats not your thing#goodbye for now
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✨Announcement✨
Hello friends! I wish I could say this was a good news announcement but unfortunately it is not. But it's been a long time coming.
I'm struggling mentally and emotionally so I've decided to take a step back to work on myself. I used to love writing but lately I feel like I've been writing just to keep up appearances. I've been writing so I could produce content and that had lead me to despise writing.
I will be finishing My Miracle before going on break so if you're enjoying that story, do not worry!
I'm not deleting or disappearing forever. I just need some time away. I'll be checking in now and then so if you'd like to talk via DMs or asks, feel free to send some!
Before I end this, I just want to say thank you for all the love and support I have received the past couple years. I hope to come back soon with content that not only you will enjoy but so will I.
Sending much love 💕
- Cassi 🩷
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Dear veiwers,
I will not be online anymore. I don't have time to go on Tumblr and my health has been very poor. If i do every update again, please stop by and say hello. Thank you for being on board for my delulu journey with skz, haikyuu, jjk and more. I love you all so much.
#tadashisdisaster#❕khai’s queue#one last post#goodbye for now#skz smut#haikyuu smut#stray kids#skz#fyp#( ≧ᗜ≦) khai’s moots❕#haikyuu fluff#skz fluff#jjk smut#jjk fluff
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Full resolution detail scans of the production materials printed in the "Monthly Satellite Times" newspaper insert included in the Trigun Stage 9 Laserdisc release. (2/2)
Scanned, stitched together, newsprint paper texture removed by me.
13. Cold sleep capsule
14. Escape pod
15. Escape pod interior & hatch
16. Escape pod ejection bay
17. SEEDS mothership briefing room
18. Lina
19. SEEDS crew USF Force Handgun
20. Grandma Sheryl
21. Eriks
22. Mohican
23. Mohican's friends
24. Nurse & Doctor
25. Character height chart for episode 18
#trigun#trigun 1998#my scan#my scans#my edit#production materials#settei#trigun laserdiscs#rem saverem#goodbye for now#project seeds#lina trigun#grandma sheryl#eriks trigun#ericks trigun
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Ep 18: Goodbye For Now
@trigun98watchparty: Wherein Vash gets nakey and barks like a dog.
Everyone loves Ericks. What's not to love? His long hair, his slouchy outfit, his glorious bare backside...
*cough* sorry, got distracted.
--That's a load of shit about growing up, Knives, you never grew up.
--Lina, leave Ericks alone! He's cozy. Cozy is important. (well actually Vash is having nightmares but also cozy.)
--The premise of WW and the insurance girls zeroing in on Kasted City makes more sense when it's "Ace" the fairly accurate Vash impersonator leading the crew of baddies. "Ace" got cut for the anime, but both WW and Meryl booking it for where "Ace the Stampede" shows up makes more sense than hustling out to the middle of nowhere for Pigface, who is clearly... not Vash.
--WW is so appealingly shaggy.
--You grab a 12-yo's rear end, you should get thumped. Gross. Ericks deserves that kick in the ass.
--Let. The man. Eat.
--Good thing Meryl wasn't there. Would have been like that scene in Thor: Ragnarok where all the Muses faint.
--Some in fandom interpret that WW lowering his shades means he's taking a nice long gander at Vash's arse. No one could fault him for that, but it's a warning to Pigface to bugger off, or else.
--WW DOES NOT CARE FOR YOUR SHIT-TALKING.
--Grandma Sheryl is one tough old broad.
--look who's happy to see his buddy. Awwwwww. Bishounen sparkles and everything.
--Vash deserves to rest and heal from his wounds as much as anyone else. Grandma Sheryl and Lina were the best medicine he could have had. All he has even wanted is to live quietly with his human friends, and his asshole brother won't let him. And then WW uses Knives as bait, even as he's working for him.
--"Gramma, I found a sad and dirty man in the trash and he followed me home, can we keep him?"
--Shut up, WW, it's not pathetic to want to love and be loved by a family. You know that damn well.
--Someone (I think it was @weirdcat1213) pointed out that 99.999% of people would not consider "Knives" to be a man's name. That WW states that it is, should be something of a tipoff to Vash, if he hasn't figured it out already.
--You can see the thoughts screaming through Vash's head - "don't you touch her, don't you touch her, don't you fucking touch her" and then he has no choice but to pick the gun up again.
--Vash and WW have come to eat donuts and kick ass, and they're all out of donuts. Fighting back to back, like before.
--Another haircut, another turning point. Ericks is the best big brother. He'll come back to visit, Lina, don't you worry. Maybe even bring the fam.
#trigun#trigun 98#trigun 98 watch party#ericks#nicholas d. wolfwood#vash the stampede#Day 18#goodbye for now
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So Long Farewell but not really
If you're an 90s or early 2000s baby then you probably know where I was going with the title, but it was too long to fit the whole thing. Anyway let me explain the title and what it means.
This is my unofficial goodbye post I say unofficial because this isn't forever nor permanent. I know most of you have noticed that I haven’t posted an actual fic in months. The last one I posted was the Monica Rambeau x reader back in November. At the time I was still making false promises of posting more in the near future. I just want to say sorry I never intended on those promises being broken.
Back then I still had the drive and inspiration to write fics, but I do think it was starting too fade a little bit. I was in denial about it because I always told myself. I'd never be one of those fic writers who just abandoned my work and left a bunch of fics unfinished. I told myself it was the lack of time, and other priorities getting in the way. That was only half true though.
I'm ready to admit the whole truth now. Which is the ideas for my fics are still there. I still get new ideas but I haven't worked on any of my ongoing series, or a new fic. In months and whenever I try I just seem to hit a roadblock. I don't think its necessarily a lack of motivation or that I lost my passion for fic writing. I still enjoy all the fandoms I wrote for. Its just more-so I'm kind of going through a lot in life now, and something had to take a backseat. So I made the unconscious decision that it would be writing fics.
Between my job which is full-time now with me occasionally picking up six days a week, the everyday responsibilities of an adult, finding the time to work on my novel, and figuring out my life, and myself at this point. I just don't have time right now and don't know when I will again. I felt like it was time for me to finally admit this to you guys. I should've admitted it a long time ago. I'm sorry you guys especially for the ones who stuck around checking on me, and looking for updates. I still appreciate every single last one of you and all the support. You guys still mean a lot to me. Its not easy for me to say this, but for now this is goodbye.
I'll be around on this app but I'm not going too be posting anymore indefinitely. I do believe that one day I will come back and finish my fics. I just don't know when.
I love you guys.
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Fregions bones ached, his muscles sore. It had come for him slowly, so slowly he hadnt even noticed it. He was already long in the tooth by a large mark compared to most charr. He thought, maybe that meant he'd just keep on going like this forever. But one morning in a borrowed bed visiting Kas and jory, he felt it. This ache, this weakness. He was so tired… Kas had been the first to find him. He'd tried to get out of bed but he just couldnt muster the strength.
The heavy thump of his body hitting the floor must have drawn her attention up there. She had gasped, and he had laughed, weak and raspy, as she tried to help him up without looking at his naked form. Even now as he drew closer to the end…he was still embarrassing her. He was glad that never changed…she was fun to tease. She had asked if he was ill, running a fever. But no, he had shook his head and smiled sadly at her.
"Im dying…" He had said in a low voice. "I think my times up." She had panicked. Clones jumping every which way as they ran to likely contact a doctor, send letters to their friends and who knows what else. He remembered her shaky hands on his forehead as she scolded him for joking like that. But she knew he was telling the truth…
As the days drew on and his strength failed him. He cursed the world. What an ignoble end for the legendary Charr Commander. Hero of Tyria. To die peacfuly in bed. Not on the field of battle, not with a sword in his hand. But in bed, with his friends worrying over him.
Braham and Rox were surprisingly the first to come see him on his death bed. They walked in, hand in hand and he had to stop himself from laughing himself in to a coughing fit. Leave it to the young to wait till your dying to figure themselves out. Rox spoke about Olmican spirituality, about not needing to be afraid. He corrected her of course. It wasnt fear he felt after all, just disappointment it wasn't fighting. Braham joked that he could grab his mace, and send him to the mists, but before he could take the norn up on the offer Rox punched him in the shoulder with a disapproving look. He thanked them, for their visit, and wished them well in their new life. Peace lets one think on these sorts of things he supposed.
The next to visit him was Anise and Livia of all people.
"Even if we forced your hand…you were still a blade member. And an invaluable ally to Kryta, Commander." Anise said.
"Could always reanimate you if you want. Maybe let you touch the scepter of orr so you can keep on going?" She had a sad look on her face. "This is the second time I've watched you go, big guy. Wonder what you'll come back as next time?" She chuckled. "Maybe one of those bears in the north?"
Anise chuckled behind her hand. "Or a Tengu? You were always oddly beautiful for a charr." Fregion smiled. He was glad they could joke with him like that.
Crecia, Logan and Rytlock came next.
"Commander…" Logan spoke first. "It has been, an honor working with you. I also took your advice with Rytlock, and Crecias." He wrapped his hand around the charrs waist and pulled him in close. Rytlock blushed but did not fight, simply nuzzled the human affectionately.
"Its a shame we aren't out fighting something Commander…no charr wants to go so sweetly." He nodded. "Though I suppose, after killing Gods, Dragons, Demons and a slew of other horrors, I think that more then makes up for it."
Crecia stepped forward, hesitant. "I know we… and the legions…have had a rocky relationship. But I speak for all charr, thank you commander. Without you, the charr may just be icy thralls under Jormag, or worse. There may not have been any charr left at all." She placed a blood legion flag, folded neatly, on his bed. "For the legions…soldier." She and Rytlock both saluted.
Zojja came down from her large tower with a letter in hand from the Astral ward as well. Though she wasnt alone he was sure. He felt the familiar whispers and carssing of Peitha in his mind.
"Wayfi- I mean…Commander." After a moment looking forlornly at the ground she whispered. "…Fregion." She placed the letter on the bed side stand. "Considering what uh, what we know about me…and our previous history. I thought I should come see you off. I- I didnt think I'd feel this awful though." She sniffled and sent a watery smile his way. "I'm going to live a long time, ya know. The Astral ward wanted to ascend you but, given how volitile and poorly your relationship with them was, i figured id tell them no in your stead." He couldnt help but laugh at that, though it took him some time to stop coughing after.
"Mortal…you have been most amusing, I could bring you in to my fold. It would be a shame to lose someone like you…" She knew the answer, and her voice, normally low and composed, had a hint of desperation to it. "But I know the answer. Maybe we'll stumble in to each other in the mists. May your journey be gentle and easy." Zojja choked out a sob. He reached a trembling claw to her face, wiping a way the tears. He smiled. He was glad his friend was on the road to being better now too. She gripped his hand tightly, soft whimpers and sobs escaping her as she clung to him. He pretended to not hear the whispers of 'dont go' and 'please dont leave me alone again…'
On his final day…he knew it was time. He told Marjory and Kasmeer as much. They sat with him through out the day. Helped him out to the plaza of Kormir. The moon was high and the stars were shining. As if the universe itself was winking sadly at him. Or maybe his eyesight was starting to get blurry. He had asked them, told them and no one else of his secret devotion to Kormir, about his past connection to her. Kas had been extatic the first time he had told them, so many years ago. So in secret, with only the priests of Kormir to read him his last rights. They sat beside him as he lay, Caladbolg in hand, on a small cot prepared for him.
"Commander…?" Kasmeers soft voice broke the silence. Marjory gave her a quick comforting squeeze. "Fregion…" She corrects sadly. "Im only now realizing myself how little we…we used your name. And it- it hurts knowing the whys, and that only now does your name come easy."
Marjory presses her forehead against the side of Kasmeers head before turning to him and saying. "You lived a long, hard life commander. What are ya, 100 years old? You got to be a miser of a charr." she laughed. "Its a shame none of your cubs are here to see you off…charr cultures been changing, its a shame you…you wont get to see it." Fregion smiles up at the stars. He understands.
He only breaths deeply in response. His eyes are growing heavy. The comfort of Caladbolg on his chest, Tybalts lucky cog at his side. His warbands old pin, a pen that Demmi had given him that hed treasured after her death. He closed his eyes, and for a moment. He felt surrounded. Warmth and love filled him.
"Good to see you again, agent."
"The three of us are back together huh lightbringer?"
"Fregion, you've carried Caladbolg with honor. Im grateful we get to meet again."
"Hey there he is! Took him long enough! Look how OLD he is!" The cheers of roudy charr rung out.
"…Goodbye. I love you all…and hello again." He exhaled for the last time. Carried away by loving hands.
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so sorry to everyone but if i'm not replying to your messages it's because i will be locked away in my room going insane over the new aftg book. see you on the other side.
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Man in the static,,,?? More riddles. Okay gang let's figure this out Together
HE WAS HERE RECENTLY
I BELIEVE HE WAS REFERRED TO AS 'Italics'
BUT UNLIKE BEAN OR I, HE IS STUCK IN THE NARRATIVE
GUIDE YOUR FRIENDS TO A RADIO, OR PERHAPS A TV
#ooc post#THIS HINT IS FREE THAT CAKE WAS VERY GOOD#BUT NOW I GO I FEEL THE CRASHING OF SUGARS OCCURRING#GOODBYE FOR NOW#FAKE BEAN SPEAKS
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Will I end the week or will the week end me?
Stay tuned to find out
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I regret to inform you that the blog will experience a period of inactivity as I embark on a hiatus. There are certain aspects I need to comprehend better to ensure the optimal management of the blog. Rest assured, I will return shortly and look forward to reconnecting with all of you. 💔
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🇧🇷:
Olá pessoal...
Vou ficar um tempo fora das redes sociais para o bem da minha saúde mental, pois eu não tô bem nesses dias devido alguns traumas que eu tive esse ano (na qual eu não vou citar aqui)
Agradeço a todo mundo que esteve me ajudando nas redes, vejo vocês outro dia!
🇺🇸:
Hey guys...
I'm going to stay off social media for a while for the sake of my mental health, as I'm not feeling well these days due to some traumas I've had this year (which I won't mention here)
Thank you to everyone who helped me online, I'll see you another day!
@miss-kennedy @leleamo @just-cutie-avocado @justwolfie @murasakinocatt
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You guys can thank @moonlightdancer26 and @vyrid because I’m taking another long hiatus
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Scans of the “Monthly Satellite Times” newspaper insert included in the Trigun Stage 9 Laserdisc release!
Scanned, stitched together, and newsprint paper texture removed by me. Non-edited scans under the cut.
#trigun#trigun 1998#my scans#my scan#my edit#monthly satellite times#laserdisc#yasuhiro nightow#goodbye for now#rem saverem#vash the stampede#millions knives#project seeds#lina trigun#grandma sheryl#ericks trigun#eriks trigun#trigun laserdiscs
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Vanya director Sam Yates shared these behind the scenes photos, from the very earliest days of development to the wrap party/ Andrew's birthday party.
"Goodbye for now @ vanyaonstage"
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