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enii · 2 months
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Everyday, my best looks different💕
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emo-batboy · 2 months
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it's like you hibernated for winter and then come back and post like 4-5 times within a week lmao
Yep, that’s pretty much how I’ll be posting from now on :) I find it’s more achievable that way, and all the updates are like bite-sized seasons
Also here’s the before and after of the first shirt edit lol
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(Right now, I’m only using the free version of Canva and two free websites. I will NOT be paying money for photoshop.)
I’d give you the two other versions I made but those would be spoilers because those shirts designs are in the following updates.
Okay BYE :D
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delta86-art · 10 months
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More character concepts.
Was just supposed to be a sketch, but I got carried away.
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howanti · 3 months
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G E N O by loverofpiggies
no glitch version below cut
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spittyfishy · 1 month
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For Kiibo, do you miss your professor?
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Kiibo’s having a time and a half lol
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ribz4livers · 4 months
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A pizza doxing or a trip to the dumpster would have been so much better than this...
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I am finally trying to be more comfortable sharing my writing with the general public! This is supposed to function as a small introduction to Madeline and the events leading up to her kidnapping just before where TPOF takes place. It isn't very long but depending on the reception, I do want to try my hand and writing more about her and potentially Derek (once I get over my cringe hurdles).
I hope you guys enjoy. 💖
This post contains writing! If you would like to read, please click on the "Keep Reading" below!
Madeline/content belongs to myself (ribz4livers)
TPOF belongs to @/gatobob
Word count: below 1000
🔞 MINORS DNI! 🔞 This includes AGELESS BLOGS! Failure to comply will result in a BLOCK.
“Alright guys! You know the drill, let me know what you think in the comments below or–” the girl on the screen flashes a small but toothy smile, “if you’re watching this live, blow that chat box up! I’ll see you later for my next scheduled live and trust me, you won’t want to miss it!" She held up a hand and gifted a small wave, “Bye-bye and keep yourselves safe!” Cut. That’s a wrap. Madeline leaned over her keyboard, hitting the button on her microphone to end the live audio before quickly doing the same with her webcam, cutting the hundreds of eyeballs ogling her from the shadows of the internet. She sighed, clicking her mouse and scrolling through the chat feed, reading people’s reactions to her most recent stream. “This was disgusting”, “is she actually serious?”, “troll”, etc… There were a few people singing their praises, applauding Madeline for her attention to detail when talking about the Top 5 Most Gruesome Serial Killers of Our Time!!! but she knew they were just knights in shining armor trying to get the attention of their queen. There was no research in these videos; a quick visit to any online encyclopedia and there was all the information she needed. Copy, past, action.
Even with so many people watching her when she hit that “go live” button on her screen, once she ended that stream that was it; no eyes, no reeling chat, just nothing; just her staring back at the wolfish girl in the viewfinder on her screen, all alone. Leaning back in her chair, Madeline again sighed. The reactions she got were good but were they good enough to get the attention of the reaction channels? After her last controversy, rating victims’ outfits, she really needed to step it up a notch if she wanted to keep the notoriety.  “Maybe…Dateable Delinquents? No…too easy…” Madeline muttered to herself, grabbing her phone. She checked her texts. It had been over 6 hours since she had last looked at her phone anyway, right? Something had to be there by now.
“Tch…” Madeline clicked her tongue as there were no texts from anyone. Oh well, in the meantime she could go for a dose of fresh air. Maybe visit that cute café down the road and get ahead on her next script or finally start on that essay she had due today before midnight.
Making her way to the vanity, Madeline kicked a medium sized box out of the way, the useless artifacts from a time past rattling around and hopefully breaking in the process. She glanced at the box as she passed, taking note of the neatly written address on one of its half opened flaps. Clearly a woman's writing. She would have to make a trip to the apartment dumpster soon, what a fucking pain.
Once sat in front of the vanity mirror, Madeline began touching up her appearance. She already had her makeup done, never appearing on streams or videos without it, but it couldn't hurt to fix her hair and adjust her outfit in accordance with today's weather: drab and weary. 
Just her and the girl in the mirror now. Her eyes were too yellow, her ears too tall, nails too thick and teeth far too sharp. Madeline flashed a smile at the glass but shame pricked her lips before they stretched too far. Well behaved girls don't bare fangs.
She began to brush her hair carefully, taking extra care to give it that desired, signature flip she was known for–at least if she had people who knew her–and for a moment thought about a time when her hair was much longer, harder to style; no, it wasn't that it was harder to style but that she wasn't allowed to style. Once again Madeline thought about that box sitting only a few feet behind her. Impulsively grabbing her phone again Madeline opened the screen. Still nothing. The phone made a loud clack as she set it back down on the table with a little more force than before and continued her grooming.
Madeline was lost in teeth, boxes, scripts but was suddenly interrupted by what sounded like a door, her door, getting softly knocked. It wasn't expected but it wasn't unwelcome either. Maybe it was one of those pizza doxings she had heard so much about from her time lurking on the internet farms. The thought of someone going through all that effort just to send her a free lunch made the girl smile, fangs poking over her elongated lips. How sad were these keyboard warriors? 
Another knock.
Madeline got up, doing a once over in the mirror and began making her way to the door, all smiles, "hold on, I'm coming."
Silence.
Without checking the peep hole, Madeline opened the door wide but her giddy expression clouded once she saw there was in fact no pizza, only two large bodies dressed in dark colors and obscured faces.
"Hi…Madeline?" One of them asked in a voice that sounded fake, filtered and suspicious.
There was no time for her body much less her mind to react. There was no sixth sense, no hair standing on edge and no words; and apparently these people needed no answer. Before Madeline could utter a word, she felt something pressed to her mouth, a cloth, and next there was only black–
A pizza doxing or a trip to the dumpster would have been so much better than this.
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mvchpastel · 1 month
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heeeeey i am alive just trying my best to get through finals szn lol
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cripplecharacters · 29 days
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I recently realized that a disabled character I play falls into some iffy stereotypes, and I'm wondering if it was possible to improve the character them without entirely rewriting them, whether by tweaking their motivations or adding other traits or something (just bc I don't want to retcon 2 years of games if possible).
Is it alright if I send more details to run them by you for suggestions?
Hi, feel free to send an ask! I will try to help, but it largely depends on your character's specific disability if you will get satisfactory suggestions. But I will try to direct you to some resources if I'm unable to help otherwise.
Mod Sasza
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askthestickboyes · 6 months
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i can't tell if this is dead or just hasn't been getting asks.
CREATORS NOTE:
neither I JUST HAVE SCHOOL
AND HAVE ZERO BREAKS ANY TIME SOON
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cuckoo-on-a-string · 1 year
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Does anyone else hesitate to reblog because of the usual childhood traumas, or is that just me?
After decades of conditioning to not engage unless I was 105% sure someone wanted me to interact (or be mocked, called "annoying," etc.), I'm so used to quietly leaving likes and moving on that the idea of reblogging is still a little terrifying.
Like, this shit still happens on Facebook. With people I know. Let alone strangers.
So it's really, really okay to just reblog? I know the logical answer, but the conditioning is SCREAMING.
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lazycakelc · 5 hours
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Well, I just want to drop some(!) of my Thaden WIPs
And the reason why I couldn't finish them for so long????
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Thane's hair is too hard to draw guys
Of course I will finish them, but I am just so tired because of the HAIRRRRRR
I also want to draw some pics of Gavus and Eugene, but I haven't read their lore yet, so maybe later (◞ ‸ ◟ㆀ)
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gloomyronin · 6 months
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//Ooc post!
Hello hello! Aether here! I'm one of the four people who are "best friends" with Idia, as Disneyland employees would put it. Although recently it has mostly been me behind the majority of the account activity for the past few days.
But I have come here to talk about the roleplaying on this rp account. I love it, always enjoy the interactions and everyone who sends Idia asks. HOWEVER, I am autistic. And I sometimes genuinely cannot tell when an ask is supposed to be taken as something that's happening in person for Idia or if I'm supposed to be responding as if Idia is answering an ask online. As this account is mostly supposed to replicate a real Tumblr blog ran by the real Idia, hence all of my shitposts. Although I do still encourage roleplays that are supposed to be taking place in person with the characters. However, I have a certain way of roleplaying Idia when it's an in person interaction. For example, I'll make him stutter and I'll describe his actions with [brackets]. And I just don't bother to do that when the response supposed to be taken like a tumblr post, as he obviously wouldn't stutter over text. And that's where the struggle kicks in, because I sometimes cannot decipher if I'm supposed to respond like a text post or like Idia is verbally responding. I sometimes switch between the two rp styles randomly when I cannot tell and hope that it's the right one.
And so, I would like to propose a system to fix that problem:
The emoji indicators, putting an emoji in brackets before continuing your ask based on what type of interaction is going on so that Idia can respond accordingly!
Listed indicators:
(📱) = this is an in character text conversation
(🗣) = this is an in character verbal/in person conversation
That is all I can think of that the moment. I would make one for ooc asks, but that can easily be achieved by simply saying (//ooc) so I will not bother.
I just thought that using emojis to indicate the nature of a roleplay would not only be helpful, but also fun. So I think you for reading this, and Idia will see you in the next post!
Peace out xx
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mysticstoryteller · 1 month
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kians-korner · 2 months
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Yo dudes!!
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Name’s Kian, Kian stone. Rand said I’d be a “tumblr sexy man” Like. whatever that means.
Just here to hang and talk about rock music I LOVE ROCK N ROLL MAN
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#Kian answers
Answer any questions n stuff!
#Kian talking
original thoughts…
#rockin with Kian
Rock n roll posting dude
#kian posting
Rebloggin stuff!
// things ab the admin :)
She/her
19 years old
Not sure where I am placing this in the tl but I’m just having fun fr
I’m down to collab and stuff on lore :D
I am a big nightmare blunt rotation girl its got me cheering
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i-am-very-human · 26 days
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exulzae · 8 months
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In case anyone is wondering why the jack spicer charms + other merch is taking so long. Also I just started school again 💀
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