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homestuckoveranalysis · 8 months
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So I'm playing Terraria for PC a lot now (I used to play it A LOT on the 3DS version. Apparently also I figured out how to access tumblr on my 3DS one time.) aaand I decided to make Jade my character after the fact on 3DS I made it after Jake instead.
List of the items she has on in case you are having trouble reading it:
Celestial Cuffs (Hades dye)
Hand of Creation
Terraspark Boots (Pink Gel dye)
Butterfly Wings (Twilight dye)
Frog Gear ===Vanity===
Fox Ears (Silver dye)
Wedding Dress (Inverted dye)
Crimson Cloak (Twilight dye)
(It's not in the image- I forgot to put it on) Speed Hair Dye makes hair go green the faster you move
Chapter 3 of demonstuck au is in the works btw
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ozuzo · 2 months
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Happy 413 to the webcomic that changed everything! 💖
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olive-is-a-jim · 1 year
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Nepepepepepepepetttaaaaaaaaaaaa~ :33
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thepythakorean · 1 year
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The streets are empty. Wind skims the voids keeping neighbors apart, as if grazing the hollow of a cut reed, or say, a plundered mailbox. A familiar note is produced. It's the one Desolation plays to keep its instrument in tune. You have a feeling it's going to be a long day.
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queenohalloween · 1 year
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sch4r4 · 1 year
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Last silly little doodle for my silly little eggs
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ashacidic · 2 years
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redraw  lol
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tinfairies · 1 year
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The Fairy Garden
My Ko-Fi
Commission Directory
My Art Tag: tin art
My ask box and DMs are always open for people to come chat or be horny little freaks!
Requests Closed
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Don't like it? Block me!
Don't be a cunt.
Dark content including rape, self harm, suicide, murder, domestic violence, drug and alcohol abuse, necrophilia, cannibalism, incest and bodily fluids will be present here.
My only major boundary is scat. It just doesn't interest me.
Bestiality and pedophilia are entirely off the table. Yuck.
I do not consent to my writing or art being translated and/or posted to any other website or being fed to AI.
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I go by Tin or Lu, I'm 23 years old.
Filthy American 🦅*eagle noises*
I am bi, enby and more fem presenting. I use any pronouns but use she/her by default since it's just easiest. (what I'm used to)
I represent myself with bears, tigers and orange cats.
About Lu
Lu's tumblr
Lu is similar to an alter ego or imaginary friend if you will. I blame shit on him and project my problems onto him. I use him so I don't have to feel negative emotions. He is my punching bag.
Lu is me and I am Lu and I am in full control of my actions and words.
Lu is represented by black dogs/wolves
I "talk" to him and he "talks" to me
Fun Facts
I have 2 kitties named Mercury and Jasmine and 2 leopard geckos named Mister Man and Dracarys
I do lots of art, I used to write a lot but I haven't had the muse for it lately
Mentally ill but who isn't these days (we live in a society fr)
Kink Stuff
Bisexual, switch. Lots of nasty, icky kinks.
BDSM, pet play, age play, knife play, cnc, dumbification, and piss are some of my top kinks.
A mommy dom, or a ma'am but I like being called daddy and sir too. I love puppy and kitty subs and littles.
I am a kitty sub and a little sometimes.
I like being a brat.
I can be a mean dom or soft dom depending on what my sub wants
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Fandom List
(this list updates frequently and you're always welcome to pop into my ask box or DMs to talk about these fandoms!)
Anime/Cartoons: Hunter x Hunter, Death Note, Fruits Basket, One Piece, Black Butler, Hazbin Hotel, Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, Ouran High School Host Club, Princess Jellyfish, Bungo Stray Dogs
TV Shows: Supernatural, The Boys, Gen V, Alice in Borderland, Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, Criminal Minds, Percy Jackson, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Movies: Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, The Hunger Games, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, MCU, DCU, X-Men, Slasher/Horror Fandom, Star Wars, The Last Unicorn, Repo! The Genetic Opera, Twilight Saga, Phantom of the Opera
Video Games: Left 4 Dead, Fallout, Mass Effect, Dragon Age, Borderlands, Resident Evil, Dead By Daylight, The Sims, Stardew Valley, Red Dead Redemption, Animal Crossing, Boyfriend to Death, The Price of Flesh, Sally Face, Fran Bow, Night in the Woods, Fear and Hunger
Misc: Creepypasta, Marble Hornets, Homestuck, The Vampire Chronicles, Lychee Light Club
Other Interests
Art, writing, history, archeology, anthropology, architecture, vintage era, edwardian era, medieval era, dinosaurs, cryptozoology, speculative evolution, science, mass tragedies, chernobyl meltdown, cults, fashion, historical fashion, horror, true crime, music, musicals
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My Hunger Games/TBOSAS Masterlist
My One Piece Masterlist
My Hunter x Hunter Masterlist
My Old Masterlist
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sweatyshroom · 3 months
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some old art from the past three years because i haven't been able to draw anything besides commissions recently, i'm hoping to be able to draw some personal stuff soon that i can post also yes i used to be a filthy homestuck back in 2014-2015 so occasionally i draw or paint the trolls when i get bored/have art block
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splickedylit · 1 year
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happy homestuck you filthy animals (aka REQUESTS)
Going to bed now but I'd like to do some 4/13 art when I wake up! (Including Hiveswap I suppose, but tbh I only know the clowns). Multiple asks are totally welcome; I know I won't have time/energy to draw everything, so I love to have lots of options. Please don't be shy! :)
Requests that are just for "(character)" or "(pairing)" are fine and may get filled, although I often like to have a seed or prompt to base things on, SO. If you would like...a prompt for possible prompts, here are some request nights I've enjoyed in the past:
Pairing+types of kisses (cheek/lips/cute/passionate/etc etc)
Outfit suggestions
Emoji prompts (either faces/expressions or other emojis for the Vibes)
Character/pairing and 1-2 lines of dialogue/description
AUs (vague, specific, canon-divergent, totally new, one of my six thousand AUs, whatever)
Bloodswaps specifically I remember doing at one point
Redraws of older art I've made
Fusions of two characters
etc etc etc
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turingtestedblog · 2 months
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HAPPY 4/13 YOU FILTHY HOMESTUCKS. NO ART UNFORTUNATELY, SPENT ALL DAY BAKING.
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vv VID UNDER CUT
RARE HAL FACE REVEAL
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the revealed cast so far
uranium girl and weather boy
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starsnores · 10 months
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Just wanted to say that I ordered one of your arts on the big metal hang up thing. I just loved how you drew Feferi and Meenah and they will be going on my wall to forever remind me and my roommate that we are filthy homestucks forever.
ah thank you!!! i left the metal prints and stuff as options but they're a little expensive so thank you!!
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olive-is-a-jim · 11 months
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Showstopping Sabrina
Episode 1: "Stairwell Sabrina"
This is a rework of a story concept I’ve had for a while called “Self-Insert Sabrina”, where Sabrina travels through different fandom universes and has misadventures and such. It has been taken in a different direction.
Sabrina one day visits an antique shop with many curious items priced at nearly extortionate denominations. Near the back in a section with vintage but still wearable clothing, there’s a box. Its price tag is $2.50 and feel very out of place. It’s made of what seems to be bronze and tin, with 100 tiny glass light bulbs arranged in a circle on top, none of which are lit. The design all over the box is a simple square wave, the top section in bronze with the bottom in tin.
Sabrina decides to take it, as well as a nice locket that’s displayed near the cash register. She pays for her items and walks home, letting her mind empty out as the day slowly fades into evening.
After a good hour and a half of walking (she’s gotten used to it at this point due to living up in the hills) Sabrina sees her family home. She goes to open the door and one of the lights on the box starts to glow as Sabrina is suddenly teleported to another universe.
She finds herself in a dilapidated house not out of place of something built and decorated in the 1970’s besides three things:
1: It’s been trashed and broken in numerous spots.
2: The box is annoyingly heavy enough to be straining but not enough to be incapable of carrying.
3: The foyer extends nearly endlessly, only having the sight of a stairwell to betray this idea.
Sabrina nervously walks her way over after noting that the wall behind her has no door. The hall feels like it loops, even the trash and gashes in the architecture repeating and disorientating. She reaches the stairwell after what feels like thirty minutes, her stomach dropping as she looks down.
The stairs spiral in both directions endlessly, the geometry distorting the further down she looks. There’s trash everywhere and Sabrina takes a moment to notice that all the ruined objects are her childhood toys, each one more mutilated than the last. It’s utterly disturbing and she doesn’t know why she’s here nor if whatever pushed her in this twisted world did so with intent. There’s a good chance it wasn’t made with her in mind, perhaps being just a reflection of her own psyche the moment she appeared.
But it doesn’t matter to Sabrina, not in the slightest. She determines that, no, there is not time enough for introspection when in this bizarre place. Or any uncomfortable situation, though calling right now uncomfortable is quite the understatement. Sabrina does continue to pause, trying to decide which direction to go- up… or down.
She takes the stairs upwards and while the contents nor the shape of the steps are able to be predicted from her line of sight, it’s not going further into darkness the deeper down you go. Sabrina places one foot on the musty carpeted flight, stepping on a pocket between the fabric and the wood, and curls inward as hundreds of dust particles and moldy spores get catapulted into her face. The wood creaks as if stepping on a plastic skeleton, squeaky and shiversome.
She goes up and tightens a hold on the box, the light in the room getting brighter. It’s a good sign, right? At least she can see where she’s going, right?
It gets brighter. The trash is still everywhere and the surrounding walls are still grody and decayed, but it’s getting brighter. The ruined toys start losing details that make them recognizable to Sabrina: Stuffed bears without faces, fashion dolls wearing simple white cloths, and music boxes all playing the same note over and over.
Eventually she guesses she’s reached the very top of the building as the step extends wider in all directions. It’s still cramped and she can’t help but trip over objects that are now just rounded geometric shapes. Most notably is the light. It’s the exact opposite of pitch black, a brightness so bright and colorless yet it distinctly does not hurt her eyes. It’s as if everything that exists was invisible and this is what is left.
Sabrina feels around with one arm, the other firmly gripping the box, for a wall. Through the trash she find one with strange ridges, divots and bumps in the wooden boards giving an uncannily familiar impression that-
Oh wait, it’s just a door.
Sabrina lunges, arm rapidly tossing trash to clear out a path for her. She scrambles to find the handle, and after forever she does. The box is gripped between her neck and upper arms, her head bent forward to keep it in place as she shakes the handle as if were a comatose loved one.
Insects singing. Splintery wood. Molded, musty air. Droning clicks. Bright. Nothingness. And Sabrina.
Her energy is nearly spent and the box about threatens to fall from her clutches. She keeps one hand on the door handle, and the box in the other. She uses her free, shaking fingers to wipe away budding tears. The door won’t open. Her senses now allied against her. The box is poking her ribs.
Sabrina is tired. Why was she here? What caused this? How much time has even passed?
It was this box. This stupid box. She grows infuriated on the spot, kicking at the door with what little left she has in her muscles.
The wood breaks, dust and termites flying out. The door’s hinges snap and the entire plank falls down with a resounding thud.
She’s done. Sabrina is done, she’s had enough. There’s not an ounce of pride left but she swallows it regardless, and grimly steps through the broken doorframe. As she finally steps out of the stairwell her vision is restored instantly. Sabrina looks around.
She’s at the foyer again. The destroyed door is gone, the wall the same as she saw originally. Sabrina leans against the wall to the left of the false entrance, sliding down and surely staining her shirt yellow-brown. She holds the box tightly, arms folded around it. She squeezes it, unsure if for some sick comfort or to try and punish the damned thing.
Slow and shallow breaths leave her lungs which fill with dust and mold. Sabrina will die here, won’t she?
She closes her eyes, thinking about how normal her day was. At the edge of a slow, slow death- now is the time to self-reflect.
Sabrina was just shopping. Sabrina was just looking. Sabrina was only really going to get the locket in the end. Sabrina was going to go home and show her friends. Sabrina was going to enjoy the rest of her night with company. Sabrina was going to be content where she was.
Sabrina was going to be content where she was.
Sabrina was going to be content.
Taking a deep breath Sabrina prepares to fall asleep here, not even caring if it’s daytime or if there will be daytime at all if she wakes.
She goes to lay down on the disgusting carpet. The box clicks and another tiny light bulb glows.
Sabrina is falling, and rapidly too. It’s sickening, spinning out of control and in every direction. Her hair flies in her face, her grip on the box a struggle to maintain. It gets faster and faster until she
 falls
  down
    into the
       ocean.
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signofthestriking · 10 months
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Yes Rouge, thank you for listening to my insane ramblings about DBZ and Just Dance
Sup. I'm the ratman, another lunatic with a blog. Glad you could make it. Lemme ramble about myself for a bit
Disclaimer: Would really recommend you follow this blog with caution if you're a minor. This may be a SFW blog, but I'm still an adult with little to no filter at times.
Blinkies.cafe for all your blinkie needs. #flashing lights will be used on all my posts with blinkies.
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Who am I?
Just a filthy queer in his basement with ridiculous spiritual beliefs and mental problems. But we vibin.
As far as names go, ratman or The Boys works just fine.
Bit of an amateur cook. Autism be damned I can work a stove. Not a grill thats scary.
I'm a seamstress when I feel adventurous. It's fun to dress up and cosplay a bit. Would love more time to do DIY shit.
Started T early 2021, top surgery late 2022.
I have cats. I love cats.
System-wise, we're a mixed bag. If you really must know, yes it started because of The Trauma. Although not everything has to do with our childhood lore. The soulbonds certainly don't.
If you guess a kintype of ours correctly I'll send you a Jolly Rancher in the mail /j
What do I post about?
Fandom, of course. Mainly DBZ and Just Dance, some Homestuck, maybe a bit of Undertale. The occasional Fablehaven if I'm really feeling it. Others to pop up as shit filters through my dash.
Fanfiction. Which I write when I feel like it. Will be tagging as #ratman scribbles in the future.
Art. I also draw when I feel like it. Tagged with #ratman doodles
Some serious topics I think are important, in some form or fashion. Will be tagged with #ratman rants if you need to avoid them.
#ratman after dark for anything particularly spicy if ykwim. This gets a lot more use on my sideblog to be fair-
Where else can you find me?
@saffronthreads is the selfship sideblog. 18+ ONLY.
Theres a very inactive system blog at @theboysbevibin too I guess?
Who can interact? Anyone really, unless I hit the block button. But let's just cover some bases.
Some of what I reblog is stuff I dont 100% agree with. Some of its not the most well-written, either. They're Tumblr posts and I have a bad mouth. Get tf over it or don't come to my blog.
Pupgender bi gay demiboy with paw/it pronouns? Fuck yeah. Lesbian men? Friends, all of them. Transspecies? Transracial adoptees? Hell yeah, sorry there's some shitty people trying to steal your terms. Oh and speaking of!
Trans-BPD? Nah I don't think so. These identities play by different rules, you don't just "transition" to another the way you do with gender.
Am I down for "problematic" fiction? Sure. Hell, I'm working on a series that explores a pop star's descent into drug abuse and toxic relationships, and I don't plan on pulling a lot of punches when it comes to the things that happen to him. So I'm not against this kind of fiction existing. Yes, even those gross sexual taboos people like to cite. People use fiction to explore fuck-nasty shit, and that's not going to change no matter how uncomfortable you are.
However, it's not something you just pick up and write about. Especially if it involves characters who aren't yours, when it comes to fanfiction. You should be getting the consent of original creators when needed, and you should be ready to tag things appropriately so people can avoid your work. Fandom is not your bedroom, don't treat it like one. If it's some kind of sexual taboo, you should have a good grip on how to be safe with fetishes like that, and you should keep it out of spaces where it doesn't belong. If you're looking to criticize something you think is wrong, make sure you point out exactly where the real harm is. Don't just leave it at "it's fetishizing/normalizing something bad", read the work in question and point out specifics details. It's 2024, take "dark content" seriously.
Idk if anything in that rant makes me proship or anti ship and I don't fucking care. I mean, I do care tbh. I care in the sense that I think both are full of shit. If you think I'm part of the side you don't like, idk block me I guess
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thetoaddaddy · 11 months
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🧶 — any non-writing hobbies/interests?
😀 — are there any rpc mutuals that you’ve met irl before? (I'm curious if I'm the only one who's done this lmaoooo)
💯 — share three random facts about yourself that your mutuals may not know about you.
🧶 art and colouring! Baking too. Knitting when im not in the mood for anything. Vidg games as well.
😀 I’ve seen the faces of a couple but nah not an irl meet up. I think cuz im a filthy Canadian and all of y’all are American or European.
💯oh boy. 1. I’m the author of the most popular and longest Jiraiya/Reader collections on AO3. 2. I once ate a whole meal for two from Montanas, was having a day.
3. I used to be a Homestuck 🤧🤧🤧🤧
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