Questioning therianity (probably just otherlink but who knows)
I don’t know what else to say I guess. This blog will mostly just be used as a place for me to repost stuff, maybe occasionally be silly probably. Maybe art
Something something block me if you want (I block freely, but probably won’t block without a reason)
NSFW can interact, but don’t be freaky when interacting. Other than that, no DNI. Just be reasonable when talking to me.
Ok I think thats everything (will edit with system intros later maybe)
Mods (or system mates)
Mod Lemon- I’m the host, I go by Lemon or Lemonade online. Everyone else will just use their normal names I think? I’m going to use the blog the most, since I don’t think anyone else in the system cares about tumblr.
Mod Grumbo- I’m a muppet. Lemon made a muppet, and it introjected as me. Name’s Grumbo. Uhhh keeping this here for archiving purposes?
Guys we are TIED (Tenna & Senshi) at the time of reblogging this.
TENNA PLEASE. PULL THROUGH. I WILL BE SO HAPPY!! TOBY “TRICKY TONY” “RADIATION” FOX MAINTAINS HIS STREAK OF MAKING TUMBLR SEXYMEN. PLEASE!!!!
Also I think it’d be funny for someone to draw something with tumblr sexyman contest winners, with Stanley Pines feeling out of place between two Toby Fox characters. “One of these things is not like the others” y’know?
I always forget there are maga people on tumblr, this doesn’t feel like a website you’d find them on, so to keep them away:
Reblog if your blog is a maga free zone because if it wasn’t clear enough fuck ice, fuck maga, fuck Trump, Fuck Rowling, and fuck all the other bigots I missed
I made fanart of Jeffrey! I have no idea who this guy is but I love him. My friend and I tried to identify what type of skull he is, and we landed on some type of cervid/deer.
Current theory is that he's an elk skull, so I drew him with elk antlers. There's slight design inspo from chronic wasting disease, as well as from that guy on instagram with the sheep horror fursuit (ichabodkacheek). If you don't know who that is, and you like horror, check them out.
Anyways, LETS GO JEFFREY SWEEP 2026 PLEASE. Vote for him in the 2026 Tumblr Sexyman poll before it's too late!!!
💬 35 🔁 208 ❤️ 613 · Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Round 1 Part 38
Hipswitch design by @glowbat
Friendly reminder that you can talk to your brain like a beloved innocent little kid and it works probably better than you’d expect
“Wow this is pretty rough huh…let’s think of some good things instead! What are some things we’re looking forward to?”
“I have an idea, lets pretend we’re in slow-motion, even our breathing and blinking is slooowwww”
“Quick I need your help it’s really super important! Tell me every single [color/animal/etc] you can possibly think of”
“Hey buddy, do you maybe want your favorite snack? I bet you’re pretty tired huh…how about we have a little nap/go to bed early tonight”
Doesn’t always have to be for handling negative stuff either in fact doing it in neutral-positive situations will help you remember it’s even an option in times of distress. And in general it’s just very healing, promotes self-worth, etc.
(no specific source other than that one of my lifelong special interests has been How To Be Better In Every Way Because Everthing About Me Just Seems Wrong)
btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here
WOOHOO! Guess who finally finished this month's animation? I honestly didn't think I'd get it done in time, but I still have 2 days left! So I can start march's animation with a clean slate :D
but yeah, I think this came out great, I love it :3
I have way too many defective "misprints" in this pin design, so I'm selling them all for $5. Additionally, I only have 4-5 pins (of each design) in good shape left. So those are discounted too! Until I sell them all.
The complications that accompany working with resin have been frustrating. I WOULD like to restock this item someday. (I really like these pins and their designs.) But in the future, I'll do them without the resin dome. So if you'd like to have this design with the added resin finish, now's the time!! There's only a few left of all 3 designs.
989 words, part 1 of 2. More writing under the cut
Adami Adashino took out her offerings again. She knew she’d forgotten something. It was so painfully obvious. The phone call told her what to do earlier, and Adami had a feeling she now knew what it had meant.
“You lost? Say ‘Clothes’.”
That was all she had to do. Well- not exactly. Not just clothes.
The word in Otherworldly for clothes. It had summoned the Bride before, when Adami was in the Otherworld. Might as well be worth a shot now. She took a deep breath and spoke aloud, clearly and briefly.
“(I need clothes)”. At first, it was silent. No one said anything, and no one appeared. It was only when Adami turned around and saw her standing there, in that elegant white dress, that she realized it had worked.
“(Clothes? You need clothes?)” The bride spoke gently, with an air of surprise around her as she recognized Adami. She then looked around. “(Where we..?)”
Adami was startled, surprised, and excited all at once. “(Meet you! Happy!)” Of course it was good to see her. An ounce of reminiscence from a world Adami couldn’t forget. She then remembered her mission. The bride looked so confused, and a little bit worried. “(Not need clothes. Need help.)”
“(Help? What help?)” How could she help?
“(Need find residents. Residents here. Know where?)” Even though Adami knew what she was saying, speaking Otherworldly again felt very strange. Her pronunciation wasn’t perfect anymore. Still, she knew the words, and in this language, that was enough.
“(Where.. here?)” The bride, of course, had no idea where she even was. Adami wasn’t sure what to make of this. She had finally confirmed that her dream world WAS real, at least in some capacity. That meant she had left the friends she’d made there. She needed help, and it seemed like that help was going to come from The Bride.
Of course, Adami had to at least try explaining to the Bride. “(Here different. Different place. This my place.)” Hopefully that translated correctly into this being Adami’s home. “(Residents here. Not know why. Need help looking for them.)” The bride looked at Adami- or at least Adami assumed she was looking at her, with the lack of her face.
“(Not know what help. Can use.)” The bride spoke confidently, but Adami was confused. Can use? Can use what? But her question was soon to be answered, as the bride walked over to a crack in the wall and spoke into it. Adami didn’t hear what she said, but she did see something after she spoke. Of course, it was Mr. Gap, in the wall.
“(what want? Why you here-)” And that was when he spotted Adami. He quickly tried to flee back into the wall, but Adami grabbed his arm.
“Oh no you don’t- (Return!)” And she pulled him back towards the gap. He looked at her, clearly startled.
“(sorry)” He apologized. But Adami was confused.
“(Why sorry?)” She spoke.
“(You not know?)” And this was where Mr. Gap realized he had made a terrible mistake. Adami didn’t know what he was sorry for- but now that he had mentioned it, she was sure as hell going to find out. “(No sorry. Not need sorry.)”
“(Are residents here?)” Adami demanded more than asked. She needed to know- was everyone else here too? The phone call she had received prior told her they were. She needed to know.
Mr. Gap hesitated a long while before answering. Finally, he spoke. “(Some. Some residents here.)”
“(You know why?)” She was getting her answers, now or never.
“(I want you to give arm.)” But Mr. Gap clearly had other plans. Luckily, Adami was prepared.
“(I have different. Want?)”
“(No. I want arm.)” Of course he was making this difficult.
Adami turned back to the bride, but she was gone. She reached into her bag and took out a small bag of beef jerky. She ripped it open with her mouth, and handed him the bag. “(Container. Have consume item.)”
“(Consume item?)” Mr. Gap looked into the bag, reaching in and taking out a piece of jerky. “(Can consume?)” he asked, hesitant about if this was truly edible.
“(Can consume. Can have more. Want know why.)” She was only planning on giving him more if he told her what she wanted- no, what she needed to know. Where were the others?
Mr. Gap chewed on the jerky for a minute, before realizing it had something he hadn’t been able to taste in quite some time: Salt AND sugar. “(Good! Want more!)” but Adami pulled the bag back as he reached to grab another piece.
“(Where residents? Why residents here?)” Adami was so close to the finish line now. Finally about to find out what the hell was going on. Mr. Gap considered his options, and noticing that she still hadn’t let go of his arm, decided it would be easier to tell her.
“(I bring them here. They want meet you again. Can have consumable item now?)”
“(No. Residents where?)” Adami wasn’t just getting answers, she was getting ALL of the answers. At least all that Mr. Gap knew.
“(Hide. Not know where.)” Mr. Gap was about to ask for more of the consumable item, but then he realized he might be able to try something. “(Can find!)”
And while Adami knew he might just leave and not come back, she also knew that she had something he wanted. He would come back for it.. Probably.
“(I understand. Return fast.)” And with that, she let go of his arm, and he slid back into the darkness he was from.
Adami had no idea how long she’d be waiting, but she was ready to wait for at least another hour or two. She didn’t have work the next day, so she’d be fine. With that, she began waiting, and went on her phone to check the blog she’d made earlier that week.
Part one of my first fanfiction ever!! And ofc it's my current hyperfixation. Go read it!! Or if you aren't familiar with Homicipher, play that and then go read it!! Also maybe look through the lore tag on the blog if you wanna see the full story 👀
