many tumblr bloggers don't want you to believe this but as long as it's a hobby and not an identity being an annoying fandom person rules. check out this jpeg he's my favorite person in the world and if you dont cheer and clap for him ill fucking blow this whole building up
in retrospect i regret using he/him pronouns on this post because i feel like i have unwittingly contributed to the tumblr trend of Character being male as default but also in the moment i was of course just thinking specifically about phoenix wright
me: [posting in the maid gc] yeah my lady screamed at me and threw bottles at my head cus i talked while she was reading her novellas again. any advice
maid 1: poison her
maid 2: yea poison her
maid 3: i have a connect on some really strong untraceable poisons if you want
me: girls she makes me try all of her food before she eats it how am i gonna poison her
maid 1: put it in her mouth while she sleeps
maid 2: ^this. worked like a charm for my sister
maid 3: yeah dm me i have a bunch of techniques that might work
maid 4: have you tried seducing her? maybe she just needs to have her heart warmed so she may show you the kindness you deserve
maid 2: MARY
maid 1: cmon mary
maid 3: just because YOUR lady has sex with you doesn't mean everyone's lady does
me: no wait she does like to put her fingers in my mouth to check if i swallowed her food. and i'm pretty sure she squeezed my ass once
maid 4: yeah exactly. message me i can tell yoy more
maid 3: whatever. if you need the poison just hit me up
maid 5: girls do you know how to get wine out of satin
I will escalate your freak through dedicated competition until I either eliminate your freak or our freaks diverge to occupy distinct, non-competitive ecological niches in our shared freak environment
I see you around sometimes! I wanted to ask, are there any Discord servers you would recommend for any more lonesome Tumblr users/artists/writers?
ok extremely interesting ask to receive because i'm very inactive on social media so i'm curious where you've seen me around... to answer your question ERMMMM the only discord server i'm currently active in is the devoured year, an oc tournament which just ended - been bouncing off so many new people creatively lately which has been really fun. i recommend trying to find stuff like this :^)
“Still flunk the math,” Jedao said cheerfully.
That was true. While Jedao had excellent geometric and spatial intuition, he had never developed better than scrape-by competency at the algebraic underpinnings of calendrical mechanics. Kujen had considered fixing the dyscalculia, but it was more convenient not to.
AAAAAAAA MY COMIC FOR THE DEVOURED YEAR!!!!! featuring the lovely earl grey by the incredible @vvellerr ! i've never really worked on something of this scale before, but i learned so much from it! i hope you like my little freak hag queen
DAMIEL HYMELOPTERA, Chief Artificer of House Cabbage
Alchemist, poisoner & weapons engineer
My character reference for THE DEVOURED YEAR! Plaintext under the cut.
FOOD: Honey
AFFILIATION: Vegetania, The Bulbian Church
ATTRIBUTES: natural microbial resistance, familiar with the anatomy and physiology of every kind of Caloran there is. Singlemindedly focused on his craft. Deeply asocial.
All his problems are made up inside his head
Is not religious, but has prejudices against Candia that align with sects of the Church.
Freak superiority complex. Has no particular love for any nation, but would rather work in Vegetania amongst devout Bulbians and stand out very obviously as opposed to living in a state of ambiguity, as he felt living in Candia.
Frequent pilferer of corpses.
His “business” thrives during the
war. Often secretly travels behind
envoys to sites of battles to collect new samples.
Does not yearn for titles or land; wishes to conduct his scientific research in peace.
Accidental single mother of two one.
HISTORY:
After surviving untouched by the fungal rot that took the lives of his parents, Damiel developed a ruthless interest in all matter of decay. His natural microbial resistance gives him a leg up over other alchemists, allowing him to conduct experiments that would be death sentences to… “weaker” folk. His research afforded him a secure position as chief alchemist working in Brightgarden, supplying soldiers and assassins under the employ of the court and the Church with tools designed to cause irreparable damage to their foes. Prior to the war, he gifted one construct each (who would later become Sir Brutus and Sir Sietric, though he did not care enough to name them at the time) to the nobility of Vegetania and Fructera respectively in an attempt to secure trust in his capabilities. He then promptly moved on with his life, having successfully rid himself of what he viewed as the unintended results of an overgrown lab culture while simultaneously gaining favour in both kingdoms.
Despite his sweet constitution, Damiel does not consider himself Candian and resents being mistaken as such. Born to a Meatlander mother (へぼ, edible wasps) and a Fructeran father (honeydew melon) on the outskirts of Candia, his bitterness derived from growing up culturally alienated from his peers developed into a vicious superiority complex against Candians, whom he views as “unnatural”, “refined” sugars. By the time the whispers of the Ramsian Doctrine were introduced to him (stumbled upon during his frequent forays into researching forbidden texts), he was already ready to commit himself to a cause that could easily swallow him as well. However, having found that some Candians do not tend to rot as easily, he has moved onto workshopping purified water steel technology in hopes of one day creating the perfect tools to dismantle them.
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