Kiana Khansmith
Jules of Nature
will byers stan first human second
Claire Keane
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Kaledo Art
todays bird
Cosimo Galluzzi
@theartofmadeline
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noise dept.
tannertan36
hello vonnie
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@outofcontrolswingingship
Coming to an HPG Network near you!
A Solahma Warrior, looking to meet a noble end meets an upbeat Spheroid mechtek who gives them a new outlook on life.
Join these two in their adventures throughout the Sphere, where honor and duty face off against love and hope.
I Solahemnly Swear, streaming this Spring.
I'm also back harder than the Lyran Commonwealth
In my cockpit straight jorkin' it...
And by it I mean, well heheh...
My PPC
Tech stripped armor from my mech 'till I-
*Ammo detonation*
About to meet God
A simple demand for thee,
Make me Hokage!
Emotional Walls Your Character Has Built (And What Might Finally Break Them)
(How your character defends their soft core and what could shatter it) Because protection becomes prison real fast.
✶ Sarcasm as armor. (Break it with someone who laughs gently, not mockingly.) ✶ Hyper-independence. (Break it with someone who shows up even when they’re told not to.) ✶ Stoicism. (Break it with a safe space to fall apart.) ✶ Flirting to avoid intimacy. (Break it with real vulnerability they didn’t see coming.) ✶ Ghosting everyone. (Break it with someone who won’t take silence as an answer.) ✶ Lying for convenience. (Break it with someone who sees through them but stays anyway.) ✶ Avoiding touch. (Break it with accidental, gentle contact that feels like home.) ✶ Oversharing meaningless things to hide real depth. (Break it with someone who asks the second question.) ✶ Overworking. (Break it with forced stillness and the terrifying sound of their own thoughts.) ✶ Pretending not to care. (Break it with a loss they can’t fake their way through.) ✶ Avoiding mirrors. (Break it with a quiet compliment that hits too hard.) ✶ Turning every conversation into a joke. (Break it with someone who doesn’t laugh.) ✶ Being everyone’s helper. (Break it when someone asks what they need, and waits for an answer.) ✶ Constantly saying “I’m fine.” (Break it when they finally scream that they’re not.) ✶ Running. Always running. (Break it with someone who doesn’t chase, but doesn’t leave, either.) ✶ Intellectualizing every feeling. (Break it with raw, messy emotion they can’t logic away.) ✶ Trying to be the strong one. (Break it when someone sees the weight they’re carrying, and offers to help.) ✶ Hiding behind success. (Break it when they succeed and still feel empty.) ✶ Avoiding conflict at all costs. (Break it when silence causes more pain than the truth.) ✶ Focusing on everyone else’s healing but their own. (Break it when they hit emotional burnout.)
Unhealed Wounds Your Character Pretends Are Just “Personality Traits”
These are the things your character claims are just “how they are” but really, they’re bleeding all over everyone and calling it a vibe.
╰ They say they're "independent." Translation: They don’t trust anyone to stay. They learned early that needing people = disappointment. So now they call it “being self-sufficient” like it’s some shiny badge of honor. (Mostly to cover up how lonely they are.)
╰ They say they're "laid-back." Translation: They stopped believing their wants mattered. They'll eat anywhere. Do anything. Agree with everyone. Not because they're chill, but because the fight got beaten out of them a long time ago.
╰ They say they're "a perfectionist." Translation: They believe mistakes make them unlovable. Every typo. Every bad hair day. Every misstep feels like proof that they’re worthless. So they polish and polish and polish... until there’s nothing real left.
╰ They say they're "private." Translation: They’re terrified of being judged—or worse, pitied. Walls on walls on walls. They joke about being “mysterious” while desperately hoping no one gets close enough to see the mess behind the curtain.
╰ They say they're "ambitious." Translation: They think achieving enough will finally make the emptiness go away. If they can just get the promotion, the award, the validation—then maybe they’ll finally outrun the feeling that they’re fundamentally broken. (It never works.)
╰ They say they're "good at moving on." Translation: They’re world-class at repression. They’ll cut people out. Bury heartbreak. Pretend it never happened. And then wonder why they wake up at 3 a.m. feeling like they're suffocating.
╰ They say they're "logical." Translation: They’re terrified of their own feelings. Emotions? Messy. Dangerous. Uncontrollable. So they intellectualize everything to avoid feeling anything real. They call it rationality. (It's fear.)
╰ They say they're "loyal to a fault." Translation: They mistake abandonment for loyalty. They stay too long. Forgive too much. Invest in people who treat them like an afterthought, because they think walking away makes them "just as bad."
╰ They say they're "resilient." Translation: They don't know how to ask for help without feeling like a burden. They wear every bruise like a trophy. They survive things they should never have had to survive. And they call it strength. (But really? It's exhaustion wearing a cape.)
In my Swayback there are two custom buttons in my cockpit.
One is a cliché giant red button, labeled "Pew". It is linked to my battery of Medium Lasers, themselves linked to one another. With a single push this battery draws from my fusion core, expending a significant emount of energy all the while giving my heatsinks something to think about.
Immediately next to it is it's younger brother, a small tiny red button. It has the label "Lil' Pew"
Pressing that fires the emotional support Small Laser mounted on my 'Mech s head. Does Jack and Shit to anyrhing bigger than a Locust, but damn if it doesn't make me feel better!
When your Mech takes a crit to the head, leaving it on 1 Internals and with a broken life support
Can't wait for Tukayyid Day, all day battletech extravaganza.
I'm gonna get fuckin cored I can feel it
Painting minis is just paint by numbers for dweebs
I recently experienced the joy of facing a Lance of jump jet capable Mechs, with a slow lance of ground glued Mechs
In a city
In an ice storm where every road might be iced
It was Davion vs Taurians, I was the Taurians. I have never felt so outclassed
It was so much fun!
(I lost. Hard.)
Canopus Battle Stims
literally just heroin cut with estrogen
Finding that friend you can go "our sickos should fuck or kill each other" with in a ttrpg is more important then any government official
joking that an adult character who acts childish doesnt know what sex is will never be as funny as saying the same thing about a big tough murderman videogame protag
"papyrus doesnt know what sex is" is nothing "solid snake doesnt know what sex is" is an instant killer
nothing but respect for my ace king
Had a coworker who called me Young Ripper/Little Doom because I'd always go "RIP AND TEAR" whenever I was taking apart boxes or opening saran wrap, and then when I mentioned I was ace he straight up was like, "Oh, so you really are just Doom Guy, huh" and my gender and orientation have never been so validated in my life
@sleepytrolls
Dis u?
