#orbit-rambles

[kenopsie]

Hello, hello, star children.

‘..if we reuse the cels… will the colors start to fade..?’

I go by many names, but here you can call me Orbit!

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Welcome to my kin blog..! I’m not quite sure what I’m going to be posting quite yet, but expect thought dumps, artwork, kin vents(?), many, many incoherent rants, etc etc.

any prns including it/its | genderfluid | preferred fluctuates

⟢Primary kintypes  ✦ spacekin ✦ eldritch being/horror/deity (?)

⟢Interests  ✦ Shows: Adventure Time, Steven universe, transformers, etccc ✧ Games: Ultrakill, Project Somnia, Deltarune, Terraria, Sky: COTL, Castle Crashers, etc.. ✦ Music: Car Seat Headrest, 1TD, Lemon Demon, ‘liminal’ music, breakcore, etc..

I have a lot more to list for all of these, but I don’t wanna flood this.

⟢TAGS:  #orbit-art #orbit-dump #orbit-kin #orbit-rambles

divider creds: @strangergraphics-archive, @k1ssyoursister

[kenopsie]

self care is so hard cause. wdym I can become MORE unsettling if I stay up late and let myself get dark circles? wdym people will be more freaked out by me if I do that? that sounds awesome please,,,

P.S. please take care of yourself <3 your vessel is fragile— go take that shower, go brush your teeth, go get some sleep, go drink water. That’s always most important.

[kenopsie]

tw: mention of death, decomposing, describing decomposition in detail, blood mention, insects etc

dear nonhuman being, concept, plant, place, or creature—

remind yourself that this life you’ve been forced into is special. I know it’s painful, but think of those beautiful things we get to experience because of it. The feeling of the biting cold creeping against your skin. The feeling of sun gently stroking your cheek. Being able to lay in the grass. The ability and joy of dancing and playing in the rain, getting your feet muddy and ruining your clothes. those sounds of human colonies, loud and bold— whether we enjoy them or not, they’re a fascinating and unique experience we can only have here and now. The feeling of blood leaving your fingertips and rushing to your face, the feeling of breathing, the feeling of cold steel, the crushing weight of towering cities, the beauty of Earth’s forests, the symphonies of human language. The ability to rot, so many of us wouldn’t have if we could be back home— is to beautiful to me. We have a chance to experience death, and for many of us non-mortals, that’s something unique. We can be eaten away at by maggots, be fuel for natural fungi, be hugged by soil…

humans can experience many things. Many of them we don’t like. But that doesn’t make them any less special. Whether or not you enjoy this mode of existence, it’s one we’re being subjected to, and it’s one that I want you to feel the gross, grimey, gentle, and loving aspects of. This is a unique chance infinite existences don’t have. Go out there and experience it, no matter where you are. Take note of the tiny things. Observe. Take care of yourself. <3

[kenopsie]

this song makes me euphoric and i genuinely don’t know why. I guess I associate my eldritch-ness a little bit with the 1930s and 1920 because of H.P Lovecraft, and the audio quality reminds me a little of that era?? Maybe it’s just because it’s slow and comfortable like space. it’s also just comfy idk. Sometimes these things don’t need reasoning.

also otgw vibes btw