Welcome to my blog! I mostly just reblog stuff that I find cool, important, or interesting, but I also post original content from time to time.
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- 20 years old, born and raised in north Texas
- Here's a list of fandoms I am a part of!
- I am A-OK with notes spamming!
- I don't usually tag content warnings or trigger warnings, so be aware of that when going through my blog.
- I am neurodivergent and am often bad with words as a result of that, so I may come off as rude and/or condescending, when that is most definitely not my intention.
- If you're going to block me, please let me know why. I have anxiety and RSD, which can cause me to spiral in such a situation.
- I am not in a good place to maintain relationships of any kind, including friendships, so I might (see: 99% probably will) ignore any attempts at them.
- I will not respond to asks or messages that I have reason to believe are scams.
- I overshare like hell on here (and in general), so be aware of that if you're not comfortable with that kind of thing.
- I am a multishipper. You will also not find any darkshipping content on my blog.
- I happen to be otherkith (AKA otherhearted). These are my alterhuman identities. (flag credits in comments)
- I'm white-passing, half-white half-Mexican.
- The only language I (fluently) speak is English, but I will be using Google Translate and other tools to understand other languages, and sometimes reblog them with a translation. I am always happy to recieve corrections on any grammatical mistakes I may have made (due to translation tool error or otherwise).
- I am fine with people reworking my creations as long as I am asked permission first and told about the finished product.
- If I do not reply to you for a while (or at all), please do not take it personally. I have very bad social anxiety.
- I am not religious, never have been, and never will be. Don't bother trying to convert me, you will be swiftly blocked.
- I will not follow back accounts that I believe to be botted or scam accounts.
- I am usually unable to donate even when I want to because I am rarely financially stable, and because my parents are in charge of our money at the moment, I am unable to support any causes they do not.
- If you send me an ask or message requesting money in any way, I will be skeptical about posting it if there is not sufficient proof of its legitimacy (like a visible link or post on the blog sending the ask). I don't want to be the reason someone gets scammed, so I hope you can understand my caution.
- The profile dividers I used were created by @steddiecameraroll-graphics
- I joined [tumblr] in November of 2023
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“And if you’ll give me 40% of the MOST POPULAR VOTE, I’ll give you my SPECIAL REWARD... A year’s supply of NON-GLOOBY SLIME!!! Never or BARELY used!!!” Tenna concluded his speech with a huge smile, jetting his hands up in double peace signs.
The crowd roared in confused enthusiasm as Tenna gave a gracious flurry of low-FPS bows, pausing only for the occasional stink-nose at his audience plants who weren’t throwing enough 3D roses.
Eventually, the room fell silent. It was Senshi’s turn to speak.
He puffed out his chest, took a long, sweeping look over the audience… and shook his head.
“I can see not all of you are eating properly.”
The crowd murmured with embarrassment.
“I don’t know who needs to hear this, but it’s time to take the turkey out of your icebox. I have seen the ingenious technology with which your people store food... and I have also seen the waste which results from such convenience.
“The food you take had a life. Beasts grew fat on the grass of the field, plants grew from the sun’s rays, and mushrooms grew from minerals in the cracks of caves. And yet, it sits in your iceboxes, collecting moisture until it perishes.
“Eat what is given to you. Because its life will make you stronger, too.”
Without another word, Senshi left his podium and stepped away from the stage. The crowd murmured in confusion. “Is he really like that?” somebody said. “I only remember reblogging the photosets of him tripping and showing ass.”
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Back in the Green Room, Tenna wrung his antennas nervously.
“Y-y-you think they liked me!? They HAD to!! I mean, I don’t know what Asgore was thinking, getting that weird haircut and running that food waste campaign, but… YOU thought I did good, didn’t you, Kris?”
Laios nodded aggressively, a streak of blue face paint peeling from his forehead.
“You did AMAZING, Tenna! By the way, now that we’ve seen all your insider campaign secrets, do you have any more videos of Susie? Especially her tail... If I could get a look at that, I could finally tell if she’s a dinosaur or --”
THWACK. Fake antlers butted Laios’s head.
“LAIOS?? Weren’t we dressed up to help SENSHI???” Marcille hissed, gesturing awkwardly with her hooves.
Suddenly, Tenna turned to the two adventurers.
“Hey, WAIT a second. SOMETHING’s not right here...”
Laios and Marcille held their breath.
“Where the heck are my POINTS!?”
Just then, the door opened. Chilchuck took one step into the room, whistling and holding a large bag.
Everyone turned to him.
Chilchuck paused, took a step backwards, and closed the door.
“CHILCHUCK!!!” yelled Tenna.
“How come Chilchuck got to stay Chilchuck!?” yelled Marcille at the same time.
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Meanwhile, in outer space somewhere, some guy was making out with a rock.
“my father is a boy and my mother is a girl so i’m mixed” is the funniest possible response to someone asking your gender and it came from 6’5 Viking footballer and notable weird little guy Erling Haaland on a Snapchat
The cast is forced into yet another team-based adventure. Jax continues battling with his inner demons telling him to push Pomni away. The adventure puts Jax and Pomni's trust in each other to the test.
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