Here’s A Midnight Shitpost For Ya

Well, I’m dead.

or, Alternatively,

So, you're finally awake, noona hoksi namjachingu isseoyo

so, you’re finally awake, onii-chan

What the heck even are migraines

Sitting in my very comfy bed surrounded by my favorite plushies listening to Pkch (@pukicho, check him out he's the best) doing schoolwork in a fluffy, warm snuggy? MIGRAINE. (I was apparently too hot).

Listening to my favorite music while playing the bass guitar in my basement? MIGRAINE. (Music was one click too loud).

Doing my makeup (which is barely makeup, it's basically just eyeshadow and a tiny bit of concealer) in my glowy mirror so I can see it? MIGRAINE. (Lights were too bright).

Every time I'm at church talking to my friends in the cafe and having a great time? MIGRAINE. (Lights are very white and very bright, and also it's loud).

Sitting in my room where the lights are nice and soft, listening to lofi music at a good volume, in shorts and a t-shirt because it's the perfect temperature in my room, writing a tumblr post and otherwise being completely fine? MIGRAINE. (Literally because my hair is a bit greasy 'cos I haven't washed it in three days cos I'm trying a new hair health thing bc I bleach it a lot).

Basically, if I'm even a little bit uncomfortable or overstimulated, MIGRAINE.

Thanks, ADHD.

why are humans like this?

Zzgnaru and Karen are walking through the downtown area of Karen's home city. Zzgnaru notices a shop whose sign reads "Tattoo and Piercing." Xey are confused.

"Karen, what is a 'Tattoo and Piercing?'" Xey ask, pointing one of their tentacles at the building. Karen blinks at xem for a moment, and bursts out laughing. She gestures to her arms, which are covered in artistic markings.

"Tattoos are basically just permanent body art. I have over twenty. And piercings are a type of body jewelry." Zzgnaru is still confused. Karen tugs xem into the shop, where a person lies on a table, an artist working on a caterpillar tattoo.

Zzgnaru starts. "Is-is that a needle?" Karen nods. "So you aren't born with those?" Xey ask, shocked. "Yep. And piercings are where you use a needle to put small gems and stuff into your skin. Not permanently, you can take them out." Karen explains.

The person on the table looks up, and recognition flashes over their face. "Karen? Izzat you?" Karen looks over at them, surprised. "Moss? What the fuck, girlypop? I thought you had joined a space crew?" Moss shakes their head, sighing. "Rosatttiiia kicked me off the ship. Said I was 'too confusing.'"

Karen laughs. "Moss, babygirl, you are confusing. You're the most gremlin-y person I've ever met." Moss huffs. Then, Zzgnaru butts in. "Does that hurt?" Xey ask, motioning to the needle. Moss shakes their head. "Nope, not really."

Later, back on the ship, Zzgnaru rants to Steve and two of the Penaconian crew members about how humans are crazy. "The ones with the patterns aren't normal? The unmarked ones aren't albino? What the crap is this, Steve? First Karen bleeds from her genitalia, now this?"

Steve ends up showing them his singular tattoo and explaining that they have ways to ease the pain.

hi! I'm going on indefinite hiatus. Mostly for mental health reasons, but I'm also doing a social media cleanse. I will be back eventually, but I don't know when that'll be.

That being said, I will occasionally post a Frog Politics update. Probably.

Love yall!

Shroomie out!

neuvilette, the great otterworm justice of Fontaine

On his way to the court 🐉💨

NO DONT DO THIS TO ME

Can I pick one to not? ‘Cause I don’t like Zayne. Not my type.

Important Question: You can only choose one. Who are you picking? 🫠

INCORRECT QUOTES WITH MY OCS!

Xian: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Aioru?

Aioru: … No…

Rhea: I do!

Xian: I know, Rhea.

Rhea: I’m sad!

Xian, exasperated: I know, Rhea.

Ano: So, what, now I’m just supposed to do anything that Aioru does? I mean, what if she jumped off a cliff?

Rhea: If Aioru were to jump off a cliff, she would’ve done their due diligence regarding the height of the cliff, the depth of the water, and the angle of entry, so yes. If you see Aioru jump off a cliff, by all means, jump off a cliff.

Ryo: You jump off a cliff!

Rhea: Gladly. Provided Aioru did first.

Riane: How did none of you hear what I just said?

Aioru: …Mum, I’ve been zoned out for the past two and a half hours…

Rhea: I got distracted about halfway through.

Xian: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

Niki: Hey, Xian? Can I get some dating advice?

Xian: Just because I’m with Aioru doesn’t mean I know how I did it.

Hyiin: I don't know how he did it either.

Niki: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container.

Rhea: The cow???

Aioru: …What…?

So'ren: Rhea, W H Y?

*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*

Xian: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.

Everyone:

Aioru: ...I did… I broke it…

Xian: No. No you didn't. Rhea?

Rhea: Don't look at me. Look at So'ren.

So'ren: What?! I didn't break it.

Rhea: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

So'ren: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.

Rhea: Suspicious.

So'ren: No, it's not!

Niki: If it matters, probably not, but Hyiin was the last one to use it.

Hyiin: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!

Niki: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Hyiin: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Niki!

Aioru: …Guys… let's not fight… I broke it… Let me pay for it, Xian…

Xian: No! Who broke it!?

Everyone:

So'ren: Xian... Niki's been awfully quiet.

Niki: rEALLY?!

*Everyone starts arguing*

Xian, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.

Xian: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

Xian:

Xian: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

Rhea: My first car was a Saturn.

Niki: What make?

Rhea: Ummmm… I dunno… A Saturn Venus?

Niki: No, Rhee, those are just two planets.

*Reactions to being told ‘I love you’*

So'ren: Thanks fam!

Hyiin: oh no

Niki: *cries* I love you too

Rhea: Sounds fake but okay

Aioru: *A flustered mess*

Xian: Can i get a refund?

Ano: Neat!

Ryo: Cool! *turns to Ano* what's love??

Riane: I'm sorry, darling, but I'm married.

Ai'nliye: H-huh? Can you repeat that?

Riju: *Raises an eyebrow*

Rhea: Just be yourself.

Xian: 'Be myself'? Rhea, I have one day to win Aioru over. How long did it take before you guys started liking me?

Niki: Two days.

Riju: Few weeks.

Xian: YOU'RE MY SISTER! WH-

So'ren: Six months.

Hyiin: Jury’s still out.

Ano and Ryo, simultaneously: Don't look at us.

Xian: See, Rhea?

Xian: 'Be myself'. What kind of garbage advice is that?

Rhea: Are we really going to let Xian keep Aioru?

Niki: We kept Hyiin, and she's just a snarkier, scalier Aioru, so...

Security: Have you seen a person named 'Xian' around here?

Ano: Ugh, yes. He made a horrible mess of the blood fountain.

Aioru: …it looks fine to me…

Ryo: IT USED TO BE WATER!!!

Rhea: OH, THe hOrroR!

Niki: *Screams*

Xian: *Screams louder to assert dominance*

Niki: *Screams louder out of pure fear*

Xian: *Screams louder with dragon voice*

Rhea: Should we do something?!

Hyiin, watching while sipping tea: No, I want to see who wins this.

Aioru: ...What the hell is going on...?!

Hi

It's me

Who here would join a community of people who make Harry Potter headcanons? That's literally all we'd do.

I ask this because I'm writing a fanfiction that is going to be a re-write of the books, but from the viewpoint of side characters; and I want people to give me ideas for things to add for worldbuilding stuff.

I love using hcs in my work, but I'm dumb and am bad at making them myself.

(If this does end up happening, I will credit every single person in the community in the fic ♡)

TL;DR, I'm looking for Harry Potter geeks and writers to start a Harry Potter headcanon community with.

sitting outside on a tree swing getting eaten by mosquitos with bad internet and an ac unit in the neighbors yard

and also the sounds of something flimsy hitting wood and my brother weed whacking

I love lazy Mondays