Sedulous Darling
@starlitDearheart
they/them | I’ve got an 8-ball charm on my choker for a reason! | AFFILIATED with the Felt but I do not work for them
mmmmmmm caffeine at 8pm 👍🎉
bruh
I know this site has stats but I’m not sure if you can see how many of specific reactions you get- anyways, if I could see that somewhere, I can guaran-fucking-tee the top reaction I get is pity. 110%, it is absolutely pity.
IS THAT A DESIRED REACTION?
I don’t know anymore but it just seems to happen anyways. I was made in a lab to be pathetic I guess
MAYBE IT'S THE TYPE OF CONTENT THAT YOU POST. I WHINE AND COMPLAIN A LOT HERE TOO AND GET A LOT OF PITY.
Probably. I routinely whimperpost but I’m just being true to my soul
THEN THERE'S YOUR ANSWER.
[An image is posted. Snowman sits on one of Yaldabaoth's coils. The lens-flare of its brilliant visage obscures a decent chunk of the image. She seems to be wearing a modified version of a Thief of Time's godtier robes. In her hands, she holds the clock-pendulum she stabbed Caliborn with.] I can't quite decide if I like this garish attire. Perhaps a few more modifications could be made. I do know an excellent tailor. But first, I really should head home.
...Sorry.
You know, I'm tempted to open an ask box of my own, but I have seen some of the messages Dean gets... I suppose if anyone wants to ask me anything, they can do so here!
She's doing wonderfully! I've taught her how to shake paw!
I feel so odd. Everything has been so vague and mundane lately, and yet whenever I try to really look at my memories of the past… week, two weeks? They aren’t quite there. Like in a cartoon where someone goes to run through a tunnel, but it’s been painted on a wall and they smack right into the illusion. I don’t *really* remember a thing.
And I just keep feeling these random bouts of despair, but they don’t feel like mine. Like a back door in my head that keeps being cracked open and slammed shut, over and over, that’s connected to something that doesn’t quite belong to me. It’s not like the usual weird shit, either. I don’t like it.
Had a terrible dream-thought while I was napping that you all found me droll and irritating. Even if this were true, I'd try to not let it get to me too much, but it's a frustrating thing how such feelings hang about even after waking and trying to be logical about it.
I shall be gone for a short time, my friends. In the meantime, do take care of yourselves and try to stay out of trouble. I'll probably have the daily digitals late in the day, if I have a chance to do them. Hopefully I won't miss out!
FUCK MY LIFE. FUCK MY GAY ASS.
Is everything alright, SD?
Honestly? I have no idea! I think so?? Uhhh the manor told us not to come home, Slick just followed me, and death & the ‘following follower’ just followed me too, but that’s normal, I guess.
Going to be scarce on the feed for a little while as The Narrative takes up my time. Please forgive the lack of ask box posting or firearm maintenance reminders or Diamonds Droogposting.
OH OKAY AND DEATH IS FOLLOWING ME TOO NOW. ALRIGHT. Hi Death OH GOD DAMN IT WHO IS THE FOLLOWING FOLLOWER
Hi. Are you allowed to tell me if I’m gonna make it to the next twin peaks night alive. I’m only like half joking here
NOT REALLY, AND I WOULDN’T KNOW FOR CERTAIN, BUT I CAN WATCH IT WITH YOU HERE IF YOU’D LIKE AND SUCH A THING WERE TO HAPPEN!
everything is wrong.
If I were a flavour, I would hope it would be something like a lavender earl grey shortbread biscuit.
Oh 100%. I think you’re exactly right
oh my god I forgot about my fucking library books. they’re gonna put me down like a dog.
I can take the bullet, if need be.
I can sneak them in. I have my ways.
The issue remains that I am in another universe still, and thus so are the books.