Rosalyn
@tendriledTraenchant
Just another resident of here who's definitely never been a cat. Red-blooded, despite the tag.
You ever try to squeeze into a tight space, think about it, and feel stupid?
Chocolate-covered strawberries are so good...
Nothing like going through hell, ascending to godhood, dying, coming back, having your timeline doomed, fleeing said doomed timeline, descending from godhood, being thrown out into a random place in the multiverse, and finally ending up with the window open in extreme heat without the AC on because of outrageous electrical bills. #sburb
the main difference is that i sort of shifted around who was doomed? or something? oh, i beat the game. but it's not much better.
I've not seen much of it either, but I can't assume it's all that uncommon.
I don't think any of us are exactly favored based on what I've seen. Make it or not, there's always something.
it's funny, you'd think winning would be better than losing. it's really not.
Don't know if anyone's actually curious, but people've been doing AMAs, so here's mine.
Is there a link to follow here? Or do you want to be asked directly under this post?
I truly don't know why cueballs've randomly become such a hot topic.
Precisely my sentiment. The imitators seem obsessed with the blank numberless form.
I've been told I look like a bug. https://file.garden/Z4SA6lN1FGulCkOb/IMG_5890.png
I want to make a formal apology for roleplaying as a human on chittr.ing. As we all know, humans aren't real, and if they were, they wouldn't have a spacetime-spanning internet connection. #spillingthebeans #apology #imsorrymissjackson #iamforreal
Timelines are odd. The idea of a branching web of all interconnected realities isn't all that difficult to comprehend, but the heartbreak that comes with such things is... unique, I'd say. Knowing someone, loving someone, losing someone, then seeing their face around the corner, only to be that of another person entirely——someone with their own complete inner life, yet in them you can only see the past, a past they don't even know, one they've never even considered. The inverse too, is true. I've seen faces from my worst nightmares smile at me with nothing but genuine kindness. My nervous system doesn't quite know how to cope, I suppose. Dead faces accompany walking bodies, faces of horror smile and lend a hand, familiar faces treat you with fear and suspicion, and strangers act as if they know you... to name but a handful of things. Don't know exactly how to tag this one. #existentialism , I suppose.
very relatable, y0u learn t0 live with th 0verwhelming presence. it's heavy, but learning t0 separate things and c0ntinue 0n is w0rth it. f0cus 0n y0ur 0wn life, and the rest that exists will 0nly matter when it needs t00.
D --> It's something I've had to come to terms with as well. I am an exception. I got to live and carry on with my life when everyone but Nepeta fell around us (and Kanaya by technicality, but her dying, despite getting "better", I consider a failure on my part). It was less common on our meteor, but sometimes we'd come across others adrift in space on their own paths, or course through a dream bubble and it was always painful. Old friends, familiar and new faces. Iterations where Makara was upstanding and kind despite him nearly tearing me apart in my timeline. The people that would look to me in confusion as I began to change, began to get happier with myself, some happy for me, others claiming I've changed too much. Now, I am here, and now there are dozens upon dozens of people that wear my dead friends' faces, or mine. Or friends I could've made had things gone different. I have my moirail after all of this time and I am forever grateful for her for sticking around through the worst of it all for me. But, it is lonely, knowing you are what's left in a sea of familiar but not-quite timelines.
Might start posting pictures here, be warned.
I'll be sure to hold on to something.
Then do not warn me. A warning implies I might wish to look away. Post them, Rosalyn. Your confidence will have to survive the indignity of the pu8lic gaze like a ship on stones. For once in your life, it will 8e o8served 8y someone with standards.
Need to cut my nails... For violin, obviously. #nsfw #suggestive
i have yet to meet a troll named violin. perhaps this is a pet name for her auditory output.
some notes are really hard to finger when you have long nails
The beach party wasn't bad, actually. Only one house blew up, plus great people watching. #wouldrecommendtbh
Dear gods. #bonfireinfernoparty
Got to reading some of @carcinoGenes movie reviews. Very Kawaii desu./pos Might need to actually watch some of them.
"Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul." —'Invictus' by William Ernest Henley I will be forever grateful to the #MalevolantPodcast for introducing me to this piece of poetry. #poetryposting
So many freaks here, not that that's a bad thing.<3 #positivity #livelaughlove
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I feel like we don't appreciate the semicolon enough. Favorite punctuation, personally.
B33 < it does so much fur us B;33 < the humble winky face etc