Rose/Roisin

General stuff I guess

Hi! I’m Roisin! Welcome to whatever my brain is currently.

I’m a minor so like… don’t be weird

Any pronouns

My identity is weird and only properly describable with wild gesturing, but the closest I can get to explaining is bi, enby, & ace

I mostly draw and ramble here

I don’t spam reblog often but I will on occasion so be warned

I’m always up to talk about plants, pirates, cowboys, decomposition, corpses, prehistoric animals, cats, or art! I promise I don’t bite, I wear a mask so it’s not like I could if I wanted to.

Sorting(mostly just for my own convenience)

Do please note that this is just so I can find stuff and spam reblogs will only have one of them tagged

#brain soup = talking/rambling. Or anything that’s just vague enough I don’t want to tag it as a fandom

#other’s art = mostly reblogged art, but if I were ever to like… post a picture of what happens when I give my cat a digital canvas that’d go here too

#reblog, #my writing & #my art = self explanatory

#america hours = rarely use it, but specially for dumb stuff about the country

#important = I forget about it a lot, but things I find to be important topics are in it

#asks = just any ask

#ask games = ask game prompts and things for them

#for later = things I need to save for future projects, have fun looking at my brain I guess

#inspo = inspiration! Mostly for drawings but maybe also writing or things to do

#a wild blossom appears = photos of Cleocatra Blossom Flower, my little sister and the most gremlin-y cat I have ever met

Pinned Post brain soup reblog other’s art important my art america hours ask game asks for later inspo a wild blossom appears my writing

I still can’t believe I got dress coded in 3rd grade for wearing a spaghetti strap tank top. Like I was 8, and had a super hot and itchy sweater over it and because it was hot out and I had the tank top on I just took the sweater off at lunch recess. Then I was forced to put it back on.

Same year I got yelled at for practicing a dance that literally affected no one(this was when I was dragged into taking Tahitian Dance by a friend in Jazz, so it’s not like I was doing kick ball changes. It was just varu in place) while we were lined up, just because the other dancer in my class was being encouraging.

But both cases it’s like… I was 8 and trying to make my life easier and wasn’t bugging anyone. What the fuck was the problem??? Like okay, I can see why I got yelled at for essentially creating a new religion-y thing with another classmate because it’s school, but preventing over heating/itchiness and practicing something I had to do later that day??? Without bugging anyone?

brain soup

What if… hooded pitohui Grian? Poisonous birds.

brain soup

Oooooooo Community Gardens for double life Pearl?? Maybe?

brain soup

spottyissleepwalking

podcastwizard

the hot new trend is "guard posting"

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Yes I may be deemed cringe, but I am enjoying my life and having fun.

brain soup this is what goes on in my head each time my bestie makes a jab at me being a mcyt fan

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knightoflodis

Dude

twirlfriend

He’s just up there

din-of-hyrule

Story time about something similar, actually!

I’m a pilot, and thus like 85% of my friends are ALSO pilots and one of them is just this delightful older guy that named Bruce. Bruce is a man of simple pleasures, he likes mediocre bbq and to take his vintage J3 Piper Cub out like, every other week just to have the old girl not look so sad in the hangar. We also live about 30NM south of an air base and, according to him, there was a squad of fighter planes out and they wanted some guys to go up in their planes for intercept practice (with pay, obviously) so the guys could get real time practice looking for unfamiliar aircraft.

Bruce, a man who doesn’t need it but wants to say he flew with some fighter jets, takes them up on their offer and takes the old girl up for them. Now, if you’re unfamiliar with a J3, this thing is slow as shit. Like, horrendously slow. And there was a decent headwind that day blowing in off the coast and Bruce gets the brilliant idea that he’s going to do something they can’t. So Bruce turns that old cub into the wind and just flies slow enough that he’s genuinely flying BACKWARDS and the next thing he knows are these three jets screaming past him, wings wobbling something fierce as they’re all about to stall, and the pilots yelling over the radio like “How are you DOING THAT”

He likes to say he owned the air force something awful that day.

identifying-planes-in-posts

Cessna 172 Skyhawk

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totallynotagremlin

iamanartichoke

I don't know who needs to hear this, but as a creator -

I am fine with "the audience" -

downloading my fics
printing my fics
copy/pasting or screenshotting my fics
sharing your saved copy of my fics with anyone else who might want them in the unlikely but never impossible case that my fics are no longer available on ao3
~~making a book of my fic(s) and running your fingers across the pages while lovingly whispering~~ ~~my precioussss~~
doing these things with anything I create for fandom, such as meta, headcanons, au nonsense like 'texts from the brodinsons,' etc

I am not fine with "the audience"

doing any of the above with the purpose/intent of plagiarizing my work or passing it off as their own in any capacity
feeding my work into ai for any reason whatsoever

Save the fandom things. Preserve the fandom things. Respect the fandom things.

Enjoy the fandom things.

ao3-shenanigans

And remember to ask the authors permission if you aren’t sure!

Most authors are very cool with you making physical copies but some would rather you don’t!

the-haiku-bot

And remember to

ask the authors permission

if you aren’t sure!

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

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wizard-email

monsterlets

words of power do exist…. i can walk out of my apartment wearing the most fuck shit, e.g. swim trunks as shorts w a zipped up hoodie and no shirt underneath, and just say the words “laundry day” and suddenly it’s way less weird

monsterlets

“laundry day” spell: decreases target’s judgment of outfit by 80%

homemademonsterpants

I picked up a banana print shirt in Vietnam - were talkin LOUD - and the first time someone commented on it I said “It’s banana shirt friday” which stunlocked them and blocked any followup questions.

Turns out that saying “it’s banana shirt friday” enough actually created a holiday at my office where everyone would wear fruit print clothes on fridays! So yes, words of power exist. :)