She/Her. Over 30. Dealing with anxiety and a bunch of other health issues. Here to generally lurk, look at fanart, and binge read ask blogs of media I like.
If I have followed your ask blog, assume one (or both) of two things:
I like the blog and am lurking to watch things unfold.
I like the blog and am battling my own anxiety and introversion to send you an ask or DM you about sending you an ask.
You're either here because I followed your blog, saw a link floating around on discord, or I finally updated my AO3 profile with a link to this, lol.
And yeah, I'm an adult (over 30), just a chronically ill one, lol.
I don't post much, I spend most of my time here on tumblr browsing art and other blogs, might advertise a fanfic of mine every now and then, do a reblog once in a blue moon, but otherwise I'm just chilling.
I do not post my fanfics here, as I find tumblr too unweildy to use as a fanfiction platform. So you'll find my works over on AO3
The ask box is open for on the off chance that people want to ask questions, but I will be deleting any asks that ask for money and other fundraisers. I do not have money to donate, and I am not comfortable with forwarding such requests onto others.
Current Interests:
Slay the Princess
In Stars and Time
Epic the Musical
Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss
The Amazing Digital Circus
Warframe
Stuff I generally like:
The Loki TV Series
Elden Ring
Bloodborne
Dark Souls 3
Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go!
Slay the Princess
In Stars and Time
Epic the Musical
My Little Pony Friendship is Magic
Date Everything
Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss
Warframe
Undertale & Deltarune
I'll probably add more to this little introductory thing later, maybe, I dunno. I'm here to just chill out and look at fanart and cat videos lol.
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So Stardew valley and that 1.7 marriage candidate annoucnement...
Honetly I'm looknig forward to seeing Clint's route, I have yet to decide on a favourite bachelor in Stardew Valley, so I'm curious to see what Clint's route will be like.
And its still a new romance option, and new stuff in general.
The fact we're still getting new things added to the game so many years later is honestly amazing. Hell, I need to actually catch up on stuff that got added like the movie theatre and the island.
I am honestly just curious to see the new things and how Clint's character will develop over the course of his heart events. Plus, I'm a console player so I don't have access to mods, and I'm just happy we're even getting new romacne candidates.
((OOC: I'm doing a lot better and will be back to scrolling through tumblr and putting up lore posts soon enough, but i also wanted to do something fun for February because Valentines Day and stuff...so I'm doing an Ask Event!
For the rest of February, Callistemon and Alastor will answer questions about romantic love and anything related to it. Thss includes NSFW questions. Whilst they won't fuck anyone, the charactrs are free to talk about romance and pretty much anything tied to it.
Have fun! And enjoy the in-character announcement below the cut.))
"Hey everyone!" Callistemon greets respectfully. Both she and Alastor and seated once more on the red couch in the gazebo. "Time has been a bit wibbly and things have slowed lately, but I'm pleased to announce that the blog is gonig to start being more active!"
"That and our dear mod has finally recovered enough to actually do something!" Alastor adds. His next sentence drips with sarcasm. "Drinking water every hour is quite the mriacle cure!"
"Come on dude, don't be an arse." Callistemon chides.
"Our mod is the one writing our dialogue dear, I'm allowed to poke fun," he replies cheerfully and leans forward in his seat. "Besides, she's not the only one chomping at the bit to get back to the action!"
"I know, I know, you've been bored since the main timeline is stuck in limbo," Callistemon said. "But recovery isn't a linear process, and this post is only going up because our mod is feeling well enough to announce it."
"Yes well, we have a show to put on and a story to tell, don't we?" Alastor points out. "I'm rather curious as to where this is all headed, almost all the pieces are in play after all."
"In play for what?" Callistemon asks warily. "What are you up to whilst I'm away anyway?"
Alastor waggles a finger at her. "Ah ah, no spoilers dear! Let's just say I've got a few questions for you to answer when you get back from your little adventure."
"Eh fine, keep your secrets..." Callistemon relents. She grins mischievously. "But the return to form is not the only thing we're here to announce!"
Alastor looks over at her, curiosity plain as day in his eyes. "Oh? Do you have something up your sleeve? Do tell!"
"Fair warning Alastor, you're not gonna like it," Callistemon warns him. "Its February and Valentines Day is coming up. We've got plans for it here on the blog!"
Alastor looks almost immediately displeased. He rolls his eyes. "Ugh another year of that overly commercialised holiday that touts romance as the best thing since man invented the wheel..." His grin is rigid and his eyes show his distaste for the holiday in question. "You can have your fun and let the masses pester you all you want. I want no part in it."
"I'll cook you a sinner meat pie if you join in~" Callistemon singsongs.
Alastor scoffs. "Just the one pie, oh please, we both know you can do better than that..." He looks down at her with a smug grin. "Make this worth my while."
"What would you want in exchange for joining the event?" she asks him.
Alastor reclines his seat. "Well...You know how hard it is to find someone down here that has some skill in cooking for the cannibal diet...How about a trade?"
He looks at her with confidence. "You don't like having to cook cannibal dishes and I don't like people trying to pry into matters I want to keep to myself. So, if you promise to cook a meal for me for every question I answer in this little event of yours...I'll join in. I'll even play nice."
"You know that means people are gonna ask about our sex lives too," Callistemon warns him with a playful grin. "And you already hinted at mine in that vices ask, so turnabout is fair play if you ask me."
Alastor taps her on the snout as he replies. "You're the one magically obligated to answer their questions. I was just...throwing them a bone," he watches her impishly. "How does that trade sound to you hm? I'll cooperate in exchange for you keeping me sated with cannibal cuisine...Do we have a deal?"
Callistemon falls silent as she thinks it over.
Eventually she holds out a clawed hand to the Radio Demon. "So long as you won't make me eat any of it, I'll cook whatever you want each time you answer a question the event."
Quick as a flash, Alastor seals their deal with a handshake. Silvery light and green lightning collide as the pact is magically bound between them. "But of course not! I don't share my food. So! what are the details for this Valentines Day Event?"
Callistemon takes a moment to gather her thoughts.
"Let's see, for the month of Februrary we're answering any questions around the topic of romantic love and sex and all that stuff..." Callistemon explains. "We're still not allowed to you know, actually fuck-"
"Even if we did, I'm not having that show up on here," Alastor cuts in. "But there's no harm in talking about it, I suppose..."
"Point is, romance and sex go hand-in-hand in almost every universe, and I'm no stranger to either of those things myself," Callistemon adds. "My experiences are just...very different compared to what's normal."
"And I'm sure people are just dying to know all your little quirks!" Alastor says cheekily. "You're the main attraction here my dear! I bet you'll have plenty of questions, I'm sure."
"They can ask you questions too!" Callistemon replies. "And you have to answer, no dodging the question, and no lying!"
"Well I did say I'd play along..." Alastor muses. "Oh very well! If some curious soul decides to pester me and not you, I'll give them a response...besides what's the worst that could happen."
Callistemon's fang-filled grin spoke volumes.
"Calli, no." Alastor stated firmly. "Do not give them hints!"
"Oh so when you give them hints its fine, but when I want to do it-"
"I'm the Radio Demon, a proper devil, a trickster!" Alastor replied dramatically. "You however, are akin to a fae. A monkey's paw. A clever little thing to be sure, but not quite on my level just yet..."
"You..think I'm clever?" Callistemon asks in surprise.
"You're the one that figured out how to travel to other worlds," Alastor said plainly. "You are clever, some might even say you're a madwoman, but not quite a trickster. So no, you can't give the audience hints."
((OOC: This event will run for the rest of February! Send in your romance themed questions for the characters to answer!))
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Follow blogs. This populates your "following" tab. The "for you" is newer and most old users use and recommend the "following" tab, which shows you the posts by the people you're following, in reverse chronological order.
Correction: Technically the "for you" is algorithm but its bad
Reblogging this because my memory is kind of arse and I'm prone to lurking, so having a little reminder that "yes I can do things on here other than lurk." will help, lol.
So I'm hearing word about a polar vortex hitting the US and Canada.
I don't live in the northern hemisphere, but I hope everyone who does is keeping an eye on the weather and preparing for it.
Even if you live outside the blast zone, stay safe out there!
The Deer Gift AU! (AKA: Alastor got so bored he spawned a new AU!)
((OOC: If anyone 18 and over is running a Vincent Whittman ask blog (or has a Past Vox aka BoxVox blog) and is down for some silly shenanigans (DM me if you're here for shipping shenanigans, I'd prefer clarification if you want to do romantic ships), feel free to take part in this rp starter))
Alastor steps out of the shadowy portal and it takes him seconds to zero in on his target.
"Yes, yes I'm sure you have questions, Vincent. However, I believe introductions are in order!" Alastor states and strides forward and bows theatrically. "Alastor, the Radio Demon from a completely different universe. Pleasure to be meeting you, quite a pleasure!"
Alastor is quick to press a finger against Vincent's mouth to silence any questions. He needs to be quick if he wants to get the point across. "Now, now I'd rather cut right to chase. My good man, I'm here with an offer that is most generous...You want power? Attention? To be adored for all time? I can grant you that, oh most certainly..."
"But on one simple condition," Alastor states. "You spend some time in my world with myself and my associate and travel with us when you do. You can do whatever you wish here in your world with no restrictions, and I'll even let you keep your soul...But when you traverse over to my realm, you will stay with my companion or myself."
As he pitches his deal, he knows Callistemon wouldn't appreciate his meddling if it broke the rules of her code or Alastor's own deal with the Vagabond Overlord. Oh, she'd be annoyed beyond measure if he manages to bring back another universe's Vox to their little camp. But as long he played by the terms of their pact, he could have some fun, couldn't he?
And who knows, maybe she'll stop obsessing over that stupid Picture Box if she had another version of him to focus on. Help her get over whatever has her so dead set on dragging herself (and him, by extension) all across time and space...
Alastor just needs to play his cards right and work within the rules of their little game. Nothing he hasn't done before.
"Not to worry, should my wonderful cohort take issue with these terms, she has the power to either renegotiate or void this little deal between us." He elaborates.
Giving her the keys to Vincent's freedom will keep things interesting and sell this entire exchange to Callistemon as him simply having a good laugh.
"I'll even throw in protection from all manner of harm you could possibly come across in my world...What do you say, Vincent?" Alastor asks, steps back, and holds his hand out towards this other version of his old pal. "Just picture it! Eternal adoration, power beyond your wildest dreams...Do we have a deal?"
((OOC: the idea being Alastor got bored, snags a Vincent, and brings him back to camp as a "gift". This silly deer got so bored he's made a new timeline lol.))
((OOC: Also consider this AU as a different timeline from the "main" one of the blog (The Callistemon Blog Saga). I did this starter because I had the idea and wanted to do something with it lol.))
Thanks for the psychic damage.
...Goddamn that is just...
Yup, there's the feels, there's the emotional damage...
This is fine.
Totally going to write a fanfic where my OC time travels to stop this whole mess from happening...
Because honestly, I have way too many ideas about how my OC could resolve Season 2.
This is fine.
Thank you for pointing this detail, makes the scene hit so much harder and it was already a whammy...
Now excuse whilst I imagine fluff to recover from that critical hit i just got hit with.
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Me: I want to take part in Ask Blog stuff! It's fun reading them, I'm sure it'll be fun writing one!
Also me: Has anxiety over reaching out to other ask blogs for rp. Am I being a bother? Am I being rude because surely they've already got a bunch of asks, I don't want to add more to the pile if they're super busy, and not everyone likes OC's and mine is an OC ask blog so...Maybe I'll just stick to lurking.
Also, Also Me: These ask blogs are so cool! I'm gonna binge read their posts!!!!!
Conclusion: ...The duality of man is to cherish human creativity to the point of agonizing over it. (I'm dumb lol)
Why am I reblogging this?
I'm not from the US, and this kind of stiuff was not covered in my histoy classes (and my memory is not great, I do not remember much about my school days unfortunately.) Reading this was genuinely educational.
Yes the history bulletpoints is new information to me.
So I'm reblogging this not only as a way to spread the word, but so I can come back to this post later if needed, because again, my memory is Not Good.
I'm not American, I'm also white as chalk, and I learned a bunch of new stuff today.
If the person that made this ever sees this reblog, thank you for providing this educational powerpoint.
She nods, her gaze thoughtful, even in her weariness. Finally seated she finds her strength drained, the softness of the cushions as much a relief to her as they are a rarity.
The emotional fatigue she thought she could shake off hits her all at once, as if the notion that she is safe has finally sunk in. Physical exhaustion sets in not long after.
Callistemon lets it wash over, pointedly ignoring it as she ponders on Zestial’s words. She is fast losing the mental energy to think, but to have someone understand, at least in part, is a welcome feeling.
"...Never thought of it that way before," she says. Her exhaustion weighs on her, dulls her reaction but she is grateful for the conversation. "I haven't had a proper conversation like this is a while...Given all that mess with Vox’s little power trip, and his inevitable downfall… I’ve been stupidly busy. I'd almost forgotten what it felt like, to simply talk."
Callistemon gestures to her injured wing.
"Go ahead, do what you need to. I... can’t tend to this myself, much as I'd like to," Callistemon states. She does her best to relax where she sits, to try and lessen the tension in her body to make things easier for herself and for Zestial. "...Knew I needed outside aid once I took stock of the damage, and you were the closest neutral party I could get to."
The moment of emotional vulnerability has passed, or at least, the Vagabond Overlord is attempting to force herself past it, and push past the exhaustion that has seeped into her very soul.
But this level of weariness is nothing new to her. She will endure, as she always does.
She quietly watches, observes Zestial, with all the steady calm of a cat allowing someone to approach.
Zestial inclines his head at her consent, the motion solemn—almost reverent.
“Very well,” he murmurs. “We shall proceed gently.”
At her side, the air stirs.
From the table behind him, objects do not move so much as remember where they ought to be. Wisps of green smoke—shaped like faint, translucent skulls—unfurl from Zestial’s shadow and drift with unhurried purpose. Linen rolls, a shallow bowl of amber salve, a pair of finely cut bandage shears glide through the air and settle neatly within his reach, guided as if by an invisible hand that has performed this ritual countless times before.
He kneels then, bringing himself level with her injured wing rather than looming over her.
“Neutral,” he echoes softly, a note of quiet amusement threading through his voice. “A rare luxury, these days.”
Carefully—painstakingly—he loosens the makeshift binding. His movements are slow, deliberate, never tugging, never startling. When the wing membrane is finally revealed, his expression tightens just a fraction—not in alarm, but in focused assessment.
“Tears along the patagium,” he notes calmly. “Inflamed, but clean. Thou didst bind it well, considering the circumstances.”
The salve warms faintly as he draws it from the bowl, the green glow dimming to a steady, soothing hue. He applies it with precise, practiced strokes, following the natural lines of muscle and membrane, easing strain rather than forcing correction.
“Rest,” he advises quietly as he works. “Not merely of the body—but of the guard thou keepest ever raised. Even oak must yield to the wind, lest it split.”
As he bandages the wing properly—layer by layer, supportive without constriction—the skull-shaped wisps hover nearby, adjusting linens, holding edges taut, responding to his intent rather than command.
He listens as much as he tends.
“I am… pleased,” he says after a moment, voice low, thoughtful, “that thou hast found this space amenable to conversation. Hell thrives on urgency. It starves reflection. Vox’s theatrics have left many running on embers alone.”
The final bandage is secured with elegant efficiency. His hands retreat at once, giving her space, dignity intact.
“This shall hold,” he concludes. “The salve will dull the pain and encourage knitting. Avoid flight until the strain has eased—days, not hours. I will not have thee tearing it anew out of stubbornness.”
He rises smoothly, meeting her watchful gaze with one of his own—steady, unthreatening, quietly present.
“Thou art safe here for as long as thou needest,” Zestial says. “Sleep, if it claims thee. Speak, if words return. I shall be nearby.”
And with that, he steps back into the lamplit quiet, leaving her not alone—but unpressured, the room holding her like a promise kept.
"I haven't had a full night's sleep in...fuck I don't remember. Years probably," she says. "...Sleep is difficult for me even on a good day, but I make do."
She makes no effort to move however, nor does her vigilance lessen. Still as wary as ever. Even when running on fumes, her paranoia runs deep.
And now that the pressing matter of tending to her injury is resolved, she falls silent, content to merely sit and wait for her strength to return.
((Art not made by me, it was done by a friend of mine!))
18+ Hazbin Hotel Overlord OC Ask Blog!
((This blog may contain discussion of mature or adult themes not suited for younger audiences; viewer discretion is advised.))
"Nice to meet you. I am Madame Callistemon, swagman, vagabond, and travelling trader of souls," the fox-like sinner explains. she has a sublte Australian accent, and hints at a more urban life. "I heard through the grapevine that this hellsite is home to many a universe, so I thought I might take my wanderings out to see-"
Someone else interrupts, though you can't see who it is. His voice sounding like he's speaking through an old radio, and he sounds rather smug as he interjects. "You mean you're running away from your problems?"
"Yes, and?" Callistemon replies.
"Ha ha! And this is why I follow you around my dear, always so entertaining. A prime specimen of human failure and aware of it! You’re always a delight to talk to."
Callistemon smirks playfully and bows. "I try," she straightens up and gestures to whoever it is she's with. "This is Alastor, the Radio Demon, he's decided to tag along."
"Pleasure to be meeting you all!" Alastor chimes in, though he still remains out of sight. "I'm simply here to enjoy the show, I'm on a little vacation of sorts and watching as this fool of a woman tries to futilely to ignore the fact that she had quite the falling out with a certain Picture Box a few months ago...."
"Oh fuck off, Alastor, you don't even know the full story." she grumbles.
"But I know you've been absolutely miserable ever since!" Alastor replies gleefully. "And this new attempt at distracting yourself will prove to be just as hilarious!"
"... Anyway, you'll find the rules and other important information below, please read them before proceeding," Callistemon advises. "I take my rules very seriously and would prefer if everyone were on the same page before joining me on my journey."
About the Blog
This Ask Blog features the adventures of Callistemon, the Vagabond Overlord, a Hazbin Hotel OC. Multiverse and AU friendly!
This blog is set five years before the start of season 1 of Hazbin Hotel. Alastor has joined Callistemon in her travels around the Pride Ring as it's during his time "off the air".
Following a messy falling out with Vox, Callistemon has decided to take her travels to the Hazbin Tumblr Multiverse!
Feel free to ask this overlord questions about who she is, what she does, where she came from, and even pester her for answers as to what excatly happened between her and Vox...
Will Callistemon reconcile with the Vox of her universe?
Will she grow closer to her Radio Demon roommate?
Or will something unexpected happen with another ask blog?
That is all up to you!
This blog will also feature anything else about the OC and her universe!
Responses in-character shall be written as present-tense fiction.
((Out of Character responses shall be in double closed brackets like this!))
Mod: @dragonfire2lm
Rules
Warning: Some mature topics may be discussed on this blog. May include sexual themes, violence, coarse language, and If it's in Hazbin Hotel, assume it might show up on here!
Posts will be tagged appropriately, but please remember that this is fiction and you are free to leave at any time.
No Explicit NSFW! Outside of Special Events I might do (maybe, I'm on the fence about it), I will not allow explicit NSFW content on the blog or in the inbox.
Mod is an Adult! (an adult over 30) Please keep that in mind when sending an ask. We're all here to have fun but I'm not responsible for what the kiddos get up to on the internet, if you're a minor, tread with caution. I'm not your parent, nor am I responsible for what you do or see on the internet.
I will do my best to respond as quickly as I can to asks or DMs. Due to health issues and time zone differences, I might not be able to respond right away, but will do my best.
DMs are Open! I have anxiety so please feel free to reach out and ask if you want to do a long-running RP. I prefer to plan things as i go so there's no miscommunication. And also feel free to reach out if you're just unsure about an ask. I'm more than happy to discuss ideas.
Callistemon is a character that is in Hell for a Reason. As polite as she is, she has her own issues and viewpoints but at the end of the day she is a character, and the opinions expressed by any characters on this blog are not the same as the person running this blog.
Tags
For blog news and updates, or mod posts- the author speaks
For the storyline of this blog- the callistemon blog saga
For asks- callistemon oc asks
For other writing about Callistemon- callistemon oc writings
For the OC's canon fanfiction (Posted to AO3, Coming Soon!)- callistemon oc fanfiction
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First ever bout of food poisoning alongside my IBS acting up...Not fun.
Looks I'm eating nothing but rye bread, rice cakes meant for infants, and gluten free cereal for a couple of days, and if I can tolerate it, maybe a cheese sandwich and a couple of gluten free cookies.
For clarification, I have Wheat Intolernace... so...I'll have to scour the local grocery stores and build a stockpile of safe foods and snacks that don't need to be refrigerated.
Can't have an entirely gluten free diet due to the IBS. (rye bread is a safe food for me, does not trigger either condition. I've had to get very creative with what I put on sandwiches)
Can't have some gluten free products due to the wheat intolerance going haywire over sunflower oil. (Some products that are gluten-free are unfortunately not wheat free, so I always have to double check ingrediants on anything i do not make part of my regular meal plan)
And I've been narrowing down what triggers my IBS, so...the list of safe foods I can stash in the pantry is not as large as I'd like. but holy shit I am going to keep looking for more options
The food poisoning is new, never had that happen before, so...New life experience I guess?