I should probably make an intro post so here it goes.
Hello! Welcome back to Ursula Inc, where I’m your host, Ursula. I’m 22 years old, play a lot of videos games, and get way too attached to little block guys.
My main interest right now is q!Baghera, Chainsawkillers duo, Purgatory 1, and QSMP in general, but I am also really passionate about Five Nights at Freddy’s and Disney’s Descendants. I also really enjoy indie mascot horror games. I just recently got into Ordem Paranormal so be prepared for a lot of that (Liz Webber my beloved).
Yes, I made the Two Birds of a Feather series (linked here). I also just made a Discord server that you can join! (Discord linked here). I swear I’m just as normal about it as you are. I don’t bite so feel free to ask me all your burning questions about it. The tag I use for the series is #Ursula’s Two Birds
Anyway, please reach out! I swear I’m cool and super chill! I love having new people to talk to!
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for this year's Melanin Beam Challenge by @creatingblackcharacters, i drew arthur cervero from the brazilian rpg ordem paranormal :D
i had the most fun last year with adapting elizabeth webber's design changes through the seasons, so what could be better than drawing arthur cervero, the heart of ordem paranormal, as he experiences the horrors? this man has survived more than he thought possible and he keeps going for everyone he's lost.
i gave him a skin tone similar to the one his father has in canon art :) here they are together! (canon image being redrawn under the cut)
the only reason i have never been groomed online is because when i was 10 i befriended 17 year olds who taught me how to interact with older people online safely.
yall have got to stop being scared of children online and start actually teaching them the ropes. because if you are not up there with them then they're going to be completely alone with the creeps and have 0 metric for what is and is not an appropriate relationship. this also applies offline.
when i was in my first internet community-- which was a well-moderated space-- my parents were concerned i was Talking to Adults. what they meant by this was that lifetime channel had recently done a couple movies in a row about internet grooming and murder, where isolated young girls were lured to meet much older men (who had lied about their own age) in person.
despite being a child of the 80s whose parents, understandably, had no experiential basis for teaching internet safety, i knew internet safety. no real name, no real location, don't share your age more than a rough range if at all, etc. why did i know those things? because adults in my first fandom communities taught me and other kids who showed up in those forum and chat spaces. they moderated or deleted messages that shared too much, laid ground rules, shepherded us. i knew those people in community, not in isolation (another tip the forum babies were given).
when my parents tried to ban me from all fandom internet-- a thing that was 80% of my social experience, as a rural, autistic, homeschooled teenager-- i posted a farewell in the forum (after a whole day of angry crying and arguing). one sweet member of the forum was a 20-something mom with two toddlers, and she wrote a lovely letter for me to print for my parents explaining how the community was moderated and what a benefit it could be and offered her own email and phone number if they wanted to chat.
they didn't reach out to her, but that letter is why i was allowed to stay online. just having the offer and the explanation was enough to reassure my parents. i wasn't besties with this woman, just a casual friend in the same space, but we stayed in touch. i respected her and the advice she and other adults in that community gave and it kept me safe in other interactions going forward
i'm friends with many of the people from that community on facebook now. they're still friends with each other. that kind woman? i watched via internet as her kids graduated. she watched me get married and have my own kids.
one of my older friends in another fandom was in her thirties when i got my driver's license as a teen. she celebrated with me. she sent my oldest kids a baby shower box that contained blankets that became their special blankies they still have saved somewhere as teens.
those relationships have been some of the most important ones of my teen years. they were people who enjoyed fandom chats with me, but also invested in me as a PERSON and not just as a kid they were tolerating. in the right context of healthy friendship, their advice and perspective kept me safe and helped me grow.
of course there are red flags kids should be taught for any relationship, but to stigmatize friendships across generational gaps harms kids more than it helps them. kids NEED friends that cross those spaces.
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the thing they dont tell you about learning to "trust the process" is that you forget and relearn it every single time you make a new piece of art. unfortunately there is no cure either
God, OPQ fucked me up. I genuinely don’t ever engage in media with it or talk about it much aside from reblogging art of my girls because it fucked me up. Had me sobbing for like two hours straight. Emotionally wrecked me. I genuinely can’t even think about rewatching the season because it upsets me.
A Ana salvou dois dos mascarados da porra do QUIBUNGO e em troca recebeu o quê? Uma espadada na cabeça, os namorados mortos logo depois E AINDA POR CIMA foi xingada de puta pós morte. Pior investimento de todos os tempos 💀
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thiago would be an awful roommate you're so right. in my mind the only way liz can survive sharing space with him would be to concede Thiago's Room to fill up with Thiago's Things. and even then it's a daily struggle to get him to Keep His Things In His Room. they would not survive sharing a room. romantic lizago would break up over this
yeah that's quite literally what happens in 90 Seconds to Midnight AU LMAO Thiago can fill up his room downstairs with as much bullshit as he wants, and they regularly fight over the clutter in the kitchen and the living room. thankfully(?), the codependency has set in so deeply that this is still preferable to trying to live by themselves again, so they remain roommates. meanwhile romantic lizago would not survive this at all. i get that the potential future of comic!lizago is all in thiago's head(?? i guess. or it's the comic going "ooOoOOOoO this is definitely what would have happened if thiago hadn't died" which,,, we all know my opinions on) but like. brother in no world could their relationship survive cohabitation what makes you think their relationship would survive A BABY. A WHOLE BABY CHILD. anyway. hypothetical lizago roommate situation you will always be funny to me.
This is why Thiago should have his own apartment and just spends all of his time at Liz’s and regularly sleeps over. Their asses are not surviving cohabitation, but they would still be able to spend all their time together.
In my head, Lizago regularly fights and argues over stupid things. I actually really like that aspect of the AOP comic because Liz and Thiago both have really big personalities and naturally, they would conflict. They are very opposite in a lot of way. I see them fighting over small things, like how to organize the cabinets. They just need their own space to return to and organize their own way.
I forgot to announce this yesterday, but my newest Enigma do Medo video is up!!! I’ve started to take on the Graveyard of Melodies and it’s proving to be quite the experience! I’m having so much fun playing Enigma do Medo!!
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When the two of them step foot the abandoned village, Jae's first hope is that this place has as many resources as it does mysteries. Searching the houses' dilapidated, dusty bones doesn't turn up anything for Jae but a distant sense of melancholy, almost pity; the sun-bleached remains of the desperate people who once lived here, begging for the return of a 'Red Seraphim' who, more than likely, never answered their prayers.
That is to say, there isn't anything useful in the houses. Aguiar doesn't find anything either, shrugging at Jae as they meet each other in the street again.
Thankfully, the sad, empty houses aren't the only thing that this village has to offer. Jae and Aguiar eventually encounter a fork in the road. To the right, the path continues to more sad houses. To the left, however, there is...
Jae hurries a few steps ahead. "Huh! A dam."
"Jae," Aguiar calls.
Jae comes to the edge and peers down the slope to the water. The bridge across the reservoir is about as broken as it gets, but the dam still holds, so there is water---and it doesn't look half bad. "This could be useful," they muse.
"Jae."
"If I can find some bottles, fix the water filter back the base---"
"Jae!"
Jae flicks their gaze back at Aguiar. "Hm?"
"Careful," he warns, eyes trained on the water's edge down the slope. He stands a few paces behind.
"It's a dam," Jae tries to explain. "It could be good for us to go down there and---"
"No!" Aguiar blurts. His feet shuffle a stilted half-step forward. "No, careful, just---easy."
His eyes have barely left the reservoir the whole time, words short like they're punching out of him from somewhere deep. Aguiar leans like he wants to reach out and grab Jae before they can go any further, but his feet refuse to follow, giving him an uncertain, top-heavy posture.
Jae pauses. They've never seen him look like this before. In a second, they puzzle it out: "Are you scared of water?"
Aguiar's eyes flick to them for a beat. Then he pinches his face and turns away, fleeing Jae's scrutiny. "No. It just gave me a weird feeling."
Jae grins as a bit of amusement curls in them. A mere two hours ago, Aguiar was the 'tough guy' in the club, all broad shoulders and puffed chest. Now he's practically half his size with how much he's shrunk in on himself. "The water gave you a weird feeling?" Jae says with a laugh in their voice.
Aguiar, eyes widening, bobs his head rapidly.
Jae can't help but roll their eyes. "Be serious." (Not so scary now, huh? something in them jeers. Finally bested.) Jae turns back towards the slope. "I'm gonna have a look---"
"Wait!"
A hand closes around their wrist. It seems Aguiar managed to unroot himself this time, just enough to lunge forward and grab onto Jae. His face is stricken with fear, body a taut chord of desperation, as if Jae is preparing to waltz into their immediate demise.
Admittedly, he's just adamant enough about this to make Jae give a brief pause. "What?" they probe. "What is it?" If this is something serious, then they'll take it seriously.
But all Aguiar does is look at them helplessly and cling to their wrist. "Don't---" He struggles, sucking in a breath. "Don't go down there."
Jae casts one more look back at the reservoir. Nothing seems out of the ordinary. There is no foreboding, inexplicable fog hanging over the water, no signs of blood or life or death. Jae doesn't know what Aguiar may or may not be sensing, but the reservoir appears safe, beyond all doubt. All reasonable doubt. And the potential resources they could pull from here makes investigating down there worth it.
"I won't go far," Jae says to assuage him, "I'll be just down the slope." They pull their wrist out of his sweaty grasp, pulling a whine of dismay from him as well, and shuffle their way down.
True to their rationality, nothing big mean or ugly comes up to attack them when they get to the water. Jae has a look around, trying to find any old bottles they might be able to use and, unfortunately, finding none. They cup some of the water in their hands and sniff it experimentally, but they're not sure what good water is supposed to smell like. Probably nothing, right?
Aguiar might know, they figure---but evidently, they would be hard-pressed to get him to come down here. Nevertheless, they pat some of the water against the back of their neck to cool off before climbing back up.
...Only to arrive to the sight of Aguiar pacing feverishly at the top of the slope, back and forth, back and forth, looking terribly like an anxious dog gated off from its owner.
"Aguiar?" Jae prompts when they reach the top, because this is getting absurd and, honestly, a little worrying.
Aguiar stops--- "Jae---" and his eyes immediately begin to dart over them, as if assessing for injury, or something else. When he finds nothing, he glances up long enough for Jae to catch his eye.
They raise an eyebrow. Are we good?
Aguiar looks away. "Did you find anything down there?" he asks a little too quickly.
Embarrassed, if Jae had to guess. "No," they answer lightly.
"Right."
Aguiar's gaze is still scarce. Concern and amusement twist together in a crooked grin on Jae's lips. "Are you sure you're not scared of water, Aguiar?"
Aguiar's face pinches again, brow furrowing into line of something like confusion as he seems to ponder the question. He rubs the heel of his hand in his sternum and takes a deep breath. His chest swells with it, like it's the first full breath of air he's had in the last several minutes.
Slowly, he exhales. "I don't know," he says, and it sounds helplessly honest.
"Hm." Jae files it away, and they step up from the edge of the slope to pat Aguiar on the arm, something to steady him. "Well, let's move on for now, huh?"
Aguiar just about sags---from the touch or the suggestion or Jae stepping further away from the reservoir, it's hard to say. "Yeah. Let's go."
Aguiar starts on ahead, though not without a glance back to make sure Jae is following. Jae, as promised, follows.
My second vod of Enigma do Medo is on my vods channel! I’m currently experiencing a lot of chronic pain, so I don’t know when I will get the chance to edit it, but I promise that it is going to be edited soon!
In the meantime, here’s me wandering through the Graveyard of Melodies!
