I Do Apologize For Not Posting Again Yesterday. I Ended Up Using My Free Time To Watch All Of The Music

Introduction to “The Entity Of The Sketchbooks”, project TEOS

Konj is someone you haven’t met, yet are very familiar with. He only exists in notebooks with a profuse amount of pages meant for creative purposes, or to put it simply, Konj only exists in sketchbooks.

It is very hard to describe Konj, or “the entity of the sketchbooks”, because he doesn’t have a physical form. Instead, he possesses one singular notebook at a time because that’s the extent of his power. No one knows why he can’t possess anything else, and it is still undergoing research by doctor ReMoVeD.

The entity doesn't seem to display any hostile intentions, and from the data that our team has gathered from the subject, we’ve been able to put together a synopsis of the one known to the world as Konj.

He is only able to control one character at once. 

You see, Konj doesn't control the notebooks itself, he controls the pages by living in them. We’ve found that he sort of… “lives”through the characters you draw. He inhabits them, breathing through their nose and looking through their eyes. He may switch to a different character if he doesn't like the ones near him, displaying that this entity does seem to have somewhat of an opinion.

As he inhabits the character, the sensations he feels from them are realistic. He feels the material of the clothes you drew, brushing against his skin. Through his drawn nose, Konj inhales and exhales handfuls of oxygen, the air tickling his nostrils. And through his ears, he hears every tap or scratch you make on the page around him, traveling through his external auditory canal before the sound is eventually registered in his brain.

He takes on the characteristics of whatever you’ve drawn, but is unable to enact bodily functions through parts you haven’t drawn yet. When he does blink through the characters eyes, you won’t be able to see your possessed drawing move from just looking at the paper, as seen from our experiment 3496. Instead, you would need a microscope to zoom in on parts of his body and see the small atoms move through him controlling his body

2. His life force is unknown 

All humans live off from the blood pumped from our heart, which is one of our most important muscular organs. Though it wouldn’t be able to survive without the oxygen supplied to it from parts of our respiratory system like our nostrils and mouth.

However after test 8924, our team of scientists found that not only does Konj not have a heart, but he can live without breathing. This was found when scientist ReMoVeD drew a humanoid shape on the first page of a sketchbook without facial features. Due to the amount of atoms and offset of particles, we found that he was still maintaining a healthy vitality, and thus recorded that the experiment was a success.

Humanity might not ever know how Konj is able to live, as we haven’t been able to find a way to establish contact with him. There of course have been many hypotheses from our team about how this unique individual may be able to exist, such as the guess that his life force is based off of the pencil lead itself, but we have not yet been able to confirm that that is true, as we haven’t seen any degrading of the pencil lead, which might be a sign that he’s feeding off of it.

3. His powers do have a limit.

Even though he is able to jump to multiple sketchbooks, he can’t access them if they’re out of his range. (50m.) This prevents him from moving around, or leaving the current notebook he’s in, forcing him to stay in one place.

Because of this, we were able to set containment procedures. He is bound to a 5 by 6 inch sketchbook made out of clear pages, stowed away in a pristine white cabinet. No paper is allowed to be within 50m of him, for fear of him escaping out of containment. And finally, everyone who touches the notebook containing Konj must wear gloves, since any damage to the sketchbook slowly erodes the contained entity.

We have no reason to destroy Konj yet, as he hasn’t shown any hints of malice. We don’t want to allow him out into the world, for fear of Konj gaining a will to carry out unlawful and hurtful acts. He has shown that he is able to gain an interest in humans however, jumping from paper to paper just to watch the certain individual. With this ability we are afraid that Konj could have a chance of ending up in the wrong hands and being used to spy on others. We have a firm belief that no one could establish contact with him before using all of this information that is classified, but we are a team of scientists that would rather be “safe than sorry.”

4. He does have a gender.

Despite taking on several characters of varying gender, Konj’s fixed gender is male. This fact has caused him to prefer taking control of male sketched characters, and pretty much only possessing females if it’s necessary. This fact was found out by ReMoVeD, after they discovered that he has less than twice of X-chromosomelinked genes that females have.

The amount of data we got from its DNA was limited, not allowing us to fully explore its genetic code. To acquire this, we had to rip off a piece of paper that Konj was possessing, and put it through our high-tech DNA processor. Though we couldn’t get a lot of information due to Konj quickly moving to another page, causing his DNA to leave the page in the processor. For that reason we have a very meager amount of knowledge about his genetics, but the pieces of info we have is still very valuable to our research.

We cannot find the parents of Konj, but our hypothesis is that he does have some, since one’s gender is decided at birth by the amount of chromosomes that the male parent contributes. Still, without confirmation that Konj has parents, whether alive or dead, we cannot gain more information about his origin, thus leaving more information enshrouded in the shadow of Konjs mystery. One can only hope that soon we can understand more about this unique creature.

(Leaked classified information from the website www.guardianarchive290/Uwest.com)

A/N= 

This is sort of an SCP Oc. Due to the amount of work I put in it and the time it took, you aren’t allowed to use this Oc in anyway without my permission. Failure to follow my set rules will result in an immediate block, and this punishment is non-negotiable since you didn’t follow the set rules. Thank you for following these rules, and I hope you have a good day. I may expand on this Oc if asked too, but there is no guarantee that this character is going to resurface in the future if I’m not asked to do more stuff with it.

Ps: If the link works for the website this info was “leaked from” DO NOT CLICK IT. I pressed random words on my key and used suggestions to make it a random website link. If you choose to still click on the link, I can’t guarantee the safety of everything on your device, and will be risking your own digital safety. But if the link doesn’t work than you can just ignore this little tidbit and go about your day.

Good morning everyone! It’s time for your favorite pastime on my blog. The anime challenge! Let’s get started >:)

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Today’s question is who I think the best anime villain. 

Well those who have seen that I’m a fan of Death Note, I bet you might be able to predict who I guess. Though I guess mentioning the title of anime I’m gonna pick from gives it away, huh? 

Yes, thats right if you guessed Light Yagami the college murderer, you’re correct! (And also probably correct if you think that Light wants my hide for calling him a murderer lol.) 

He is who I believe the one and only villain in Death Note, and I will debate with you over this if needed. Yet that isn’t why we’re here, you’re here for my disjointed thoughts due to staying up at 10pm+ every night (which I apologize for.)

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Why I like him:

It’s cool to see his character development, but one of the biggest reasons why I love this potato-chip-eating-bean is his looks. Yes, I admit I’m a simp for Light Yagami. 

He’s probably the smartest villain I’ve ever seen in ANY show for that matter, not just anime. If you want to bring up Yuno Gosai I will say that I haven’t seen all of Future Diary yet so I still stand with my choice. 

Light Yagami is so smart that he was definitely a contributor to the fact that after I read several pages of the manga, my brain shorted out after trying to make sense of all their logic.

He also is kind when not under the influence of the notebook, even though we rarely see moments like those.

Even though he gets deranged when he gets the notebook, his planning skills and how he keeps an act is amazing. He gets away with it for several years, and  even had the smart idea of hiding a small piece of paper in his watch. 

Also, his voice and the laugh at the end are amazing. He sounds so good!

Personally I wanted him to win because he always spiced things up and I simp for him, but when you love Near too you have an internal conflict lol.

Got 👏 my 👏 schedule 👏 back 👏 on 👏track 👏 with 👏 the 👏 anime 👏 challenge 👏 before 👏 my 👏 posting 👏 gets 👏 drop 👏 kicked 👏 again 👏

Might post some Yan content soon, cause I have no other ideas lol.

Out of all the thirty days today’s day specifically is my favorite sports anime. I’ve only gotten invested in Haikyuu!!! And heard a bit about Blue Lock. So, because of this, Haikyuu is my favorite sports anime.

But it isn’t totally because it’s pretty much the only anime I’ve ever seen thats sports-related. But like any good anime, they build interesting characters and have suspenseful moments. You can get really hooked onto the lore and the people, being inspired to go out and play volleyball just by reading it!

The banters are funny too and can really add depth to the characters. I also love how they educate you a bit on volleyball. I’ve always wanted to be a volleyball, and this helps me fuel my motivation too even though I don’t have a team or what not to play with, and I’ll likely forget them. 

Overall this is a great anime and I highly recommend watching it and all of the action.

Funny prompt idea I thought of this morning.

[Character 1] and [character 2] are at [character 3’s house]. [Character 2] keeps thinking that [character 1] is sending them signs that they need help, causing [character 2] to over analyze everything [character 1] is doing. When really, [character 1] is just enjoy themself because [character 3] is their friend that they’re just hanging out with with [character 2]. Meanwhile though [character 2] is now set to “save” [character 1] from [character 3] and by authors choice may kill [character 3].

You can take this prompt to describe the reactions the characters have, or make it a silly haha moment. Also if you use this prompt in a story feel free to tag me in it because I’d love to see it and give advice!

Ps: Woke up to my activity having 24 notifications?!?! :0 Thank you guys so much I’m glad you like this silly little bean.

 -Once you’re gone, you’re lost forever_

       🍮🎀𓈒 ˚ ⋆ chapter one ⋆ ˚ 𓈒🎀🍮

Walks were always an enjoyable thing for me. Not because I learned to love it while walking with my grandma and mom, (ok maybe a tiny bit). But because it gave me an excuse to not be home, and be in the dazzling nature of the woods. So instead of asking the teachers for D-slips, I can walk along a dirt trail as sunlight pours through the leaves.

The birds were chirping in the distance, a sound that I had a habit of hating in the morning. I continued walking until I saw a fallen log on the ground, something I’ve seen a million of times in the forest. But I caught a glimpse of motion in the corner of my right eye and I turned, only to meet the gaze of an old man.

He had a soft smile on his face and was waving at me. He had a beard and was holding a picnic basket in his right hand with a cane in his left hand. His skin was pale, probably because he didn’t get out much. After all, no retirement homes were located near here, making these walks more isolated then this trail already was.

I walked up to him, his gentle eyes blinking slowly as I got closer and closer. He didn’t seem threatening, and if he was, the worst damage he could do at this point was wack me with his cane. And I had almost broken all of my fingers at once before.

“Hello there young man,” The old man greeted me with his sunken smile, putting his arm down when I got close. “Could you spare me a second to share a meal with this old man?”

I figured it couldn’t hurt, he seemed sweet and polite even though he was a stranger. Plus, an old man couldn’t do much malicious things. After all he was too old to do something like lug a body, and he’d already lived out his life.

“Sure, I found an old log, so we can just eat there.” I told him, helping him make his way back down the direction I came from. “Here, right this way.”

Once he sat down on the log, the old man placed his picnic basket on the ground, grabbing the lid and flipping it open. Inside there was three sandwiches, some watermelon, apple slices, and some beef jerky. He grabbed a slice of watermelon and began nibbling on it as I grabbed a sandwich, the lettuce a bright green compared to the shades of grass below it.

Overall, the man and I had a nice conversation, even though he looked as old as oak. The food wasn’t that bad either, and our conversations made me forget about the anxiety I had of how my parents would react when I got home. Just for a little while though.

“You know, you’re a really kind person, but I can see it in your eyes. You’ve been hurt a couple times.” He randomly pointed out as we swatted away at the few bugs around us. “But I’ve got the perfect antidote to cure a heart of stone.” 

He reached into his clothing pocket and pulled out a blue bottle of medicine, containing tiny red pills. With the combinations of colors, they looked purple. But if you squinted hard enough to see past their color facade, you could see what was truly underneath. The color red.

“This stuff can do wonders, take you to nirvana, make you a better man,” The man said, his smile turning into a grin. He packed up his picnic basket and started walking off, but before he did he turned around and told me something.

“One to numb the hurt, two to ease the pain. Three to clear your mind, forget all the hate. Take as I advised, not more than prescribed. Several weeks ahead, you'll be fine again.” And that was his last words until he turned around and continued walking away, eventually going out of sight.

After that I went home feeling confused. Sure, the words that he had repeated were stuck in my head, but that didn’t explain much. What were these pills made out of? Why did he have these? Who was that man? And the more deadlier question…. what would happen if I overdosed?

I swung the front door open then proceeded to head to my room which was on the second floor. It was a modest room, containing nothing much past a bed and a white desk, except a few trinkets and odds and ends from friends.

I put the bottle on the smooth surface of my desk, glad to be in an isolated room away from my family. I flopped onto my bed, wishing I had some new manga to read as I stared at the ceiling. Walls of just straight words wasn’t something for me, especially since I was one of those learners better with pictures. Whatever those are called.

I also hated being alone with my own thoughts, which caused my thoughts to drift around different topics in my head until it landed on one. The medicine, if you could even call it that and not “creepy drugs and old man gave me.” I sat up on my bed, unable to detour my thoughts away from it since my curiosity had apparently been gnawing at me the whole time. I swung my feet off the bed, the carpeted floor brushing up against the bottom of my foot as I stood up fully, walking over to my desk before I plopped onto my desk chair.

I grabbed the bottle with my right hand, using my thumb to easily flick the lid open. It fit into the palm of my hand easily, like it was made for me. I raised it to my lip, only having one thought in that moment, “what do I have to lose?” Before I poured a few into my mouth, swallowing them easily even though I didn’t have water.

I closed the cap and put it back on the sturdy table before I leaned back on my chair. It felt as if I was touching the clouds, feeling their airy softness against my skin as they brushed by me. I felt like I was bathing in the sky, the pure blue becoming blankets that enveloped me, folding over and over again. My eyes started to close as I drifted off to sleep, my heart feeling at peace. Yet before I fell asleep I felt an odd sensation. One akin to riding on a magic broom - or a carpet ride that was taking me to somewhere unknown.

(Story inspired by six pills and demon mode)

Time for 13 and 14! The saddest anime scene and an anime character similar to me. Man if Matpat leaving YouTube was anime, I’d put that down in a heartbeat.

Even though 13 is first, I thought of 14 first. An anime character I’m like the most. And out of every boy and girl I’ve watched cross across my screen, I’ve only been able to find I really can connect to. Asahina Mafuyuu.

She puts up a front to please her parents, even if isn’t something what she wants. She chips away at her own originality just to be someone others can be proud of and admire. She’s definitely depressed and how she’s acting for others certainly doesn’t help. Especially since she has to hide her passion of music and when it’s found in one of my favorite Project Sekai stories, Immerscible Discord, you can see how she wants to fights hard to keep it, but can’t for the facade she’s putting up. She prioritizes others in front of her, even if that means changing herself. And I do the exact same thing, alongside clinging to music as my lifeline just like her.

And for the saddest scene? Well I can’t remember a lot, but maybe the end scene where Light Yagami dies. It’s sad to me because I simp for him, which is pretty much the only reason I wanted him to win. He put so much effort forth and even though I don’t support his means, he made the story really suspenseful and fun. It was sad to see him go, but I didn’t want to add Near to one of my favorite characters that he killed, especially since the whole task force was likely next, and I didn’t want Matsuda to die either.

-Once you’re gone you’re lost forever_

     ₊๋ chapter two-࣭🎀

I woke up, feeling drowsy yet… purified. The mattress pressed against my back reminded me that I was in my room, and not falling. How I felt before I woke up and returned to reality.

I pressed fingers to my temple, trying to regain my sense of touch as I tried to repeat the words he said. I parted my lips and softly uttered them to the air, as if I was a doctor telling someone the side effects of their medicine.

“One to numb the hurt, two to ease the pain. Three to clear my mind, forget all my hate…” I trailed off, rubbing my forehead. 

What did he say next? I thought, trying to reach into the depths of my brain. I had forgotten the rest, yet I only remembered one more sentence he had said.

“Several weeks ahead, you’ll be fine again.”

And that was all the promise I needed to convince myself to continue taking them. Yet even that, I wasn’t sure was 100% what I wanted.

I aroused myself from my groggy state, walking as best as I could to my desk. I only had one thought on my mind, that I needed to hide the pills. I swiped them up into my hands and began searching my room, looking for an ample spot to hide them in. After all, I was lucky enough that my parents hadn’t checked in on me during my… nap, if you could call me that.

I hid them under a pile of clothes in my closet, my hazy vision barely letting me do even that. I still felt tired, so I left my closet, leaving the door open which is quite not like me. I was only able to make it half way before I laid down on my floor, my eyelids slowly descending until I was trapped in a veil of darkness. 

My eyes slowly blinked open, and I found myself in my room, but something felt… off. I pinched the skin on my right arm, and ended up feeling no pain. A dream… I thought, removing my fingers from my arm as I looked up, noticing that my desk in the corner was covered in medicine. 

Each pill was different colors, promising something different. Tiny paper cards promised different results, whether it was to cure my anxiety, ease my longing for companionship, or even help increase my self esteem so I wouldn’t have such degrading thoughts about myself anymore.

I started walking to my desk, a small part nagging at me. Telling me not to go near them, because drugs would only make my life much, much worse.

Yet like I had said, it was a small part of me and ended up getting overpowered by my sheer willpower as I started to down the pills like I starved child at a banquet. My mind felt blank, only focusing on the task at hand as one pill slid down my throat, then another, then another, then another…

My skin felt cold and at this point I wasn’t sure if it was due to how dead inside I felt, or my bodies natural heating. All of a sudden the door to my room was busted open, and two people covered in white clothing holding a stretcher came over. I was placed on it but I continued to guild down the pills in my mouths and hands as my body felt light and numb.

I was soon taken outside and dumped into an ambulance, being sped away from my home. This dream was so vivid, I was questioning if this was a dream at all. After all, my body was so numb I probably couldn’t tell if this was real just from sensations alone. 

As I laid on the bed inside, my brain felt numb but on cloud nine, and I couldn’t stop giggling. Along with that, I couldn’t stop fantasizing about self-medicating. Thoughts that I never have had before.

Soon though, the vehicle came to a stop and the doors were opened as I was hauled out. I was shaking slightly, as if I was a shivering cat while I was pulled through the double doors and into a hospital. I was labeled as “emergency care” by the staff before I was gently placed on a cot, and they hurried away after. 

I could only laugh at the fact. Emergency care? Why? I was just fine! I laid there, still shaking as I heard machines beeping in the background. I was still clutching a pile of multi-colored pills as my head was placed against the pillow and I felt unaware even of my own body. But as my body was trembling, a pill slipped from my hands and fell off the cot, landing on the floor without a sound. 

No! I thought, my heart racing as a burst of energy was sent to my left arm so I could reach out and grab it. But even though my brain commanded my arm to go forward, it didn’t, and it ended up staying in place. No no no! Frantic thoughts pounded against my skull as I stared at the pill capsule on the floor with wide eyes. Not my blood! Not my lifeline! I desperately tried to break out of whatever was restraining me in place, but to no avail did I move.

All of a sudden I sat up suddenly, sweating and panting. I did a double take of my surroundings and realized I was back in my room, awake. I clutched my head in my hands, taking deep breaths to calm myself down. Yet it didn’t work, nothing did. 

So I went to my only relief, the pills. 

I stood up and walked with a sway back into my closet and dug up my pills from there hiding spot. I dropped a few in my mouth then swallowed. I felt my anxiety be eased, and I pushed the lid back down sealing the container then I left the closet again - this time closing the door behind me. 

I laid in bed and felt that magical feeling take me again and I fell into a deep sleep that would make you suspicious if I had told you I had just sprung away afraid to die earlier. And that’s how my days basically went, taking pills to ease the pain. Yet that was just day one, and it got ALOT worse after that…

HELP @yandere-writer-momo WE ARE WATCHING TANGLED AND I CAN’T HELP BUT BE REMINDED OF ONE OF MY FAVORITE FICS BY YOU. I’m dying XD. Ps: ITS A SING-A-LONG I’m dying lol.

Made another one for my friend! Putting this character in blank Sekai means there’s not a lot to take up the space so I tried my best, buy blank is literally in the name. I tried my best and it ended up taking shorter than I thought which made me very happy. Even though I’m not 100% happy with how it came out due to how I drew it, it ended up pretty good for the first time trying out new things!

Name: I’m not going to give anyone my real name, so just call me Chalen! (The name of my Tokyo Ghoul Oc.)

Gender: They/them/he/him

Fav color: Pink, purple, and maybe white and black?

Likes: Death Note, Komi can’t communicate, Villains Are Destined to Die, Project Sekai,Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail, Outerplane, Epic Seven,Sword Art Online,etc.

Hobbies: Writing, mindlessly scrolling Tumblr 😃, grinding in games like Project Sekai, and art.

Hi I’m Chalen, someone with a notes app and a limited amount of storage that gets smaller each day.

I write a lot of fan-fictions, because I’m swimming deep in the 100000000 fandoms I’m in :D. Just like my fanfics, I also take asks and requests for my art as long as it’s not any of the following:

Stories:

Pedophila

Racism

Any sort of homophobia 

Discrimination of any kind

Incest

Art:

Nudity

^ These may be added too if I feel the need too! ^

This is a blog that will probably be full of many random things. For instance I’ve thought about going more into depth about the human and what drives us cause I’ve been reading books like that, or trying to answer the hard questions Death Note poses.

One of the most important parts of my blog is that:

⚠️ MY MESSAGES DO NOT WORK AT ALL⚠️ 

I appreciate seeing the little number go up by my messages, and imaging who may be messaging me, but it’s also sort of frustrating. I know that not all of you may not know about my technical issues with my messages, but it makes me sad that I can’t see what you guys are sending.

Instead, you guys are free to drop stuff off in my asks, and you have a 99% chance of responding to you! After all, I check Tumblr maybe with a minimum of once a day, so your ask has a high chance of being seen! (Seriously you could probably even send me your Starbucks order and I’d respond with something like “yum yum did you get me anything.)

I will do art and lore for your Oc too by the way! Like one of my favorite writers, @yandere-writer-momo says. “If there is a specific original character you have in your head that you’d like to come to life, just let me know. I’ll do my best to make it.”

This is the end of my intro for right now, and I hope you have a good day and know you are loved!

(Potential kofi here?)

Master list:

https://www.tumblr.com/magnificentdreamlandblizzard/746884220471869440/haha-i-wrote-a-long-story-while-bored-it?source=share   (A draft that got pretty long in my notes so I decided to post it)

Once you’re gone you’re lost forever:

https://www.tumblr.com/magnificentdreamlandblizzard/745248401755602944/once-youre-gone-youre-lost-forever?source=share     (1)

https://www.tumblr.com/magnificentdreamlandblizzard/745288124249341952/once-youre-gone-youre-lost-forever?source=share       (2)

https://www.tumblr.com/magnificentdreamlandblizzard/747052042724442112/once-youre-gone-youre-lost-forever?source=share (3)

https://www.tumblr.com/magnificentdreamlandblizzard/747052212866433024/once-youre-gone-youre-lost-forever?source=share (4 and might be changed)