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StarlightRLD is waving her lightsaber in this diner!!

We're back tryna run thru all the Lego games before Lego Batman 4 drops in LESS THAN A MONTH NOW.

Will we make it? Come find out!

twitch.tv/StarlightRLD

1 day ago 3 1 0 0

its so joever for u

1 day ago 1 0 0 0

Oh boy it is going to be a bad Garfield monday…

-Dont know where my wallet it
-Didn’t sleep well and struggling to stay awake even with caffeine
-forgot my phone charger at home
-phone is at 60% and im only an hour into my shift

Going to be a fun day i say sarcastically

1 day ago 3 1 1 0
You stare down at a framed photo. Standing at the very edge of your bed, you face your older brother's side of the shared childhood bedroom. Stars adorn the side wall, leading up to the ceiling and surrounding shelves above his pillow. On a sunny day, even without the light in your room on, the stars would glow yellow. Today, it's raining hard, the sky a dark grey. For some reason, you forewent turning on the light, and so the stars merely glow an eerie light green. The subtle ambiance is enough of a light source, in your opinion.
You look up and drag your gaze across his many shelves adorned with trophies. You tear your eyes away. Looking just above the picture you're holding, you peer under his bed. Piles of clothing, CDs, and video game console accessories are stuffed underneath. You look towards the end of his bed, where a desk lays, and a computer resides. A dark screensaver moves around, producing minimal light, but you can see tiny notifications popping up and fading away. You're reminded of the phone in your pocket with only ten contacts, none of whom regularly text you.

You stare down at a framed photo. Standing at the very edge of your bed, you face your older brother's side of the shared childhood bedroom. Stars adorn the side wall, leading up to the ceiling and surrounding shelves above his pillow. On a sunny day, even without the light in your room on, the stars would glow yellow. Today, it's raining hard, the sky a dark grey. For some reason, you forewent turning on the light, and so the stars merely glow an eerie light green. The subtle ambiance is enough of a light source, in your opinion. You look up and drag your gaze across his many shelves adorned with trophies. You tear your eyes away. Looking just above the picture you're holding, you peer under his bed. Piles of clothing, CDs, and video game console accessories are stuffed underneath. You look towards the end of his bed, where a desk lays, and a computer resides. A dark screensaver moves around, producing minimal light, but you can see tiny notifications popping up and fading away. You're reminded of the phone in your pocket with only ten contacts, none of whom regularly text you.

You sigh and close your eyes, dragging one foot slowly off the bed. Shifting your body weight more by the second, you balance fearlessly. One last push forward. You drop. The moment feels like it lasts a lifetime and subversely, less than a second. The heel of your foot takes the brunt of the fall. The sudden jolt of making contact with the floor pries your eyes open. Your other leg bends behind you, foot still barely on the bed. Letting yourself sit on your foot, and thusly the bed, you resume staring at the picture in front of you.
Near the very bottom edge of the frame is a neatly written note in your mother's handwriting. “Mini Dreemurrs Conquer The Pool! :)” A warm smile grows across your face.

You sigh and close your eyes, dragging one foot slowly off the bed. Shifting your body weight more by the second, you balance fearlessly. One last push forward. You drop. The moment feels like it lasts a lifetime and subversely, less than a second. The heel of your foot takes the brunt of the fall. The sudden jolt of making contact with the floor pries your eyes open. Your other leg bends behind you, foot still barely on the bed. Letting yourself sit on your foot, and thusly the bed, you resume staring at the picture in front of you. Near the very bottom edge of the frame is a neatly written note in your mother's handwriting. “Mini Dreemurrs Conquer The Pool! :)” A warm smile grows across your face.

3 days ago 1 0 0 0

omg ik doofus

3 days ago 1 0 0 0

i thought u were 39???

3 days ago 1 0 1 0
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a cartoon character holding a cake with the words happy birthday written on it ALT: a cartoon character holding a cake with the words happy birthday written on it

It birthday day again, which means I’m closer to the dreadful 30 lol

3 days ago 1 1 1 0

hey this is serena and i'm not the one writing this, but if anyone has any feedback on the style, diction, or pacing of the writing, that'd be greatly appreciated :D

3 days ago 1 0 0 0
You stare down at a photo of you & your brother shirtless at a pool party, arms around each other’s shoulders, your other arm high in the air with a fist, the picture taken mid-victory screech.
Closing your eyes, you allow yourself to reminisce within the memory, thinking about how things were so much different, so much lighter. You slowly, fearlessly drag one foot off the bed, then push forward & let yourself drop onto it, the jolt making your eyes open.
Setting the photo down within a box of other items of personal value, you sit on the edge of your bed, stretching your back. You then lay backwards so as to not strain your spine too much, & when you sit back up, your photographed eyes just barely stare back at you. Something’s off, & you stare back for a moment before realizing what it is. For how young you were, you should’ve been wearing your red horn headband. So why weren’t you?
You close your eyes & mentally return to that moment in time. You know you brought it, fidgeting with it on the bumpy road trip to a neighboring town with all of the Dreemurr and Holiday families crammed into one van is something you'd never forget. You smile, reliving the older Holiday sister, December, "Dess", painfully struggling to use hair clips to help keep the headband on for while you swim. Suddenly, memories of the reason why come flooding back. Neighboring town. There were other humans there, the first ones you remember ever seeing in person. For a moment, you convinced yourself that maybe being human was okay, that you could fit in without forcing yourself to be something you’re not.
You scoff at the irony, knowing that just a few hidden inches down the photo, you were depicted shirtless & wearing blue swim shorts, something that typically only male humans do. Turning your head back to where you picked up the photo from, you sigh deeply, then open your eyes. Most of the shelves above your bed are now empty, but that realization is bittersweet, leaning, drawn to the bitter.

You stare down at a photo of you & your brother shirtless at a pool party, arms around each other’s shoulders, your other arm high in the air with a fist, the picture taken mid-victory screech. Closing your eyes, you allow yourself to reminisce within the memory, thinking about how things were so much different, so much lighter. You slowly, fearlessly drag one foot off the bed, then push forward & let yourself drop onto it, the jolt making your eyes open. Setting the photo down within a box of other items of personal value, you sit on the edge of your bed, stretching your back. You then lay backwards so as to not strain your spine too much, & when you sit back up, your photographed eyes just barely stare back at you. Something’s off, & you stare back for a moment before realizing what it is. For how young you were, you should’ve been wearing your red horn headband. So why weren’t you? You close your eyes & mentally return to that moment in time. You know you brought it, fidgeting with it on the bumpy road trip to a neighboring town with all of the Dreemurr and Holiday families crammed into one van is something you'd never forget. You smile, reliving the older Holiday sister, December, "Dess", painfully struggling to use hair clips to help keep the headband on for while you swim. Suddenly, memories of the reason why come flooding back. Neighboring town. There were other humans there, the first ones you remember ever seeing in person. For a moment, you convinced yourself that maybe being human was okay, that you could fit in without forcing yourself to be something you’re not. You scoff at the irony, knowing that just a few hidden inches down the photo, you were depicted shirtless & wearing blue swim shorts, something that typically only male humans do. Turning your head back to where you picked up the photo from, you sigh deeply, then open your eyes. Most of the shelves above your bed are now empty, but that realization is bittersweet, leaning, drawn to the bitter.

You fingerspell "SCARS".

3 days ago 2 0 1 0

how the fuck did i make creamy oatmeal out of instant rice :sob:

i'm so done for

4 days ago 1 0 1 0
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it still just fucking hurts that she literally spent the next three and a half days writing a suicide note, then on HALLOWEEN, our favorite holiday, got on that bridge, sliced her arm open, and stared at the water below

u never deserved any of that, rose. never.

i hope ur resting well now.

5 days ago 1 0 0 0

finally moving on... to the beginning!

Lego Star Wars: The Complete Saga

twitch.tv/starlightrld

6 days ago 0 0 0 0
reply to a message on discord with (reply) text: "Is it still called voice training if you learn how to control pitch but its not for trans reasons", to which the starlight system replies: "yeah! being a voice actor/actress and doing all kinds of silly impressions is tech voice training! do i pass as a woman 100% of the time with my voice the way it is? nope! could i sound like sonic the hedgehog 100% of the time if i wanted to and put just a smidge more effort in? yeppers!!"

reply to a message on discord with (reply) text: "Is it still called voice training if you learn how to control pitch but its not for trans reasons", to which the starlight system replies: "yeah! being a voice actor/actress and doing all kinds of silly impressions is tech voice training! do i pass as a woman 100% of the time with my voice the way it is? nope! could i sound like sonic the hedgehog 100% of the time if i wanted to and put just a smidge more effort in? yeppers!!"

give me sonic suggestions if u want me to voice them :D

6 days ago 1 0 1 0
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Tomorrow, I'm releasing a new music video for my album, Ceaseless Intention! Once again featuring the lyrical stylings of @thetsarkhan.bsky.social !

We cannot renew what humanity's mouth has devoured...

6 days ago 5 3 1 0

skywalker saga is now 100% complete (episode wise, not galaxy free play), and that means we're finally, FINALLY moving on... to the beginning.

back where it all started.

Lego Star Wars: The Complete Saga, begins tomorrow!!

6 days ago 0 0 0 0
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just realized i forgot to link but i'm so close to 100% every LEVEL of Lego Skywalker Saga

twitch.tv/StarlightRLD

6 days ago 1 0 0 1

doing any of this, living day to day, without rose just feels. so wrong.

genuinely like a light is gone from my life and i don't know how to move forward with it, without her.

god only knows how metta is doing.

because making us attempt and spend over two months in the hospital wasn't enough.

1 week ago 1 0 0 0

i just want to create something that means anything to someone

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A top-down picture of a plate covered in "PuppyChow", dubbed by Kris, rice, ground turkey, onion, anaheim pepper and jalapeño, all cooked in soy sauce, with fresh jalapeño on top to help the plate not look so entirely brown.

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1 week ago 3 0 0 0

we were nearly dead when our dad drove us to the ER in october. as with the usual regret and wishing we had done more with our life, we thought about missing out on spending time with friends

we thought about missing your streams

it was a thing that'd come back to us and keep us going.

u can too

1 week ago 1 0 0 0

You are more than your trauma (positive): trite, cliched, doesn't help

You are more than your trauma (eldritch): empowering, mysterious, inspirational

1 week ago 6 1 0 0
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Well? Aren't you going to say hello?

1 week ago 3 0 1 0

Y'know, there's just somethin' I can't quite put my finger on...

Do cats get diagnosed with autism?

1 week ago 3 0 0 1

the point is to try

to push urself to get back up no matter how painful n awkward n ugly it is

and to do it again, and again, because ur isaac mf'ing anzu n no one can live this life like u can

no one can persevere for u, but there will be people able to support u and lift u up

stay determined.

1 week ago 2 0 1 0

for me, i have to remind myself that this is currently my only source of income. if i can't focus on purely the enjoyment factor, i try to remind myself that pushing through it for the consistency will help, too.

tldr; enjoy it where u can, push urself to see it thru when u can't

it's not forever

1 week ago 1 0 1 0
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Final chibi commission, this one is for @sulidsnek.bsky.social :]

1 month ago 11 6 0 1

we really get that, but we assure u, just as we deserve to live n breathe, we deserve to have fun n make art

who cares if it's not perfect? get it out, *then* make it better. that goes for streaming, too. it's impossible to start streaming n love every aspect of ur performance, u have to build that

1 week ago 2 0 1 0
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we haven't arted our pants in a while

1 week ago 2 0 0 0
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i know this is a vaguepost abt me, i just cant prove it

1 week ago 1 0 1 0

just had a dream, woke up, fell back asleep, continued the dream, woke up again, fell back asleep, continued the dream AGAIN

not even a good dream

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