parker civilization

it’s a bit difficult to get back into the swing of things, but.

i may or may not be attempting to write more symphony.

ocha!!

wow it’s been a while.

someone come selfcest that simbo for me.

i’d imagine he cuts his hair initially out of sheer necessity, honestly? he doesn’t know how to tend to it on his own (and he can’t be bothered to deal with the matting) so, away it goes!

sometimes i feel like i'm becoming a seavbo lovechild irl and it's terrifying. like for some reason i've had the urge to start running recently. i don't know why. i thnk evbo is taking over my soul.

the look of horror i gave myself in the mirror when i realised i can tie my hair back is the most akin to seawatt i've ever felt in my life.

that man doesn't grow out his hair on purpose, he's just too lazy (read: he's too depressed) to actually bother getting it cut. so he just lets it get longer. doesn't matter much anyway, does it?

i understand long hair seawatt personally now.

rereading something i wrote with my ex like 🫢… in shock tbh. i forgot it was good lol.

i am so brainrotted i typed 'seawatt' instead of 'seawater'. my life is over.

Fucking The Monster Under Your Bed

i am in pain so now oomfs have to be in pain too. sorry.

evbo is only truly free from the clutches of civilization in those scarce moments before he enters the pro civilization properly; not even godhood can release him. what would he give, to be able to have iron boots on his feet again? what would evbo do to just run, without ever having to stop? (4/4)

for those few fleeting hours he is well and truly free. no terrible hunger, no fear of death. nothing. not a single thing can keep him from the joy of the wind in his hair and the solid thumping of his feet against grass. he doesn’t know that he will be chained again, now to responsibility. (3/4)

does he go as far as he can, as long as he can? he has as much food as he could ever want and all the time in the world. he has no friends or obligations. he knows nobody and nobody knows him. he’s free to run into the horizon forever, ceaselessly. he doesn’t know of the struggles ahead. (2/4)

when evbo gets to the pro level, does he just… jump? does he jump as far as his legs can take him, feel the raw burn in his lungs as he fights to breathe? there is no hunger in the cavity of his stomach for the first time in his life. there are no weights keeping him from sprinting any longer. (1/4)

anyway, don’t abruptly start running after being mostly constrained to your bed for a while. this is clearly a bad idea but apparently i am not a smart person.

having a really bad experience versus immediately thinking “oh, this would absolutely happen to evbo”

i need to get into m-rated.

i’ll write something short soon. maybe. busy making my friends gifts and catching up on several week’s worth of work…

what if i’m evbo

heard my actual name in a seawatt video and almost jumped

spotify is trying to communicate with you

i feel like recently i've just been becoming evbo. but not in the 'parkour god' sense, in the 'noob' sense. i would survive writing civilization though.

i'm still not totally back, and to be honest i haven't been able to write for a bit (and likely won't be able to for a while, considering how much i've missed irl), but i am... better, tentatively?

fool's gold... my jaw kind of dropped i was shocked.

no. nobody can know. partly because they also made… vague mention of my smut fics and i’m terribly embarrassed.

i knew it was a risk when i posted on anon, but i wasn’t expecting it to happen!!