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[aventurine-official]

(Ooc: Finished the 2.2 quest in case anybody wanted to send asks involving such events! ~ Mod Minie)

#roll the dice 🎲 #ooc #ooc posts #ooc ramble #hsr #hsr aventurine #hsr rp

[iteratorsoffthestring]

[[I just began drawing an introduction and somebody is already throwing things at Pebbs lmao-]]

#ooc ramble

[bolt-anon]

% tbh what does bolt do when im not online. what do they do when they disappear. ive been thinking that they go like dumpster diving or something but maybe they just say fuck it we ball and tyrn into a teeny electric rat. pikachu if you will

#ooc ramble #what does the bolt do

[sinceruity]

# OOC : also debating if i should just make this a blog for exclusively ollie but tumblr frightens me sometimes + i fear i won't do it right lmfaooo

#ooc ramble

[magicalberserk]

(())

I don't think I talk enough about Alma being a literal Monkey. Waiting on the opportunity to use her primal form honestly, I love drawing/rping people who are going apeshit. Literally and figuratively.

#ooc #ooc ramble #alma musing #reject humanity return to monkey

[museincarnate]

PSA

Hi. Herc again. I know I tend to hop from muse blog to muse blog, since I don't run all my muses as a multimuse account. If I don't reply to anything ongoing, for a bit or at all, my muse may be lower for certain muses for awhile. With as many as I'd like to write for, my muse fluctuates from muse to muse.

If I leave things as they are, and reply to someone else on another muse, I promise it's not out of disinterest or ignoring anyone.

I just like to be all my characters, at different points. :)

Also if I'm just not sure how to push an interaction into a more long-term story off the bat (which happens sometimes), I'll keep reblogging memes I find, to continue to build upon my muses' relationships with others. I just really suck at keeping some things going. Doesn't mean we can't write other stuff together, with the same muses if you enjoy a certain pairing that much.

Believe me, I enjoy all the interactions and iterations and muses I get to meet here. :D

#ooc musings #ooc ramble

[askinsufferableprick]

#dave strider #homestuck #homestuck ask blog #ask blog #homestuck fanart #homestuck askblog #hs #((ty 🔥🔥🔥🔥 got here faster then i expected especially since i can barely post atm cus i injured my hand #i dont like doing ooc stuff so i try n keep it to a minimum but i did make a mod side blog to ramble on #if anyone wants behind the scenes shit i guess #its just the same url but with mod tacked on the end lol))

[thetroublewithhim]

Wow, making Ezra's kink list is gonna take a fucking while lol His an old fashioned kind of Dom, no messing around, no pussyfooting around. Call him a bad guy but he gets real genuine discipline and when he is kind its because he really wants to be not that he feels obligated to be.

#ooc ramble #adding ezra to this blog #ezra bellec

[misteria247]

I love how in the Tmnt franchise it's always an indisputable fact that Splinter will always take care of the boys. Like he'll literally have his life turned completely upside down by being mutated into a rat and then he'll see these four infant mutated turtles and literally go-

"Babies?? Babies for me?? Babies for me to adopt and cherish and teach??? Yes???? Guess I'm a dad now."

And he just rolls with it, no questions asked he just becomes their dad and honestly it's quite sweet and wonderful when you think about it.

#oli talks #ooc #muns ramblings #mindless ramblings of a madman #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt 1987 #tmnt 1990 #tmnt 2003 #tmnt 2005 #tmnt 2007 #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2018 #tmnt leo #rottmnt leo #tmnt raph #rottmnt raph #tmnt donnie #rottmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #rottmnt mikey #tmnt splinter #rottmnt splinter #Hamato Yoshi #Yoshi Hamato

[pokidokieships]

I can’t help but be consumed with rage every single time I think about how they handled Katara’s character post ATLA finale…. The comics, TLOK, the live action… like that’s not my girl !! Bring her back!

#katara #atla #zutara #anti kataang #Tlok #such ooc writing #anti bryke #rambles

[luxmoogle]

The news about AI scraping also reaching this nook of the internet (tho' I don't doubt there's been scraping already before this) has been going around and I'd like to write a little word about my feelings on it.

For awhile this direction of art theft in the art and writers communities has been weighing a lot of people down. I've seen many familiar faces stop posting at all, probably out of fear of their beloved work being thieved away.

I don't really talk about it, but many times it has deterred me from posting or even working on some pieces purely from a sense of melancholy and sadness. Every time news about the topic comes out it creates a new kind of wave of despair. I get the feeling, what's the point, if the AI created sludge is enough for the public, if such surface level imagery fulfills peoples wants for art, then what's the point of me sharing my work at all? To just keep posting to feed a machine.

But then I sit at my desk and draw something. Paint something by myself. And I remember, why I do art at all. The feeling of creating is irreplaceable, the joy I get out of the struggle of creation can't be taken away from me. The way one pours their thoughts, feelings and even the tiniest things that might feel so insignificant to oneself so candidly onto paper. And then. AND THEN. One might be brave enough to share those pieces to others. Post them online, show a friend, a family member. To show your vulnerable self to others, and those others respond. They comment, ask questions, perceive it and best of all... ..might get inspired, and create something for themselves!

I remember reading a magazine once, that had a page at the back with all these art works readers had sent in, and I though 'wow, these are great'! And that really inspired me to create more than I already was doing, and most of all to share it with people. That's why way back when I started sharing my art in online spaces. And I don't want to stop, because I don't want us to lose that connection. That human connection, because that's what sharing art is really about, our humanity. Sharing thoughts and feelings, not about generating the most technically perfect piece of art, void of all human error.

So, I'd like to say, do not despair (but keep fighting). There are always people out there to receive your heart.

Thank you for reading and sorry for the ramble, but I really do hope these words find you all well.

#my ramblings #not kh #not kingdom hearts #text post #I feel a little silly posting this manifest on a fanart blog #but I do think one pours their soul into it as well #I know I do #ooc #or finally IN character? #not as the moogle

[bolt-anon]

% btw im sick of iris atm so uhhh ill just be posting a reson for iris being gone like she had work or there was a major emergency or something so they left bolt’s body ig

% um their hands n half of their forearms r still purple though like glove-shaped scars and ill explain more about this tomorrow i am so tired rn

#ooc #ooc ramble

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #142 Part 2

His parents had spent years working on their portal, to the point where they were neglecting their own children. Danny didn’t know any better, neither did Jazz. To them it was just how their family ran and for the most part it worked for them. It allowed Danny to really study space and the Stars. His room was covered with different ship models on the shelves, glow in the dark stars on the ceiling and posters on the walls.

Jazz had similarly explored her own thoughts and topics as she studied Psychology. Her room was more feminine but still had a certain scientific decorum to it.  

He never thought that he’d suddenly be ripped from all the things he loved. But here he was with the trench coat man, instead of taking some biology class or something.

“What happened with the portal?” Danny asked.

The man took a long sigh, “listen… quite a lot of shit went down after your accident.” 

“That tells me nothing,” Danny glared at the man.

“I get your upset kid, but let me at least know your name. Mine's John Constantine,” 

“…Danny,” Danny muttered after a moment. He wasn’t sure he trusted the man but he guessed he had no choice. He was also noticing he felt a bit off, it was the weirdest gut feeling and Danny was having trouble telling exactly what the feeling was. It was like the feeling was telling him to trust John, although at the same time John had this weird feeling about him that had Danny feeling weary. He decided to trust John just a little, hopefully it got him back home, after a moment Danny spoke again, “…Can you at least tell me if the portal worked?”

The room was silent for a moment and then John spoke “Alright, fine, I’ll tell you what happened but some background first, do you know who the ancients are?” 

The name didn’t sound familiar, “Ancients? Like Ancient Aliens or something?” 

“No, no…” John took a swig from a flask in his pocket and then started fiddled with an unlit cigarette he pulled from a different pocket. He then looked Danny up and down, “You don’t know the first thing about the infinite realms do you?”

“The what?” None of this was making any sense and the more Danny talked to this guy the more he was getting a feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach. Something about this conversation felt wrong, like Danny should know all of this already but he just didn’t. 

“Right well… I guess the easiest way to explain this is the portal your parents made was to the infinite realms.” John said, putting the cigarette in his mouth.

“My parents called it the Ghost Zone.” Danny muttered.

John seemed to chuckle at that, “I mean it is mainly inhabited by ghosts, however they aren’t the only ones, far from it in fact. I’m sorry but… I couldn’t allow your parents unlimited access to the realms. I had to disable it and prevent it from being reactivated.”

Danny felt a little disheartened after hearing that, he guessed John was probably right though. He remembered hearing his parents talk about how they’d dissect every ghost they found to study them. The bully’s at his school often bullied Danny over it especially after his dad and mom would continually embarrass him on parent teacher nights and on field trips.

Danny let out a small sigh, “so when can I go home?”

John looked a little surprised, his eyebrow quirked up, “so you're unaware of your situation right now?”

“Situation?” Danny trailed off, he remembered getting shocked and then he remembered waking up here, “where are we?”

John let out another sigh, “shit, well from my research you're supposed to know everything about your powers when you wake up.”

This made no sense to Danny, powers? Danny didn’t have powers, he didn't have the meta-gene.

“Powers? I don’t have the meta-gene. I think you have the wrong person.” Danny stated as he folded his arms in front of himself.

“Then how are you floating?” John asked with a smirk.

Danny looked down and he indeed was floating just an inch off the bed, he wondered when that started but the feeling threw him off a little as he stumbled a little trying to keep himself upright. It didn’t work and he fell back down on the bed with a little thud. He turned to see John watching him with a small hint of amusement in his eyes. 

“What am I?” Danny asked, his voice small and a little panicked.

“You, Danny Fenton, are an Ancient. I know the term makes it seem like you're old but the term is more because your people are ancient in age.” The explanation made no sense to Danny but he could somehow float now. He thought the term ‘Ancient’ was a little much for some floating powers.

#dp x dc prompt #dp x dc #dc x dp #danny fenton #danny phantom #writing prompt #poor danny #Constantine is probably a little OOC #If anyone wants to give me tips on his personality and mannerisms that might help #I’m not ashamed of admitting I’m new to DC Comics #Is the Constantine show any good? #Power creep for Danny #Lol little float now but he’ll be able to do much more in the future #Yes his powers will act up and it will be hilarious #The trade off is I definitely know a lot about DP #John Constantine #I’ve been playing Persona 3 Reload lately #I’ve also been playing Dragon Quest Builders 2 since Akira Toriyama passed #my asks are open #all my prompts are free to use #I promise I’ll clean up the Master Post sometime tonight #Sorry if I rambled a bit I’ll be honest I’ve been a bit stressed lately LMAO

[littlefankingdom]

Bruce: Jason, if someone is tearing this family apart, it's Dick, not you.

Dick: Is this about my fashion's choices?

Bruce: We're a Goth family! Punk, emo, grunge, if you want, I'm not picky, but DISCO?!

#dick grayson #batman #bruce wayne #nightwing #dc comics #this is ooc this is caricature this is for fun #Bruce saw the Adams family and decided his family should be the same #Family picture where all the fam is in black but Dick #I'm a firm believer in Corporate Goth Bruce Wayne and Dick wearing disco inspired fashion #they both slay but side by side... It's something #incorrect quotes #my ramblings

[twinksintrees]

thinking about chuuya seeing dazai at the ada

and he’s fucking thriving

and he should be happy for him. he should be happy he’s in a better place now. and a part of him is, of course, but more of him is hurt.

hurt that he’s not with chuuya anymore.

hurt that he’s thriving, and chuuya isn’t in the picture.

hurt that he gets to go off and leave him and there are no repercussions. he gets to be happy, he gets to be healthy, he gets to do all the things he never could in the port mafia.

he gets to feel human.

and chuuya is stuck. watching from the sidelines, like he always is.

he watched as dazai destroyed himself in the port mafia. he watched as he destroyed akutagawa. he watched as he wasted away in a cold dark shipping container, alone, for two years. he watched as he left, was abandoned yet again. and now he watches as he lives, truly lives, his life to his fullest extent.

he hates himself for feeling this way. he should be happy. he should be glad, proud, over the moon, feel something other than this sickening twist of envy in his stomach.

he opens a bottle of wine when he gets home. he was never taught how to handle his emotions, and the alcohol hadn’t steered him wrong yet.

god what he would give to feel normal. to feel normal, real, human emotions.

instead all he has is anger, and guilt, and jealousy, swirling in his gut.

hopefully the wine will wash it all away

#this is just fucking rambling #this is a lot less about me focusing on character accuracy and more about me channeling my feelings into writing #so apologies if it’s ooc #chuuya nakahara #bsd #bungou stray dogs #dazai osamu #skk #soukoku #fan fic inspo #i might make this until a full fic sometimes idk #if i do it’ll be better i promise

[shoechoe]

it was really kind of wild how so many people in the jojo fanbase depicted (and some probably still do depict) rohan as this sassy, flirty, outgoing "slutty" dude in fanon when he acts nothing like that in canon. part 4 shows pretty clearly he avoids everyone when he can get away with it and is just kind of cold and mean (or a total weirdo when he's being intense about something) when he talks to people if anything. i think people just took one look at his design, designated him "twink" and started assigning him traits of a gay stereotype

#rambles #diamond is unbreakable #rohan kishibe #short posts #fandom critical #a lot of ship art i've seen of him is kind of glaringly ooc in this exact way