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carelisswriting · 1 year

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I wrote something based off a prompt by @epkot94 https://at.tumblr.com/epkot94/dp-x-dc-idea-time-so-eventually-danny-tells-jazz/8wbwdhtc71pm

I hope y’all like this, this is the first bit of my writing I’m posting on Tumblr! I also crossposted this on Ao3, which is https://archiveofourown.org/works/45308998

Btw, I adore @proshipper-on-ship and @kine-iende thinking of Dan calling Danny ‘Mom’, so that’s in here too!

EDIT: @lenacraft drew some amazing fan art of the Phantom royal family here! https://at.tumblr.com/lenacraft/im-still-trying-to-figure-out-how-i-wanna/u0n7lg2g8eo9

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Dan liked being one of the ‘good guys’, don’t get him wrong. He enjoyed saving people, and being seen as a superhero. What he didn’t like was being on a team.

Oh he could work with them just fine, but Ancients did they get on his nerves. Superman constantly checking in on him, Batman trying to figure out his identity (he didn’t have one in this universe anyway, take that asshole), Flash trying to befriend him. All in all, Dan was not a fan of his coworkers. (Ellie insisted that he secretly liked them, but she was wrong and also being very annoying about it.)

They were being particularly annoying today. Flash hadn’t stopped talking for the last 20 minutes. They were all in the main meeting room, for some sort of meeting. Honestly, Dan hadn’t been paying attention, so he had no clue why they were all here. Batman was droning on at the front of the room, something about a cult? Dan had no clue, and really didn’t care enough to listen.

He was idly tossing his thermos (which he still hadn’t told the Justice League the purpose of) back and forth when John Constantine burst into the room.

“We’ve got a problem.” He said, slightly out of breath.

Everyone had stopped talking when he burst in, turning to stare at the man. Batman sighed, before asking “What is it?”

Constantine came up to the table they were all sat around, setting down an ancient looking book across the table from Dan. He noticed that the title was in something similar to Ghostspeak. Interesting. He wasn’t gonna tell any of his coworkers about it, though. They all thought he was an alien, which technically he was, and it would be suspicious for him to know some random magical language, even vaguely.

“Someone is summoning powerful entities from a dimension parallel to ours, using this book.” Constantine said, gesturing to the book “I brought my copy, but I don’t know how to stop these beings.”

“Why?” Batman grunted out the question, already flipping through the old book.

Constantine sighed aggressively, pulling out a cigarette. He lit it, before answering sarcastically “I don’t know, maybe because they’re significantly more powerful than most beings from this dimension? Maybe because they have an insane set of abilities?”

Batman grunted in acknowledgement, turning back to the book.

A few moments passed, before everyone started talking, shouting questions over each other. Dan sighed. This was going to be a long day.

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A few hours passed, everyone still trying to figure out what the hell to do. Well, almost everyone. Dan had long since given up on planning, playing a game on his phone under the table. It wasn’t like anything could actually be a threat to him, and if it was? He’d just call Danny. He’d prefer if his coworkers figured something out, however, so he hadn’t bothered telling them about the fact that he could probably deal with whatever this was in a snap. If they still hadn’t figured anything out in the next hour, he’d deal with it.

Wonder Woman looked up from the book Constantine had summoned for her to read through, hoping it had answers.

“Where are these entities from? You didn’t say what dimension it was.” She asked.

Dan realized that no one had thought to ask that anytime in the last few hours. Seriously? He knew that most of his coworkers were stupid when it came to magic and stuff like it, but seriously? He slipped his phone back into his pocket, wanting to see where this was going.

Constantine glanced up from where he was studying a leatherbound tome. Dan couldn’t see what it was about from here, but he bet it was unhelpful, considering how much Constantine had been glaring at it over the last few minutes.

“The Infinite Realms. It’s an extremely dangerous dimension, home to the dead.” Constantine answered, his tone grim.

Dan couldn’t help it. He chuckled. His coworkers looked at him like he was insane, which only caused him to laugh harder. He bent over the table, laughing.

“Something funny, Phantom?” Batman asked, glaring at him.

(Dan had stolen Danny’s superhero name, it was his first anyway. And besides, everyone found it hilarious, including Danny.)

Dan theatrically wiped a tear from his eye before replying “Yeah, it’s so damn funny that he said that with a straight face. I mean, c’mon, ‘extremely dangerous’? Maybe if you’re an idiot.”

Superman raised an eyebrow at Dan, before exchanging a look with Batman.

“Have you been to these ‘Infinite Realms’?” Superman asked, voice calm.

Dan snorted “Yeah, of course. Ancients, if the problem’s just some guy summoning ghosts, I’m just gonna call my mom.” Dan could deal with it himself, but where was the fun in that?

He pulled out his phone again, dialing Danny’s number. The ‘mom’ thing had started as a joke, but honestly? It fit Danny so well, and Ellie already called him that, so why shouldn’t Dan?

“Why are you-“ Flash asked, before being cut off by Batman.

Batman glared at Dan “What are you doing.” He asked flatly.

Dan laughed, waiting for Danny to pick up.

“Calling my mom, duh.”

Batman gave an aggravated sigh, and went to speak.

Danny picked up, and Dan immediately started talking, cutting off whatever Batman was about to say.

“Hey, so, apparently some asshole is summoning ghosts and causing problems over here. Thought I’d have you deal with it.” Dan said, explaining quickly. The Justice League stared at him, shocked and very confused. Dan hadn’t told them anything about his family, so their reactions were pretty justified.

Danny sighed “Not even gonna say hello?”

Dan sarcastically cut him off “Hello!”

Danny sighed again, but Dan could tell he was amused. They shared a sense of humor, Ellie had the same one too. Perks of being a clone/evil future self and their original/past self (Their relationships were all kinds of funky, but it worked for them.)

“You said someone is summoning ghosts? I’ll be there in a sec.” Danny said, before hanging up.

Dan put his phone away, finally glancing at his coworkers. They all looked extremely confused, except Batman who was fuming, and Constantine who looked wary.

“Who was that?” Batman growled.

Dan looked at him, the picture of innocent confusion.

“I already told you, my mom. He’ll be here in a moment.”

Dan could see Flash mouthing ‘he?’ to himself a few seats away. Dan relished in the sense of confusion he was causing. It was extremely funny watching his coworkers flounder in the face of Dan’s sheer chaos.

Constantine took a moment to speak “I don’t think-“

He was cut off as a green portal opened up in the middle of the room, above the table. Everyone, excluding Dan, went still as it appeared.

“What the-“ Superman started to say, as Batman pulled out a weapon. They were both startled by a white and black blur flying out of the portal and attaching itself to Dan.

Dan was knocked out of his seat as Ellie bowled him over. He tumbled down to the floor, falling flat on his back. Ellie grinned at him, sitting on his chest.

“Got you!” she gleefully yelled out. Dan chuckled, gently shoving her off him. He sat up, and was greeted with his coworkers, who all looked ready for a fight. Their faces switched to confusion when Dan just blankly stared at them.

“What’s up?” He said, slightly sarcastically.

Ellie floated into the air, hanging upside down in front of Dan.

“Well, you were just tackled by someone they don’t know.” She pointed out, a grin on her face.

Dan sighed, gesturing to Ellie “Please meet my little sister, Ellie. She’s an annoyance.”

Ellie smacked him on the shoulder, before flipping around so that she was facing the Justice League, and also so that she was right side up.

“Hi! It’s nice to finally meet Dan’s friends!” She said, darting away when Dan attempted to hit her.

“They’re not my friends! We’re coworkers!” he shouted as she flew to the corner of the room, sticking her tongue out at him.

He sighed, before looking at his coworkers. Most of them were still stuck in a state of confusion, and Flash hesitantly asked “I thought your mom was coming?”

“Oh yeah.” Dan said, before yelling over to Ellie “Where the hell is Mom?”

Ellie floated closer “He was right behind me, so-“

The portal, which had slipped the Justice League’s minds when faced with the chaos that is Ellie, sparked as Danny stepped out, before it flickered out of existence.

Immediately, the aura of Danny’s power settled over the room. Being the King of the Infinite Realms afforded someone a lot of power, and death magic always affected people more than other magics. Also, the crown, ring, and cape made him look very intimidating. Combine that with his imposing stature (inherited from Jack) and he was downright terrifying. It was a comforting thing to Dan, who was used to Danny’s powerful presence. To the Justice League, however, it felt like the Grim Reaper himself had just come for the souls.

Danny looked around, spotting Ellie floating up above the table.

“Ellie, I told you not to scare them! We want to make a good impression.” He said, Ellie immediately darting down to stand next to him.

“Sorry Mom, I just wanted to say hi!” Ellie defended.

Danny sighed, ruffling her hair.

The Justice League looked so confused. Constantine looked like he was about to throw up.

“That’s… King Phantom.” Constantine said, shocked, before he scrambled to stand in front of the Justice League.

“We didn’t mean to offend, I swear-“ Constantine started, before Danny cut him off.

“Dude, it’s fine. I just came cause Dan asked.” Danny said with a chuckle, slightly uncomfortable. He had gotten better at the formalities that came with kingship, but he still wasn’t that comfortable when people begged for his mercy, understandably.

It seemed to hit everyone then. That this terrifying man, and king, was who Dan had been referring to when he said ‘Mom’.

While his coworkers processed his chaotic family, Dan floated over them to stand next to his mom.

Danny smiled, ruffling Dan’s hair. They were almost the same height now, so Danny didn’t even have to stretch to reach it.

“How have you been? I know we talk everyday, but it’s not the same as seeing you in person.” Danny said, a soft smile on his face.

“I’ve been fine, Mom. It’s nice, helping people.” Dan replied.

Danny beamed at him “I’m happy it’s working out!”

“Yeah, and you haven’t even tried to kill someone!” Ellie cut in, a smirk on her face.

Dan reached out automatically to swat at her, but she dodged.

The Justice League seemed to snap out of their shock.

They are started to talk at once, before Batman yelled “Quiet!” over top of the noise.

“I believe introductions are in order.” He said, before muttering under his breath “especially as they’re some sort of royalty.”

Dan hadn’t told them about his enhanced hearing, so Batman had no way of knowing that the three ghosts could hear him perfectly. Dan and Ellie shared a smirk at how done the man sounded with them.

Danny clapped his hands, startling some of Dan’s coworkers.

“Yes, you are correct! Danny Phantom, King of the Infinite Realms, at your service!” Danny said cheerily.

Ellie spoke next “Ellie Phantom, Princess of the Infinite Realms.”

They both looked expectantly at Dan, who sighed.

“Dan Phantom, Prince of the Infinite Realms.”

Technically, he was also sort of the king, but it had been a different Infinite Realms that he conquered, so this one had decided he was a prince. He was fine with it, honestly being King sounded annoying.

Predictably, that led to another outcry from his coworkers. Constantine looked like he was having a mental breakdown.

When they had settled down, Superman asked “You’re a prince?”

Flash chimed in “Also, your superhero name is just your last name?”

“You’re the prince of the Infinite Realms. The place the entities are from?” Wonder Woman added.

Dan rolled his eyes at the questions, before looking at Danny pleadingly. Danny sighed, but answered the questions for him.

“Yes, we are the royal family of the Infinite Realms. And the beings there are called ‘ghosts’, by the way. Also, Flash, it was a superhero name before it was a last name.”

If anything, that answer made Flash even more confused.

Ellie stuck out her tongue at Dan “If you just told them about us, you wouldn’t have to deal with all these questions!” she sang out.

Dan groaned “Can you stop it for two seconds?”

“Nope!”

“I swear to the Ancients, I’m gonna-“

“Settle down, you two.” Danny cut in, stopping the argument.

Dan and Ellie gave him matching pouts. They loved arguing with each other over nothing, it was fun.

Danny sighed, before turning back to the Justice League.

“So, Dan said that you’ve got a ghost problem?”

Batman stepped forward.

“Yes. Someone is summoning ‘ghosts’ into our world and causing havoc. Constantine doesn’t know who, but they need to be stopped.”

Danny closed his eyes for a moment.

“Okay, got it. Some asshole in Central City.”

Constantine startled “How do you know where he is? I couldn’t find him, even with my most powerful tracking spells!” He shouted, before a look of immediate regret came over his face. He probably just remembered that he was yelling at a death god, or close to one.

Danny dropped his smile, his eyes going blank. His presence seemed to double, a crushing sense of doom coming over the room. Constantine realized just how much he screwed up.

“The Realms is connected to all, especially those who are going to die shortly.” He said, flatly.

Dan chuckled slightly at Danny’s scary act, sharing an eyeroll with Ellie. Danny tried so hard to be intimidating, and it never really worked.

(Meanwhile, the entire Justice League is trying not to faint. Constantine really needs a drink.)

Superman shook it off first, asking “Going to die shortly? Are you going to kill him?” his voice pitched down at the end, trying to sound threatening.

Danny laughed, the crushing aura receding “No, of course not!”

Superman nodded, relieved.

“I’m just not gonna stop the others from doing it!” Danny continued.

Immediately, the mood of the room plummeted.

“What do you mean?” Batman asked.

Danny gave them a sharp smile, Ellie and Dan mirroring it on either side.

“He is enslaving my people, Batman. I’m sure they’ll want justice for that.”

Danny turned, opening another portal above the table.

“I’ll go deal with the asshole. Ellie, Dan, let’s go.” Danny said, smiling at them.

Ellie patted Dan on the head, before darting through the portal.

Dan looked out at the Justice League.

“I’ll be back in a bit, don’t wait up.” He said. He was definitely going to take advantage of his family coming to visit him, he wanted to hang out with them a bit. Maybe show them Gotham? He knew Danny and Ellie would get a kick out of it.

With that, Dan walked into the portal.

Danny surveyed the Justice League for a moment.

“Thank you for helping Dan. Don’t be too annoying to him over all this, okay?” His words were light, but his tone was anything but.

Batman nodded seriously.

Danny smiled, stepping through the portal to go keep his kids from getting into too much trouble.

(Constantine looked seriously at Batman “Don’t call me for the next week, I need to get drunk. To deal with all…that.”)

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#dc #dc x dp #my writing #fic #i hope y'all like this!#ellie phantom #danny phantom #dan phantom

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toh-tagteam-au · 1 year

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Status Update and Warning of a Synopsis Drop

Gonna keep it a stack w yall fellas. I've written over 100 parts of this comic spanning all of the episodes (over 300 pages using 9 point font on google docs) and im realizing theres No Way I'm gonna be able to get my motivation to draw as much as I did for TT back when I first started, much less finish the thing. Much less actually GET to YBOS, which is when the canon deviance legit starts and the story gets way more interesting imo.

So here's what's going to happen:

I'm going to stop drawing the comic. As much as I really like the idea of finishing this particular scene, I know I'm not gonna be able to do it. I haven't updated consistently for months – this is the end of my line here.

BUT

I'm going to write the whole story in its own post WITH VISUALS. I'll explain what happens in every episode over the course of all the seasons, maybe even include some of my favorite visuals/boards when I was writing them. I'll also probs have some deleted concepts in a separate post (because damn I went through some rewrites when season 2b dropped). I'll consider dropping the script too, so you guys can see the actual lines I wrote for each part, but that's a big "if".

Don't get me wrong, I'll still be active (probably more active than I have been in the past few months LMAOOOO). I'm just shifting this AU story away from a comic medium and into a Tumblr AU medium, like how a lot of the TOH aus are at the moment. I want to tell this story and give you guys content, and if i have to do it without the art medium then I will.

I am so grateful you guys have stuck around. The compliments on this comic – my art, the story, literally everything – mean everything to me. I hope you guys like the Tag Team synopsis when I post it.

#wont tag this as anything since i dont think theres anything TO tag

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talkintrashcann · 1 year

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Sleeping beauty - Xavier Thorpe

Summery: You found your best friend sleeping in his shed, his body laying on something he was drawing before falling asleep. Little did you know, it was a drawing of you.

Warnings: fluff, kissing, best friends to lovers, if there's any others please let me know

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: im sorry if this is really bad, i didn't check the story after finishing it up so there's probably gonna be some mistakes in here. this is my first time ever posting on tumblr, this is all very new to me and idk how any of this works or if im doing it correctly so please let me know what you think. im always open for suggestions or feedback!

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Walking outside in the forest after dark wasn't your favorite activity to do but you got a little worried about your best friend, Xavier. You texted him a while ago asking if everything was alright and he hasn't replied back yet. You're aware that he likes to take his distance sometimes and wants to be alone, which you completely understand and respect. But you also knew that whenever something is wrong, he keeps it to himself even when he shouldn't. He knows that you have your own things to sort out sometimes and he doesn't want you to carry around his luggage too, he doesn't want to feel like a burden.

He has the perfect spot to go to whenever he wants to be alone, a place where he can let go and express himself. Out in the woods next to the school there's a shed somewhere, he cleaned it out with permission from Ms. Weems to turn it into his private art studio. So naturally that's the first place that came to mind when you found out he wasn't in his room.

After a 15 minute walk in the woods you finally spot the old shed, covered by loads of plants that grew onto it over the years. It was certain he was inside as the lights of his shed were turned on, and only he can enter the shed considering he's the only one with a key.

You open the door quietly, not wanting to scare him this late at night. Your eyes scan the room looking for your friend, but you frown as you dont see him immediately. You take a step further inside, being able to see the room more.

That's when you spotted him, sitting on his wooden stool while his upper body was leaning on his workbench. He was sleeping peacefully, not even waking up because of the door opening. And you can imagine it making quite some noise considering how long that shed has been standing there in the forest. His hair was partly tied up in a loose bun, while also being untied at the back. A few strands of hair had fallen over his eyes, mouth slightly open. You could hear him breathe very quietly, holding your own breath to prevent him from waking up because of any noise. Even though he wouldn't wake up so easily, but you still felt the need to not make a sound.

If you could take a picture of this very moment, you'd carry it with you anywhere you go. Your heart melts at the sight of him, you stand there almost dying from cuteness overload. There was no denying that you see him as more than just a friend, but you would never actually admit that to anyone. Some of your other friends knew about your little crush on him, but it looks like Xavier himself can't take a hint at all. You've tried dropping him subtle hints, some a little less subtle than others, but it has no use. He must be blind to not notice you flirting with him all the time, or at least try to. That or he knows you like him, but decides not to say anything about it, being too afraid to lose you as a friend because of it.

As you get lost in your own thoughts again, your eyes divert from his pretty face to what seems to be what he was drawing before he had drifted off into deep sleep, staring at what you see in shock.

Underneath his body, drawn on the paper, was you. He made a drawing of you petting a kitten near the lake. It had so much details in it, you would think that he made this on the spot while you were posing for it. Thinking back to when this happened, you remember it being from before you two were even friends. It was one of your first days at Nevermore and you hadn't made any friends yet, not any human friends at least. You had gone for a walk near the lake to clear your mind after class, meeting a cute little orange kitten while you were there. You don't remember anyone else being around, let alone it being Xavier.

It makes you wonder though, was he following you? If so, what was the reason? Even if that was a bit of a stalker move, you couldn't help but feel warm inside because of it. Maybe there was a chance he did like you more than a friend. You leaned in a little closer to him, pressing your lips lightly to his cheek. You don't know what came over you in that moment, but you really felt the need to do that. This might be the only time you get to do this, so why not.

Unfortunately that light touch was enough to wake sleeping beauty, Xavier's eyes fluttered open slowly and his arms pushed his body up from the table. He makes eye contact with you and frowns at the sight of you standing there so close to him in the middle of the night.

"What are you doing here?", he asked softly but his voice came out a little raspy.

You couldn't make a sound, your eyes nervously looking at Xavier, then at the drawing, and then back at Xavier. He followed the direction of your eyes, also looking at the drawing now. He had completely forgotten he was working on that before he fell asleep, his body filling with embarrassment now as he realizes what situation he's gotten himself into.

"Uh, I can explain..."

He got nervous and looked down at the floor, not wanting to look you in the eye right now. He knew he couldn't talk himself out of this, you needed an explanation and he couldn't think of a single excuse. His hands were fiddling with the hem of his shirt and his face was turning a dark shade of pink, his body language was telling you exactly what you needed to know.

Taking a deep breath before opening his mouth again to say something while still not looking at you, he was prepared to finally tell you how he feels about you. Before he could say a word you lifted his chin up and softly kissed his lips, catching him completely off guard. It didn't take very long for him to kiss you back though, he had been waiting for this moment for so long. It didn't happen the way he thought it would, but he was definitely not complaining about it.

His hands found their way to your waist and pulled you closer to him, you falling onto his lap as a result. After what felt like ages you slowly pulled away from him, not really wanting to but you needed to catch your breath.

For a moment it stays silent in the shed, neither of you making any noise. All that's happening is you two staring at each other, enjoying the moment while thinking about what just happened. Xavier is the first one to break the silence.

"Does this mean you like me? More than just a friend?", he asks hesitantly.

"Took you long enough to realize, I've been trying to tell you for so long but you never seem to notice.", you let out a soft laugh while wrapping your hands around his neck.

"Maybe you should do something about your flirting skills then, they're gonna need some improvement if your goal was to show me you liked me.", he couldn't stop himself from teasing you.

"Oh please, there's nothing wrong with my flirting skills. If you would just open your eyes for once you'd see-"

Before you had the chance to finish that sentence he smashed his lips on yours to shut you up. This time the kiss was much more passionate and lasted even longer than the previous one. You never could've imagined this was how your night was going to end.

#xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe x you #wednesday #xavier thorpe wednesday #xavier thorpe fanfic #xavier thrope #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe fluff #xavier thorpe x y/n #wednesday fanfic #wednesday imagine #xavier thorpe imagine #xavier x you #xavier x reader #xavier fluff #xavier fanfic

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cinefairy · 8 months

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Whenever I am reading about the law on Tumblr I feel like I can manifest anything and that its so easy, but then when I try to apply I get so many questions about if I am doing it correctly again and that this is gonna be hard to do, how can I stop thinking like this?

thats because when blogs write about the law (most of the time this does not apply to every single loa blog) they write about it like it IS the most easiest thing in the world, like it is a flawless execution.

thats because they dont include their struggles, hell even i struggled today. i struggled yesterday too. im learning. im a human, im not gonna always tell u guys my struggles because its highkey none of your business but anyways.

lets just be real with ourselves for a second. lots of us have encountered struggles when we tried to fulfil our desires have we not? has this road been perfect? probably not…are we probably still struggling a tinsy winsy bit from time to time? well ik i certainly am.

doesnt mean shit btw if you’re struggling and its okay to.

when applying its so much different from actually reading, when u read that post saying everything is possible and everything is perfect and you’re perfect you get that rush, you get that excitement and everything feels good and happy until you actually decide to do it and you start feeling stupid, or you’re feeling like you’re doing something wrong or you’re missing an element or you’re just too aware of yourself u start to feel uncomfortable.

and guess what, thats totally normal. even neville found it hard at one point to actually APPLY and do it himself. but in that moment where that does happen. treat yourself kindly first of all and take it slowly.

step by step you will get there, maybe itd be helpful to do edward art’s meditation as a starter i felt more assured following a meditation, because you’re just doing what theyre telling you. cant go wrong

#ask

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choccy-milky · 1 month

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1. your fic is absolutely amazing. Have been bingeing it and I’m literally obsessed. The way you write just itches my brain in such a good way, literally cannot contain my love and appreciation for your work👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 cheers to you!!! Can’t wait to keep reading

2. As I was reading I found out you also deadass drawing the art to go w/ the fic?? Literally you’re living my dream 😭 plus your art is so so so well done!!!!! It’s added so much joy to my reading experience

Cannot wait to see what else you have in store!!’ Hope you have an amazing, AMAZING day, week, year, etc.!!!! 💞🙌🏻🫶🏻

OMG IM GONNA CRY 😭😭 BAHAHA U SENT THIS AT SUCH A CRAZY MOMENT cuz i just checked my ao3 comments and was down about a rude comment i got, and then i come to tumblr and like, a few mins later/literally AS i was venting about it, u send this BAHAHA your choccy senses were tingling. IM SO GLAD U LIKE IT THO AND THAT YOURE ENJOYING IT (and my drawings, even if youve defs seen spoilers by now BAHHA) hope u have a good day too, u defs brightened mine!! THANK UUUU💖💖💖

@kaviary-blog this looks so funny bc i censored u just to keep it (mostly) spoiler free BUT AW THANK U DAMN IM HONOURED THAT MY FANFIC WAS THE ONE TO MAKE YOU CRY?? IM SO HAPPY HOW INVESTED YOU ARE 😭😭💖💖 im also super happy with that chap and its so satisfying like you said to finally be able to tie of all those threads so IM GLAD IT WAS WORTH IT💖

@lovesicklovermia ONE DAY???? OMG. FIRST TWO DAYS NOW ONE?? ITS JUST GETTING SHORTER AND SHORTER. next thing i know someones gonna be like yeah so i took some highly experimental drug that lets me read at 1000% the pace of a normal person, and i finished ur fic in 2 hours 😍omg loved it!!!😍😍 BAHAHAHA but omg i totally see what u mean, they do HAHA. AND THANK U💖💖 IM GLAD UR LIKING IT💖

YEAH so in my fic fifth years are 16, and by the time things get....explicit....clora and seb are 17. im not against consuming media with teenagers depicted in sexual situations like euphoria or riverdale or w.e else bc i get that its fiction and these are just real things that happen so its fine to write about them, but their canonical ages of 15 was still too young for me and i wanted them to be 17 before it got the E rating (which is why clora and sebs birthdays end up being so close, bc i was RUSHING for them to turn 17 BAHAHHAA)

BAHAHA clora and seb secretly being together is like the most poorly kept secret in my fic, like im sure her parents technically KNOW, but due to old fashioned traditions and whatnot (and it being 1891) seb wants to be able to propose properly and with a proper ring, bc clive is intimidating and he doesnt wanna just be like "yeah so im dating your daughter and weve already fucked and i plan to marry her" LOOL he wants to do things properly and be with her with her dads permission(even tho its a bit late for that HAHA) BUT WE CAN JUST PRETEND. tldr its basically just out of some sense of chivalry on sebs side, a fear of her dad, and wanting to do things right LOL

ALSO WAIT OMG STOPPPPP I WAS LITERALLY JUST ABOUT TO POST THIS BUTI HAVE TO INCLUDE THIS NOW

YOU SAW MY POST AND IMMEDIATELY DREW THIS AS A RESPONSE WHILE IN CLASS?? BAHAHAHA IM ACTUALLY SO TOUCHED RN IM TEARING UP WTF THATS SO SWEET OF YOU WTFFFFFFFFF THANK YOU SO MUCH😭😭😭💖💖 (NOW PAY ATTENTION IN CLASS!!🤬🤬)

#ask #rude comment?? forgotten. coke zero?? SLURPED #the irony of drawing CLORA in class bc she would disapprove and want u to pay attention BAHAHAH

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outkast777 · 21 days

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Right as i logged out of my account sum random ass account posted a doc abt me and my friend cuz they r mad at me for being mean to them and “abelist” and we already had this convo and it went litteraly NO WHERE so they think i was trying to call them out for having a fp (i just stated shi also talks about something over and over again) (nothing directed negativly until shi took it negitively) yes i dont like thise people because after sometime i started to have different opinions about them as any human can. I did get very petty which was not the best idea and the whole misgenering thing was not on purpose and i told hir that so many times because i was typing fast and its one letter and i alwasy use autocorrect so its obviously gonna correct and the ss were taken within the MILISECOND after i sent them and after i edited them so i dont really know what 2 tell ya. I dont have any control over my other friends actions (there name was censored out) (bro my cd its so scratch its jsut stopped playing) i am so sick of them people acting like i and the one sending the things she says shes her own person with her own phone she can text on the whole “NPD” thing was alot of heat of the moment shit that started cuz some one got mad at me for answering when someone said “if you have somthing to say about me say it to my face” and i did cuz tf and then its escalated into things that i definitely should have not said and i do take credit for that and im sorry if any of those were hurt by it. Dragging on this long ass paragraph onto tumblr is the most tiring thing jsut as i thought everyone was done and things were being talked about but take it or leave it i am done

Ive been done for long before this so no i will not be comeing back to this account again outkast is over and has been over no i do not like creepypasta anymore i just want to clarify non of whats above is why i just dont like creepypasta quits. Lawd ive realized over the past month that ss stuff and thrn sending it to tumblr is a wack and bad way of getting people to understand cuz they were simply not there so i will be taking off all the drama included stuff off my page for people who want to still come here for my art. “Outkast is a bad person who hate people specificly with personality disorders and specificly cluster b disorders” is such an annyoing claim and is a big one 2 because i dont?? Just becuase you have it and we havnt been on great terms dosent mean i hate you cuz of that i could litteraly care less and ive told them that multiple times but ik they dont care atp. Soooooo bye i dont know much more to say. Making me type out this long ass paragrah ohh em ge

Also the person taking about getting mad at us for talking about tomb all the time ALSO talkes about tomb all the time but gets mad at us for doing it ehat do you want from me bru

Im very bad at spelling

#drama free life style #*evil* discord users as they put it r coming after meee oh nooo what am i gonna doooooooo #this looks like its gonna be put in a creepypasta fandom youtube video #if you gonna share ss at least make the readable them shit r in 6px #no i am not taking down my description

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desb3ar · 2 months

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ok this was originally gonna be an anon post but i decided to STOP BEING A PUSSY!!!!

your art of miggle is sooo osooooo osooooo sososoo coool..... i love the way you draw him so big but he also just looks sosososo soft and gentle!!!!! i saw the horror art and thats what really made me want to write this because ur ability to absolutely make him turn a 180 is awesome........ i remember seeing that art of him as a weighted blanket and tbh it really spoke to me because i'm autistic and ykw i want a big muscley bf (miguel) to lay on me and be my weighted blanket!!!!!!!!

and your nonviolent communication fanart is sooo good.... granted spoilers for me cus i haven't finished it yet (school unfortunately) but greensagephase must be elated everytime they see u post because i think you're bestowing a writer's greatest honor to have their fic have fanart!

AAAAAAND NOT TO MENTION U ARE A WRITER URSELF AND THATS AWESOME TOO i read all of your works and tehy'resoooo!!!! they're soooo!!!!!! YOU'RE KILLING ME HERE MAN it rlly adds depth to mig even if it's soso simple and domestic your talent really shines in both areas!!!!!!!

so... haha..... we are both artists and writers (x reader writers to be specific.... and we both like The Specimen.... whadya say... buddy..... mutuals???? 😊 (THISISSOLONG IM SORRY YOU CAN DELCINE IF YOU WNANA)

OMGOMGOMFOMG OFC WE CAN BE MUTUALS <333

im still so stunned i am even capable of turning miguel into this lovable guy. i dont even mean to 😭 i honestly thought i was doing the complete opposite because i wasnt meaning for him to be made out that way, which is funny and somewhat cute. many always say that and im always beside myself when it’s mentioned . him being some sort of weighted blanket, that drawing? one of my favorites ngl. i just might draw some more soft miguel, have them all in one post to relief dashboards of my spam LMFAO

i could go on and on about nonviolent communication. #1 fic of all time. I spent more time than id like to admit reading it, its that good. thats why i draw the things i do, its such an enjoyable read 😭 i gotta draw more of it instead of waiting on the next chapter because theres so many amazing moments i read that i really wanna put on the canvas. green deserves so much fanart for how well-constructed their story is and for the amazingly done writing that makes miguel come to life even more. it’s astounding, green is really the reason i was writing to start with ❤️☺️

on the subject of writing, ive GOT to write more, just need some ideas that isnt too far from how he is in canon (i love him for what ive seen, not because of the fantasies ive hd lmfao). writing takes so much thought and i commend those who take their time to make amazing pieces, i can barely crack 2k words without thinking this is a masterpiece when the talented can make 4k words and its only the mf START. ITS NUTS. but im not here to compare, just paying so much gratitude for authors on tumblr haa im rambling UGH

THANK YOU SM FOR THE KIND WORDS!! and dont worry, i dont get a lot of long messages in my inbox, its rare, so this means a lot more than you think <333

and amazing on having balls, respect <3

#ask #answered

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rosekeu · 5 months

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the pit of despair : attack on titan

a/n: this is just a draft.. seeing how this story preforms and how much people like it. im still gonna continue it but i need feeback to see if posting it on tumblr is worth it.

levi ackerman x reader | erwin smith x reader

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chapter 000 : past naivety - pt.1 " the start of something. "

"Could you please stop yanking on my collar, Mellilla." You smile to yourself, messing around with Erwin was definitely one of your favorite moments of the day, and hearing his father talk about history was entertaining too, but today you had no intention of listening. Erwin, being the observant child he is, was able to take note. As for the nickname, Mellilla, it meant little sweetheart or little honey in Latin. It came unphased to you, your mother started calling you that since you were born, and it just stuck like glue and spread around the walls like a prayer.

"Why are you so jittery?" Erwin turned in his wooden desk, looking at you with an unamused expression while doing so. Your smile only grew wider.

"Erwin, you're not going to believe it. My father and I are going to give out more candy, and he mentioned this time that this location was especially special, so I can't wait!!"Your comments were thrilled with loud joy; your classmates were confused, and you mouthed 'sorry' all around. Erwin doesn't seem to respond to your words at first, but the gleam in your eyes as you speak tells him all he needs to know. His look softens, and a little curve appears on his lips. "Sounds interesting."

"I know, right!"

Your father was a well-known candy maker, and your mother did a little bit of everything. You name it: politics, business, art, teaching, or cooking. She was well-known inside the confines of the walls. People frequently respected your mother's versatility and ability to achieve in a variety of fields. Her wide skill set established her as a respected member of the walls, and she was always eager to provide a helping hand wherever it was required.

"Well, this is our last lecture before lunch, so try to sit still till' then." Erwin responds, taking both of his hands to grip your shoulders and give them a firm squeeze, then returning his attention to his father's explanation at the board. You sighed to yourself, lazily gazing around, attempting to focus but failing miserably. Still, after a time, the lecture ended, and you dragged Erwin, who was still putting his notes in his backpack, to lunch.

"Y/N! Slow down!"

As you both ran through the school corridors, you made it first to the cafeteria, where you had your first plates of lunch. Your wide smile soon disappeared and turned into a mixture of disgust and surprise.

It was bread and the most nasty beans you could ever imagine. Along with a nice glass of water. You glanced at Erwin to see if he had the same expression, and he did, but more subtly.

"I think this is the worst lunch we've had in years..." you whispered to Erwin, trying not to attract attention. He nodded in agreement, his face reflecting the same disappointment. The tasteless bread and overcooked beans made you both gag at the sight. Exchanging a knowing look, silently deciding to bring your own lunches from now on. You looked at the lunch lady serving the food, she's been working here since you started primary school, which wasn't long since you were only in 5th grade.

"Miss, is this our—"

"Yes, dear, food supplies have been taking way longer than they should to get here, so this is all we have for now... be grateful, Mell." You sighed, realizing that the lunch lady was just as frustrated with the situation as you were. It seemed unfair to blame her for the lackluster meal when she had no control over the limited supplies. Nevertheless, you couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment as you reluctantly took a bite of the tasteless bread.

"So, Mellilla, you know I'm going to join the survey corps, right?" You pricked and prodded at your meal. Ever since you've known Erwin, he has shared his dreams and aspirations with you, not only wanting peace for the world but also knowing the truth. Using his father's knowledge to encourage him as well. As much as you admired him, you couldn't help but feel a sense of unease about the decision. It was the most dangerous regiment of all.

"Yeah, yeah, you've told me all about it." You said this as you were holding a gloomy expression. You couldn't help but wonder if it was worth it. "I want you to be part of my squad. You're going to help me uncover the truth. And maybe become my wife..." Erwin mumbled the last part, and you didn't seem to catch it.

"Do you think we'll be able to do that? Sounds hard." You said, holding your head in your palm as you looked at him. He met your gaze and smiled. "I believe in you and myself. I want you by my side to help me reach my dream."

You thought he sounded like an adult, but Erwin has always been that way. Proper speech and decorum were something you really needed to work on. But nonetheless, you thought about joining the scouts and fighting the titans. It wasn't your ideal life, but you couldn't ignore the sense of purpose and adventure that came with it. "I'll have to think about it..."

You both continued chatting as normal, and soon enough, the bell rang. One more class until the end of the day. As you walked to your next class, thoughts of joining the scouts lingered in your mind. The idea of fighting titans seemed daunting, but deep down, you couldn't shake off the feeling of curiosity that came with seeing the sights outside the walls. Freedom...

The hope of being free to explore the world outside the walls was appealing, especially when you considered the wide scenery and unknown wonders that awaited ahead. You were never the most bright child, not like Erwin. He was bright, excelling in practically every subject, notably history and math. You were more artistic and creative, and you often sought solace in your imagination.

Painting, writing, and music were your escape from the hectic world. Dancing, in particular, and music go hand in hand. You liked it, as the town's bands marched about, you couldn't help but join in and dance.

The school day was quickly coming to an end, and you were throwing your bag over your shoulder. As you walk out of the classroom, you notice Erwin chatting with his father at the teacher's desk. You approach him and softly tap his shoulder. "I'm leaving, and I won't be able to see you until tomorrow," you said as he turned to face you.

Erwin nods, and before he can respond, you hug his figure.His father chuckles at the sight. Erwin couldn't help but stand still with a red face. "That's alright. I will be here tomorrow, you can come and see me again." he said.

"I'll miss you!" You sang happily, skipping out of the classroom. Erwin's eyes were glued to you until you turned the corner when you were out of his sight. As Erwin watched you disappear, a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

"So that's the girl?" His father asked with a hint of amusement in his voice. Erwin nodded, his smile growing wider.

"Yeah, that's her."

"Y/N huh? She's special y'know."

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Opening the door with uncontained excitement, you found your father getting the multitude of boxes ready for delivery. Hearing the door creak, your father's eyes landed on you, a huge smile playing on your lips. "I'm ready, father! I just need to change out of my uniform!" You yelled, hurriedly taking off your school loafers, almost tripping in the process.

Your father laughs, "No rush, Mell. I still need to pack some boxes."

You run to your room, taking off the uniform with ease and quickly changing into a white blouse and a fairly long light blue skirt, matching white gloves, and a blue ribbon for your hair. As you emerged from your room, your father looked at you with pride in his eyes. "You look absolutely stunning, Mell," he exclaimed. "Now we can tackle these boxes together and get them ready for delivery." With a renewed sense of excitement, you joined your father in the task, eager to help him complete the job efficiently.

"Where is this special place, father?" You asked about placing each candy in its designated box.

"Well, it's a surprise for now, Mell. But I can say that you need to be respectful. You'll meet many different people— people that live in conditions you can't even imagine." Your father smiled, but it didn't hold warmth or happiness but a bit of sadness as he continued to pack the candies.

"It's a place where we can make a difference, Mell," he replied. "We'll be bringing joy and hope to those who need it most." As you carefully placed the last candy in its box, you couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion.

The sudden excitement you were feeling all day turned into a pit of uncertainty in your stomach. Your father is now loading the candy boxes into the carriage, and the chaperone is assisting you in climbing up the steps inside. The road was rocky and uneven, but you had packed your purse, which included a spare hair tie, a pen, a bandaid and a short chain with a tiny jar attached. It was empty, but you fantasized about filling it with something important in the far future. You kind of treated it like a good-luck charm.

The road seemed never-ending, and eventually you fell asleep, but your father woke you with a soft shake and said, "We're here."

You rub your eyes and squint, but when you looked at the open door, there was no sunlight shining on it, it seemed dark and gloomy. You wondered if you were still dreaming. You stepped out of the carriage hesitantly, holding onto your father's hand securely. Before you could even question your whereabouts, your father had beat you to it.

"This place is called the underground, where stealthy criminals and blood-ridden murderers live." The tone of his voice holds a seriousness. And you take a step back in fear, your breath seemingly getting ragged.

"However, people who have given their lives and, in return, have been given the bare minimum live here too. Children who have been forced to fend for themselves on the streets, as well as the elderly who have been abandoned." Your father gets on one knee to look at you in the eyes, firmly holding your gloved hands in his. You feel a lump form in your throat as your father's words sink in. The weight of the underground's reality starts to bear down on you, and you can't help but wonder why. Why has society failed these people... and left them to suffer in the shadows?

"Children like you and Erwin were blessed enough to be born into stable lives. These people haven't. They have been left to suffer and struggle, to be forgotten by society. It's a harsh reality that we often overlook, but today we try to offer them hope. With such a simple thing as this." He digs out a lollipop from his pockets and twirls it in his fingers.

"We can bring an even small smile to their faces." You nod, swallowing the lump in your throat. As your father and his team brought the countless boxes into the center of the town, you couldn't help but stare at the surroundings. The houses looked lifeless and dull. Many adults give sketchy glances from their windows and the streets.

But the children seemed to be gleaming with unexplained joy, hurriedly running towards your father's workers and waiting patiently for the sweets. The children's eyes sparkled with anticipation as they eagerly reached out their hands, their smiles contagious. It was heartwarming to see their excitement amidst the otherwise somber atmosphere of the town.

Your lips curled into a gentle smile as you watched the scene unfold, and children were also lining up to you. Silently pleading with joyful smiles for the sweet treats. You opened a box and started handing them out, receiving many thank-yous along the way. This feeling of giving someone a glimmer of how beautiful and good life can be, was something you wanted to feel more often.

As your box ran out, you could spot a kid around your age, if not older, about Erwin's age. He held a scowl, his clothes looked torn and dirty, and he seemed to be keeping his distance from the other children. The boy noticed that you saw him and turned the corner, now out of sight.

Curiosity piqued, and you decided to go find him. You stepped around the corner, and he wasn't there. As if vanishing into thin air. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, you were shoved to the ground, landing on your hands and knees.

You turn your head, and it's the boy you saw earlier. You're now getting a better look at him. He had dark hair, gray eyes, and pale skin, and he had a decent cut on his cheek. You looked at him up and down and noticed the dagger he held in his hand, which made your eyes widen. You stood up, dusting off your skirt, and furrowed your brows. "What was that for?" you questioned, your voice holding hesitance.

The boy doesn't respond, only boring his eyes at you, glancing at every part of you as if he were searching for something. His gaze lingered on your face, and you could feel his intense scrutiny. "Uhm.. That cut on your cheek looks pretty bad... I have a bandage if you'd like." You smile warmly.

Again, he doesn't respond, only tilting his head. "Give me your bag." He states, his voice firm and commanding. You hesitate for a moment, unsure of his intentions, but ultimately hand over your bag to him. As he rummages through it, you can't help but feel a mix of curiosity and unease about what he might be looking for. "You're not going to fin—"

"This doesn't have shit."

He throws your bag on the ground, and you pick it up, checking if all the items are inside. Then, when you look up, he's already walking away. "Hey! Wait up!" You run to him, and he turns to face you, but you're already too close to stop and end up tackling him to the ground.

"Sorry, I just wanted to catch up with you," you said, still panting from the surprise attack. He shoves you off of him. "What's your name...?" You said you were trying to make a conversation but failed as he didn't respond.

"My real name is Y/N, but most people call me Mellilla. You can call me that too." You chuckle, hoping to get a response from the boy. He leans on the wall, sitting with his eyes looking at the dirt. You scoot next to him. You search for the pen in your purse and grab his hand; he rapidly slaps yours and pulls his away.

You can't help but feel a sense of disappointment. "It's to show you how I write my name so you remember... People say I have pretty handwriting, so don't worry!" you said, making a second attempt at grabbing his hand this time he lets you, intently watching your every move. You write down your nickname.

Mellilla ♥

He looks at the name, "Strange nickname for a strange girl."

"Hey! I'm not strange! If anything, you're strange for holding a knife and threatening me." You huffed.

Silence engulfs the atmosphere once again. "Uhm... My father sells the candy you were looking at earlier. I can bring you some if you'd like." You fidget with your thumbs, and he glances over at you momentarily.

"You don't need to say anything! I'll bring you some!" You cheered happily, standing up from your spot and hurriedly running back to your father, who was still giving out treats and talking with some citizens. You managed to steal a pretty small box that held each type of candy. When you came back, the boy was still there, and your smile widened. You came crashing with the box, excitedly sitting next to him.

"So since I don't know which one is your favorite, I brought you one of each!" You exclaimed, quickly explaining each one of them. "This one is my personal favorite... It's a chocolate truffle filled with strawberry cream! IT'S SUPER GOOD!!" you gushed, holding one in your hands.

"You have to try it!!" And the boy grabs the little chocolate ball from your grasp and stuffs it into his mouth. He chews it thoughtfully, and you eagerly await his reaction. You notice his face transform from grouchy to a tiny smile. "See, I knew you'd like it!!"

"Levi."

"Hm?" You said, as you packed all the candies again and pushed the box towards him.

"Levi. That's my name." You made an 'Oh' sound and nodded. "Nice to meet you, Levi," you replied with a warm smile. You looked at him again and noticed the cut on his cheek once more.

"Let me put a bandaid on that, Levi." You offered, and he nodded as he looked at something else. You scooted closer to him, being able to see his face better—a pale, almost ghost-like complexion. It seemed unhealthy. "Do you eat a fair amount?" You asked, peeling the plastic from the bandage.

"Why does it matter to you." he spat, turning his gaze elsewhere. You paused for a moment, taken aback by his defensive response, but not hurt. "Well, it's just that you seem pale, is all."

You gently grabbed his chin to face you, and you placed the small bandage softly on his cut. His eyes never met yours, but they let you examine his face more. Dirty. That's how you would describe it. His skin was covered in a layer of grime, giving it a rough and unkempt appearance. The dirt seemed ingrained, as if it had been there for quite some time. It made you wonder about his living conditions and what he had been through. Dark almost jet black hair, greasy and eyes gray like a dreamy fog.

"All done! Here." you said, taking off the blue ribbon that decorated your hair and wrapping it around his wrist, making a bow.

"So you never forget me!" You smiled, and as if on cue, your father's voice could be heard. "Mellilla! Where are you!?"

"Well, that's my father, I have to go." You stood, shaking off the dirt they had collected on your skirt. He stood up too, his eyes looking at the ribbon you placed on him. Walking away from the alley , Levi right behind you, and your skirt got hung up on the corner.

"Ugh! I'm stuck!"

You yanked on the blue cloth in vain. Levi observed your struggle and pulled out his dagger, kneeling on one knee to cut the cloth. "Oh no... My mother is going to be furious."

You looked at the hem of the skirt, the obvious missing chunk being the center of attention. Levi sighed and handed you the torn fabric, saying, "Aren't you wealthy? I'd imagine you can get this fixed quickly." He said, holding the torn fabric in his hands.

"Well, it's not that simple. I'm supposed to be responsible, you know?" You said, a disappointed look on your face.

"It was an accident." He states.

"I guess you're right... well goobye Levi!" You said running towards your father. And he subtly waved back.

"Tch, strange girl."

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The carriage ride back home was chatty, with all the employees talking cheerfully, and you sat quietly thinking about the boy you had met. "What happened to your dress, Mellilla?"

Your train of thought was interrupted. "Uhh, it ripped as I was running. It got stuck somewhere." You said, gripping your dress anxiously, trying to hide the tear.

As the carriage continued its journey, you couldn't help but wonder if you would ever see Levi again. The memory of his subtle wave replayed in your mind, leaving you with a sense of longing.

'What a weird boy.'

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Levi walked along the dark streets of the underground, a box of candy in hand. His mind was filled with thoughts of the strange girl. Mellilla. He looked at the name written on his forearm, and his brows furrowed.

Who was she?

And why was she so kind?

He brushed his thoughts aside as he got back to his little hideout, expecting to see his fellow friends. The bickering he heard outside made his thoughts true.

"That's not how you play the game, Furlan!" A female voice spoke, followed by a chuckle. "You're definitely cheating!" The voice added.

"Isabel, you're being such a baby." Another voice said ,sounding exasperated. He recognized the voices as those of his friends Isabel and Furlan, known for their playful banter. Curiosity piqued, and he hurriedly made his way towards the source of the commotion.

As Levi opened the door, his friends' faces turned to look at him. Their eyes widened in surprise at his sudden arrival.

"Levi!" Isabel exclaimed, dropping the cards and rushing towards him. "What's in the box?" Furlan questioned.

"Candy."

"Weird.. There's rarely any candy down here. How'd you get it?" Isabel asked, walking beside him to the table. Furlan hummed in agreement. Levi explained that a candy company was giving out free candy and a girl managed to give him a whole box of it.

"Wow, that's so sweet!" Isabel stated as she rummaged through the package, attempting to read each label. Furlan is doing the same thing.

"Did you get her name?" Furlan asked, now opening one of the colorful lollipops in his hands and popping it into his mouth.

"No, I didn't catch her name," Levi lied as he sat on the dirty couch. Making the long sleeve he was wearing fall down to his elbow and up to his wrists. Smoothly covering up the pen marks you had left him. He let out a sigh and leaned back against the couch, his eyes fixed on the blue ribbon on his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Levi." Your smile. He would say it was contagious.

Isabel shrugged and said, "Well, at least we have plenty of candy to enjoy now." Furlan nodded in agreement, savoring the sweetness of the lollipop as they continued to explore the contents of the box.

Mellilla. The strange girl.

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milk-ducts · 4 months

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You're really out here thinking u don't have a relevant internet presence?? lmao please, ur like one of the best invincible blogs i follow and ur art is just beyond stunning. i LIVE for the rare moments u post those gorgeous drawings, u capture these characters in a way no one else does and have such a way with color picking and rendering AHHHH. And don't even get me started on your character analyses, like the way u pick apart immortal and cecil just makes me see them in an entirely different way and anytime you post i know im in for a treat

you're a gem in this fandom and we're so lucky to have u, i just wish u were more active but i get it, life happens. i'm always happy whenever i see u post SOMETHING, even if it's just you reblogging other artists. point is, we love u, i love u, and u better know how much u mean to ur followers

i love u so much u funky little creature keep doing u and being the light of my dash. merry christmas, here's to another year of me thirsting after your art and yelling into the void abt how much i adore u. <333

WTF…,…. IM LITERALLY GONNA KILL MYSELF WJAT./.,… /J i seriously have such a hard time seeing any sort of value and or relevance in the things i post but msgs like this remind me there r actually ppl out there who do enjoy and look forward to my rambles n doodles,, and i am just,, so grateful……………. !!!!!

LIKE U DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME AAAAHHH THANK U THANK U THANK U.. IM ON MY KNEES. i feel so blessed to have followers like u who stick around even when i disappear for months on end.,, just know that anytime i do post, it's literally only becuz of sweethearts such as urself motivating me from the shadows <3 i appreciate every single one of u more than words can describe,, i wish yall would get more active here as well !! (INVINCIBLE TUMBLR FEED),, its such a great fandom filled w sm wonderful and talented ppl on here !!!

ALSO ANON U BETTER KNOW I LOVE U TOO U PRECIOUS ANGEL!!!!! LIKE IF I COULD REACH THRU THIS SCREEN N SMOOCH U I WOULD!!! AWAGHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGjHGGUIOIUFYG i hope the rest of ur holidays are as bright and cheerful as u made mine today. ur the best bb now if u'll excuse me imma go cry myself 2 sleep bc i can't handle this kind of stuf….. (also.. it is lat,e,, for me .. < 3 gn everyone)

#milky.txt #milkyasks

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witch-sweets · 6 months

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I remember this one post on here that changed my whole Tumblr experience

It was a post for the refugees from Twitter/Reddit and it said a few things that stood out to me

1. It hammered in CRINGE CULTURE IS DEAD HERE into my brain and made me less afraid to express myself as an autistic person

And 2. "You are a raccoon and your blog is your trash pile. You must go out into the world to collect things for your trash pile (aka rebloging) and fill it with whatever you want!" And the moment I read that I thought out loud "IM GONNA BE SUCH A RACCOON YOU DONT EVEN KNOW!1!1!1!1!1" and so I started rebloging and doing more than just posting my own art with a semi professional mask

I started being myself and connecting with other awesome blogs (@the-moth-from-elsewhere and @slime-sandwhich-nom y'all r really cool and I love ur art!) And felling a lot more confident on social media

So confident I started treating Twitter like it was Tumblr Retweeting cool art, being more open about my feelings, and overall understanding social media and what it means to have your own trash pile better than before

So whoever made that original post

I just want you to know you made my life on the Internet so much better than it was before! :3

#long post #apreciation post #i am the autism #i love the raccon metaphor so much #how do i tag this????#idk #tumblr experience #actually autistic #op i hope this reaches you #not art or fandom related #sorry yall #its personal

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scatterbrainedbot · 6 months

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(not having easy access to my own tag links was stressing me out so here have an introduction post)

'bout me:

my names zach! or scatterbot if u’d prefer!

im a trans guy and use he/him pronouns

im over 21 but dont intend to post any mature/nsfw stuff here (the only potential exception being maybe some light gore, but ill be sure to put content warnings if i do)

i love writing long rambling analysis in the tags (did u know tumblr has limit of 140 characters per tag, 30 tags per post? it reminds me of this fact. often.)

i write how i think, which is to say, with lots of run-on sentences and at least six thoughts at a time

ive done art for a long time, but am relatively new to working digitally (like about a year?) so im still learning a lot on that front!

i am very slow with responses, and even slower with posting — apologies in advance!

also, this blog is definitely gonna be almost entirely tmnt for the foreseeable future. rise and 03 are my absolute favorites <3 im still catching up with other variations!

tags i use:

#my art - for art i made!

#ask reply - replies to asks

#fandom friends - interactions w mutuals and other folks of the fandom! often involves sona shenanigans

#rb - reblogs and such!

Rat Sons AU: (official title pending lol)

my own tmnt au/iteration, in which Master Splinter is a wise and silly old tortoise, with four skittering, chaotic, ninja rat children. based on a background moment of the 03 series. 🐢🐀🐀🐀🐀

#Rat Sons - general tag for all rat sons content!!

#Rat Sons Fanart - YALL LOOK AT ALL THIS AMAZING ART FOLKS HAVE MADE OF MY SILLY RAT BOYS IM GENUINELY SO EMOTIONAL THAT I GET TO HAVE THIS TAG ILY GUYS <333

Lore/World Building -

The Last Human Hamatos, Splinter Lore (pending),

Character Intro Sheets -

Hamato Sho, Hamato Tang Shen, Hamato Miko (coming soon!), Splinter (pending), Leonardo (pending), Raphael (pending), Donatello (pending), Michelangelo (pending)

[apologies in advance, this is gonna be so chaotic. idk what im doing, all i know is that these rat babies have eaten up my entire brain. look at them go.]

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oh this anon finally decided to come around [insert tracy happy here]

uhhh it'll be underneath the cut because it's gonna be. long as hell BWAHAHA apologizing ahead of time if I get sappy 😶‍🌫️

sap

sapppp

Rina [ My first real internet friend 🫡]

RINAAA I see you. I see your art. I perceive you.

And, even if we don't talk as much as we used to in the past, you'll always be the first of many great people I've met. And, I really love and appreciate your presence in my life. Dare I say it was life-altering!!

Ocean, Shamia, Arella, and all your other ocs, I'm cradling them in the palms on my hands so so lovingly. I have so many things I need to tell you to be honest !! But goddamnit I have work every night so I'm always busy doing something wahhhh

Anyways.

New Shamia reference when? I need to draw her and her blonde bitchass dog [ jack ] again they're so funny and I miss them 😭

Blue [ My lifelong irl to internet friend ]

From an IRL friend to now an online friend, we just can't get rid of each other. You're so cool...

You don't use tumblr so, I won't talk much further... but I do appreciate you. And all your silly Itto shrine moments.

Tae [ My Beloved Wife 🫶🏼]

She's the Cro to my Lee.

The Shuichi to my Kaede.

The President Barbie to my Stereotypical Barbie.

The Kafka to my Bladie [ unfortunately /lh ]

Theeeee Raiden Ei to my Yae Mikooooo.

My wife is many things to me!! I really really love your art and your writing, and you're always so kind and funny and I just wanna grrrrr I just want to hold all your ocs and all your muses so close I love them all 😭😭😭

although

YOU.

YOU

FUCKING

ASSHOLE /lh

THAT ORPHY EDIT. THOSE KAFKA BLADIE EDITS. THAT PEACE AND FRIENDSHIP TRIO EDIT. TRYING TO GASLIGHT ME INTO THINKING EVERYONE ELSE ISNT REAL. THE MURDER. THE KIDNAPPING. THE DART. THE FUCKING DART. OUGHHHHHHHHH

I HOPE YOU FALL THROUGH THE SKY, JOHN. KER-FUCKING-SPLAT, BITCH. I think you've driven me insane. A little bit.

But.

We're so good we are so good. Don't even WORRY about it.

Sam [ My Infamous Brother-in-Tumblr Law ]

Sam you're so. /pos

I think the Immortalpheus AU has permanently altered my perception on life.

Your writing is. well. it's painful /pos

You're so cryptic and really funny yet you and your sister make me say some weird shit during work. Like the uno cards and the Dazai shenanigans and Immortalpheus moments and whenever you drop some life shattering fics and shit you drop on others.

Crazy.

You're a very nice and fun person, all jokes aside!! You're very cool and very amazing and a delight to game with and just fun to be around??? your AU lore and your bots and everything is just so.

mwah

good friend good friend!!

french /j

Piano Immortalpheus forever immortalized isn’t that funny

Navi [ My detective in arms ]

NAVI.

OUGH.

THOSE VERITY JOURNAL ENTIRIES.

IM SO.

OUGHHHHHHH

Your art and your way of expressing your characters and your son in your writing are just soooo good I rotate them in my head so often.

Whenever I see you posting about your crimes to Tumblr, I simply giggle. Get em, Navi!!

We don't talk very often but like. I'd love to talk more. plot. commit shenanigans. heart hands.

Fifi [ fucking fifi /lh ]

I want to clasp my hands around your neck and rattle you violently /lh /pos

How are we friends /lh

We've been friends so long, it's kind of insane??? I remember first talking to you during Amy's opening event and everything just sort of spiraled from there... and every day with you is. an experience!! /pos

Still waiting for the Tower Bifty interaction fr fr [ they try to murder each other within the first five replies /j ]

Carrie [ my favorite mike enjoyer ]

CARRRIEEEEE

Number One Mike enthusiast the real Mike enjoyer.

Im always so giddy whenever you occasionally message me, even if it's just to check on me or show me how you torment Sam /lh and your writing and way of interpreting differing IDV characters and skins is so good??? I love reading them they make me so giggly.

Overall 10/10 friend would ramble to given the chance

Pins [ my boss /ih ]

MAFIA FISHHHHHHHHHH

stunning

beautiful

talented

pink enthusiast

My actual best friend, dare i say the bestest friend in the world???? every moment I spend with you is a blissful and amazing moment, and you've been through so much with me and the fact you stayed throughout it all????

I'm just... really glad you chose to stick with me this long. I can be a very abrasive and impulsive person, and yet you care for me, even with all my flaws and I think that just... says a lot about you.

You're the Jade to my Chiaki.

The Rook to my Epel.

The Deuce to my Ace!

Also your art just solos everything I glow whenever I see it

Skye [ my twst buddy !! ]

Grabs you

Holds you

Rattles you

Is friend.

Is friend shaped.

Approved /lh

Four [ floyd kinnie moment ]

Stop tormenting me with the take a break floyds you SCARE me

Never will be over the fucking

Ghostbusters Floyd edit

I flex my Beans Floyd in memory of you

You’re not dead I think you’re just somewhere in the distance squeezing someone like your life depends on it

10/10 friend when we ignore the four imposed breaks /j

Beth [ my favorite aesop and naib enjoyer ]

You.

Holds you gently.

The Aesop player

The Panda Naib haver.

The beloved

The silly.

✨ Beth ✨

Your art? Immaculate. I such a adoration for your art, and whenever I’m able to catch your drawing streams??? I’m just in awe!! Your colors and outfit inspirations are just so cute so nice so well done???

You’re so. You’re so cool uwahhh

MarioGuy [ where do you keep coming from I know damn well it isn't the door /lh ]

I feel like you kind of just break into my house sometimes and make yourself known before randomly disappearing through a non existent back door /pos

You’re a delight to be around!! Every match with you is a bit. It’s uhm. Something!! /lh

Please stop breaking into my home

Rice [ i occasionally remember that Mi Bianca thing and cry a little ]

Every time I see you pop up in my notifications I just smile and giggle.

We don’t talk often but you’re just so cool and awesome and your muses are so funky fresh and your art is so good and ????

Yeah.

Klai [ you. ]

You.

Chaos gremlin.

You never learn.

But you’re funny so I guess it’s okay.

Your art is so. It’s like a shiny gem 💎 and I WANT it. Holding it hostage.

My precious friend’s doodles.

Never trusting you to prime a cipher though. No hard feelings /lh

10/10 friend!! 0/10 decoder though /j

Orange [ ORANGEEEE my favorite chaos gremlin ]

ORANGEEEEE 🍊

So funny

So talented

So cool

So so cool

Your art is so good, you’re so funny and talented and a wonder to talk to. Your ideas are so creative so unique and yet so unequivocally you and I just…

I love it!!

Orange stop being so cool /j

Clown [ the greatest step-parent on the scene!! ]

This is utter insanity Clown you can’t be EVERY MUSE’S step parents there has to be a LIMIT!!!

A LINE in the SAND!!!!

Clown PLEASEEE

But also your art.

I’ve talked so much about everyone’s art

Yours reminds me of the feeling of waking up on a snow day and realizing school is canceled.

It’s always such a delight to see!!

And while every time you open your mouth, I get a little more worried about you, you’re so so cool /lh

Lupi [ you. x2 ]

imagine arson? imagine it no more im approaching your house at rapidly increasing speeds with my hello kitty lighter /j

Sleepy [ 🫡 ]

Sleepy!! 🫂 so cool,,, you’re so cool,,, /pos

Emma [ Sorry. Only one monster lover can exist in this server peacefully. GET EM. - emma ]

The caption says it all.

Also Tatya stop accidentally seducing all the muses or nearly getting stabbed or exploded or hypnotized you are worrying the GIRLIES! /lh

Al [ you have the vibes of the drunk wine family member in a /pos way ]

I don’t talk to you often but whenever you come around, it makes me so giggly. You’re very funny and your art slaps!!

Joe [ joe the silliest ]

JOE

Joe

Joe!

Your art? Funky fresh.

The lore? So interesting I love the little snippets I see floating around.

You’re so creative

Your Embrace is so funny they scream sacrificial lamb uncle who’s kind of fun at parties /lh

They’ve also got a really nice and warm personality, chaotic yet chill and relatable.

Kind of reminds me of Sam but without the entities 🫶🏼

Nakki [ you. x3 ]

Grabs you like a squeaky toy

That’s it that’s everything tbh

Kory, Boris, Brian [ and the rest of the McMun's Hut /lh ]

And this goes out to all my friends and acquaintances in the McMun’s hut! What is wrong with all of you /pos/lh (except you Boris, you’re an Angel)

Everyone there is super chill and super nice, and they’re a lot of fun to be around. So many differing personalities yet it’s always a vibe somehow.

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