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head---ache · 3 months

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Live & Learn Au² 🤨

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zappedbyzabka · 5 months

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Ballerina Johnny just…

He’s very graceful when it comes to Karate, just picture him in a leotard spinning with one of his legs up in pretty pointe shoes

#Idk dont look at me #I’m posting every thought I have skskskks #Obviously this has drill sergeant of a dance instructer Kreese #instructor* ugh I’m too lazy to fix that

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gingeredmink · 15 hours

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-shows up at 5am, posts Sou/Tats making out, refuses to elaborate, leaves-

#doodle #soutats #ask to tag #IDK DONT LOOK AT ME #im bad at this weh

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snootlestheangel · 3 months

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*Ness, doing speech exercises for his apraxia*

Truck: *walks past with a wrench in his hand*

Ness, under his breath: Fe fi fo fum, there go Truck about to beat a bitch

Woody: *heard it and spits out his water*

Woody: Ness you can't say that-

Ness: *slams hands* I can't say shit to begin with!

#idk dont look at me #shadow ocs #shadow oc truck #shadow oc ness #shadow oc woody

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princessfanonanona · 2 years

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It took only one week of quiet for them to build.

One week of not a single ghost or specter to be seen in town.

And they had built a wall to encase the town.

A great wall that towered over the highest points of the city.

Shooting and arresting any who fought against the building project.

Didn't matter the age or species.

The GIW showed no mercy to any who even thought to go against them.

At the end of the week, arose a sparkling light from the top of the wall.

Up, up, and up it went.

A dome of energy.

And the agents cheered.

No soul, living or dead, could leave the city of Amity Park.

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"What… the actual fuck. Is that?" Valerie glares up at the sparkling blue sky.

"An oncoming headache," Sam answers.

"Tuck?"

"Yeah, yeah, keep your pants on, I'm already looking into it-"

"Or we could ask someone," Jazz cuts in before jogging down the steps of her house. She crosses the street to talk with their neighbor, Mrs. Buttoneer.

The trio look at each other before crossing the street.

"–and I tell you, a nightmare, an absolute nightmare it's been since the ghosts left."

"Why? I thought the town would be happy that the ghosts left for a bit," Valerie asks.

"Oh dearie no, I don't know what to do with myself since even little Kore left," she blubbers, dabbing her eye with a handkerchief.

"Her cat ghost," Jazz explains. "Mrs. Buttoneer, what's with the sky? Where is everyone?"

"Oh those nasty, nasty agents took them all. They blasted anyone on the streets near the wall, arrested anyone that-"

"Wait wall?"

"What do you mean arrests?"

"It's the Guys in White, isn't it?" Danny's voice echoes from behind the group.

They shift so he can join, a clip of crystal ice in his hair and a piece of fine curling metal on his ear. He stands straighter, shoulders back, a hardness in his gaze that makes them all stand straighter.

"It is, they built the wall and dome to keep us all in here. No one in, no one out."

Valerie frowns in thought, "How are you getting shipments in?"

"We're not. All the stores are just about emptied out. Why most of us old folk can't get our medications."

"The fuck, are they seriously trying to bury us?"

Danny looks up at the dome.

"Danny?" Jazz places a hand on his shoulder.

"If it's a war they want, it's a war they'll get," Sam says, eyes taking on a purple glow.

Valeries eyes shine red, "Nobody fucks with our town." She punches her fist to make her point.

Tucker and Jazz glance at Mrs. Buttoneer before looking back to Danny.

"It's your call," Jazz says, squeezing his shoulder.

Danny looks to his friends.

Gaze searching.

Taking a breath, he puts a hand over Jazz's and squeezes.

She offers a tight smile that he returns.

"Mrs. Buttoneer, you should head inside," he turns to his neighbor.

"Honey, if you think I'm going inside and ignore what you kids are planning, you've got another thing coming for you. Let me get my gun."

Sam and Valerie’s jaws drop.

"Gun?!" Tucker squeaks. "Why do you have a gun- Danny why does your neighbor have a gun?"

"This ain't a free country but I damn well have the right to shoot those bastards in the face." She wags a fist at the sky, trudging back up the steps into her house.

"I think I found my new role model," Valerie says in awe.

"Are we seriously waiting for an old lady?" Tucker asks.

"It would be rude not to," Jazz shrugs.

Danny can't help the fond smile as he rolls his eyes. "I'm going on ahead, if you want to wait for her."

"I'll go with Mrs. Buttoneer, you guys go on ahead," Jazz pulls Danny into a quick side hug. "You be safe."

"It's not like they can touch me now," Danny says, the whites of his eyes turning black as his iris' shine green.

He turns on his heel and, between one step and the next, lets his transformation wash over him.

Gone is the flash of white light.

Replaced by engulfing shadows that sink into him.

His old hazmat suit is replaced by gunmetal armor adorned with a cloak of starry shadows.

Black smoke drifts from his eyes and hands.

Floating above white hair sparkles a crown of crystaled ice.

On one of his pointed ears is wrapped black filament with sparkling gemstones.

The next step pushes him off the sidewalk and into the air. Curling black smoke trails in his wake.

Valerie flanks him on his left.

"What's the plan?" She asks.

"Take down the dome."

"...and?"

He shrugs, setting his cloak rippling from the movement.

"Fantastic planning as always," she huffs as the two draw close to the top of the dome. "How did I ever think you were smart?"

"You just think I'm cute," Danny turns to wink over his shoulder.

"Maybe I need glasses then."

Danny laughs then, something that sounds more like shattering glass and the rushing of a storm.

Valerie doesn't flinch, but she can't help the chill that raises goosebumps on her skin.

In a dramatic flare of green fire, he summons a great scythe that glints green under the sparking of the dome.

He twirls the weapon idly, letting it whistle as it cuts through the air.

As the noise hits the peak of its crescendo, he shifts.

The blade slicing through the energy shield and sending green and black fire out and down.

With an impressive roar and bang, the dome collapses, the tops of the wall burning in ghost fire.

"Okay, have to admit, that was pretty impressive," she concedes.

"Why thank you kindly, fair lady," he offers a dramatic bow.

"Call me that again, and I'll blast you back to your castle."

"It's a keep," he smiles ruefully. Twirling the scythe once more, he tears open a portal.

"Now, how about we make them regret starting a war with the inevitable?"

"Despite that being the most evil thing you could have said," a blaster takes form in her hands. "I do like the sound of that."

An explosion of vines and purple roses erupts on a section of wall.

Across the way, part of the wall implodes into golden geometric strings of light.

In the middle of the city, bronze fire blooms higher than the surrounding buildings.

Danny moves from the portal and pulls his hood up obscuring his face and crown.

"In his defense," a ghost emerges, a familiar hazmat suit pulled taught over muscles. A small silver crown nestled in the white flame of hair.

"I am inevitable."

#danny phantom #phantasyphest2022 #day2 #phic #reaper!danny au #listen kc needed a weapon and i said scythe and then the said ✨️Magic Scythe✨️ and i went 👀#so really this is all their fault (affectionate)#also what is with me and writing bamf old ladies????#idk dont look at me #nona writes #>:3c

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weirdcat1213 · 1 year

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short one-shot about eriks and the plant from the town he's staying at :D

spoilers for stampede ep 12

Eriks didn't know what he was doing, it was like his body moved before he could reconsider his bad idea.

Even though the darkness of the night prevented the townsfolks to see him, he had no idea what he would say in case he encountered someone. His mind hadn't been able to form a coherent thought for some time anyway. Eriks liked it that way, the flashes of memory were too much to bear.

However, the moment he heard some people talking about the town’s plant acting funny something from the back of his mind took over the reins. Eriks didn't want to get involved in anything, he was sure the people would find a way to fix it, but before he knew it he felt his body sneak out of the nice old lady’s house who had helped him months ago.

In the end, Eriks managed to get to the building where the town had its plant. He walked towards it slowly, hesitant. He wondered what right he had to be there, to try and help people. In his flashes of memory, it seemed he never managed to make anyone happy anyway. When the blond man reached the plant he put his only hand against the crystal tube, then his forehead.

Are you okay? The people are worried about you.

The plant stayed still for a few seconds until she started to open up. Eriks waited for the beautiful creature while he felt the marks forming on his own skin. He wondered what would the nice old lady and her spunky little granddaughter would think of them. When the plant opened completely and had her own hands against Eriks’s, he closed his eyes and focused on what was bothering her.

I see…you felt the distress of our sisters…and fear for your safety. You will be okay, the nice people of this town will take care of you.

Eriks felt the plant starting to relax a little bit.

They are okay…I don't know where they are but I promise they are okay…

The plant’s eyes, which had been wide open with worry, eased at the news.

I know I should have been able to do more…I wanted to find a way to save everyone..but you weren't there, he was going to kill everyone…

Eriks’s lines in his face became brighter, which caught the plant’s attention.

I tried to talk to him..but he wouldnt listen and…

The blonde man didn't feel the tears roll down his cheeks.

I’m sorry Nai...I don't really know what else I could have done but I’m sorry...I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m-

Eriks’s thoughts were interrupted by a warm feeling that took over his mind. It wasn't too strong but it was as if a delicate hand was patting his mind, his hurt heart. When Eriks opened his eyes he realized he had been crying and the plant was the one consoling him as he had consoled other plants in the past. She opened her eyes to look at him fondly and closed them again.

He knew it was selfish and wrong to take that comfort, he didn't deserve anyone’s kind words after what he had done, let alone a plant’s consolation.

Yet, he stayed. Eriks had his forehead pressed against the glass until his tears dried. Before he left, the plant smiled softly at him and folded once again.

In the morning, the townsfolk celebrated the plant going back to normal on its own.

#trigun #trigun stampede #idk dont look at me #not the best but it came to me

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allofthebees · 2 years

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#idk dont look at me #mcsm #minecraft story mode #lukas mcsm #petra mcsm

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143z · 4 months

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so kanade coded. to me

#no i can explain. i can elaborate #its not about a person its about music. as a profession #like thats not my interpreation thats literally what the artist has said #which recontextualizes the whole song.pleaseim so normal please #of course it can be interpreted as about a person as well #and certainly in this case (mafuyu/nightcord/her dad)#idk dont look at me #Spotify

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wolfbabedeluxe · 5 months

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I miss great comet

#listening rn #also i am overcome with lust for pierre when he goes clubbing with anatole #josh groban when he sings 'then i feel a pleasant warmth in my body' does something to me #idk dont look at me

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gusbuses · 4 months

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Lmao I just realized both ideas I had this morning are just dudes getting in fights about their beautiful boyfriend

#max tries to write #like not exactly the same but like #idk dont look at me #it was 6 am and im rolling with them both now

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amurr-reha · 1 year

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I miss you tumblr

#text post #random #idk dont look at me #im moody right now

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inkskinned · 9 months

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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail''#ah tumblr...#writeblr #warm up #idk . having trouble writing rn #ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum #i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for #i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" .....#no.... not really.....#idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography #like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days #furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing...#this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey.#idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me.#i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will #actually ever happen #ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum

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pbnmj · 11 months

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(not) your guy in the chair

#milesganke #miles morales #ganke lee #my art #atsv #atsv spoilers #across the spiderverse #into the spiderverse #spiderman #spider-man #me vs pichelli's style and i lost HARD. but its ok. milesganke in every universe <3 #idk how to feel about these cause they dont look like they flow into each other #but we move on. i need to do work thats not spiderman fanart...

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weirdcat1213 · 11 months

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It's time for Weird Thoughts with WC

If you're too serious about jesus you're gonna want to skip this one

Yknow all this love for space cowboy jeesus aka our lord and savior Vash the Stampede had me thinking....this is how people feel about yknow...actual religion isn't it. Like ik I'm not gonna see him when I die lmao but knowing a character like vash exists and his love for humanity just makes me go :3 and motivates me and it makes me want to be better and enjoy life. Its wild to me because vash is definitely a jesus allegory but the allegory feels more real to me than the actual man upstairs (if there's one)

As someone who was raised catholic and decided to yeet it the moment i was like 15, I've been thinking what's stopping me from just...exchanging them; like cant i just feel for jesus the same way i feel for vash. I came to the conclusion that somehow vash feels more intimate because he has real emotions instead of being a "Have Faith In God Because He Good" machine. Like we got both jesus and vash's life stories in books but they just make me react in different ways. Even if jesus is a good guy he has been weaponized against me and who I am and other people like me for many years. He is a poor guy who gets killed but also people who like the guy want me dead because they can't read what the bible actually refers to with their stories. On the other hand because we got a clear source material and most people get the idea vash loves all humans cuz its a key detail that's hard to miss, it's hard to weaponize the little guy. Ik a few people in this fandom didn't get the memo that vash loves EVERYONE but there's always those people who are stupid. You can't put the trans babygirl against other trans people, idiot.

Idl where I was going with all that, but tldr; vash is nice and I would die for him

#trigun stampede #trigun #trigun 98 #trimax #idk dont look at me #idk what i mean #or where i was going

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rendevok · 4 months

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