#this app is such a trip

[i-am-become-a-name]

anyway the fifth doctor has a shared language with each of his first three companions - mathematics with Adric, science with Nyssa, his beloved earth with Tegan.

But the only shared language between the group as a whole is that of loss, and that is hiding in the uneasiness behind every interaction, every fractious moment between them, why they never quite gel together as a team.

#things i was thinking abt walking up the mountain and listening to the merfolk murders today......... #seriously there are like- five or six new notes in my notes app on my mountain walking phone? bits and pieces of thoughts about the audio o #about the characters in general. its been awhile since i climbed it all the thoughts were tripping over themselves. #five #tegan #adric #nyssa

[evandarya]

Are you still taking prompts? If so, please consider the following. Danny gets summoned to Gothem by a cult who planned to sacrifice one of the batfam to him. What they were not expecting was for the Ghost King to appear, laying on the ground, curled up under a very warm looking blanket, 80% asleep as he mumbles, "where the fuck am I? Why would you summon me so late at night??"

That's hilarious.

***

Tim hates cultists. They are in the top five of people he hates, beating out door to door evangelists by a slim margin. They were still under people who park their shopping cart diagonally across the aisle. The only reason they are lower on the list is because most cultists didn't learn how to tie a proper knot, but if he can't get free before the high summoner finishes his chant, cultist are going to find themselves moving up on his shit list.

The markings on the floor around Tim started to glow a vivid, toxic green. Freezing wind whipped in a frigid tornado and Tim shivered despite the insulation his Red Robin suit provided. Small ice crystals formed as the humidity in the air froze, the tiny snowflakes getting caught up in the wind, swirling and condensing I center of the circle. Right in front of Tim, and there was nothing he could do to stop whatever the cultists we're summoning from coming. Tim squeezed his eyes tight as a bright flash of white light illuminated the room. Everything stood still. The snowflakes hung in the air like crystals on a wire. At the center of the circle, arms reach from where Tim sat was a soft looking blanket.

The cultists shifted and whispered among themselves. Tim heard bits of hushed conversation, "Where's the ghost king?" "Did you do the spell right?" "Maybe he didn't like the sacrifice?"

Tim was only half listening, because the dark blue, star dotted blanket was moving. First, a gloved hand pushed out from the blanket and shifted it until Tim could see snow white hair, blue skin, and one eye, cracked open just enough for Tim to see the unusual tint of green. The green eyed man, boy? Creature? Looked at him intensely. Tim felt as if his very soul was being weighed.

Whatever this person saw in him must have satisfied him because he turned his attention to the cultists.

"You have a lot of nerve," He said sitting up and singling out the cult leader. "Summoning me this early in the morning to-- where even am I?" He asked, turning back to Tim.

"Gotham city." Tim said.

The beings eyes widened slightly and he turned back to the cult leader. "You summed me to fricking New Jersey in the middle of the night? You had better have a damned good reason."

The cult leader straighted under the attention and addressed the being. "I summoned you, Ghost King. I offer you the vigilante Red Robin as a sacrifice if you will assist in helping me to spread our message of redemption to the world."

The Ghost King floated up from where he had been sitting on the ground and hovered in the air, starry blanket draped over his shoulders like a cloak. "You summoned me to New Jersey," the ghost started, slowly, dangerously. "in the middle of the night during finals week to offer me a sacrifice that isn't yours to offer so I can help you take over the world?" As the ghost spoke the wind started picking up and the temperature dropped. Ice started to crawl across the floor in fractals. The lights flashed and sputtered and the shadows seemed to come alive. An eerie static could be heard , and the very air felt oppressive.

The cult leader was trying to stutter apologies or reasonings, but the ghost wasn't listening. He was advancing slowly, the lines of the sigil on the ground hissed and sputtered as the ghost crossed over them, their magic was as useful as a spiders web at containing the being. The ghost reached the cult leader who fell to his knees, begging and pleading. The being looked down at him, head tilted to the side.

"Boo!"

The cult leader screamed and fell to the ground. All the other cultists took that as their cue to scream and run for the exits.

The ghost didn't chase them, he just watched as they scattered like roaches. Once they were gone he turned his full attention onto him. Tim felt a thrill jolt down his spine as those unusual green eyes stared him down. "Let me help you out of that." He said, floating back over to him. Tim didn't flinch, but he held very still as the ghost phased the ropes off his wrists. "I'm sorry you got roped into my business, Robin, was it?"

"Red Robin." Tim said, stretching his arms out from where they had been stuck behind his back.

"I'm Phantom." The ghost said, offering Tim a hand up, which he accepted. "Is there anywhere around here a ghost can get a cup of coffee? I have a long day." Phantom said. Tim smiled at him.

"I think I know a place."

#danny phantom #danny fenton #batman #dc comics #crossover #tim drake #dp x dc #fanfic #brain dead #evandarya answers #sorry it got posted before i was done writing it #writing in the tumblr app is a trip and a half

[submariini]

RONYKINNUNEN ► 2024/01/02

#käärijä #jere pöyhönen #mine #häärijä #(technically) #app everyone and their goddamn mother is on the thailand trip lmao

[trips2saturn]

the way people still speak about rj grimes is so weird and concerning and racist! yes i said the word since everyone else seems scared to. yes yes. it’s fucking racism okay. you take away his skin color what the hell else is there to pick on him about? nothing. right. this is literally a child. an almost eight year old child who’s done nothing wrong, yet everyone speaks about him as if he’s committed a felony for simply being a kid. like yes it’s fictional, but y’all are soooo weird to the point where it goes into real life bc who just says that shit? 😭 go to hell. rj defenders we need to unionize asap i need a gun.

#someone said rick won’t be missing out on much when he meets rj #LITERALLY [redacted] #THATS HIS FUCKING SON WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT #this is why i don’t go on twitter or tiktok #brainrot apps! #okay im too mad i need to chill a little #it’s just a fictional show……. breathe 12345678910 #trips talks #the ones who live #the walking dead #richonne

[m3ntal-hiatus]

how do we feel about a royalty!/fantasy!AU for satosugu 🧍‍♂️

#they consume my every waking thought #i spent half of the road trip i was on just creating a storyline that i will never let the internet see #it’s safe in my notes app #i love them a concerning amount at all times #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #satosugu #gojo satoru #geto suguru #stsg #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction

[astrobei]

may i offer some byler exes fic in these trying times (it’s a road trip fic but we’re not there yet)

#once again i will be writing a chaptered fic where the chapter count increases w every update. so sorry everyone. #i’ve had this idea since JANUARY #and i literally just had the time to write it #except also after today i’m in acswy ch5 lockdown so i’m abt to put this on pause LOL #but ummmmmmmmmm #simply i have been waiting to write this for months i am so excited #i have the Key Scenes all planned out #some blurbs that have been sitting in my notes app for months #anyways TEEHEE #road trips! and exes! and um. summer 1992! #byler #mike wheeler #will byers #miwip wednesday

[adriel-the-unfortunate]

If Francis Mosses looks like Ted Nivison's milkman (TM)

And Harvey of Stardew fame resembles Eddy Burback

Math dictates that:

(Ted + Eddy) x (Rainforest Cafe + Margaritaville) = (Milkman + Harvey) x (Bad photoshopping + God strike me down)

Or something... I don't know, I almost failed math in highschool.

#that’s not my neighbor #thats not my neighbor #tnmn #francis mosses #tnmn milkman #milkman #stardew valley #stardew #stardew harvey #the bowtie is atrocious #My evil editing app of choice is microsoft paint #Rotation haunts my nightmares #I wake up in a cold sweat because something needs to rotate by like 15 degrees #this was the natural conclusion to a conversation with a friend #when is it not #same one as always too #i have no original thoughts #I merely combine and regurgitate the concepts and brainchildren of group efforts and others #if i was on a road trip with them I'd jump out the window and roll all the way to the Cracker Barrel at 3304 Clark Ln Columbia Missouri #all the way to The Factory TM even

[hawkeshep]

I wish the EA app a very die painfully

#why would they release this #20 min to start a game ass bitch #loading a game with mods through the app is like packing for a long road trip #gotta make sure you have EVERYTHING you need in order because it’ll take 28 years to launch #anyways fuck EA 🥰

[ilikedetectives]

Minthara: I am death I am menace *trips into a river and the current is a lil stronger than expected*

Kalius *immediately downs giant strength potion in one gulp and fishes the wet cat wifey out*

Minthara: I am... *can't talk after drinking probably half her weight in water*

Kalius: still death and menace, don't you worry I got chu *pat pat on Minthara's 🍑 which is on her shoulder*

Minthara *hisses but still has the strength to pat Kalius's 🍑 in return*

#Minthara trips because her eyes were too busy looking at Kalius 🍈🍈 #the Death Mage outfit is just that good #Kalius is STR 12 she needs that potion #I included the bird app link cuz that convo gave me this idea #Minthara x Kalius #bg3 babbles #minthara #bg3

[frankenchez]

Biblically accurate clown

#procreate app #clown art #clowns #lisa frank #acid trip #trippy #art #illustration #digital art

[equestriagirl16]

Step 1. Find out about The Arcana

Step 2. Research and fall in love with characters via fics and other content

Step 3. Find out that that game itself is basically in development purgatory

Step 4. Experience moment of dread…

Step 5. Get it anyway-

#Learnin about this game in its entirety was a TRIP- #still gonna play it tho truuust #just hope they leave the og app alone with whatever’s goin on with the company #the arcana #arcana #the arcana asra #the arcana julian #the arcana nadia #the arcana portia #the arcana muriel #the arcana lemon #the arcana x reader #the arcana x apprentice #the arcana x mc #the arcana x you #camiposts

[deadnotesapppoet]

any thoughts on tossing yet another work in progress for another horrid brain-child? any thoughts on thelma-and-louise-style ex-best friends on the run from the law? any thoughts on roadside diners and anxious news-watching? any thoughts on stealing cars and homoerotic motel bathroom makeovers to evade the cops?

#thelma and louise #road trip #ao3 author #bookish #booklr #bad poetry #literature #my poems #notes app poetry #poem #poetry #small author #stories #midwestern gothic #writers on tumblr #jegulus #pynch #wolfstar #washington state gothic #zombie apocalypse #zombies #twin peaks #solangelo #op #nevada #wild west #route 66 #roadtrip aesthetic #los angeles #las vegas nv

[trips2saturn]

this rick and michonne death discourse has become very futile and boring in the last 48 hours. quite frankly i think everyone should shut the fuck up, read the series title, and wait until sunday. but that’s just me y’all stay safe out there. 🤝

#okay leaving this app again bye bye #trips talks #the ones who live #richonne

[tomiokasensei]

❄ TECHNIQUE DEVELOPMENT ❄

inked version and digital lineart under the cut 👀

ALSO (without kanji lol)

#kny #knysource #kny fanart #demon slayer #akaza #useradrienne #useraki #usergojoana #kny akaza #kimetsu fanart #anisource #dailyanime #artists on tumblr #m*art #m*fanart #breakingsasuke #digital art #traditional art #had this drawn during my trip to japan and finished up back home all on the ipad pro #kinda simple on this one but i think he turned out good (procreate is a great art app!) #FULL VIEW for BIGGER RESOLUTION!! XD

[blyszczopies]

me offering everybody a pronoun

#notes app #i was looking at job offers again and somehow ended up on a virtual trip through a christian school/preschool #the website even plays music. the kind of music that is overused in youtube videos

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

Excerpt (unecessarily dramatic monologue) from a potential Sir Orfeo retelling I will never write

Now there's a secret writers don't like to tell people often. We like to pretend to be mysterious, like we're caught up in The Art, like it controls us, and sometimes it feels like it does. But it's not true. So many scholars are obsessed with finding the "original version," who gives a shit about the original version? what matters is the story we have now, the story that's been told and is told and will be told, the story that's made and remade each time! These aren't dead cold things, they're breathing and breathed. We love to say there was only one way it could have ever gone but that's never true, that's what makes a tragedy tragic, that other choices could have been made, there are always a million other ways it could have gone, we just don't like to see them because it makes us feel better, because it's easier. Endings change all the time, for better or for worse, they're changing even now and yes, some are more fixed than others, more true, more immutable, more honest. But even these, sometimes, if you're really very lucky, you can reach out and twist into something else. Look at all the musicians who haven't died. Look at all the snakebites with poison sucked out of them. Look at the king who steps from the underworld and this time, his wife takes his hand behind him and he pulls her up and out and into the sunlight and a green so bright it should be illegal, into a city of stone and streams and roses, so many roses all pink and peach and gold and their velvet-springtime-hearthealed-ancient scent fills the air and is so beautiful even the most cynical bastard can't help but hope for a moment, for how can something smell like this without hope! And for the first time since he lost her she seems to truly awake.

#my writing #magpie babes this is for you! #I DID in fact listen to road to hell too many times and cry and write this in my notes app how funny you would ask #so Lindsay this is also for you! my hadestown mutual! #swearing #the writer of sir orfeo- orfeo was from winchester #me who went to winchester in June and mostly remembers it mixed up with all the rest of that trip through the lens of being absolutely #stunned and delighted by the roses in the south west #OOH HOOHOO