#AH IT WAS W LINE

[inkskinned]

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

[tapeworrmart]

Stranger

#Was happy w the sketch for the first one but I'm worried the colours ruined it!!!!! Ah well #Anyway that scene w the deer on the table and the line 'it fell' captivate me every time idk why #Cooper is a strange little haunted creature to me and he attracts oddness and omens #Catch him loitering outside at night listening to the trees blowing in the night air #Twin peaks #Special agent Dale cooper #Dale cooper #Agent Dale cooper #Agent cooper #David lynch #kyle maclachlan #Horror #fan art #art #sketch #character art

[iknowwhereyousnoozeatnight]

can you draw L and Light doing work together I think it'd be cute and relaxing

L says the overhead lights stay off

#ask #death note #light yagami #l lawliet #lawlight #maybe #i've been having fun w perspective lately just freehanding it seeing what happens it's nostalgic to me bc i used to draw a lot of #houses n shit bc geometric shapes and different perspectives are very relaxing to draw for me #did a very dark color palette bc i have been going crazy wild with color palettes lately (they are coming soon) idk something in my #head clicked and i have just been a color understander i've pulled color palettes out of thin air and they work it's wild and very fun but #wanted to do smth more low-key bc i drew this in the middle of the night for one and also blue greys are some of my fav colors #for sketching and i didn't feel like lining and finishing this for realsies #ah just realized i forgor their handcuffs oops i am not going back to fix that

[oofuri2003]

#oofuri #ALL THE MOMS W THE BABY PICS!!!!!!!! #kind of horrible that sakaeguchi is left out bc his mom is dead....like what abt a pic of his dad w a baby photo :( #if youre wondering why tf some of them are clearly scans and some r clearly photos let me take you on a journey #i saw these on the wiki and i was like I NEED THEM ALL IN ONE PLACE. NOW! #so i started saving them all. but then 1. oki's mom was missing. and 2. the scans are kinda fuzzy #but i was like w/e I'll just go grab my volume and take a pic of oki's mom #but the line quality is a lot higher so i was like ah whatever I'll just take photos of all of them! #but izumi suyama and mizutani sans are all printed a little fuzzy/off on my volume copy :( so i stuck w the scans! #no one asked. anyway. here!

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

oop oc concept posting! this bad bitch is for an original story of mine - the main characters are all from different "genres", and i needed One More to round out the group and well. puppet-y guy fit the bill! i can't decide on a name!

she's from a children's show that had a western themed rock group that would provide lessons through the power of Music! she was the band guitarist until she fuckin. fell into the labyrinth & got corrupted by her found family of idiot assholes

#SHE IS EVERYTHING TO ME. IVE HAD HER FOR ONE HOUR #if anything happens to her ill kill everyone in this room and then myself #she's LOUD she's CONFIDENT she's got an INFERIORITY COMPLEX her catchphrase is HAWYEE #she has a HORSE her LOYAL STEED her BESTIE who has KILLED BEFORE & WILL AGAIN #she is inspired by: cowboys. 80s rock. and roosters #in my mind she can bend reality a little so she can just pull objects out from behind her back #like her trusty guitar! and lasso! and hat that she never wears bc her hair is Too Big! #scribble salad #forced idiots <3 #oc #original character #i think i'll try to make her look more... puppety down the line #we'll see! she rounds out the group nicely i think #lets see for genres we have: slasher / sci-fi / high fantasy / horror / bizarre / ghost / puppet #anyway ill be So Honest #she is entirely based off of the tiny Clip i have in my mind #of her about to (badly) sing a song w/ her guitar after the group fucks something up #she gets One strum in. then Aces (featured in the post) grabs her guitar and hits her with it full force. like a baseball bat <3 #and i was immediately like Ah Yes Perfect She Fits In So Well <3 #it is important to me that everyone in the group gets on each others nerves <3

[dayurno]

still thinking about it. she threw riko a peace sign 🥹

#renee you are my PRINCESS #i feel like this is so in line w my hcs for her it made me seriously nauseous like #renee’s joie de vivre…. unmatched as always #the calm she handled it all with…. the note that she’d deal w her attitude at a later date…. #you give me one raven or i take them all #shes so. you understand. #the casualty of her walking up there and thinking there’s no way they can stop her #andyes maybe its delusional. so what! she took him in the end didnt she #AND THEN SHE THREW RIKO A PEACEEESIGNNNNN #✌️😗 #i mean ah. ag! #fun-loving girl renee walker association…. cutie renee walker country club….. #she’s so funny and sweet and also batshit insane #txt #renee

[enderspawn]

me when i. when i. me. when uh. me when i. uh.

#been drawing some today and figured i could post these bc i like em #they were more... practice? sketching something wo lines w a big blocky brush kinda deal #but i REALLY like the chip one and i might as well put the jay one too fjdkslfj #jrwi #riptide #my art #chip #jay ferin #og post #wait ah fuck the earring. oh well #hes wearing it on the wrong side for fun and profit this time okay

[padfootastic]

Day 30 - Trust

written for @prongsfoot-microfic (angst!!!! reader beware!!! lil bit o’ death going on!!!)

“I trusted you.”

Remus’ heart breaks right in half at the past tense.

Trusted.

Such a small difference, but oh, how it changes things. How it changes everything.

“James—“

“No.”

“But—“

“Remus,” James’ voice is simmering with rage and it’s unlike anything Remus has even seen from him. Of them all, he’s the mildest, the most even-tempered, quickest to bounce back. He’s never been one to…stew in his anger but now that he has, Remus doesn’t know where to go from here. What to do.

“I. Trusted. You.” James’ enunciated every word with painful clarity, digging the knife in deeper with each turn. “I thought, if I wasn’t there, then at least you would be to take care of Sirius. If not for him, then for me.”

“I tried, God, I swear I tried, Prongs—“ Remus begs, hands clasped in front of him as if praying. (Not entirely far from the reality—James was their deity, was he not? The centre of their universe, the source of their absolution)

“Don’t you dare lie to me, Remus, you’re already on thin fucking ice.” One shaking finger rises to poke him on the chest. It doesn’t hurt, he can barely feel it through his jumper but it pushes him back nonetheless, almost stumbling into the corner chair behind him. “I know you didn’t try.”

“I did—“ He tries again, though he’s coming to realise it’s futile. For James Potter, there’s no bigger crime than abandoning Sirius. It’s why he has a grudge against the entire Black family and now Remus is on the same list, with the dubious distinction of taking top spot.

“Ask me how I know?”

He stay silent, knowing he wouldn’t like the answer. But this is James Potter they’re talking about. He never gives up.

“Ask me how I fucking know, Remus.” James’ voice reverberates around the entire room, the echoes of his shout ringing in Remus’ ears. The only sound cutting across the deafening silence is heavy panting. Until Remus breaks it.

“How do you know?” His voice, in sharp contrast, is small, timid.

“Because he wouldn’t be dead right now if you did.”

Remus’ neck almost snaps clean in half at how quickly he looked up, both from what James just said and the utterly broken tone in which he did.

“Dead—?” he whispered, unable to believe what he’s hearing. There’s no way Sirius is—No. Just. It’s not possible.

James doesn’t give any more information, doesn’t say anything for a few minutes where they’re both staring—Remus at James, and James into nothingness. He’s never seen such a look of abject despair on anyone’s face, let alone his best friend, and it makes him wonder. How will James ever recover from this? Will he even?

“Do you know, Remus,” James says then, a jagged, sharp smile growing on his lips. It’s humourless, it’s empty, it’s spine-chilling. “Coming from back from the dead after a dozen years to find out your Sirius is locked up and dying, and then to see him take his last breath in front of you? I wouldn’t wish it upon my worst enemy.”

Remus gulps, because he can sense this isn’t the end, there’s more to come and when it does—that’s it. It’ll sever any ties they might’ve had between them at some point, will cut them off entirely.

“But you.” James finally looks at Remus. His eyes are red rimmed but hard as ice, lips twisted into an ugly sneer. “I wish you’d feel even a fraction of what I’m feeling right now. Maybe you’d realise what you did then.”

#remus lupin #james potter #bambibelle #prongsfoot #prongsfoot microfics #remus is just not having a good time is he in these micro fics #oh well #too bad so sad #i wouldn’t even call this not remus friendly or anti remus #because i’m really not bashing him #it’s just james lashing out #(which i agree w ofc but that’s not relevant) #so this was gonna a very diff route than the last line #but i left it midway for some work #and forgot what i wanted to write lol #there was one (1) specific line #so i was like ah well let’s do some Violence #these microfics are so fun #bc they’re letting me write stuff i normally wouldn’t #i typically don’t touch angst with a ten foot pole #and yet here we are #pen’s writing #tumblr works

[mobbothetrue]

Spotify prompt! Knuckles and tails, an 19 :)

Oh hoho! You managed to land FightSong by EVE (<- YouTube link), a song that by all rights shoulda been #2 (<- I refuse to pay Spotify money).

Hmm…. It’s been a while since I’ve done anything with Super Sonic Speed, but I always did intend to write follow-ups…

.•.•.•.

The city is unbelievably loud. They’re in what Sonic had called a shopping district, and it’s apparently very popular. Knuckles would kind of like to go home, a lot, actually, but Tails is flirting from one shop to another and he doesn’t have it in him to shut the kid down. Sonic is somewhere on the periphery of their little group— he and Tails had bonded, thick as thieves, and Knuckles— well, he tolerated the guy.

Tails gasps like he’s seeing the sun rise for the first time, excited enough that he’s lifting off the ground. Knuckles ambles over, grabs him by the ankle, and pulls him back down. He’s looking at some sort of… thing. Knuckles can’t make heads or tails of it, but it’s definitely saying something to Tails.

Hmm. He is, at least, familiar with the idea of shops. Chao liked to set them up, sometimes, selling fruit or handmade crafts for rings, but Knuckles has no idea if their idea of currency and everyone else’s aligns. Would the shopkeep accept a fruit? Most chao did. It isn’t like rings are a problem, so…

Knuckles turns, seeking out Sonic in the crowd. There he is— stiff as anything, glancing frantically back and forth between Knuckles and some other hedgehog, a pink one. One of his friends, maybe? They look irritated, maybe not. Knuckles steps away from Tails, invites himself into their conversation.

“and you just RAN OFF—“ the hedgehog is shouting. Sonic cracks his mouth open, a faint wheeze escaping.

“Hey,” Knuckles says.

“—do you have ANY IDEA how WORRIED I was—“

This looks like a battle Sonic is better off fighting on his own. Still, Knuckles needs his question answered. “Hey,” he repeats, slightly louder.

“—I mean, I knew you were alright because my cards said so, but—“

“Hey Knuckles,” Sonic manages to crack out, “this is Amy.”

Amy tilts her head at him, and then gives him a sharp, discerning once-over. “Are you one of his other friends?” She asks.

“Yeah, sure,” Knuckles says, and then “do rings work as currency down here?”

She blinks at him, as if this is a weird thing to ask. “Yes?” She says.

“Okay,” Knuckles says, nodding, “try not to scare him too bad.”

Any lingering confusion evaporates, and she whirls around to find Sonic trying to sneak away. “AGAIN!” she shouts, full of conviction, and Knuckles makes his way back to where he left Tails. He isn’t pressed up against the glass anymore, so Knuckles steps into the store. Yeah, there he is. Hovering— literally— over the same display.

Knuckles takes a moment to properly observe, rooting around for the terms Tails would use, in an attempt to ensure he gets the right thing. There’s a looping track, and a few other gadgets on the sides. A switch, one of them looks like, and some barricade, and a few blinking lights. On the track itself is a… sideways cylinder, set on wheels, connected to a few boxes, puffing out smoke— or steam, maybe. Tails is absorbed enough in watching it chug along that he doesn’t even realize Knuckles is standing right next to him. Knuckles’ll just have to make sure he comes up for air, occasionally.

He casts about the rest of the store, vaguely lost. There are a lot of displays, and a lot of colourful boxes. Knuckles picks up one, flips it over, and realizes swiftly he is out of his depth. He brings the box over to Tails, handing it to him. Tails holds onto it for a full few seconds, watching with bated breath as the cylinder switches tracks, before he looks down. His fur all along his spine puffs up, and he turns to look at Knuckles so fast he has to wonder if Sonic hasn’t started to rub off on him in more ways than one. That’s the right box, for sure.

“Really?” Tails asks, voice breathy with excitement, and Knuckles ruffles his fur instinctually.

“‘Course.”

Maybe the shopping district isn’t that bad.

#eggthew #prompt fill #askbox #uhhh so. I kind of barely followed fightsong at all I CAN EXPLAIN #went off the visuals instead of the lyrics. two people running around in city. ooh I could do knuckles protecting tails from Eggman in some #kind of egg city! ah hang on there’s the eggperial city arc in idw and I haven’t read that yet. so I’m not confident in portraying it. hmmm #I could do a Different egg city… man Knuckles and Tails. what a great pair. I really enjoyed writing them in super sonic speed. hey! I could #do super sonic speed’s Knuckles’s first time in a city! maybe he gets kind of freaked out? escape from the city haha #well tails would be familiar with cities. and sonic would be there ofc but I’ll shuffle him off to the side so he doesn’t hog the spotlight #I could do tails looking at a shop! yeah! and knuckles needs to ask how currency works but sonic is… busy? hmm. oh! a city!!!! amy lives in #a city!! she runs into sonic! which keeps him from coming back over with knuckles. I always did mean to write her reunion with sonic. #that’ll be nice to do. alright. perfect. it’s all working out. get to the final few lines. think ‘hey how did I end up with this anyway.’ #pulse of adrenaline as my brain goes OH YEAH FIGHTSONG. ach. #I’m happy w this though :) #knuckles: I Tolerate sonic. at best. #sonic: hey I am in a vaguely uncomfortable situation #knuckles *rolling up metaphorical sleeves*: do I need to kick ass #Amy making a mental note: sonic apparently befriending a space alien okay okay cool #they meet up for ice cream. knuckles is inflicted with curse of immediate brainfreeze. tails is So Excited about his new model train set #within a week he mods it to A) be strong enough to pull the Master Emerald and B) be armed.

[fooltofancy]

true to form spent the first two hours of kite's run standing in fire, so u could say it's going well.

#also very carefully lined a thunderwave up to miss my stupid boy and launch a bunch of goblins #.... but was not careful enough and launched kite by himself since the goblins made their saves lmao #He Fly #larian strat: throw your friends at enemies engaged #gale: ah i.... thought the name was figurative #kite w blood running down his face: .... shut. #contemplating bg3 tags #standby

[itsatru]

just shot my shot and missed eep gotta lay a bit low next week

#let me down easy without a hard never which was nice #but thats the between the lines vibe im getting #ah well #at least the pornbots wanna be w me

[reveloser]

woo!ah! may be the only group who can pull off annoying songs, it's really a unique talent

#woo!ah! #esp nana w the 'i feel like maniii' line she really sells it

[s1ithers]

finished rogue trader. loved that so much i think it actually freed me from video games for a bit. i'm satisfied. we draw instead now 💪

#til the elden ring dlc comes out #rt #ough i want to try the heretic route #& replay danneke with an eye to where the story's going #but like. in a minute #messed a few things up but overall i think the ending i got was in line w my char's mistakes as well as my own lol so that's all good #didn't really punish me for not locking in an alignment like i was afraid it might #my girl ended up half n half dogmatic/iconoclast for elaborate psychological reasonsthat gleam w crystalline clarity in my mind so thx game #for understanding the vision u_u #i was POSITIVE something grimdark would happen w [redacted] & i was gonna have to cry for ten thousand years in real life but ah #not today #i've once again surrendered my dignity to video game man #fealty kink enjoyers win forever #started getting some cut content vibes toward the end but overall #man. what a game designed to give me everything i like

[tracfone]

In any story featuring chell and glados i like to include rattmann not just to include a human pal for chell/someone connected to her past but to also have someone who can empathize with her re: falling in love with things that are not technically alive

#chelldos #i don't know whether chell would count as objectum if it's just glados because glados is both alive and not #but she is a machine....idk #it's hard to define that line even w/ posic regarding portal #because everything is technically sentient anyways....but i guess it removes one barrier and makes it literal #instead of your perception #i just think it's nice.....when your things can talk.....and have feelings.... #I'm not sure I'm either of these things but due to my flavor of autism i am probably something adjacent to them #edit: ah i should say when i say 'story' i mean 'story floating in my brain' i am not a writer #they are pictures and movies that sometimes will come out thru my hands

[nyxi-pixie]

pov mike wheeler whenever will isnt around

#this isnt funny im severely concerned for his mental wellbeing #but also #its incredibly funny to me bc like girl same if i had a will byers id also be unable to function upon seperation #i do think its fun that their codependency works in that when theyre together theyre rlly good for each other #like super mutually supportive and they have an unparalleled understanding of what each other have been through #and that allows them to be there for each other in a way that v few other people can be #so when theyre together shit is good. but the Second theyre seperated be that through emotional or physical distance shit hits the fan #mikr immediately loses all semblance of sanity in s1 like i love him and he was right but like. imagine u see ur besties body #and ur like oh no he dead but then u hear his voice thru a busted radio bc magic girl and just go ah yes hes alive then back to the mission #and then obvi lucas on the line book is like lol mike fully experiencing depression bc wills not here #abd then uve got will who whenever he gets emotionally distant from mike starts pumping up the self hate train #like. ik the argument was bad and the internalised homophobia was kickin in and stuff but that whole scene w castle byers...do u want a hug #sorry the tags ran away from me again #byler

[mirrists]

sketch of an old keykid design 🥺

#keykid #kh oc #kingdom hearts oc #khux keykid #kingdom hearts #nea's art #rlly just felt like redrawing stuff today but im happy w how it turned out ... 🥺 i can't rmbr if the original drawing is still up on here #some of my old art is still up so . lol maybe i should look for it #(draws 10 belts and buckles) ah yes ... nomura-ification #just realized i forgot to erase a rlly obvious stray line . oops