#But I can't bring myself to delete it

[thedocs-in]

You cannot convince me that this didn't happen.

Also, yes, I know, said I was gonna get the second part of the fic out. But I've been busy the past few days and out of the house, so now I can finally sit down and do shit. And I draw faster than I write, and I wanted to christen my new art tablet with a meme of an art piece. And the comic was mostly started.

This thing, this damn comic, has been sitting in my folder for about two years I think. The reason I say that is cause the original version I drew that's in my old style I started like a year or so ago. Never finished it, never plan on finishing it. Looking at my old art style makes me cringe lol. But, I actually started this one like, back in July I think.

#invincible #cecil stedman #invincible show #debbie grayson #nolan grayson #omni man #The OG version looks so bad #But I can't bring myself to delete it #honestly i got this done today #the only thing done was nolan #like he was fully colored and i only had the lineart for the other two #when i say i can crackhead art #i mean i can crackhead art #ps its a reference to malcolm in the middle lol #my art #the file is literally names 'what does the t stand for (2) electric boogaloo'

[verai-marcel]

Sometimes I write something and I like it enough where I want to keep it... and then I later realize it doesn't go with the story. So I post it to tumblr and bid it farewell. This is one of those snippets.

(Quick warning: this involves you, dear reader, being wounded, and Astarion being a hungry vampire. You can guess what happens next.)

You looked down at all the cuts, oozing blood. Looking over at Astarion, his forehead wrinkled with concern, you wondered if he was holding back his hunger. He caught your curious gaze and sighed. 

“Don't worry darling. You've lost enough blood for one day. I won't partake in any more.”

But then he suddenly smiled, a cunning grin that reminded you of a crafty fox. “Unless you want me to lick you all clean.”

You blinked and your cheeks burned with embarrassment. What a cheeky thing to suggest! But it would be a waste of blood…

“If… if you want to…”

His eyebrows raised in surprise. “Oh. You naughty little thing,” he purred.

“I just don’t want this blood to go to waste if it’ll feed you,” you huffed, looking away from his smirking demeanor. “Just… just hurry up.”

He chuckled. “A feast like this?” Positioning himself at your feet, he gently grasped your ankle and lifted it to his mouth. “I’ll savor every drop.”

Astarion slowly licked each of the cuts on your leg before he placed your ankle on his shoulder. Dripping some of the alcohol onto a clean rag, he cleaned your cuts and wrapped your wounds in bandages. Then he slowly moved your ankle off his shoulder and did the same to your other leg.

Gods, why is this so… sensual…

#astarion x reader #cw: blood #vampire #stupid snippets i can't bring myself to just delete #your hearth is my home #bg3 #baldur's gate 3

[fortes-fortuna-iogurtum]

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#friends I don't have a lot of energy in me to ask right now #but please if you think of it say a prayer for me #I'm having some real struggles with my faith right now. and I can't bring myself to admit it to anyone here at school. #I think I've been an idiot. and I can barely even ask God for help. for reasons I don't even totally understand. #I'm just tired and frustrated and I don't know how to pray. #delete later #love y'all. talk to you sometime soon maybe.

[stardust-vi]

Dumb ramble but I hate that you can't critique The Thing you love within a fandom space without some dude breathing down your neck like "Well actually that means you hate The Author and The Thing! And what about all the times The Author did this Good Thing? Checkmate, liberal." as if you can't be critical of something because you love it and want it to be better.

#just. i'm in a rush rn so i'm probably not articulating myself well and i could go more in-depth with my thoughts #at the risk of someone spinning my words into “cringe blue hair pronoun wants to cancel araki!” which... will happen inevitably #even though i don't know how many times i can repeat “i do not hate araki #this is specifcally about jjba btw because like. #look i love it and araki has done some good things (or at least had good intentions in most cases) #but i'm so over the fact he constantly has to reach for some form of traumatizing women in his writing #and I already hear “well it shows they're a villain!” #but does he HAVE to use assault? why does he have to use that instead of demonstrating their villainy in other ways #that don't need to use it as a crutch #i'm not even saying you can't ever write about assault #that's not my argument either. #I'm not even accusing him of being a bad writer or person but just. Can we please retire the overusage of assault for shock value? #i obviously don't hate people who enjoy the series regardless #i'd be a massive fucking hypocrite #i mean i've literally been in this damn fandom for 6 years and just now decided to post my art. #but i'm tired of any time someone brings up legit criticisms of the misogyny in his writing #it's met with “but araki did this-” like it changes anything. #i'm glad he did somewhat improve writing women over time compared to the earlier parts #that said. that doesn't cancel out the blunders he did make or will make in the future #even if he has good intent. #or really any criticism of the writing being hit with “but its not supposed to make sense #anyways rant over. probably going to delete later bc im tired. #tw assault #assault tw

[tvuniverse]

Listen i just want to preface this by saying I don't even personally hate Tommy, but that's not really the point i want to make so here goes nothing.

The way a lot of people act as if it's impossible to dislike him because the characters have moved on so so should we, right? and that's the thing right here, as poc we're always being told to move on. We can't express our feelings, we can't hold grudges, we can't complain about issues without making it something more than it is, we always have to just... move on.

I know people are going to say it's just a show, it's not that serious, but the issues it touches on and the way fandom speaks on those issues are.

I've seen a lot of comparisons between Tommy and other mains, how each of them are flawed and have screwed up one way or another, and you're right, but it's still unfair to compare him to them. We've seen each of the main characters experience guilt, or be ashamed of their action, we've seen them apologise, put in the work to actually grow, and they have. There's not enough time in an episode for us to see that for side characters. In this case, Tommy didn't do any of the above and that's normal, he was a plot device to show some very real societal issues, and especially what people of colour/women might go through in the workplace, and once he served his purpose he didn't get much more beyond a few scenes where it seemed like everything was fine between him and chim/hen. It would be more appropriate to compare him to the buckley parents, (who appeared in more or less the same amount of episodes) like if people suddendly started saying no one is allowed to hate them because they got their redemption, their kids more or less forgave them, they more or less tried to be better parents. And yet it's still not enough for a lot of people, because how they treated their children, the shit they've said to them, hits a little too close to home for a lot of people and so no matter what the show says or does, they'll still be mostly hated by the audience, and that's more than okay. But if margaret buckley is your favourite character than by all means be my guest. And listen, i love this show, it's all about hope, and it means everyone gets a redemption arc, as short as it is (sometimes even just a sentence lol), but we won't always be satisfied with these arcs, especially if they don't feel proportional to the hurt the characters may have caused to our mains, so we'll all have different reactions to them.

I swear liking a morally ambiguous/grey character says absolutely nothing about you, but making excuses for them, antagonising people who might dislike them (for good reasons) or acting like suddenly triggers don't exist for people, does say something about you. One of my favourite characters is literally the worst person ever, an actual bigot, but i won't ever write essays about why people are not allowed to dislike him actually because he's my babygirl.. i very much understand why people would.

All of this to say, everyone will have different opinions about Tommy. Some might love him, some will be completely neutral or at worst slightly uncomfortable/bothered by him, and some will straight up hate him, and all of these are fine. Live and let live, love whoever you want to love, and hate whoever you want to hate, but please stop trying to dictate how others should feel, i'm begging. And this really does go both ways.

#i never ever get involved in fandom discourse. ever #my blog is my safe space and so i just want to reblog some silly gifs of my silly little characters and move on about my day #but nothing gets to me more than being told to 'move on' #anyway i know the casual (and not so casual) racism is rampant in this fandom but boy has this week been hell #but just another week in this fandom i guess #(also i know some people hate him just because of buck/eddie and this is a whole other discourse i won't get into) #anti tommy kinard #not really but just in case #fandom discourse #also i said dehumanisation because that's what he did to chimney #acting like people don't exist until they do something that's beneficial to you and that's when you'll finally treat them as human beings #that shit hurts like crazy but it doesn't get talked about enough tbh #and that's also kind of why i think it's hard to know if he's really Grown or if it's just a case of 'these people are the exception' #and we can't really know until we actually see him interact with other minorities #but that's just my opinion #also i know we're all tired of this discourse and i'm sorry to bring it back but every day i've opened this app and saw something about it #and closed it right up lmao #i just needed to get this off my chest once and for all #i'll go back to never getting involved in fandom discourse again #anyhoo #i'll probably delete this at some point knowing myself

[just-bendy]

(( there's too many good asks i wanna answer so i'll remove the ask limit and answer the asks i get before i close the ask box for the weekend, then i'll end the Sunny and Sammy event ))

#😝 makes it easier on me especially since ppl are sending asks with art and i can't bring myself to delete them #post #mun

[familyofpaladins]

The Pizza Game (Chp 5)

Chapter 5: Donatello Leaves a Message

Ao3 Link

<&lt;Chapter 1 | <Chapter 4 | X | Chapter 6>

Summary: April, Leo, and Mikey receive a message from the late Donnie. Words: 2231

Being the Leader of a resistance was hard. Of course there was the fighting and patrols, but honestly that was the easiest part. The hardest parts were the strategy meetings, the negotiations of supplies between the different scattered groups of resistance fighters and people just trying to survive, both Human and Yokai.

Having Mutant little brothers be a bridge to the Yokai had helped April O’Neil immensely in dealing with the different groups. They were all charismatic in their own way and people (human and non) would listen to them. She could assign tasks and the brothers would help delegate.

Donnie in particular had been a significant help with the particulars of scheduling meetings and making the most logical use of supplies to which areas. But he was very rarely allowed to actually be in any the meetings. He was far too blunt and easily offended if anyone questioned his Logical and Correct thinking. So he didn’t attend the meetings, but he helped her plan them.

He was gone now. Had been for a little over a year now.

You would think that would make the planning harder. But Donnie, brilliant, ever the planner and overthinker Donnie, had made preparations in the case of his death. He had systems of systems connected to anything and everything that he had built and alerts and backups for each. Some were already in place even before, like the security system and Krangazoid trackers. They already used it to get notifications for intruders and movements of the bigger krang hordes.

But now there were additional alerts. Alerts for maintenance of his machines with detailed instructions of how to fix possible problems. He had made an algorithm for plan making for such things as where to move to if the Krang got too close to the base, or how to shift them away from the more populated areas of the resistance.

All of these new alerts used the same alert/communication system that Donatello had established long ago.

The alerts/communications had a five-level triage system. The naming of which had been hotly debated during its creation. (Even now, depending on who was talking about it, would use different names.)

There was Level 5 (REALLY REALLY (Two Reallys) IMPORTANT): EMERGENCY which would only be for things like “The Krang are breaking into the base GET OUT NOW”.

Level 4 (Really Important): WARNING. Used for things that needed immediate attention, like broken security systems, and enemies approaching the base, or a neighbor base was in trouble.

Level 3 (Important): CAUTION. Things that needed attention soon but could wait until a patrol was over (broken heating systems, upcoming meetings between resistance factions).

Level 2 (Sort of Important): NOTICE. Things that were important but could be dealt with within a couple weeks such as Patrol Schedules, Inventory Notifications, Location Changes, and supply requests.

Level 1 (Not So Important): GENERAL. General messages. This was generally used for post-mission/patrol reports, but could also include personal messages of important dates (birthdays, days without attack). Pretty much anything that could potentially be ignored and not be a problem went into Level 1.  

Each level alert could also be amended with locations of where the alert needed to read from and a category. Most common categories were: Kraang, Base[X], Supply [weapons/food/medical], Security, Maintenance, Reports, and Personal.

Yes, there was still the occasional Donnie Code that required 3 code books to figure out, but he had simplified a lot of it down.

Anyone in the resistance could use the alert system to report to each other, but almost all of the automated ones came from Donatello’s systems.

Since Donnie had died, there were also more… personal alerts and notifications. Time and dates were always a little difficult to keep track of when everyday was an abysmal landscape, but Donnie had kept track. So, every once in a while, April got a notification for someone’s birthday or that it had been 13 years since she was promoted to Commander.

The automated alert that April had received just that morning was only level 2, but didn’t have a category attached to it. She could see that alert had also been sent to Leo and Mikey as well.

April frowned. That could mean a lot of things.

It was level 2, so nothing too important or dangerous (hopefully). But it was also to the Commander  and two of the top Generals of the Resistance. So that could mean it was something to do with moving krang hordes or possibly something with one of the other resistance bases. But it wasn’t an alert From the other bases, so that means if it IS about the other bases, it’s something that Donnie’s prediction models picked up. That could be either really good or really bad.

Another thing about the alert was that it had a placement of Donnie’s Lab.

Normally (if there was a normal anymore) that meant it had something to do with some project or research of Donnie’s. But it’d been about a year since his death. She thought they had taken care of all those kinds of things.

If it wasn’t any of those things, that left: personal. She looked at the date (when did it get to be November?) and tried to recall if it had any significance. No birthdays. No death dates, because every day was a death date for someone (but she still remembered the ones of those closest to her). She couldn’t recall it being a Victory day either.

She just didn’t know.

April didn’t like not knowing.  

“Keep making that face and you’re going to end up with a Raph-chasm”. Years of living in the apocalypse kept her from screaming at the sudden voice, but it also made her fling her bat at it too.

Michelangelo’s years of skills allowed him to catch the weapon while Leonardo had already ducked out of the way.

“HAMATO LEONARDO DON’T YOU DARE SNEAK UP ON ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!”

Leo chuckled as he plucked the floating bat out of the air and handed it back to her, “But we’re Ninjas! Sneaking is part of the gig!”

“Don’t sass me Little Brother, or I WILL hit you with this bat!” she threatened as she took back her familiar weapon. Leo still had a smirk on his face but held up his hands in surrender.

“I’m not going to get a Raph-chasm. You’re the one who’s trying to copy his look”, she pointed at the prosthetic arm with her bat.

Leo huffed a laugh in concession, while she turned to the other turtle, “Mikey! It feels like I haven’t seen you in forever!” They hugged fiercely.

“April! MMmm yeah I guess being leaders of a resistance keeps us all pretty busy.”

It had been about at least a month, she thinks, since she was in the same room with him. Kept busy by recon missions and patrols and battles and meetings and more meetings and uuuggggh. You’d have thought the apocalypse would have put an end to business meetings, and yet here she was.

She hugged him a little tighter, trying to savor the familial moment.

“Hey hey hey now! What am I, chopped liver? Where’s my hug?” Leo complained.

“Right here you big baby,” April rolled her eyes but she held an arm open for the blue turtle. “Speaking of babies, where’s the kid?”

“Me and Casey just got off patrol a bit ago. Kid is exhausted so I told him to go ahead and go to bed.” Leo answered while still wrapping them in a hug and she basked in the warmth of it for a moment

This was nice.

Nice things can’t last too long though. There were things to be done.

April sighed as she released the hug. “As much as I love this, we all have things to do. You guys here for the Alert?”

They both turned serious and Leo nodded his head in confirmation.

“Yeah, we were just going to check on it. You have any idea what it’s about?” Mikey asked as they began to finish the walk to the lab.

“I was hoping you guys would know.”

They were in front of the door now.

“Guess we’re all about to find out together then.” Leo stated, taking a breath and opened the door. 

She half expected the room to be dusty. It had been a while since she had been in the lab. But with the regular maintenance checks and Donnie’s own cleaning robots, the place was as clean as ever. She could almost imagine that Donnie was just around the corner, entranced in some new project of his. It pained her heart to know that that would never happen again.

“Okay Dee, what’s the haps?” She said quietly to herself as she pulled up the alert.

A holographic projection of Donnie appeared before the three of them. Her eyes stung at the image of her friend.

“I suppose you’re all wondering why I’ve gathered you here today.”

April scoffed, and heard Leo and Mikey do much the same, a smile tugging at her lips. So it was Donnie being dramatic. She didn’t know what it was about yet, but some of the tension left her shoulders.

“If you are seeing this, it means it has been 389 days since I died.” April scowled along with Mikey while Leo raised an eyebrow in a where-is-this-going kind of way.

“And if you’re seeing this and that’s not true,” the hologram Donnie (HoloDon?) continued, “then stop snooping through my files right now!”

HoloDon paused for a moment, supposedly to let snoopers back out of the file.

“Still here? Very well. As you all know I am the most gracious of winners and losers, never been upset ever-“

“HA” Leo scoffed a laugh, and April smiled with him at the blatant lie.

“- But I shall not let even Death stop me from winning.”

Where on Earth was he going with this?

“So, as 390 days is my record, I shall make sure that you do not break said record by reminding you of PIZZA!”

April shook her head rapidly in disbelief.  

He… he really left a message, about THAT? She was speechless.

She turned to look at Leo and Mikey, both of their jaws were dropped.

“And in order to keep my record henceforth,” HoloDon continued, “I will remind you at random intervals of anywhere between 20 and 389 days, about pizza, so that I win For. Ever! MUHAHAHAHA” HoloDon cackled.

“I can’t believe this. I can’t- I’m gonna kill him.” Leo finally stated. Mikey turned to look at his brother incredulously but his face was still frozen in its shocked state. “I don’t care that he’s already dead, I’m going to bring him back and kill them again. That ASSHOLE oh my gawd!” Leo continued his hysterical rant.

April wasn’t sure if he was truly pissed or just acting dramatically at being out done by a dead man. Knowing her brother, it was probably both.

Mikey had started shaking so hard, April wasn’t sure if he was crying or laughing. April finally heard him gasp in a breath of air before shouting “Winner is supposed to get the first slice! That jerk can’t even eat it! He just wanted to have the glory all to himself” he threw his hands in the air in dramatic indignation.

At their reactions April finally cracked and started to laugh. It started with a snort, and before she knew it, she was having to sit down on the floor she was laughing so hard.

Despite their grumpiness, the two turtles began to chuckle with her and soon they were all roaring with laughter.

After several minutes of almost calming themselves down, another would snort a laugh again and set them off.

They finally calmed down enough for April to say “I can’t believe he did that! Actually, what am I saying, of course he did that”

“Oh I needed that,” Mikey sighed.

“What, a pizza reminder?” Leo asked with a smirk.

“NO,” Mikey smacked his arm, though there was no strength behind it “I needed a good laugh”

April couldn’t help but agree with him. It had been a long time since she had laughed that hard and that long. She wondered if Donatello knew that was how they’d react to the message.

“Hmmm, do you think that’s why he really did it?” April asked.

Mikey blinked at her, and Leo looked to the ceiling in thought.

“It could be, I wouldn’t put it past him,” Leo finally said after a moment. “But I also think he wanted to win and wasn’t about to let something as trivial as death stop him.”

“Yeah, that sounds like Donald,” Mikey agreed with a chuckle.

“It was nice to hear his voice again. Where he sounds like HIM instead of the all robotic alert voice.” April said quietly after a moment.

“Yeah it is,” Mikey agreed, his eyes shone wetly.

“Even if it was him being a giant jerk,” Leo huffed with a laugh.

“Gotta admit though, I don’t think I’ll mind getting the stupid notification again.” April said.

Both brothers agreed with her.

Over the course of the next 548 days they heard Donnie remind them of pizza two more times.

Then the Krang found their base, and the computers hosting Donatello’s alerts and algorithms were destroyed.

:'3

<&lt;Beginning | Next>

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt fanfiction #fanfiction #rise april #april o'neil #tmnt april o'neil #rise mikey #rise leo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt leonardo #rise donnie #tmnt donatello #sorta #he's there in (holographic) spirit #i probably went into way too much detail about the alert systems but couldn't bring myself to actually delete any of it #you can't tell me that donnie wouldn't do that #also i know everyone makes leo the leader of the resistance #but lets be real. it's April. she's LITERALLY called COMMANDER #april is sister to the turtles #sibling shenanigans #the pizza game #the pizza game chp 5 #famofpaladins writes

[queermarzipan]

what was that? 😭

Potentially triggering topics under the cut. Nothing graphic, but general mentions of child pornography, as well as stories depicting rape/non-con and/or underage sex.

Sorry I just get really annoyed about things I don't blame you for not being able to parse the words it's. There is actual child pornography that is harming actual real life children in reality and people are aiming accusations of paedophilia at authors on ao3 who write about fucked up shit. Because fucked shit happens irl and fiction is a way of exploring that without harming anyone. Like literally if you do not want to read either underage sex or rape/non-con on ao3 you can filter it out. There are specific archive warnings for that which you are REQUIRED to tag with the single exception of when you use the other Big Bold Tag that says "actually I'm not telling you if there's any fucked shit in this work, read at your own risk". Like. If you read something tagged "WARNING: MAY DEPICT UNDERAGE SEX" and then get mad at it for depicting underage sex that is not the author's problem. You do not get to harass the author for that. Likewise if you read a story tagged "WARNING: DEPICTIONS OF RAPE" and get mad at it for depicting rape that is not on the author. I just. Fiction is fiction. There is literally nothing you can sah that will convince me that a fictional story is inherently harmful and must be deleted from the public consciousness as a matter of moral principle. That's all.

#you as in general you #sorry i went off #you didn't ask for. that. #but well i wrote it abd now i can't bring myself to delete it so. guess i'm going off on purity culture today #purity culture #proship #<- oh yeah that basically means whag i just said. 'write what you want fiction is fiction blah blah' #as opposed to antiship which posits that some stories are Inherently Evil and should be banned #like. 😭😭😭 #go the fuck outside #anyway #anti censorship

[calcified-fluorited]

augh

#sometimes I'd rather throw up from nervousness than initiate interactions w people online #love forever to people who approached me first!!! #why is it so difficult. ah yes it's the menthol eelness #can't even bring myself to commission people i just donate anonymously instead #^not directly related to any posts I've rb'd #“hi yeah this is my shitty blorbo i want to pay for them to be drawn” why don't i just delete my account instead

[feywhimsy]

imagine if i like. played some of these saves instead of just leyla

outside of leyla and ambrosia, i'm missing maeve and valanthe the most....

#i miss my pirate bard and my bitchy sorcerer #also mal!!! ugh so many of them #yes i have four leyla saves. they include: og leyla. tiefling leyla. warlock leyla. and current leyla #some of these i should probably just delete but i can't bring myself to do so #moxie.txt

[binnie]

you guys.... i'm going down a spiral and I need advice

#my best friend (my favourite person in the world) has been acting kinda distant lately #she's been struggling with depression so I figured she just needed some space #we still talk on instagram every day and send each other reels all the time #but lately I just feel like she's gonna abandon me... #she's growing up and has a job and a boyfriend and is doing well for herself #meanwhile i'm a failure lmao i flunked twice and am still in uni and barely surviving this school year with absoltely no (...) #(...) prospects and hope for the future. on top of that i'm a depedent clingy selfish useless jealous baby #she deserves better than me and she's bound to realize that so i'm not surprised this is happening. but it still hurts. #last night she sent me a message on ig saying she missed me but deleted it immediatly so i didn't have time to respond #which most likely means she meant to send it someone else and sent it to me by mistake #which means she doesn't miss me at all (she could have just kept the message and it'd be no trouble #but the fact she deleted it so quickly without a second thought just means she doesn't care about me #we haven't seen each other in a month so that hurts #i panicked and “replied” saying i missed her too but she left me on read #now she's sending me reels but I can't bring myself to even open our chat because it just hurts #I wish we could just cut the chord and end the friendship at once instead of having me slowly watch it crumble #i hate this #i'm so sad #i'm gonna be all alone #i'm completely isolated from everyone and it's my fault for depending on her so much #it hurts so much I don't even want to see her #i don't know what to do

[nickgoesinsane]

Hi! First I wanna say I love your writing but also (and I'm sorry if you've already been asked this) do you have an ao3? I found some of your fics on there but the user was different and it lead me to a different Tumblr account, so I'm kinda unsure now 🥲

If it’s hataru then it’s me. Made it back in 2018 I think?

#╰┈➤ nick answers ! #it has straight content and i apologize for that lmfao #that was when i was told i was “not allowed to write queer stuff” #i can't bring myself to delete them because it's something to look back on