#That thing I promise to do

[0v3rgl0w]

Last of us, rottmnt

Part 1/? (Finally)

The year is 2041, and the infested are becoming a much more common thing. Even if the Krang failed to fully take over, the damage they've done can never be reversed. It feels like there's no longer a safe place in this world for anyone, humans, mutants, yokai, anyone.

Donatello is out looking for anything that could be useful to the resistance, If he can even manage to make it back to them, he had hopes of finding some old Krang tech. As Donatello was scavenging around he heard some yelling and someone was getting shoved into something, Donatello was already in a bad mood and this just made it worse, he held onto his tech bō, and went to check it out.

He saw some people harassing a kid around the age of 12 - 13, and Donatello stepped in. “Scoff, degenerates, harassing a child.” He said, his voice deep and monotone. The people who were harassing this child immediately run off at the sight of Donatello, I mean, he is a giant mutant turtle, so I can't really blame them. “Oh, well, that was much more effective than I thought it would be.” He said before he nodded to the child who was looking up at him in awe.

“My work here is done now, goodbye child.” Donatello said as he went to walk away, but then the child clung onto his jacket, he cringed at the thought of the child sticky fingers on his nice purple jacket. “W- wait! You can't leave! I still need your help!” The child said, sounding nervous.

“Sigh, fine, fine, what do you need, small human?” Donatello said as he gently ushered the child off him. “I need your help finding m- my dad. He's a mutant turtle like you!” the child said as he looks up at Donatello with big sad puppy dog eyes, the child almost looked like a wet cat in a way, small and gross but cute and you feel you need to help it.

Donatello didn't seem to think too much about it until the child mentioned his father being a mutant turtle, he immediately thinks of his brothers, he has been the resistance for quite some time… It is possible that one of his brothers took in the kid. “Your father is a mutant turtle..? So I take it that you were adopted by him?” Donatello questioned, and the child nodded. “Yes, He took me in after my mama… she..” The child shaked his head, trying to stop himself from crying. “After she passed… Can you help me?” The child asked softly, Donatello thought about it for a moment but nodded.

“Okay, small thing. I will help you. But tell me your name, at least.” Donatello said as he crouched down to the child's height. “I'm Casey, Casey Jr. Jones.” The child, Casey, said with a smile before he asked, “And what should I call you?”Donatello pauses for a moment before he answers “Well my name is Donatello. You may call me Donnie ….or Uncle Donnie if you must.” He said, and Casey Attempted to give him a hug but Donatello allowed them but didn't really hug him back, instead he gave him a hesitant pet on the head.

“Uncle Donnie… Yup! that sounds right!” Casey said with a chuckle and Donatello rolled his eyes but couldn't help but allow a small smile on his face.“Well, enough of this, we better start moving, I have an idea of who you're talking about and where they possibly might be, and we don't want to lose light.” Donatello said and Casey nodded, and they started to head off on their journey.

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It's finally here!! I started writing!

These posts are gonna be pretty inconsistent but stay with me here, because I will be listening to rottmnt fans who have any suggestions, especially @sillyman2001911 who has been doing so much work with drawings for this, I really appreciate all their hard work

#Last of us #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #my au #tmnt au #tmnt 2018 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt fanfiction #That thing I promise to do

[obsob]

i am a being capable of immeasurable love and whimsy

#and also. am a ilittlel kitty :3 #mine #cats #brain empy. felt tip cats ONLY #we were promised snow today n then they decided actually :) rain all day for u #i bought new wool for a cardigan today im SO excited its gna be so colourful #i was going to do some sort of Thing on the back like a heart or something but im still too scared to do colour changing stuff #maybe....maybe next time #i think i will try a patter w like. an actual grid with it first rather than just rawdog it #bc i . do not know what im doing :3

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

#every time someones like ''AI will replace u" im like. u will have to fucking KILL ME #there is no replacement here bc i am not filling a position. i am just writing #and the writing is what i need to be doing #writeblr #this probably doesn't make sense bc its sooo frustrating i rarely speak it the way i want to #edited for the typo wrote it and then was late to a meeting lol #i love u people who mention my typos genuinely bc i don't always catch them!!!! :) it is doing me a genuine favor!!! #my friend says i should tell you ''thank you beta editors'' but i don't know what that means #i made her promise it isn't a wolf fanfiction thing. so if it IS a wolf thing she is DEAD to me (just kidding i love her) #hey PS PS PS ??? if ur reading this thinking what it's saying is ''i am financially capable of losing this'' ur reading it wrong #i write for free. i always have. i have worked 5-7 jobs at once to make ends meet. #i did not grow up with access or money. i did not grow up with connections or like some kind of excuse #i grew up and worked my fucking ASS OFF. and i STILL!!! wrote!!! on the side!!! because i didn't know how not to!!! #i do not write for money!!!! i write because i fuckken NEED TO #i could be in the fucking desert i could be in the fuckken tundra i could be in total darkness #and i would still be writing pretentious angsty poetry about it #im not in any way saying it's a good thing. i'm not in any way implying that they're NOT tryna kill us #i'm saying. you could take away our jobs and we could go hungry and we could suffer #and from that suffering (if i know us) we'd still fuckin make art. #i would LOVE to be able to make money doing this! i never have been able to. but i don't NEED to. i will find a way to make my life work #even if it means being miserable #but i will not give up this thing. for the whole world.

[rogueshadeaux]

“I hate the script, the vault dwellers sound so cheesy—“ my Brother in Steel you realize that’s the point, right? They were bred to act like the physical embodiment of an HR e-mail. Did you not catch the memo that Vault-Tec put out regarding their experiment facilities?

#fallout #fallout tv show #fallout tv series #they were raised to respect the Golden Rule they’re a bunch of fucking kindergartners #theyre MEANT TO BE CRINGE #plus if you keep watching you’ll SEE WHY THEY DO THAT #don’t quit in the first episode when you have so many more to explore wtf is wrong with them!!! it’s a good show!!! #sometimes I think people like to hate things just to hate them and I understand. truly. i am a certified hater too #but don't dog something that has reasoning!! you're meant to cringe! and you'll see why!!! #GIVE IT TIME IT WILL MAKE SENSE I PROMISE #fallout spoilers

[magicomens]

Strap in folks, we're gonna have a minisode!!!

First >> Prev >> Next

#good omens #bbc merlin #comic #art #magic omens au #arthur pendragon #merlin #aziraphale #merthur #i promise crowley will have more screentime next part #@ all the people who tagged with lol never seen merlin but I dig this #yes those all are things they've said to each other #do you get it now DO YOU GET IT

[spam-extemporal]

Dcxdp where Danny has been working with a hero team (did Bruce adopt him? Did he help the teen titans and got told to join them? Idk) for less than a year, maybe they knew eachother for longer, but Danny has been living with them for some months.

Now, I imagined this as a "Danny has to flee to a different dimension after a giw attack/reveal gone wrong" but it can work with other scenarios, the important thing is, death days are important for a ghost's wellbeing, but nobody knows/remembers Danny's deathday or that it's important to commemorate the dead. Maybe he hasn't told anyone yet cause he doesn't want to be a bother, or doesn't trust them enough yet.

So Danny takes the matter on his own hands, each year he goes to a quiet corner of the local graveyard, where he has a piece of marble and a small vase, he usually buys some flowers for his memorial grave and makes some fudge as an offering.

This year wasn't gonna be different, he told his team/family that he was gonna spend the day out, he chose an elegant but comfortable outfit, made some fudge, and saved it on the fridge with a note that said "phantom, do not eat".

The next part might work better with a young hero team, cause despite the note, someone took a bite of the fudge for breakfast.

Danny clearly gets mad, they didn't know, but they just ate an offering, a great offense to the dead it was offered to.

It all ends in a big fight, Danny doesn't want to admit that it was an offering for himself (it just hurts to admit that nobody remembers his death), and the other person thinks he's just having a tantrum over some fudge, like, c'mon, they can make you some if it's SO important to you 😒

And I don't know how to end it cause it came to me while falling asleep and don't remember more T-T

#i know there was a thing where Danny's fraid bonds shattered and he just runs away while the team is like #what just happened why do i feel like my family just died #want them to go running to find phantom and when they finally find the little makeshift grave they get so sad #and danny is nowhere to be found #either cause he has to go to the zone to heal or is too weak or sad and hid on the artic or something #when they finally find him there's tearful apologies and promises to not only do better. but improve communication so - #- this doesn't happen again #dcxdp #dcxdp prompt #dcxdp crossover #WOKE UP CRYING CAUSE OF THIS AJSHSHHSHZJA

[frownyalfred]

I cannot emphasize this enough: sometimes the draft sucks because you keep looking at it. It doesn’t actually suck. You just need to post it and stop beating yourself up.

#fic #fanfic #fanfiction #writing #writing things #ao3 #archive of our own #I promise bestie #it’s the same energy as #‘do my friends all hate me or do I just need to go to sleep’ #seriously all the cool moments and scenes you write will never be as cool to you since you’ve read them 109 times #but the readers will be seeing them for the first time!

[omrarchive]

#guys i cant believe this is real this is everything ive ever wanted #WILLE ABDICATION??? WILMON ENDGAME??? wille is free he's free they're both free #look at simon's face oh my GOD #ive never seen him this happy euphoric and liberated #that's CINEMA! #i have so many things to say about this ending #“are you sure you're over me” “what the hell do you think” #when wille says “can you open the door?” as he leaves the car and leaves the cage that is the monarchy #the door is open!!!! there is sunshine on his skin!!!! he is free oh my god #i know i havent been making gifs im sorry i promise they are coming #good god that is Television to me #young royals #yr season 3 #yr s3 spoilers #young royals s3 #young royals season 3 #wilmon #prince wilhelm #simon eriksson #omar rudberg #edvin ryding #wilhelm x simon #wille x simon

[khadame]

Was I sweet once?

(Based on a Dark Urge dialogue from Blighted Village.)

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #the dark urge #durge #dark urge #oc: avani #bg3 art #astarion #shadowheart #karlach #comic #bg3 comic #why do i always make the saddest things when im perfectly stable #SIGH. im sorry avani i promise the next one is happier for you

[min-play]

my constant state of mind

#min draw #minbitt #anxiety #i promise to do the thing #just pls remind me what it was again

[pomporri]

flu season

#guys i swear that i dont have a thing for sick harvey #guys pls i promise #i had to do a redraw guys pls #stardew valley #sdv #sdv fanart #stardew fanart #stardew harvey #stardew valley harvey #sdv harvey

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker.

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#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wen ning #wei wuxian #wen qing #jiang cheng #Truly Massive disclaimer here: I am a Jiang Cheng enjoyer. I like his character. I enjoy that he is very flawed and volatile. #This episode of the audio drama has a lot of great breakdown scenes featuring JC - and they all deserve a feature. #But underlying this comic is a small meta comment of 'ah man I have too many comics of JC just wailing sadly' #My goal is to draw 6-8 comics per episode - I sometimes have to truncate and cut good scenes out. #Especially when a large majority is just different flavours of trauma and toxic relationships to your self-worth. #I would also like to make a note here that just because you lose the ability to do something that is very tied to your core identity- #-does not mean your life is over. It will feel like the end of the world. It will send you into a spiral of grief. It will hurt so badly. #Sometimes we do not realize how tied up our identities can be in certain things until we are cut loose. #You don't lose yourself. I promise the pain will fade in time. I promise you will find other things to tether you. I promise you will be ok #Life moves forwards. Time moves forwards. You move forwards. #Ego death just means an opportunity for ego rebirth. You are never committed to being the same person forever. #To wrap this around to JC: Yeah I love the twist with the core transfer but man I would have loved to see JC accept the loss. #Obviously it happens for a reason (story) but I can have my AUs. I can have these 'what-ifs'. #described in alt text #I'm trying it out! *please* give me feedback - I want to eventually Add image ID to all of these comics one day

[unclewaynemunson]

Something nameless is growing between Steve and Eddie. Steve wonders how long it'll take until this thing has a name, but for now, it's enough that it's just something. Something good. Something just for them. A secret of the most delicious kind.

He doesn't necessarily want to lie to Dustin, of course, but he doesn't really know what else to do. Not as long as this thing between him and Eddie is still nameless and Dustin is basically cornering him in the Hawkins High parking lot, way too enthusiastic about the fact that he's there to pick up Nancy.

'No, it's not a date, you little shrimp,' he repeats for what feels like the millionth time. And that statement couldn't be more true: he and Nancy are long past their weird post-breakup-end-of-the-world confusion. It's been good to reconnect with her and he's glad that they can truly be good friends, now.

Dustin shoots him an unimpressed glare and Steve groans in frustration when the boy opens his mouth to retort.

'I'm actually seeing someone else,' he says before Dustin can speak again. If he has to hear him say one more time that he should date either Nancy or Robin, he might actually punch him in the face. And he doesn't want to do that. Not really.

Dustin gasps.

'Why didn't you tell me?!'

'Because you're being annoying as shit about my love life,' Steve shoots back.

Dustin already opens his mouth for some smartass reply, but they get interrupted by a high-pitched scream. Steve whips his head only to find Eddie dramatically running towards them, limbs flailing and a huge grin on his face.

'Stevie!' he shouts out while crashing into Steve like a cannonball. Steve huffs, but is all too happy to catch him in his arms. He knows he shouldn't let his touch linger too long, not with Dustin right there, but it's really fucking difficult to pull back within an appropriate timeframe.

'What are you doing here?' Eddie looks hopeful, like he's suspecting that Steve came to the school for him.

'I'm meeting Nancy,' he admits, feeling almost guilty about it.

'He was just telling me about this girl he's seeing!' Dustin exclaims. 'Can you believe he didn't tell me? Did you know about this, Eddie?'

Eddie's smile falls off his face within a split second, and he takes a stumbling step backwards.

'You're seeing a girl?' His voice has gone cold. Betrayal shines from his big brown eyes.

'Eddie,' Steve starts, but he doesn't know what else to say – not with Dustin standing right there and hearing every word of their conversation.

'Go fuck yourself, Harrington.' He spits the words out and turns around, leaving Steve frozen and Dustin open-mouthed.

'Eddie, wait!' Steve calls out behind him, but Eddie only throws his arm up to flip him off, without looking back.

'Shit, fuck, damnit,' Steve mumbles under his breath as he runs after Eddie.

'Eddie, listen.' He grabs his leather-clad arm, but Eddie breaks himself free from Steve's grip with force. He finally looks at Steve again, tears in his eyes.

'I don't wanna hear it,' he says with a trembling voice as he reaches his van and climbs inside.

'But Dustin was–'

'Dustin was pretty damn clear.'

'No, it's all a –'

But Eddie slams the door shut while the word misunderstanding dies on Steve's tongue unheard. Steve watches helplessly how Eddie roughly wipes a hand over his face, puts his keys in the ignition as if he's stabbing someone, and drives off.

'Steve, what the fuck,' Dustin's voice says; when Steve looks to his right, he sees that Dustin has appeared next to him. 'He thought you were his friend! Why didn't you tell him about your girl?' It sounds accusatory, and Steve can't fucking deal with this right now.

'Why didn't you shut your goddamned big mouth for once in your life?' he snaps at him.

Dustin's eyes go wide with the surprise of Steve talking to him with that much venom in his voice; it's clear that he finally realizes he did something wrong.

'Steve, I – I didn't mean to – I didn't know he'd get mad!'

Steve sighs, long and heavy.

'Go home, Henderson,' he says stiffly.

He wishes that the genuinely apologetic look on Dustin's face would be enough to make it all good, but it isn't. Not as long as he still has the look in Eddie's eyes when he drove away burnt on his retina.

'I'm sorry, Steve.' And with slumped shoulders, Dustin turns around and trudges towards the bike racks.

Update: you can read pt2 here

#I'M SORRY I PROMISE I'LL FIX IT #2 more parts will be up soon #i don't do unhappy endings and that is a rule i'll never break alright #don't mind me rambling about stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #dustin henderson #stranger things #fruity ficlet

[skiaskai]

“Since when have we been so different?”

#trigun #trigun stampede spoilers #trigun stampede #vash the stampede #i promise I’ll do things other than redraws soon!! #These have just been fun little pieces to cool down from work! #my art

[notquiteaghost]

not to complain abt the teens but i am developing a twitch abt how some teen-heavy fandoms seem to have extrapolated "queer coded" out to mean "i, the audience, read this character as queer" and now use "X coded" as if it's synonymous with "headcanon"

like, just. queer coding is when the creator adds elements to a character, such as mannerisms or clothing choices, to imply to the audience the character is queer without outright saying so. sometimes it's to get around censorship & sometimes it's to be homophobic and/or transphobic

if two characters' dynamic is "sibling coded" then that is an intentional choice by the creator. but also that doesn't actually hold up, conceptually, because there isn't a handy set of cultural touchstones for what a sibling dynamic looks like. and there's far less reason to imply that rather than outright state it. the same with "minor coded". what makes queer coding possible isn't that 'queer' is a descriptive term, it's that queer people have a defined culture and non-queer people have defined stereotypes. this is not true of every possible descriptive term.

nvm reading comprehension i need everyone to go take a media studies class. go watch the celluloid closet

#yelling at clouds #i am not a prescriptivist but words do mean things #it is better to understand the history of the terms you're using rather than guessing based on vibes i promise

[waveoftheocean]

day after tomorrow

(whee finally posting the finished version of this piece! i originally designed it for a cd charm where you can rotate wolfwood like the gif but then i figured there should be a still version too where you can pretend everything is happy and nothing hurts :))

#vashwood #trigun #trigun maximum #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #trigun maximum spoilers #trimax #trimax spoilers #uuuhhh i forgot the little tab thing isn't supposed to rotate but i am not remaking the gif so pls pretend you do not see it #god i am SO excited for this cd charm you have no idea #figuring out how to format and line everything up to make the rotation work squeezed all the juice out of my poor little braincells #but it was worth it (i hope lmao) #my art #mine #merch stuff #also if you're wondering where the church went in the gif dw it's still there!! that is both a promise and a threat :) #(it'll be on the back side of the charm)