#fixed verse

[fischbein4anne]

#ftw #mambo marie #hpedit #demi ace #fixed verse #smol #long reads #fishing #bratz icons #feburary 4th

[definegodliness]

3-4-2024, "... a Shakespearean sonnet about an obsidian girl."

#poetry #spilled ink #writing #sonnet #dark academia #obsidian #shakespearean sonnet #obsidian girl #words #spilled thoughts #poem #love poem #love poetry #romantic words #romantic poem #romantic poetry #romanticism #fixed verse #rhyme #darkness #occult #tumblr poetry

[stained-glass-salamander]

saturday for sale

There are no dreams to bridge this fever

no visions and no words, no writing, no escape

exhausted hands' grip grows feebler

the more I try to capture thoughts before they dissipate

when you shed light in, this dark hole's painted with nail marks

from me trying to climb out so many times to no avail

half alive while the sun echoes children's cries

from nearby parks - shadows, here I am!

#poem #my poetry #poems on tumblr #poetry #fixed verse #spilled ink #this flu or whatever is just making things worse dammit #but at least I wrote ✨something✨ to shake that feeling of being unable to find the right words which is nice

[pistashxo]

so are you like.. a cow or a dalmatian?

print

#across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #spiderman #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderverse #spiderverse spot #atsv fanart #atsv spot #super sketchy but i just wanted to get it out </3 #i can fix him he just needs a friend who knows what it's like

[i-ate-the-rats]

just think about it.

#Hobie's costume will change with him #noir: gray head and color music instead of body #peter is clearly in love #he will spin in front of the mirror for hours #wonderful cliché. give me two. #I see problems but see no reason to try to fix them #noirpunk #hobie brown #spider noir #spider man: across the spider verse #atsv hobie #hobie brown fanart #spider man noir #across the spiderverse #punknoir

[2ndwind]

I’m Miles Morales.

#atsv spoilers #spiderverse spoilers #spiderman #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #across the spider verse spoilers #miles morales #miles g morales #prowler #prowler miles #ya like diptychs? #i added the spider on miles’s back lol #and fixed some other stuff along the way #i think i can officially say i’m done #procreate

[stellamancer]

limitless (satoru gojo x reader)

notes: uh. should be working on my halloween fic lmaoo. but uh. thought i'd bang this out. inspired by a conversation with @shotorus about the names we use to refer to certain characters in narration. lmao.

contains: fem! reader (the only physical trait is that reader is shorter than gojo, gojo almost uses a gendered term for reader, but is cut off), established relationship (me: coughs up blood), typical gojo antics, nickname usage (darling, honey, sweetheart, babe), part of the infinite loop fic verse

wc: around 720

"...I have a question."

You look at Gojo expectantly. Normally, he just says whatever is on his mind without pause, without filter, so you don't get why he's standing on ceremony right now. "Yeah?"

"We're dating, aren't we?" he asks.

You nearly spit out your drink. He's not wrong; for better or worse, he is your boyfriend now. The fact of it is actually kind of unbelievable when you think about it. Not just you dating Satoru Gojo. But you dating Satoru Gojo. If you had told yourself that it would have come to this ten years ago, even five years ago, you would have thought yourself a liar.

Now he's the one giving you the expectant look, his lips curved upward that little smile that always manages to get your blood boiling. The cocky bastard probably just wants you to admit it.

You consider saying 'no' just for the hell of it.

You decide not to. It feels almost as if you’re pulling teeth when you respond, “...we…are.”

Gojo’s mouth puckers and you brace yourself knowing full well that he’s about to start whining about something. There’s always something with this guy…"If we’re dating, then why am I still just 'Gojo' to you? I call you by your first name!"

"You've always called me by my first name," you dead pan.

"That's because I've always loved you!"

You roll your eyes. You know that's a lie, but you don't intend to argue with him— at least not head on because you know that it’s just going to lead to a dead end. "No, you love disregarding proper social etiquette. Or rather, you don't see the point in it."

"Oh, darling, you know me so well!" Gojo gives you a saccharine smile and you almost gag.

"Don't call me that."

He pouts. "Well, if you say I always call you by name, shouldn't I call you something else to show how special you are to me?"

"...no, actually, just my name is fine." A nickname from Gojo sounds dangerous. The thought of being called some cutesy nickname in front of everyone you know is mortifying. In fact, Gojo would do it solely to embarrass you.

So, naturally, he ignores you. "If darling is no good, what about... babe? Honey?"

"Gojo, really, you don't—"

"Sweetheart? My love? Oh, I know, I bet you'd love to be called pr—"

"Satoru."

He immediately stops talking, his mouth hanging open in stunned silence. You didn't think that that would have that much of an effect to be honest. For once, it feels like you have the upper hand. You make sure to savor the moment because you know they are far and few in between.

"Just my name is fine," you repeat. "...okay?"

He gulps and answers, "...okay."

You try not to let your mind linger on the fact that his voice just now was lower than usual. "Good. So—"

"Say it again."

You blink. "Huh."

"My name," Gojo says, his voice thick with emotion. "Say it again."

When you don't say anything he takes a step toward you, the infinite cosmos in his eyes staring you down. You feel defiant. It's not fair of him to ask you anything when he looks and sounds like this. Gojo takes another step closer and you think that if you're adamant about not giving in to him you better do it before he gets too close.

"You've... " you start and hate how breathless you sound. This bastard knows exactly what he’s doing to you. "You've hit your daily limit."

Gojo pouts and takes another step. "Well, that's not fair."

"You're not fair," you retort.

He doesn't argue and you take that as Gojo admitting that he's playing dirty. "I think you should up the limit."

You hold your ground as he takes one more step closer.. "No. You think there shouldn't be a limit."

Gojo chuckles and leans down to bridge the rest of the distance between you. He cups your cheek, bringing your face closer to him. Your breath stills as you feel his own on you and it’s damn near intoxicating. His mouth is barely touching yours and your thoughts shift from trying to keep the banter going to how the slightest movement from either of you will result in a kiss.

“You’re right,” he murmurs, lips brushing against yours. “There shouldn’t.”

#satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo x you #gojo x you #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #nikuniku fics #i'm defs not the first person to write on this topic #and i won't be the last #reader never did answer his question though #but gojo gets one usage of satoru a day #they don't roll over #but if he's a good boy he can increase his allotment #unfortunately he is never a good boy #i'm going through gojo withdrawls don't look at me #i'm not really pleased with the ending #don't know how i'm gonna fix it tho #okay i gotta get back to my halloween fic #infinite loop!verse

[harveydont]

pursuit

#joker #batman #bruce wayne #rotten apples verse #ra verse #jobo #scribbles #i dont know how to fix the resolution quality so enjoy BLUR

[definegodliness]

See you, feel you

Rewarding boundless curiosity, The world bestows its marvels all around, And, so, the wonders eyes shall never see; Too sensory elusive to be found. When you are near, I need no sense of five, And surely no nerve end to touch and f e e l You — beautifully, ethereally, alive; Your presence beams — illusory, but real. Preceded by the sum of all your love, You venture forth and crawl beneath my skin, Deranging left and right; below, above, And lastly where I end, and you begin… I s e e — your love; have nothing more to gain, Except, perhaps, to kiss you in the rain.

--- 27-2-2024, M.A. Tempels ©

#poetry #spilled ink #writing #shakespearean sonnet #romanticism #romantic poem #romantic poetry #poem #love poem #love poetry #soul connection #tumblr poetry #emotion #poets on tumblr #spilled thoughts #fixed verse #sonnet #rhyme

[kate-komics]

I can not, and will not be normal about him.

#miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #across the spiderverse #across the spider verse fanart #atsv fanart #miguel o’hara fanart #I could fix him #the reference pictures I took for this are cursed

[idrinkwetcementasproteinshakes]

yayyyy finally finished with it:)

my bitch certificate was an apology letter from the condom factory

also sorry that it took so long, again:(

@aerowolf @spidey-bie

#it looks super weird though #like I’ve spent almost 10 hours on it and half a week just staring at it and wondering what’s wrong with it #the leg just looks to curved in but it’s completely straight so idk how to fix that #just ahhhhh #hobie brown #across the spiderverse #spider punk #hobie spiderverse #atsv #atsv hobie #spider verse #hobie fanart

[belleski]

There are few things in media that have made me as excited and concerned than the amount of spots that show up in the flash forward to their final fight

Also, i know we've only seen it in monochrome, but ive decided to make it as colourful as possible because i can do what i want [Image description] A digital illustration of Miles Morales as spiderman fighting The Abysal form of The spot from Across the spiderverse. Miles is drawn from the knees up and is pulling back a closed fist, with his other arm stuck in a white, spiralling hole stationed in the center of The spot's chest. Miles is looking up at The Spot, eyes wide in alarm, as The spot looms over him, hands reaching forwards as if to grab at Miles. Branching off to the left of the spot are multiple copies of him, which gradually fade into the background while still being visable spiralling into the distance. The rest of the background fades from orange to a dark red and purple and is decorated with spots of various styles and colours. From within the hole centered in spot's chest, blue electricity branches outwards, illuminating the scene around it. [End ID]

#computer fixed! art drawn on it! we're back in business babey!!!! #across the spider verse #atsv #atsv fanart #into the spider verse #itsv #miles morales #the spot #spiderman #spiderman across the spiderverse #image described #belleskiart #across the spider verse fanart

[theweirdoinurhouse]

A lousy break in

The Spot x Reader

(There seriously needs to be more Spot in the world. I keep seeing Miguel stuff. I don't want Miguel, I want Spot. So, I'm here to write about him. Because I love him)

In was the dead center of night. Lights were out in every apartment, the rats of New York city scurrying to get left over food, the sky dark with no stars. At this time, the world would be silent. Besides the heaters kicking in every hour.

So why is there noises coming from your living room?

You locked all the windows and the door, there's no way someone could've gotten in. 'Maybe they broke the window?' You would have heard it though. And the glass is pretty solid on those windows. Some short of bullet proof glass. You're glad your landlord actually cares about the people living in her apartment complex.

Before you could really think, you were slowly walking towards the door of your bedroom. You grabbed a bat on the way to the door, a gift from a friend awhile back. They said it could come in handy. Maybe now is that time.

You reached out towards the handle, and gripped it. 'Are you really going to do this? What if someone is ACTUALLY out there? ' Before you let your thoughts go any further, you turn the handle, and slowly open the door, as to not creak. You step into the hallway, facing the living room. You get your bat up, ready to hit someone in the head if you have to.

As you get closer and closer to your living room, the sounds of objects bumping into eachother and someone struggling became louder. You turned the corner, peering into the room. There's a tall man hunched down, taking things off your book shelf and shoving it into the pockets of his jacket.

Atleast, you think it's a man. His skin is white. Like, paper white. He wasn't wearing any pants so you could see his legs. There were black dots littered across his body, seeming to be moving ever so slightly. His upper body was decently big. You could tell he was a little chubby, even through his jacket. His legs were way too thin to support his upper body though.

'Stop worrying about this guy's appearance! He's stealing from you!'

"Hey!" You yell, your voice somewhat quiet as to not wake up any neighbors. The man yelped, jumping in surprise like a cartoon. He dropped the objects that were in hands, clattering onto the floor. He turned around, his hands up in surrender. You looked up to look at his face.

But all you saw was a giant black spot where his face should be. He was standing stiffly, hoping you would forget he's here. You didn't forget though. If anything, you're more intrigued than scared. You slowly let the bat down to your side. He didn't seem like a threat.

"Were you trying to rob me?" You ask, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. He seemed surprised that you weren't yelling at him. He started speaking, fumbling with his words.

"Well, uh, yes. I have a perfectly logical reason though! As you can see, I'm not the most...normal, looking. I don't have a job, or a home. So, I have to steal. That's why I'm here! Lovely place you have, by the way. Very nice." He says, looking around your living room near the end of his ramble.

His voice was oddly soothing. Very expressive, but also calming. A voice you could listen to as you fall asleep. You honestly felt bad for the guy. You can imagine it might not be easy to live looking like...that.

You let out a sigh, disappointed with yourself for what you're about to do. You drop the bat, startling the man with the sound. You walk over to your kitchen, the guy's head watching your movements. You opened a drawer, and started digging through it. As you were digging, you could feel the intruder's gaze on you. Even though he didn't have eyes.

You pulled out a plastic bag containing tips you have gotten from your job. You walk over to the man, who was still standing in your living room, still as a rock. You pulled out 100$, putting your hand out to offer it to him. He took the money in your hand, counting it. His body perked up in shock.

"I-i can't take this!" He said rapidly, holding his hands out to give you back the money. You push his hands back. "Keep it. I can always make more tips. And you seem to be terrible at this robbing thing."

After a few seconds, he put the money into his pocket. He stared at you. Or, his black dot was facing down at you. He was surprisingly tall, even taller up close.

"Spot." He said, inturrupting your thoughts.

"What?"

"That's my name. Spot"

'That's a weird name.' You decide not to say that. Instead, you tell him your name in return. His body seems to relax as you give him your name. He repeats it, saying it quietly. Like a sigh.

"Thank you, so much. I'll make it up to you, I promise!" He says, backing up away from you. You reply with a "Mhm", lazily nodding your head. He stops backing up, and all of a sudden, a giant black dot appears underneath him. He falls through it, and it disappears.

He's gone. Just disappeared. You were so busy with thinking about how that was even possible, you forgot one little detail.

He forgot to return your trinkets back onto your shelf.

(Edit: I wrote a part two to this! If you liked this part, you can find the second part in my blog. Thank you to all the people who are liking and rebloging my writing! I really appreciate it<33)

#the spot #spider man: across the spider verse #The Spot across the spider verse #writing #I seriously need more of this man #please #im here to fix our lack of Spot #or at least help #the spot x reader

[invasive]

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #itsv #into the spider verse #I am so shy with my captions here #this is craaazy old so I feel like there are lots of parts to be fixed but #it doesn't look bad ^^

[larabar]

finally finished another sketchbook good riddance🎉

#sth #doodles #hey would you guys believe me if i said this guy is on. every single page of said sketchbook. would NOT recommend #on one hand im pretty well versed in how to draw him and on the other i am oh so stuck. hes my only guy. sure i have a couple failsafes #but those only get me so far and im back to the rat again (affectionate) like. agh i need to get out of this #someone teach me how to study new stuff that would fix me #ok rant over im normal again. so sonic right #theres some prime stuff and frontiers too if you squint. looking at the third to last one #um. i think thats all i wanted to say. its 2am 🧍 #binturong......

[eyesteeth]

faulkner is actually really funny when you think about it

he is directly responsible for one drowning and indirectly responsible for many more at the age of 13. he then sits on this for 6 years.

within the first two episodes, it’s established that he’s been a member of the faith for 16 days. this is his first mission. the mission has also been going on for 16 days.

three days into this mission, he saints a man and turns him into a shrimp creature.

less than a week after that, he finds the crab equivalent of a nuke.

he nearly dies after summoning his god, gets a dorky staff in the process, and walks all the way back to the church, at which point he collapses in the middle of a sermon.

he gets a promotion, spends months in luxury, realizes he doesn't quite like this position like he thought he would, and then gets sent back out on a mission - as the leader of the group this time.

somehow, between the crab nuke and his second mission, about eight months pass. i assume most of that was him relaxing and not him walking. faulkner's day off - more like faulkner's half-year off.

this mission takes over a week but probably not as long as two, over the course of which all of his charges die except for one.

he spends a couple days getting kidnapped, rescued, and hightailing it back to base in order to prevent the religious battle that is about to go off

he survives said battle as a beacon to his people, increasing his credit

he then proceeds to kill one of his higher-ups and one of his followers

his god goes legal and there’s now an empty katabasian spot. i wonder who’ll take it. i wonder.

within the span of less than a year, he goes from a new member to someone of high ranking. he has effectively speedran religion, doubly so if he either dies as a martyr or becomes a disgraced heretic in s3. the momentum he held from drowning many people at 13 was enough to shoot him over the finish line. he has jumped into the river with both feet, completely forgetting that he can’t swim. silly guy. i hope he cries in s3. he needs it.

#tsv #the silt verses #brother faulkner #i had to physically restrain myself from getting deep into my s3 theories in this post because that’s off topic. but i do have thoughts #I WAS VERY WRONG I HAVE FIXED THE BIG WRONG. I WILL FIX LITTLE WRONGS LATER.