#the art block is getting to me my dudes send help

[tootditoot]

A sketch of a young Salome and her newly found friend

#the art block is getting to me my dudes send help #I miss my old pen #it was so smooth in comparison to what I am using now #it sadly ran out of ink #oc #oc art #sketch #ink #artists on tumblr #illustration #traditional art #salome barko #sacabambaspis

[sugarpasteltmnt]

I've been compleatly OBSSESED with neon void so far!!! It's by far my favorite fic of any I've read!! After every chapter I have to take a second to do the happy stimmies because you write all of the scenes so well. Whenever I see a new update I clear the next hour for reading it and the subsequent geek out sesion for how AMAZING it always is. You write extremely well, you convey the characters so acurately, the fight scenes are creative, the way you write Leo's perspective is AMAZING, love the font changes, the angst PALPABLE, and just over all I love everything you're able to do with this concept. The way you can see Leo's mental state deteriorating through out the fic is just *chefs kiss*. There's so much I love about the fic that I can't possibly list everything.

Also the established difference between teleporting and portaling is so great, it adds to the pure panic that void causes for the boys aside from, y'know, crazy dude capable of beating Big Mama within an inch of her life and STRAIGHT UP OFFING a buch of other yokai. It does wonders for establishing him as a threat even though he technically isn't for the turtles. Plus I'm sure that once they find out who Void really is, it will add a bunch of tension since they'll need to stop Leo from literally SCATTERING HIS ATOMS ACROSS SPACE.

AND THE CHAPTER PREVIEW ISTG I've never gotten so much serotonin from being in this much pain ;0; The gif is perfect to set the mood, I can't wait to see what happens. You're ablility to choose just the right thing to stab so many people directly through the heart is nothing short of super-natural. BUT PLEASE give the boi some happiness, if not for his sake, for mine-

ANYWAYS this is all a VERY long way of saying, I absolutely love this and I had to draw the silly boi being the silly boi. I needed to draw him happy for the health of my heart ;-; (don't worry though, I'm working on some tasty angst right now)

Can't wait to see where everything goes, GOOD LUCK TO CASEY but there only six chapters left so we're getting to the end game now >:D

Please have a wonderful rest of your week :D

THANK U SO MUCH ;w; I’m so so happy that my fight scenes are followable/enjoyable, and tho they are a binch to code I’m so happy you enjoy the funky fonts and formatting ;w; i know reading blocks of text can be intimidating/tiring for readers, so i try to break it up to help with the pacing and sprinkle in some fun, spooky fonts as treats 🩵

Something i really, REALLY loved about Rise was the fights. Not only was the animation amazing, but it was always so creative. I try my best to make the fight scenes as silly as the boys can be, while utilizing their adaptive skills to use their surroundings to their advantage.

And bruh trying to balance Leo’s insanity in a believable way has been such a (fun) challenge so it makes me so happy to hear you like it 😭🥺 and I’m so glad people seem to like the ‘teleportation’ gimmick I’ve got going on (and that it hopefully makes sense omg)

(And i will admit I’m a little proud of my chapter previews because they are so fun to write, and i like to reassure readers that 1) i have a plan and 2) I’m keeping myself accountable to finish LOL)

Also aksdlaskdhaksdh thank u for this art this part especially is SENDING ME WHEEZE 🤣🩵❗️

#he is so SILLY!!! #akasdaksd THANK U SO MUCH I LOVE IT #you translated this moment so well LOOOOL #I’m glad that my attempts at comedic moments are funny to others lmao #he’s my silly little guy your honor #tnv asks #pastel prattling #tnv fanart #the neon void tmnt #rottmnt #the neon void #tnv tmnt

[awakefor48hours]

Update: they’re now @dailyanimeships (I'm blocked so no tag there :/) but it's the same person. Update 2: they’re blocked again. Let’s celebrate

Hello everyone, I need your help getting rid of someone that's been harassing people (myself included).

This is the person in question and I need your help to get rid of them and stopping any future harassment.

Even if you're not in the Black Clover fandom, I would appreciate a moment for your time to read this. For a bit of context, if you haven't seen Black Clover, the main ship in the show is Astelle (Asta x Noelle). In the show, Noelle has a massive crush on Asta (think Amity to Luz/Marinette to Adrien/Hinata to Naruto/etc, etc). It's pretty clear that Astelle will be canon but sometimes canon doesn't matter and people ship different things. Now onto this whole shit show.

Harassing in DMs

To start off, they're basically every shade of bigot. My moots and I have gotten really nasty DMs from dailyasnoel and I'm going to censor them because there's pretty bad slurs in them.

The first one was sent to me and the second one was sent to @the-geek-librarian

We're both in a server and everyone in this server (nearly 15 of us) have been blocked. Keep in mind, not a single one of us had ever interacted with them in our lives. We've all tagged our posts properly and haven't said a single negative thing about Astelle or their blog. They went out of their way to send us these DMs with very hateful slurs all because we don't want the same fictional teenagers kissing.

Harassing others

This isn't even the first time that dailyasnoel has gone after people simply for just shipping Noelle with another character. These two, ramiliadoesstuff and kcuf-ad have also posted about been harassed.

Along with that, there is now a ship week for Kahonoelle (a femslash ship involving Noelle) being run by moot @t-f-t (Alex) and this was the response to the original post (a post that was tagged properly and no malice towards anyone) announcing this.

This could've just been the end of it but they felt the need to send an ask to Alex expressing their disgust because there's people who don't want the same fictional teenagers kissing.

Then there's this lovely comment on that post.

Guess who's going to be extremely annoying during Kahonoelle week. (BTW, wouldn't it be really funny if we got them off the internet before their shit ass Astelle week).

Fanfiction

This harassment isn't just on tumblr either, it's on AO3 too.

I scrolled through the Yunoelle (Yuno x Noelle) tag on AO3 and the comments on some of these fanfictions are so vile. There's so many hate comments and I didn't even screenshot all of them because there's so many of them.

I found comments left by people with the username "dailyasnoel" and other guest users with different usernames that make similar comments to dailyasnoel because I assume it's the same person.

Making the Devils Cry

Yuno and Noelle Oneshots

When the Sea Goddess Snaps

Hot Tub Accident

While scrolling the Yunoelle tag, I noticed that there's people who have started limited their comment section, have deleted comments with responses like "dude, calm down," or have made their fanfictions private.

And even as a little side note, I want to make it clear that I was able to look at every single Yunoelle fanfiction on AO3 because it's not even a popular ship. There's only 31 fanfictions for them so a lot of these fanfictions are written by the same authors. On the other hand, Astelle has been consistently the most popular ship in the fandom and even has the most fanfictions. So it's not even like Astelle fans are hurting for fanfictions or that Yunoelle fans are invading their spaces.

The actual blog

The icing on this queerphobic, harassing, racist cake is that they're an art thief. Their blog only has art and all of it is from other people. There's no indication these are reposts, there's no signs that they got permission to repost these, nor any links to the original posters. (original art links > 1/2/3)

If you know nothing about Black Clover or the fandom, I want to make this abundantly clear, this is behavior is unacceptable. This fandom has been very peaceful as of late and this one person does not speak for Astelle fans in the slightest. The Astelle fans I've interacted with are quite lovely, and if Asta or Noelle or Tabata (the creator) saw this, they'd be disgusted.

Whether or not you're in the Black Clover fandom is irrelevant. This is a horrible person and art thief, please report and block this person. Together, we can get rid of this person.

@dailyasnoel I know you have me blocked but if you happen to read this, I want you to know that if this small part of you that you show on the internet is even a modicum similar to how you behave in real life (joking or not), you are going to live a very sad and lonely life.

I hope you enjoy your own company because no one will want to be your friend, no one will support you, and above all else, no one will mourn you. Your absence will be treated with nothing but joy and whimsy because you are a sad and pathetic parasitic monster.

#best part about all this #dailyasnoel couldn't even be right #i don't even ship yunoeIIe #i ship kahonoeIIe #i headcanon yun0 as aroace #AND i do (guess i should say “did” now) like asteIIe #anyway prepare to feel the wrath of someone who barely makes minimum wage

[untaemedqueen]

At Your Service

Escort!Jeongguk x CEO!Reader

Genre: Strangers to Lovers!AU, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Chapter 11.

Series Warnings (Will Be Updated): Angst, Fluff, Cold Heartedness, Emotional Trauma, Healing, Smut, Dark Humor

"Did you pack enough stuff in your bag?" Jeongguk inquires, tilting his head to look at you as he drives your car towards his apartment.

"Yes," you reply with a laugh.

"Enough stuff to last a lifetime?" he jeers with a soft smile.

You packed enough clothes for multiple days even if your brain was screaming at you to be reasonable but with Guk you can't really help it.

He was so excited to take you home with him that you didn't even feel human, you felt as if you were a beautiful piece of art or the sweetest pet known to man. So when he finally got you in the car to go stay with him at his apartment, you too felt overjoyed.

"Taehyung and Jimin are gonna come over later, I promised to cook them dinner," the escort announces, pulling up to his block.

You've heard so much about his two friends while laying beside one another that it almost makes you feel nervous about meeting them. Which is a feeling you're certainly not used to.

"What if they don't like me?" you find yourself asking as he parks the car.

When he shuts off the engine, he tilts his head towards you, eyebrow cocked with a disbelieving expression. "Why would they not like you? You're incredible, baby."

The compliment sends your stomach coiling and your mind reeling instantaneously. But you're pulled back to reality when his soft, warm hand coasts over your cheek sweetly.

"Well my personality isn't for everyone and what if--"

"Baby," Jeongguk cuts you off sweetly, leaning in just the smallest bit closer, "your personality is astounding. Jimin and Tae can be idiots but they would never treat you wrongly. They know how much this means to me, how much you mean to me. They're going to love you."

You've always been under the impression that the sudden romantic relationship you've entered has had a profound impact on the handsome escort but it's never really sunk in until now.

You mean something to this man.

Strangely, it doesn't put you off of him for a second. You want to get to know him more, you want more of these talks and more of these feelings.

You're for once willing to open up to someone and let them in.

Fuck being scared and cold, you're personality is basically rewriting itself with every earnest word he speaks and you're in love with that notion.

"Ready?" Guk asks, grabbing your bag from the backseat and pulling it over the middle console.

"Yes," you reply sweetly.

You're ready for pretty much anything now, Jeongguk is absolutely worth it.

The apartment building the escort lives in is simple but you find it apt for him and his personality. The hallways are lined with cream wallpaper that have tiny lines decorating them vertically that somehow makes it feel homey and comfortable. The sconces on the walls are simple pewter and the light they give off is just the slightest bit yellow which compliments the wallpaper and the dark gray carpet underfoot.

The escort looks in his element here, slinging your expensive bag over his shoulder he glides down the hallway with confidence. To see someone in their own home is usually the most eye opening thing, you can see their comfort level, what they like, how they act in a place of their own.

For you, your mansion was never really home so you aren't sure what people can see about you when you're inside of it.

Guk whistles a sweet tune that carries through the stagnant air as he rounds the corner of the hall and he slings his arm over your shoulders with a smirk. "4D, this is us."

Us.

You aren't sure if he plans out the things that he's going to say or if he really is just the sweetest, smoothest person of all time.

"Brace yourself," he whispers happily.

Your body goes almost rigid on his command, hearing nail scratches behind the front door of his apartment.

"He's a big dude," the escort whispers, putting the key in the lock.

"Hawking, step back," Jeongguk calls through the door with a laugh.

When he cracks the door open, you can see the huge door excitedly wagging his tail, hoping to welcome his owner home.

"We have a guest!" Guk cheers, stepping inside the apartment and waiting for you with a smile.

When you step inside the large black great dane is up to your waist and he's not paying a lick of attention to you as he runs around his owner happily greeting him home.

When the escort laughs vibrantly, crouching down to accept the love, your heart flutters sweetly inside of your chest. He looks up at you with his soft doe eyes and you immediately feel warmth spreading through your limbs like a drug.

"Look! Isn't daddy's girlfriend so pretty?" Guk coos, standing up tall.

Your skin raises goosebumps at the simple word and you're taken aback by how naturally it rolls off his tongue.

"Hi Hawking," you whisper, petting the top off his head.

"You are my girlfriend, right? I'd hate to lie to man's best friend," the escort quips, setting down your bag on the couch.

Hawking licks your hand sweetly and you want to just sit down beside him and hold him for days, he looks up at you so sweetly that it makes you feel like mush.

When you have a chance to look around the apartment you notice how completely clean it is. There's not a piece of dust or a crumb anywhere in sight. Not to mention how bright and open it is with all the windows around.

The escort has comfortable furniture and the house feels more lived in, something you would never feel in the dark mansion you own.

"Sit down," your boyfriend insists, throwing himself down on the couch.

He opens his arms, narrowing his eyes at Hawking who tries to jump on the couch before you.

You can tell that you're moving awkwardly already, especially when your muscles strain awkwardly to sit down.

The escort can tell almost immediately how uncomfortable you are and he tries to help by running a soothing hand over your exposed thigh.

"What do you want me to make for dinner?" he inquires, brushing some hair back behind your ear.

The question distracts you and suddenly you're too concerned with your thoughts that you sag comfortably against him and the couch.

"I can just order something for all of us," you suggest, looking over at him.

He shakes his head, groaning loudly when his large dog jumps on the couch and lays their weight on him.

"You're not a Yorkie, buddy. Jesus!" he wheezes, petting Hawking as he lays his head over your lap.

"He's really cute," you whisper, smiling down at him.

"The guys like it," Guk announces, stretching his legs out and putting them atop his coffee table.

Raising an eyebrow, you tilt your head to look at him in confusion.

"Jimin and Taehyung," he clarifies, kissing your cheek, "they like my cooking."

"I didn't know you cook," you reply, allowing him to pull you closer.

"I love cooking. Hopefully you'll enjoy it too. I'll even make you dessert," the escort whispers, winking.

"What kind?" you inquire innocently, looking around the living room.

"Somethin' real tasty," he answers, slapping your inner thigh just hard enough to produce a sting that makes you suck a shallow breath between your teeth.

"How does Coq au Vin sound?" your boyfriend asks, combing his fingers through his hair.

"If you can make that, sure," you whisper, running your hand over Hawking's head when he begins to doze off on your lap.

"Oh, baby, I can make anything," he promises, sliding his dog off his lap to get up.

Being in this apartment with this man makes you really feel like this is something that you can get used to.

You can already feel yourself opening up, you want to experience these things again even if you fight it every step of the way.

Jeongguk is not Jasper.

He's not out to hurt you.

You keep reminding yourself over and over again but it isn't as easy as just berating yourself for being so closed off.

The apartment smells simply divine, the aroma of red wine and perfectly cooked vegetables permeate the air wonderfully.

Jeongguk truly is amazing at everything.

The gentle pop music that echoes throughout the apartment and the sight of your handsome man cooking dinner has allowed you to relax to the fullest extent possible.

Currently, you're lying long ways on the large black couch with Hawking beside you. For such a big dog he truly is incredibly gentle.

The escort moves with such grace around his kitchen. Even though it's small and cozy, he makes it seem like he's in a restaurant.

Jeongguk hums melodically to the current song that plays, bringing a spoon coated in the stew liquid to his mouth.

You watch with rapt fascination as he enters the spoon past his lips and he nods to himself before grabbing the pepper and eyeballing more into the pot.

Hawking licks at your elbow for attention and you realize you've stopped paying attention to anything else. You're enraptured with the shirtless man making you dinner in his apartment.

You give a kind smile to the dog, going back to mindlessly petting him.

When Jeongguk claps, you tilt your head to watch his arm muscles flex and contort with the movement.

After putting the pot in the oven, he turns his head to look at you only to realize you've been staring for quite some time. He smiles widely at the sight of your innocent eyes and he winks at you fof good measure.

"What do you think?" he asks, holding up two different bottles of red wine.

"The Marquise is good for deep dishes like this one," you reply, pointing to the left bottle.

"Perfect," he smiles, setting down the left one and grabbing the wine opener for the right one.

This is so domestic.

You would never think that this is something you would be doing on a random Thursday.

Your boyfriend brings over a glass for you, filled perfectly to the curve of the glass.

"My dad used to be a line cook so I know some stuff about cheffing it up," Guk says, handing you the glass.

"It smells amazing!" you reply earnestly.

He lifts your ankles, sitting down at the end of the couch and narrowing his eyes playfully at his dog who simply lays his head on your breast lazily.

"You can change and get comfy y'know, you look too good in that expensive dress to be sitting on a couch covered in dog hair," your boyfriend offers, running his fingers thoughtlessly over your calf.

"I wanna make a good first impression," you avow, taking a sip of the wine.

It's the truth, really. Jimin and Taehyung are probably incredibly protective of him. They helped him through everything with Chloe, it's only right that they have their reservations about you.

Hell, you even have reservations about you.

"Just be yourself and they're going to love you," Guk promises, angling himself closer to you.

You set the wine down on the coffee table, letting the pop you don't normally listen to wrap you in a comforting blanket of melodic tones.

"Y'know," your boyfriend breathes, smirking wickedly at you, "I can always get you naked and make you change."

You laugh softly, adoring how his mocha orbs become lustfully playful at the drop of a hat.

"Oh really?" you counter, knowing full well that Hawking is so large that there wouldn't be any way to do anything sexual.

"Mhm," he cajoles, clicking his teeth sharply, "Hawk, get down, bud."

The dog heeds his owners words, jumping off and over the arm of the couch easily.

Okay.

An oversight on your part.

"Uh," you breathe, looking at the door.

The escort slides between your thighs and he notches an eyebrow at your flustered expression. "They don't have a key."

He kisses up what is exposed on your thighs and you can simply only squirm lustfully under his touch.

"Lemme give you your dessert before dinner," he mumbles against your skin.

Your fingers card through his long black locks and right when you reach the apex of your thighs, the door's lock begins to open.

Guk is so flustered by the loud noise that he recoils so fast from you he almost pulls a muscle in his neck.

"Oh honey, we're home!" Jimin yells, thrusting the door open.

You look up wide eyed, slowly closing your knees and the older man immediately knows he's intruded upon something.

"What're you crazy kids doin'?" he guffaws, clearly not bothered by the flustered sight of you both.

"Where did you get a key?!" Jeongguk gasps, tossing the throw blanket on the top of the couch over your legs.

Taehyung steps inside politely, nodding his salutations to you.

"You should really keep track of your belongings, Gukkie. I took your spare when we were here last time! You should be grateful. What if you end up choking one day and I'm the only one that can save you," Jimin replies happily, pouring himself a glass of wine.

"Seems like he was about to be choking on something else," Taehyung muses with a smirk, giving you a once over.

"This is Taehyung and Jimin," your boyfriend whispers softly, extending a hand from one to the other.

Oh.

This evening is going to be interesting.

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#at your service #ays #chapter 11 #chap 11 #jeongguk smut #jeongguk fic #jungkook fic #bts fic #jeon jeongguk #jeon jungkook

[sistervirtue]

making a copy of this bc op disabled reblogs and i just got reminded it existed and would like to not lose it

ok so . im outing myself to the world but thats fine this is too funny to not share

so. ive run a roleplay blog for a few years. i keep it separate from my main, yknow, its just a side hobby and ive been doing it since i was like, 12. its cringe but hey yknow at least im not 30 and writing ya novels

now its pretty common for rp blogs these days to have rules. right? you dont want to just bag any weirdo on this website, and as you can imagine bnha roleplayers are batshit crazy (see: conversion therapy todoroki) so mine are pretty strict and detailed. because ive been doing it long enough to be exposed to what counts as carbon monoxide poison from a screen. one of those rules is "if youre mutuals with people who write porn of the kids even aged up im blocking you we're keeping a ten foot pole on this". because as a 20 year old man i have a healthy disinterest in seeing paragraphs of teenagers fucking

so the dash is astir with talk of a guy writing age up bakugou porn and im like ok whatever. make a post bitching about it . mutual likes those posts but then the mutual is turning around and being buddy buddy with this guy so i dm the mutual like hey whats going on here . mutual is like "well why dont you talk it out with him hes not as mean as he seems i prommy" and im like sure whatever i can have civil conversation and if it ends with One Less Person writing weirdo porn then i might be able to get into heaven

so i dm him and he loses his fucking mind. it lasted all of 10 minutes because he was sending paragraphs like this and i was too tired to give a shit

(take note of my icon thats a special tool thatll help us later)

(also he goes by the name rxgelord. WITH the x. thats also important just because its funny as fuck)

so the guys clearly bothered by the idea that people might possibly talk about him without his permission and im a little miffed after being misgendered (which hed do again later) so i just post our dms. swing first and hey batter batter lets play ball i dont give a shit this is bnha roleplay

once again: loses his damn mind. he makes a psa post about me talking about how im just some pussy infant and hes too HARD for me and shit and also they do bakudeku muffin roleplay in the comments of that post which is fucking insane

anyway. at one point while joking about the whole thing i called him a "wannabe bakugou kinnie" as a joke and apparently he felt a very serious need to address this

and im like holllllllllllllly fucking shit

you may have noticed that his posts are incredibly over-formatted. this goes for everything he does he is pouring a LOT of time and energy into typing his 9 paragraphs about how im an insane bitch or whatever. (if theres literally one thing i can give him credit on its that his graphic editing skills are kinda good. i will be honest) his rules document is also just as insane and features gems such as:

(this dude thinks hes pulling bitches on a bnha roleplay blog)

so we're just full on ragging on him at this point and hes getting MADDDDDDD MAD. he misgenders me again and when i point it out he has the following excuse:

(art by @/pcktknife. anyways)

after a certain point i get dmd an old copy of a 130+ page callout he had a year prior and im like WHAT and it included his yugioh rp blog career and various allegations like having been involved in gang violence, doxxing, etc. also a picture of the hickies he bragged about leaving on his uwu pink glitter gf which looked more like he was trying to go for the killing bite but hey. yknow. apparently im a toddler idk how that works

along in this we also find his twitch account, which was under the name rxgelord, and it featured edited graphics of his real life face with bakugou. he posts selfies a lot too i wont share them even if theyre public but he has knuckle tats and a goatee and uses the greyscale filter. if this gives you an idea. he also had 5 twitch followers and detailed his desire to be a rapper/dj and im like holllllly fucking shit this guy cant be a real person. holy fuck.

anyways. skipping a lot of unnecessary bullshit and paragraphs of text with gifs from 2013 attached hes constantly going on about how we wont just "say it to his face" which i think is hilarious bc i was, the entire time. but im like ok fine you want me so bad

so i send him this. he posts about how "he won when he got all might" (for some reason hes calling my ex mutual by the character name. i dont know) and then hasnt posted in 4 days. he deleted his twitch. im a little worried bakugou. dont say that. may have actually chased this man off the internet . to go have real life sex with his real life girlfriend so he isnt so mad

anyway we ended up turning one of his posts into an eminem uberduck

im honestly probably forgetting something this was so much and it was so fucking funny and honestly im glad to have been there

update: he has not in fact posted since last summer. god bless.

#just copy pasted it . for posterity #very funny how in the og ppl are asking abt ctt. dont worry abt it #bakugou dont say that

[twin-books]

Can you draw redraw with this cuties!?

https://at.tumblr.com/sashamoon19/704241433319784448/99wl4qlai8a5

This concept art features Gorgeous Nathan from the gym club (AKA Pre Felix) and Marietta (Or Marinette)!

You have very nice drawings,I like it,Dude!!Very beautiful and creativity.Your drawings are just a masterpiece!!!

Firstly, I must thank you for helping me identify that the dude in this concept is Gorgeous Nathan. I always thought he couldn't be Felix because he seemed different, and it's not just because of the outfit, though that's a heavy reason. I never thought about it being Gorgeous Nathan but that does make the most sense. Also, I must say I very much appreciate you referring to him by his full title. Beautiful. We always appreciate Gorgeous Nathan from the Gym Club. (I will bully this man relentlessly for this title, I swear). For those who don't like using links that they can't be sure where they lead, this is the image anon is talking about:

Anyway, I'm not sure if you were actually asking me to draw them separately or redraw this image. I went with redrawing it. I do have this image and I very much love it more compared to the final product. So I decided to redraw it based on what ended up being the final product and on this sketch version. The final product involves the weird combination of Marinette and "Bridgette" and Felix. There was not much else in the scene besides two people and a car and while I liked the focus on Felix and "Bri" it looked so barren and lifeless somehow compared to all other concept images. That isn't to say the art is bad, of course. The art was very, very good. It just didn't have quite the same life I loved about the other concepts so it's one of my least favorites. Here's them compared side by side:

I quite liked the sketch because of life it had and I wanted to somehow mimic that without people so I decided to add a lot more plant life and hopefully bring more "energy" you could say. I'm not sure I did it justice. I also did some very sloppy coloring because I thought it would be fun. I don't really love the outfit Marietta have so I did my best with what I was provided. That's one of the things I preferred about the final image. I will say I couldn't help myself and added Marietta's necklace even though this isn't quite the Marietta we know because she seemed to have the more Marinette-like bangs.

But here it is... I did my best. I much prefer the original products myself but this was fun. I recommend clicking on it. This image is big so Tumblr makes it look worse. XD

I really had to deconstruct this image. I went through tracing the very basic shapes of it to get the basic idea of the energy then I went to making my own building blocks so I could draw my own style over top of that then it was redrawing it all over again and so forth and so on... I basically drew this image multiple times. Can't say I'm all that thrilled with this one. I actually don't quite like it. But I do try to be honest about my art journey. I am one of those artists who believes it's the fun that's important and I had a whole lot of fun making it. Except Gorgeous Nathan's head. That wasn't fun. Very unfun. You think I would hate his hands but no it was his freaking head. Ironic since that's the stuff I draw the most; heads and faces. I hope you at least like it, even just a little bit. Maybe one day I can draw them again without trying to measure up to someone else's work, I suppose. That's probably what threw me off a lot, that I really wanted to do it justice even though I knew this would be a very simple drawing. Thanks for the request! It was very fun to draw this version of the characters! I also very much like the story this one tells! Also anon, I gotta ask... are you the same anon sending me all the wonderful asks in my inbox? I, of course, appreciate them but it did get me curious! I hope you're having a wonderful day, afternoon, evening, night, or whatever time it is where you are! <3

#marietta #gorgeous nathan from the gym club #I will never get over this title #I will never not make fun of gorgeous nathan from the gym club #ml concepts #ml concept art #miraculous ladybug #digital art #TB's art #sketch #ask me anything #anon ask #ask me about miraculous concepts #just having fun #marietta and gorgeous nathan both deserve more love #forever calling him gorgeous nathan

[sisinorth]

How does it feel to know that you've bullied countless people out of the TF fandom? You have a reputation, people talk about how scared they are to stand up to you. It's gonna catch up to you someday. You're a sick person and you should feel ashamed

Dude… all the people I’ve ever called out before are related to one of two things: scamming artists and writers in the fandom out of promised pay for their labor, or uh for litterally being TFcon and banning “crossdressing” at cons and not communicating with artists.

For the first, I’ve provided proof via spreadsheets and investigations of Kickstarter activities that involved misallocations of funds. If you wanna read that callout, which by the way I was asked to write by members of a project who did not feel safe publicly calling it out themselves, its here(thread):

And the other one… the TFcon one, is here (thread):

Though I’m guessing by “bullying” you mean blocking people or privately talking to my friends about someone when they were a fuck to me.

Idk how to tell ya this bud but that’s not really the same thing as bullying. If someone put you up to saying this to me, uh maybe take a moment to think about how they treat others around them and if it’s really the kind of behavior you think is worth sending cringe anon hate over. Usually when I’m mad about something like someone was a dick to my friends I try to do something with a positive impact that helps my community or friend group. Like making a gift for someone, or making a public VRchat avatar for folks to enjoy. Or drawing some vent art then talking about my feelings. I hope you find a healthy outlet for your misplaced rage, and take some time to reflect on what’s actually bugging you feelings wise. I’m gonna go make a quest version of that Mirage model so everyone has a chance to twerk with him if they wanna lol.

Ps: find someone cooler to be afraid of. I spend most of my time drawing weird stuff like overlord with a big butthole and robots with balls. I’m slightly flattered that you find me intimidating, but like really I don’t have much pull in the fandom. The fact you came to my tumblr where i get like zero engagement kinda speaks to that. When I speak up about things it’s usually because I’ve seen my friends or someone I care for being hurt, or in very rare cases someone has violated my privacy. These are all very easy things to avoid doing.

#diskhorse #fandom wank #anon hate #lol how did you even find my tumblr I hardly use the thing

[al-norton]

Dude!!! (gender neutral) Your art is amazing!! Your compositions, color palettes, the vibes! All of it! Fantastic work!!!! What brushes do you use? How do you go about picking colors and painting?

Lol thanks so much, I really appreciate it!

I currently work with Procreate inbuilt brushes and MaxPacks sample pack! His shit is Amazing, but very much not cheap so the sample pack is really all I allowed myself to get from him so far :) and I’m pretty happy with it! Very good gouache brush 🤠

From Procreate, I’d say my most used brushes are Nikko Rull for blocking in the shapes, Salamanca for more subtle renders and the see-though effects, and Blackburn for bold gestures. but, you know, it’s definitely not all I use and my brushes and process change from one piece to another

As for picking colors and painting…. Well, that’s a broad ass question :D it’s really hard to give you an answer in words… I’d say the answers are in the arts themselves and if you study them you’ll find them more easily then from me giving you a muddy and long description of my process, esp since it changes a lot depending on what kickstarts the piece. But if you have more specific questions, feel free to send them my way and I’ll answer to the best of my ability! Like, if you want to know the thought process behind a specific art or a specific choice made, I can probably explain that in a way that is helpful

#I also have brushes recomendations for CSP and Photoshop somewhere of my blog from previous eras… #tumblr is horrible at looking things up though so let me know if you want a reblog of that or smth #and really don’t be shy about asking questions anbout my work! I love answering them! this one is just Really broad #and thanks again for the compliments! made my day xoxo

[6ad6ro]

man do any of u guys remember tumblr user fuckyeah1990s? they were maybe the first “big” tumblr blog to reblog my stuff. which def helped me blow up early on (i used to be an upcoming game giffer n got featured etc n had a ton of momentum until i just stopped caring).

they seemed cool and would send me nice asks. and they def made my posts blow up (ugh i was so naive like visibility is so worthless). so i thought they were neat. but i was new to tumblr. i didn’t understand that they were taking other people’s posts and adding themselves as the source (you used to be able to edit posts). so if anyone clicked on the post it’d link to their blog where they sold stolen art as tshirts. they’d edit posts in other ways to make em look like they were theirs too, or just straight up steal content and reupload as their own. one of the notable times i’d noticed they stole a friend’s post, n so i mentioned it to my friend. and when the friend asked staff to remove the stolen post, fy1990s sent my friend all this really cringey anon hate. they were SO mad somebody dared to keep them from stealing. this kinda stuff had been happening all the time, but a lot of people in the retro circles on here didn’t realize what they were doing was on such a big scale. and they had soooooo many fans. mostly like 13yos who thought they were this cool 90s vibes teen just like them. which is actually what they presented as even tho they were clearly like in their 40s. nothin wrong with bein older and on tumblr, but this was back when tumblr was still kinda new and most of us were in our 20s at the oldest. and the issue was they were literally using a voice changer to try and sound way younger than they were and pretending to be like 17. it was SUPER creepy. and if you really looked into their blog, you’d start to notice they were def flirting with all these underage peeps. right before i finally unfollowed/blocked, i saw they were “making a movie” and all these young girls from their followers were getting involved and the movie looked like pure shit. it was clearly them just shooting random footage on their phone so they could creep on these girls. pretty sure this is the shit that finally caught up with them and got them deleted. or they finally deleted themselves because there was way too much evidence. who even knows but thank god they’re gone bc fuck that dude. to this day i still see old posts ppl are reblogging of dead blogs that have their source edited to link to fuckyeah1990s and it all comes back to me. like their residue still pollutes this website. what an absolute shithead.

[lover-of-skellies]

Hi sans, i just wanted to warn you just in case user "do not disturb and I'm going to block on you!" but and their who is this account "nooneperhaps " ever "do not forced!" you keep going to draw grey the rat from larva series and max from goofy, and then proceed to "do not steal and traced!" your art. "Do not Avoid!" their request because many fell for this, here's the full thread of their actions:I

thought it was a series this user owned, sorry for getting confused. But my answer remains the same. drawing doodle and sketch... Larva series grey the rat <:[

Everyone needs to help and ask you drawing rat

Please be aware safe and be careful!

I'm not drawing that ugly ass rat, that whole thing was a setup so the person asking could steal the art that was made of the rat and the dude from the goofy movie, and from what I know, there were a lot of red flags with their multitude of Tumblr blogs

I'm not getting involved in this. People stop sending me asks about it

#anon #asks #if this is a warning thank you i appreciate it #but like #i know already

[elysiumarchieve]

how do you start writing fics here in the tumbler app :person_standing:

while i'm nowhere near to give a qualified answer, i'll try and give a few tips that helped me a lot😭 although most of them aren't really focused on the writing itself and more on how you present the writing to the people on this app, because i think it's also rather important

i think what matters most is that you have a clear set of characters you want and can write - in my case that happened to be scaramouche because i'm somewhat obsessed with that tiny dude and really enjoy writing him

then, kind of the thing i did was to request people to send me requests LMAO but i think you can also attract a huge by simply posting something you already have written or something that just crossed your mind and tag it properly.

nice layouts are also kind of a key to catch people's attention and formatting too - if the writing happens to be too cluttered or if it's a giant block with text it can kind of appear unappealing to the eye and people might not finish what you wrote (atleast that's what i heard from some people)

for layouts, i liked checking out other blogs and what they did - not copying but getting inspired by them to see what i could also try out. (what i personally dislike is using pinterest pfps, but mainly because most of them are just uncredited edits of fanart, so i always try to use official art and stuff)

first and foremost, it's important that you have fun. it's your blog and you can do whatever you want. eventually, even if it might take some time, people will notice your writing! <3 proper tags and good formatting are the key i think (and also learning how to use tumblr app that shit took me weeks actually)

i suck at explaining stuff HELP but anon if you ever post something feel free to dm me and send me it <3 i'd be so happy to see you post something (although i don't know who you are but n e ways)

#tia.txt #i have no idea how i managed to do anything on here #i hope this is helful?? #it probably isn't #but it's what i did at least and it helped me a lot😭 #anon if you want you can also dm me if there are any questions😭 #i'm shit at explaining stuff

[ollyou]

It's seriously so annoying to see you constantly stir up drama, please stay on twitter. You send your followers after people and even if I block you the entirety of PMTOK rides your dick over everything you say and it's on my fucking feed anyways. Being in a server with you was seriously hell. Not saying who I am, so you get to guess. Get a fucking job. (Still in your server BTW, but I'll leave soon <3)

(Not a genuine response; talking about a silly dream I had under the cut)

I had a dream about us last night where you were this cool artist I admired the art of (who doesn’t exist outside the dream world) who was following me and we DMed each other on Discord all nicely sometimes, but over time you grew increasingly hostile and mean towards me and my art skills until some day after sending this ask, you just DMed me confirming it was you, and blocked me. But for some reason, you were able to keep sending me DMs and I just wasn’t able to respond, and you just kept DMing me ranting about me and how you hate me over and over again every time I thought you were done, but I eventually realized I could just react to your messages with letter emojis, and after a long time of not knowing what to write, spelled out “dummy” (but like, with a weird N emoji for the second M). You then proceeded to explode at me, in shock I would be so “rude” to you, but then I realized I was somehow able to just type full sentences using letter emojis on Discord. I kept writing responses and you read them, although I took a very long time pressing each button, making several spelling errors, but I talked about how I still think your art is cool, but what’s not cool is how randomly rude you started getting to me. I said I liked your Olivia design, which you apparently had, and posted it somewhere you could see (I kinda forgot the details about this one). You saw the drawing, and went silent before you unblocked me without telling me, and sent a transparent edit of the Olivia drawing I made. You said you liked it, and thanked me, and a minute later, it was your profile picture. I was REALLY surprised and confused about your sudden change of heart, but we kept talking for a bit, and somehow got back on good terms. You said you actually don’t mind me now, and want to be friends, so we became friends! We shared PMTOK art with one another and even eventually hung out irl, somehow (everyone I know in my dreams is capable of meeting me irl easily, for some reason). I wound up telling Sega about this, and we were just relieved we had someone who we could respect. I think you might’ve even drawn ME fanart, but I don’t remember!

The end 😇

(OH YEAH ALSO it’s probably worth it to mention i dont send my followers after people nor do i frequently get into drama unless it’s asking someone to take a post involving me or sega down ((MOSTLY TO ART THIEVES)) idk what sort of stuff this anon has been looking for but no one’s left my INACTIVE server i havent checked since January 26, 2023 and im pretty sure this is a troll)

(Oh also also @ anon: if you’re not trolling and want me to give you a legitimate response then just like… DM me dude i dont bite I’d be more than happy to help with whatever problems my existence is causing you /hj? gen? idk LOL just dm me you’ll be fine)

#rambling #negative #only tagging negative bc of the original ask’s content #but i rather enjoyed my dream #sorry for anyone who had this put on their following list posts or whatever LMAO #I didnt want to respond but i thought this was funny

[deerteatime]

☆★I MAY BE CRINGE BUT I AM FREE☆★

Hey hey!! i'm TEA!!! tea is ME!!! welcome to my BLOG!!!!! pretty much everyone is cool here EXCEPT: ◇ THE OBVIOUS (racists, nazis, pedophiles, zoophiles, bigots of any type, and people who genuinely support/condone any of the previously mentioned things irl) ◇ TERFs & other flavors of exclusionists/queerphobes. solidarity >>> separation. ◇ People who ship irl people. If you have permission im like slightly more ok with it but if its without permission or if the irl people have expressed discomfort with it then im definitely not cool with it. Edit: I'm totally fine w rpf, its only the shipping i'm iffy about.

»THE DUDE WHO RUNS THIS PLACE« (basic info) i am TEA!!!! (or toby or rose) ☆ she/he/they prns (order of preference. also epic gnc moment) ☆ number one maskiplier enjoyer on all of tumblr (idc that he's not cannon he is. to me.) ☆ my favorite character archetype is "just some guy covered in blood" and i will annoy everyone about it ☆ cringe culture is dead! go crazy go stupid!!! all fandoms r welcome here!! if i catch you making fun of people I'm kicking you out!! »other socials!!« ao3: w1steria tea quotev: 3dragona3

If you are uncomfortable with my posts or the fandoms I engage in PLEASE BLOCK ME!! Curate your online experience for YOU!! »CONTENT YOU WILL FIND ON THIS BLOG!!« ☆ Youtube egos (markiplier/jse original characters) ✯ Creepypasta/slenderverse/SCP (online horror in general) ☆ Scene stuff!! »OTHER INTERESTS THAT MIGHT POP UP« ✯ A hat in time ☆ JTHM (this one happens pretty intensely so beware) ✯ Various music artists ☆ Rhythm games (mostly beat saber) ✯ Antique ceramics (especially teacups and other teaware!!!! if you tag me in a cool teapot picture i will love you forever) ☆ Some other stuff I'm forgetting »CONTENT YOU WILL NOT SEE« ☆ Any shipping (it just doesn't appeal to me but i have nothing against it! if i rb ship art it's normally bc i like the art style.) ✯ Fandom discourse of any type (also does not appeal to me & is more trouble than it's worth)

»TAGGING SYSTEM« for triggers/content warnings, I always use cw [thing]. for example, if an art piece I'm reblogging has a gun I'll label it cw gun. shoot me an ask if you want me to tag for anything! »GENERAL TAGS« ❀ Tea's updates blog updates/random thoughts ✿ Sceneposting on main Scene stuff on main. i used to have an active sideblog for it but it's basically merged with my main. ❀ Support for my followers moral support or information that would be beneficial for some of you to know ✿ Resources similar to the above but mainly for important information that would help people. ❀ Decor Graphics I'm saving for later. Sources for everything used in this post are there!! »ART TAGS« ❀ Tea's art!! :D self explanatory: this is my art tag. ✿ Cool fanart!! Fanart tag. if you want to avoid text posts & just want to look at pretty fanart, this tag is for you! ❀ Using art powers for evil cursed art. normally well done or funny but inherently cursed. kind of a wip

◇ ◈BLOG BOUNDARIES◈ ◇ ✦ Tag games I love these!! don't feel shy, tag me in as many things as you want. ✦ Asks I love getting asks! chatting with you guys is a treat. I normally always have some kind of ask game post floating around so if you don't know what you want to say you can use those as a starter. ✦DMs Mutuals only, please. If you want to say something that you're afraid to say publicly in an ask, though, go for it! (ps mutuals if you want my discord I'm more active there and I will send it if you ask) ✦Mutual aide/donations posts I don't normally reblog these unless I know/am following the blog they're from. I generally won't reblog posts like these that are sent to me through dms/asks, sorry.

That's pretty much it!! have fun! go nuts! take some photos to send to ur family!! (ps like to lmk you've read this) ☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★((LAST UPDATED 07/12/22))☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★

#pinned #about me #don't rb #finally made an intro!! will probably update it in a bit lol. working on making a simple text version to link #updated: still working on the plaintext ver #CURRENTLY UPDATING TO BE SHORTER AND MORE EASILY NAVIGATABLE

[keeganmantle]

Good morning. Is it safe here again? I'm going on with my life and continuing my thing. If he bothers me again, then he's just asking for it. I don't understand what Wang's deal is. I tried to get away from him. He's the baby for yelling at me then has the guts to just come back saying I faked the whole thing. Dude, I have the screenshots! Besides everyone knows it was real. Even that post you made. You admit making that post was wrong. What about sending me DMs with other accounts saying you're gonna find me and kill me? Explain that then. If it wasn't you. You obviously got a friend to do that. Dude, don't lie to me. I know what China can do.😐

I did block and flag those accounts which deleted the DMs so maybe he's using that as an excuse.🤦‍♂️

I did not make those arts or DMs. Of course they're real you can clearly tell! Why would I waste my time making Wang look like the bad guy? I was just documenting what he was doing and of course sending people death threats makes you a bad person. Saying all these nasty things and mentioning r*pe makes you a monster! Why on earth would I draw someone killing me? Why would I do that to myself? Wang is full of it, dude. Just don't listen to anything he says because like every person caught, of course they're gonna gaslight the whole situation. Anyone caught is gonna pretend they're being attacked. When in reality, they attacked you and they just got what was coming. Saving your reputation will get you nowhere. These people annoy me sometimes.😒

Wang, I tried to ignore you. That's why I blocked you. I wanted nothing to do with you. But no, you had to take it as far as to threaten me and say you'll attack my family. You got issues dude. I'm not the one who needs help. None of you jerks understand what I've been through. It's ok to have comfort characters. I felt safe with these characters for a long time. Because of people like you on the internet. The Facebook cougars, the AI obsessed weirdos, and now this! What is going on? Why did he attack me? I did nothing. Just tell me, Wang, why did you have to make that unnecessary post about me. What were you ticked off about? I've been on the internet longer than you have. Don't mess with me dude. Hopefully he moves on now. I'm so exhausted. I will continue to do what I love and make people happy. I will continue to make wholesome art of me & my comfort characters. I just like to express my love for them and being safe around them. I will continue to think about running in Shiver's arms. Because if these weirdos are getting mad at me for having comfort characters, then they must sense that I'm scared of them. 😏

The more this happens, the more I think about Shiver holding me or Marina defending me. Deal with it. Some people don't get it. This is so embarrassing. What the frick, Wang. Just grow up and move on. I'm sorry if I made your life miserable. Well, actually, you made it miserable yourself. What do you think was gonna happen?🙄

#splatoon #comfort characters #best girls #shiver #move on wang #good morning #some people don't get it #cry about it #deal with it #i'm tired #i hate people sometimes #what did you think was gonna happen

[kaitlynpcallmebeepme]

Time-out

Time-out 

Jason x Reader

Idea: Jason keeps seeing a girl while he's out as robin or with the titans and she keeps disappearing before his eyes as soon as he asks if she needs help or something. Turns out she can freeze time and she's painfully shy so whenever Jason tries to say anything, she freezes time and hides in another spot. She reveals herself to Jason when she feels bad that the team is calling him crazy. The stopwatch is embedded into her chest and she doesn't remember much about that part. She can later be introduced to the team after Jason convinces Dick that she's real and she can meet everyone and possibly join the team.

Requested: Nope

Author’s Note:  I also haven’t finished the first season of DC Titans. I’ve been having a bit of writer's block where I have a lot of ideas written down but just don’t have a ton of ideas or motivation to write them. Sorry, this took so long to get up. My art below is what I was imagining the stopwatch would look like. I also couldn't resist some brotherliness between Jason and Gar.  The power idea came from a Penguins of Madagascar episode. Tell me if you want a part 2. Requests are still open. 

Warning: Lots of swearing. It’s Jason, what did you expect.  Also, some creepy dude from Arkham that I made up. Also, Dick is a little bit of an asshole. This is supposed to be when the Titans are helping out in Gotham.  The only spot I can think of in the show where it would be is the end of season 2 or very beginning of season 3. 

Word Count: 2,517 Damn this is long

Jason POV

It was a riot at Arkham.  Not the most common day thing we see, but it’s nice to not deal with a ton of people with powers.  Just assholes who think that they have the right to be powerful.  Some of the slippery ones that weren't superpowered got a couple of blocks away, so that was my and Garth’s job.  Find these stragglers and drag their asses back.  He was on the rooftops while I was scouring the streets on my motorcycle checking allies, mainly because people would freak out more from seeing a green tiger roam the streets than a guy on a motorcycle.  Everyone else was making sure the big guns at Arkham were still locked up, so it was just us two on the streets.

The motorcycle noise was loud in my ears as I scanned the allies hoping to find some inkling of where these fuckers went off to.  Then a scream got my attention and the sensors in my visor picked up on the location.  As I rounded the corner into an ally, I saw someone held at gunpoint with a wall to their back.  I flipped forward off my motorcycle sending it flying toward the assailant.  I still had my fists up, in case he wanted to take the fight up with me, but the motorcycle did most of my job for me.  That’s one Arkham scumbag down.  

I turned to look at who this guy was hellbent on getting. A girl, around my age I’d guess, with a brown leather jacket on was staring the guy down.  I approached her slowly because being attacked can do crazy things to people, but being in shock can also do that too.  

“Mam, are you ok?”

As soon as we made eye contact, I blinked and she was gone.  What the fuck.  Nothing left of her, just gone.  

I turned my attention toward the bitch that tried to grab her.  I dragged his ass toward the dock and held him over the edge by his neck.  “What did you want with her?”

“What anyone wants with a young girl.” Punch.  I grabbed his neck as tight as I could and got up in his face.

“You know King Shark lives in these waters.  I knock your ass over you’re as good as dead.”

“You don’t know that.”

Yeah, I didn’t know that, but it sounded good. 

“Try me.”  He was sweating at this point.  As much as I want to get this info out of him, I want this shit to be over with.

………….

“I didn’t know who she was.” 

“What did she look like.”

“About your height. Gold chain around her neck.  I thought I could get that and then make my way out of the city.  I don’t know who she was I swear.” I moved his head closer until I could see my reflection in his pupils.

“Well, you got a nice spot waiting for you back at Arkham.” Headbutt. 

Ow, those hurt.  Those are probably easier for Batman because of his helmet.  I kicked him in the balls for good measure.  If he had any other plans than just to steal her necklace, then he fucking deserved that.  

But she still was a mystery to me.  How can someone disappear right before my eyes?  

I looked at my surroundings one more time.  If being with Bruce and Dick taught me one thing, it was to be observant.  The dock to my back, my motorcycle laying tipped over, a door to the inside of the building.  I looked up a bit further to the corners of the building and found what I was looking for.  A camera.  Even though you never know when those don’t work in Gotham, it was worth a shot to see if it got her.  

“Robin!”  I looked up a bit past where I was looking before and saw Gar on the roof with what looked like three people still intact beside him.  How he got them up there I don’t care to find out.  “You coming?” 

“Yeah. Let’s head back.” I picked up the piece of shit, put him on the back of my motorcycle, and headed back to Arkham with Gar close behind me.  I still can’t figure out what I saw, but I knew I saw something.  

Back at the Mansion

Bruce asked us to stay the night since it was a long way back to San Francisco with another one of our “Family Trips” as Gar likes to call them.  

I, however, didn’t want to sleep.  I can sleep all I want on that RV ride back.  I want to find what I can about what I saw while I’m still in Gotham.  That led me to staying down in the Batcave the whole night.   

I’m not as tech-savvy as Dick or Barbara, so it took me a while to get the footage of the dock where I was that night.  By the time I got it, I heard the elevator ding altering me that someone was coming down.  The doors opened and it was Gar.  At least his first reaction won’t be to call me crazy if I tell him what I’m trying to look for.  “What are you doing up?”

“What are you doing down here Jason?  Dick told us to go to bed hours ago.”  

“I bet he’s not asleep.” Gar gave me that look.

“That’s not the point. What are you doing?”

I contemplated telling Gar, but his help on this would be useful.  Especially since the footage just proved that I’m not completely crazy.  

“Look at this.” Gar came around the desk to look over my shoulder at the screen. “This is the dock where I got the last guy we were looking for tonight.  This here is the person he tried to shoot. This is when I asked them if they were okay, and that’s at 05:32:33.  She looks at me and at 05:32:37 she is not in the frame.  She didn’t move, and the footage doesn’t look like it’s been edited at all.  In those 4 SECONDS, she went from being in the frame to out of the frame and she didn’t move.  I KNEW I saw something!”

Gar was just looking at the screen to see if he could catch anything else.  “Well, that’s physically impossible.  At least when it’s Conner you see a blur of what direction he went.  It’s just like she DISAPPEARED.”

“I know! Which is why I’m trying to figure out who she is.  I don’t think she’s bad because I think she would’ve beaten the shit out of me."  We both stared at the screen contemplating what we should do with this information.

“You think we should tell Dick?” 

“Do you really want Dickie Bird involved?”

“Dick knows more about finding missing people than we do.  He also knows how to deal with things we don’t know much about.  He also would know what to do once we found her.  Have you thought that far ahead of what you’re going to do once you find her?”

No. I hadn’t thought that far ahead.  I think my initial journey just wanted to make sure I wasn’t seeing things, but now I’m intrigued as to who she is, what she can do, and, maybe a small part of me, wanted to see if she can join our band of misfits.  I sighed not willing to put up with much of a fight.

“Ok. We’ll tell Dick in the morning.” And that’s where our night ended. 

The Next Morning

Dick was surprisingly on board with us finding this girl.  Don’t know if it was the camera footage about what she could do that piqued his interest or the fact that Dick just wanted to make her a friend before she was a threat.  Either way, we extended our stay in Gotham.  "And here I was about to call you crazy when you told me what you saw Jason." 

I gave him the slight stink eye before he continued. We're a vigilante crime-fighting gang, no one in this group is a sane mind.

“There have been no robberies where the items were there one second and gone the next, so we don’t have her convicted of any crime nor any evidence that she’s a current threat.  If you do happen to see her out there, don’t focus on taking her down.  Focus on trying to get her to not run away."

"Okay. But does that mean we aren't going on a search for her?"

"Unless you can find her on more cameras around a focalized area to give us a narrower range to search, I don't see us doing much until dark.  But I still don't know if we're both crazy or if this is worth the effort."

Ok, Dick, you're clearly not as invested in this case as I am. This is probably the most invested I've been in a case Ever.

"Ok. I'm going to take a nap and then scout the areas before it gets dark. I don't think after being attacked, she'll be out at night anytime soon."  I headed up to the bedrooms of the mansion before he could rebuttal me.  I grabbed a snack and took a nap in preparation for patrol.

Later that night, on a rooftop in Gotham.

"Both crazy. I saw what I saw." I grumbled as I stood on the rooftop overlooking some of the alleyways with a good view. 

"I'm sorry they're calling you crazy." I turned around fists up at the stranger's voice.  I don't know how she could sneak up on me. 

"Who are you? What are you? How did you find me?" She hesitantly approached me and sat near the edge of the rooftop.  As I sat down next to her I could see her more clearly than I could before.  She did have a thin gold chain around her neck, but her brown jacket covered most of that up. 

"I figured you would come to the same spot looking for me after you knocked the shit out of that guy last night.  Name's Y/N." 

"Robin." We both just stared at the night, not making eye contact.  I figured if she wanted to talk then she would.  She also went to all of the trouble to find me again, so I doubt she would do all of that work just to keep silent.

"As far as who I am and what I am, I'm human, but just a tad bit stranger." 

"How so," I asked intrigued. She moved her hand, and I saw she was wearing a thumb hole shirt, up to her collar and pulling down her shirt to expose her neck and some of her chest. Her skin is really beautiful. Pay attention Jason.  Embedded in her chest was a gold pocket watch. Whit and red scar tissue streaked all around it while a chain wrapped from the pocket watch up around her neck and disappeared down her right arm. She then pulled her right sleeve up to show the rest of the chain still embedded in her skin with the end of it going down the back of her hand and the ring at the end sitting on her ring finger. She started to play with the scarring on her hand telling me she was nervous and possibly self-conscious about it. 

"I don't remember how this got in me.  I just know what it can do now."

"Which is?"

"Freeze time."

"Excuse me." She giggled at my response. I must look like an idiot, but anything to do with changing time is new for me. 

"Stare at me and keep doing it." I looked into her eyes, resisting my urge to look down as her hand went up to the watch in her chest. One second she was in front of me. I blinked, and she was no longer there. 

"What ya looking at?" Jesus fuck. She literally appeared on my other side in ZERO seconds.  

"What the fuck that was awesome." She shrugged her shoulders at my excitement.  

“I mean yeah.  It’s good when you need some extra sleep or when you steal food at the back of the store shelves. No one looks there.”   She and I just kind of stared at each other waiting to see if the other would speak first.  I just went to the edge of the roof and sat down (not too close because that gives me bad memories of almost jumping off). I patted the spot next to me and like a puppy she sat down. 

"Do you have anywhere stable to go? And before you answer this don't feel bad about saying no because I didn't have anywhere either until a short while ago."  She just looked at me with a curious eye debating if she could trust me.  She sighed staring off at the sky before answering. 

"No. Anywhere with a voluntarily open door usually gets slammed in my face.  I usually just stay up all night, freeze time when doors open in the morning and sleep for a while there."  I understood what it felt like to be a rejected street kid.  I didn't want to give her the 'I understand where you're coming from' speech because everyone has different experiences even if you've been there.  Also, no one believes that people are going to help when it gets lectured to them. Or maybe that's just me. I also doubt if she'll believe me if I say 'I got adopted by stealing the wheels off the batmobile'. But this was worth a shot.

"What if I told you that the same person that took me in would be willing to take you in, even with these powers." She turned her eyes back to me with a questioning look trying to find what to say.  I don't think this is how she thought this conversation would go.  “You don’t have to say yes now, you can wait to meet them if you want, but I just feel bad about you being here alone when you don’t have to be alone anymore.”

"Ah, what the hell. You beat up those jackasses last night for me, the least I can do is try to hear you out." Jackpot. My face lit up more than she expected. 

"Great, I mean… I have to ask him first but can you meet me here at midnight tomorrow and we'll be here?" 

"As long as the world's not ending I'll be here Robin." I can't wait until you'll be able to say my actual name. Focus Jason. 

She got up and walked toward the fire escape and just like last time, one second she was there. The next, gone. However, I did feel a slight shiver down my spine as if when she froze time she kissed me, but that part I could be dreaming. I got up and made my way to my motorcycle parked in the alleyway. Now comes the hard part. Asking Dick to trust me. 

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INFOMERCIAL VOICE: My fellow asthmatics! Do you feel like you are doomed to be perpetually awful at anything resembling exercise? So did I! Until I discovered the wonder of *anaerobics!* The hip, new way for you to get that sweet, sweet shot of endorphins, without any of the chest-clutching, lung-squeezing terror of an asthma attack!

Okay in all seriousness, though. Growing up, I sucked at sports. At gym. I hated exercise because any amount of running, jumping or crouching would make me nearly pass out. When I was twelve, I picked up taekwondo, and fought through feeling like I was going to die until I conditioned my lungs enough to get to black belt and national sparring champion.

So I thought.

Since then, I have become disabled. I am no longer able to do taekwondo because I struggle with vertigo, and am a fall risk (which you do NOT want in contact sports). I have been mourning the sport that I loved, and the incredible feeling I got from feeling strong, fast, and unstoppable. Just recently, I started testosterone and decided "Fuck it. All the other hot trans dudes I see go to the gym and get swole and dammit I want to, too." So I picked up weight lifting, first in my apartment, and then at my apartment complex gym. And, in a shock to myself, I was able to do it! No asthma triggering, at all, despite it being five years since I did any amount of movement.

I needed to know why. Why was I able to do this, when walking up the stairs from my car makes me have to stop at the top of the landing, leaning against the wall with my cane like a 75-year-old named Doris after she chased her excitable new puppy around the yard? It was then, after a moment of research, that I learned that martial arts, and taekwondo specifically, rely more on anaerobic processes than aerobic ones.

I'd heard the terms "aerobic" and "anaerobic" before, briefly, back in middle school health class, but it was never elaborated on in any capacity. And, as the other Americans reading this can surely relate to, it was DEFINITELY never taught in gym class. Physical Education was never education, it was just a bunch of running laps, being forced into sports they expected us to already know how to play, and hammering in fatphobia. And this is a SHAME, because had I known this sooner, I would have been able to continue working out and strengthening my body against my disabilities much sooner.

I'm sure you know, but I'll say it anyway - asthma is caused by inflammation in the bronchioles and an increase in mucus production leading to blocked airways. This prevents oxygen from reaching the body. Aerobic exercise is its own personal hell for us asthmatics, because aerobic exercise depends on sending oxygenated blood to the muscles. Anaerobics, on the other hand, convert glucose to energy without oxygen's help. What does this mean? It means doing these things requires minimal oxygen intake.

Now, this isn't to say go pick up karate or weightlifting and expect it to be effortless - I really DID have to condition my lungs to handle the bits of aerobic exercise that are included in martial arts, and I was never able to do Olympic-style sparring because it converts from anaerobic to aerobic when those short bursts of energy become a drawn-out match. But what I hope you take away from this is that you are not incapable. You were wronged by the education system, which is more focused on presidential fitness scores than actually teaching anything. I should not have had to learn this in my mid-twenties, but since I have, I want to share that information.

There is so much ableism in sports, and so much casual ableism towards asthmatics who attempt to exercise. We're not trying, and if we are we aren't trying hard enough, and if we are we must just suck. It's. A. Lie. Asthma is a disability, and others not respecting it does not make this any less true. We shouldn't have to self-advocate constantly, but we do, so this is me doing a little bit of advocating for you. Just to take a bit of the weight off. (And pick it up, and put it back down, and pick it back up, and-)

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