#this is literally my first post

[ruby-eats-window-panes]

Im in actual hell waiting for PJO series and Good Omens S3 i think i'm actually gonna fucking implode

#good omens #riordanverse #percy jackon and the olympians #ineffable husbands #pjo #gods help me #idk how to tag this #this is literally my first post #kane chronicles #neil gaiman

[v1rtualtrash]

My submission for @tf2shipswag 's Tf2 Oc tournament! (o´▽`o)

This is The Archiver! He watches each merc's performance in battle and writes down their stats (How many crit hits, How many deaths and dominations, etc.). He works alongside Miss Pauling and The Administrator, but really just stays in his office watching the battle replays.

This was made with this picrew. check it out it's amazing \(★ω★)

#oc tournament #tf2 oc #oc stuff #this is literally my first post #tf2 oc tourney #tf2 oc tournament #I'll post some propaganda for him later #tf2octourney

[lepetitdork]

no idea how to do fanedits but an Izzy Hands x Queens of the Stone Age's "Vampyre of Time and Memory" might be apt

lines like

who are you to me/who'm I supposed to be/I'm not exactly sure anymore/does anyone ever get this right?/I feel no love

I cast my bottle into the seas and hope a friendly vessel finds it

#ofmd s2 #our flag means death #ofmd #izzy hands #edward teach #this is literally my first post #yes i know it's not the same line but it's pretty bloody close and terrifically angsty

[alst-roe]

A droning buzz whizzes overhead, not uncommon but still distasteful. Judging by the pushing and the running, this one is important. Amore slowly gets up from the flower bed; they aren’t particularly interested in the comings and goings of the Travellers but it’s nice to get out of the greenhouse from time to time. It ambles towards the door - avoiding the crowds with a few detours. Eventually, it steps out. The sky is blanketed by wispy clouds and the moons peek out from behind them. Amore hadn’t even realised it was nighttime; the sky was visible from the greenhouse but they didn’t often pay it much mind. The crowd continues to push forwards and clinking footsteps are filling the otherwise quiet night. It wasn’t that anyone was asleep, no. None of them had any reason to sleep. But nobody was particularly loud either, the silence was just accepted as the norm. Maybe to an outsider it would seem uncanny… The humans certainly had that impression. But the humans are gone now, and the glass beings were left alone - to make do without those who created them. It was probably for the best: the humans had been abandoned by their own, without connection to their society until they slowly faded out of existence. Now they didn’t have to be looked after, the glass beings had much more time to themselves. Some of them had chosen to spend that time exploring the cosmos (although Amore could not understand why, their own planet was surely big enough). Now they land again - this time it is from an attempt to find some other form of life, a wasted expense. The Travellers leave the ship, looking dejected. Amore takes the opportunity to simply turn back; clearly they have nothing to report and whatever injuries they no doubt sustained are somebody else’s problem. 

It isn’t long until it’s back in the greenhouse, which is now much emptier. Amore wanders around, tending gently to: small vines that sway even without the breeze; shimmering flowers that light the edges of the pathways and trees that tower all the way up to the high ceiling and often far above it. Amore knows each of them like friends and caters to their every need. However, as much as they enjoy the peace, Amore certainly couldn’t run it alone. It stretches out for miles (far outside of Amore’s vision) and every inch of it bar the overgrown pathways between each section is covered in flora that requires perfect care. The flowers give the glass people life in the absence of human power and it is the Gardeners’ job to return the favour. Through its own hand, Amore can see the curling sprout of what is no doubt an Aeklola. It jumps towards them in moments and they swiftly pull out a pair of shears to chop it down before tugging it from the ground. Its roots do not go very deep, thankfully. Amore places it in a small pouch, where the flower continues to fruitlessly attempt to wrap itself around them. They clutch it tightly and approach the storage room.

The walls of the storage room are lined from floor to ceiling with shelves: every inch of their surface covered by a jar or box of surprisingly aggressive blossoms. Amore drops the Aekola into a compartment. In the corner of the room, it notices a faint light. The light fades in and out, pulsing slightly and quite frankly begging for Amore’s attention. They approach it slowly and bend down to investigate…

#writing #uhh #how do i tag things #this is literally my first post #oc #that'll do lol

[royally-obsessed]

'It is with the greatest of pleasure that the King and Queen announce the betrothal of their dearly beloved daughter, the Princess Elizabeth, to Lieutenant Philip Mountbatten. RN, son of the late Prince Andrew of Greece and Princess Andrew (Princess Alice of Battenberg), to which union the King has gladly given his consent.'

9 July 1947, 75 years ago.

#queen elizabeth ii #prince philip #duke of edinburgh #engagement #philibet #this is literally my first post #lets see how this blogs goes on #i have finally decided to start posting

[sweetvinegar]

the Reddit and Twitter meltdowns are so funny. tumblr is watching it all burn down, sipping tea while simultaneously welcoming the refugees of the websites with open arms. everyone is giving little tutorials of how the website works and ive weaseled my way into the crowd. i never figured out how tumblr operates, ive just stared into the void and let it whisper sweet nothings into my ear every so often. it’s a hell site with nine circles that has survived what could be deemed the apocalypse and has users like myself still stumbling around with a blindfold that they tied around their own eyes. it’s as equally beautiful as it is hilarious

#reddit #tumblr #social media #this is literally my first post #and it’s about this of all things

[blooperboy]

This is it. My big climb to fame (regular fame hell yeah) My big break. The start of my magnum opus My rise as a star.

How do I have ideas

#god help me #this is literally my first post #ever #on any site and it’s here #jiminy crickets

[guiltycounterfeit]

actuallly p0sting 0n here f0r the first time cus im desperate f0r atttenti0n and wanted t0 c0ntribute t0 the nati0nal h0liday

heres a shittty junevrisrezi fic its just chapter 0ne s0 n0things happpened yet but illl be updating semi irrregularly f0lll0w me 0n twittter @auxiliaryalarm f0r m0re c0nsistent n0tificati0ns

#june egbert #homestuck #terezi pyrope #vrisrezi #junevrisrezi #ao3 stuff #fanfic #i hate html #413 #i dont know how to tag stuff #this is literally my first post #goodnight everypony

[redsray]

the funniest part of any Robin meeting the JL is that every Robin is so distinctly different from the previous one in terms of personality and vibes that the league literally gets backlash. and like, I don't blame them. not to mention that they are non-meta children that dress as a traffic light and fight crime alongside batman in gotham on a nightly basis. i'd also be a bit concerned. Batman, literally The Night of Gotham personified in the League's eyes, coming into a JL meeting: This is Robin, my crime-fighting partner. 11-year-old Dick Grayson, dressed in the brightest primary colours possible, vaguely hidden murder behind those eyes, never stops moving even for a moment: Hi! Superman: That's a child. That's-- Bats that is a child. You let a child--? Batman, deadpan: You try to stop him. Would you rather he try and murder a grown man with a wire?

Batman: This is Robin. 12-year-old Jason Todd, with the biggest grin on his face, about 3 books in his hand, stars in his eyes and a distinct street-kid drawl: Hey!!! Green Lantern: That's ... that's a different child. What?? Jason: I stole his tires :) Batman: Tried to. Jason, stage whispering to the League: basically did. Green Lantern: that is a different kid, right?? I'm not seeing shit??

Batman: This is Robin. 14-year-old Tim Drake, bo staff clutched in his hand, a wary and tired expression on his face, more on the quiet side, the literal walking definition of don't judge a book by it's cover: hello Flash: Where do you even find these-- Tim: I found myself.

Batman: This is Robin. 17-year-old Stephanie Brown, literally blonde, with a shit-eating grin, eyes full of nothing but mischief and the most explosive personality you've ever seen: hiya!! Superman: I give up. Stephanie: I know, I have that amazing effect on people.

Batman: This is Robin. 13-year-old Damian Wayne, a literal wet cat that will hiss at you, has a sword, the most judgemental stare you'll get from a teenager, ready to jump anyone there: Green Lantern: WHY DOES HE HAVE A SWORD?! Batman: ... he came with the sword.

#batman #batfam #tim drake #jason todd #dick grayson #damian wayne #stephanie brown #dc comics #icb i posted this w/o tags the first time #what is wrong w me #superman: where do you find these kids #bruce: they just show up tbh #especially tim. he LITERALLY just showed up #anyone: so which one is really robin? #bruce: they are all really robin. #bruce: dick wanted to kill a man. #jason tried hijacking my tires in CRIME ALLEY. #tim just appeared and made himself robin that was NOT me #stephanie also wanted to kill a man. #damian did kill a man. or two. #YOU try to parent these kids then come back to me clark

[kasihyena]

Why are people following me, I'm new here but this just seems odd

#just why #is this a tumblr thing? #this is literally my first post

[raspberry-kirberry]

if you’re gonna follow me you need to have an actual pfp and bio or you’re gonna get blocked

#ive had enough of these bots #idk why you would follow me #i don’t even post shit #this is literally my first post

[spectral-honey]

AU where Jason gets his revenge by becoming a lawyer and getting joker sentenced to the death penalty

Bruce is conflicted about it but any time he tries to say anything on the subject Alfred just talks over him like "oh we're so proud of you master Jason you finished college and you didn't even use your father's extensive resources that could've easily gotten someone in this family a degree aren't we so proud master Bruce that Jason got himself a respectable profession--"

#jason todd #red hood #batfam #i also think it would be funny if thats literally the only thing jason does as a lawyer after that he just goes back to being a vigilante #everyone on the internet is like 'the iconic career of jason todd wayne: came back from the dead got a college degree got the joker- #-sentenced to death (finally) and then immediately fucked off to do whatever the hell it is he does for fun' #any time bruce and jason disagree jasons like 'excuse me which one of us is the college drop out and which of us is a practicing attorney?' #alfred 'you could have been a doctor but you became a furry themed vigilante instead' will never let this go #also btw jason just stole reasources from the league to get thru college. maybe at first talia was like what & then jason was like #'my alternate plan was to either get bruce to kill the joker or kill all three of us in an explosion' and talia is like #'okay. have fun at school sweetie' #BTW AN EDIT: this post is not reflective of my IRL beliefs about the criminal justice system or the death penalty #IRL those are way more complicated than gotham city/the joker/jason make it out to be #saw a few people tagging this post mentioning stuff about that

[fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma]

expanding on my au idc x

#atla #zukka #zuko x sokka #zukka fanart #atla fanart #blue spirit zuko #moon spirit sokka #moon spirit sokka x blue spirit zuko #moon spirit sokka x blue spirit zuko fanart #it’s finiiiisssheeddd #ngl i was giggling drawing these #I love this au so much (so the fact that my first post did so well makes me so happy!!! you guys are insane!!!) #aaaanyyyway if u have any hcs or ideas don’t be shy I will LITERALLY devour them

[ew-selfish-art]

DpxDc AU: Tim as a child was never given a lot of information regarding the scribbling messy handwriting that appeared over night all over his arms- naturally he came to his own conclusions.

Tim Drake was home entirely alone at 9 years old and was about to go out for the night to test his brand new long exposure camera lens when he sees the writing on his arm. It’s not English, like he assumed it was at first, but it was using the alphabet to represent… Tim isn’t bad at math but this formula is complex for his little genius brain.

Looking at his camera, he decides he can spare a moment to look it up, solve it, and get back out into old town Gotham in time for Batman and Robin’s final patrol lap. He does just that, finding the problem to relate to some aerospace engineering and then quickly deduces what laws and theorems need to be applied. He finds a pen, writes down his findings in much neater handwriting onto his arm, and goes out. It’s barely a remarkable night at all. He gets a much more memorable photo of Robin roundhouse kicking a hench person.

Things just continued on that way. Tim would find some complex math, physics or chemistry prompt on his arm (surrounded by various question marks or notes or sad faces)- he’d answer it as best he could and move on with his life. Perhaps his parents were manifesting these pop quizzes? Perhaps his subconscious felt guilty about abandoning his studies for more Bat related pursuits? Tim really didn’t care to think much about it once he became Robin- there was too much on his plate and too many peoples problems for him to fix.

Notably, however, after the attack at the Tower, the pop quiz appeared and Tim wrote back that he wouldn’t be able to find an answer to this one. It was the only time Tim questioned the markings appearance and it was because the next thing that appeared was “Hope you feel better soon.”

… his parents wouldn’t include that on a pop quiz. Cursed then. Tim decided it must be a curse, whatever, he’d deal with the implications later in life.

Tim then has the worst year of his life, hes 15, no longer Robin and the questions from his curse are getting less math oriented and more… philosophical. A lot of mentions of death that, in hindsight helped him actually grieve, and a lot of theories about dark matter and souls. Tim answers back as best he can but he’s drained and his answers aren’t very good in his opinion. He gets minimal feedback.

It all comes to a point that he’s at a family dinner, Bruce is at the head of the table, Jason has promised just to stay for dessert, Damian hasn’t thrown a single insult his way and Steph was laughing at him- when a new theoretical model appears on his arm.

“You’re just as bad as Bruce, Timberly. Hiding a soulmate from all of us, how fucking typical.” Jason points out, while watching Tim scribble back some math with a question mark onto his arm.

“A what? No, this is just a curse. I get pop quizzes every now and then.” Tim bats away Steph who rapidly approaches and began to analyze his arm (the rest of the family isn’t far behind).

“Drake. Explain how you came to this conclusion.” Damian seems more curious than anything, if his lack of insults was anything to go off of.

“Since I was young I’ve had at least weekly math check ins, I never had a parent or anyone else around so I assumed my parents had me cursed to ensure I stayed on top of my studies. Sometimes it’s physics or chemistry, for a while there it was a ton of philosophy and behavioral psychology.” He shrugs his shoulders.

“Master Tim, I believe the lack of adults in your life has led you towards a false conclusion. That is most certainly a soulmate mark. The individual to whom you are responding is undoubtedly your other half.” Alfred attempts to calm the room before explaining to Tim. Tim isnt sure if he believes the butler, though Alfred only very rarely lied, so he grabs the pen once more. He writes his first question back: “Who am I to you?”

The room waits in anticipation and within moments a brand new line appears on Tim’s arm and he is vindicated: “We do math together???”

——

The reason Danny is failing English is because his built in homework helper sucks ass at metaphors and has apparently never read any classic literature. The tutor on his arm is great at puzzles and math tho.

Danny gets a reply back one night that he wasn’t expecting (Who am I to you?) and he mentions it to Jazz. Who goes insane that Danny didn’t even question it and just went with “meh, probably haunted” as his explanation for the phenomenon for all these years.

Apparently, if Jazz was right, he had a soulmate who was uh, super fucking smart. That was an overwhelming thought.

The next day Danny is in crisis mode and writes back “Wait, WHAT AM I TO YOU??? Can I help on your homework??”

Danny gets vindicated when the writing on his arm presents a shit ton of dates and information for an unsolved Gotham cold case. See, Haunted.

———

Eventually between Danny becoming the top candidate for astrophysics at Wayne Enterprises and Tim Drake being outed as having contributed tips to the GCPD that solved cold cases- they meet and realize just how dumb they’ve been.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #dc crossover #dp crossover #long post #braindead ship #brain dead #deadtired ship #tim x danny #soulmate au #soulmate marks #I feel like I really cooked something here #two super smart total dumbasses #in my head then then fall in love and try to pretend that they’ve known this whole time lmao #Tim looks at college level physics questions on his arms as a kid and is like ‘must be a pop quiz’ and then solves them #danny just thinks it looks neat at first but then his haunted arm replies back with actual answers and explanations??? #your honor these two meet in person realize that they are literally soulmates admit no fault and carry on like they’ve always been in love #tim is naturally paranoid and Danny is naturally curious so tim always answers and Danny always asks

[nutbreadys]

It felt like I was losing something. A part of my own body.

That “something” must have been Satan.

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b&w ver.!

#nutbread's art #obey me #obey me fanart #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #obey me nb #obey me swd #if u saw me post this without tags no u didnt #literally my first om fanart that i posted here hello u guys

[salamispots]

heard it was year of the dragon : 0 also been trying to learn clip studio more

#artists on tumblr #sketchbook stuff #no art summary this year haha got very chill? plus didn't draw a lot this year (or at least the past few months) #buT I did draw something for new years fdghjf #how the fuck do people use screentones hAHA #thanks to everyone who's still hanging around or found my stuff haha #also I think it's absolutely fucking wild some peeps are getting very close to following me for 10 years >:'D #edit: ohhhhhhh man I checked when my first post was in the archive which was november 2013 so this tumblr is literally 10 years old FDJFKH