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[meadethetoonn]

Hello! I don’t believe we’ve met before. My name is Cameron. How are you?

— @in-the-toon-news

The room was almost pitch black. But from the corner of the room an enormous, flickering light stood up... What... who was that...

Oh!!! Hello!!! Have you come to check on Meade?

They waved their hands excitedly infront of their face... okay so this was definitely a toon... appearance aside.

OH! Uh... Just call me Doc! That's what Meade calls me. Glad to meet you Cameron!!!

(OOC-MODFENN | SORRY IF THIS WASN'T WHAT YOU EXPECTED BUT I'VE BEEN PLANNING THIS FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS SO U GOT ROPED INTO IT LMAO-)

[musecastle]

Cross-blog lore time! A lonely enough Adam would absolutely travel to sinkhole territory on purpose, with probable tragic consequences for both humanity and his freedom. There's a strong chance that, when visitors showed up, the entity would eventually become murderously furious at the repeated attacks on the broken creature that came to it for help. This time, its feast would be cold and deliberate.

After that, it would never let its rescued creature out of its sight again.

[faneposting-my-beloved]

Guess who updated the fic But there are also community updates now!

I have a fanfic discord server ! Wanna chat SoI/GTQ or Polish Baroque funeral ceremonies? Feel free to join!

Not as brand new news but if you like what I do and want to ♫ toss a coin to your wacko ♫ you can! Here's my ko-fi! With the current exchange rare I'll be able to purchase a medieval castle with just one dollar. And you could come live in it. Win-win

See you in another three full moons, I'm off to the Void

[vern-a]

"Upssss, tiešām 🤗🤗🤗" what if i killed you

FATHER FUCKED TIMES UP I HAVE TO WAIT FOR AN HOUR IN THE DENTISTS OFFICE I KNEW I SHOULDNT HAVE TRUSTED HIM

[the-tale-of-stingrayclan]

do you have any crackships in your own or from one of those other blogs? And i cant to see if you get a crossblog interactions between yours and theirs! absolutely love your story so far!

Okay, okay don’t hate me, but I never came across a term ‘crackship’ (I KNOW, I KNOW I live under a rock)

I already searched it up, but I still don’t fully understand it

So for not making myself look stupid, l’m gonna hold off from fully answering this ask, sorry 😭

Anyway, glad you are enjoying this blog!! It really helps <3

[roxannevomitsrainbows]

Hello, my name is Noha, a mother of 4 children in Gaza. We now live in inhumane conditions, lacking all the necessities of life. We have lost our home and our loved ones. We have been forced to move more than 9 times so far and we are now subject to an evacuation order. My children and I were forced to live in this. The infected place, in tents that do not protect us from anything, neither the cold of winter nor the heat of summer. We have been here for months, among the filth and sewage. My children are sick and suffer from wasting, hepatitis, and many other complications, skin and respiratory diseases. We cannot obtain food or medicine. There is no water for cleaning or bathing.There is no place to shower, we literally live in filth!! Diseases and epidemics, what is our fault in all of this? Do we have to face all this to survive death? To die slowly every day? From hunger, thirst, illness, fatigue, or even from depression and fear! My children long for their warm bed and our beautiful home, but now they have turned to ashes, missing their schools, their friends, and their most basic rights as children! They miss their forgotten childhood among tents and water lines, searching for food or killing harmful insects that attack them throughout the day

I created this link to try to survive and save my children from this nightmare, so that we can begin to recover and regain our dreams. Your help is our only hope!

Your little means a lot to us, don't hesitate! Your help could save the life of an entire family elsewhere

https://www.gofundme.com/f/abedfam

The mother of this family is an English teacher like I used to be, and she’s got four kids. It’s been three hours since the last donation. As of this posting, they’re at 664/30,000£ donate if you can 🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸

Reblog it and maybe we can reach someone that can really make a huge difference. Every reblog creates a spiderweb of different people crossblogging in their own spheres, and sometimes that’s the perfect recipe to help someone out

[substantial-gains]

While I do have a few muses that are in ironclad relationships regarding crossblog shipping...

This trainwreck is still single.

U-Olga is kinda just using a cloned body for now, but the fact that she gets more fat girl action than the original makes Olga go effin' NUTS on the inside.

[rocket-reborn]

[Unmarked park lab]

The loud crash of papers falling to the floor interrupted the otherwise near stark silence of the room that surrounded her. Useless, all of it was absolutely useless. She’s been through every thing she’d manage to find so far within the room, which was a lot, and hadn’t found what she’d come here for. An unmarked room had seemed like more than her best bet, but it was looking more like she’d have to throughly search the park.

“Ridiculous…” Crimson muttered, taking a deep breath and she stood up, staring over at the mound of papers she’d knocked to the ground. No point in picking any of it up, not now anyway, considering it wasn’t of any use.

She paused as the Pikachu on her shoulder tapped her, looking over to see it was on high alert, staring towards a closed storage locker that was behind them. She’d assumed it was locked and wasn’t going to bother with it for the moment, but one of her Pokémon being interested in it changed that, and without any hesitation Crimson walked over and tore open the locker door. Huh, it hadn’t been locked after all. And inside…

Crimson stared down at the girl who had evidently shoved herself into the locker. Most likely she had heard the woman walking in here earlier and didn’t want to get caught…doing whatever she was currently doing. Not that it mattered.

“Move.” She stated firmly, looking at the box the girl was standing on instead of the girl herself. It looked like there were papers in there, and she may as well look through it.

The girl instead stood stationary, seemingly in shock, before finally scrambling out if the way, nearly tripping over herself as she moved.

As soon as the kid was out of the way, Crimson immediately opened the box, a smile creeping on her face as she saw the files she was looking for. She quickly went through the box, making sure to pick out all the ones she was looking for and leaving the rest in the box.

“You don’t work here.” Crimson tensed slightly as the girl behind her spoke. What was she still doing here-?

“And you aren’t supposed to be here either, are you?” She asked, turning around to glare at the girl, who immediately began stepping backwards.

“Leave.” Was all she eventually said, and as soon as the word left her mouth the girl ran off, the two Pokémon on Crimson’s shoulders watching her go. Once the girl had left she went on her way out as well, after all, she’d gotten what she came for, and had other matters to attend to now.

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What do I even do with this?!

[An image of a recently hatched dinosaur mon, it’s eyes not fully open. It appears to be some sort of hybrid, but it’s features aren’t entirely clear in the dim lighting]

[oracleclan]

maybe you can share more backstory for lighthawk? And how do hypokits work? can we ask for crossblog ones? or is it one of yours and an offical wc character?

Lighthawks backstory can be found through the pages! There isnt much. He just joined OracleClan when he was young and is one of the founders :)

Hypokits are between my characters! Here’s the list of most of them.

I’ll do interactions with other blogs but no hypokits. I’m not comfortable with that.

[livingunpeaceful-blog]

neither sal nor damien have any friends in their canon ! holy shit ! they self-isolate !

[theaudemon]

Will write the details of this au soon 👀

Wanted to get something down first XD

Spiritfarer tma au Drabble

Hi so I can't choose between two pics I want to write so I wrote one scene of each...didn't help me choose so I uploaded both on tumblr XD

This one specifically is for an au based on a game called spirit farer where you help spirits before taking them to the other side. Kinda like being a charon but with extra therapy.

In this au this is set after season 5, no fear god/dread powers, just Martin being the spirit farer and helping people. Yes Jon is there and dead, he's the last of everyone to leave though. that is very angsty.

But first some fluff, this is very short I hope you don't mind

"Jon?" Martin softly asked, noticing the round scars peppered on his skin first. Wait w

ere those antenna? 

"Martin!"Jon said, a smile spreading on his face ad his new antenna perked up. He immediately rushed over to hug him. Martin hugged back, resting his head on Jon's as he closed his eyes. It felt so surreal to see him so soon again, it was amazing. 

Something wrapped around Martin, at first he was alarmed before he realised how comforting it was like a warm blanket. 

"Jon....are those wings?" Martin asked, letting go to take a proper look at his boyfriend. 

"I guess I do now" Jon said, moving them as if he only now realised how different he looked from before they both got to this...dimension? Realm? Martin wasn't sure. 

Martin smiled as he looked Jon up and down. Jon now had fluffy antenna, what looked to be a fluffy poof that moths had around his collar and neck, a pair of large wings with an eye on each of them, similar clothes to what he used to wear when Sasha and Tim were still alive (Wait were they here too?) and long hair that Martin could finally braid again. 

He was excited for that if he had to be honest. 

Wait...if Jon was dead did it mean that they- No he didn't want to finish that thought. Not now at least and definitely not when it seemed Jon had no idea what was going on. 

Martin hugged Jon again. "I'm just happy to have you again" He said softly, nuzzling his face into the soft fluff Jon had now. "I missed you too" Jon replied, hugging back and wrapping his wings around Martin again. A comfortable silence enveloped them both until Jon spoke up.

 "I know I'm dead...but why are you here?" He asked, seemingly worried something had happened.

 Oh- Maybe he should explain his new job.

So that's it ^^

Hope you liked it, I would honestly love to turn this au into a comic but I'm not that good of an artist XD

Hope you liked it and feel free to give me any critique

[wooteena]

hi woot :~D

jadetuin my silly crossblog mutual helaur

[faneposting-my-beloved]

Fanfiction update: Heatwave is back and good people - I was not made to exist over 30C. I was made to cross ice-covered Baltic Sea on a sled. Two chapters of GTQ are out. I really wanted to publish them before I become a vaguely humanoid puddle of melted goo.

SoI will hit a bit of delay since I am waiting for illustrations - referring to the project I mentioned before. It will have it's own post later. Thank you for your patience.

[echthr0s]

#happy to be the hot dog between those two thicc ass buns

help me

Sten and the Litany Against Fear + GANONDORF AND THE LITANY AGAINST FEAR (he probably learnt something like it as a wee'un) = my brain is happy.

ngl my thirsty ass brain short-circuited at just "Sten + Ganondorf" SO UH. THANKS FOR THAT.

[bad-at-bullet-journaling]

Sorry bout all three accidental crossblogging, mobile hates me very much

[amepcrdue]

I have a crossblog headcanon coming up that I will be posting soon. it’s... a lot and changes some things to what has been previously established on this blog but it’s so good i can’t not.