#* ( Verse 06 )

[thenamesallison]

@impossibleormerelyfantastic

"You owe me." The growl in her voice was unusual, nearly unnatural, but it matched the visceral stare she had fixed on Dr. Stephen Strange. "You knew Tony was going to snap his fingers, but you didn't try at all to save him after he did. All of your magic, all of your protector of our reality bullshit, and you let him die! You didn't even have the decency to warn us. So, you owe me."

Despite her own commitment to her agenda, Ally was still surprised when Dr. Strange acquiesced. "If it will help you find closure, fine." He listed rules as he strapped what looked like a golden watch to her wrist. Instead of the time, it showed a digital map, hexagons connected by varying lines. "The hexagon highlighted in blue is the universe you are currently in. Once you leave this universe it will be in green. Always come back to green. While you're...elsewhere, try your best not to talk to anyone. You don't belong in these universes, and there's a strong chance a different version of you already exists. And don't stay for more than forty-eight hours at a time. You don't belong there. The longer you stay the more risk you place on the walls of the universe. Got it?"

Ally tore her eyes away from the watch and nodded. "I just want to see him. I want to see him in one universe where he's okay."

Strange just looked at her sadly. "Forty-eight hours. If you don't come back, I'll have to come get you."

"I don't need a babysitter." Ally used the dial on the side of the watch to set her destination. "See you later." She clicked the dial in and popped away.

It turned out that Tony's death was a fairly common occurrence throughout the multiverse. Ally lost count of how many dimensions she popped into where their Tony was gone. In some, he was never even born. When she popped into another new universe, 616 the watch said, her confidence was at an all time low. She found herself on a rooftop in Midtown, a slight drizzle dampening her hair.

"Great. That's what I needed." She walked toward the edge, taking stock of this version of New York. It didn't look too dissimilar to hers; there were some skyscrapers she didn't recognize, but one--"Aw, they still have the Tower. Lucky."

Taking off, Ally headed for Avengers Tower, large and imposing, a familiar sight she missed in the skyline back home. It was still there, sure, but it wasn't the same since Tony sold it. She landed across the street in an alleyway, walking out onto the sidewalk as if she wasn't just flying high above it. As she got closer to the crosswalk, there was a large whoosh and a gust of wind; Ally just managed to look up to see a streak of red and gold racing up the Tower's exterior to the landing pad several stories above them. Her eyes watered, and, before she realized what she was doing, she shot up into the sky, following him.

She hovered in the air, watching as he landed, as his helmet came off, and the rapid beating of her heart stuttered as she saw his face. "Who the hell is that?"

[fandom]

What a nice little gay list this is.

Happy Pride, y'all. The much-anticipated Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse is now in theaters and folks are embracing a whole new cohort of Spider-folks. The series finales of Succession and Ted Lasso aired and, well, they both left fans with a whole mess of emotions. Emotional support himbos and Roys, you'll be missed. Ranboo's Generation Loss is finally here after years of hype and the fan art and theories abound in the tags. The full trailer for Barbie dropped and is full of existential crises backed by an Indigo Girls soundtrack, which: again, happy Pride. Finally, The Little Mermaid film has folks visiting a whole new world. This is Tumblr's Week in Review.

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse

Succession

Barbie

Pride Month

Ted Lasso

Artists on Tumblr

Asexual

Generation Loss: The Social Experiments

Miguel O'Hara | Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse

LGBTQ

The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom

Hobie Brown | Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse

Lesbian

The Little Mermaid

The Good Place

Bisexual

Gay

Miles Morales | Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse

Stranger Things

Queer

[livwritesstuff]

So Hazel and Robbie are Swifties – 100%. For reference – I am not, but I'm also able to acknowledge that I am part of the minority in this so here we are. 

An unexpected side effect of this is that, when Taylor Swift starts publicly dating a football player and making appearances at the games that Steve and Moe just so happen to watch, Robbie and Hazel start joining them.

To be clear – Steve loves this. Sure, they have some questionable things to say about the games, but who cares? He's just so thrilled to be talking about sports with his kids.

The real victim here is Moe.

Unlike her sisters, Moe is not a Swiftie, mostly because Moe stubbornly refuses to partake in anything that makes it to mainstream popularity (it’s one of the ways she takes after Eddie), so she is not thrilled about this arrangement.

Hazel: What if they have to go to the bathroom?

Steve: They go before.

Hazel: But…they’re drinking water, right?

Moe: *long-suffering groan*

Steve: There’s also halftime, hon.

Robbie: What if, like, two players are feuding and then they end up on the same team?

Robbie: Not gonna lie, that’s kinda hot.

Steve: *silently agrees*

Hazel: How do they decide who’s on the field together? Is it, like, numerical order or do they just go off of vibes

Steve: Well, there’s a–

Robbie, completely interrupting him: Do you think it’s a little reductive, to, like, assign them a number?

Robbie: Like, does anybody bother to learn their names?

Eddie: Ah, Robbie, my pride and joy. You’ve discovered the true marginalized group in this country.

Eddie: NFL players.

Moe: Oh my god. I hate you all.

[pack-the-pack]

I'm one day late, but to all the Ace Misce people and Omegaverse fans that follow my blog, I just want to tell you:

Keep at it!

Don't let people tell you that Omegaverse and Miscehood is and has to be inherently sexual! Cause they're full of bologna.

There's many ways to be Misce and darling, if you haven't checked in since 2010, there are MANY MORE ways of writing A/B/O that don't involve sex at all.

Happy international asexuality day to all my fellow Aspec people!

Keep howling and keep thriving!!!!

[ad-venturism]

Wanted

Wanting to be wanted is the loneliest thing, I am told. I am wanted, with the weight of a bounty, I am a head on a faded poster at the bus station, like a deer in hunting season. I remember when his attention was a soft caress, now every gaze feels like a laser – I am wanted, wanted, alive.

[sircina]

The hybrid girl gave her father the book that she wanted to be read alongside her sister, as Naida held the little fairy girl before get her in bed on the other side of the room, their house wasn't too big, but it was precious and finally living a family life.

The mermaid just tugged her both daughters better to not let them be cold in the freezing nights.

“ 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 ﹖”

Asked Naida to her husband as she looks at the cover of it, oh The Wizard of Oz!! she loved the history! It's s endearing, so she stood in the room with them both, to hear Ramon( @spoocys-glade-of-dreams ) read the history to their daughters

“ 𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜. 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖... ”

“ 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝙳𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚣, 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚛 𝙳𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 ﹖”

“ 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕. 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕... 𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝, 𝙼𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎... ”

Says Naida kissing her daughter's heads before kiss Ramon's lips softly.

It was finally time to go to bed... changing her clothes for her nightgawn and waiting for Ramon to join her and cuddle with him.

[number-one-shadisper-shipper]

It's Good Friday!

I've had this idea for a piece of art for a while now and finished it just in time. This Silver quote from '06 really stuck with me and I thought it made an interesting point.

God made the ultimate decision to sacrifice His only Son to save the world.

"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life."

-- John 3:16

"He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed." --‭ 1 Peter 2:24

"but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us." --‭Romans 5:8

Happy Good Friday!

[pvach]

The princess wanted to do more, to help other people, and knowing how Fernando was she had to act fast, good thing that she got in contact with a captain and was willing to take her with them... Oh please away from the castle for some time, to rest her mind and body, to rest everything as she needed it and urgently...

The blonde waited for that said ship with a lot of urgency, giving a hug to Toadsworth and telling him to be careful and take care of the Toads for her. As she just looks with a bit of sadness at her kingdom as she waits for them to pick her up, she has a bag with esentials, that's all she needs, power ups and esentials as clothes, hairbrush, her make up and her toothbrush...

“ 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚃𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚜... 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜... ”

Says her to herself as she finally sees the ship, bowing down wolding the hems of her dress as a greeting.

@spoocys-glade-of-dreams

[operahouses]

⸻ Paris,   2022.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌   vintage   lamps   dances   over   the   walls   of   Louis’   Parisian   apartment   ;   A   city   he   despised   for   so   long,   now   the   place   he   calls   home.   Claudia   lingers   here   with   him   —   in   photographs   framed,   antiques   and   artifacts   displayed.   Records   spin   lazily   on   an   old  turntable,   the   gentle   crackle   of   vinyl   a   soundtrack   to   his   evening   —   intertwining   with   the   fragrant   notes   of   red   wine,   rich   and   velvety   like   a   well-worn   novel.

Louis   reclines   on   a   settee,   its   fabric   reminiscent   of   autumn   leaves,   surrounded   by   an   eclectic   collection   of   art   communicating   stories   of   love   and   loss.   His   beloved   friend,   Hara,   sits   across   from   him,   her   laughter   ringing   like   bells   in   a   breeze.   They   toast   to   freedom,   their   glasses   clinking   softly   —   a   delicate   chime   amid   the   fading   notes   of   a   jazz.   But   then,   as   if   a   cloud   passed   over   the   moon,   Hara’s   laughter   falters,   replaced   by   a   fleeting   shadow   of   sorrow.   Her   gaze   drifts   to   the   window,   where   the   Parisian   night   unfolds,   dotted   with   distant   shimmer   of   city   lights.

@petitsdieu ❝ Please don’t leave me alone. I cannot do this without you. ❞

A   confession   on   her   lips   —   fear   and   heartache.   And   in   that   moment,   laughter   fades   into   a   poignant   silence. They   are   reminded   of   the   absences   lingering   like   ghosts   in   the   corners   of   their   minds. Louis   watches   her,   a   tender   ache   rising   in   his   chest,   recognizing   the   fragility   beneath   her   bravado   —   like   holding   gaze   with   his   reflection.   He   sets   his   glass   down   and   slowly   sits   up,   attentive.   ❝  Minks,   I   think   you’re   my   only   friend   in   this   vast   world…   Leave   you   alone?   Oh,   chou   —   you’re   breakin’   this   old   man’s   heart.   ❞

[marvelousjj]

Ana wanted to get as far away form that place as she possibly could. She hadn't believed it was possible until he showed up. She remembered laying awake at night, praying he would show up, despite them saying she would never see him again. He had made it to the rooftop when they took her away from him...Perhaps he had gotten out. It ad turned out that he had, against all odds, her hopes and prayers had been answered.

She watched him kneel down, and instruct her to climb onto his back, and hang on. She nodded and did as he told her, clinging around his neck with a tight grip. It wasn't the first time she had done something like this when they needed to be quick. His legs were longer and she was easy to carry with her height.

Her eyes squinted shut while the Soldier took out what guards he could, but just as they had preached...chop off one head, and more will take it's place...

The Soldier was doing the best that he could, but even that was proving to not be good enough as they reached outside and closer to the gate. She hadn't been outside in six months, and despite it being in the middle of the night, there was a bright light that felt like it could blind her. She hid her eyes while she heard Russians shouting for him to put the child down.

She needed to do something they were completely surrounded and she knew that no matter how hard he fought, they wouldn't be making it out. She was tired, and even if she wasn't...It would take a lot out of her. But she had to try.

Ana let go of her hold on him, letting herself fall down his back and into the cold mud. The agents raised their guns, telling her to go back inside, and they wouldn't hurt him. She knew that was a lie. The second they had her inside he would be shot on side, with as many bullets as it took to get the job done.

She shivered slightly, but looking up at a group of the agents, she stared them down for a second before nodding to side with her head, as if gesturing for them to move. As if on command, the men turned their necks until five snaps were heard, and they fell to the ground. While another group of agents advanced forward, she held her hand out to them, before raising her hand in the other direction. Her eyes squinted shut before the agents all went flying back in the opposite direction. Some survived, but most were killed by colliding with a cement wall, or being impaled into something.

Turning around to look at the Soldier, she was now bleeding out of her nose slightly. She let out a tired huff before her legs gave out and her eyes fluttered shut, bringing her down to the ground.

[bhaalswn-arch]

You who were born from original sin, the Vessel of Bhaal.

[curseplay]

@deatheless sent: photos are a weird form of time travel. [ ACCEPTING! ]

when she was five years old, she went as a dalmatian for halloween. it was the perfect costume for her; one that continued her trend of dressing up as various puppies while also complementing seven year old tommy's decision to be a firefighter that year. in the photo she holds, they're standing on the steps of the porch. tommy's got his empty pillowcase in one arm and his wriggly younger sister in the other. they're smiling so wide that you can see exactly which baby teeth they're missing.

she hadn't wanted to look at the photos originally, but her mom had insisted on digging them out. based on where the box was at the foot of the steps, paris can assume they weren't all that hidden at all. for her mom, they're the only portal back to half of her family that she has.

❝ that was the first year we coordinated costumes, if you can believe it. ❞ paris hands the photo to mina so she can look at it closer. then, she reaches to the bottom of the box for a change of scenery.

the next photo she produces is also of her and tommy. this time, she's around sixteen years old. a miserable age, she thinks, but you wouldn't know it by the grin on her face as her brother slings her over his shoulder. she's trying to make his life harder by covering his face with her hands. now, years later, paris wishes she hadn't. you can only barely see his smile.

mina's gaze is palpable over her shoulder. paris opens her mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. they seem to notice at the same time that the photo was captured in this same room, just a few feet away.

paris' eyes linger on the spot. the rug is old and worn, but not in the way where you can tell tommy once stood there. when mina speaks, she swallows a lump in her throat back to the pit of her stomach.

❝ i can still kind of feel him here. ❞ moreso than her father. it's funny how that works. ❝ i didn't think i'd be able to. ❞

[fandom]

Movies

Week Ending June 5th, 2023

Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse

Barbie

The Little Mermaid

Lord of the Rings

Deadpool

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Mutant Mayhem

Five Nights at Freddy's

Scream VI

The Hobbit

Avatar: The Way of Water

Ratatouille

Suicide Squad

The Hunger Games

Top Gun: Maverick

Guardians Of The Galaxy

The Super Mario Bros. Movie

Everything Everywhere All At Once

How to Train Your Dragon

Twilight

Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves

[neptuniadoesstuff]

Doodle Hell #06? (Kasi Edition)

Its all... Kasikah??? Always has been-

(TW/CW btw: Bl00d/Gørə)

So here is the full pick of this week's Doodle Hell. This time featuring a OC of mine that I have been kinda obsessive over since their conceptualization.

Chapter 1, The original Kasi:

No context here just.. Some drawings of the original Kasikah featuring her hubba, Rudy Williams (Goober who is missing a eye).

This includes:

A Sketch of what normal Kasikah is supposed to look like.

Her just... loafing like a cat? (Phoraloxes can do that apparently)

Idk just some wholesome garbage bcs we more of that where the he'll I'm going.

& a "Hehe >:3" moment lol.

(Both Kasikah & Rudy belong to me)

Chapter 2, Uh... a more accurate depiction of what Kasi!Phen looks like (Phen 228/The Boiled One but with Kasi's attributes & bits of her personality)

MMMMMMM YEH MORE SPOOPS AHHAHAH. (& yes I know I have Kasi!Phen legs but for the most part they don't hab legs, instead he be melted on the floor, being stinky, & waiting for the time to steal yur spine.. THE PHENLINGS NEED TO EAT SOMEHOW!)

This Includes:

A portrait of that spine stealing sleep paralysis demon.

Just them... occasionally having no frikin legs (as Phen 228 do).

They are just doing their job beo, why u annoyed? (Featuring cameos of JJ & Neppy)

The demon is just saying hi. :3

(Phen 228 belongs to Doctor Nowhere but KasiPhen was created by me as part of a AU of them called "Mother Phen")

Chapter 3, "Nice Opnion, one small issue, I am inside your home." -The Intruder from The Mandela Catalogue.

Im just not gonna explain this one. Does this have any true importance? Eh not rlly I just wanted to draw Kasi as the child stealer from that horror series on YT about some demons taking over earth by telling ppl to [REDACTED] themselves with info that is way too complex for the human mind itself.

This includes:

"TFW when you get caught doin yur job by one of the parents"

Whoop Whoop Meem

No context tbh I just donno what I'm doing with my life.

(The Mandela Catalogue series belongs to Alex Kister but Kasi belongs to me)

Lil Bonus of the Brimthorne Family.

From Left to Right, we have:

Kasikah, Rudy, Ravine, Klynka, Theo, & Kryssi (Krystal). (All of these guys belong to me)

(Yes, I know it says Kyssi in the pic but that's a typo bro)

Character credits are in the descriptions of each chapter which includes credit to the original creators of the drawings/designs I based on.

Art is uh.. welp, all mine.

Program is Ibispaint bcs that's my main program u goof.

Bubs' TOS: Plz don't repost/steal, trace, or recolor my art WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! If you do, I'll take yur femur and pelvis.. SO, DON'T THINK ABOUT IT! (The PNS on my Blog's pinned project clearly means "Please No Steal" plz follow that rule.) If you do post my art on anything like yur blog or somewhere else (With my permission) PEASE CREDIT ME!

[meatriarchived]

me starin' at the sawyer family lists tryna figure out where realistically i could plug luda mae and consequently the other hewitts

whispers what the fuck who are half of you people-

[ad-venturism]

At my 100th birthday party I realized all my male friends were dead but some little boys still ran in the backyard, the grandsons, even sons, of friends who decided to be mothers later in life. they rented me a body to try for the day, I had always been slim but never curvaceous, a runner but never fast. In a sterile side room a team of surgeons removed my head to be placed on the rented body, and stretched my facial skin to match the texture of my new neck. I stood straighter than before and ran a few blocks at 6 miles a minute with new bouncy breasts. Ashley with her ceramic hips was even faster. Emilia doesn't count – she took off her legs and put on wheels for shits & giggles. then, it was time for cake.