#Noteis

[muquesko]

*This particular series is deemed for kids, please don’t comment otherwise*

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*Camera used: Nikon Backside Illumi-nationCMOS  (Photoshop was used: Text tool and shape tool)

The location where the photo was taken: Illinois

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*Series: Mr. Jenkins’ Belly*       

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Noteis reference!!!

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*Characters in the picture:

1. Noteis_Dignation (Dog, Striped Halkur Dog)

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*28th Dimension English Dictionary:

1. Striped Halkur Dog: A colorful gray Dog with stripes. They can navigate in the dark and are excellent diggers.

[bobellafofella]

every few months i listen to the hades soundtrack and remember how much this game fundamentally rips 🤘💔🌱

[viola-watcher]

[Viola leaves the front door unlocked after her parents leave so Notey can come in when they get there, hesitantly entering her parents' room.]

[She knew they wouldn't catch her in there or anything because they left, but that didn't stop her from being nervous about going somewhere she shouldn't.]

[Viola decides to check the closet, skimming through boxes of papers, clothes, and other random things, before she stumbles upon a box stuffed in the corner. It feels familiar somehow, so she picks it up and sets it on the edge of her parent's bed.]

[Viola lifts the lid off of the box, pausing when she sees what is inside. She reaches in and pulls out an old-looking dark brown teddy bear, tears well up in her eyes as she stares at the plush in shock.]

..I thought they got rid of you..

[She whispers at the bear before hugging it, tears rolling down her face. After a bit, Viola stops hugging it, puts it back in the box, and closes it again, carrying it to her room. She decides that she has all she could want from their room, choosing not to put anything back.]

( ooc: @musicnotey this could kinda start off the moving thing if that works for you. Whenever you're ready you could have Notey and Crown? show up :) )

[maythray]

RIP NOTEY TPOS YOU WOULD HAVE LOVED ANIMAL JAM

[ninjnerd-anaklusmos]

Apologies for the shit quality of the pic, but-

Me and @note-katha have posted the first chapter of our collab work!!!!

I hope y'all will go read it and that you all enjoy the story we have :)

It can be read here.

[gameboy-berry]

Happy Flat Fuck Friday

[mumpsetc]

can you draw notey from tpos or martini glass or neon sign horsified. i think they all have cool objects and itd be cool to see them in pony traits

The Pony Object Show

[domini-porter]

FIC: Some Wicked Thing, Chapter 15: Your Only Authority Now

the intense writing jag I was on finally cooled off, and I'm back on a (relatively) saner (heh) schedule; here's Chapter 15 of Some Wicked Thing!

NOTE: this chapter deals extensively with abuse and trauma inside the 19th century asylum system. I'm choosing to try to minimize the extremity of it, because it's really, really, profoundly upsetting, and the point gets across without going all the way to the darkest places. Still, this chapter, and several going forward, includes physical assault, involuntary medication, stress positioning, and physical and psychological torture. Please use your discretion!

“Look, Matron,” Short Jack grinned sleekly, leaning low on his elbow over the matron’s desk. “I can’t say as where I picked this one up”—he chuckled, leaned in closer, conspiratorial—“in fact I shouldn’t even say I can’t say,” he winked. “But the gentlem-uh, the fellow,” he corrected conspicuously, tantalizingly, “who arranged for me to take her here in particular, he was so dead set on this being the spot that he has very generously offered to make it worth the trouble for you and me both.”

it took like two days of intentional not thinking for my brain to feel normal after writing 60k words in a week and I will not, I hope, be doing that again; thanks for sticking with me!

[mxwhore]

there was a girly couple holding hands and when i looked in their direction they separated NOOO :(((

[bat-the-misfit]

AGORA QUE EU PERCEBI

POR FAVOR ME DIGAM QUE A MINA DO LADO DO JEREMIAS NÃO É A ISA

[sunliv]

i think im going crazy...

the white light of the training room has started turning yellow...

[feelingcomplet]

Nunca houve um dia da minha vida, desde que te conheci, que eu não notei você.

( Ringing in the New Year )

[romancetickets]

Just some funney little drawing I did !! Some are a little older than others, but I still love them quite a lot! (All designs were made by me, other than the nurse, who was made by a cool artist on TH ;>c )

[goodobjectshowscreenshots]

[ninjnerd-anaklusmos]

Hewwo, I am here to make you write <3

19, bc inkling is my favorite of those words and Raphael!

Hello there Notey <3. Thanks for requesting! If you wanna know how to submit your own drabble request, please click here!

Inkling:

Raphael watched anxiously as Michael spoke with a small group of angels, them all laughing and sharing stories that had happened in the past week. He wasn't sure why he felt so nervous, he was just standing a couple feet away with papers in his arms, but the feeling wouldn't leave him alone. It was odd, feeling so conflicted about waiting a handful of minutes.

Michael waved at the other angels, turning towards Raphael with a smile. “You didn’t have to wait for me, you could have gone ahead.”

Cheeks flushing with embarrassment, Raphael nodded. “Oh. Of course, apologies.”

Michael laughed airily, waving a hand through the air at another group of angels walking by, who all waved back at him with big smiles and happy eyes. “No need to apologize for waiting. You must want to be absolutely certain you can handle this on your own.”

Raphael swallowed around the lump in his throat; that anxiety of his climbing higher and higher, getting harder to ignore. “Well, yes. Can you explain it to me one more time? I want it to be perfect.”

“This is the third time I’ve explained it to you, Raph,” Michael said, his tone completely neutral. “I really don’t think I need to tell you how to fill out a handful of forms, do I?”

A quick shake of his head and Michael was all smiles again, perfect in every conceivable way once more. “Excellent. Then you can head home and fill them out while I make my rounds, correct?”

“O-of course,” he mumbled, trying to keep his meekness out of his voice. He didn’t like being alone in that house. It gave him the chills even though he had lived there since he was created.

Michael stopped walking at the fork in the path, clasping Raphael’s arm tight enough to hurt. “Do not fill these forms out incorrectly, alright? It is very important that they are handled with the proper respect and care. I will see you later.”

Raphael didn’t hesitate, the moment his arm was free, he walked down the path towards his home, chest growing tight with panic as he tried to stave it off. He didn’t have time to deal with processing his emotions, he had to fill out the forms! Now, what had Michael said to do first again… signing the form was last, that much he knew for certain, but everything else was a complete blur, a vague notion of perhaps doing this was first.

Huffing a sigh, Raphael skimmed over the top form, trying to piece together how to properly fill it out and not give Michael more work to do. The entire reason Raphael was doing this was to help Michael have more time for other jobs he needed to be attending to, not silly paperwork that any other high-ranking angel could handle. That was what he was too, a high-ranking angel. By God’s name he was going to perfect these forms or die trying.

Nodding to himself, he strode forward with a confidence he didn’t normally feel, but one that was true. He would do so well that Michael would ask him to help out even more, showing how deeply he trusted and valued him as a person. The mere idea made Raphael giddy, excited to get some kind of approval for all his hard work.

However, he had an inkling that it wouldn’t be the way he hoped, just from his past experiences with praise and compliments, but that was okay. He was helping where he was needed, and that had to stand for something.