#OC: Mandie Piec

[shanalikeanna]

It only took me 10000000 years because of various reasons, but here is my part of my trade with @mandiemegatron !!! Honestly I love that when I asked her where she wanted the setting to be she just said "Space". And I mean, in One Piece anything man can imagine can happen so. Space it is LOL. (I love you so much Mandie) Anyway I hope you like it!!!!! As always I had a lot of fun with this one. Although I do have to question Kid's taste in pants.

[mariodreemurr]

Intro / Pinned Post!

“They laugh at me because I’m different. I laugh at them because they’re all the same.” –Kurt Cobain

Greetings, fellow humans! …Er, hey, everyone! Welcome to my all-purpose blog! Here, you’ll find all my Tumblr posts, including various art pieces, reblogs, and selfshipping stuff! So, without further ado, allow me to introduce myself. (This post may change over time!!)

Mario / Marma / Marm

22 y/o (there’s no NSFW/suggestive stuff here, but please be mindful before interacting)

AMAB Paraboy (He/They)

Bi-xenosexual (meaning, I am a bisexual who is exclusively attracted to sapient nonhumans)

Furry / alienkin (The last 2 names I gave for myself are names for my aliensona! I might post him someday.)

Selfshipper

INFP 4w5 so/sx 469 (4w5-6w5-9w8)

Hobbies / Interests (including media)

NOTE: Me having an interest in or having F/Os from a certain media DOES NOT MEAN THAT I CONDONE THE CREATOR’S ACTIONS, IF APPLICABLE!! Also, I don’t consider myself to be in these fandoms, if applicable. I’m just a fan!

90s alternative / grunge music

The Amazing Digital Circus

Beastars

Chikn Nuggit

Drawing & writing

The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy

Hazbin Hotel / Helluva Boss

Heavy metal, especially alternative metal (which includes funk metal, nu metal and rap metal)

Invader Zim

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure (especially Part 3)

Kitty Is Not a Cat

Nintendo, especially Super Mario, Kirby & Pokémon (up to and including Gen 7)

Personality types, most notably MBTI & Enneagrams

Pizza Tower

Statistics & data science

Trivia Crack / Triviatopia

Undertale / Deltarune / Undertale Yellow

BYF

I am autistic, which makes it very hard for me to interact with people sometimes. At times, I say things that I don’t truly mean, so please be patient with me. In addition, please say what you mean whenever you talk to me, as I often take things very literally.

I have very bad social anxiety, and I often delay responses simply because I’m shy and/or I don’t know what to say that won’t offend other people.

DNI (may change over time)

Anti-selfship, anti-furry

Proshippers/comshippers/darkshippers (including neutrals, anti-antis, and “proship safe” blogs)

MAPs & adjacent, adults who selfship with minors, incest shippers, zoos

Selfshippers who ship themselves with real people (fictional characters played by irl people/actors are fine)

Biphobes / those that engage in bisexual erasure

Homophobes, LGBTphobes, TERFs & other bigots

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss hatedom

If none of these apply to you, go under the cut for more!

Now that you’re still here, it’s time for the fun stuff!

(NOTE: As long as you truly respect them, I am 100% comfortable with sharing ANY AND ALL of my romantic & platonic F/Os!!!)

My F/O lists may change over time.

Romantic F/Os (WIP!)

WARNING: This section is a MAJOR work in progress. There are only a few F/Os in it now, but the list will change/fluctuate greatly over time!

I have plenty of romantic F/Os, which are my main focus (a lot of them are OCs). So, without further ado, here they are:

Arly Carpenter (OC) - Current main

Petal (Kitty Is Not a Cat)

Queerplatonic F/Os

I also have a handful of queerplatonic F/Os. Even though they’re not romantic, I still very much care for them. They are:

Adam (Hazbin Hotel)

Jax (The Amazing Digital Circus)

Meow Skulls (Fortnite)

Sallie May (Helluva Boss)

Familial F/Os

I also have 6 familial F/Os. They are:

Kirby (Kirby series) - Son

Tito (Trivia Crack / Triviatopia, but esp. the latter) - Son

Haru (Beastars) - Daughter

Mandy (The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy) - Daughter

Toriel (Undertale) - Mother

Asriel Dreemurr (Undertale) - Brother

Platonic F/Os

Lastly, I have several platonic F/Os. They are:

Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel)

Ankha (Animal Crossing)

Barbie Wire (Helluva Boss)

Cheeta (Kitty Is Not a Cat)

Foghorn Leghorn (Looney Tunes)

Ginsburg (Kitty Is Not a Cat)

Grim (The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy)

Happy (Kitty Is Not a Cat)

All of I.M.P. (Helluva Boss)

Jean Pierre Polnareff (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Johnny Cage (Mortal Kombat, esp. his MK1 incarnation)

Part 3 Joseph Joestar (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Legoshi (Beastars)

Miley (Kitty Is Not a Cat)

Ming (Kitty Is Not a Cat)

The Nazz (Kitty Is Not a Cat)

Noriaki Kakyoin (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Schnitzel (Chowder)

Sidon (The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild)

Sir Pentious (Hazbin Hotel)

Spook (Kitty Is Not a Cat)

Starlo (Undertale Yellow)

Thorn (Kitty Is Not a Cat)

And that’s pretty much it for this post! Hope to see y’all around in the future!

[konaiiro]

★ Art Tag ★

thanks for tagging me to play @doshiart @spookygingerr @michellemisfit

Have you always been interested in creating art? Kinda? No? Not sure. I think I've always been interested in art in the 'wow, thats cool' way, not really creating though.

What's your favourite medium to use? If digital, what programs do you like? I taught myself to draw on digital (wacom intus medium i still use) and have the free program firealpaca - im too lazy to change now. I've owned sketchbooks to take with me and it's good but I don't think I'll ever really get over not having the command + z tool.

Do you create outside of fandom? A little, I've got ocs who I draw occasionally.

Share something you haven't finished and/or never got around to posting OH so many, its not funny. But here's a more recent piece which was initially for AFTG pride zine. It was so good, I just couldn't make it work for WEEKS. I ended up switching up and doing something else.

Favourite piece you've made? OH well, i've got a few but this would be my pick for 'konaiiro wrapped'.

Draw your icon in a minute or less - pass!! :,)

An underrated piece you've made in your opinion

you lads slept on this one (forced to screenshot from instagram bc its old and i can't find the file and, as established, im lazy). So much wrong with it and yet i fuck with the vibes and texture and expression and pose- UGH

Do you do art in a professional setting? No, not really. I've done comms in the past and I was going to go do animation in uni, but found that i like to keep my creating up to me. I would be open to run comms again, but under a different structure I think.

A piece you don't like but did really well on social media

yall flocked over these two idk. i like them enough just,, i'm so aware about all the mistakes lmao.

Post an old piece and compare it to your most recent, what are the similarites? I've done some redraws so NOW is a perfect time.

Ian and Mandy (March 2022 vs September 2024)

i think from a creation perspective, i know my base lineart is much cleaner and rendered.

Background is,, actually there lmao. It kicked my ass to draw but it happened.

Style has changed a tonne to more realistic (?), proportions are less all over the place.

effects are just better

I can actually draw hands huzzah!

They actually have a skin tone (+freckless!!)

Have you ever collaborated with another artist/s?

Yeah! A tonne; for events, challenges, zines, charity art calendars (hint hint aftg 2025 calender sales end 31st of Oct, all profits go to help those access gender affirming care.)

What piece has the most notes? Are you surprised?

I've been active on tumblr from around the start of the year, but I think its this one?

Who/What is your favourite subject matter?

honestly i think my blog name summarises better than I ever could.

Show us something not from fandom you've made

old oc art

Where do you like to create?

Desk in my bedroom! I like facing my window so I can look out like some tortured artist when my eyes need a break.

Give yourself a shoutout, where can we commission/buy/follow you for more pieces?

I'm on twitter, tumblr, instagram all are @konaiiro !!

Any mutuals, if you've made it this far, this is me tagging you lmao

[jimothy-hopkins]

This is my precious horse girl Blair. I am far from done with oc posting I love my little guys.

Info about Blair!

General Description:

Blair is on the shorter side and wears heels to compensate. She has thick light brown hair that is always curled to princess-like perfection. She has small facial features and usually wears makeup to complement her appearance. Despite living in the United States for years, she still has a Bulgarian accent.

Blair is usually a quiet individual. She minds her own business. Blair isn’t very confrontational, but when pushed into a corner she will lash out. She doesn’t really like any of the preps, finding them dramatic and spoiled. Blair likes to keep herself busy and to show off with her accomplishments when given the opportunity. When she is with close company, Blair is surprisingly outspoken and witty.

Interests and whatnot:

Blair is a very accomplished equestrian. She has been riding since she was very young, and was taught under successful trainers with phenomenal horses. Blair competes in show jumping and the hunter ring. She has an entire wall dedicated to her ribbons. Blair is always open to bragging about her success as a rider.

At heart Blair is also a huge theatre kid. She rushes to audition for her favorite role in school plays and puts all her effort into acting the part. Blair loves the spotlight and loves to show off her acting skills. She has also done a few musicals. Blair enjoys the close bind the theatre department shares. She specifically has her father donate to the arts department to help keep it going.

Blair enjoys Greek Mythology. Her favorite piece of Greek literature is the Odyssey. When she isn’t doing extracurriculars or homework, she’s in the library reading up on any translated piece she can find. Blair has also been to museums that have Ancient Greek artifacts on display.

Reputation:

The jocks like to have Blair around. Thanks to her parents forcing her to participate in sports, she has a good standing in the clique. She plays her part on the cheer team as a flyer and pulls her weight in volleyball. She’s good friends with Damon West and Mandy Wiles.

The greasers do not like her. While Blair isn’t one to go out of her way to harass them, she’s guilty by association. This isn’t good for Blair. Unfortunately, she’s developed a serious crush on Johnny Vincent. Things can really only go downhill from there I guess

The preps are friendly to Blair. She’s included in their circle very frequently. Although after her break up with Bif Taylor things are slightly awkward. Blair herself likes none of the preps, but she’s good at being fake. In her opinion, she thinks their parents should force them to work more to prove themselves like hers do. She’s rich, not necessarily spoiled.

Blair thinks the bullies are nuisances. She gets along with Trent alright, but the others not so much. She thinks bullying others is a waste of time and that maybe if they put all that effort into learning and hard work they’d be less miserable on the inside.

Blair is alright with the nerds. They do pitch in to help the theatre department a lot with sets and lights. Blair appreciates their dedication to academics. She is friends with Cornelius.

Quotes:

“You! Take this and go buy me some cherry coke.”

“Do you think I care if you take my money? A hundred dollars is pocket change to me.”

“Performance arts are an important part of human history and date back to ancient times!”

“I have practice, sorry.”

“I have to go to the barn after school. I can’t come. I am sorry.”

“I have to go help Juri with his English tutoring. I’ll see you later.”

“That Johnny guy, he’s kind of handsome..”

“The one thing I hate about these losers is that they’ve never worked. They get everything handed to them. I hate it! Why can’t my parents be like that?”

“Hey! Come to the auditorium Saturday nigh to see the school play! Admission is ten dollars!”

“I think I should rename my horse Elmer since he wants to be glue so bad.”

“Why should we waste time organizing a play of The Outsiders when we have a live performance on campus 24/7?”

“I’m so tired. I wish my parents would let me drop at least one sport.”

[reasonsmandy]

The Hands of Fate

Camila Dunne x Reader

✧.* requested by anon — Hi I don't know if you're taking requests so I'm so sorry if you're not but if you are would I be able to ask for a Camila/male oc that she knew from highschool that lives in Chicago when everything kick's off.

✧.* summary — The lines of destiny walk in unlikely and incomprehensible ways and that's why it hurt so much every time Camila Dunne saw her husband reject her more and more. She was always there for everyone and no one was there for her but you.

✧.* warnings — none

✧.* word count — 3.3k

✧.* 🫀 — Camila's Masterlist

✧.* mandy's notes — I'm actually so proud of this one, first time writing for my little angel and I miss her so so much. AND OMFG SHE'S SO GORGEOUS I CAN'T 😭

The lines of reality are shaped in doubtful and painful ways, sometimes momentary pleasures and sweetness as a kind of reward showing you the smoothest paths, the shortcuts, the ways to follow, the shields to create. As she watched her daughter's chest rise and fall Camila tried to understand where she had gone wrong, which way had she missed? When did she miss the exit? When had she let everything slip away from her so easily?

She felt fragile in the hands of fate, letting the thousands of timelines run through her mind like several short films. She always thought that everything she had endured this far had been for her, for that little girl who was not to blame for her father's heinous attitudes. She always thought that after they dealt with all that mess between them they would come out strong... But now she couldn't help thinking that if she was in fact strong she wouldn't put up with his shit.

It was unfair how he had a chance to leave everything, he had a chance to go through his breakdown, she had to be a mother, her daughter needed her. She couldn't go around drinking them all, she couldn't ignore all the obligations she had and throw a tantrum like she was sixteen again, after all, he took any chance of it from her, he made her lose her maturity by his hands like the source of a river in spring, she sees the waters flowing naturally and misses it when it doesn't come back like the used to. After all, a man never bathes in the same waters twice, and she was always reinventing everything she knew, that was Camila Dunne's life.

Since when has loving become this? She knew it wouldn't be an easy road, she was sure of that, but what kind of ordeal did she have to go through to be this difficult with Billy? Why did she have to rip out a piece of her heart to deserve a space in his? Why did she have to prove every time he stepped into the same room as her that she was worthy of a look?

It was suffocating to look for a hold, she always extended her hand but he never caught her in that jump, she always fell, she hurt, she got up, and it started all over again. And looking at the calm face of her daughter, who was sleeping peacefully in the hotel room, she understood that the hole she fell into was one she would never be able to fill, because no one could fill the insufficiency that fate holds eternally for Billy Dunne.

She feels the tears fall down her cheeks so naturally, her body still on that bed so big, a needle falling could be heard in that room, when had she normalized the presence of that pain taking over her husband's? She was so tired of feeling insufficient, of holding the whole world to her back while he pretended with smiles that he was the one providing the foundations.

She sighs deeply, gathering all the strength she didn't even know she still had inside her, approaching the little girl and placing a kiss on her forehead, she stops for a few moments resting her forehead on hers as if she was going to be able to recompose herself there, she needed to be strong for her, but she couldn't.

"I'm so sorry." She whispers to the little one who clutches her pillow between her sleep. "But I can't anymore, I tried, but I can't."

The smoke flooded her cognitive functions, all the choices she made until she reached the door of your house were like mental lapses, varied flashes of impulsive choices where she bundled up Julia and packed her suitcase with the aim of getting out of there as quickly as possible. She asks for the first taxi and gives him the address you gave her a long time ago in case she needed something, watching the streets of Chicago with anguish thinking about what would become of her, what would she do?

…

There's a fine line between kindness and giving your being for someone, and you knew Camila couldn't tell the difference. She is the kindest person in the world, she would do anything to see anyone happy even if it means burying her wants and needs until she doesn't see the light and loses her breath as she languishes among the earth. She got lost there among the worms in the dark earth, helpless indeed, she had no one but you that she could count on.

You knew her like every line on the palm of your hand, but not by observation like most people, not out of guesswork like most who watched her and deduced what she liked or didn't, you listened to her, you let her talk for hours and hours and actually listened to her. This was so unheard of in her setting that she felt as if she were on constant seawater where the sands of the water are always uncertain, where her feet would never know whether the ground would be firm or slippery, if there were holes or any kind of shell stones that would hurt her from the front.

Was the armor she learned to build necessary with you? Would she need all those mechanisms when she was in your presence? Did she have to scream to feel worthy of your gaze? You knew it wasn't easy to show her that she didn't have to, and you were willing to prove it.

Since high school, you were very close, after all, you had so much in common. You always made it very clear that the world wasn't ready for someone as extraordinary as her, and she always laughed thinking you were overreacting when it came to her, but you knew better. You saw her in a way that nobody sees, maybe not even herself after a certain time, you never stopped being close even after she started dating Billy and you moved to Chicago, it was necessary for you to be each other in a certain way.

So when Camila's life passed through the eye of the hurricane, you were there, as much as you could giving the support you got from a distance, you hated to see the situation where she lost a piece of herself to donate to the other, and that was when you tried to show that she deserved it more than crumbs of affection. You then said that when she felt ready to understand her true worth, to understand that she could be her best on her own and that she didn't depend on anyone else to be everything that she and her daughter needed, she could look for you in that apartment in Chicago.

Camila pulled her daughter closer to her, as if hiding the truth that that moment was dooming them, she takes a deep breath taking her trembling hands to the door and knocking three times on the wooden object, the harsh melody of the sound echoed through her body refreshed the tension of her choices, she looks away feeling her breath escape her lungs.

She hears his quiet steps towards the door, each step a relief from the anxious grip that has been living in her belly since she and her husband landed in this city. You turn the doorknob to find her weary figure with the little girl asleep in her lap, you frown in concern, immediately opening the door.

"Camila?" You give her space to come in, you know her, you know what coming here means. "What happened?"

"Where can I leave her sleeping?" Her voice was so weak it was like a breeze hitting your ears.

You point to your room and she, without precepts, guides the little one to the place, you arrange the room as much as you can for the unexpected visit, you try to ignore it but the nervousness was inevitable when she was near you. You sit on the couch, swinging your legs as you wait for the brunette to put the girl to sleep.

Camila props up the bedroom door and walks down the hall, leaning on it she closes her eyes collapsing in tears. The noise makes your chest tighten, you see the strongest woman you've ever known break down in front of you, it was scary you didn't know how to act.

You abruptly stand up, "Can I hug you?" You question slowly approaching her, she just nods through her tears.

She hugs you around the waist, her arms tremble around you and you wrap her around like a valuable treasure. For a while you are in a comfortable silence, you knew she was going to be in town but figured this time she'd be watching the band's soundcheck or something, but you decided not to ask until she's better for that conversation.

Time passes slowly for her, as if the torture of not knowing how to deal with the life she always dreamed of for herself grew more and more and her destiny was just to watch everything she always dreamed of among the dying flames like it was nothing. With every urge to cry, you wrap her around her more tightly, conveying in some way that you are there for her.

"Honey, don't you want to lie down?" You whisper after a while, she nods, you guide her to the couch. "Want to talk about it?"

"I don't know what else to do." She says running both hands through her hair. "I've done everything I could, all these years... To keep this family together, my family."

You see her tremble and take her hands carefully, without interrupting what she wants to say. "I just wanted things to be the way they used to, but I don't think Billy is going to be like that again, and I need to understand that."

"I'm so sorry Cami." You felt it was true when they said your heart cramps when you see your loved ones suffer. "You did everything you could, you are the best person, the best mother for Julia, the best wife. And if he didn't know how to recognize your worth, the fault is not in you, my dear."

She sighs in frustration, you hug her closer, "She's very proud of you, I'm sure." Your speech made her fall into tears, you know that her life is for her daughter, you wipe her tears.

"I just want her to be happy." She lays down on your chest, and you stroke her hair lovingly.

"And when are you going to give yourself a chance to be happy?" Your question leaves her speechless, and you don't press her to say anything. "Little Jules will be so much happier with her mom having that beautiful smile on her face."

Camila smiles weakly in thanks, she looks exhausted and you just wish she had time to rest from everything around her, you then stroke her hair once more whispering comforting words, giving her time to process and reassure her of everything she's able to do.

"You can rest, I'll take care of you." You say and feel as if after years she relaxes her muscles. "I promise you that everything will be fine when you wake up, or at least I will try to help you with that."

She closes her eyes and feels like she can ignore the world for once in her life, and rests in your arms. When she falls asleep, you put her on the couch and you see little Julia leave the room with her eyes tired because she just woke up.

"Hey Jules." You smile saying hello to the little one, who waves shyly at you. She threatens to call her mother but makes "shii" with her hands and widens her eyes when she sees her sleeping on the couch. "How about we make a snack for when mommy wakes up?" You suggest and the little one smiles excitedly, taking the hand you extend to her and following you into the kitchen.

As you step into the cozy kitchen with little Julia, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. Sunlight streams through the window, casting a gentle glow on the countertops adorned with colorful bowls and utensils.

You guide Julia to a sturdy wooden stool pulled up to the kitchen island, ensuring she can reach the ingredients effortlessly. The little one's eyes widen with curiosity and anticipation as she observes the array of fruits, bread, and spreads neatly arranged before her.

"Let's start by making some sandwiches," you suggest, grabbing a loaf of bread from the breadbox. Julia's face lights up with excitement as she watches you slice it into soft, even pieces. She eagerly takes charge of selecting various spreads, carefully spreading them on the bread slices with the enthusiasm only a child can possess.

Meanwhile, you retrieve a colorful assortment of fruits from a nearby bowl, encouraging Julia to pick her favorites. As she meticulously selects strawberries, banana slices, and blueberries, you can't help but marvel at her innocence and the way her eyes sparkle with delight.

Together, you assemble a delightful fruit platter, arranging the vibrant fruits into a pattern that resembles a cheerful smile. Julia giggles with delight, and you can't help but smile back, appreciating the joy she brings to even the simplest tasks.

As you reach for a pitcher of freshly squeezed orange juice, you notice a small step stool tucked away in the corner. Realizing that Julia might need a little extra help, you bring it over and place it next to her stool. Her eyes widen with anticipation as she eagerly climbs up and takes her seat, feeling like a kitchen assistant.

You pour the juice into two tall glasses, the liquid glistening in the sunlight, and place one in front of Julia. She takes a small sip, her eyes lighting up with the sweet tanginess, while you take a moment to savor the beauty of this shared moment.

With the sandwiches and fruit platter beautifully arranged on a decorative tray, you extend your hand to Julia, inviting her to carry it alongside you. She eagerly takes hold of your hand, her tiny fingers wrapping around yours, as you make your way back to the living room.

"Did you like it?" You ask in a calm voice, the little girl smiles and nods her head.

"Let's give it to mommy." She says with difficulty the words with scramble. She pulls her hand towards the living room, where Camila was already sitting, waking up slowly from her sleep. "Hi mommy, good morning." The little one says excitedly running to hug her.

"Good morning Jules, what were you guys doing?" She says kissing the little girl's forehead, you could see that she was airy, something had happened.

"Me and Y/N made a snack." She says proudly, pointing at you, you hold out the tray in your hand showing off your "project".

Camila smiles at you in gratitude, "I can't wait to try it, my love."

"Jules, I've got an idea." You say in a stilted voice, and the little one feels she's been called to an essential mission. "How about you prepare the balcony with pillows for mom? I have some in that room where you were sleeping, can you do that?"

"Yeah!" The little one exclaims excitedly, she goes skipping towards the room where she had slept and you take the time to sit there next to her mother.

"What happened?" You question, worried about the way she had the saddest face.

"Is it so obvious?" She asks despondently, resting her body entirely on the body of the couch. "It's almost showtime, Billy said if I thought we had a chance yet I should show up." she whispers

"And how do you feel about that?" You question, admiring the way she manages to be so beautiful.

"I feel guilty for not believing that there is still hope for us." She says and you notice she holds on to not cry, you hold her hand. "Very guilty."

"You did everything for this relationship..." You cup her face in your hands, "You gave your life for him, you lived this relationship for two people, actually... For three. You have full right to know that he has reached his end, and to know that this is his limit. Everything is fine Cami, this doesn't make you a horrible person."

"I feel so incapable of all of this." She rests her face in her hand, "Thank you for this, you're the only one who actually listens to me, you have no idea what that means."

"You don't have to thank her for anything." You assure her, stroking her cheeks. "Now, we have a snack made by your mini chef to eat."

You extend your hand to her, lifting Camila off the sofa, and guiding her to the balcony, where little Julia was already arranging the pillows.

As you step out onto the balcony with Camila, the warm breeze gently brushes against your skin, carrying with it a sense of serenity. The sight before you is transformed into a cozy oasis, as little Julia skillfully arranges a cluster of soft pillows and cushions on the floor, creating a comfortable space for Camila to relax.

Camila's eyes widen with surprise and appreciation as she takes in the tranquil scene. A small smile graces her lips, and she looks at Julia with admiration. "Wow, Jules, you did an amazing job! Thank you so much," she says, her voice filled with gratitude.

Julia beams with pride, her eyes shining with joy at her accomplishment. She pats the pillows, inviting Camila to take a seat, and you guide her to settle down amidst the plush cushions. As she sinks into the softness, Camila lets out a contented sigh, feeling the weight of the world slowly lift from her shoulders.

Taking your place next to her, you reach for the tray of sandwiches and the fruit platter that you prepared earlier. Julia eagerly joins in, her eyes dancing with excitement as she selects her favorite sandwich and takes a bite. The room fills with the sounds of satisfied munching and the occasional burst of laughter, as the three of you indulge in the simple joy of nourishing both body and soul.

As you watch Camila and Julia eat, a sense of warmth and fulfillment washes over you. This moment of shared companionship and comfort is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit and the power of love and support. It is a reminder that even in the face of adversity, there are moments of solace and connection that can carry us through.

You exchange glances with Camila, and there is a silent understanding that no matter what challenges lie ahead, you will be there for her. The unspoken promise of support and unwavering loyalty resonates between you, bringing a sense of solace to both of your hearts.

As the snacks disappear and the conversation flows effortlessly, you can see a hint of the burden lifting from Camila's shoulders. Her smile grows brighter, her laughter freer, as the weight of guilt and doubt gradually fades away.

In this moment, surrounded by love and the warmth of the sun's gentle rays, you realize that sometimes the simplest gestures, like sharing a meal together, can be the most profound acts of love and understanding. As the day unfolds, you know that whatever may come, you will face it together, drawing strength from the connection you have nurtured.

The balcony becomes a haven of serenity and hope, where Camila can momentarily set aside her worries and simply embrace the love and support surrounding her. And as the sun begins to set, casting a golden glow over the scene, you can't help but feel a renewed sense of determination and a belief that together, you can face whatever challenges lie ahead.

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[dreamcast641]

Music thursday!

Ik I was tagged by @starcrossedspirit and @cloudofbutterflies92 for this and i'm a tad bit late but there we go!

I saw a lot of people doing it with music that they associate with ocs, so I might pick some from their playlist

Claire Ekaterina Makarova

I picked this one this time. I think the sound is extremely fitting for her. How the lyrics tells that "it's all right" but the music is upsetting, almost meaning that it's all a lie.

Dmitry Vasilij Makarov:

It's basically what happened to him (and Claire as well if we want to be precise).

They haunted down what good was in him and completely shattered to pieces in a single accident.

Evelyn "Mandy" Ross

I somehow imagined some of the lyrics being the interactions between a possible recoinciliation between her and her daughter, Claire, especially this part:

"Did you get enough love, my little dove.

Why do you cry?

And i'm sorry I left, but it was for the best

Though it never felt right

My little versailles"

And I have all the intention of drawing it

Lilja Järvinen

There is no specific reason for this. But pastel ghost music gives me very futuristic scenario as it has been used in video displaying cyberpunk stuff and Lilja being a woman that is basically changing the future of the militia with her robotic dogs, suits the vibes perfectly.

[one0p1nk]

In your opinion what would your friends arts taste like?

// Ahhhh I won't exactly describe everyone's art here so I'll only describe based on what I recently ste :3

Klai's art tastes like Oreo... why? How to explain this,,, You know the many things you can do with oreo like split in half, dip it in milk, add cream on it, and whatever crazy stuff people do on it before eating it--- That's what Klai's art feels like. You savor it in different emotions... it can be unhinged, wild, wholesome, makes you crying... or multiple at the same time. 😭

Beth's art tastes like egg tarts. Sweet on the center for its content while bordered by slightly crunchy edges... yum yum yum.

Fifi's art tastes like... these Danish butter style cookies. Her drawings are like treats of surprises, you wouldn't know what kind of shape of cookie you'll get next once devouring the first level of the cookies.;;; and you'll never get tired of it bc I luv butter cookies so much nom nom nom nom---

Yami's art tastes like fruit gummies,, usually cherry flavored gummies. It looks bouncy and feels squishy, and tastes sweet. Sometimes, even soursweet when art makes you cry in tears;;;/lh

Joe's art tastes like bubble gums-- so many flavors of bubble gums. But in general, you would get this strong black mint flavored type of gum if I describe the communion and tricksterherald content she gives---/lh like is so powerful and refreshing I feel edgy when brainrotting about the communion rahhh ����🔥🔥

Mandi's art tastes like... André's chocolates??? Tbf, It's an extra dark chocolate bar, one of my favorite treats since childhood ngl. The bitterness and strong flavor are so yummy it makes me cry or go silly sometimes hehehehehehe;;;. The dark themes, angst, ocs just havibg trauma stuff going on--- chef's kiss✨️ The art she gives reminds me of that treat/lh

Kory's art tastes like Pirulin. Like her art treats are so silly good, it's a bit rare for me to see her delicious drawings,,,/lh It feels like how I rarely get to eat Pirulin sticks when I was younger;;;😭🥺

Nezumi's art tastes like lollipops. They give a big variety of flavors that make your mouth have different colors-- she has almost all the themes (fluff, comedy, piece of life, angst). You suck on one, and before you know it, it's already gone. Shows how I love their art so much I would always look forward to cherish it whenever they decided to bless my eyes with another drawing hhh;;;

[emma-m-black]

The Daughter - Chapter Four

Tim Gutterson x OC (FanFiction) - MATURE 18+

Tim Gutterson comes to the unconventional aid of one Elenora Crowder, ward of Art Mullen and daughter of Raylan Givens.

This will be a multi chapter story and will get spicy as it goes. This is a rough draft and only slightly edited for grammar and spelling. Just needed to finally get it out because Tim Gutterson is one of my favorite characters, and there is not nearly enough fanfic for him.

Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three,

Chapter Four:

“You know you don’t have to come.” Said Elenora as she walked through the dark, along the concrete driveway next to Tim. The house in front of them was massive, white wooden siding and stone archways. It was in the nicer part of Lexington, the type of house that had more bathrooms than bedrooms. There were lamp posts near the entrance that lit the large white porch and entry way.

“And miss the chance to see what you’re like plastered? No way, Ma’am.” Tim replied with a laugh.

Elenora rolled her eyes as the two of them came to a stand at the doorway to the house. “I will not get plastered. Moving day is tomorrow, you know.” Reaching forward, Elenora pressed the doorbell and then casually smoothed out her simple knee length burgundy dress. It had no sleeved, but a high buttoned up collar. She had used a large and chunky brown leather belt with it, and her favorite cowboy boots. Tim had opted for a grey button down no tie, black jeans and his usual boots. The party was supposed to be dressy casual.

“Oh, I know. It was mighty nice of Art to volunteer us all. He even said the new guy is comin’ out to help. Still think you should have worn the hat. Who could have thought you could go from sexy school teacher to sexy cowgirl?”

“New guy?” Elenora began, as she ignored the rest of Tim’s comments. “You tellin’ me that you aren’t short man on the totem pole anymore?”

“Yeah, he starts the day after tomorrow, I guess. Said little else.”

The door to the house was flung open and arms enveloped Elenora. “NORA! YOU MADE IT!”

Stumbling back with the force, Elenora as well wrapped her arms around the girl, although it was more out of fear of falling than anything. She saw Tim’s arm shoot out in response and felt his light touch where his hand contacted the spot between her shoulder blades.

When the girl pulled away, she looked at Elenora and then at Tim. “Hey, I know you.”

“Tim, Mandy, Mandy, Tim.” Elenora introduced one to the other. “Mandy is the one that sent you that picture on my behalf, and Tim is the Deputy that arrested me.”

“Nora, didn’t know you had it in you.” Said Mandy, as she eyed Tim like he was a piece of meat. “Wait, I don’t know if I can let you in here...” Elenora and Tim had already discussed the fact that there would be underage drinking and, most likely, marijuana at the party.

Tim stuck a finger from each hand into a belt loop and cracked a smile. “I’m off the clock. Unless one of your guests decides to shoot someone, or has an outstanding warrant, you won’t have any problems with me.”

“Good, now come on, I wanna know all the details. Like if you guys hooked up before or after processing, cause this prude will never tell me anything about her sex life.” Mandy hooked her arm into Tim’s and directed him inside.

“Ma’am, I hate to disappoint but I’m not one to kiss and tell.”

Mandy craned her head back to Elenora, who was still standing at the doorway. “He called me Ma’am!” She then let out a giggle.

“Yeah, he likes to do that.” Smiled Elenora as she moved to follow Tim and Mandy.

When they entered, the party was already in full swing. There were people everywhere, mainly they were Education students, but there were many that Elenora did not recognize. There were even a few Professors and their spouses. Elenora and Tim were led into the kitchen where there were buckets filled with ice hosing bottles of beer and coolers. Elenora watched one person open a fridge, which looked to only contain more beer. There was mix and hard liquors on the counter, as well as red solo cups everywhere. She could hear people cheering somewhere else in the house. It was here that Mandy finally released Tim and told them to help themselves. Tim fished out a bottle of beer and held it out towards Elenora, who took it with a smile.

At some point in the night, Elenora was dragged away from Tim, although he had found someone that he knew, a man in the Lexington PD who had also served. He was married to one of the professors, so Elenora did not feel too bad leaving him behind while she did some shots.

“We’re done bitches!” One girl screamed, and the ring of girls, including Elenora, tossed back a shot of whiskey. Elenora slammed her glass down with a smile and looked at her friends, who were all as equally happy and drunk.

“That hot piece of man can’t take his eyes off of you, Nora.”

“He called me Ma’am when they came in. It was the cutest thing.” Mandy said with a hand to her heart.

Elenora looked over her shoulder to see Tim in the next room. He was leaning against a doorframe, taking a swig of his beer while the surrounding group conversed. His eyes, though, were hard set on her. It was a look that made her knees weak and her skin go warm. Elenora loved the way he looked at her. “He is a pretty great catch, isn’t he?”

With a confidence that could only be fueled by the copious amounts of alcohol she had drank, she smirked at Tim. Elenora eyed him and tried to convey every emotion she was feeling and Tim responded with a raised brow. “Someone hold my dress.” Turning and heading out to the deck that was off the kitchen, Elenora waited as her friends gathered around her before looking at the man holding the spout for the beer keg. “You ready?” She asked. He nodded with a smile and presented the keg to her.

“All yours, little lady. You ready?” With a nod, Elenora threw her hands on the handles and pushed off with her legs. Swinging herself over, she felt someone grab her legs to stabilize her, and she felt her dress fall in the wrong direction, before hastily being grabbed and brought back to cover her modesty. The man holding the spout held it to Elenora’s lips and opened it, and she began to drink. Her heartbeat pounded in her head as the seconds went by, and she was sure she could hear people were cheering her on, although it was hard to make out what they were saying.

When she couldn’t go any longer, she let her legs fall back down and the spout pulled away. Once she was upright, she brought the back of her hand to her lips and wiped away the beer that had dribbled on her. Then she turned around. The crowd of people cheered her on, probably more so because she did not immediately hurl like many before her. Elenora’s eyes though searched the crowd until she found Tim.

He was standing there, one arm folded over the other across his chest. There was a smile on his lips and his eyes narrowed as she stood in place, just watching him. She felt someone slap a hand on her shoulder in congratulations and one of her male classmates come up, hugged her, and lifted her into the air before spinning her around. When her feet were back on the ground, her eyes found Tim’s once again and he was looking at her now like she had something on her face.

Elenora looked at him quizzically, but her question was interrupted by Mandy bringing her yet another shot of whiskey. “So, does he have a brother? Please say he has a brother?”

“I’m not sure. We have avoided the topic of family pretty heavily.” Elenora downed the shot and watched as Tim approached the two of them.

“Well, if he does, I call dibs.”

“If he does what?” Asked Tim with a sly smile as he came to stand next to Elenora. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her against him.

“Oh, I was just wondering if there was a way to get me one of you.” Mandy said with a smile.

“Sorry to disappoint Ma’am, but there’s only one of me, and I’m kind of stuck on this one here.” Said Tim, before twisting his head to place a kiss on Elenora’s hair.

“Just make sure I get an invitation to the wedding.” Said Mandy before she turned and walked away.

Leaning his head down to Elenora’s ear, she could smell the beer on his breath. “Wanna get out of here?”

“I’d be good with that.” Elenora replied.

“Good, because I already called us a taxi.”

With a nod, Elenora and Tim walked through the house and out the front door to stand on the porch while they waited for the Taxi. Elenora watched as Tim fidgeted with the bottom of his shirt as he stared off out into the yard. “What you thinkin’ about there, solider?” Asked Elenora as she leaned herself against one of the porch beams, and folded her arms across her chest.

“Honestly? Just waitin’ for the ball to drop.” He stopped fidgeting then and took the few steps to stand in front of Elenora. Reaching out, Tim put his hands to her hips and pulled himself as close as he could. He tipped down his head to put his forehead against hers and brought his nose to touch her own. “You’re too good. Too perfect, and those things in my life don’t tend to stay that way. Keep expecting to see your arrest warrant come across my desk, or for you to tell me that while this was fun but your boyfriend is coming home tomorrow.”

“Ouch, hate to be one of your Ex’s.” Elenora put her hands to Tim’s forearms and smiled. “But Tim, neither of those things are gonna happen. What’s got you thinkin’ like this?”

“There’s something about you that makes me feel like I’ve known you my whole life and you got me thinkin’ in all sorts of ways I’ve never thought before.”

“Oh, and what would those be, Marshal?”

“Girl’s gotta’ have some secrets.”

“Okay, you can keep your secrets, but only if you take me to the range. I haven’t gotten my carry and conceal, and my daddy keeps buggin’ me. Threaten to come out here, and I’d really rather that not happen, as I like you with no bullet holes.”

“Is this the alcohol talking, or are you just tryin’ to get me hard? Talkin’ bout going to the shooting range. It’s like you’re made from my dreams.” Tim’s lips crashed against her own, his tongue swiping across her lips, in a request to deepen the kiss, and Elenora complied. Opening her mouth, she allowed Tim entry and soon her tongue was against his own and Elenora found her knees going weak, just as Tim finally pulled away. “Wait, do you even know how to fire a gun?” He pulled back slightly and stared down at her with a questioning gaze.

“You really think my Deputy Marshal of a father wouldn’t teach me how to shoot?”

Tim’s hands tightened on Elenora’s hips. “Hey, just wondering what I have to work with here.”

Elenora opened her mouth to respond, but a loud succession of car honks interrupted her. Both of them turned to see a taxi had pulled up along the driveway. “Come on, our carriage awaits.” Tim pulled away from Elenora but reached out to take her hand in his, and he walked away. When she did not move, though, the resistance made him stop and look back at her.

“I don’t need to worry bout you gettin’ scared and runnin’ do I?”

“We’re good Nell. I’ll let you know, though, if my feet start getting an itch.” Tim said with a smile.

“Good, cause I’m an excellent runner, and you, Tim Gutterson, are worth runnin’ for.”

“You know you’ve never told me your last name?”

“I’m not wearing my runnin’ shoes for that answer. So try to keep an even pace for me, okay?” Tim nodded his head in response and just stared at her with a smile. “It’s Crowder.” Elenora broke her eyes away from Tim as she felt his hand drop from her own and she looked down at the ground.

It was a split second later when she saw Tim’s feet in front of her and felt a finger curl around her chin, pulling up and forcing her to look at him. “Well, there’s a name that keeps coming across my desk, but you’re gonna have to do better than being a Crowder to scare me away.”

Chapter Five

[viciouslyfilthy]

𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑!

(Wasn't sure what to put for an image so... 🐭)

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑(𝐒): 💜💜PURPLE!!!!💜💜 (and lime green...)

🐀

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑(𝐒): sweets! Yours truly can be quite a big sweet tooth hehe.

🐁

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 ��𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂: mostly Classic Rock and Heavy Metal! :0 although we do enjoy quite a bit of Swing and Pop too.

🐀

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄(𝐒): Wreck-It Ralph, Phantom of The Paradise, Wes Craven's New Nightmare, Black Christmas 1974, Malignant, Cast a Deadly Spell, V/H/S 94, Skinamarink, Van Helsing 2004, Ghostbusters 2, Aliens, Ghostbusters 2016, Leprechaun 4: In Space (LISTEN I LIKE GOOFY HORROR TOO OKAY-)

🐁

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy; The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack; Chop Socky Chooks; Adventure time/AT: Fionna and Cake; What We Do in The Shadows; Castlevania; Shameless (the american series not the british one ejdnsn); Breaking Bad.

🐀

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆: I Heard (Eddie de Clown)- Madame Macabre

🐁

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: The Adventures of Professor Egghead (creepypasta series on yt)

🐀

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄: Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves!

🐁

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆: iHomu: the Von Henheim Project by Mélani Garzón Sousa; The Occult Book by John Michael Greer; Hyde by Craig Russel.

(For context yes we're reading all three books at the same time because I have a short attention span that needs to shift into another piece of reading after a while <\3)

🐀

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆: Adventure time.

🐁

𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍: tons of art stuff we either owe to people (commissions, art trade...) or gifts; ref sheets of my characters/updating their toyhouse page; setting up two-three other different RP blogs. One for a group of insectoid/fly-based OCs of mine- the other for the creepypasta series villain Professor Egghead.

Tagged by: @kingdom-of-mxginica

Tagging (y'all don't gotta feel forced to do this, just if you want to otherwise it's really no issue!! /gen) : @rxdhairxdsirxns ; @bambino-muses ; @paleobird ; @strebcr ; @lenorethequietbookkeeper ; @sins-of-the-sea ; @chiromutt ; @galaxyinfinitum ; @raktanag

[sleepysloth99]

I got my Bully OC! Might make another.

Rando facts about her (She's literally me and I feel hella insecure posting this but here we goooooo)

She's Korean, Puerto Rican and German. Her dad came from Korea. Her mom is the mixed one.

She has a variety of styles outside of school ranging from lolita to punk to vintage.

She had Adhd. (According to google, ADD was the term used for ADHD in the 2000s, so she is diagnosed with ADD)

Cosplayer and a video game lover!

Huge horror fantatic

Traveler of sorts

Collects tea cups and vinyls

Her best friends: Algernon, Trent, Tom, Petey, Constantinos, Pedro, Beatrice, and is getting to know Jimmy. (Lmao, everyone she's friends with is her best friend.) She's on good terms with Angie, Pinky, and Christy, but they aren't exactly friends.

More facts below

Dislikes: Gord (She thinks that his fetish for poor people is repulsive, and has no respect for someone who would settle on being a woman's side piece.), Earnest (An uptight creep to her), Mandy (Bitchy for no reason, but even then, she defended her during that creepshot incident), Derby (All around awful, his tax bracket only makes her hate him more. Also, why does HE get to have Pinky?), Gary (Fluctuates. 50% of the time, she feels bad and likes him, and 50% of the time, she wants to twist his adams apple)

She only has 30% respect from the Jocks because she is on track and runs pretty well. She doesn't really interact with any of the jocks except Constantinos.

She hates the preppies for their materialism, waste, and overall blatant disregard for everyone..... of course, Pinky is an exception to her.

She has a 2% respect from the Greasers, but it's steadily increasing. She mostly talks to Ricky and Peanut about a variety of topics.

Half of the nerds like her, but she makes herself known for her distaste towards their leader. Still, she tries to be civil.

Surprisingly, she has 80% respect from the townies, given her attitude towards clique mentality, class division, and is overall very friendly towards the townies.

Has a crush on: Gary but doesn't act on it since she knows that it's not gonna end well and Pinky, but also doesn't wanna deal with the family. She understands the reality of situations and that these people have little to no redeeming qualities. She does mention being attracted to Johnny, but again, she never acts on her attractions given the clique drama.

More on her personality:

She's talkative, loud, outgoing, hyperactive, and very stubborn. If she wants something badly, she'll do whatever it takes to get it until she says she's done! She acts motherly towards the kids, though she seems to favor Pedro, presumably because they're both one of the few Hispanic kids at the school. Despite her bubbly and playful demeanor, she can be very analytical when she wants to. Even though she does feel bad for Gary, she often tells him off and is able to tell when something seems "Off." She seems a little paranoid at times or like an overthinker (she is an overthinker) hence why Tom and her are so close. She is also extremely dense when it comes to romantic cues. She can be seen smiling and nodding to someone ranting about their crush and not realizing they're talking about her. She also zones out a lot.

Dialouge:

Greetings:

Hey there!

Heyo!

How are you?

Whoa-ho!

Saying goodbye:

See ya!

Later!

Gotta go, bye!

I gotta go cook dinner for my grandma, see you!

Chasing:

Stop running!

Dammit! Get back here!

Hey...hah...slow down!

Stop....

Out of breath:

I need to.... run more

My side is burning

Air...hurts so much

I need a nap.

Walking around talking to themselves:

I gotta go to the Dragon's Wing and see if they got any new horror comics.

I'm so excited for this convention! I can't wait to meet Eve Campbell! She did so good in the movie, Screech!

I gotta make sure I have an outfit for the concert tonight...

I'd loooove a capybara for a pet!

Maybe 3 hours of sleep, 1 meal a day, and hardly any water isn't good.... I feel sick.

I have to visit grandpa's grave soon.

I got accepted into 2 colleges so far! Grandpa would be so proud!

I'll never take off your necklace, grandpa.

I have to do some shopping for my grandma today.

Tom wants to watch a movie today? I'll have to out-weird him with my collection of horror movies! He'll never take me down...

So damn tired...

Fire alarm:

So.... can we leave?

One day we're gonna have a real fire and burn to death.

Whoever did it, thank you.

Oh yeah! Nap time!

Let's goooo!

Reaction to fights/mischief:

Why the violence?

It's 8 AM, too early for this.

Most peaceful day at Bullworth.

It's always sunny at Bullworth Academy.

But why?

Honestly? I saw nothing, I heard nothing.

Thrown a rat:

Gah! What was... *screams loudly*

AUGHHH! Now I gotta disinfect!

It got in my mouth!

You asshole!

Conversing:

My psychiatrist said that 3 hours of sleep and 4 cups of coffee is unhealthy. Who does she think she is? A doctor?

I'm so hungry, bro. All I had today was a small bag of animal crackers.

Constantinos needs to make a move on Pinky already! Otherwise I might take over!

Gary is cute....when he doesn't talk.

I know I yap, but I don't talk a lot of nothing!

Hm, I was thinking of taking Beatrice out for some wooder ice.

Bullworth is a lot smaller than Filadelfia.

So not only did Gord decide to break apart a couple, but he settled on being a side bitch? Wow. And I thought preppies had class.

Today, I got 7 hours of sleep! Could you believe?

I hope Tad is alright.... I heard him crying last period.

Trent needs to chill. Not every girl wants him!

My fishnets ripped! Now I gotta get new ones!

I love capitalism when it benefits me!

Honestly, I don't like Lola, but I respect her fashion sense. Greaser culture needs more appreciation.

That Quiet Hill 2 has so much lore! And the symbolism? I think I'm in love!

Conversation responses:

What? No!

And.... why would I do that?

Hell yeah!

For sure!

I totally get what you're saying.

Eh, not my thing, but you do you!

Okay....uh...what?

I uh.... was kinda zoning out. Sorry. What was that?

Complaining:

This is such bullshit!

Why are we even doing this?

What's the purpose in all of this?

Why am I even here?

How is this going to impact me?

In the grand scheme of things, none of this will matter!

Unknown/unused dialouge:

Constan! My man! See Pinky over there?

You better ask her out!

Gary, can it.

You'd be cute if you never talked.

Shut the fuck up, Earnest!

Earnest, choke on a bone!

Erm, ackshully! Looking ass dweeb.

Hello Pinky~!

Hey there Ms. Phillips~!

Older women and men are so much better than the girls and guys here....

Starting fights with cliques:

Bring it, bitch!

The hell did you say?

Look at you! You're pathetic!

And what about it?

Bullies:

C'mon, be a man!

I've been looking forward to this.

Ha! Tryhard!

Go on! Go on!

Nerds:

Don't you got a locker to crawl in?

C'mon lab rat, bring it!

I'll smash those stupid glasses!

I'll snap your back in half!

Jocks:

I'm gonna punt you like a football!

Hut hut!

Yeah, fumble your balls, bitch!

Steroids aren't gonna help ya now!

Greasers:

I'll grease the floor with you!

Take that wrench and stick it!

Careful not to slip on your grease!

Whoa! Wet floor!

Preppies:

You sure you got the genes to fight?

You're rich! You can afford surgery!

Oh good heavens! Your Aquaberry!

C'mon, piggybank! Drop the coins!

Townies:

Damn dropout!

You're a townie for a reason!

This seems a little above your level!

You sure you don't want me to explain this to ya?

Requesting an errand:

Yo! Jimmy! Do me a favor!

Do me a solid, will ya?

Hey man, can you help me out?

Heyo! Got a request for ya!

Friendly Comment:

You look amazing!

Ooh! Nice outfit! Do a 360!

I like that new hair!

You're the goat!

Unfriendly comments:

Your mom should've swallowed you.

You're a walking condom advertisement.

Can it, idiot.

Talking a whole lotta nothing!

Recieving flowers:

Aw! Thank you!

These are pretty! Who is it for?

For me? That's sweet.

Aw, Jimmy! You're adorable!

Attempt to kiss:

Whoa, I'm 18.

Um...not gonna happen, Jimmy.

You're literally 15, chill.

There are plenty of other girls, Jimmy.

Jimmy, you're sweet, but I'm too old for you.

I think you got me mistaken for someone else....

[mandiemegatron]

ᴀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴛᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ʙʏ ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛꜱ! ɪ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴇᴇꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘᴏꜱᴛ!!!

@buggyandthebartoclub ;

Mandie x Shachi self-ship ;

Mandie x Law self-ship ;

Mandie x Shachi self-ship #2 ; (this one still makes me tear up everytime I look at it 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭)

Mandie x Shachi self-ship #3 ; (can u guys tell I have a favourite 🤭💖) VERY NSFW 🔞

Mandie x Law self-ship #2 ;

@devils-bite ;

Mandie x Law self-ship ; (I blush SO hard when I look at this one, I love u forever bestie 😭😭💖💖)

Mandie x Doflamingo self-ship ;

Lara Abernathy (One Piece OC) ;

@votaeto ;

Mandie x Doflamingo self-ship ;

Mandie x Law self-ship (follower giveaway winnings) ; (FOREVER SOBBING AT HOW BEAUTIFUL THIS IS 😭😭😭😭 I LOVE U VOTA 😭😭💖💖💖)

@shanalikeanna ;

Mandie x Law self-ship ; (I LOOK AT THIS EVERY SINGLE DAY, I LOVE U SHANA 😭😭😭😭😭💖💖💖)

Mandie x Eustass Kid self-ship ; 🤭💖 (04/24)

@syn-among-stars / @sheerxfiction ;

Shachi x Mandie self-ship ; STILL SOBBING OVER THIS ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL PIECE 😭😭😭💖💖💖💖

Killer x Mandie self-ship ; literally living my Kid Pirates dreams here 😭😭😭💖💖💖(06/16/24)

Killer x Mandie self-ship ; NEWEST PIECE, LIVING MY BEST LIFE, I LOVE U FOREVER CIN 😭😭😭💞💞💖💖💖 (10/16/24)

A new artist emerges...

It's @laidenbreecatchall !!

Law x Mandie self-ship ; 💖💖💖💖😭😭😭😭😭

Kid x Mandie self-ship ; newest piece, sobbing over this for the rest of my life 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖

A HUGE thank you to each of these artists for all your hard work and love that went into each of these pieces 🥺🥺😭😭😭 I love each of you very much and I'm so blessed that you all took on these beautiful ideas and created something gorgeous 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 thank you so much and I will recommend each of you to every single person I come across !!!

Thank you thank you THANK YOU !!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

UPDATED 10/23/24 💖

[banana-split-bitch-club]

THE UNIVERSE IS YOUR STAGE- PERFORM! AND DONT WORRY, WE’RE ALL HERE FOR THE SHOW. 🐩💘👛🐽🦄🐝🐝🐥🪼 ♥︎☆🝊𐬾

personal blogpost navi: pecanpie.sermon 💫 :)

PATIENT ZERO: PECAN

*bubble gum pops* HELLO AGAIN tumblr nation…it’s your favorite truckstop whore in the flesh.. nyeah………ANYWAYS. For those who haven’t come to know me my names pecan and I run a church (my blog) where we smoke newports and attend sermons (whatever bullshit posts I have to give) PLEASE! Make yourselves at home- the body of Christ is a gift that keeps on giving.

Specimen Info:

-My name is pecan, and I also sometimes go as pecanpie. Other aliases include: Cherry Ferry Fantasia. Choose wisely how you refer to me- or don’t, I don’t even exist!

-I’m 19 and female, you can use whatever pronouns when referring to me, but I usually go by she/her 🪭🪭🪭

-ADHD

-aroace, with a hint of bisexuality.

-My hobbies include: drawing, writing (though I rarely ever do finish my pieces let alone publish them) collecting worthless garbage, listening to music and blowing my eardrums out, being an eternal pain in the ass to deal with, thrifting, sitting on porches, smoking winstons, masquerading as a sane individual, dressing up, and trying out new things because I am an avid dopamine chaser. woohoo!

Things I like: Pretentious media, throwing pitchforks at rich priests, consumerism, otome games, douma, buddhism, echo rose, religious studies, args, reaching divinity, shitty manga, maximalism in every sense, bedazzled stuff, money, getting tacky nails, the roaring 20’s, 1950’s femme fashion, old era aesthetics, boutique shops, leopard print, grandma couches, Hollywood reality media, Madonna’s American Life album, Smokey eyeshadow, pathetic wet sop characters and a lot more.

-I have two cats, Mochi and Waffles. The bloodline ends with yours truly.

Fandoms I’m currently active in; see bio :)

Movies I like: Pink Flamingos, No Country For Old Men, Helter Skelter, Pulp Fiction, All the Boys Love Mandy Lane, Girl Interrupted, Valerie and Her Week of Wonders, Spun, Gummo, Last Night in Soho, Fruit of Wonder, Elephant (2003), The Royal Tenenbaums - will be updated the more I get my hands on anything new that tickles my fancy.

My taste in music: I’m pretty versatile when it comes to what I prefer, so it could range from bimbo-pop to classical music. Anything that sounds good to me I like. I mostly listen to 50’s housewife songs and lady Gaga, though.

-I’m a big fan of indie art and surrealism. Filmmaking as well. Shaye Saint John and Mouchette.org are a few of my favorites.

-I like mortuary work and autopsies. I hold the death industry in high regards- not everyone is willing to work with corpses.

-huge GIGANTIC douma fan. anything and everything douma related I will not hesitate to engage with, he’s my little guy.

- heart sunglasses ambassador (this is my trademark) ❤️

-Polka dot prints and faux fur are resounding yesses.

-You know Florence? (If you get the reference.)

-I think vintage pill cases are lovely.💋

-I have the response time of a limp dick. I either respond in less than a second or only after 3 business months.

-I’ve been working on my new oc line on and off for a few months now, called FEAR & LOATHING in JERUSALEM. artblock is a massive bitch, but stuff is in progress.

Anyways if you’re a terrible human being feel free to block me, you are not welcome onto my blog thank you very much xoxo (transphobes homophobes ableists you know who you are)

GOT COMPLAINTS? CONTACT ME AT 1-666-JERUSALEM-CRACK-SHACK! Make sure to leave me a message. Business hours only!

MASTERLIST: IN THE WORKS?

[riftclaw]

i didn’t get to finish this one before the first round of @sonic-oc-showdown ended but I had the idea as soon as I saw @green-kat331‘s piece here-- Mandy likes robots and gadgets and tinkering, so V is giving her a tour of GUN’s tech facilities and introducing her to their resident shadow android, Trace.

[inkushel29]

my opps (in order)

my art skills

dead ends on flash archiving

Pen Frens

Zeebarf

my 5:20 alarm clock every weekday morning

school

myself

femboys & traps (sorry some of y'all are weird)

twinks (except Orderly)

people who spam my messages with videos (except one mutual because I'm chill w/ them)

anatomy

getting started on a drawing

bara (male muscle proportions exceeded to inhuman and horrifying standards)

the NSFW art community

Canihavepromo aka Lottie (I hope she gets deplatformed fr)

any problematic interest artist/animator I really don't like

Stamper

people who perceive lesbians in THAT way (screw y'all)

BL Yaoi Manhwas

fujoshis

proshippers (or comshippers i have no fucking idea)

finding 0 fanart of shit I like (Ballads of Reemus & etc.)

Alphazekko getting cancelled for no reason

my right ear ringing for no reason

MHA fandom

my antisocial ass

my broken bed

scenecore aesthetic and its music

instagram reel comment sections

my autistic ass for making my weirdass posts

Sia

Zeebarf for being in the NFT community

NFTs & AI

down bad mfs in comment sections

tumblr p0rn bots

my goofy ass being scared of showers

Calobi Productions

TikTok

Alex Emery's Wizard Hunt part 3 not being made

Queers of War for disappointing and traumatizing me

procrastination

the anime community in general

animating

myself trying to animate on flash cs6 but failing

Spazkid for drawing underage sonic characters and not finishing Nightmare Cops

my chronically online ass

Ipad kids

skibidi toilet (I still meme it)

my forgetful ass

finding out a person I like is an absolute piece of shit

myself again

vent people (sorry)

cutecore aesthetic

Roblox (i still play it tho)

sketchers united/pop jam kids

shitty clickbait youtube thumbnails

youtube kids

rule 34 content on youtube

content farm videos on youtube

Youtube (i still watch it)

myself again for making this list too goddamn long when it didn't need to be

uhhhhhh

the Pokemon community

people using the Pixar Mom term in the wrong way (a lot)

Discord

having to sleep early because my parents tell me to

people who harass others for no reason

Miguel O'Hara stans

myself for forgetting to start/finish shit (not school related)

my fatass self

BookTok/White woman who are obsessed with dark romance books

bad Webtoons

those AI disney mockup posters

MCYT fandom

Countryhumans fandom

TikTok art community

Twitter art community

almost any art community that's shit

l0lic0ns & sh0tac0ns (PLEASE FUCK OFF.)

this list for being too long

Nitrile & his weirdass tr@p obsession (he collaborated with Shadman and drew Mandy from Billy & Mandy as a femboy in a very suggestive way. And sometimes drew femboys that looked like children. So yeah fuck him.)

Shadman (OBVIOUSLY)

Zone for ruining The Modifyers and any cartoon in general (they got away with sexualizing minors so idk how y'all looked past that)

Jaystation

my goofy ass for staying up too late

humanizations of non-human characters being skinny white cis young anime boys

my goofy ass for being unoriginal

my goofy ass for still writing on this dang list

Gross people on Spacehey who ruin everything

FNF fandom (kind of)

FNF creepypasta mods (Sonic.exe)

Twitter/X in general

my little brother when he has a tantrum

night terrors

Astrology girls

people who use their autism/disability for a defense mechanism/excuse for when they get called out for something bad they've done

Stamper again (how tf can you be racist and fetishize WOC at the same time nevertheless you're still racist fuck you)

A Small Favor not getting it's chapter 3/final chapter and the story getting reimagined instead of finished

family vlog channels

people who hurt animals for clout

captioning my youtube videos by myself

editing my videos bc its hard

people doing stupid shit for clout in general

MojoMontebon's character Trixie (I don't like her she scares me)

finding out an artist I like is an absolute piece of shit

people who hate selfship/ oc x canon artists (leave em alone theyre just doing what makes them happy)

Your Boyfriend Game

YBG Fandom

the creator of Your Boyfriend Game

redesign vids where the final redesign is actually shit

false allegations

Apphumans community

Deviantart

Fetish artists

ok I think that's it thanks for reading I added WAY too much on this list.

EDIT: some of these didn't age well lmao. For starters, I don't hate Stamper as much anymore. I kinda overreacted a bit. I kinda forgive him now soo uh yeah. Sorry for spreading misinfo :(

EDIT 2: NVM STAMPER IS MY OPP AGAIN. DO NOT ASK WHAT HAPPENED, ITS QUITE COMPLICATED. IMMA KEEP THE OLD EDIT THOUGH CAUSE IT FUNNY AF

[goddamnmuses]

Potential Muses

This is a list of muses I’ve thought about roleplaying or have roleplayed but due to lack of interest from other people, just sort of stopped.  Feel free to request them.  If I have enough things going with them or I just love rping them so much, they will be upgraded to the main muses page.

Ben 10 - Benjamin Tennyson  - Kevin Levin 

Chainsaw Man - Denji

DC - Garfield Logan, Beast Boy - fc: Ryan Potter - John Constantine - fc: Matt Ryan - The Joker - fc: Jake Gyllenhaal - Nanaue, King Shark  - Ted Kord, Blue Beetle - fc: Jason Sudeikis - Tim Drake, Robin - fc: Timothee Chalamet

Disney - Maximilian Goof

Doctor Who - The Blacksmith (Timelord OC) - fc’s: various Fallout - Cooper Howard, The Ghoul - fc: Walton Goggins

Game of Thrones - Rodrik Forrester - fc: Eoin Macken - Sandor Clegane - fc: Rory McCann - Tyrion Lannister - fc: Peter Dinklage

God of War - Thor - fc: Ryan Hurst Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy - Nergal Jr - Billy

Hazbin Hotel - Sir Pentious

Hunter x Hunter - Killua Zoldyck

It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia - Charlie Kelly - fc: Charlie Day iZombie - Ravi Chakrabarti - fc: Rahul Kohli

Mario - Luigi - Bowser

Marvel - Ben Grimm, The Thing - fc: Ebon Moss-Bachrach - Benjy Parker (OC Son of Peter) - fc: Jordan Fisher - Brian Braddock, Captain Britain - fc: Charlie Hunnam - Cloak of Levitation (Personified) - fc: Rami Malek - Franklin Richards - fc: Thomas Brodie-Sangster - Hank McCoy, Beast - James ‘Logan’ Howlett, Wolverine - fc: Hugh Jackman  - Scott Summers, Cyclops - fc: James Marsden - Skaar - fc: Noah Centineo

Metaphor: Refantazio - Heismay - Strohl

My Hero Academia - Denki Kaminari, Chargebolt - Izuku Midoriya, Deku - Katsuki Bakugo, Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight - Shoto Todoroki - Taishiro Toyomitsu, Fat Gum

One Piece (Netflix as I’ve only seen up to the start of Skypiaa arc) - Monkey D. Luffy - Roronoa Zoro One Punch Man - Saitama, Caped Baldy

Persona 5 - Ren Amamiya, Joker - fc: Kento Yamazaki

Shangri-La Frontier -  Rakuro Hizutome, Sunraku Sly Cooper - Sly Cooper Solo Levelling - Sung Jinwoo Spy x Family - Loid Forger 

Star Wars - B1 Battle Droid OC (B1-NG aka Bing) - Cal Kestis - fc: Cameron Monaghan - Chopper aka C1-10P - Clone OC (CT-7473 aka Bunker) - Darth Maul  - Savage Opress - fc: Jason Momoa

Supernatural - Grey (OC) - fc: Matthew McNulty)

The Boys - William ‘Billy’ Butcher - fc: Karl Urban

The Last of Us - Ryan Thompson (OC) - fc: Matt Barr

The Witcher    - Geralt of Rivia - fc: Henry Cavill Transformers  - Hot Rod

Misc (Their own thing) - Death - Pan 

[lunemomo]

Working on a fun lil project. I’m making a poster for The Vibe! A band my bestie and I made. The Vibe consists of my x-men OC Mandy, (the girl in red and blue there) bestie’s OC Trashcat (the fella with the green braid) and Pietro! I surrounded them with various thing I associate with that character. Pills, alcohol and song music for Mandy, chess pieces, video games and music for Pietro and various clothes, candy and an EpiPen for Trashy.

I still have some shading and stuff to do but it’s mostly finished enough to post a WIP!