#also welcome back !!!!

[doctorr-ivo-robotnik]

Sorry the cops were after me so I’m out of the loop, why are you being told to kiss him? what’s happening??

~🦈

I am TRYING to talk to Stone about his actions and people are just. SCREAMING at us to MAKE OUT!!!!!!@!!!!

[nullneo]

✨Send this to ten other bloggers you think are wonderful, keep the game going and make someone smile!!✨

imma just send it back to you because you deserve to smile :D

[shrewdoodle]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @mercair !!! Heres some Quiddo doodles I did a bit ago !

[thatonesillyducko]

I just found out about the existence of Abuelita hot chocolate tablets and it has me wondering if Jemíma enjoys a good cup of hot choc 👀

Ooo yep, Jemíma loves LOVES hot cocos aside from de La Rosa peanut mazapan candies xD. Back in her childhood, every winter I'm sure her mother would prepare hot chocolate and offer it to the children and family. <3

[kedreeva]

do you have any tips for getting back into writing after a long break?

this may sound facetious, but you kind of just have to do it.

I don't mean like, sit down and spit out polished work. but you just gotta sit down with a document and write some words. it doesn't have to be a story. stream of consciousness that shit if you gotta, but there's muscle memory between mind and body here, between the brain that has the story and the fingers that have to write it. half the battle is always, regardless of writing consistently or coming back years later, having that connection be in shape.

You're riding a bike. it's not like you've forgotten how to do it, you just don't have the same muscle tone in the same places as when you did it previously. But it's not like the muscles disappeared off the face of the planet. exercise sucks, but you just gotta do it if you want to get the right muscle back in shape. in this case, it's just writing stuff and remembering how to get the brain words to be the font words.

if you have ideas already, scribble them down like you're telling a friend the story, but in a document. if you don't have ideas, go grab a prompts list from somewhere and write a couple paragraphs per prompt until something strikes. you don't have to finish them or post them. you're just doing writing crunches. idk what your writing style was, but like mine is heavily based on having a good outline, so that's what I would do first. Try 'n remember whatever your style relied on, and do some of that to get back into the swing.

[earthtooz]

hai hai :p

do u hav any spiderman fics recs (it can be of any character im down abysmally)

uhm... naur... sorry star </3

HELPP i don't read for spiderman, so you might want to try someone else's inbox lMFAOO

[just-achillean-thoughts]

ive not been here for a while but hi!!!

so apparently im bi and i have a crush on one of my friends whos just got out of a relationship but ive had a crush on her for a while just not realised it because i thought i was only into guys.

so yeah thats fun 😭😭

-🪐🎧🐳 (my laptop has a different headphone emoji ??)

*chanting* TELL HER TELL HER TELL HER

[avituses]

Save me toxic old man yaoi

Comic dialogue stolen blatantly from a reddit comment that I sadly couldn't find again

[neon-witch-ritual]

@biggest-gaudiest-patronuses

Who let you out of your cage and onto a pan?

[beanghostprincess]

The most frustrating thing about this is that girly actually met the closest person to Nami and didn't even know I am literally screaming

[ask-kaufmotheclown]

Im going to kill ragsy

NO YOU WILL NOT

*Kaufmo stares into the eyes of the anon.*

Thats a CHILD. YOU DONT. HURT. THE. CHILDREN. OR. YOU. DIE.

[lunartangels]

rushed af but i just couldn't NOT draw fujo miku lol what an icon!!! pls listen to the song linked below!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sV2H712ldOI

[honeybard]

the private life of international celebrity Sam Butler is that she lives in a house with her partner who is mildy haunted by shadow demons, and his ex slash her childhood friend slash their best friend lives in a van on her driveway and every Sunday their other best friend who has bird wings flies over the sea to England from Chicago to have dinner with them

[zelkams-art]

you need not suffer anymore

[faggot-friday]

you know the ambrosius-reacting-to-terrible-smut fic? did that happen?

that did not happen 😙

[starry-bi-sky]

don't you want to be a cult leader? - danyal al ghul au

this is mostly a joke post but i thought it was funny and had to share so--

his first mistake was, obviously, inheriting his father's inability to see an injustice and stand still. -- actually, danyal's first mistake was his lair being so big. a mountainous island with a large temple in the center resembling his old home in Nanda Parbat? With sprawling foliage and rivers and streams and waterfalls galore? What was he going to do with all that space? Let it go to waste? He had plants there! Native trees of the ghost zone growing from the soil! He couldn't let it all be left unchecked!

So naturally after helping a fellow teenage assassin ghost -- who he later learns is named Akihiko, -- from Walker of all people, he sent them over to hang low at his lair until it was safe enough for them to wander around the Zone. Walker couldn't get through Danyal's astrofield if his life depended on it, and trust him -- he's tried. Danny was clearing out debris from his stupid transport vans for weeks.

Honestly it wasn't so bad, he and Aki really quickly became fast friends and Danny loves having a sparring partner close to his level again -- he hasn't had this much fun fighting since he left the League. Aki was very dedicated and levelheaded, the both of them clicked really well because of it.

Nonono, the real trouble began after Danyal met some long-passed League members and allowed them to come join his island as well. Apparently they had made a few enemies of the zone, and maybe Danyal still felt some loyalty to the League. He couldn't just let them be left to rot. Their zealotry could be overlooked so long as they kept it contained and helped him take care of his island.

And it.. snowballs from there? He meets a teen squire aptly calling himself Ambroise -- whether that was his living name or not is yet to be seen -- who died during feudal france, who is just about as dramatic and passionate as every french stereotype makes them out to be. He calls Danyal "my moon and great muse" -- which is both flattering and little uncomfortable, but Danyal's grown up in the League as the Grandson of the Demon Head, he is used to mild worship. he passes it off as nothing more, nothing less. -- and while his energy is overwhelming on the worst of days, he helps Danny draw out of his shell more in ways that Sam and Tucker still struggle with.

Him and Aki butt heads a lot, but the two seem to hold the other in at least some positive regard, so Danny doesn't worry too much about them fighting while he's gone. It only becomes a mild issue when Aki also begins calling Danny "my moon". It's a little sweet, so Danyal brushes it off.

Then he takes in a troupe of ghosts some time after he defeats Pariah Dark and they begin calling him "great one" just as the yetis do in the far frozen. This is where he meets the twins -- a pair of sibling ghosts who call themselves Trixie and Missy (short for Trick and Mislead) -- who aren't quite as passionate as Ambroise but more energetic than Aki. Eventually they also start calling Danyal "my moon" and attach themselves to his hip, even within the living. They like to hide in his shadow and cause trouble for the rest of the students. He makes sure they don't hurt anyone.

He's pretty sure Aki is jealous, same with Ambroise, but he can't be too certain other than the fact that they become much more lingering (re: clingy) whenever he visits the island.. Something he's trying to do much more often these days due to the increasing amount of people living there now. Since when did he become so popular?

Then there's Pēnelópeia from the Greater Athens, who ran away from home and joined his Island after he ran into her while she was being chased by Skulker -- and he's pretty sure the reason was because of her chimeric appearance. Her strange eyes and mismatched wings and lion's tail and talons. She assimilates into his friend group very easily, she gets along well with Ambroise and Trixie and Danny usually finds the three of them climbing the trees to pluck the most fruit from the top. They can fly and he knows it, but they prefer to climb.

Then finally there's silent poet Akkara who comes from ancient mesopotamia, who gets along most with Aki -- which is no surprise there considering their similar personality dispositions. he watches Aki and Danyal fight each other and leaves comments on this or that that he notices. He writes Danyal poems on clay tablets and leaves them by his room.

They're one big mismatched group of outcasts, and Danny's got the other ghosts on his island to tend to, because they're living on his island and he wants to be hospitable even if he struggles with that. But he spends the most of his time with them.

Sam and Tucker are making fun of him. Tucker jokingly tells him 'careful Danny, at this rate you're gonna start a cult'. Danny really wishes he had taken that joke more seriously.

He just. keeps. collecting people. Wayward souls lost in the zone, looking for shelter or refuge from something or other -- whether that be another hostile ghost, or a past afterlife, or just a purpose. Danyal finds them, he takes them in, offers them a place on his island until they are ready to leave. Many seldom do. He's not complaining -- he has the space, and it feels like it's only ever growing.

His close friends, his "inner circle" as he's heard the others call them, keep insistently calling him "my moon". He starts calling them his stars, because then it only feels fair. They're his stars, this is his constellation. It becomes a thing; little star halos begin forming behind their heads, picking them out from the rest. He loves them so much, it's hard to place. Sam and Tucker are also his stars, but they reside in the living realm, they're his tie to Life. Meanwhile, his friends here know what it's like to be dead, and sometimes its nice to relate.

Those living on his island keep calling him "Great One" and he's beginning to notice zealotry in their care for his island. He really, deeply appreciates it. His close friends gain nicknames -- as his stars, it's only natural for him to pick them out from the cluster in the skies. Akihiko, his Sirius and bright star. Trix and Missy, Castor and Pollux, the twins and troublemakers. Ambroise, his zealous Antares and close friend. Penelopeia, chimeric and loyal Vega. And Akkara, his Arcturus and strength.

It's ridiculous how long it takes for him to notice; he is, of course, a deadly trained assassin. He is meant to be observant -- and normally he is! But somehow this becomes a blind spot. One that becomes too big to be dealt with by the time he realizes it.

He should've noticed when Aki, his Sirius, stood beside him one day while Danyal looked over his island and saw the sprawling spirits carrying on about their afterlife and bowing to him as they saw him, and said: "I looked down into the depths when I met you; I couldn't measure it." They aren't one for flowing prose, it took him so off guard he was silent for over a minute before he finally spoke.

Danyal should've recognized devotion for what it is, and yet he didn't. He should've recognized it when Antares began spouting praises about him, crowing about his radiance and resplendence to the heavens. He just brushed it off as Ambroise being Ambroise. He should've recognized it when Trix and Missy nearly broke Dash's leg after he knocked Danyal's books out of his hands, he excused it as them being protective. Of them coming from times where such violence may have been customary -- after all, that's what he used to be like. What he was still like, sometimes, when his emotions nearly got the better of him.

He should've noticed it when the people living on his island followed his word like gospel, looked at him like he hung the stars in the sky. When his friends gifted him a shawl with the moon phases delicately embroidered into it, with silver, shimmering thread and moving stars lovingly stitched into it. Their constellations seen clear as day in the dark fabric. When he found small shrines dedicated to him -- but they lacked any image of him beyond stones carved to look like moons, so he ignored it. When the religious imagery began popping up.

He really, really should've noticed it when a bunch of cultists accidentally summoned Antares, and Antares had turned to him when he arrived and called them heretics. But he was so centered on the fact that they had kidnapped one of his stars, that he hadn't paid much attention to what Ambroise had said.

Sages say that faith is blind, they should also say faith in you is even blinder.

It really only hits him one afternoon while he's sitting in Sam's room studying with Tucker, Missy and Trixie lounging at his feet, Aki sat on his right, Penelopeia braiding his hair, Ambroise draped against him, and Akkara lurking over him. Its one of the rare few times they're all in one room together.

It hits him like a bolt of lightning. He looks up from his textbook. "Oh Ancients," he says in no amounting shock. Everyone looks up to him.

"I've become my grandfather."