#my edgy phase was so funny because i was just trying to be cool like sk3l3t0n. i wear cardigans and sweaters now

[tr0ubl3d-tr4n53nd3r]

If anyone is looking for my Spotify account in vain I'll give a hint. I have a playlist with the word edgt in it and for some reason I added Merry X-mas (war is over) first?

[lassieposting]

it's very funny to see other (non in your case) readers in the fandom come to the same conclusion I came to by reading SP fanfic: other teenagers are boring and annoying and that's why Val had no friends her actual age. I have the inkling that Derek is trying to introduce these new characters as a way to maybe start a new SP phase without Skug and Val, which is???? who's in the market for that l o l

I mean. I think all ordinary teenagers are boring and annoying, tbh - that's part of being a teenager. Of the two Phase 2 books I read, all Omen did was basically Be Fat, Be Useless, and Sit In Maths Class. And who's interested in that? That's the life of every single fat kid on the planet. There's nothing interesting or compelling about mundanity in a world full of magic. I mean, personally, there's nothing interesting or compelling about mundanity ever, which was precisely why I read books like Phase 1: to escape my own Be Fat, Be Useless, Sit In Maths Class life. But some people like a normal life, so YMMV.

The only thing that set Val apart was that when she was a teenager, so were we. She was still annoying. She was overly edgy and selfish and shitty, but so was I at that age. Most likely, so were you. And teenagers will still be overly edgy and selfish and shitty in 100 years' time - that's part of figuring out who you are. If we'd been adults at the time, she probably would've annoyed us, but instead she was relatable, and more competent and kickass than we could ever hope to be. She had a personality and a life we wished we had, and that's why we enjoyed reading about her. If there was a "new Val", they'd probably still irritate me because I'm no longer a young teen and I Don't Like Children, but I'd understand why younger readers would imprint on them.

But? I can't see anyone doing that with Omen. He and his yawn-fest classmates have nothing an average kid doesn't already have. Most of their appearances are just...them at school. They're not cool, they're not charismatic, they're not well-crafted personalities, they don't have thrilling secret lives. Yes, they can do a little bit of magic, within a strictly regulated, restricted environment. But the badly-executed attempted Hogwarts ripoff takes all the fun out of learning magic and basically consigns those characters to being just...lame. And boring. A distraction from the actual story. I skipped most of their chapters in SPX and Midnight, because I just did not care what happened to them at all.

I genuinely can't see anyone wanting to pay for a book about them, and only them. I really can't.

[i-can-even-burn-salad]

Frankenstein!

Thank you for the ask! From this ask game.

Frankenstein: If you could learn any 5 languages, what would it be?

(Kinda funny question, I mean, I could. I’m just too lazy.)

Hard to decide if that includes already known ones? Also like, do I actually have to learn it, or just... get to know it? Because damn, I did have my edgy teenager wants to look at Finnish phase, but I do not want to learn it anymore, no thank you. I like my words ... shorter.

I obviously speak German and English (no shit), but I also learned Latin for 8 years, and Ancient Greek for 3.

I’d love to remember more of Latin, it’s been so long, and you just don’t use that. Like, what are you gonna do with that? I believe I used to have a copy of a certain popular wizard book in Latin. I’m not particularly interested in finding out if I still do.

I also dabbled in Dutch for a while (not really that difficult, lil bastard child of German and English it is), which is enough to get the gist of articles and memes some friends send me. It’s rather pointless, since everyone there speaks English. Also I am too fucking awkward to actually try. The “I will sit in silence for hours without saying a single word because I cannot” anxiety kind, so that’s fun.

I think Spanish would be cool, because that’s widely used.

Can I add programming languages, because I really wanna learn Python hkdjhaska

I would also love to learn sign language. I know it’s offered at a local school, but ugh... the thought of having to leave my house in the evening when I just wanna die.

It’s 1am, so I’m gonna stop here before I start a rant about every single resource I find online being ASL here ASL there ASL everywhere. Guess what. It stands for American Sign Language (: I have serious doubts I’ll ever need it in my life, huh.

[iyumeu]

but a wolf in sheep's clothing

...is more than a warning ♡

a more lighthearted companion of my yandere obey me fic spirit guardian featuring: a more violent, assertive (aggressive) MC premise: MC gets hurt by bullies. their demons get upset. MC realizes that they have the power of friendship and also incredible violence on their side. this is the origin story of lucifer's migraine. cw: uh not much, there's just a mild fight scene and also MC might have killed someone? probably not though.

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From the very beginning you had known that you were being bullied.

It was definitely nothing you couldn't handle. Acidic rumors, ruined belongings, isolation... Things that you thought you left behind in high school. You should've known that hell was just another version of high school, except it went on for eternity.

Everything came to a head, however, when some of the demons tried to bring you to a shady place and you refused. You knew what a tertiary location was, and you wanted no part in it!

The demons weren't happy with that and almost broke your arm but you managed to wiggle your way out and run off before any further damage could be done. Unfortunately, the blue-black imprints of their grip remained starkly visible on your hand, causing a large commotion to happen over dinner.

Mammon had been the first one to notice the bruise on your arm and immediately flew into a panic, grabbing you by the shoulders and shaking you vigorously. You held back your urge to wrap your arms around him tight enough to break his spine. He held your best interests at heart.

Once Mammon was content with the amount of shaking he had done to you, Belphegor was next, pulling your arm over to him and tracing a finger over the bruised skin. Beelzebub was sitting next to him, leaning over to catch a better glimpse of it. It was like none of them had ever seen a bruise before.

There was a sudden, loud crash and your head shot up to see Leviathan on his feet, bristling in anger in his demon form as his tail whipped around behind him. His chair was overturned, the source of the noise. Beside him, Satan was in his demon form as well, the cutlery in his hand bent and distorted from the strength of his grip.

"Who hurt you?"

Asmodeus was still seated with a smile on his face, but his eyes were glowing slightly, gaze fixed upon you as he asked his question.

"It was just some demon," you replied flippantly. "I don't know why but they seem to have it out for me."

"You mean that this isn't a one-off?" Lucifer asked. You shrugged.

"It's the first time things have gotten physical, if that helps," you offer. Lucifer closed his eyes with a sigh. Oh no, you knew that sigh. The I'm-not-angry-I'm-just-disappointed sigh.

"Why didn't you tell us?" he asked.

"Well, I told the teacher. They just told me to deal with it on my own." A low growl sounded throughout the room. You quickly continued before a fight broke out or something. "I also didn't want to be a bother, you know? It didn't affect me at all, honest. Most of the time, I just thought they were really funny."

"Did you..." Satan took a deep breath and the smile on his face stabilized. "Did you never think about getting revenge?"

"Oh. I was allowed to get revenge?"

Seven pairs of eyes turn to you.

"Yes?"

"Huh. I thought that I needed to be tolerant and shit because I was a representative of the human world. Okay. Good to know. Anyway, it won't happen again, I can assure you that."

Uncaring of the tension surrounding you, you went back to your food, knowing that if you appeared calm enough, your demonic housemates would follow suit. And sure enough, on your third forkful of demon's hair pasta, they all calmed down and continued their meal. Little did they know, it was the beginning of the end.

But not for you! ♡

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Mammon was sticking awfully close to you today, as was Beelzebub. They flanked either side of you like a pair of underworld bodyguards, rarely allowing you a moment to yourself. No matter where you went, one of the demons brothers would be either with you or in the general vicinity. Even Leviathan had gone to school, and it wasn't even mandatory for him!

You felt loved and protected and also incredibly frustrated. However, all good (?) things eventually came to an end and your demonic housemates could not look out for you forever.

It was lunch and, despite their best efforts, all of the demon brothers had been called away for one thing or another, leaving you alone to poke at your devil chili salsa potato wedges in the lunch hall. You waited for a bit and, as expected, the trio of demon schoolyard bullies appeared in front of you.

"Looks like your demon bodyguards are nowhere to be found," the lead demon mockingly. "And here you are, all alone and vulnerable."

You stabbed one of the potatoes and brought it to your mouth. It wasn't as good as Mammon's cooking but it was still better than Solomon's.

Frustrated at your lack of a response, the demon standing to the left of the lead one kicked your table, almost sending your metal food tray skittering off the edge. You quickly catch the glass of juice that did fall off the edge, fortunately without any spillage.

"Human, are you even listening?!" they snarled.

"Yeah I am," you replied. "I just didn't know what to say?"

One of the other demons grabbed at your arm and pulled you up to a standing position. It was the same arm that contained the bruises from yesterday and the rough treatment made you wince. They gave a snort of derision in response.

"Not so proud now, huh?" they sneered. You searched your memory for the words you used to say when you found yourself in such situations.

"Are you trying to harm me?" you asked, loudly. The cafeteria of demons glanced at you but otherwise turned a blind eye, as they always did. It didn't matter though, all you needed was for them to have heard your question, and the bullies' answer.

"I'm not trying," the demon said. "I am hurting you. And I will until you—"

With your free hand, you grabbed the glass on the table and smashed it against the demon's face. The glass shattered on impact and the demon reeled, letting go of your arm in the process. You wasted no time in picking up your chair and swinging it against the demon with full force and they flew into the, thankfully, empty tables beside yours.

"You— Get the human!" the lead demons snarled. You picked up your lunch tray and harshly brought it down onto the head of the demon charging at you. It impacted the demon's skull with a loud 'clunk' and the demon started to scream and claw their face. It appeared that some of the chili extract had gotten into their eyes. Oops.

You couldn't waste any time, though. The last demons, the lead demon, was fuming and making their way towards you. Lightning quick, you leapt onto the table and aimed a kick at their head. To your utmost surprise, the kick scored and the demon fell onto the ground. You jumped off the table and landed right onto the demon, making them shout in pain. Huh. The teacher wasn't joking when they said that that even you could deal with demons like this.

Still, you had to make a Statement. You had to reforge your Status in Demon High School as someone not to be messed with so as to deter any further bullying attempts.

So, you grabbed the demon below you by the collar and dragged them to the window. You hurled it open and then shoved more than half of the demon's body out of the window so that you were the only thing keeping them from a nasty drop.

"Wanted to bully the human, huh?" you asked. Your voice held no malice or anger. "Well, you should have killed me instead. Anyway, I hope you won't be bullying me, or any other human, ever again?"

The demon was whimpering, casting nervous glances at the ground below. Huh. You had a perfect quote for this, didn't you? You couldn't believe that an entire edgy teenager phase spent memorizing quotes you thought were cool would ever pay off like this.

"Perhaps you should worry less about gravity, who has already made up its mind about killing you, and more about me, who's still mulling it over."

The demon started to shake.

"I won't do it again!" they shrieked. "Please, let me off!"

You were going to pull them back in — you weren't going to kill them, that was illegal — when a loud shout startled you.

"MC?!"

You whirled around to see your demonic housemates standing around the entrance of the cafeteria, all staring at you with varying degrees of shock. With reflexes honed from years of getting into trouble due to fights, both of your hands shot up to either side of your head.

"It was self-defense, I swear!" you blurted out. Behind you, there was a scream that gradually got softer. Ah. Well. They were a demon and there was, like, a pond below. They would survive.

Probably.

[rwbylovediaries]

Bastard Boy My Beloved AU - part 1

It’s on AO3 too!

When Team CENM (“cinnamon”) first made their presence known, it was by starting a fight in the cafeteria. Well, Cinder and Neo started a fight, while Emerald and Mercury stood by, watching on while still eating their lunches. It was kind of funny watching the short pink-haired girl apply a sleeper hold to Cardin Winchester (a hold which seemed to be doing its job) and the one-eyed goth-punk chick who seemed to be using her semblance to make rods of glass appear, only to break them over Sky Lark’s head. But Glynda Goodwitch soon arrived to put a stop to things, as everyone else in the cafeteria expected she would (hence why they didn’t get involved). Ruby had wanted to step in, but she was too focused on something else. Someone else.

That Mercury guy had been an enigma. He had the aura of a douchy a-hole and dressed like an edgy snob (when not in school uniform, which he never wore properly), but he didn’t seem very social outside his own team, which was a patchwork of a team as it was. He’d never actually been a douchy a-hole towards anyone despite the common preconception, which was why Ruby was so interested in him. Was it a façade put on out of necessity? Was he living up to expectations as a member of the Crime Team? Was he worried his teammates would overshadow him?

It’s not like she could just go up and ask him these things, as much as she wanted to. He probably wouldn’t react well to be interviewed by some overzealous upperclassman.

Maybe she could try a more…indirect approach?

“Hey Blake,” Ruby said to her teammate next to her.

Blake hadn’t really been bothered by the fighting going on. She had more important things at hand (eating her smoked salmon). “Hm?”

“You think there’s something…weird about Team CENM?”

Blake glanced over at said group of students. Glynda was currently dragging the two girls out of the cafeteria, Neo by the collar of her jacket, and Cinder by her ear (“Ow ow ow- OW! Ow ow ow— OW?!”). Then she looked toward Emerald and Mercury, who still sat at an otherwise empty table, sharing a laugh at what just went down.

“Yes,” Blake deadpanned.

Ruby simply sat and studied the silver-haired boy, stroking her nonexistent beard thoughtfully.

“Ruby,” Weiss said from across the table, pointing at her with a fork. “I can see those gears turning in your head. Do not get involved with Team CENM. They’re nothing but trouble.”

“But trouble is fun!” Ruby said.

“As much as I agree, sis,” Yang said, currently balancing a green pea on the end of her knife before catapulting it into her mouth flawlessly, “Those four do seem like…not the nicest people.”

“I mean, you don’t know,” Ruby said with a shrug. “They could be nice, if someone nice gave him a chance.”

“Him?” Blake asked.

“Them! I meant them!” Ruby backtracked unconvincingly.

“Ruby,” Yang murmured softly. “Do you have a…thing for silver-haired smug boy?”

“His name is Mercury. And no, I don’t!”

Yang glared at her knowingly. “Oh no. Ruby, you can’t do this, you’re too old to be going through a bad boy phase.”

“Huh?!”

“I do kind of see where she’s coming from,” Blake admitted before taking a bite of fish. “Mercury does have that mysterious factor. All of them do, to be fair. Like that Cinder girl with the eye patch, mysterious...”

“Blake, you’re enabling her,” Yang muttered.

“Ruby,” Weiss spoke up, “Not to judge your tastes, but—”

“I don’t have a thing for him!” Ruby protested. “I just think the reason everyone avoids him is because no one knows him. Everyone is judging the book by it’s cover. But if someone, like me, where to read the book...”

“You could recommend the book to others,” Blake guessed.

“Yeah! And then he could have friends and be cool!”

Yang was holding her head in her hands. “I’m really trying to not enter overprotective big sister mode here...”

Weiss reached over and gave Yang a shoulder pat. “As much as I sympathize, Ruby isn’t some kid who needs protecting anymore.”

“Yeah!” Ruby agreed.

“She should be allowed to make mistakes.”

“Wha?!”

“I say you should go for it, Ruby,” Blake told her. “Worse case scenario—he turns out to be a douche. Best case scenario...” She let that linger.

Ruby clapped her hands together. “Right! Next time I see him around, I’ll just casually strike up a conversation with him. Do you think he’d be the type to hang out in the library?”

“Isn’t that your job to figure out?” Weiss asked.

“Right. I hope he is, because I don’t spend a lot of free time anywhere else. What do other people do with their free time?”

“Go to the city to go to clubs, lounges, the beach...” Yang rattled off.

“Yeah, I’ll stick to the library.”

“Best of luck to you,” Weiss murmured, glancing over to watch Mercury toss tater tots into the air and fail to catch them in his mouth. “Something tells me he’s not very well read.”

“Book by its cover, Weiss,” Blake murmured teasingly.

“Oh, shush.”

[tothedarkdarkseas]

Thinking about how depressing the first time Noodle was disappointed by Murdoc probably was. Knowing him... it wasn't that much later than when she met the band, but Noodle probably saw Murdoc as this cool, edgy, no-fucks-given rockstar. Until: she either saw him yell at Stu for the first time, or throw a girl out, or saw how weird his face looked while he was still actively taking amphetamines. It was probably crushing, and eventually, she'd learn to get used to that feeling.

I must admit, asks like this really make me think back on what exactly my characterization of Noodle is, and I'll be the first to admit that no character other than Stu and Murdoc has really gotten the full nooks-and-crannies treatment, so I find myself having two conflicting ideas of who young Noodle was. We see her act quite carefree, even giddy and appropriately childish in phase 1, and then that is significantly altered between phases 1&2 as she regains her memory. I think I tend to always see Noodle in that phase 2-3 era, and then make amends with some of the selfies and emojis onward, but phase 1 sort of gets lost in the shuffle. I do think Noodle's a highly capable child with more experience handling herself and the adults around her than most children, but she is still a child, and I do like to think the men try-- barely-- to shield her from things like drug binges and blatant objectification and disrespect toward the women moving through the house. Murdoc has no doubt been high around her many times, but Murdoc treats the uppers like part of himself, just a switch to "turn it on" so to speak; the first time he's tweaking and getting tremors while crashing on an especially bad trip, while no one has the mental fortitude to do much besides tell Noodle to go somewhere else, was likely pretty unsettling and left a twisty feeling in her stomach. The first time she sees him having a paranoid meltdown, snarling and snapping at Stu and not trying to reel himself back in when he sees her turns that twisting feeling into a leaden one. Like the rest of the band and parts of the audience, she eventually recognizes that Murdoc leans into his mania and unwellness as something funny, and it's easier at times to laugh or sigh and complacently play along with that than it is to really deal with him (particularly in the early years when he is so very resistant to "tampering" by frowning faces; knowing they're afraid, knowing they're pitying, knowing they think they know anything at all about him makes it worse. It dries whatever fun he's beginning to feel from companionship right up, and he turns thorny and escapist.) I am, however, a fandom criminal with a high bounty on my head because I tend to favor the whole found family and Murdad aspect a little less than most... not that I can resist it entirely of course, but I don't see any of them as especially good father figures, Murdoc least of all, and I think both of Noodle and Murdoc were keenly aware of that pretty early on. It's like... I do think she cares for Murdoc uniquely and Plastic Beach was a deeply scarring betrayal, but I don't think Noodle went into phase 2 thinking Murdoc was someone she could depend on.

I'm sorry for the delay on this and the brevity of the answer! Thank you!

[natequarter]

additional gaang kid headcanons:

izumi had a mean streak as a teenager. she grew out of it. azula thought it was funny. zuko thought it was terrifying. hypocrite.

tenzin had a really edgy phase when he was like fifteen and aang just went along with it

he started refusing to wear anything except orange because 'orange is the new black mom!!! why don't you understand me >:('

aang just totally went along with it like 'ooh these robes are super cool and slimming!! love that'

whenever one of the kids was upset at school aang would go the person who upset them and go into the avatar state

most people were terrified

mai and sokka, who taught the kids some weaponry skills together, pointed and laughed

azula is izumi's advisor which is like having a very nice demon on your shoulder at all times

also azula was close to kya i have no proof for this but i'm right

bumi loves loves LOVES the earth kingdom and is pretty close to suki (and sokka) toph and jet

on that note so does ikki, both of them spend a significant portion of their adult lives working to help the earth kingdom

jet is like the cool uncle. not that the rest of them aren't but he's the Cool Uncle

said it before and i'll say it again! air nomad tattoos kya

also her 'my girlfriend' comment refers to izumi

izumi took the throne from zuko, who's been hating his job since 101 AG, pretty early on

her early years as fire lord were pretty ride or die

her later years resulted in the collapse of the fire nation monarchy and a civil war which she spent most of her reign trying to stop. you win some you lose some i guess

[elliebelliegirl]

What Even Is This Sequel / Holiday Special! Now with 100% More Lila!

Another day, they’re back at school.

Marinette was sitting in her classroom reading Brave New World. She hated it.

However, she then remembered that she was Batman’s kid! That was a thing!

Cool, she thought.

Principal Damocles had been very upset at the chaos Batman brought to his presentation in the auditorium, and the money he had to pay for the trademark infringement violation. He also didn’t like the fire, though that was Robin’s fault. And a little bit Rabbi Alya’s.

Anyway, suddenly three people jumped through the window! The biggest one landed on the floor in a way that called back to Batman’s entrance, rolling into a kneel before the other two landed on his shoulders. He would not have approved of that comparison though, he was in his rebellious phase. They also landed a bit on Lila, who wasn’t happy about this.

“What!” Marinette exclaimed. “Why are you here?”

The three people, who by the way were Red Hood, Red Robin, and Nightwing, fought over who could get to tell her the answer.

“I get to tell her, you awful cretins landed on me instead of literally anywhere else,” the angsty one, Red Hood, said.

“Yeah, well, I planned the trip, and I flew the plane, and I landed on your not injured shoulder,” the completely average one, Red Robin rebutted.

“I’m the oldest!!! I get to tell her!!!” shouted Nightwing because he was Like That.

Marinette blinked. "Tell me what?"

“Well,” said Nightwing, who’d clearly won the argument with his stellar skills and reasoning, “We’re here for her!”

He pointed below them all to Lila, who glowered.

“You know if you’re talking to Marinette after what happened yesterday, you’ve revealed your identities, right?” Lila asked.

Red Hood floundered for a response. When he couldn’t get one, he punched her.

She flopped over, her tongue sticking out.

“Is she dead?” Marinette asked, her voice rising.

“I guess,” said Red Robin.

Nightwing shrugged.

“Was that all you came here for?” Marinette asked, her voice even squeakier.

Red Robin shrugged. “Kinda?”

Marinette’s eyes bugged out. “You came here to kill my school bully.”

Nightwing tilted his head and thought a little. “Not exactly? Besides, that was Jason.”

“HA!” shouted the rabbi in the room. “Your identities are revealed for all!”

Marinette shook her head. “That was a little bit ago, Alya, keep up.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it! Can you get everyone out of the room now, though? Maybe teach a shiur?”

Rabbi Cesaire resolutely nodded. She herded their classmates into the library and dissected a number song. Then she burnt the music sheet and ate it smeared on hard-boiled eggs.

“Anyway,” said Marinette, “Why are you here?”

“Well,” said Red Robin, “We’re here to take Hawkmoth down.”

Marinette gasped. “You know who he is?”

Red Robin snorted. “Yeah, obviously, he doesn’t hide it much, he’s Gabriel Agreste.”

“Oh, that makes a heck ton of sense.”

“Yeah.”

“Hmm.”

“So, you wanna go beat him up?”

“Sure, why not.”

So they went to the Agreste mansion.

Adrien was hanging out the window, holding cheese in his outstretched hand.

“Hi Adrien!” Marinette yelled.

Adrien waved with his other hand.

She waved back. “What are you doing?”

Adrien shrugged with one arm. “Plagg flew away and I’m trying to get him back.”

Plagg bit his hand. He ate the cheese. He flew away again.

“Ow,” said Adrien. He fell out of the window.

“Ow,” said Marinette, overcome with empathy, the only way to feel for someone else’s pain.

“They’re so mature,” Nightwing said, sniffing and wiping away a tear.

“We should probably help him,” Red Robin said.

Adrien lifted an arm and gave a weak thumbs up. “I’m totally fine, don’t worry.”

“Oh, okay.” Red Robin was okay with that.

Adrien stood up and tried to jump and catch Plagg, now that he was recovered.

Plagg bit him.

“Ow,” said Adrien.

“Ow,” said Marinette.

Nightwing was just beginning to try and wipe a tear away when Red Hood slapped his hand down, growling “We’re not doing that again.”

Red Robin nodded seriously. He had edgy teenage angst.

“Why is that what we can’t repeat?” Marinette asked.

“It’ll be a gimmick for laughs, or at least a “Ha, that’s trying too hard to be funny” from the reader,” Red Hood responded.

“Oh,” said Marinette.

“Yeah,” said Red Hood.

“That makes sense.”

“I was hoping for that.”

“Anyway, you wanna go bust Hawkmoth?”

“Sure.”

Adrien jumped through the door, dragging everyone behind him. Marinette grabbed Plagg and shoved him into her purse with Tikki.

“Hawkmoth is here, then?” asked Nightwing.

“I mean, he’s my dad, so he’s probably in his ‘Hermit Recluse Who Can’t Leave His House Or He’ll Burn Accessed By Elevator Room.’”

“Wait, you knew about that?” asked Marinette.

“Yeah, but I thought we were waiting for something to go after him.”

“Oh.”

They all went to the painting of Emelie.

Tikki flew out of Marinette’s bag and phased into the painting, pressing the buttons and opening the elevator hole in the floor of the office.

Hawkmoth and Mayura were there, standing in front of Emelie’s casket. Both of them were sobbing, lamenting the loss of their true love. Gabriel stopped crying to start dramatically monologuing when he saw the assembled heroes.

“I am Hawkmoth, the super bad villain! I use my evil, evil butterflies to evilize people who desperately need help, attention, or they’re Lila, in which case she needs to vent or get revenge or whatever, she’s weird. My goal, my extremely evil, bad, diabolical goal, is to revive my long dead wife who would never be okay with me taking over people’s minds and killing all of Paris multiple times to bring her back from the dead, probably killing someone irreversibly in the process!”

Marinette scoffed. “We already knew that.”

Adrien blinked. “We did?”

Nightwing shrugged.

Adrien and Marinette transformed, and the batboys were a little horrified by the kick Ladybug did at the end before her final battle pose.

“Did- did her leg go over her ear?”

Hawkmoth was immediately shaken. “Wait, I don’t like the odds here- I think she’s athletic Nathalie! Nathalie, I haven’t done anything like combat in years!”

Nathalie looked at the heroes, and then looked at Emelie and Gabriel.

She handed Ladybug her miraculous and left.

Hawkmoth hid behind the coffin.

Red Robin walked over and pulled the pin off of him and gave it to Ladybug.

“So, that’s over,” said Marinette.

“Yeah, I guess so,” said Adrien.

Damian fell through the window and smacked Adrien with his sword.

First Part: here!

[crazys-art]

the evolution of my oldest oc's design for today's mARTch (day 24 old & new)

(more about specifics under the read more)

ahhh, izzy, my favorite thing to torture. watch as the life drains from her eyes as i realize just how angsty i can make immortality!

she's had the same basics over the years: long brown messy hair, green eyes, baggy blue jeans, green shirt/hoodie, then in the second design i added her face scar, red scarf/kerchief, and boots, and really it's just been those with slight changes. personality wise though... oh boy.

originally, izzy was a character i made for an adventure time roleplay. it was a bunch of people on the official cartoon network adventure time forums roleplaying characters surviving in the aftermath of the great mushroom war, which, well, sort of inspired the direction her story would go on to have.

she was a 900 year old witch who looked 9 because... well, i was nine when i made her and she was very obviously a self insert but the ~lore~ reason i made up was that witches aged 100 times slower than humans. she was basically just a kid who was a witch. i had tried to be mysterious about her- making it a secret that she wasn't human, but i just. immediately had her say she was a witch because i couldn't take waiting that long.

then i learned what daggers were and thought they were so cool that everything changed /hj

surprisingly enough, this overly edgy version was my way of trying to make her not cringey. i didn't want to make a mary sue or anything so i leaned into that "strong female character means they're physically really strong" trope as if that was better lmao. also surprisingly enough even with that anime-ass haircut i still hadn't watched any anime yet at that point.

this is also when i started making the longer lifespan thing have a bit more weight to it. i. honestly didn't put that much thought into it so a lot of it was just generic like "people think immortality is a gift,, but it is really,, A Curse" stuff

then she had this third design, which is the one she's had for the longest amount of time. well, it did change sometimes, but the changes were all things that are hidden by her clothes, mostly various scars/amputations. at the beginning of this phase she was still that edgy generic "immortality bad" thing but this time she was actually immortal! at this point i figured out how/why she stopped aging & couldn't be killed and boy is there so much fun angst to play with there

during that design she's had some outlooks such as "hating everything" or "being extremely sad a lot" or "being a lot smarter than everyone else" etc etc. but then she got closer and closer to her current personality, which is: tired mom friend. i could go more into detail on that but it's also funny to just leave it there.

and yeah, newest design, all that's really changed is that i'm showing off her prosthetic leg that she got halfway through the last design but remained covered by her clothes. plus her resting face has gone from "angry" to "vacant" so that's fun :D

[theunconcernedembalmer]

Mind if I ask who the mun’s favorite and least favorite genshin characters are in game? Can be playable or non playable whichever you have in mind!

small ramblings (and my least favourites) under the cut, i talk too much as usual XD

i actually main zhongli, ningguang n beidou mostly (once i manage to get my primogems from maxed out friendship levels XD) n i also love their characters a lot. diona really grew on me n i use her quite a bit too. madam ping has a special place in my heart too, n for some reason i really like guoba HAHAHAHAH it cant aim for nuts but i still love it :,,3

honestly i dont really have characters that i dislike (pallad n albert are exceptions cos everyone kinda hates them with good reason so), each character is endearing/ interesting in their own way, but since we're talking about least favourites

my least favs are kaeya and diluc seperately (cos when they're together they become a lot more interesting, funny and tolerable HAHAHAH). i disliked kaeya as a joke at first but the more i listen to him in the quests the more i started to genuinely disliked him because of how he sounds like he perpetually has a shit eating grin (at least for the english VO) which makes even the simplest of statements sound super suspicious coming from him. not to mention half if not all his battle lines are snide comments that doubles as taunts. like i know hes an interesting character n i enjoy the depth he has, n he definitely has deeper ties to the over arching plot, but i also really want to punch his face every time he opens his mouth.

as for diluc (who came home n i excessively bully), the game was trying too hard to sell diluc as genshins version of batman (super cool, super competent, super vigilante, super edgy) in the story quests so i immediately disliked him. dude has 3 fully animated battle cutscenes showing off how badass he is that are too long n borderline unnecessary unless u really so badly want ur audience to get the hint that this guy is The Shit.

also when i saw his voicelines........ dude never grew out of his emo edgy phase ever n its. very cringe. (his voiceline when it rains is "if only the rain could cleanse the sins of the world" or something like that n every single time i hear it i just. sigh) as a character i think hes okay, except the parts where he talks about his idea of justice like the cool jaded vigilante that he is supposed to be. i also think mihoyo did his model dirty cos mihoyo is allergic to muscles n guy is supposed to have muscles he wields a greatsword with relative ease

i guess hes useful cos spiral abyss really favours pyro so hes one of the few i raised up to 90. i still shit on him endlessly tho

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

yknow while this hellsite continues on the whole religion discussion thing, i’d like to jump in on it with my experience particularly with leaving catholic school.

like aside from my angsty pop-punk/emo etc teen phase (which’ll obvs be weaved into story later on) that led me to have different views from the church and aside from the whole sexism thing that i endured over my year 10 formal/junior prom in 2010 and 2011 from staff there….. i found it within myself incredibly hard to leave there… mostly because i’d known literally 1/3 of my year group at catholic school since kindy/kindergarten or some other point in primary school.

this affected my choice to leave and it was quite tumultuous inwardly. knowing the safety and predictably of the people i was with for all those years was a comfort to me. i knew their parents due to parent mixer bbqs that we’d have after mother’s day and father’s day liturgies- although i hated the mother’s day ones mostly, due to personal reasons. but to leave that comfortable place for overly loyal, kinda sorta shy (although everyone who knew me at that school wouldn’t’ve described me as shy bc i was a very loud show off because of drama class 😅) and by year 10, very lonely, highly socially anxious and depressed, teen me was terrifying. it meant losing her friends and stability and she obvs hated that thought. it meant leaving the one one place she ever felt good at something, drama class.

obviously, after she did leave for public school, she visited the catholic school on a few separate occasions, to try and keep the connection “alive” or whatever the fuck she wrote in a fake deep status on her fb (that i now get in my fb memories every year lmao). but it all ended pretty badly, when everyone from that school stopped talking to her once high school finished. no one invited her out. or if people did try to invite her out, like a couple of people did, it always fell through…. and it made her feel like she was just a bad luck charm or whatever other low self esteem talk she was telling herself. there was quite a few moody statuses around that too lmao.

but yeah. leaving catholic school was a massive thing for me back then, because even though i hadn’t gone to church on sunday for literal Y E A R S at that point; i still had a strong pull to that school because i’d known SO MANY kids at that school from primary/elementary/grade etc school, regardless of their year group level. because if there’s one thing catholic school was good at, it was networking 😂. you knew everyone, and everyone knew you. it was safe, it was sound, so i didn’t want to leave.

but once you leave, you lose your friends and what almost felt like an extended family (although they obvs weren’t). but at the same time, i’d grown to hate the safety and almost insularity of the school, because as i mentioned earlier, you felt like you could predict how people would react or behave in class/events etc.

i felt the above distinctly, because as i’ve mentioned plenty on here, from years 7-10 i was a very emotionally demonstrative kid. in some classes (mostly religion and PE when i was bothered to participate) i’d end up in shouting matches with the teacher or other students…. or y’know just have a casual meltdown in the middle of class, which many people saw as “attention seeking” behaviour. i felt watched, i felt ready to snap, and to quote the ever present All Time Low i felt like the bridge lyrics from “therapy” (which was/is quite obviously somewhat partially about the price of fame and hollywood imo- but that went over teen me’s head at the time lmao):

“arrogant boy, love yourself so no one has to, they’re better off without you (better off without you). arrogant boy, cause a scene like you’re supposed to, they’ll fall asleep without you; you’re lucky if your memory remains”

like yes. i’ll admit those bridge lyrics being applied to this time is rather overdramatic, in hindsight, but hey. that was teen me for ya lmao. and don’t even get me started on applying ATL’s song “sick little games” to this at the time as well 😂😅. anyway. from all the “lms and i’ll tell you what i like about you” trend statuses that people were doing back then on fb, i’d gained the tag of “cool/chill girl”, my crush rich boy, once called me “outrageous” because of how loud i was and how willing in years 7-9 to scream out stupid song lyrics like “i want to fuck dog in the ass” by blink 182, fight song by marilyn manson and then idek probably my humps by black eyed peas at the top my lungs through the very few halls that that school had 😂😅. i was being purposely and annoyingly offensive most of the time.

but eventually, once it came to things like one of the girls in my group wanting to run for vice school captain and the other girls in my group A L W A Y S being given leadership positions (LPs)….. while i always had to apparently “repent” my behaviour by being made (in theory from my teachers) to sit alone at lunch because of my “embarrassing” and “unseemly” behaviour at the so-called “training”/ “retreat” days we had for things like being peer support leaders for the new cohort of year 7s etc etc. i felt like everyone was just waiting for me to leave…. and that they couldn’t stand my “embarrassing” presence and that i’d ruin my friends chances of being selected as co-captain or whatever other bullshit LPs they wanted to run for. but still. i felt like i couldn’t leave. just. how do you leave a bunch of people that you’ve known for so long???

and even when my teachers were nice enough to give me a chance in a leadership position once; in that dastardly bullshit internet safety workshop thing that they should’ve literally just hired a professional workshop co. to do….. but to save money they used students in my year group instead. so, instead of being marked by my teachers on this program; i was marked by the catholic education office. they had a lady come in from the ceo to judge/mark us while presenting…… and this lady went off at teen me for “not being professional, responsible and respectful” or whatever the fuck the woman told 15/16yo me…. which teen me then fired back with “i don’t have to be fucking professional and responsible!!!! IM FUCKING 15!!!!”.. so from then on i was never given an LP or any other type of “peer support” role against my friends who were littered with offers for them. mind you, i did call a whole room of 14 year olds “a bunch of cunts” or the like and then stormed out thinking that i’d made a solid point, so the CEO woman had a good reason 😂😅….. again in hindsight.

of course there was also the bitterness of teen me being angry at the english dept for not giving her a spot in the top class of english in her half of the year. but as i’ve said previously on other posts, i’ve forgiven this because i did essentially fail one shakespeare in class assessment in year 8 or year 9 😂. but i strongly felt this during my time at catholic school bc my friends believed that i should’ve been in the top english class too lmao.

but aside from those troubles and foibles, i still found it incredibly hard to leave. to leave the perceived closeness of that group of girls, who would sometimes walk me down to the office and sit with me in “purple room” while i waited for the teacher that had to act as my therapist almost lmao. even though i always told my friends to leave me be and go back to class bc i felt bad about dragging them out of class for so long.

but yeah. with all the above behaviour, the song lyrics to me at the time made sense bc teen me just felt so pressured to fit into the whole “funny, cool, outrageous girl” bs box that people had put her in…. but at the same time she wanted to escape it bc she was just *flyleaf voice* SO SICK of being laughed at instead of laughed with (atl weightless reference here kids) just because… like she DESERVED to be taken seriously for fucks sake, and not a be a “monkey do funny dance” person… she obvs felt this the most in drama class. where in the shakespeare unit, she picked a medley of romeo and juliet and taming of the shrew monologues to do for her monologue. although she nearly did lady macbeth throwing herself off the tower, to be hella edgy…. but she opted not to do that in the end. but she picked serious pieces bc she was sick and tired of being classed as the one trick pony go-to funny person.

okay. this really went off topic. but y’all get the point??? the decision of leaving catholic school was a hell of a ride for little 14-16yo me. it was confusing, terrifying and tied up in years of being overly judged and feeling like people wanted me to leave bc they were sick of me. it was tied up in years of mid-class meltdowns that had become kind of routine for me to have, and that people were just brushing me off as “attention seeking”…. but also ironically waiting for me to snap at any second for another wild shouting match or walkout; which would then make me look like i was “unruly” or “untameable/unmanageable” or whatever the fuck….. but i couldn’t take that anymore, for the final senior years. i HAD to leave it.

again it was hard to leave for loyal little teen me, despite how lonely and isolated she felt. why leave your friends when you’re comfortable??? but also: why stay in this toxic environment where people are just waiting for you to either shut the fuck up and put up with it or just blow up and absolutely lose your shit??? that’s just unhealthy asf. and the only unruly thing that’s happening here is the complete lack of mental health help or management in the aussie education system; but most especially in religious schools.

[yarrowleef]

Daffodil, Laurel, Lily, Sunflower, Violet, and Wisteria? Also Begonia but I'd like to know your favorites of the old covers and the newer/reprint covers. And the Russian Warrior Cat covers too! Some of their art is quite pretty.

laurel, violet and sunflower answered previously

Daffodil: When did you first start reading the series?

Start of third grade when I was 8 years old, which I believe was 2007!!  .......so like literally most of my life I have given to these cursed cat books. I remember The Sight was the most recent release. It was the first real book series I ever read, and I think I went through the first 2 series within a couple months.

Prior to that I just read stand-alone books and I only read because I wanted to win “accelerated reader” points....i couldn’t do sports, so reading was the only thing I could win at AND I DID WIN. but warriors was the first thing I read that I was actually like...into. and realized I could read for reasons OTHER then winning the most points.

Lily: If your five favorite characters were foods, what would they be?

asdfghgfdxs I honestly have no idea how to answer this question, in part because I don’t think I even have 5 favorite characters. I suppose Firestar is doritos out of obligation. What else can he be?? I mean ok flaming hot cheetos maybe seems more fitting on the surface because ~flame-y~ but lets be honest, Firestar is a bit too bland a character to be spicy. He is one of my favorites for nostalgia sake, I mean it’s Firestar, how can I not be fond of him?

I also have a soft spot for Scourge just because of the sheer ridiculous audacity of him. I wish he’d come back as an evil ghost. Anyway, when I was about 9 and going through my brief (incredibly unfortunate) twilight phase (I was just jumping on the popularity bandwagon tbh) I went to Hot Topic right before one of the movie premieres and they had this...edible bag of blood? it wasn’t actual blood obviously, but I remember it was advertised as being really high in iron to mimic blood, but it was really this sickly sweet mystery juice packaged inside of a fake hospital blood bag. I of course bought it because I went through my edgy phase early, and for some reason thought it would look cool to pretend I was drinking blood. It was the most disgusting liquid i have ever consumed but hey it did also have the unpleasant metallic tang of blood because I guess they were going for authenticity over edibility, so it’s not like I didn’t get what I paid for (or rather what my mom paid for, because i was 9)

Anyway, Scourge is that. He’s awful fake blood juice from the Hot Topic in the mall.

 That's all I got.

Wisteria: Are you looking forward to the Warriors movie?

YES ABSOLUTLEY!!

don't get me wrong, I fully expect it to be terrible. Embarrassing even. I expect they will try to change it for a wider audience appeal, and of course it will end up bad, BUT IT WILL BE SO FUNNY!! I have this inescapable morbid curiosity about it, like I really want to see what they try to do. Like watching a train crash. I can't help it.

Warriors is a silly series. I have a feeling this is why a movie hasn't been made yet, even I would have no idea who to market it for. Yes it's violent and touches on very dark topics, but the fact that its about cute little cats with very dumb names coupled with those dark topics in a way makes it look even MORE silly. I don’t think Warriors will ever have wide appeal outside of its fanbase, the concept looks too ridiculous if you’re not someone already into animal xenofiction like this, but a movie is inevitably going to try to have wider appeal anyway because that's what movie studios feel they need to do. They will either water it down, or worse, try to go a more family friendly comedy route since that’s how general audiences are used to seeing animated talking animals and they think that's the only “”safe”” way to market an animal movie, which will 100% ruin it either way. The second one is more likely, I mean why else do you think they hired the guys who wrote kung fu panda, and the recent alvin and the chipmunks and Spongebob movies to make the script?? [no shade to kung-fu panda, it’s good in it’s own way, but it is not the same vibe as warrior cats at all]. For me, this is simultaneously the absolute best and the absolute worse scenario, because like, it’s horrible, its an insult to everything I love about the warriors world, i have surreal nightmares about it, but it’s so horrible it f*cking hilarious ya know? how can you not be a little curious to watch that train crash (and the outraged reaction posts that will inevitably follow)????

A warriors movie will be bad, I can't see any way that it won't be bad, and honestly? I think that's ok. I don't need a good movie, I simply need a good laugh, and then I'll go back to watching fan animations which will always be more interesting anyway because they don't feel the need to have ~mass appeal~

Listen, we don't actually need a good official adaptation. In some ways, a good adaptation might be bad for the fandom. The fandom is cool because of how wildly different and creative it is, the series is so bare bones with no consistent official art that people can go nuts with it. I worry on the off chance we get a really good adaptation, it might take over the books. People might be less likely to draw/create with their own wild bonkers interpretations of canon in favor of sticking closer to what the official adaptation presented us with, and idk if I want that. I also def don't want to deal with searching "warrior cats" for the rest of my life to only bring up gifs/discussions of the movie/tv show, rendering material and fan creations for the books almost impossible to find. This is something i've suffered with when other books i like get popular adaptations, where as series with bad adaptations (like percy jackson) I have less trouble finding content about the books. 

Begonia: Which book cover is your favorite?

So of the old covers I admit i have a soft spot for the darkest hour, it was my favorite as a kid and I know I tried to redraw it several times. Warrior covers have a tendency to blend together, there’s only so many ways to draw mysterious cats fighting, but I think this cover is one of the most memorable for me, if only for the center art (shout out to the old Fire and Ice cover though, I also really like the center art on that. I wish the box had kept being used for more than just a single cat face in the later series)

but now that i’ve gone and looked, I really really like the full cover art for Tallstar’s Revenge, the colors just look super nice and match his eyes and everything. Tallstar having a fun and more unique looking design gives it extra points. Maybe I just like warm tones idk. And shout out to Wayne for also imagining the moor as a golden-brown field even though it’s probably supposed to be green.

out of the new covers, I like the vibe of Dark River, it just looks spooky and mysterious......and I think this artists cats look better from the side, they are always a little crooked from the front (honorable mention to Place of No Stars cover, I really like the colors and the ominous vibe, it definitely had an impact when I first saw that cover, I just don’t love the look of the cats faces blown up close from the front. The more I look at it the more off it becomes, but the colors are cool)

and I definitely agree the Russian warrior cats art has a very charming look to it, I like seeing it whenever it comes across my dash, but unfortunately I’m having trouble finding a catalogue of it to look at so I can’t pick a favorite

[lilith-devi-nyx-elsword-theorist]

Elsword Player Stereotypes (RE:TYPED)

*Add your own experiences of certain characters used by players* Elsword - often they like to challenge peeps *mostly the newbies*, while veteran Elboi’s are guidance or boast their “amazing” skills which is humorous when there’s the same class as them nearby who might be just as better than they are. But most Elboi players seem to Run ahead leaving the mobs behind mostly for the Janitors to clean up what they’ve could’ve picked along the way. While other Elboi’s take away your kills so fast that you’ll see that lovely warning message of ‘ Hey, you like being kicked?’ They still are the amazing Elboi’s of random wonders. Now if their Main protagonist title ego’s and aggressiveness can be slightly taken down a notch, that’d be great.

Aisha - Noisy chattergirls  including they seem to have a problem of not being op or talk about a previous dungeon run about some person who I don’t know about,*no offense I do appreciate talking in the game, but not all the time in the dungeon.*, though are somehow the innocent type of players but they’ll notice that, if you’re not buffed, they will chase your booty down, to give you that DAMN BUFF! Just like those veggies your motherly figure tells you to eat, just take your veggies, and you wont be hunted down, trust me on this. They are the fun kinds of people who throw magic in any direction, just don’t let them get walloped.

Rena - Speaking of Motherly figures, These players love to help if you ask nicely probably *past experiences mostly I not sure as of now lol*, They tend to be the guidance of players mostly in the right direction. P.S. They are cool.

Raven - Raven players are now somehow cooler in this department, what changed? Y’all were so edgy when I first started in 2012. But y’all make good mentors just like the Rena’s its, actually amazing I should start hiding behind Raven’s if there’s an Add nearby, because there’s a good chance I`ll be followed by Add’s. Don’t take their points to harshly if they tell you a problem you may have made especially in a PvE scenario, its what learning is for.

Eve - *I know I’m an Eve player* but We are mostly the guidance type of players, we seem quiet, and No, we are not Chobits/Persocoms, although we might appreciate that more than Nasod lol. But anyways, We seem to be very..... on point on some situations, its funny when I was with this Code: Empress with my Base Class Eve doing story mode to 99, She knew I was preparing for Code: Antithese. We will give you some bits of info, sometimes a little critical but hey, learning from mistakes makes you good. Also, we might hunt you down to give buff, so you better sit still or Veggies is nightmare mode for you. Also we might be a little too much of a fanbase of Eve’s and fashions for Eve, this is why Eve can be Postergirl most of the time.

Elesis - they mostly take notes from the likes of Rena, Raven and Eve’s they indeed are the Older sister role *I mean from personal experiences when they help you or something I feel like this would fit the whole Veteran’s thing.*

Chung - Some reason, Cool to hang out, but I feel like they lose their temper or attitude towards someone in their vicinity, I’m not saying all Chung players are bad, I’m pointing out the ones that seem to just, be rude. Add - Accelerators incoming, I mean Add’s are somehow.... don’t know how to describe them aside from my encounter with 3 of em in each path in a party together only to ask about Home Rental insurance. Huh, Add’s selling Home Insurances sounds more funny than Add’s bugging Eve players about their codes or roleplaying with Eve’s *Yes has happened a few times in my case, rare ofc.* or being Edgy, some other things, I swear though, I know y’all can flex that amazing uhm Awakening turning on and off by yourself but calm down there. Ara - Somehow almost most disliked and most will want in a party, I don’t understand Ara’s, yes I understand that she interrupted Chung from killing Ran using Aren’s body, but do realize thats a character pov and not a player pov? Also I’m noticing more Ara names being named by Fruits and it’s making me laugh more and more. its a New player phase too, Ara’s are fruits. Lu/Ciel - Roleplayers, I don’t know why I will call a few Lu/Ciel players as roleplayers, but they are fun players but, I don’t really... understand the concept for Lu/Ciel players, its been years from when they first released soo. Ain - Don’t go lookin away AinCiel shippers, I see you hiding in the corner, also more importantly, Ciel is dead *YES JUST BECAUSE HE MAY BE BROUGHT ALIVE BY LU’S CONTRACT DO NOTE CIEL IS STILL DEAD HE GOT TURNED HALF DEMON HE MAY BE ALIVE, BUT HE’S STILL DEAD IN MY BOOK XD* But Ain players seem to distance away from most players, few seem to be playful with most players, while others get closer to Laby’s, Elswords, and Ciels. Hmm I’m seeing a lot of mixed signals and they don’t feel comforting. Except for one Ain, who keeps screaming in the Megaphones for pvp I think like 2v2′s or 3v3′s. Rose - Y’all too quiet *Yes quiet as in silent, not ‘quite’ that’s not a reason to screw up on a word you mean for silent.* but, Rose players seem to just be quiet, I don’t know why. Did Timmy fall down in the well? Did someone tell you a bad joke? I don’t understand. Laby - For some reason, the innocent types again, though most players treat Laby’s like silence because I don’t know, what did Laby do. She’s like best tier character in my book lol, third person speaking is my favorite thing. Noah - Another case of some players attempting to be Edgy as Liberator and others trying to be FABULOUS~ with Celestia. It’s kinda sad and funny at the same time that I just can’t help but watch in humor.

[badly-drawn-ironstrange]

lets talk

hi! it’s me! the owner, creator, mod whatever u wanna call me of this account. ive gone through so many different names and even now i have a permanent name that i won’t reveal since it doesn’t matter but nevertheless.. lets talk about this account and my old content.

i am a minor. ive always been a minor. when i started this account i was a minor. i had incredibly naive and childish humor, and i was also growing and going through a lot in life. i was at a low. this account brought me so much joy and i felt comfortable here. my old content, regarding my old art style is pretty gross in comparison to what it is now. and id like to apologize for my past mistakes.

i made an awful joke once about a deaf person and i was young and impressionable, i didn’t know what the joke was i thought that everyone was saying it because it was “edgy” and “cool”. i know i apologized for it already but i want to apologize again. id also like to apologize again for the time i made an awful joke about k*lling steve rogers in an incorrect quote. it’s deleted now but at the time i thought that again, it was edgy and cool and i wanted to see how far i could take my jokes. i apologize.

regarding my old jokes and humor, yeah it was a bit lame ngl. not to mention i made a bunch of weird aus of marvel??? honestly looking back at them i cringe and feel nauseous because they’re just...so bad.... i’ve grown up from that. ive grown up from the whole “uwu edgy au snake and vamp XD” phase. it’s gross, it’s bad, i don’t wanna talk about it.

for the future of this account? there is no future, as much as i want to make a come back and be all “haha funny marvel” i can’t bring myself to do so. i don’t feel “funny”. and ive been trying to keep this account separated from everything. i’m afraid of being connected to this account and people finding my stuff outside of this account because yes, i don’t use tumblr anymore ive moved to instagram and started a new thing with a new fandom and new art style to forget about the cringe fest that was...✨this✨ however if you liked my content and stuff i posted, i don’t blame u and i’m not gonna get mad at you..it’s more of me being mad at myself? but i digress. back to the main point;

i don’t feel like coming back to this account and making more content. i don’t feel like i belong anymore, i don’t feel like i know marvel anymore considering i haven’t even touched marvel’s new content. tbh my love for the fandom ended after endgame :/ so, sorry to those who wanted more of me or actually liked my content, sorry to those i hurt in the past, and sorry to those who had hopes of getting art from me. i just don’t feel it.

as much as i’d love to link my new stuff, i’m not going to. just think of me vibing somewhere else happily. my journey ends here. thanks for the ride and memories along the way and thank you for making me feel wanted! to those who are new followers and those who have been here from the start! excelsior!

[rattyarts]

Huge-ask post (I am VERY funny)

Because I have so many questions that can be answered with just text, and I have mentioned my dislike of filling my art blog up with Words Words Words... let’s get them all done in one go!

(You guys can blacklist #rattytalks if you’re just here for the draws, btw)

A shit ton of asks under the cut!

Anonymous said: So for the center of the world, what with it being forcefully PG and all Bad Thoughts TM being prevented, how does having kids happen? Do parents just black out and wake up holding a child in their arms and vague memories of the last 9 months?

Ever seen a movie where they do that “and one day... a baby was born!” thing and a kid just appears offscreen with no explanation?

(This is how it works everywhere, Edgelands included; no one does the do or gets pregnant in this setting.)

Anonymous said: Hello! Quick question, and sorry if you’ve answered this before, but can other elves see the “intangible” bits of one another? Big fan of your work btw!

Nope! And thank you!

Anonymous said: Leopold was in my dream last night but I sadly cannot remember any of it.

I am SO sorry. I will try to keep my stinky murder men out of your head in the future.

Anonymous said: are the floaty bits stuck in one spot, or could the one they are attached to learn to move them around their body as long as its still within a certain distance? like, someone with the Floaty limbs, lets call him Ray, can move his limbs all over his body, allowing him to do all sorts of neat things that others with their attached limbs probably couldn't?

Whatever you want, honestly. As a general rule of thumb I don’t like putting down TOO many hard rules that prevent people from having fun with this setting. (Please ignore and scrap anything you think is stupid, I do this all the time and enjoy keeping this setting inconsistent and contradictory)

Anonymous said: Do elf names work off of Death Note rules, or is it like, if you know one elf’s name, all elves with that name are now unable to harm you? So if all the elf brothers are named Martin, for example, does it only work with blue?

I think it’s prolly just the one! Probably? Idk, might change if I think of something funnier.

Anonymous said: Can elves do magic on themselves or does thst go against the knowing name rule

Most people tend to know their own names, lol. So in my opinion, no, but don’t let me stop you if you got a fun idea.

Anonymous said: Could an Elf stitch on parts from another elf and have them work? i.e an Elf's finds the arm of another Elf. "Hey, free arm, might as well put it to good use", so they attach the arm and now they can give three high fives at once!

Same deal as previous questions, I personally would say no, but I also encourage people to do whatever the hell they want. It’s more fun that way!

Anonymous said: I bet elves are greasy to the touch.

They’re very powdery! Like if you rolled them in flour. And by flour I mean nasty glowing elf dandruff.

Anonymous said: Can elves fly or are their wings just for show?

No flying!!! (Unless you’re a mousefly)

Anonymous said: Something tells me that the elves would LOVE Obatzda.

Had to look that up, but definitely!

no1fan15: Not sure if someone asked already- Does Edgeworld have any equivalent to demons and angels? Like the old rubberhose cartoon kind?

Demons, yes! That’s what imps are: basically any demon, devil, or generic monster, but tiny! Even a couple of pop culture critters in there, there’s probably a very small gillman or robot monster running around there somewhere.

Angels, not so far. 

Anonymous said: How come Margaret hasn't yeeted George's jar into the Edge yet

I’d say being locked in a closet is good enough! (and also I need him for plot reasons, don’t tell anyone)

Anonymous said: If elves have knees bulges in the front then do they have butt bulges in the back?

i do not want to think about elf bulges

Anonymous said: So if you find a baby Therewoof and you say "aw you're so cute", their true name is So Cute?

Yep!

Anonymous said: Since a Therewoof's true name can be something like "cutie pie" or "dingus", does their name have to be spoken with "intent" for it to doggo-fy them? Or do they just have to live with the reality that any casual conversation/flirting can make them lose up to a month to Doggy Mode? My mom has little terrier dog named "Sweetie" so that got me thinking 'bout Therewoof names. & Anonymous said: here's a good question: If someone says a therewoof's true name, but not reffering to them, does it still affect them?

Just saying it will do! It’s based on those old werewolf stories where calling out the person’s name will change them back into a human/cure them, and a lot of the time it was by accident.

(My favorite is the one where they slam the door on the wolf’s tail and then say his name, and the dude ends up with a wolf tail for the rest of his life.)

Anonymous said: Would Seeing eye Therewoofs be a thing?

I... guess? Probably? Since regular dogs can turn into woofs, yeah. You might have to start paying em once they turn into a person tho. 

Anonymous said: Was ChalkZone ever an inspiration for you? Because I just love the silly world of ChalkZone and I noticed getting that same warm feeling when thinking about Edgeworld.

Maaaan, I wish. I’ve only seen about three episodes or so, but it seems really fun!

Anonymous said: So I saw your mimic post, and even though I don't think I've seen any other of your art before I was absolutely HAMMERED with an indescribable sense of slightly unsettling strangeness and comfortable familiarity. Your art feels like something from like, an old point and click computer game I would have had formative memories of before accidentally losing or scratching the disc therefore making me unsure if it ever REALLY existed. Sorry for being weird but I love the wacky nostalgia feel here

Aaaaaah, THANK YOU! That is SUCH a cool comparison and I appreciate!!!

Anonymous said: If the Edgeworld is based on cartoons then is there a Reverse Edge-world that’s based on anime?

Lol, I mean I DID have an anime phase for a while there, so...

caydebug: Man I’d love to see this as a cartoon some day

Honestly, same. Best you’re gonna get is the occasional animatic or gif, tho.

Anonymous said: Does anyone..."go" in Edgeworld? or is it like Pleasantville where bathrooms exist but there are no toilets in them because acknowledging it is yucky?

Oh god I keep getting asked this and have been avoiding it like the damn plague. But... Uh. No. No they do not. I am begging you all not to send any followup questions.

Anonymous said: Have you considered putting computer viruses or illnesses in with the buggymen? Since those are typically called ‘bugs’

Sure!

Anonymous said: are there any limits to what an Animimic could posess? i.e if they were in a costume of a Buggieman with multiple arms, could they control all of them? what about a small Mousefly costume? can multiple fit into one costume like a clown car? and what about in pitch black darkness, where you can only see the lights of their eyes and not their bodies? could one fit inside the pocket of a jacket you are wearing and help you steal things/wield a gun like a living turret?

Since clothing fills into the body type of the intended wearer, they would indeed be able to control all arms/legs in buggieman clothes.

Size restrictions is one of these things I wanna try to be vague about: I personally have been imagining them sticking to hiding in things no smaller than, um. Maybe imp sized, but really, whatever. It’s a cartoon eyeball critter!

You can put multiple animimics in one outfit!

They can move around just fine in darkness without being off screen, yeah!

And sure why not. lol

Anonymous said: I know you have been asked this once before, and you said nah you don't, but with a few more months of worldbuilding, do you have an idea for what could be down the edge now? 🤔

Not really! It’s not super important, honestly. I’d say any fan theory is about as valid as anything else I can come up with.

ps2polpo: I doubt you’ll ever elaborate on The Edge but I like to imagine there’s just one dude there like the Nowhere Man from the Yellow Submarine movie. Mostly cause the thought of someone accidentally winding up there being like “where am I?” And there’s just a guy casually waving at him like a friendly neighbor is funny to me & Anonymous said: The implication that the Edge is the physical manifestation of edginess so there’s probably like, Trevor Henderson monsters hanging out down there.

See above question! Valid! I also accept falling forever, getting erased from existence, ending up in another universe, getting stuck in limbo with thousands of other people, whatever you want, really!

Anonymous said: " he has very few bones and weighs basically nothing, " "Fastball special" trope, but with Leo?

YEET THE NASTY MAN

Anonymous said: did you ever watch dragon tales as a kid? because george and margaret make me think of murderous zak and wheezie from that show, and i love it to bits

I did not, but I would have loved it. Definitely up my alley!

(watched Quest for Camelot a loooot, though!)

Imma go ahead and stop here! There’s more but I’ve been writing for well over an hour and I have things to do. If your question is missing I’m either saving it for later, wasn’t entirely sure how to answer, or it’s spoilery.

Will probably do another one of these at some point!

[keepcopinghoe]

catch up pt.1

quick rundown of what’s been going on with me

ramo is the first guy that i’ve consistently and personally interacted with since about 2018 and definitely the first guy who actually around my age that i’ve formed a relatively close bond with. i think it’s for this reason that i’m so attached to him. he frequently described himself as an incel (ironically tho) and i think his last actually non-paid-for sexual relationship was back in 2017. so i stupidly assumed that i was the only girl in his life that he was actually close with and this delusion i think in many ways also is what build the foundation behind the inexplicable quasi-infatuation that i have now.

 on 06th june he told me about some girl that was part of his i***c*** discord which i already knew he was a part of since ages ago. i asked about her and he said she was from lithuania and that he was pissed off because some other guy was orbiting her which immediately set off alarm bells to me since there’s legit no reason to get pissy that someone else is orbiting a girl unless you like her yourself. he also said some shit to me which i think was unintentionally (or maybe intentionally?) hurtful, about how he could easily afford my prices and that i sell myself way below the market rate (both true but still). i think it’s both these things happening at the same time which particularly stung: ramo orbiting some e-girl who is involved in the same interests and hobbies to a greater extent than i am and also the emphasis that i’m a whore (and a cheap one at that) who no one would ever really consider as a serious dating prospect if they knew anything about my history.

i told him shortly after than i didn’t want to see him for a month or so, making up the excuse that it was because i was gonna be too busy. this is partially true cus i did initially have the plan to work every single day until the date of my breast augmentation/lift surgery which would be 25th june, earning like £700 a day in profit if i worked very hard. that didn’t quite come to fruition because there was some guy who booked with me that left a negative review on UKP which led to a fussilade of criticism from various users about me being a power-tripping time waster who frequently ghosted clients. this is kinda true except the power-tripping part; my timewasting is a direct result of substance abuse problems which is a direct result of whoring myself out to men that i often find unattractive. all in the preceding week (i met ramo on a sunday and this shit happened the following week).

two separate people passive aggressively threatened to send me another negative review over text, i have to provide a discounted rate to two of my regulars due to consistantly missing bookings, someone left me a negative review under my AW profile (which they did through sending a booking request that i didn’t confirm) saying that my service had declined massively over the last few months and that it was like ‘fucking a zombie’ and the final night of working on thursday (10/06), i saw this guy who has followed me under various aliases i’ve had in the past (jade/sana/etc.) and that i last meant at kingston premier inn in like june 2019. would have been a nice blast from the past in some respect but i made a stupid retarded decision to do coke with him - i then sniffed poppers which was retarded as well because poppers are a stimulant and speeds the heart up even further which i didn’t really know at the time. i then got super paranoid that i was gonna have a heart attack and kept telling the client in question to ensure that he call an ambulance if i collapsed, which i’m sure really got him in the mood. his name was james and i stupidly told him my real name. he couldn’t come and i felt like shit because i knew he didn’t enjoy himself - he told me in his mind that he had kind of ‘built’ the meeting up and i suppose it must have fallen massively short of his expectations. it is what it is.

i couldn’t sleep really at all due to the coke. i had several meetings arranged for the next day on friday with regulars all of which i cancelled. i just couldn’t continue on with the same routine of waking up in the morning feeling disgusting because i keep eating junk food delivery, doing an enema, getting drunk and just getting fucked until bedtime even though it was really good money.

i fucked around and went to chinatown on saturday evening and was feeling really happy and relieved about not having to work. i’ve figured that i can just make money after my surgeries and start again under a new profile where i don’t have any negative reviews attached to it and maybe rent out an actual apartment on a monthly basis, since it’d be cheaper than air BnB and i can set things up the way i want. i ate sweet and sour fish and egg fried rice, it was taste (ramo always says that lol).

idk what compelled me to do it but on 14th june, i looked through ramo’s likes on twitter. i think it was because i recalled seeing an obvious girl account in his likes previously - this is something i didn’t really think about at all previously but with the new information he had told me the sunday before, i ended up browsing her account which kind of led to a personal crisis. i found out fairly quickly that this girl was the same one he had referred to on discord (m** on discord, j**** on twitter) simply because there were screencaps on her media referring to the same discord and she was definitely from lithuania. i always assumed that women in these circles were lame and bland tradthots who lacked any kind of constitution beyond mindless pandering to irony poisoned scrotes and genuinely retarded wignats but i was suprised at how immediately endearing this girl appeared even to me, through the internet and as someone i have every reason to feel petty resentment towards.

her shitposts were funny and while she is edgy, she has an underlying sweet and kind disposition. her art is shit but cool in its own scrambled way. she’s also apparently only 16 so it’s understandable - i was a lot more cringe at her age and just as shit at art.

the feeling of inadequacy was overwhelming since in addition to being an actual whore, i’m super cringe, lame and normie compared to her. it made completely sense that ramo would orbit a girl like this and i’ve since completely re-evaluated my position and meaning in his life. it’s a good thing that my cope of feelings of intense inadequacy is to launch myself into a phase of hyper-productivity - i kept practicing drawing (apeing her in a way ig since i recently had kind of given up on drawing), fasting, reading, etc. to try and overcome how worthless and self-loathing i felt at being the unwitting basis of comparison to a young girl who was better than me in every conceivable manner. i even listened to msg 3.

i was in so much pain over this that i couldn’t listen to songs which reminded me of ramo (any i****c*** but specifically drug approved and also temptation) and when i did, i just felt anger at my position and a weird resentment towards him. worth mentioning than ramo had sent me a weird bootycall kind of text sometime before then which came across as really crash, so that made me feel even more devalued. 

this is already super long so i’m gonna follow up with a pt. 2 later or maybe edit.