#scribbles's rambles

[scribbles-2004]

If u fuck with any of these hit me up

[scribbles-2004]

Oh shit

Does that mean that it's still possible that the fuzzy ooze could still spread

ik it doesn't have any there but I still get the question in my head

Definitely gives ideas for fics and AUs tho

THE ALTERNA ROCKET IS CRASHED OUT IN THE DISTANCE

[culbi]

a fem stan and some fem gucketsssss

[bluerosefox]

Drake Siblings

Have I read this prompt somewhere or was this a fever dream from my bored mind.

What if, now hear me out.

What if we bring up Dana Winters-Drake (whose confirmed to at least be alive in the DC verse but no one knows where she actually is)

What if instead of when she had a mental breakdown and getting committed to an Bludhaven clinc she wandered away before anyone noticed and by the time Tim or anyone did notice a lot of stuff started happening at once in both Gotham and Bludhaven (Steph dying, The Bludhaven crisis, etc etc)

Tim still tries to find her though but even with best resources it was like she just disappeared into the wilderness and the stress of trying to handle more and more problems get worse.

So when out of the blue, a couple of years later, he gets a call from an unknown number. On his private, only for friends and family, phone and when he answers he meet with a young girls voice on the other end.

A very young, maybe six or seven, girl who informs him about his apparently half-brother Danny Drake-Fenton. And how she loves Danny so, so, so much but knows her home is dangerous for him to be in.

Tim is stunned and before he could question her, she says Danny is Dana and Jack's baby and that her parents had adopted him years ago and put Dana's stuff that the hospital had away for him to look at when he was older but she just had to fight off their lunch from eating her brother and she knows he needs a better place to live and so she snooped around and found Dana's diary and that she had to unscramble the nonsense Dana wrote and found Tim's number with the words 'tell him about his brother Danny' hidden in it. And-

But before she could keep rambling she hears Danny screaming "JAZZY THE MILK WENT BAD AGAIN AND HISSED AT ME!"

Tim is left with silence after hearing Jazz yell to Danny to lock the fridge and step out of the kitchen as she gets the bat.

[viyojo]

You're a kid now…🧍‍♂️still a kid now!

[scribbles-2004]

I had to get the pages from a friend of mine since the official site where you can read it isn't available in Spain, but after reading it I can definitely see why it sucks so much, it seems like they read the complains from the first chapter (aubrey being extremely aggressive/violent for example) and tried to improve it in the second using the base game content, but was poorly executed and failed miserably.

Some parts in the manga definitely don't make sense, specially with how boss attacks the gang for "not inviting them to a picnic" instead of the vanilla reason of not inviting them to play hide and seek. This also includes Kel's fav drink being orange joe instead of milk like you said.

My only guess as for why they added the part of Boss charging towards Mari is that, since in vanilla omori sometimes omori loses control and thus causing creepy events to happen (like the mari fight in basil boss rush) that was overall what was happening until Omori stepped in and stopped Boss. Most likely not the reason but it's just the first thought that came in mind when I saw it.

But yeah I agree with everything you said, the chapter is pretty mid and the writing kinda sucks. I do wonder what they'll do next once chapter 3 releases.

omori manga chap 2 is mid for obvious reasons (shota manga artist, poorly rehashed content, etc.) but i just want to go into lore rq because it FAILS to do what omori did in EVERY COMPASITY

this rant is going to be petty as shit but what did you honestly expect from a person whos made their entire online presence omori

okay so what started to get me frustrated was this panel right here

it says orange joe

orange joe is a fucking man in headspace and so kels favorite drink has been substiuted for milk in basegame

my uber autism wont let me look past this this is upsetting

there is litterally nothing in basegame headspace that said anything about this because orange joe isnt fucking real in headpspace and this is probably just a callout to the realworld stain on the carpet for NO REASON

also another thing , BOSS isnt from "the other day" , its implied he had been banished for a while because they had time to FUCKING MAKE AN ENTIRE CUSTOM SIGN FOR IT

(id say hes been gone for maybe a week)

also can we talk about how they TRY to impliment the game but FAIL horribly so fucking bad

okay so boss has 150 heart according to fandom wiki, he is a BOSS this is a BOSS BATTLE where you learn the BASIC FIGHTING DYNAMICS which wouldve been cool to see in the manga

BUT WHAT WE GET INSTEAD IS HIM BODY SLAMING AFTER A 39* HEART LOSS.

AND CAN ANYONE TELL ME WHY THE FUCK MARI IS EVEN HERE?? SHES NOWHERE NEAR THE FIGHT IN BASE GAME

THIS ALSO CONTRADICTS WITH MARIS ENTIRE HEADSPACE BEHAVIOR, ITS IS 100% CLEAR THAT MARI IS UNDER STRICT CONTROL OF OMORI

AND HAS FUNDEMNTALY DIFFERENT RULES PLACED FOR HER THAN KEL AUBREY AND HERO, DUE TO BEING SO VALUABLE TO OMORI BECAUSE SHES FUCKING DEAD IRL

SO WHY WOULD OMORI, THE COPING MECHANISM, LET MARI EVEN BE PUT IN A SCENARIO WHAT WOULD REMIND SUNNY OF HER DEATH

"its so he could save the day and defeat boss"

BOSS WAS NEVER FUCKING ABOUT MARI, ITS ABOUT SAVING BASIL AND HS GANG, THEY ALL FUCKING DIE HERE, THE GOAL OF BOSS IS TO BE THE HERO TO *THEM*

MARI DOESNT NEED TO BE INCLUDED IN THIS

THIS ACTIVELY MAKES OMORI ONE DIMENTIONAL SINCE SO FAR WEVE SEEN NEITHER SUNNY NOR OMORI GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ANY OF THEIR FRIENDS OTHER THAN LENDING KEL SOME MONEY BEGRUDINGLY AND BEING SHOCKED THAT BASIL EXISTS ,

WHICH DOESNT SOUND LIKE HE LIKES EITHER OF THEM

OTHER THAN THAT HE LITTERALY STABS AUBREY FOR HIS SISTER, STABS BOSS FOR HIS SISTER, AND THATS IT.

TUMBLR MOBILE ONLY ALOWES 10 IMAGES SO IM MAKJNG A PART 2

[xxplastic-cubexx]

i am once again drawing magneto at 3am !!!

[katsukiizmoon]

little sketch of katsuki fresh out the shower and reading on his kindle.

[skunkes]

[artilite]

star sailor 🎇

this was drawn a little over 2 weeks ago as i was in the middle of act 2! it's kind of funny in retrospect hahaha i put the star shaped light on sif as a nod to my vague theory that sif had a star for a heart/soul but lost it. Well it wasn't quite right but there was one line of dialogue going towards that direction? a win is a win

[scribbles-2004]

me if world of horror idk

if i ever get the game i'll try modding myself into the game

[soupdwelling]

it’s always one of these

[timethehobo]

Psst fellow Emmrichmancers, would yall be keen if I made more merch of him?

I mostly want to explore making other items, but just worry about having too many extras in stock. 🤔 Sticking to just him first cos I can’t possibly fund all the companions.

[moonlit-dreamers]

ultrakitties au from @sillaysii

ive been enamored by these lil creatures

earthmover side profile jumpscare

reblogs appreciated!

[lbhslefttiddie]

ep 130 king of being so normal

[sophsicle]

Dial Drunk

He's drunk.

"James--"

Sober enough to know he's drunk. But drunk enough not to care.

"James please--"

Sober enough to hear the crack in Remus's voice. But drunk enough not to stop.

"I want to call him," he says, defiant. Childish. It feels good to say those words. He doesn't know why he didn't do this before. It seems so simple now. "I want to call him."

Sirius is across the room. A few seconds ago he'd been on James's other side, holding his arm, helping Remus pull him to his feet. He isn't touching James anymore.

"Where's my phone?" his words are a little thick. A little slurred. The world around him blurry in a way that makes his stomach squirm.

"I don't know," Remus mutters, struggling to support James all on his own. "Here, will you just sit down please? Sirius, maybe get him some water?"

"Sirius where's my fucking phone?" because he knows Sirius knows. Because he wants Sirius to look at him. Because he wants Sirius to feel this too.

Predictably, Sirius doesn't answer either of them. All James can see is his best friend's back, his vision splitting him in two. Sirius has always been good at blocking out the things he doesn't want to hear. Which might be the most unkind thing James has ever thought about him.

"James please sit down," Remus tries to guide him towards the nearest chair but he's not going. They found him on the floor, and he'd been happy to stay there. But now. Now he has a mission.

"I want to call him, get me my phone!"

"Christ James," Remus hisses under his breath, pleading. He wants James to stop. But the whiskey in his blood has other plans. "What's going on with you tonight? I mean, should we be--should we be worried? Were you trying to hurt yourself or--"

"Oh fuck off!"

He sees the surprise on Remus's face, thinks about apologizing, but his thoughts are watery and hard to hold.

"I want to call him," he repeats instead. It's the one thing keeping him standing.

"Yeah we heard you," Sirius says finally, his voice is thin, cold. It's enough to get James's attention, even in his current state. "But you can't call him."

Something pointy and sharp pricksJames's chest but he shakes his head, ignoring it. "I know the number by heart," his drunken mind supplies helpfully.

"James," his name sounds so sad in Remus's voice.

"I'm sure you do," he thinks Sirius laughs. It's not a pleasant noise.

"Just give--give me my phone? He'll pick up. He always picks up when it's me. I want to call him. Let me c-call. I want--"

"You. Can't."

Sirius finally turns back around, he is so still and so stiff and James is so wobbly. He stumbles even though he's standing still, Remus fumbling to keep him upright.

"He'll pick up Sirius, he will. If it's me--"

"No."

"--he always--always--I need him. I need to tell him. I need to ta-talk. Please? Please I need--"

"You know why you can't call him."

"Sirius," Remus says warningly, but James doesn't think either of them are paying him any attention.

"I--don't have my phone." That makes Sirius frown harder but James doesn't care right now. "Just give me a phone. Any phone. I know his number. I--"

"You know why you can't call," Sirius repeats.

The pricking in his chest is getting worse. A stab. A slice. A tear. The sensation burns right through the alcohol. It demands to be felt. Demands to be heard.

"No," James repeats. "No I--no. No. no."

"He's--"

"Sirius!"

"--dead. He died."

"No!" James's voice is a terror. "I--no. I just need to call. Just let me have--the--cause I--and he'll pick up--he always--for me," he can't get them out, the words, the thoughts, his breath. He's choking on his own memories. His own grief. Shaking so bad he's surprised Remus is able to keep a hold of him.

"Regulus is dead. You can't call him. He won't pick up," Sirius sounds cold and distant. But then, he's always been like that about Regulus. James is on the ground again. The world in front of him blurry as Remus wraps his arms around him.

"You're a sloppy drunk James," is the last thing Sirius says before James hears the door closing.

The pain is deep and all consuming. It's been months. It's been years. It never stops. It never gets better. The minute the world gets still or quiet the grief is there. He feels like he spends every second of his life trying to outrun it. He's so tired. So fucking tired.

"I need to t-talk to him," he sobs, as Remus holds him tighter. "I can't never talk to him again. I can't. I have so much to say. I have so much--what am I supposed to do with this? What am I supposed to do with all this? I need to call him. Please. Please. I need him. I can't sleep. I can't eat. They're taking up all the space in me Remus. All these fucking--these fucking words. I need to call him. I need to. I need to. I can't bear this. I don't understand how I'm supposed to bear this?"

Remus kisses the top of his head. "Just breathe okay?" James doesn't think he's imagining the tremor in Remus's voice. "I just need you to breathe okay?"

But he can't.

He hasn't.

Not in months.

Not in years.

I'd die for you, he'd told Regulus once. And oh god did he mean it.