#thanks for the work break anon!

[dailycupofcreativitea]

I LOVE your "Gohan Kidnapped AU" and it now lives rent free in my head. The thing I really I like about yours is that Gohan still has this longing for home, yes he has committed a lot of violence and is much stronger now, he had no real choice but to get stronger in order to survive, but he is still Gohan. It makes me wonder how he would adjust to life back on earth? I personally think he would continue to train because of his trauma, he never wants to lose the people he loves again, and learning to love Earth again would be such a journey for him. Are you going to make a comic with Goku and Gohan reuniting? or Gohan and Vegeta settling into Earth?

Thank you! Love that other people love my bullshit! :D

YES! There are a lot of (honestly valid) interpretations of him being raised with a more violent and Saiyan nature, but I like to think those first 4 years of peace were pretty formative for him and carry through his personality, and, well...at the end of the day I do like OUR Gohan's personality for a reason. 😌 So I imagine him in survival mode with a longing for home. Plus, it's just cathartic to have him finally get the thing he's been longing for, both story-wise and emotion-wise.

"Learning to love Earth again would be such a journey for him" gosh, I love this!! I have to draw it now! 👀 Got some ideas brewing...but yes, I think so too. It would be like a whole healing journey for him, revisiting the places he remembers (maybe they look different now), grieving a life he could have lived, imagining himself playing and living a peaceful life, still carrying the guilt of planets he helped purge out of survival (a la Thorfinn from Vinland Saga style, except Thorfinn was way more aggressive lol), etc.

Speaking of Vegeta, I never gave it any thought what happens to him in this AU...or what would become of Namek...shhh we don't talk about those 👀

I do want to make a Goku and Gohan reuniting comic. I've been chewing on it over and over again and it never feels right, but I do have maybe 1 or 2 pages solidified in my head, and there's no rule that says I can't draw a piece of it and give up LOL.

[adaki]

Do you draw Nina the killer perchance..

Yes and I end up disliking the drawings every time without fail but I thugged it out to give u this

[basketobread]

How does Lunara feel about... Lolth

not good lol

[silverlining-ships]

Have you ever thought/posted about the mortality of silver vs the (kind of) immortality of jasper?

So this has sat in my inbox for WAY too long. Sorry for that anon, but buckle in. Lets talk about their contrast in mortality. Obligatory read more, I like to talk too much :')

Before I start though I'd just like to say I LOVE LOVE LOVE asks like this! Make me pick them apart ty!!! It's so fun to analyze them 🧡🧡🧡

Also also tw for mentioning death

When it comes down to it, it actually really bugs both Jasper and Silver but in different ways. Jasper, of course, has FINALLY let go and started to accept... peace, you know? She's spent thousands of years fighting, being alone, being convinced she MUST be alone (that she deserves to? that her strength lies in being alone?), and it genuinely takes her SO long to .. relax once her and Silver get together. Like it isn't just a ~kiss kiss fall in love~ thing. Jasper is a very angry, prideful, and terrified character, and it takes much more time (and both being with Silver AND reintegrating back into "gem society" and finding people she can really TRUST and rely on) for her to relax.

So eventually, she has to face the fact that Silver isn't going to live forever with her, and that's TERRIFYING.

On the other hand, Silver's reasoning is actually a little bit more selfish than Jasper's. Silver has ALWAYS felt lesser than her. She's stronger, she doesn't need to sleep or eat, she's a whole ass alien and Silver's just... a human, you know? She grew up without friends really, just doing her homework and trying to be successful that way, and not only does she finally have someone (multiple people!) that care about her and want her in their community... it's a community of people who will last FAR longer than she ever will. And deep down she hates that. She's always felt that there's so much she wants to do, so many places she wants to go, and she just won't ever be able to. Jasper's immortality is just ANOTHER thing she has above Silver. Of course there is a small voice worried for how Jasper would react after she passes, but to me, Jasper is the STRONGEST person I know. So Silver has no doubts about whether she'll be okay or not because she knows she'll be okay. But that deep down gross part of her? She hates that Jasper has this additional strength on her.

True to both their characters... they shove it down and ignore it for awhile. But eventually, I'd imagine that Silver ends up getting seriously hurt--probably while fighting or sparring or something--and it kind of hits both of them just how much more FRAGILE she is. Silver's like... well hell, my stubbornness can't get me through everything. Jasper's like... this human is bound to do something that ends up getting her killed, and I have no true power to stop it.

I know at some point, Silver actually is going to die an early-ish death in Jasver canon (around 40 or so), and the first thing Jasper does is get Steven to resurrect her. And Jasper/Silver end up fighting over it after.

-> "You can't just--Jasper, you can't just decide that for me, whether I get to live."

-> "There is no living without you."

-> "There is going to be living without me whether either of us like it or not."

-> "Shouldn't you be happy!? You're always talking about your next big thing, for the Homeschool, or for the Gems--aren't you glad!?"

-> "I'm just... upset. Upset that I didn't get the choice, is all."

-> "You picked that choice when you decided to go into a fight unprepared AND outnumbered. You should be thankful. I... I know I am."

I actually have this OLD sketch for what an older Silver would look like after being resurrected that I've always wanted to share though 😭🧡

But after Silver eventually passes away for good, I've always imagined Jasper aligning more with the Crystal Gems in her memory as well as watching over the bloodline resulting from the kid they adopted, Kay.

It's definitely a tragic thing. And I am personally extremely terrified of death, like... it's something that's always paralyzed me. There's so much I want to do, so many places I want to go, so many things I want to be. Jasper honestly... has given me a bit of peace when it comes to that. Maybe there will always be a part of me that keeps living on, even if it's just in my music and my art.

Idk man. Immortal x mortal my beloved.

[gnight-tuzi]

Hello Mushroom. Before I say anything, your art is incredible. It's even more impressive than your taste in video games revolving around insects (wink wink, nudge nudge).

SAY! Would you happen to be able to draw Grimm? He's my favourite character, and I absolutely adore your art style. Please and thank you. I really appreciate your time!

[anto-pops]

Can I just say something?

I'm so happy you found inspiration to go back to TSP. I really hope I'm not jinxing it by saying this. 🥺 But I truly love all your stories, and I really waited for TSP to update since last year. 🩷 Thank you for your work, and how much you share your talent with us. You're the best Anto!

When I tell you I'm tearing up into my coffee rn I mean it :'))

Thank you so much lovie !! I'm really happy I came back to TSP too, I always knew I wanted to finish it but it was a question of time and motivation. Even now I'm dead set on seeing it through, so don't worry about jinxing anything LOL I'm 100% in this for the long haul !

It's been so much fun sharing my stories with everyone, and I'm eternally grateful for this little community we've created here for HL 💕

[loderlied]

sharing some thoughts about deactivating here because it’s been difficult pondering idk.

[haledamage]

it took me way too long to realize your url was probably 'hale damage' and not 'hal ed a mage' nor 'HA le damage' in a rather sinister italian accent

lol, you'd be surprised how often I get that! 😁 I think my favorite variation is "haled a mage" but also now I think my next DnD wizard is gonna be Hal Ed so thank you for that 😆

but yep, it's "hale damage"! it's an old pun/nickname earned from a combination of my family name being Hale and me having no spacial awareness and bumping into things all the time 😅 many a plate in the restaurant I used to work in was a victim of hale damage

[amee-racle-ofmyown]

the heist!mark brainrot is consuming me…, just imagine mark n the viewer meeting for the first time as little kids to shoplift candy or smth together ╥﹏╥

the (brain)rot consumes!! I can relate

my dear anon... LISTEN. I am a big advocate for childhood friends captaineer, it's one of my favourite headcanons, but a childhood friends AU for the heist partners? that's something I hadn't considered until now. and it's adorable. I had to write something for it asap because I was INSPIRED. I hope you enjoy💖 thanks for sparking the idea!

Heist!Mark x reader (not explicitly romantic at all it's more about the friendship in this one) | Words: 1,317

You are in the kitchen of your shared home base, unloading the groceries your heist partner has just bought, when you pick up a bag of sour candies, smiling quietly to yourself. He's always been a fan of them.

Turning the packet in your hands, an old memory drifts to the surface of your mind:

You don't remember exactly how long ago it was, but you couldn't have been much older than maybe ten.

Your father was busy working, and had reluctantly sent you to the store with a small list after you insisted you could handle it on your own.

You slipped the folded piece of paper out of your school bag and scanned the list of items. At the bottom was a note that read, ‘Remember to stay hydrated, kiddo! :)’

You walked around the supermarket collecting the few things on your list and placed them in your trolley. On your way to the checkout, you passed through the candy aisle and slowed to eye the products on display.

‘Aren't you going to get anything?’

Your head perked up, shocked at the sudden voice addressing you.

There was a boy next to you with dark hair, looking at you inquisitively. He seemed to be about your age. He might have even been slightly shorter than you.

You must have been standing here for longer than you realised if it had prompted him to ask you about it.

You shook your head.

‘Why not?’

‘Oh, um. My dad only gave me enough money for what we need,’ you said timidly, showing him the list.

‘Ohh, that's too bad.’ Then, a small yet undeniably mischievous smile appeared on his face. He glanced discreetly up and down the aisle. ‘You know you can just — ’ and he took one of the small packets of candy off the shelf and slipped it swiftly into his pocket.

Your eyes went wide, stunned. Both from the fact that he was suggesting you steal, and at the speed and subtly with which he'd enacted the crime, as if he'd done it dozens of times before, if not more.

‘What are you doing?’ you spoke in a harsh whisper.

‘It's no big deal,’ he said in a lower voice than before, but one that still felt entirely too loud. He slipped another bag into his pocket.

You did not want to associate with this boy any longer.

You pushed your trolley away and towards the checkout, handing your items to the cashier.

You were unhappy to find the boy waiting for you when you exited the store, shopping bag in your hand.

‘What do you want?’ you asked, a little standoffishly, frowning at him.

‘There's no need to be rude,’ he said with a small pout. ‘Y'know, I think I might have seen you at school a few times.’

To your dismay, he followed along as you started walking home. When you pressed him, he simply said, ‘Hey, I'm not following you! I live down this way too, I promise!’

As the two of you walked, he chatted annoyingly by your side. What was more annoying was that you found you didn't mind his presence. You were a quiet kid and you didn't have many friends. Having someone to walk home with you was kind of a nice change of pace.

Just as you thought this, though, you immediately chided yourself mentally. You and him were not friends. You weren't going to be friends. This boy was a criminal and he wasn't even sorry about it.

You frowned in thought.

Oh no, what if he got caught? What if you went to juvenile jail for being an accomplice to theft? What would Dad say? What would Mom say? What if—’

‘Hey, are you listening to me? You haven't responded to anything I'm saying.’

You simply sighed as he pulled you out of your thoughts.

‘Are you still mad about the candy? I told you it's not a big deal.’

You stopped as you realised you were approaching your front door. The journey seemed to have gone a little faster than usual.

‘Really?’ you finally replied in an exasperated tone. ‘That was no big deal for you? That was stealing. Stealing is wrong.’ You couldn't believe you had to spell it out to him.

‘They won't notice a couple tiny bags of candy are gone. My mom says big companies that own supermarkets are greedy. They make loads of money anyway and don't pay enough taxes.’

‘Does your mom know you're a thief?’

‘W- well, no, but-’

‘That’s what I thought.’

He looked a little disheartened.

‘Please don't tell anyone. I'm sorry if I upset you,’ he said quietly, looking down.

You hadn't really expected an apology from someone like him. You sighed again.

‘I won't tell, but don't expect me to just go along with it. And don't act like we're best buds all of a sudden. We don't know each other. You don't even know my name!’

‘Well, what's your name?’

You gave him a slightly surprised look before telling him your name, albeit hesitantly.

‘Look, I have to get going now…’

You fumbled with the shopping bag as you reached into your coat pocket, feeling for the house key, when you suddenly felt something that wasn't there before. It made a crinkling sound beneath your touch.

‘You didn't.’ You pulled the candy out of your pocket. ‘When did you—?’

The boy grinned at you.

‘I thought you could have one of mine.’

‘I don't want your stolen candy!’

‘Judging by how you looked at it earlier, I think you do. And besides, stolen treats taste better!’ he called out, already walking away.

‘Wh- SHH!’ You hoped none of your neighbours had heard.

‘I'm Mark by the way! See ya, buddy!’

You stood outside the front door, dumbfounded.

Finally you let yourself in. Your dad wouldn't be home yet for a while.

You put the shopping away and sat down at your kitchen table, staring at the stolen goods in front of you.

You could try to put it back but… that would be more suspicious.

You figured, the deed had been done. There was nothing you could do now, so you may as well make the most of it.

You tore the edge of the packet and popped one of the candies in your mouth, savouring the sweet and sour combination on your tongue.

Maybe Mark was right. It did taste extra good. But maybe it was just because you'd been craving it.

What a weird kid.

‘Stealing is wrong, huh…?’ you mumble under your breath. You look down at the candy in your hands. It's not the same brand as the one from back then, but you imagine it tastes more or less the same, from what you remember.

Present day Mark is the one to pull you out of your musings.

‘Hey, what's with that face you're making? I know that look, buddy. Are you contemplating your life choices??’

You chuckle softly.

‘Just… got reminded of something. I suppose I got lost in nostalgia for a moment.’

‘Oh yeah? Penny for your thoughts?’

You turn and smile at him.

‘This just made me think of an annoying little boy stealing candy from a supermarket. And his reluctant acquaintance who ended up getting dragged into his antics for the foreseeable future.’

It takes a second for it to click.

‘Ohhhhh.’ You watch as realisation turns to him smiling fondly at the memories, which turns to him snapping his attention to you with a fake-offended look.

You laugh at his expression.

‘Wait, hey! Annoying?!’

‘Mhm.’

‘Excuse you, I was a wonderful, sweet and positively charming child.’

Your laughter rings out in the kitchen, full of mirth, and he shakes his head at you with a familiar lopsided grin, and you are so grateful for the cheeky little boy who approached you that day.

[bunnies-n-bowties]

Jay! The art director of poptropica loves your fanart for Reality TV!! https://twitter.com/jonathanpitcher/status/1658835002979672064?t=drmp9v1X8SI6-tIEsoDfWA&s=19

✧ JBHJDH- I don't know what to SAY- but I'm freaking out right now!! That's so AAAH!! Thank you for letting me know anon!! That's genuinely makes me so happy. ✧

[skellydun]

any plans for future video game uploads ?

oh I don't think anyone wants to be subjected to that anon

[handsomethrowrug]

Any headcanons about Mufasa and Scar’s relationship growing up?

Funny you ask this, since I was thinking about it after rewatching the movie last night. I view the relationship based on a fantastic dynamic I had with a Mufasa blog that was around when I was first here.

How we had it was that the brothers would have been close when they were young. Their responsibilities and roles pulled them in different directions, but Scar gradually began to feel he was being lost in his brother's shadow. Not even the prestige of leading the Guard changed that. However, Mufasa being raised to take on a more diplomatic position meant he needed extra lessons compared to Scar, who would have been relying more on on-the-job experience for his patrols and managing the Guard.

Mufasa had a part to play in Scar getting his scar, but I can't fully remember the details off-hand. I believe it might have been from sparring, but whatever it was, it was definitely an accident.

By the time they were adults, their relationship had all but crumbled... but it was purely because of Scar pushing Mufasa away. Mufasa always kept reaching out and showing he cared, unaware that his brother was too far gone. Had Scar reached a point of swallowing his pride and accepting that he would never be king (and that it was okay for that to be the case), the bond between the brothers would have begun to heal. After all, even in the movie you can see the potential for it. Mufasa might see his brother as difficult to handle, but he's never a lost cause in the King's eyes. He trusts Scar enough to let Simba spend time with him alone, for instance.

Scar is a bitter, jealous lion. His brother, in his eyes, represents everything he isn't. Mufasa is larger, more handsome, stronger, holds good authority. He tries to belittle Mufasa by claiming he's the smarter brother, but they both know that isn't fully the case as Mufasa is also very intelligent. Whereas Scar was nearly blinded, he's scrawny no matter how much he ate, he had been injured while prompting the 'accident' that claimed the lives of the rest of the Guard, and he had never successfully courted anyone. It only seemed to cement this misconception from cubhood that Scar was nothing more than the unlucky brother, who had everything go wrong for him. In reality, he was valued a lot.... Scar just didn't see it properly.

Sometimes, despite the love you give, there are some that simply cannot change. Their views are too distorted, or their self-entitled opinions are too deeply rooted. Maybe there was a timeline where this bond would have been repaired, but it would have required something drastic enough to stop his ambitions to claim the throne.

I've put the dynamic tag for the brothers below so you can get other examples of this.

[yourubersawcrit]

Us American: 5 minutes between classes when I went to public High School. If you were late, you'd be written up. Probably given dentition. Lunch was "20" minutes. After standing behind dozens of kids. If you were across the building before your lunch period? You were shit of of luck. Kids had lunches as different hours based on schedules they didn't get any say in. No eating allowed in classes, so you could have lunch at 10 a.m. and have to wait well into 5/6 p.m. before eating again

huuuuuuh...

[lis4ux]

I just wanted to say I love all your stories!!! You’re an amazing writer and I can’t wait to see what you write next ❤️

Awe thank you so much 🥰

I love to hear that ❤️

I do have another work planned but I’m just taking a short break before diving into it. Been going hard for a minute but it won’t be long. I’ll probably return in July 😘

[frownyalfred]

You’ve done it again !!!!! Another excellent borderline chapter !!! Do you think it’ll contain any ships besides the sexual tension Bruce has w every nonfamily superhero?

Also I have this scene in my mine where the kids are hanging w the jl and Steph (or someone) is like,,, THE GREEN LANTERN?!?! (Referring to again Bruce’s sexual tension w him) and then they quickly have to be like ,,, I’ve always wanted to meet you hahahaha

Thank you! Oh boy, good question.

(why do I keep writing Bruce having sexual tension with people even in my gen fics?? this is my punishment for writing too much porn I guess)

I love that idea anon. I was thinking, Bruce ruins all of these big Leaguers for them because 1) he has weird tension with all of them and 2) he's seen them at their worst (cough cough, Hal Jordan) and isn't impressed.

So they're star struck for all of ten seconds before they see Bruce's memory of Hal dry heaving that time he saw a spider in his boot on that one planet. Or they instantly hate some people before ever meeting them because Bruce secretly hates them.

[llondonfog]

already told this to my friend but i was listening to non-breath oblige and immediately thought of book 7 silver, especially these verses:

“I want to live but I'm told to die, I want to die but I'm told to live

I want to live but I'm told to die, I want to die but I'm told to live”

“One, two

“There are many people in this world who don't even know love”

One, two

“There are many people in this world who don't even know love”

Sympathy, envy, jealousy, resentment, black tears falling down

My ugly emotions burst out and become a snow-white bird”

SORRY IF THE FORMATTING IS WEIRD i’m on mobile + i would go into deeper detail but my break is almost over so i have to back to work soon :(

ohhhh anon i've not heard of this song before and i have to say, the visuals for the official video were so beautiful and heart-wrenching!!

as far as the lyrics are concerned.....oof. the song is bursting with ch7 silver energy when it comes to his agony of realizing his true heritage, and it tears at my heart to listen along and think of it as such.

i also picked up on the lyrics "is it wrong to boast of my happiness? is it wrong to grieve over my unhappiness?" as ringing so painfully true for silver in ch7, especially in the moments where we now know he was suppressing his misery over lilia's abrupt departure and disclosure of his imminent death. it's really interesting to see the memories of silver as a child more open and expressive of his emotions, freely laughing and smiling with lilia, in comparison to the silver who we know today— a solemn and stoic young man who rarely changes expression, a fact that is a point of mockery among his classmates.

what happened to drive such a change in his behavior? is it simply a direct result of him becoming more aware of the seriousness his role and duties as malleus' guard begets, and wishing to emulate the dignity of a soldier? is it a result of his exhaustion that has seemingly escalated over the years, a constant pull on his energy that leaves him with sparing reserves? it also made me think of how he lashed out at his baby self, so in despair at the thought of how he could cry when his very existence was a curse, a blight upon malleus and lilia's honor. there's so much painful evidence of silver neglecting his own emotions when it comes to putting lilia first, and i really feel like it's going to come to a head here inevitably before ch7 is over.