#yeah there was supposed to be more of us but idk

[melthe-greatestt]

IM FREE OH MY GOD

Swap!TGWDLM fanfic below, first chapter:3 just before emma goes to beanies

a few things ;

emma is swapped with paul

ted is swapped with charlotte

bill is swapped with henry

sam is swapped with jenny

charlottes a single loser

more stuff below

uhh yeah i hope you guys like this

did NOT proofread this so ignore spelling mistakes and grammar

first chap & a lil more info under the cut ;;

going insane

This fanfiction is NOT fully accurate to the actual musical. Dialogue will be changed, but scenes and such will remain the same. I lowk dunno how im supposed to write out a fucking song but it's fine

Melissa is related to Zoey, so her last name is Chambers

Melissa has been swapped with Mr. Davidson

Pete gets swapped with Steph

Max is now Alice ig idk (bc will is playing hidgens in the rerun) (his father is dead) (hidgens is Max's uncle its rlly confusing)

Deb is swapped with Ziggy bc fuck Ziggy (not my moot, the character)

Idk I'm suffering

Emma didn't like musicals, that's for sure. Being surrounded by people in the show-biz her whole life kind of… ruined it for her, to put it lightly. Just the thought of singing and dancing in front of hundreds — sometimes thousands — of people really gave her an off vibe. It was… uncomfortable, to put it lightly. Basically everyone she knew was an actor or an actress, which set them up better than others. Doesn't mean Emma liked it, but it was better than being homeless on the street. Sometimes she wondered what provoked Lin Manuel Miranda to come up with possibly one of the most repetitive musicals in the history of theater. All the songs sound the same, there's a bunch of reused beats, and just hearing the name made Emma want to crawl into bed and die.

Then there was Paul. He was your average worker at the nearby Beanies Bakery; a café with shitty pastries and even shittier service. The lot were forced to sing; Paul hated it, but the others didn't seem to mind obviously. He hated it, but he didn't necessarily have a problem with singing, he just didn't want to sing for those assholes. Especially when it was “tip for a song”, a sign plastered on a large glass jar which customers loved to use to make the waiters live harder than it already is for some damn reason. Hatchetfield was… something!

Though, despite their differences, something bigger than anything would bring the two together.

The office was quiet that day. With the occasional ring of a phone and a short conversation before hanging up, the work day was peaceful. There sat Emma in her swivel chair that was just a little too small for her, but she learned quickly how to adjust; mainly because Mrs. Chambers (first name Melissa), didn't want to put in a budget for new chairs. Who knew why? Probably because they already weren't making literally anything. It pisses Emma off, but she seriously needed a job; so she couldn't really leave to everyone's (her, nobody else cares) misfortune. Emma laid her head on her office desk, burying her face in her palms. Dealing with customers was annoying enough, but it was worse when they were assholes.

Then, her peace was disturbed; a knock on the cubical signalling an invasion of her… everything. She didn't necessarily like being disturbed. So with a huff she sat up, turning to look over at the little chunk of wall that was taken out to mimic a door. No one was there. Emma raised a brow. More knocking, and she realised it obviously wasn't coming from the door. Perking up a little, she turned to look, and hanging over her cubicle was her buddy Henry. Raising a brow again, Emma just stared.

“Hey, Emma?” Henry leaned down against the thin wall, his chin resting on the edge with ease. Emma stared at him for a moment, waiting for him to speak, but when she realised he wasn't going to continue without verbal acknowledgement — he was always like that, something about not wanting to bother women. — she let out a slow, long sigh.

“Hey, Henry. Did you need something?” The woman asked, and he looked down by her printer that was neatly tucked under her desk. “Well, I was trying to print off some reports and I might've accidentally sent them to your printer.” He inquired, and Emma looked down at said printer. She huffed and leaned down, shuffling through the tray before pulling out a few sheets of paper, handing them over.

“These them?” The brunette asked, and the older man smiled. He took them and looked them over, nodding in approval. “Yeah, these are mine! Thank you!” Hidgens beamed, and before he could lean back over to his desk (he was standing on his chair, very bad idea), Emma spoke. “Hey, just remember. You wanna print from the HP Laserjet, not the HP Inkjet.” She gave him a small smile and a thumbs up—he was one of her best friends, after all—and he nodded. “Right! Thanks, buddy.” And with that, he disappeared.

Another sizable bite of nothing. The office is silent, mindlessly clicking away on their computers and phones being rang up by either old people or people too young to understand how to do stuff. After a moment, Melissa poked her head into the cubicle, smiling uncomfortably wide.

“Hi, Emma!” The woman, her boss, grinned, standing while holding a pen in her hand. She was clicking it uncomfortably fast, and it was bothering Emma unbelievably. The woman plastered a fake smile, and she turned to look at her. “Hey, Melissa.” Emma replied, and leaned back on her chair. Melissa stared for a solid second before returning to her bubbly self. “Can you have those reports on my desk by the end of your shift? Thaaannks!” She chirped, before happily skipping off. Emma furrowed her brows.

In a cubicle nearby sat Theodore Spankoffski, senior technical analyst at CCRP. He picked up a phone and raised a brow, listening to the voice on the other side.

“Ccrp technical, this is Theo.” He spoke, fidgeting with a pen to the beat of his voice. After a moment of silence, he perked up, his eyebrows raising excitedly as he recognized the female voice on the other phone. “Jenny! Hello, I—” A beat of silence. “Oh… you're going to be late again?” He sighed quietly, smoothing out his mustache. “Wh- not coming home at all? But, honey..” he lowered his voice, “it's cuddle night.” Another moment of muffled chatter over the phone. “Well don't you think I'm tired too? The counselor says at least once a month! Gosh, Jenny… fine. How about tomorrow then? We can make it romantic! Go on a date, go to a beach… a hotel…” He went silent. “Oh… you're right, we should stick to the schedule. Good bye, Jen. Jen? I love you!” He quickly got out, before he was hung up on.

Soon after, Ted pulled out a cigarette from his coat pocket, shakily lighting it and moving the cancer stick to his lips. Emma caught on and turned to look over at him, her eyebrows raised as she noticed him with the lighter. “Ted, Ted..” she called out, and the man she called turned to look at her with such sweet puppy eyes. Emma hesitated.

“Yes?” He replied quietly, and Emma let out a low sigh. “You.. you can't smoke in here.” Spankoffski pulled the cigarette out from between his lips, his own eyebrows raising as if he hadn't noticed. He put out the cigarette on the desk before throwing it out, and pulling out a flask from his other jacket pocket. Emma sighed, but before she could complain, Ken Davidson appeared, clutching a clipboard in his hand.

“Hi, Emma.” The long-haired man smiled, his head lolling to the side as he admired the brunette in front of him. Emma sighed, burying her face in her hands as she just wanted to get to work. That's what she was being paid for, not to sit around and do absolutely nothing. Letting out a low sigh, Perkins turned, her soft brown eyes narrowing towards the man at the entrance of her cubicle.

“Hey, Ken.” She replied softly, raising an eyebrow as she noticed the clipboard in his hand. She didn't say anything, however, waiting for him to speak. Davidson’s smile continued to beam; you'd be able to see it from miles away. “So... would you want to join the company softball team? I have the sign up—” Before he could finish, Emma raised her hand, shaking her head as she reached for her thermos full of coffee, which she then realised is empty.

“Yeah…. no.” She replied, not missing a beat as she stared at the man through her eyelashes. Ken frowned, looking down at the mostly sign–up sheet, before looking back at Emma. “It might be fun.” He urged, and Emma shook her head again. “Yeah… I don't want to though.” Davidson pouted, before walking away. After a moment, Emma sighed, standing up from her chair and heading into the hallway lined with walls.

“Hey, does anyone want anything from Beanies? Ted? Henry?” Emma approached Henry's cubicle, smiling. Hidgens sat there, mindlessly refreshing his page until he noticed Emma, smiling. “No, I have to stay.” He replied, “last week Chad took Max to see Hamilton in New York City just to show me up! So, when there's more, I'm going to take him to see Mamma Mia at the old Starlight Theater!” He exclaimed proudly, before turning to look at her.

“Hey, Max likes you, y'know. Remember how you used to watch him when he was little and I couldn't? Maybe you can come with, size me up? Make me look cool?” He crossed his arms slightly, and Emma quickly shook her head. “No can do.” She replied, and Hidgens raised his brow.

“Why not? Are you busy?”

“No, I'm not busy.”

“...So you'd rather do nothing, than go to see Mamma Mia! with me?”

Emma sighed, putting a hand on his shoulder with a smile. “I'd rather do anything than go see Mamma Mia! But hey, do you want anything from Beanies?” A beat of silence, before Hidgens spoke. “...I just want my boyfriends back.”

Perkins sighed, and she began to head for the door before being stopped by office sleezeball Charlotte Sweetley. Basically everyone on the floor knew that Charlotte and Ted were fucking behind Jenny’s back, and yet nobody said anything. They all knew Jenny deserved it when she used to visit the office — back when she cared about being caught — but they didn't dare tell her. Charlotte put a hand on Emma's chest, grinning smugly as she raised a brow.

“You going to Beanies without me?” She grinned, and Emma raised an eyebrow. “Yes, Char, can you please fuck off?” Unfortunately, Charlotte rarely took no for an answer (unless it came to sex). Charlotte shook her head, “no, no no no no. Y’wanna know what I heard? I heard that waiters are twelve times more horny than the average person!” Emma sighed. She really hated this chick. Shaking her head, she sighed, burying her head in her hands.

“Charlotte, I could actually give less than a shit about horny waiters, I just want coffee.” She sighed, and Charlotte didn't seem convinced. She cocked her head, and she seemed smug. “Really? Y’know, there's a Starbucks across the street… why don't you go over there? Is it because of the… y’know.” She stopped. Emma lifted her head from her hands, and she turned to look at her.

“The fucking what, Char?” She retorted, and the curly-haired woman laughed. “The latte hottay, obviously!” She cackled, and Perkins just sighed. “I'm leaving. See you in a bit.” She huffed, and Charlotte quickly called out to her.

“Hey! Get me a chai iced tea, eh?! Ah….”

[cheriemariii]

Part 1/5 of that damned jrsih yuri au look book I've been working on for three weeks straight now 🤞 (under the cut :3)

usagi

-what if scrooge mcduck were an insufferable lesbian mostly

-I remember back when i was drafting her i saw someone on twt refer to a character (idk who xd) as “femme prince” and it just stuck with me yknow???????

-so yeah anyways she loves suits. u could be doing your groceries and randomly find this renowned writer wearing the most annoyingly extra suit u have ever seen in ur life.

-and the very few times she is not wearing one (mostly when she is supposed to be chilling at home) she still dresses up like a rich man. as a fun fact, the outfit pictured above is inspired by smth usagi actually wears in the manga jdhsjdhshh

-if she ever wears a dress its only for an extremely formal event that isaka forced her to go to. And ofc it IS something too fancy

-pretty much her entire wardrobe is way too expensive….. and also its huge

-also she likes wearing heels bc she likes being taller than she already is (very much so…..) and she is surprisingly good at walking with them for someone who hates going outside

-her hair always looks the same bc she may not be lazy enough to put on full makeup and dress like she came out straight from a snobby men fashion show somewhere expensive every single day….. but she is too lazy to do her hair.

-killer bod somehow? and will make sure to use it against misakis ~composed japanese woman~ facade at any given opportunity :)

nowaki

-butchbutchbutcbhbutchbutchbutch

-keeping her close to canon :)

-very much into dark plain colors, mostly bc she likes keeping things simple when it comes to clothing. this accidentally makes her look a little bit more intimidating than she actually is tho ;p

-wears sweaters most of the time bc they are comfy and other stuff is a lil harder to find in her size xd

-on a related note, shes not much into shopping bc most stuff she tries fits weird one way or another, so her wardrobe is rather limited (ALTHOUGH hiro is working on expanding it a lil bit 🤞she often gifts her clothing on special occasions, and seems to be the only person who can actually pick stuff that fits her right :3)

-she is hugeeee as already implied xdxd very broad shouldered and fit and muscular (not exaggerated but its definitely there) and strong and and and……… i would even go as far as to keep the canon height (1.86 m if im not mistaken????). Naturally the difference between her and the average japanese woman (hell, even between her and other characters considered “tall” in this au) is waaaay more noticeable, so it draws even more attention

(-from here on i will be using nowaki as a reference to talk about a characters height…..)

-very neat when it comes to her work clothes, but likes to decorate her lab coat with pins and such bc her patients seem to like it :)

-also i dont remember if its ever stablished what happened to the flower shop job but id like to believe she gets to keep it, at least as a weekends thing or smth,, (nowaki seemed to enjoy it idk idk :”3)

-miyagi

-milf. Not in the “older woman with ginormous sex appeal” way, but because she literally looks like someones mom

-(actually, its not rare for people to take her for shinobus mother when they go out together, even if they dont look alike in the slightest jsjsjs this is a bit more comprehensible bc in this au they do have the ages to be mother and daughter (21 and 42), but booooy does shinobu get defensive about it…..)

-quite feminine, but still tries to remain comfortable most of the time (so mostly pants, loose blouses, etc etc)

-has a thing for patterns, specially florals, and specially very colorful or elaborated ones :)

-wears heels often (she likes them ✊)….. and wonders why her back hurts….

-shinobu likes to gift her jewelry :D her earrings remain the same tho bc it hurts to put them back on (i swear it does!!!!!)

-kinda skinny and just slightly taller than the average woman

-very short hair for easy maintenance mostly

-killer skincare routine, but mostly bc shinobu is a little annoying about her aging properly and shares with her a lot of her own stuff xd

asahina

-kind of old fashioned???? I mean most of the references i used seemed to be from like the 70s so ig….

-very feminine, but in a rich (isakas courtesy) church lady kind of way. So very long skirts, high-collared shirts or straight up turtlenecks, thighs….

-to this day isaka remains the only person to have ever seen her bare ankles in the past 20 (or so?) years

-very tall. To the point of not looking like a gremlin next to nowaki at least

-she is also very skinny tho, so in a way she does end up looking quite small in comparison xd

-the scar on her face is bc of the car accident (coughmurdersuicideattemptcough) as a child :) it is mostly hypertrophic scars from the glass and debris falling on her and some burnt skin too, and she cant feel or move that side of her face as much as normal (hence the ever lasting lack of expression…..). It doesn’t look as obvious as i made it seem tho, that was mostly to bring out the fact that its there xd I would love to make a more detailed post about it if only i could draw…….

-the exact same hair and extremely similar silhouette in every look is not a lack of creativity, but a show of how she always strives for consistency and balance and neatness (…..it may be a lack of creativity…..)

ijuuin

-“i have all the ideas very clear in my head” <- me when i lie

-ngl ijuuin was a bit tricky djdhsjhdjsgshs like i could imagine her in my head but not have a very clear concept until a while ago……

-ANYWAYS i recall ijuuin dressing quite classy every once in a while in the manga, so that was what i was going for here kinda?

-cant help but feel she looks a little old fashioned too but in my mind this is what cool asf looks like so idc

-ik she LOVES patterns. Everything colorful and elaborate… She also likes to experiment with them, clashing them together and such

-she goes out on her pajamas a lot more than she should. But puts on her pretentious trenchcoat (inspired by canon!!) to cover it so its okay 👍

-has very beautiful hair and will make sure everyone notices it(hence why she never puts it up even if she somehow styles it…)

-quite tall. not to the point of not looking ridiculous next to nowaki, but its a highlight

-also has the body of a greek goddess statue and yuu is very much obviously obsessed with it :)

[amara-laz]

I, Amaranth, Lazuli, Leaf, and a few other names otherwise, have somehow become a social media manager despite the only social media I use is tumblr.

[bandtrees]

they would get divorced in one universe just to find eachother in another one

alternatively titled: sometimes you're the level-headed token flesh-head impulse-control-and-polycule-member of a stubborn, eccentric, and hearty telephone-headed drug addict, and there's cruelty in the world you deem fit to suicidally fight, and that either goes about as well as you'd expect it to, or you learn about love and the value of your life and junk along the way

[astranauticus]

soliloquy

(edit once again i drew something with my ipad screen brightness too high and now that i've posted it nothing is visible. sad!)

[xxplastic-cubexx]

i’m so glad you brought up that bit in excalibur where magneto’s ideal prison is him getting to be a husband and father again, because it’s so relevant to the idea that the house of m reality isn’t actually everyone’s ideal life, but just wanda’s idea of what everyone’s ideal life would be. all the time i see x-fans condemn magneto for house of m because his ideal world is him becoming exactly like his oppressors, but house of m isn’t actually the life magnus wants! any time magnus gets to become a political leader, he hates it. he hated ruling genosha. he hated ruling krakoa. deep down, he doesn’t want to be superior. he just wants to live in peace with the family he lost.

also, shoutout to magda and anya, who never get to be anything other than magneto’s women in refrigerators. i wish they got to be more important than that. i love it every time we see them in comics, but it’s so rare. and shoutout to magda in particular since she’s been almost completely erased from the narrative by the maximoff retcon. really hope we get a reveal that natalya maximoff was magda all along when we inevitably make wanda and pietro magneto’s mutant children again.

i honestly didnt know excalibur was a predecessor to HoM when i heard about both runs so when i saw that set of panels for the first time it really had me reconsider HoM and the 'ideal reality' bit, im surprised i dont see it mentioned more often

i really wish there were more appearances of mags, magda, and anya; if there are stories focused on them i barely see them talked about... ive heard magda is mags' best-written partner from some but i also very rarely see stories that feature her directly named, so i never get to see her beyond the few fleeting instances i just so happen to catch her. id very much like to see more of her and mags' domestic life....

i think if we find out that natalya was magda all along i'll howl: this family really Can get more complicated contrary to popular belief 💀

[skitskatdacat63]

"From triumph to failure is but one step."

+ the usual

I love when I can include paper sketches in the process gif. It's very satisfying to see it progress from a very vague imagining of what was in my head to the finished project.

+ version without text

My favorite sketch was definitely the one where I actually put in words what it's supposed to convey. I wouldn't usually write that down, cause it's all in my head, but it was useful to do so when sending it to other people. I'll go into it more but here it is just as a teaser:

Lmao first of all, I like how I was teasing "Spanish GP" art, but as per usual, it's just thinly veiled au art. IM SORRY, I'M NOT INTERESTED IN MAKING GENERAL POSTERS, THAT'S NO FUN! So instead you will get weirdly relevant matador au art. I like it a lot though, I was really shocked I was able to draw 3 different Fernandos, I mean even drawing one figure takes a lot out of me, but this was weirdly easy?? I think it's just the effect of not being burnt out anymore, and actually being able to draw with more ease makes me feel like a god.

Okay, so the text: "Fight or Flight?" I'll be honest, I don't even remember why I chose it, literally came to me in a vision 😭 But I think it's fitting with the narrative of this piece. Is it better to keep going on, keep fighting, or better to finally give up, and flee? Not that I even remotely think he should give up, but I feel like sometimes I can sense him pondering this very question. That was the big fear before he announced that he re-signed. Keep fighting and maybe, just maybe, you'll get the chance to finally go up against the bull again. Or accept it's an uphill battle and the fighting is going to keep getting more and more strenous, and maybe it's time to put down the sword. SORRY THIS IS SO ANGSTY FOR WHAT'S SUPPOSED TO BE "yayyyy home race!!!" Please forgive me <3

I. Renault

At some point, someone pointed out to me that I had drawn all other iterations of matador Fernando with a sword, except for Renault Fernando, and that ended up feeling very poignant to me. In a bull fighting match, they really only pull out the sword at the last minute to deliver the killing blow. So I think it's important to never draw this Fernando with a sword, because it shows the unfailing confidence and stability he has at that point. He only needs to pull out the sword at the end, as a formality almost, there's no reason for him to keep his guard up at all times.

II. Ferrari

Meanwhile this Fernando, he's considering his sword like he hasn't had to in the past. He's checking the sharpness, making sure in advance he can do what needs to be done. He's on guard, he feels like he needs to keep up his defenses at all times because he doesn't have that same amount of trust and stability anymore. He knows though he will be up against the (red) bull, at least that's never in question. At least there's the assurance he'll get the chance to fight.

III. Aston

Oh, Aston Fernando....He doesn't know whether to take up his sword or finally put it down for the last time. While at least Ferrari Fernando knows he's on constant guard against the bull, this Fernando doesn't even have that assurance anymore. He feels like he can never put down the sword, just in case he gets the chance to strike the killing blow on the bull, which feels like it's growing more and more unlikely.

Spanish flag: ? Lmao this was meant to be something to celebrate Fernando's home race and it turned very introspective whoops. Also got the Napoleon quote in there hahaha, can't escape it!! Shame though there is no French gp anymore, if so I'd probably draw an unhinged thing for it :,(

[catgirlkirigiri]

Iris my love... gotta have the girly secondary fursona. For gender time. Actually think she's being demoted to fursona number 3 but idk we'll see about the pecking order when refs are all done. She was waaay overdue for a redesign oh shit I just realized I didn't put a color palette on here. Oh well ig too late for that now I am not rearranging that bg

[dollopheadedmerlin]

I'm so worried about my cat. The vet said I'm doing everything right and that he just needs his meda adjusted but he is so tired and isn't really eating and I know he is old but I can't help but feel like he could live a few more years if he just never got constipated. But it keeps happening and it keeps stressing him out and none of the meds work long term. And I'm just so tired and sad and he is napping on the opposite end of the room because he wants to be alone and that's gotta be the scariest part. He still purs when I brush him but his heart is not in it and it's killing me

[mantles-harmonic-gallery]

Fuck it, posting old OMORI fanart i made at like, 12. because i lowkey nibbled im ngl. baby's first hyperfixation

[jalo-parker]

I don't know what's got its teeth in me but I'm about to bite back in anger

Inspired by a part in the song Take Me Back to Eden by Sleep Token (the part of the song is the caption btw)

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

Asunder

slow-paced high fantasy

a woman who has a contract with an eldritch entity allowing her to see the dead & survives by taking various jobs

when a job searching for stranded smugglers in a cave goes wrong, she ends up with the soul of a dying stranger bound to her shadow

along with a scholar and her old childhood friend, they travel to his home country to find a way to unbind him and save them both

dark fantasy world with gods, demonic entities, arcane magic, and semi-sentient beasts used as transport

[guiltycorp]

oh the immediate panicked switch to first-name basis lmao

and Artemy refusing to return the favor of course...

[hyper-cryptic]

Do u know when wolves do THAT face when another wolf snaps at them. okay now do u understand why Shade's cringefailing

(Warning, ooc. This is an AU.)

[sesamenom]

Gothmog, Thuringwethil, and bonus Tevildo

i was digging around in my files and rediscovered some really old silm art of mine, including my original angband trio designs (mostly traced off heroforge models lol):

and they're actually pretty cool! thuringwethil's tail is maybe a little questionable of a design choice (how are you supposed to fly with a giant tail flopping around...) but it looks really good on gothmog.

i don't really remember what i was doing with sauron (he looks a little like early curufin for unknown reasons) and idk what the wrist things are supposed to be, but Original Flavor Thuringwethil was actually a corrupted maia of manwe (eonwe's sister?), hence the feathers instead of traditional bat wings. for Original Gothmog i am less sure about his origins but he is possibly a corrupted maia of ulmo (originally a sea serpent, hence the tail and ulmo style ear-fins) who basically dried up into a more stone-based serpent

anyways i think I might keep thuringwethil's face/wing design and gothmogs full design for future use

[britneyshakespeare]

wait james somerton sounds a lot like some people on tumblr when they start spouting off about queer history or supposed controversies within it. is that where you guys are getting your stuff? is it james somerton brain poisoning?