#self insert shit again

[poppet-seed]

Something self indulgent 💚

Peace and love on the planet earth 🕊

[fxiryeon]

*Y/N and Luke staring into each other’s eyes*

Percy: *Pops open a can of soda*

Luke: Percy what the hell man, Y/N and I were having a moment

Percy: And I’m having a dam coke

[candyheartedchy]

It’s been 4 days since I drew any of my self ships.

[battlemaiden13]

Money totally jumped her out of nowhere. He is too tall for this.

[skrunksthatwunk]

Not Only is he a bisexual icon but he also Cannot stop framing his demonic encounters as dubiously romantic without anyone or anything prompting him to

[bujlililu]

Day 14: unexpected

That's what you call it when your friend coworker shows up in the middle of the night, needing company and comfort from the most emotionally unavailable person ever

[saturdaymorningcartoonz]

🧡🩵 Happy 30th anniversary to A Goofy Movie! 💚💜

[wings-0f-sorrow]

i think i burnt myself out bc this was all i could muster but idc my limitations will not stop me from trying anyway

[macchiatosdumptruck]

At this point I don't know how to explain what protagonists are and how they work

[peipakao]

that post about the lack of fic in opm fandom made me remember this fuckin. essay i wrote like a year ago for a reddit comment that i then shamefully deleted cos it was so entirely irrelevant to the original post. but i saved it so. here it is. a fanthropological analysis on the state of fic in opm fandom:

One Punch Man is not a small fandom by any means, but it definitely seems that most fans are of the 'dudebro who likes to powerscale' variety, and I'm continually surprised by how small the shipping and fanfic writing side of the fandom is in comparison. Like, this is one of the most popular well known anime series in the world, I'm pretty sure even the most casual of anime fans has to have at least heard of it. But it only has 5k fics on AO3, which isn't exactly small, but considering its popularity and in comparison to other popular battle action "shounen" manga (technically OPM is seinen but no one remembers that so), it is bafflingly tiny. I've thought about it a lot, and I think it comes down to multiple related reasons, both internal to the story that limit the likelihood of a fan to write fics for it, and external, lowering the number of ppl who would want to write fics for it that become/stay fans in the first place.

Let's start with internal reasons. The cast of characters is huge, made up of mostly men (a lot of whom are young + attractive). Which seems like it should be a definite boon to M/M shipping--the backbone of a large number of fandoms! But I think there's a difference in that with so many characters, screentime/focus is really spread out across them, and I'd find it hard to really tell you who counts as a "main character". On top of that, there's not a whole lot of interaction between them, they all seem much more isolated. I think this is especially the case in the biggest arc that took 7 years to complete. Even the biggest ship/pair had a ~3 year gap in the manga where they didn't appear together at all.

But there are definitely still lots of ships with potential and interactions to fuel shipping (although I still think less than comparable media), so that's not the whole story. Which brings me to my next point about external factors. Most of those ships are not in the early parts of OPM, and you're probably gonna have to read through the manga and also the webcomic to get to them. Most people have not done this, and have probably only watched season 1 of the anime, considering that was the peak of its popularity. And those early parts are much more comedic, so I think the impression most ppl have of OPM is that it's primarily a gag anime/manga. Which is still true, but the story has definitely gotten more complex and serious. So I think a lot of people who might want to write fic for OPM probably don’t get into it because they don't expect it to have much potential in that regard.

I think the release schedule of the anime also plays a huge role, with the anime taking 4 years to come out with a (widely considered) disappointing second season, and with a third season trailer having been released after like 5 years. It’s probably not an understatement that most anime/manga fandoms are much more focused on the anime side of things, and not everyone who enjoys an anime is going to then get into the manga.

And let's not forget the manga and webcomic release schedule, with the webcomic releasing basically solely according to ONE's whims, and the manga constantly going through redraws. Which I'm not necessarily complaining about since we get all this lovely content for free! But it does pose another hurdle for new potential fans, and I imagine there are quite a few who simply didn't want to put in that commitment over time, or honestly just got confused about what was going on.

OPM as a whole has lost a lot of relevance, it seems not many people are getting into it right now and many fans who did write fic for it at the peak of its popularity have probably left the fandom in search of greener pastures.

This is all just speculation though. I wasn't actually in the fandom when it was popular, only got into it a few years ago, so my theories on its decline aren't super backed up. I hope it gets popular again, having said all that I think there's so much fandom potential that isn't being tapped into. Like others have said, a lot of fandom/fic is based on filling in gaps and aspects that weren't explored, and there's plenty to explore in OPM.

[puccafangirl]

I swear I drew this as soon as I heard that Tamatoa showed up in the Moana 2 post credits scene, it just took me a while to scan it and clean it all up cuz y'know, ADHD n' all. XD;; Anyway, an accurate depiction of how I felt seeing him again! <3

[orcelito]

Hey Guys Check This Shit Out

Commission of my oc Nico by @thehungreecat !!

And just in time for his birthday on the 13th, too ☺️☺️☺️ this summer will mark 10 years since I first made him, so it's rly nice to have something to commemorate him with 🥺🥺🥺

[wildaboutchu2000]

🏥 for the ask game? i think it'd be funny (and kinda horrifying tbh) if she tried working at a hospital as one of her week-long stints

🏥 OC in a nurse uniform

those arent SCRUBS. GO CHANGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[teardropwolf]

He probably still lost, anyway

[passwordispassword]

Fanfic 1: Captain Boomerang x Reader

while I feel like I could just post the original version with Jaime and Boomer I’m just going to change it to something other people can actually read. X reader version first, then I’ll add a cut and insert the original

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How Many Have You Kissed?

You look out into the dust filled sunset, the darkness of the night following closely behind that beautiful bright light. The bottle meets your lips once more, smooth liquor flowing down your throat as you get lost in thought for a moment. That is, until Boomer speaks up. You two had split off from the group for the night, feeling like a well deserved break was in order. You both sit on the roof of one of Metropolis’ many now abandoned buildings. You gaze off into the horizon, legs hanging over the edge as you sit there, teammate not even five feet away.

Boomer looks over to you, green eyes sweeping over your form. He liked that relaxed, neutral look on your face. It made his nervous stomach calm down, just a bit. He clears his throat, eyes moving ahead to the sunset so he’s not caught staring.

“...Y’know, mate? I told you I kissed a thousand women. But…that was kinda a lie.” He says, eyes falling down to the nearly empty bottle in his hand. Your eyes are drawn over, and you looks at him. A faint smile present on your face.

“..I know.”

“--I’ve only kissed two, ‘r three,” he admits, though fairly embarrassed. His worked hands toy with the bottle a bit before he looks up at the other, your gazes meeting. “How many men have you kissed, then?” He asks, voice softer than normal. You chuckle, looking away in an almost bashful manner. Seems you’re hesitant to admit your answer.

“Very few…”

“--But you offered me one. How come?” you gaze back at him, deep eyes softened a bit as one more laugh slips out of. You can’t help but giggle at yourself a bit, the alcohol bringing a bit of drunken cheer.

“It’s stupid…” You begin, taking in a breath and sighing. “I just…wanted to kiss you.” Boomer’s eyes widened, a light blush spreading over his freckled face. A soft silence falls over the pair for a moment, the Australian’s grip nervously tightening on his bottle.

“...Would you…wanna kiss me now..?” He asks, tone tender and cautious. You look back and see those beautiful, wide eyes of Boomer’s. God, you loved the way his eyelashes caught the golden sunlight, how the amber and teal mixed together in those irises of his. Your mouth falls open for a moment, though you’re unable to speak.

Eventually you nod, scooting closer to him.

“...I think I would.”

Jaime looks out into the dust filled sunset, the darkness of the night following closely behind that beautiful bright light. The bottle meets his lips once more, smooth liquor flowing down his throat as he gets lost in thought for a moment. That is, until Boomer speaks up. The pair had split off from the group for the night, feeling like a well deserved break was in order. They sit on the roof of one of Metropolis’ many now abandoned buildings. Jaime gazes off into the horizon, legs hanging over the edge as he sits there, teammate not even five feet away.

Boomer looks over to the other man, green eyes sweeping over his form. He liked that relaxed, neutral look on Jaime’s face. It made his nervous stomach calm down, just a bit. He clears his throat, eyes moving ahead to the sunset so he’s not caught staring.

“...Y’know, mate? I told you I kissed a thousand women. But…that was kinda a lie.” He says, eyes falling down to the nearly empty bottle in his hand. Jaime’s eyes are drawn over, and he looks at him. A faint smile on his face.

“..I know.”

“--I’ve only kissed two, ‘r three,” he admits, though fairly embarrassed. His worked hands toy with the bottle a bit before he looks up at the other, their gazes meeting. “How many men have you kissed, then?” He asks, voice softer than normal. Jaime chuckles, looking away in an almost bashful manner. He seems hesitant to admit his answer.

“Very few…”

“--But you offered me one. How come?” The darker haired man looks back at him, deep eyes softened a bit as one more laugh slips out of him. He can’t help but giggle at himself a bit, the alcohol making him cheerier.

“It’s stupid…” He begins, taking in a breath and sighing. “I just…wanted to kiss you.” Boomer’s eyes widened, a light blush spreading over his freckled face. A soft silence falls over the pair for a moment, the Australian’s grip nervously tightening on his bottle.

“...Would you…wanna kiss me now..?” He asks, tone tender and cautious. Jaime looks back and sees those beautiful, wide eyes of Boomer’s. He loved the way his eyelashes caught the golden sunlight, how the amber and teal mixed together in those irises of his. His mouth falls open for a moment, though he’s unable to speak.

Eventually he nods, scooting closer to him.

“...I think I would.”

[starry-sophrosyne]

Mhm... Yeah I think I'm ready to order.

May I get a yellow and cyan, straberry ice cream drink? Oh, and make that as alcoholic as you can, I need it if I want to survive this week /silly

-CrashingStar69

Order for @crashingstar69! // Order here!:

(i felt bad bc i didn't really love the way the drinks turned out, between the the colors for the second one and the background, so here's a cherry cherie on top, if you will, as my sincere apology ( ´﹀` ) /ref /hj /gen)