#actually looking at my inbox for one

[theshadowrealmitself]

i love your accidental villain peter parker do you have more

I have one post that I can think of about accidental villain Peter Parker and then I have several posts about Peter accidentally coming across as a villain to people, and then I think someone else added a bit about Peter accidentally becoming a villain to it

So do you mean more accidentally becoming a villain Peter Parker or accidentally makes himself perceived as a villain Peter Parker?

Cause I thought it was the second one since I have more posts on that, but while responding to this it occurred to me you might mean the first one

[professorfcknmoriarty]

Hi coming to you bc idk how to write but this idea has been bouncing around in my head for a while. Picture body swap pilotcule. Evan in K’s body getting to be the smallest. Jammer in Evan’s body dealing with The Things. Sam in jammers body trying to still move gently through the world. The list goes on.

You have no idea how much I waffled over what setting would make this the most fun.

Something doesn’t feel right, though he’s not entirely sure what it is yet. It’s hard to see, something rather like a thick fog filling the air around him. It clouds his vision and makes it impossible to see his own hands let alone where he’s going.

The first thing he remembers is walking through the fog. Everything before that is vague and unclear, his memories fuzzy. “Guys…?” he asks. There’s something wrong with his voice. Even though he can feel it as it rumbles from his throat, spills from his lips, it’s not him talking.

“K?” a shaky voice calls out through the fog. It’s a masculine voice, one that’s familiar to him.

It takes a moment to remember who K is. “It’s me,” he responds warily.

“Oh, thank god!” Jammer says. “Follow my voice, honey. I think I see a way out.”

Feeling blind and completely discombobulated, Evan follows the sound of Jammer’s voice. He's not sure why Jammer is calling him honey, but he's hardly going to complain. “Who else is here?” he asks. “Is it just us?”

“I haven’t -” he takes another step and the fog clears, revealing a large, muscular man who’s considerably taller than Evan remembers him being. “Oh, thank god,” he says, moving towards Evan with his arms outstretched. “Holy shit, K,” he says. “What do you remember? Do you know what’s going on?”

Feeling frozen in place, Evan stares wide-eyed as he’s embraced by arms that are absolutely massive around him and he’s lifted up off the ground. It’s too shocking to react with anything but a gasp, his hands coming up to paw at Jammer to keep from slipping from the man’s grasp. “Jammer?” he asks.

“What?” Jammer says. “No, it’s Sam, silly.”

Jammer puts him back down and he goes back to staring up. “Uh,” he says. “Are you- are you sure about that?”

Before Jammer can answer, Evan comes charging out of the fog. “Guys,” he cries, stopping to rest his hands on his knees, hanging his head as he struggles to breathe. He hasn’t looked at them. “Something- something’s the matter,” he stammers. “Has anyone seen Ev’?”

“Uh,” Evan says, his heart beating rapidly now. “Jammer?” he asks tentatively, glancing between his friends.

Jammer doesn’t respond, but the other Evan does. “Yeah?” he asks, still not looking at them.

Evan swallows hard and glances between the two of them, mouth open as he struggles to compute what’s happening. He doesn’t say anything for a long moment, looking down at his hands. They’re considerably smaller than his own, but still familiar enough to make him narrow his eyes. Flexing one into a fist, he turns his wrist to get a better look at it. On his arm, he can see the sleeve of a red jumpsuit - starkly different from the one he remembers wearing.

“I- I think something’s wrong,” he offers weakly. “I, um. I think I’m in K’s body?”

“What?” Jammer-Evan and Sam-Jammer say at the same time, Jammer-Evan lifting his head.

It’s unsettling to watch his own head rise, to meet his own eyes. They widen in confusion, horror, and no doubt revulsion over realising what’s going on, at seeing himself stand next to Evan-K.

“You -” Jammer-Evan points. “You- no, what?”

“If you’re Evan and not K,” Sam-Jammer says in disbelief, “And he’s Jammer and not Evan, then does that mean -” Sam-Jammer looks at his - her - own hands in shock. “Holy shit,” she murmurs, sounding stunned.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?” Sam yells, coming charging out of the fog like she's being chased by something. She skids to a stop almost comically fast several feet away from Evan. “You can’t be me,” she sputters. “If you’re me, then who am I?”

Evan swallows. “You’re in Sam’s body, K,” he says, fairly confident he has everyone sorted properly in his head. It’s not an explanation for why this has happened, nor is it a solution for them, but it’s at least the start of an understanding. “I’m Evan,” he continues, “Sam is in Jammer’s body and Jammer is in mine.”

“What the fuck?” K says, immediately feeling themself up. “Holy shit, I’m so fucking hot, oh my god.”

Sam-Jammer goes red, ducking her head in embarrassment. “I’m not that hot, K,” she mutters.

“Bull-fucking-shit you’re not,” K-Sam counters, not looking up from their exploration of Sam’s generous assets. “Hope you don’t mind,” they chirp belatedly.

“Have- have at it,” Sam-Jammer says.

“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” Jammer-Evan asks Evan.

Blinking at him in confusion, Evan finds himself shifting on his feet. He feels light and more balanced than he can ever remember being, something that he wouldn’t have been been able to properly articulate before this moment. This body - K’s body - is lighter and more limber than his own. There’s something beyond the obvious that feels wrong, but he can’t put his finger on it. “Tell anyone?” he asks.

“That you were injured, man,” Jammer-Evan says. “Like, holy fuck. This body hurts, big guy.”

“Oh,” Evan says. “That makes sense, actually,” he swallows. That’s what’s wrong. It’s not something that’s different, not exactly. It’s something that isn’t there.

“It makes sense?” Sam-Jammer asks. “What makes sense?”

“It’s fine,” Evan tells his friends. “I’m not injured, I promise. That’s just- that’s my body’s normal. Whatever you’re feeling, it’s normal for me.”

“It’s- it’s normal for you,” Jammer-Evan repeats back incredulously, wheezing a little. It must be a shocking difference to go from wherever his own body is at - in peak physical condition, taller now and far more in-tune with his physicality than Evan could ever dream of being - to Evan’s body. “This is normal?” he asks. “You feel like this all the time?”

“Sure,” Evan shrugs. “You get used to it after a while.”

“Jammer,” Sam-Jammer asks, “Would it be weird if I stuck my hand down our pants? I’ve always wanted to know what it felt like to have one.”

“Uh,” Jammer-Evan says, “Um, would you mind like, turning around at least?"

“Absolutely!” Sam-Jammer chirps, turning around to presumably feel her body up. “Damn,” she says. “I really want to find somewhere to pee right now.”

Evan laughs lightly, shifting as he’s suddenly drawn to the awareness of what’s also absent from this body. He’s tiny, nothing particularly hurts, and he’s missing his dong. He shifts in place again, enjoying the way it doesn’t shift and rub against his clothes as he does. Of all of them, he has the least reason to feel up this body, since he’s already felt it in every way possible previously. Still, it’s strange to think that a body he’s been inside of in a sexual sense is one he’s inside of now in a literal sense.

“Your body is amazing, Jammer,” Sam-Jammer says, turning back around. She stretches her arms out around her, feeling the span of her arms. “God, I want to do jumping jacks or something. Do you always have this much energy?” She takes a step forward and then another, carefully measuring her movements as she tries to adjust to the body. Her feet come down too hard, making stomping noises as she does that draw a giggle out of K-Sam.

Finally done feeling Sam up, K-Sam says, “Do we know how to fix this?” they ask. “Or are we going to have to like, be in these bodies for a while. Asking for a friend.”

“I have no idea,” Evan admits.

“What about the -” Jammer-Evan starts to ask.

“Yeah,” Evan answers. “That’s part of it.”

“Huh,” Jammer says. “Man, I say this with love, but we have got to get you to like a doctor or something.”

Before Evan can respond, the fog around them clears completely, revealing that they’re standing on an iceberg.

“Well, fuck,” a goat says. “This one’s on me. I definitely fucked this one up. Sorry, Sam.”

The goat stomps his little goat hooves and everything goes black.

“The Qohlye?” K-Sam asks.

“That’s me,” the goat says pleasantly. “Please hold.”

“We’re gonna call this take 3.5,” the goat says no one in particular. “I swear, though, if Sam doesn’t figure this one out…”

[xxplastic-cubexx]

BIRTHDAY HAUL courtesy of a very lovely friend of mine 🥺

bonus goofy pics of a bday snack i had earlier with my favorite menace …..

[burstingsunrise]

although it may come as a shock based on the content of my blog i am in fact a functional adult with a full time job in stem who is somehow entrusted to manage other humans.

and i have something very important i would like to express to any of my college-ish followers who may be entering the full time workforce soon.

think of the resume you submit when you apply for a new job as a fic you just opened on ao3. you see a wall of text, you zone out. you can't process any of it. you back out of the fic and find something you can make sense of.

the lesson is: please please please for the love of god do not apply for a job with a resume that's more than three pages long MAXIMUM. i can tell you from experience literally no one is reading all of that and all it does is make it harder to understand your actual skills and experience.

[starflungwaddledee]

>> start the adventure! << || [masterpost] ||

while starstruck makes her merry way to the @kirbyoctournament, why not keep her company with some questions?

for the next month, as propaganda for the tourney, dream land's favourite little anxious amnesiac will be taking asks directly!

couple of little notes, suggestions, and rules!

though this is hopefully obvious, i don't guarantee i'll get to every ask or interaction! i'll do the best i can, but if i don't make it to yours, it's nothing personal! where possible these will be answered "in character" from tourney!starstruck, though you can still ask me tournament related things too! this is my first time trying "in character" asks, but i want to make one thing really clear: please no text rp. makes me incredibly uncomfortable. for plot consistency, this is set during her Present Timeline, and she knows as much about her own backstory as the average reader. has no idea who This Guy is. she has similarly not yet encountered the star spears or any weapon like them. questions can come from ocs, especially if they're in the tournament! i may not draw your oc in the response though. i probably won't respond to any "how are you" generic type deals because those will get hard to answer pretty much immediately. i am hoping to find some fun personality combos to riff off, so if you have an interesting interaction idea for our ocs, feel free to share! starstruck is Technically Romancable and OCs who are at least 25+ are totally welcome to make an attempt to flirt with her (pspsps evil lesbians especially if you're out there come say hi. any and all wings havers also), but remember she is dense as a pile of bricks. also please no nsfw.

[whataboutyouisamascot]

I just realized you and buba have started doing the colored heart thing to send love to each other the way me and tonee do and it is the CUTEST thing I have seen in ages, I love seeing another bonded pair on the dash ❤️💛💚💜

Look at that, we make a little rainbow ❤️💛💚💜 (gay)

Bubs has been doing it for a good few months now, and I've started picking up on it recently, as well 💚 I'm glad you find it cute, haha. Just know that the little hearts are like a public facing wall of how cheesy/sappy we can be. Yay for bonded pairs on the dash :))

[world-of-tomorrow-dreams]

If it's not too late, could I get an Avantasia doodle vaguely based on the song "Invincible" for a trick or treat?

not too late! and eyy one of my favorite Avantasia tracks!

[codgod-archive]

he looks like a background character in some indie horror game set in a coffee shop or a street in the evening

a bit, yeah

[djotime-allthetime]

i hope yall know that i know nothing about the film industry and i've only watched one of fred's projects and it was also heavily censored in my country.

my fics are for entertainment purposes only! any mistake made is actually just my creative liberty being exercised and not a mistake because i dont make those!

[can-of-slorgs]

Finished the Seashells collection a couple of weeks ago, so I drew my girl who did it all possible.

[velvetvexations]

puts-this-in-your-coffee anon: that OP actually has me blocked so I'm not sure they'd want me commenting on their situation?

[brain-rot-central]

not to be rude but like AI art literally steals from other artists and it's awful for the planet.. so maybe you should mind AI art? lol

Hey so I'm not really gonna answer this beyond 1) I don't really use Tumblr for debates/arguments about inflammatory topics and 2) I'm purposely ignorant to the entire outrage surrounding AI art because there are too many things demanding "action" and "engagement" from the general public on any given day at this point that I literally have zero left in the tank.

I'm not defending AI art but I'm literally just saying it's not one of the things that "enrage" me as of late. I'm more worried about things going on in my personal life and the current political climate of the US rn tbh and I come here to Tumblr to be horny about fictional characters because that's a better coping mechanism than drinking myself into a stupor or taking bong rip after bong rip to the face.

That being said I subscribe to artists on patreon that create their own art and will always 100% support artists who draw for a living.

[give-soup-please]

feeling sort of anxious and sensitive tonight. i want to talk about it, and ask the crowd/my followers/my mutuals a question.

i have been in college for six years. when i graduate next year, that'll mean i'll have been in college for seven.

some of this was my fault. academic mistakes are easy to make, especially when the american education system is so confusing to navigate.

and some of it was intentional. i was afraid to grow up, to move on. so i took my sweet time. that will end. next summer, i'll graduate with a bachelor's in english.

which means that *this* summer, will be my last official one as a student. i won't be pursuing grad school next year, or probably any time within the next five years. so this is it. the summer after this one will involve the grand job hunt, and moving out of my college town. and doing the Big Things.

so. my question. put yourself in my shoes for a moment. if this was going to be your last summer, how would you spend it? you're young, you've got decent transport, the budget isn't huge, but you can definitely plan well, and a few larger day trips or events are possible without damaging the bank account too much.

what would you do?

because i haven't the faintest clue how to use the opportunities i have.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

you’re spoiling us so much with this amazing art thank you so much😭❤️❤️

of course my friend !!! thank you all for spoiling me with all the love and support ^^ !

[iryonin]

✿ + karin 😈

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP. @shegore, accepting.

bold for things i could definitely see or want;   italics for things i could see or am unsure of; striked-out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends   /   work buddies or coworkers   /   family friends   /   friends with benefits   /   smoking buddies   /   adventure buddies   /   fake friends   /   recently friends   /   party buddies   /   friendship of need   /   dying friendship   /   circumstantial friendship   /   partners in crime   /   old friendship   /   [your muse]   is the good influence   /   [your muse]   is the bad influence   /   [my muse]   is the good influence   /   [my muse]   is the bad influence   /   opposites attract   /   ride or die   /   frenemies   /   roommates or flatmates   /   penpals   /   exes to friends   /   enemies to friends   /   other

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts   /   [your muse is mines]   childhood crush   /   [my muse is yours]   childhood crush   /   exes   /   exes to lovers   /   forbidden lovers   /   highschool sweethearts   /   secret relationship   /   opposites attract   /   long distance   /   unrequited   [from your muses side]   /   unrequited   [from my muses side]   /   unrequited   [from both sides]   /   skinny love   /   friends to lovers   /   enemies to lovers   /   spurious relationship   /   power couple   /   newly entered   /   soulmates   [metaphorical]   /   soulmates   [literal]   /   awkward   /   turning toxic   /   toxic love   /   cheating   [on your muse]   /   cheating   [with your muse]   /   other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings   [half]   /   siblings   [step]   /   [my muse]   is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure   /   [my muse]   is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse   /   [my muse]   is a parental figure to yours   /   [my muse]   is a child figure to your muse   /   guardian figure   /   legal guardian   /   adoptive child   /   foster child   /   [your muse]   is taken under mines wing   /   [my muse]   is taken under yours wing   /   other

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other   /   dangerous to others   /   unpredictable   /   rivals   /   petty   /   developing into sexual or romantic tension   /   based off family matters   /   based of off circumstance   /   based of professional matters   /   based off misunderstanding or lies   /   conflict of ideology   /   betrayal   /   hero - villain dynamic   /   enemies   /   fight club   /   friends turned enemies   /   lovers turned enemies   /   exes turned enemies   /   other