#and obviously that would be an issue

[inkskinned]

okay i almost never address the very small amount of internet fame i have. and sometimes yes it sucks. people often repost my work, or clip it out of context, or flat-out steal it. but like it can be very funny. once a follower dm'd me to say a guy on hinge was pretending to be "inkskinned", and actually had even started his own insta. when she said "i've followed her for years i don't think you're her", he said - actually r.i.d is like seven people, we just made those initials up. (rude). when i found his insta and messaged him, he begged me to just lie and say he was r.i.d because "it's hard for men to date."

once someone said she should be allowed to plagiarize my work because she was a body-positive influencer and that if i "made a big deal" about this and "got her cancelled", i would be doing damage to my own community and i was never "actually" an ally.

i bear these things with the aura of a martyr, the way my catholic father raised me to. i message privately. i handle things quietly and quickly. i do not complain because i am very, very, very, very blessed and i know that. mercy and gentleness literally pour out of me every morning when i wake up, and then i have to mop the floors for how very Good i am.

however today is the first time i have ever had a very specific problem that neither requires me to correct this person nor throw them to the dogs but is somehow worse than years of hatemail, reddit thread death threats, and pinterest reposts:

someone quoted me and just got it, like, a little wrong.

[clouvu]

It's been one of those weeks, pass the yuri‼️

[gingerswagfreckles]

Am I the only one who gets straight up infuriated when I see this post and the number of notes it has? I know it's not very Kumbaya of me but yeah it does piss me off how many thousands upon thousands of Hamas supporters will reblog posts about how Jews support THEM but god fucking forbid we ask them to stop straight up celebrating antisemitic terrorism.

Literally not a single post about antisemitism has even broken 1k notes since Oct 7th (unless it's about Elon Musk, who they already hate). It's unlikely any post about purely Jewish issues will ever recieve this kind of attention ever again. I don't know man. It makes me angry. Stop using Jews as props to support progressive policies and then straight up celebrating our deaths in the next breath.

[kerink]

god i love ford theraprism stuff. whether its him visiting bill or in couples therapy or there as a patient. theres something so delicious about bill and ford both being defanged and made to interact in a controlled environment. no they dont get healthier no they dont heal their trauma yes theyre both still violent, angry, control freaks.

but they're in a position where they have to communicate because they lack the resources/contexts necessary for them to have their intricate rituals.

them in group therapy fighting but the group lead doesnt break it up because this is the most either of them have ever shared while inpatient. bill saying something that makes ford snort and he latches on and digs in just trying to get ford to laugh. ford and bill exchanging snarky judgmental comments about staff and other patients. them sitting in the corner of the common room talking in code and double speak and inside jokes and references in order to figure out how to get out of here. bill thinks its all so romantic and that he and ford are going to run off together once they get out. ford trying to convince himself that he wont.

how easily they slot back into their dynamic and how bill salivates over ford in his "bad guy" role. ford on his high horse and justifying his actions and thoughts and always painting himself in the right, as the hero, for the greater good and bill has never been more in love.

the therapists realizing too late that putting bill and ford together may have helped them both make progress at first, but now theyre both regressing, readopting unhelpful and unhealthy behavioral and communication patterns, breathing life back into their codependency. their souls are hopelessly tangled and all this has done is made it worse. but now if they try to separate them itll be too dangerous for everyone in the facility. they just have to keep working at it until something gives. even the other patients know bill and ford together are a ticking time bomb.

[artbysarf]

The Little Mermaid 2 isn't canon and Melody grew up exploring the ocean with her parents trustttt

[cometconnector]

buck is like a reactive shelter dog who bites when he feels cornered and tommy is like a stray cat who runs and hides the moment he senses danger

and it is delicious and it hurts so bad and i really really need them to recognize these things about each other so they can actually grow

[four-pointed-leaf]

get a room guys

[demaparbat-hp]

For your Dandadan AU. Are we in a "Modern Setting" (e.i. No bending)? Or you are having their "supernatural powers" be homages to their bending powers?

Something tells me that Aang is going to get the Jiji role. Only Aang to be that goofy, and do the thing that will happen in Season 2.

Are you also having Kanna as the stand-in for Seiko?

Hi, and thanks for asking!

I'll be leaving this over here and the rest of the lore under the cut.

The Dandadan AU takes place in a modern setting, much like the anime/manga does. There are legends about people who could control the elements in ancient times, but those are just tales—humans can't bend.

Spirits and Yokai, however, are a different story.

Each character's supernatural abilities reflect their original bending prowess! Zuko is a bit of an exception, since I'm leaning towards the shadow and stealth aspect of the Blue Spirit. Fire is still there, just in a different form.

Katara has natural bloodbending powers which the Painted Lady enhances. Whenever Katara taps into the yokai's curse on her, she becomes able to control water as well. Azula (in Aira's role!) will get lightning, illusion, and deception powers from a Kemurikage yokai.

Seiko's role gets passed on to Hama and Iroh. They're both part of the White Lotus, a society of mediums and yokai hunters from all nations.

Hama is Katara's Gran Gran, a stern and rather intense old woman who has made several deals with the Gods of the Land. She delivers corrupted souls to them in exchange for strength, protection, and an emergency tap into the bloodbending powers that she wouldn't be able to harness otherwise.

Meanwhile, Iroh becomes spiritually enlightened after his son's death. He's a beacon for corrupted spirits and bloodthirsty yokai—mostly because of his unnatural ability to rehabilitate said beings. The Painted Lady is one such yokai, and isn't it ironic that Iroh's own nephew is now one of his patients?

Hama sends most of the yokai she hunts down to Iroh due to his ability for dealing with them. If Iroh can't help a yokai move on peacefully, she finishes the job. Not because he can't do it, but Hama is the one who does what she considers to be "the fucking bulk of the iceberg" and Iroh can't take all the credit for it, damn it.

As for Aang...

The Avatar State is terrifying, which makes it the perfect stand in for the thing. Aang has such an outstanding amount of spiritual energy that he's a beacon for all spirits and yokai out there. Which...isn't good. Especially when one of the most ancient and powerful spirits out there wants to possess him.

Which leads us to the Avatar State.

I made the choice to remove his power over the four elements to focus instead on something much more interesting and fitting for this AU: energybending.

The Avatar is able to manipulate all vital and spiritual energy around him, as well as give or take everyone else's powers at will. This makes him pretty much the most dangerous being to ever exist, since he can make everyone powerless by simply willing it so.

As for the Avatar's motivation? He's a protective yet ruthless spirit that has laid dormant for thousands of years, but a certain event woke him up to a world in disarray. His purpose has always been to keep balance in the world, but the concept itself of balance can be easily corrupted.

The Avatar comes from a world that doesn't exist anymore—a far better place that he wishes to recreate and bring to life once more. Even if he must destroy this version of earth to birth it anew.

[uncanny-tranny]

Hey, if you have speech impediments, you are so amazing.

If you stutter or have a lisp or misspeak easily or you have a flat affect or a limited verbal vocabulary or if your voice is AAC or if you just have a difference in your vocality, you are so incredibly important and amazing.

Just know that your voice is yours. Nobody will ever be able to truly take it away. Your voice is part of you, and you deserve to make it as true to you as you deem fit. I hope you have the space to grow with your voice and whatever about it makes it unique.

[little-pondhead]

[this is kind of a messy ramble, sorry about that]

Demon Twins AU, except Danny is loyal to the League.

The League of Assassins is a “cult” for a reason. They know what they’re doing. Ra’s has been around for a very long time; he’s seen every trick in the book and then some.

So when his daughter Talia gave him two, near-identical twin grandsons, he had already planned out their lives by the time the sun had set on their first day living. He knew the plans weren’t perfect. Nothing ever went exactly how he wanted it to. But that was the joy of being absolutely fucking ancient. Ra’s adapted better than anyone. If something went wrong, Ra’s will simply work around the issue and live to see another day.

So the boys were raised as he wished. Ruthless, with sharp blades and even sharper wit. They matched each other in every way, blow for blow. Neither won more than the other, and Ra’s encouraged the competition between the twins. Eventually, the battle for title of Heir came, and Damian won that particular match.

Danny was fine with this. Thrilled, even, for his brother to earn the title of Heir. The boys were very close, and worked well to take down targets twice their size. Ra’s approved this, and granted Danny title of Shadow. He was to be Damian’s eternal shadow, a guard. Both Talia and the boys were pleased with this.

But then came the time for the boys to learn how to live without each other. They’d gotten too used to someone guarding their back. Too complacent and too confident in their roles. Ra’s knew it would happen, and so sent Danny off at a very young age to live with some sleeper agents in America.

The Fentons.

Damian would stay here, with Talia, to learn how to be the perfect Heir. He needed to learn how to fight without the assistance of his brother.

Danny would go to Amity Park, and be fostered by the Fentons. He needed to put his skills to practical use and learn how to live without constant orders.

This was their Test.

Damian did quite well, for a while. Until Talia sent him off to his birth father, The Bat. Reports on his behavior declined in quality after that, and Ra’s couldn’t help but feel dissatisfaction with how the Heir had been corrupted.

Danny’s reports were always immaculate, however. His mask never slipped, and he’d worked himself into the hearts of the townspeople. The sleeper agents, Jack and Maddie, had a daughter who was quite enthusiastic about the properties of the mind, and accept Ra’s instructions to teach Danny with ease. It was the ideal situation.

In Ra’s eyes, Danny was thriving. Damian was not.

And then Ra’s died. The League was in shambles. Damian was at peace with his family, away from the cult he grew up in. He assumed Danny had defected years ago, since their mother stopped giving him reports about his twin.

Then Danny showed up at the Wayne’s doorstep, decked out in full League attire, angry and hostile.

“Tell me, dear brother,” he spat. “Why did you not inform me that Grandfather had died? I had to find out through his spirit when it came to visit from the afterlife!”

Damian didn’t know what to say.

[rubyone]

literally he'd choose to come back as a hot cheerleader. he said this himself. and why the fuck shouldnt he!!!!!!!!

[rookflower]

warrior cats is often extremely weird about its disabled characters dont get me wrong but to be honest i do think the argument of "why do these characters struggle with their disabilities in the books when disabled cats irl are barely hindered?" is a little flawed because of the way the books anthropomorphise their characters. im not physically disabled so dont take my words to heart on this but i think the point is less about the logistics how the characters would be able to move or thrive in a realistic physical setting, and more about what the books do with the themes of disability from a conflict and narrative standpoint.

[houseswife]

I love how they set taub’s biggest issue up to be the fact that he cheats on his wife. like that’s the only thing wrong with him really. and everybody dunks on him for it. meanwhile wilson has been causally dropping the fact that he’s a serial philanderer since season 1 and nobody bats an eye because there’s just so much else to unpack that it might be the most normal aspect of his personality

[sillygoofyqueer]

There are like three different ways I could go with this mad scientist AU post. However, there is one way that I wanna go right now and it's MY AU so FUCK ALL Y'ALL you can wait for all of the Big Shots' (legal name for the sect leaders n such) reactions to Wei Wuxian (this is /silly I love you all I love you all I love you all I LOVE YOU ALL). Meng Yao is someone who has struggled for everything in life. He had watched his mother be abused and laughed at, dealing with it himself merely because she was a prostitute. He tried to fulfil her wishes and was kicked down the stairs of Golden Carp Tower, leaving him with a slight limp and chronic migraines. His mother died and there was nobody to mourn her but him. He was still desperate to have what the rest of the gentry had, and so he turned to the Nie Sect, as they seemed to let anyone in as long as they were willing to put in the effort. He clawed his way up through the ranks to where he is now, assisting Nie-Zongzhu with different tasks and being seen as his second-in-command, but he still deals with the barbed taunts and insults from everyone. He's pretty sure Jin Zixuan doesn't even know he exists.

Wei Wuxian appears in the camp and everyone is going crazy about it but, honestly, Meng Yao does NOT have time for that shit, okay? He has too much to worry about without thinking about what people are proclaiming to be a literal demon crawling around camp - plus, Nie-Zongzhu and Huaisang seem to trust him, so he can't be that bad. Even the Lans are chill with him despite their avid distaste of demonic cultivation (although, he's heard that whatever Wei Wuxian's been doing is far more complex than using living people). Lan Wangji can't seem to help but remain near the man, so it doesn't matter. Or whatever helps Meng Yao brush it off. He stays out of Wei Wuxian's way, and Wei Wuxian...well, he probably knows that he exists because Huaisang keeps trying to make them meet, but it doesn't matter! Too much to do.

With Wei Wuxian in camp, tensions are even higher than before, and because people can't take it out on their new 'ally', Meng Yao becomes even more of a punching bag for all of the different sects (not the Lan sect, because they don't feel uneasy with both Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen supporting Wei Wuxian). The only solace he can take from these things is that the Big Shots don't seem to be aware of their disciples' actions - especially not Jin Zixuan, who still doesn't know he exists. It's a little comforting to know that even though his half-brother's cronies are assholes (except Mianmian), the man himself doesn't seem to be one, just very socially awkward from careful observations carried out in the few moments of peace and quiet that he has. It's basically to the point where instead of craving his father's respect, he now wants Jin Zixuan's respect in his place!

It's another normal day of being a human punching bag as he tries to get work done, the typical aggression and snide insults from people who believe they're better and more important than him. He's just trying to check the stock of the Nie kitchen tents, and there's people jeering at him, being all "your mother was a prostitute!!" (okay I don't insult people who have prostitutes for mothers so I don't know any insults.) He's content to just ignore it, but a voice rings out after another one of these insults, being like "and what's wrong with that?" Enter Wei Wuxian, having just escaped his many handlers to nosy around the camp of his own accord and also to go see what spirits are lurking around. Everyone is like "oh SHIT." as they turn to see this guy who definitely LOOKS like a fucking demon.

The jackasses immediately start stumbling through an explanation about how prostitutes are lesser than the gentry - "my father was a servant. Do you see him as lesser?" NONONO, not like that, your father was obviously an honourable man, it's just prostitutes that are dishonourable - "What about the people who service prostitutes? I've heard Jin Guangshan does it often, is he dishonourable?" WELL, men have needs that need to be met - "but there would be nobody to 'meet' those 'needs' if prostitutes weren't around??" It's a necessary evil, you're just a boy - "please, let's cut the frivolity. You hate prostitutes but nobody would sleep with you if you didn't pay them so you just pretend to be better than them." Well!! How fucking dare you- "ooohhh my gods, fuck OFF you're pissing me OFF." Wei Wuxian learned all of this from prostitute ghosts because he respects women and wants to learn more about the world from them.

Obviously, the fuckers scarper off immediately because literally why did they even consider courting death, who stupid and wrong they were. Meanwhile, Meng Yao is in a state of shock because guys what do you mean that someone's actually coming to his defence about his mother's occupation, guys what do you mean, guys he had never prepared for anything like this before. GUYS. Wei Wuxian turns back to Meng Yao and is like "hi! Are you alright? Do you need me to kill those guys for you? I can make it look like an accident if I try hard enough." Meng Yao's internal monologue is basically "are you a god. What the fuck is going on. Oh my gods. What is. I didn't plan for this." Externally, he's like "I appreciate the offer, Wei-gongzi, but I'm afraid they would likely link their murders to me due to the fact that they often harass me."

Wei Wuxian has finally found someone outside of The Lads who can match his thinking (listen Lan Wangji hasn't talked enough yet okay give him a chance), and is delighted even as he says "don't underestimate me. I'll make it look like a suicide. Keep it in mind, and come to me if they start shit again." Then he hears a very familiar, very frustrated "WEI WUXIAN!!" from his beloved jiejie and goes "you never saw me" and fucking sprints off away from the yelling. Meng Yao is certain that he's had a fever dream or something because this guy just can't be real. Right? WRONG, Huaisang finally corners him and 'introduces' them properly, and Wei Wuxian goes "oh em gee it's you!! The offer's always on the table, Yao-di." And then he winks like they have a special little secret and Meng Yao has never felt more included in something in his life. He really likes Wei Wuxian.

[broken-clover]

Shout-out to Chipp Zanuff for, after twenty some odd years, still being literally the only red-eyed person in this godforsaken series who isn't just directly related to Gears and has his own thing going on. I mean I know albinos are rare but given that Baiken somehow has naturally pink hair it's amazing it's only ever come up once

[mohntilyet]

Wait is the middle picture from those three sketches that one scene from the wigmaker job?

yes! it's this specific passage where lucanis is just seething with rage and trying to keep a lid on it, and illario's a stablising, comforting presence. BROTHERS!!!!! <3 though i chose to draw his hand on his shoulder rather than his arm i guess. artistic liberty!