#first ever post

[rayleetheartist]

the pr3ttiest sweetheart ever!!!1!!1!1!

first time posting on tumblr in my probs 2 to 3ish yearz here!!! waowzerz :P

anywayz hiiii helloooo :3 full view of pr3ty priincess under cuz she needz more appreciation :D

[deuceyy]

In celebration to the new Scarabia Yuu as well as being my first post on Tumblr, here is a quick drawing of Yuuna

Another version where I tried to replicate it like a gyaru magazine but..... 😔

Also can we just keep talking about her? She's soooooo CUTE 😭😭😭

[liwinly]

Reuniting with your once best friend

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: non-idol!Heeseung x fem!reader

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: You and Heeseung were once best friends, but you needed to move away. One day You decided to surprise him. ( it's not a romantic ff just bestfriends reuniting )

𝑨/𝑵: This is my first time ever writing a full ff and yes I know its not rlly good, I also apologise for my bad English i only learn it at school, so im really sorry if my sentences dont make much sense or i write something wrong. But I still hope you like it!

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You and Heeseung were best friends yes were because you moved from Korea to Japan to study there. It was really sad for both of you. Now it's almost 2 years ago since you guys saw each other. And you wanted to surprise him.

So one day on a Friday you decided to surprise your once best friend. You planed everything and booked a hotel near his house.

When you arrived in your hotel you fell onto your bed tired and exhausted.

It was almost 11 pm and you were so tired you fell asleep on the comfortable bed.

The next day the bright sunlight woke you up it was 9 am normally you would stand up much earlier but you were just so exhausted yesterday so you decided to sleep longer. You got out of bed and got ready.

You were really excited to surprise him. You guys chatted every day but you didn't tell him you'll come to surprise him obviously cause it's meant to be a surprise.

With a pounding heart you walked out of the hotel. His house was only a few minutes away. You arrived in front of his house. You took a deep breath befor knocking on the door.

A few seconds later A man opened the door. It was Heeseung.

"May I help you miss?" He asked in a firm tone.

"It's me Y/N." You said a hint of nervousness in your voice.

His eyes widened "Now way!"

He hugged you tight so tight he almost stopped you from breathing.

"I missed you so much." He said his voice calm.

"I missed you too." You replied.

He pulled back still holding you in his arms. His gaze soft "I can't believe this," He said while smiling.

You chuckled "Surprise!" you said still excited.

Heeseung shook his head, a hand running through his messy hair "You... you're really here. After two years."

He stepped aside, there is still a smile on his face "Come in!"

You stepped inside. As you took of your shoes Heeseung watched you while he was leaning against the wall.

"You've changed. But at the same time you're exactly the same."

You raised an eyebrow "Changed how?"

He shrugged, walking over to sit on the couch patting the place next to him. "I don't know. It's hard to explain. Maybe it's just the fact that it's been so long. But..." He paused his eyes locked with yours "I feel like I missed out on a lot."

You sat down beside him. He was right so much had happened but here you were, sitting next to him like no time had passed.

"Yeah," you said "I feel the same. But... we're here now. That's what matters right?"

Heeseung nodded slowly "Yeah you're right."

For a moment the room was filled in silence but then Heeseung stood up " I need to show you something!"

You stood up too "Sure show me."

He led you down the hallway to his room he talked about the thing he wants to show you. You couldn't help but smile. You both were so happy to see each other again.

[thetobitoaster]

CREEPYPASTA OC!!!

CENSOR WARNING FOR!!

Murder scene and child harm

Tory Hansley, a child treated with no moral, no love, no freedom. Forced to face a world of cruelty, she complies with the pressure of insanity.

She stared into the abyss whilst one of the counselors continuously yelled and scolded her. This child correction camp was torture, it was more of a concentration camp rather than a place to help kids resolve their issues. Vernal, Utah. Fieldsday camp. It was such a nasty place. It was stuck in the middle of a thick forest, dull and unalive, it was like a scene for a horror movie, and that it will be.

"Who the hell do you think you are?! I told you to clean out the gutters and I'm not seeing any progress from you! You respect your fucking counselors and do your goddamn work!" The woman screamed, rage filling her tone. She wasn't one of the nice ones, there were no nice ones in this place. "What do you have to say for yourself?!"

"I would've gotten it done if I had some assistance.." Tory murmured out, staring at the ground to avoid her mumble of annoyance being heard, possibly dismissed, but no, Counselor Sammy always noticed the little things about the children under her 'guidance.' In a quick moment, Tory could feel her hair being pulled by the back and thrusted forward, the sudden tug sending her into a spiral of panic as she tried pushing back but to no avail.

"What was that?! Say it again, Hansley!" Sammy had a tight grip on Tory's hair. She was a fairly strong woman, she had an overweight but muscular build that made the kids who were forced into her care to fear her. It didn't help that she was easily prone to violence, and this wasn't the first time she or any of the adults in this prison had harmed so many teens and children.

Tory didn't respond, she knew better than to continue talking back. She looked around at the others, pleading and begging in her mind that someone please PLEASE help her. But people weren't mind readers, nor did they care or have the bravery to. While staring at the others, she could her a click, she turned and saw the woman grabbing her hair hold a pocket knife, holding up up close against her.

"I said SPEAK, brat!! Or you're not getting out of this camp alive." Sammy threatened, the knife she held slowly pressing against Tory's neck, applying enough pressure from the tip of the sharp blade to cause a stinging sensation.

Tory could feel her adrenaline heightened, something she'd never experienced before. Staring down at the small blade pressed against her, it was cold, painful. She'd never endured this kind of pain before, she's never felt the touch of a blade. But something about this moment, about the beating of her chest, the rushing thoughts in her mind, it made everything muffled, quiet even. As if her hand moved on its own, she grabbed Sammy's wrist, and with every strength she had, she pushed the woman back and toward the ground, prying the knife out of the woman's hand.

Voices still muffled, she stared down at the vulnerable lady on the ground, the fall had twisted her ankle and she was screaming in pain, but she couldn't only hear static. Tory's vision started distorting, almost like a glitch in a video recording, although she didn't know what that looked like exactly, so this experience was..New.

Her mind went blank, as if a few moments in her life was skipped from her brain, but she knew what she had done. She stared down at the now corpse below her, she had gotten on top of Sammy, stabbing the woman, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten...

Several stab wounds, even a long thin and jagged line cut through skin as the blood poured onto the ground and onto Tory's clothes. Children and teenager screamed in horror as some went to collect the counselors that were all further away. The bloodied girl stared down at the corpse, it's face was stuck in a shocked look, one mixed with fear as Tory's own fear sank in, she killed someone...she KILLED someone. Before she could make sense of it all completely, she was running, a trail of wet red liquid following her with adults chasing after her, she didn't know where to go, the fences around the camp were too high to jump over, unless she climbed, so she did exactly that. Climbing the fence was difficult, it was those types made up of barbed wire and electricity coursing through it. Tory didn't care for the stings or pain she felt whilst holding the wires, climbing one by one, and eventually hopping over the fence, it was a long jump but she survived, at the cost of a sprained ankle.

Tory was able to make her escape, the adults having to go back to the front to reach the outdoors. That was the last anyone had ever laid eyes on that girl.

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HELLOOOOO!! I really hope you enjoyed this short story I made of my oc Tory!! I put alot into her and I hope you like her just as much as I do :)

I'm pretty new to posting on Tumblr despite having this account for about 6 years lmao, but I wanted to try something new !!!

[fandom-is-my-drug]

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2770048

Reading Broken Timeline by CipherWrites (such a great author and I’m obsessed with their take on unhinged/feral Adrien and Marinette) and reading this scene could only make me think of this meme:

So I just HAD TO make it with Adrien:

Give this poor sentimonster his carbs PLEASE. Anyways I love Chat Noir (in the fanfic a bit less in the show because the MLB writing team is… they’re certainly a writing team… for MLB…) and he’s such a goofy and pathetic little meow meow (affectionate)

[imagine-a-binghe]

Imagine a Binghe that secretly pays Shang Qinghua to write the most toe curling, nail biting down bad erotic fanfic about his husband, and the immediately critiques the fuck out of it because it's not "Accurate" to the original Shen.

[prettyflyforawhitegal]

So I wrote my first ever fanfic. I actually feel more accomplished than I thought I would. As I was writing it, I was like, uhhh who would even do this and post it. The answer is me. I would. It feels really good!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64079563

[the-blue-marshmallow]

hi hello welcome!

Enjoy this thing i have just made in class. I'm not sure if it's a good thing, but it's certainly a thing.

Obviously, go show @unhingedpolycule my beloveds some love and appreciation. They're the brains that created this scrumptious AU.

I'll stop rambling now, so enjoy.

The night was warm, which pulled the students from the nearby university onto the streets. They were chattering, yelling and drinking, enjoying the last few years of their freedom.

Soap sat on the loveseat on his balcony with his beloved wraith laying on his lap like a big, snuggly cat.

“So these humans pay money to acquire knowledge?” the void that was Ghost, shed of his usual mask, echoed out. He was bewildered, absolutely not comprehending how colleges work. Soap had been trying to explain it for the past half an hour.

“Well, yeah. And if you don’t learn everything fast enough, they can kick you out and you’ll have to pay again.”

Soap gently threads his fingers through the smoke under Ghost’s hood, eliciting a pleasant, rumbling purr.

“Outrageous!” Ghost bellows, accidently awakening the eldritch being napping next to them. Ghost sat up, pressed a tender kiss to the spot where Konig’s forehead could potentially be under that hood he wore and settled the other demon back in the other loveseat.

“How can this even work? Taking someone’s right to knowledge away?” he repeated, this time more quietly, settling his head back on Soap’s plush thighs.

“Okay, to be completely honest, no one is taking anyone’s rights away. Or at least not in this case. The whole thing is really transactional, but that’s just because being able to teach so many people is really time consuming.”

Sopa rambled on and on, absentmindedly rubbing Ghost’s semi-material skin.

“The professors spend their whole life getting certificates and learning so they can teach other people. They have to be paid too. Capitalism, darling.”

And maybe Ghost’s unmoving heart gave a small, strained squeeze at that word. Even if it did, that would be only for Ghost to know. And maybe Konig, because Ghost was convinced the bastard was listening in.

“I suppose that’s somewhat reasonable.” Ghost grumbled unhappily and nuzzled into Soap tighter. “But I want to see this ‘college’ you speak of. I want to see what this place of knowledge looks like.”

Soap laughed, a hoarse laugh Ghost could probably hear and recognise even from hell.

“Fine, fine. I’ll find us a fun seminar with an open audience, how about that?”

Ghost only nodded, the promise hanging in the air heavy, along with all the different things Soap promised his two demon companions they’d try together.

[number1skalesimp]

Isn’t it cute??🥰

[samswichs]

hi tumbler

[dreyonyx]

HIHI name's Ari and I actually wanna start using Tumblr since Instagram is really really hard for small creators to grow on !! Mmmmmm

So uhh?? I might post whatever here tbh. That might consist of art, fursuit pics, my pets, or just other random silly things

Anyway, here's a very recent art piece I made! Character belongs to @/ThatFennecDan on Twitter :]

[misteyedmystery]

and she just posts?? simple as that??? this shit is easy

[gothynerd]

I don't know what to post, so I'm posting my very first comic I made with some old OCs I drew! It's a little rough around the edges because it's a comic that I made a long time ago, but it wasn't intended to be anything fancy-looking and I had made it to play around with what my OCs personalities would be like.

My OCs are Phil (the large eyeball guy) and Steve (the mask-wearing, long-eared guy), and they're supposed to be mildly Eldritch/interdimentional cosmic horror guys that have cute ghost bodies to make it easier for us corporeal meat-sacks to see them. They're still a couple of dorky weirdos, hence why the random trick-or-treater is weirded out lol! XD

Actually made the whole thing on my iPhone 8 with a stylus and Procreate Pocket at the time!

[koobiie]

shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this

[everythingwasnormalhere]

Ok so, I just remembered how people in the comments of a tiktok video were being assholes, and I want to rant now :3

The video showed two wheelchair users at a train(?), who had just arrived to their stop to find nobody was there with a ramp so they could leave the train. One of them blocked the door so it wouldn't close, and this lasted for 15 minutes. The train was stopped for said 15 minutes. There was a button by the door, that said that it'd contact the driver when pressed. It didn't. People offered to go find the driver, and they came back with the news that there were no people in the platform to put the ramp. In the end, passengers had to go out, and place the ramp themselves, before the train could carry on. The wheelchair users had warned they were coming, and asked to have the ramp put there so they could get down. The platform turned out to have workers, they all just ran away because they'd never encountered the situation in which they needed to do this simple task.

Because of the workers' negligence, the train was forced to stop for 15 minutes.

Everyone's comments?

"Why did they block the doors and stop the train? So selfish" Selfish were workers who refused to do their job.

"What if someone had needed to get to their stop urgently? They shouldn't have stopped the train" It wasn't the disabled people's fault, it was the workers who were negligent.

"Why didn't they just wheel themselves down those steps?" They shouldn't have to risk their (expensive) chairs just because people didn't do what they were paid to do.

"If I had been in that train I would've been pissed, how dare you stop it" And you probably wouldn't have even thought about fixing the problem yourself, would you?

"Entitled assholes" Ok I'll leave you stranded in a train with everyone who could help you get down outright refusing to. Let's see who's an entitled asshole now.

If someone fights for accessibility, as much as it might be a bother for you, you do not have the right to be mad at them. If someone fights for accessibility, it is exclusively the fault of a world catered exclusively for able-bodied people.

So next time you think, "hey the consequences of these disabled people fighting for their rights bother me", instead of blaming them for this, help them solve the issue. This way, next time they will not have to fight at all.

Able bodied people, go out and fight for a fucking accessible world if you're not an asshole.

[ Able-bodied people are encouraged to reblog this post, but try not to derail ]

[hoi-111-111]

This game and her got me out of my full-year art block