#my inbox is always open to you all

[rafeandonlyrafe]

well 🧍‍♀️ as a reminder this blog is NOT a safe space for trump supporters but it IS a safe place for women, queers, trans ppl, people of color, undocumented people, and any marginalized group.

[pidgeoryx]

I normally post my wips on a different blog but I wanted to share everything ive been working on so far this month!!! :^)

[laurrelise]

and y’know whats really crazy to think about? javon walton and aidan gallagher were like 2 years apart in age when they played stanley and five

was watching some bts clips from season 3 and stumbled upon a video of them playing pool together in full costume and it’s actually like the sweetest thing in the world because they’re literally just kids. just having a good time

and then you watch the show and it’s like “okay so one of them actually is a little kid who’s just trying to have fun and one is a stressed, angry old man who’s desperately trying to save the lives of everyone on the planet”

also i edited together a little video of it because i really wish we’d gotten even one five and stan moment and there’s a bit of a hole left in my heart from its lacking so here is that

[xoxoemynn]

Hello OFMD crew! I love you and I'm happy you're here. 💕

[purrplpng]

Hi purppl! I saw your post. People believe that the sixth soul jam is actually Gingerbrave and the Ultimate Cookie, since Wind Archer Cookie mentioned that if the Ultimate Cookie wakes up, it will bring an age of despair.

https://x.com/drewjv_/status/1893407896852934702

Also, I love your art!

hiii!! :3 yeah, i am aware about that theory! however, i don't think i like it. it just doesn't click to me and doesn't make any sense in my head

maybe it's just that i don't really want to see gingerbrave getting that much power out of nowhere, that he obviously wouldn't be able to control nor know how to handle allat, i just want him to stay a silly little guy representing that you don't need much power and all that fancy stuff to make an impact to bring change, light and kindness into the world, to kinda contrast with the ancients + on top of everything, he is still a kid, trust me, kids do not want that huge of a responsibility lol

slightly offtopic but i also don't really like the idea of breaking the iconic number of 5 for ancients, beasts, their souljams and their virtues. (and wish to add that the virtue of LIFE sounds much more big and grand comparing to any other virtue we already have)

i can see why that trope of gingerbrave being a god powerful being seems exciting for people and if it will ever be the case and ends up happening in the game (which i'm 99,9% sure won't) well that'll be it, i will just take and accept it, but there are much more better ways of storytelling than just that

but hey!! it's still really fun lol i love thinking about different possibilities, what-ifs and their outcomes, so who am i to say no to explore interesting concepts? that's how cool aus are made :D

and thank you so much, i am so glad that people love my art and i am absolutely shoked of how much support and warmth i get, i appreciate y'all a lottt <3

[mashbrainrot]

there is someone out there who insists on putting horrible comments on fics, in people's tumblr inboxes, anywhere they can get their grubby little paws. often just the usual fare for pathetic trolls - rape threats, suicide bait, the odd racial slur... occasionally, they branch out and try their hand at slightly more insidious attempts to sow discord between people.

they mostly don't make an impact, however, not only because they are so transparent, but also because anyone who has ever come into contact with this person knows full well who they are, and knowing that sort of makes the whole thing vaguely laughable.

however, now and again they sort of... widen their scope a bit, and just on the off chance that they might send their little attacks to anyone vulnerable, or unknowing, I just wanted to let you all know that they really are just the work of one very sad individual who has nothing better to do with their time. they're not a real threat to anyone, except maybe themselves. please please don't take anything they say to heart. just block, report, turn off anon comments, anything you need or want to do.

I'm not sure if they'll get bored – they haven't yet, and frankly I don't think they have much else to sustain them besides perhaps deleting and remaking endless tumblr blogs – but ignoring them wholeheartedly is genuinely what is best for you, and that is what is important.

so, look after yourselves. they're just a troll.

[kaiist]

Hello, annonie! I’ve received the first ask around two weeks ago, and the second ask just recently, so I assume both of these requests may have come from the same person, perhaps...? They’re creative, but just a reminder: I’ve got a rule in my “About Me” post that I don’t do personalization requests.

It looks like that might’ve been missed? Which is totally okay! But that means I won’t be able to take on these requests, I’m really sorry! I appreciate your interest in sending and trusting me with these requests, and I hope you’re able to find another writer who can bring your idea to life (there are lots of amazing writers in the LADS fandom, waaaaaay better than me). Just posting this here so you don’t keep tossing asks into the void ╥﹏╥

Other than that, feel free to request anything else after searching through my “About Me” post! Thanks so much for understanding! (≡^∇^≡)

[jubshead]

Do you guys have any calderess, devinedeath, vidarkness ou lithario ideas you’d like someone to write? Cause you can send me them if you want!!

I don’t promise anything, but I’d love to receive a few ideas and see what you guys would like to read!!

[amethystpath-writes]

Challenge Me

Hello! I had this idea around Halloween time when all the scary movies were playing about, so excuse the morbidity!

Warning for numerous mentions of death and vague depictions of a dead body

******

Villain should have looked more unsettling. Pale, maybe, or even blue. Perhaps it was simply too good to be true. Not that Hero necessarily wished him dead, but the alternative was...her stomach churned and she reluctantly touched her own neck. If she thought about it too long, she'd feel the cold of that knife again.

This wasn't what she wanted, yet she was ashamed to admit her relief at the sight.

"You're debating who the real villain is."

She froze, staring at the body, wondering if she truly watched its still lips actually move.

I'm hallucinating, I must be. Hero stepped closer. Suddenly, the walls of the cell felt much closer. It was just her and Villain's body in this confined space. Leader had stepped away. 'So you can process without influence,' he said. She didn't mind or even acknowledge that he had shut the door until now.

Her hand waivered as she reached down, down, down until her second and third finger rested against the artery of Villain's neck. No beat.

If his heart wasn't beating, surely there was no breath. But that voice. It was so distinctly Villain's. Hero leaned down and held her own breath. Villain, too, held his, as all dead bodies did. That was until-

"Should I watch you convince yourself you've lost your mind?"

Hero was halfway across the cell before the body uttered its third word.

"Are you alive?" It came out as a desperate whisper, one so rushed she barely understood her own words.

"Depends on who you're asking." This time, the voice came from the cell door. Hero released a breath, relieved at the sight of Leader. It wasn't until she'd walked close enough to the bars of the cell door that she cocked her head. Shouldn't he have already opened it by now? Come to think of it, why had he closed it at all? It must have been her. She shut it subconsciously, right?

"I'm glad you're back. I didn't realize I closed the door behind me and you're the only one with a set of keys." She chuckled awkwardly, and tucked a strand of hair back, hoping it might also push away the thoughts of the body behind her, of it moving and speaking.

Leader smiled with closed lips and Hero noticed that, for once, his lips were chapped. He made no move to open the door, just stood there with his fingers tucked in his front pockets.

"Did you step outside while you were gone?" she ventured. Why wouldn't he open the door?

"Can't."

She wrapped her fingers around one of the bars, hoping to signal Leader to the door again. "You said he was dead, right? Surely, it's not HR's rules keeping you prisoner to the body."

The body. She was still in the room with Villain's body.

"Not Villain's. Look again."

Her brows drew together and she tilted her head. It was as if Leader read her mind, but she'd known him for at least three years now; he didn't have that ability.

"Sorry?"

"Look again," he repeated. His voice verged on amused, like he was waiting on someone's reaction to a sweet surprise.

"I'm okay," Hero said. Sweat was forming on the back of her next, against her palms, now squeezing the bars. "I've seen enough. I'm just- I'm ready to go home now, Leader. You have the keys."

"Look."

"Leader-"

He took his hands out of his pockets, and if Hero weren't so anxious, she wouldn't have noticed that it was his left hand which held the key to the cell door.

"I didn't know you were ambidextrous." Leader used his right hand, right leg, right everything for all tasks. Hero would know. They used to play games between missions; Inverted Hangman was the game. They would write phrases in reverse order, start drawing from the feet, and use their less-dominant hand. Hero and Leader were both right-handed.

"I'm left-handed," he said simply as he turned the key. Hero stepped back as the door swung open, but Leader gave her no time to step through. Instead, he blocked the way out. "When I tell you to look, I expect you'll do as I say."

His hand shot out in the next moment and grasped Hero's right wrist before twisting it. Her shoulder twisted with and she yelped as Leader grabbed her once again, this time by the shoulder. He pulled her until he was able to capture both shoulders.

Hero slammed her eyes shut and held her breath as her back was spun, held against Leader's chest. Not Leader. This wasn't Leader, and she knew what sight would be before her if she opened her eyes. A confirmation she didn't want.

Leader was dead, and the body on the table wasn't Villain's.

"You're a stubborn one, aren't you?" There it was- Villain's voice, but this time it came from behind her. The body in front of her was as silent as before, only this time, she knew it would be pale, blue, cold, and unmoving. Dead. "I thought you would have figured it out sooner. This was supposed to be fun! Entertaining!"

Leader is dead. He was more than the leader of the team. He was a friend, and he was kind and fun and...and he didn't deserve this. Hero opened her eyes. "No." Leader wasn't just dead. He was...A whine rose in her throat. She squeezed her eyes shut again.

"He was entertaining, kept bargaining. Leave her out of this. She has nothing to do with this anymore. Please. She doesn't deserve this. Kind of like what you thought, huh? Come to think of it, he was a little predictable. Everyone is."

Villain's voice made her sick. She could feel the bile rise, taste it in the back of her throat. "Is that all you want? Someone to surprise you, say something you haven't heard before?" What could she say or do that would rid him? Was it even worth it? Leader was already gone, and if he were gone, so were the others.

"Probably. Haven't figured it out yet." She felt that smile of his creep against the back of her head, felt the slight pulling of her hair as his lips lifted. "The chase was exciting." Hero hated the way he spoke to her like an old friend having small talk one year after graduating from high school. "They hid you well. I just outsmarted them. It's crazy," he said, "I've had this type of...of access to the mind for years, and yet I still learn new things to do with it." The smile fell, and he whispered, "Can you feel that, Hero?"

The cold. The thin, sharp cold she was too familiar with. A blade. Hero didn't dare swallow, no matter how much saliva instinctively gathered on her tongue.

"What's even crazier," he ventured, "is that there's no knife at all. I just found it in that hazy corner of your mind which you try to keep hidden. You can't forget me, Hero, but I like to watch you try. I like to prove to you in every new way that you can't."

Why me?

"You were the first." He said it so sweetly, as if a body didn't lay in front of them, and a body they both knew to be alive at once. "You were confident. Told me to explore the ability. Told me it could do so much and I was wasting it by hiding. Aren't you just so happy I discovered I wasn't the monster I told myself I was?"

"There are other ways"- she gasped as the imaginary knife dug deeper- "to use your abilities. I didn't mean for you to-"

"Become this?"

She nodded.

"Predictable." He sighed, and the sting of the blade evaporated. "I'm going to let you go, and you're going to run as far away from me as you can, okay?"

"How can I run when you know my every move?" Still, she kept her eyes closed, unable to face Leader, and her arms were stiff as she was held back. She ached to run, but how could she?

"Challenge me, Hero. Prove to me that I'm not the monster I told you I was all those years ago, the monster you tried to convince yourself didn't exist. Prove it." He released her. "Run."

[mikoworks]

concept: that one pinkie pie tulpa post, but with Jimmy who made a fucked up Polle tulpa

That is utterly cursed. I imagine if he did have a Polle tulpa, it’d have a bunch of eyes like a spider and human hair and teeth. Like this:

Funny coincidence that the Anya comic I’m drawing also has messed up Polle/horse imagery. Just imagine Jimmy is there instead of Anya (But, for those of you who want an Anya comic update, here you go. Much love 💙).

[icedb1ackcoffee]

to my fellow creatives: never stop making art. art is an act of protest.

[satans-knitwear]

I think you're really awesome. You're gorgeous, you're funny, you have great taste in star wars memes. I wish I could be as cool and confident as you, but I'm honestly not a very good-looking girl. I know I can always work to improve myself, and I am trying, and honestly you're a bit of inspiration to keep me going. So thank you.

Honestly my love, I wish I was actually as cool and fabulous as I can come across on this blog! And I also wish I had the confidence to tell other people how much I adore and respect them in the way you have managed to do.

We all look at other people and see something we admire and aspire to, and i think that is such a beautiful thing, as long as we can find a way to do the same for ourselves!

I am so proud of the hours it takes me to put together a look for you guys, it shows my dedication! and I find my star wars posting very sexy of me.

[dafpork]

repeating myself here, but for good reason: the Silliness of the dafpork dynamic, however you determine the definition of Silliness, is really so integral to me and i think a big part of what makes them so special and personal. and i think that's a big reason why i was so afraid to post even the most innocuous stuff on main--even if they're not being clingy or cute together in a drawing, even in the comics where they're bickering like children or just being Themselves, there's this undercurrent of love beneath it that feels so comparatively intimate. they can have their moments of Unabashed Earnest, and they stand out much more and feel more special when you have them being dumb together to contrast it with... it's hard to pin down and they're hard to pin down, and that's why i love 'em, y'know? the variations on their dynamic is boundless, and so is their love, and so is their hijinks. they're not easily squeezed into an identifiable little box, and while i think that can trip some people up, i think it works to such a great strength with them. it's why i have trouble doing ask memes or drawing prompts with them (though i should try more!), because Dafpork Is Dafpork--they have minds and emotions and dispositions of their own and this blog functions to just sit back and observe what that all is, rather than force it. and that's how you get such a broad spectrum of Stuff, too; them being cute together, or being obnoxious, whether at each other or with each other, or they're not quite anything at all because the only one who knows what they are is each other. there's just truly so much and i really don't think it can be condensed into a bite sized trope or sweeping label.. and considering Daffy's anarchy and Porky's stubbornness, that feels very fitting. maybe it's a reason as to why it's difficult for some people to get on board with them, but i feel like it's such a great strength, and it's a great motivator to spread their gospel all the more, too! to try and get people to understand! so thank you for reading this, because if you're here then it shows you're curious and want to uncover more about them. me too!

[jake-whatthefisgoingon-kiszka]

I’m so glad that I found a place in the fandom that brings me joy and gives me a space to geek out about music and art and friendship

We all have lives outside of this app, but we come here to find community, and the lucky ones walk away getting to meet the most amazing people

I’m one of those lucky ones, and I’m forever thankful for all the kind souls on here who have shared the love through these four weird guys in a band 🤍🤍🤍🤍

[yellowwwcrayon]

gah, I feel acomplished. I actually replied to some comments today 🫶🏻🥹

[sweet-beezus]

hello!~ i hope you’re doing well. this might sound personal so please feel free to answer this privately if you wish ^^ 🩷 you might forgotten about me but I used to be a former AoR member. I’m unsure if you’re still in that group, but I hope things are going well over there. I sought to reach out to the members I briefly remember but I didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable — or rather make myself uncomfortable at the time haha! Anyways, I just wanted to reach out and say I hope you’re doing alright and that you have a nice day as well as everyone else in there. I lowkey kinda miss them. I’ve been at a better place and I thought of you and the others and thought it would be okay to reach out if it didn’t feel awkward ahah. Anyways! May your heart be your guiding key sham! 🩷🩷

[Holding you gently in my hands like a baby bird]

It's always good to hear from you, I'm so happy to hear you're doing well!! I never forget a good friend, so I'm always here if you ever want to catch up! I need to know what shenanigans Hoa Sen is up to nowadays, or how Sea of Stars is coming along if you're still working on it!!

Everyone's still around in bits and bobs, though I hardly keep up with social media in the ways they do lol. If they happen to see this post I'm sure they'd love to say hi when you have the time! Group's still together too, and I'm sure we'd love to have you back if you ever wanted to spectate again! Only if you're comfortable, of course!

Love you always!!! You're amazing and appreciated, and I miss you dearly ❤️ ❤️