#nostalgic exceptions

[shironezuninja]

Honestly, I’m fine with April O’Neil’s portrayal in the IDW TMNT x Naruto crossover miniseries. At least, her reporter 1990 live action counterpart honored the Mirage Comics origin story of Hamato Yoshi’s death and a homeless Splinter.

[thenotoriousscuttlecliff]

One good thing the current X-Men era has done is seriously push back against the idea that the female characters can't carry a solo title.

[entitybear]

Something sweet for these two for @ursidanger for artfight ^-^!

[dontheckinswear]

I found this sketch from a year ago in my old procreate files so I cleaned it up just enough to not be embarrassing and added lighting :)

This is a drawing of the photo Wei Wuxian sends of himself to Lan Wangji in the fic: how to fall in love with a catfish: a guide by wei wuxian (disaster rat) by bwyn and Yuisaki !! It has a special place in my heart, not just for being one of the first mdzs fics I ever read, but also because I actually lived in a freshman dorm during the same year it takes place in, which means Wei Wuxian could have hypothetically been my RA 🥺

Anyways, it’s a really cute online relationship/university AU, and you should definitely read it if you haven’t already!

[skrimshaw]

Guys should I get into deltarune

[ashers-selfships]

Okay this is gonna wind up being kind of a sappy post so sorry in advance

But I’ve finally completed an official reference page for my Ed Edd n Eddy oc that I’ve had for YEARS. Physically and personality-wise she’s kind of the same as she was 8 or 9 years ago, but she’s come a long long way from the oc I made for an EEnE fanfic. She’s been with me through a lot in my life. I feel so proud for getting this ref page done, even if it’s not a lot, because I’ve done the one thing younger me wanted to do for so long, and that was to be able to draw in the show’s style—mostly because I was really inspired by a popular EEnE oc artist, Gabi Sakura, and I wanted to be like her—and it’s a small thing but i just feel so proud and happy to have finally achieved it. I tried my best on her (mostly winged it on the clothing) and while it’s not 100% exact it looks good enough, and recognizable I’d say.

Putting her ref below, and then some more lore/facts about her under the cut so the post doesn’t take up someone’s whole screen (most likely gonna infodump because I just love herrr). I will say I’m kinda being brave about posting this to the main tags because. I mean I’m talking about an Ed Ed n Eddy oc in 2025 I feel like I’m way past the point when ocs were more popular lol but it’s fine, I’m having fun and that’s all that matters

(Click for better quality because tumblr makes everything look horrible and crunchy)

Some lore for Maya!: Like I said above she was originally created as an oc for an Ed Edd n Eddy x reader fanfic (specifically a Double D x reader … yeah I was obsessed with him for so long), written on Quotev by a user called Raven; her brown sweater is a direct reference to it. It used to be one of my favorite fanfics ever but I don’t think she ever wound up updating it again (and the grammar is WAY worse than I remember it being but that’s probably the norm for fanfic from 2017)

She’s Ed and Sarah’s sister but she used to just be their cousin! This is because in that x reader, iirc the reader was their cousin so of course Maya was. She’s been through many relatives because for a time I was indecisive on who to ship her with lol..

I remember at one point giving her glasses (for some reason?), and around that time I also made her British?? Yeah I have no idea what I was doing. I do remember making the changes for a story I was writing with her in it but I couldn’t tell you why.

As kinda shown in the drawing, she has scars on her arm (many more under her sleeves). Another reference to the original fanfic! They are self-inflicted, which is different to the original; just like lil old me, sometimes her emotions or stress get the better of her and she just can’t deal with them in a safer way, though she doesn’t do it as frequently as she used to.

She likes to stim with the bracelets she has on! Mostly she’ll flap her hands or swing her arm to get them to jingle and it’s soothing for her.

Also as shown in the drawing, she has some kind of relationship with Eddy’s older brother (Terry is his fanon name iirc which is better than just calling him "Eddy’s brother" all the time lol; also on that note her last name is Ed and Sarah’s fanon last name). They have their romantic moments for sure but most of the time it’s kinda (very) complicated.. think ‘A Loving Feeling’ and ‘I Bet On Losing Dogs’ by Mitski. On that note, a lot of Mitski songs are very Maya-coded… poor girl. They’re like a majority of the playlist I made for her.

As I was writing this I realized I completely forgot to give her a height… I think she’s a little shorter than Ed but not a complete shorty. Maybe around Kevin’s height? I don’t know I’ll have to look at them all next to each other again because my memory is failing me lol

[teacolouredink]

Double posting because I also finished ✨ her ✨ I thought about drawing a couple more lalaloopsy characters before posting but I'm too impatient haha I love how she turned out so much ;u; 🩷🩷 lil pie cutie!! (a literal cutie pie omg!!) I also took slight creative liberties and added an extra stripe of cream on her dress to tie in the ice cream scoop better! I can't wait to draw more of them aaa ESPECIALLY THE UMBRELLA ONE SHES SO COOL!!

[spectraling]

All the other kids playing Ocarina of Time: Cool game mechanic

Me as a kid playing Ocarina of Time: What kind of dissonant hell must Link be going through. Not only has he not had any time to adapt to his new and strange body, he's also still a child at heart, unprepared for the darkness, strife and obligations that await him. He must now go into a world that is filled with monsters, alone, wearing a face that he does not recognize. He must wander the wasteland of the ghosts of his past. He will try to go back home, but when he gets there he will find that the place he once called so is no longer there. Not because it has been changed, but because he has. Everyone he ever knew now look at him like a stranger. He will endlessly watch the faces of friends turn their loving gazes into blank stares as any bond he will try to form will inevitably be erased by the cruel passage of time. There is no home for him, anywhere or anywhen. He is irrevocably changed. He is alone. Even as he has the incredible ability to travel through time, he will forever and always be a child out of it, lost to the ages

[nenoname]

i love the implication that stan just has a bunch of hair pins stashed everywhere on his person

[caterpillar-with-a-crayon]

You should do a furby!!!

This is my furby edwin and i just love furbies

Absolutely! Here’s some furibies, Plus a bonus low-quality image stamp

[canonically47]

“im sick over how inhun is so similar to sangihun” i say. suddenly i trip and fall and hundreds of old pictures of aliwoo fly out of my pockets. “wait!” i frantically cry out. “these aren’t mine!”

[anord]

I associate my characters with indescribable feelings

but that means I won't try to describe it

Scian is that sick feeling you get in your stomach when you're in the backseat of your parent's car towards the end of December. It's raining, not much, just a little sprinkling, but you can still see snow outside on the ground. It's dark out, you're exhausted and a little delirious from the activities of the day. You were visiting family for the holidays. The radio is playing classic Christmas songs that you don't know the name of, possibly don't know all the lyrics to, but you certainly know that melody. The background vocals are angelic and distant, like an old Disney movie. It blends smooth like hot cocoa as your eyes slowly start to flutter close. It strikes you in the heart. You won't see that extended family for months, not until the next holiday. The joy of the holidays is melting with the snow outside. Your childhood burns out like the colorful Christmas lights loosely strung around trees and houses. It's impressive. It's dark. You too will fade into the darkness. Those cheerful, haunting, voices echo in the car, becoming more distorted by the static in the radio and the sound of the windshield wipers. You can't tell what they're saying anymore. The raindrop covered window makes the lights shift and change like an astigmatism. It's blurring together. Oh God, why can't you cling onto all of those happy memories forever? Why does it have to go? Why can't the sugar plums dancing in your head stay wondrous and playful? Soon you will fall asleep. Reach home. Notice the stress in your parent's eyes. You'll be sent to bed. The watery-bleak smell of cold and snow will flood your soul. The plainness, the painfulness of it all. The childhood whimsy can't last forever. Those cheerful voices on the radio, the warmth from the car heater, the crinkling of your winter jacket. It'll all be gone when you wake up tomorrow morning.

Oh God, why does it seem so long ago when you felt this? But also, why does it seem like it was just yesterday, too?

You're light headed. You're exhausted. You're lonely. You're amazed. Everything seems so joyful. Everything seems so cold. Everything is lying to you. Santa isn't real. The only thing seeing you while you're sleeping is your looming adulthood. It squeezes your heart. Emptying you of your childish hopes and dreams. You have to grow up now. You have to face reality now. BUT YOU DON'T WANT TO.

WHY ARE YOU AFRAID? IT'S THE HOLIDAY SEASON, ISN'T IT? BE HAPPY. BE GOOD. YOU HAVE TO GROW UP NOW.

[isfjmel-phleg]

a) Come to think of it, my late grandfather did have some old books, some of which probably belonged to his family, and I wonder what my grandmother did with them when she moved out of their old house.

b) These books were kept in a mysterious and elegant piece of furniture that I just found out is called a side-by-side secretary. It had a bookcase with a glass door on one side attached to a set of drawers with a fold-down desk on top, and over that a mirror. The bookcase had books in it but also huge seashells and horse figurines and maybe some other things. I was inspired by them when writing some of the descriptions in "Back Corner." And on the shelf over the desk part was where Grandma kept a huge jar of buttons. My grandparents' house was so full of random things that were fascinating to me as a child. I wonder what became of the side-by-side secretary. Will have to look for it when I visit Grandma later this summer.

[the-blind-assassin-12]

Disassociating by building a mid to late nineties playlist for a Dieter fic 😌

[xostrawberrymlk]

Francis Forever by Mitski gives me the same hauntingly beautifully tragic nostalgia feeling as reading Believe tbh (and also the same feeling when I saw my grandpa breakdown at my grandmas funeral)

[asterdeer]

i know there are already posts about it but it's so cute how most of the companions are kind of apathetic about each other in act 1 but when elminster shows up and gives gale his ultimatum everyone is like. hold the FUCK up. his goddess sounds like shit and gale can do better. shadowheart and lae'zel have their first agreement over it and it's "wow i can't imagine what it must be like to serve a goddess who sucks so bad :/ he should leave her before he wastes himself trying to earn her favor" CAN YOU HEAR YOURSELVES. mystra's real magic was getting this crew of merry assholes (and wyll and karlach) to unite as a Save Gale Dekarios committee