#the infinite introvert

[posthumousvigor]

There's a lot of interpretations regarding how Jayce operates in Piltovan parties, but personally I think him and Viktor run a scam where if Jayce gets overwhelmed socially, Viktor goes all wilting flower and pretends to faint so that a big strong man who knows his way around a hammer has to escort him home. Then they kiss with tongue. Or something

[mrmeepsmadmind]

soundwave having to be co leader of the decepticons with shockwave while megatron is fucking frozen somewhere & he's forced to keep giving out commands to crazy people he doesn't like bcs they aren't just his cassettes

oh he's so upset ...

[lunavnacht]

[introverted-character-town]

I started playing Pokemon infinite fusion so here is my Nidotoise starter : D

[act2drama]

Half of me thinks my life would be so much more social if I just bit the bullet and restarted using Discord.

The other half is constantly wondering why on earth I think that "being so much more social" would be a good thing.

[debonairprincesposts]

Outside Sucks

Summary: Reader is an introvert. Jason is pleasantly surprised when you agree to go out with him without any arguments. Practically stupefied.

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Jason bounced the heel of his boot against the concrete outside your apartment. Usually, this was the point where his anxiety started to ramp up. He'd rehearse his arguments in his head, mentally preparing for the barrage of sarcastic retorts and stubborn refusals. He was ready to deploy the "fresh air" card, the "vitamin D deficiency" card, and, if necessary, the heavy artillery: the promise of greasy, delicious junk food.

He knocked on the door, a familiar, slightly impatient rhythm. He braced himself.

The door swung open, and there you were. You were wearing a pair of ripped jeans and one of his old hoodies, your hair pulled back in a messy ponytail. So far, so good. But it was your expression that threw him. You looked... almost... agreeable?

"Hey, Jay," you said, your voice surprisingly soft.

"Hey, baby," Jason replied, a knot of suspicion tightening in his stomach. "I was thinking... you know... maybe we could get out of here for a bit? Get some air?" He waited for the usual pushback, the litany of reasons why staying inside was infinitely preferable to facing the outside world.

Instead, you just shrugged. "Yeah, okay. Sounds good."

Jason blinked. He stared. He felt like he'd walked into the wrong apartment. "...What?" he managed to stammer out.

You raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering in your eyes. "What do you mean, 'what'? I said, 'sounds good.' As in, I'm willing to leave the apartment. As in, you don't have to launch into your whole 'sunlight is good for the soul' speech."

Jason was officially flabbergasted. He'd been ready to launch into a full-blown debate, armed with statistics about the benefits of outdoor activity and a mental list of every burger joint within a five-mile radius. He'd even mentally prepared a counter-argument for your inevitable "I'm perfectly happy being a vampire" comment.

"But... but you hate going out," he sputtered, feeling like he was missing something crucial. Had you been replaced by a pod person? Was this some elaborate prank?

You chuckled, a low, throaty sound that usually meant you were about to unleash a particularly cutting remark. But instead, you just smiled, a genuine, almost... sweet smile. "I know, I know. But I've been feeling a little... restless lately. And I figured, why not? Besides," you added, a mischievous glint returning to your eyes, "I could use a coffee. Your treat, obviously."

Jason's brain was short-circuiting. He couldn't process this. He'd spent so much time anticipating the struggle, the resistance, that he hadn't even considered the possibility of... compliance. He felt like a general who'd prepared for a siege only to find the gates wide open and the enemy waving a white flag.

"Uh... yeah, coffee. Definitely my treat," he mumbled, still trying to wrap his head around the situation. "So... you're actually... going?"

"Yep," you said, turning towards the back of the apartment. "Just give me, like, five minutes to throw on some makeup. Wait in the living room."

And with that, you disappeared, leaving Jason standing in the doorway, utterly bewildered. He slowly stepped inside, his mind racing. What was going on? Were you sick? Had you finally cracked under the pressure of his constant nagging? Was this some kind of elaborate trap?

He wandered into the living room, his eyes scanning the familiar surroundings as if searching for clues. He sat down on the worn couch, his fingers drumming nervously against his thigh. He was so used to fighting for every inch, every concession, that this sudden, unexpected agreement felt... unsettling.

He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Maybe you were planning something. Maybe you were just lulling him into a false sense of security before unleashing a torrent of pent-up frustration. Or maybe you actually wanted to spend some time with him, outside of the apartment, without a fight.

He didn't know what to think. But as he waited for you to emerge, he couldn't help but feel a strange mix of relief, suspicion, and a tiny sliver of... hope? Maybe this was a sign that things were changing. Or maybe he was just setting himself up for a spectacular fall. Only time would tell.

[requinoesis]

⭐The Magic Drawing Pad! 📱✨

I was surprised to receive a Tablet from XPPen in exchange for a review. Here’s my experience! 📝✨

Initially, I thought the tablet's design, meant for drawing away from a workspace and outdoors, didn't suit my lifestyle. As an introvert who rarely leaves the house or is socially active, I decided to review it from a homebody’s perspective.

I've never drawn on a display tablet before, only on regular digital tablets like the Wacom Bamboo and my current Huion Inspiroy Ink. Now, I have the XP-Pen Magic Drawing Pad to try out!

At first, it was frustrating! Everything I drew looked crooked and ugly, and I felt like a fraud. But it wasn't the tablet's fault; it was like learning to draw all over again since I was used to the computer and had abandoned traditional art.

I was rushing, thinking I should be perfect immediately. I took a deep breath and remembered that learning a new tool takes time and patience. Once I gave myself the time to adapt, things started to work out.

I only explored the tablet's basic functions, but its interface is similar to an iPad or cell phone and works well. I transferred files to my computer via Telegram, but Google Drive could also be used.

There are several illustration apps available. I chose Infinite Painter first because it is similar to Procreate. I found it amusing that the process of creating art was recorded while I was drawing!

In conclusion, I find the Magic Drawing Pad to be an ideal tablet for beginners venturing into screen drawing for the first time. It offers a practical and enjoyable experience!

Feel free to ask any questions about this tablet, and I'll do my best to answer them!

They also told me to say that there would be up to 45% off during the Prime Day event on the Amazon store and the official store from July 16th to 17th! 🛍️✨

⭐ - US store: https://amzn.to/3L08x36 ⭐ - CA store: https://amzn.to/3VanP9W

They also recommended this keyboard!

⭐ - ACK08 smart keyboard: https://bit.ly/3VCgAYv

Thanks a lot to the XPPen team for their patience and for the opportunity to try out this tablet!❤️✨

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I did this little speedpaint experiment too if you want to see! The function of recording while drawing is a very cool experience!

That's it, I hope you like it!✨

[kerryshifts]

question. what are the purpose of waiting rooms..? Like I understood it’s where you shift from before your dr but im curious why. Like the reason and purpose. Cause they could directly shift to their dr yk

a waiting room is also a dr. for introverts. for example you can go there when you don’t want to interact with people and when you just want to be alone in different kinds of places . in my waiting room there are infinite amounts of alcohol & cigs & clothes & food, and i can watch all the movies i want and read without feeling stressed for something, listen to music while i go around naked with no worries, and i have so many rooms with different kinds of atmospheres

i think it’s because i am asocial but i prefer waiting rooms to drs….. not a single responsibility (and now i want to script my boyfriend there)

[jellxzy]

𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: “𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥.”- 𝐇𝐜𝐬.

|| 𝐂𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧-𝐣𝐮 𝐱 𝐲𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫!𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

|| 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬!: 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝.

|| 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

|| 𝐀/𝐧: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐲𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 (𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬). 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨, 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧-𝐣𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐥. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐲, 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧-𝐣𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐫𝐧. 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲(𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬) 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫! 𝐒𝐨, 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧-𝐣𝐮! 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬(?) 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 ����𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

— Hyun-ju was set up on a blind date with you.

— by your mutual friends. The two of you have never gotten really close to each other or even talk, you only each other on birthdays and what not.

— it was suppose to be a punishment for some game they played whilst drunk, you knew, why? Because you also lost.

— your punishment was to go on a blind date with someone you don't know. You hated blind dates, they could always be a murderer or worst, a narcissistic man. So you didn't like blind date.

— her punishment was to go on a date with the worst type of person; a professional yapper. She didn't see it as the worst thing ever, but she'd thought it would be fun.

— your mutual friends set you two together since you're the total opposite.

— with you being the yapper and loud extrovert with an infinite amount of social battery.

— and her being the calm and shy introvert with a low social battery.

— her calm and soft personality is the total opposite of your loud and energetic one.

— yet, you kept on talking and talking and...

— "oh, i'm so so sorry!"

— "what are you sorry about?" Hyun-ju chuckled.

— "i'm talking too much. I barely let you talk." You bury your face into your hands. "This is so embarrassing." You mumble into your hands.

— "hey, stop. You'll ruin your pretty make up." She giggles at your reaction. You finally look up from your hands and that's when you fell in love. Your eyes meeting hers.

— your friends definitely didn't except it.

— you and her dating? They just had to get used to that.

— though she wasn't as talkative as you, she liked being around you. Listening to your stories, listening to the random facts you say. Being around you in general she loves.

— sometimes she'll say; "Whatever you say, beautiful." Just to get you flustered. Which of course ends up with you forgetting what you're about to say.

— "i hate you." You often say back burying your face into your hands or looking away as your face heats up.

— however for you, you love how calm she is. And that she'll speak up if needed. You never saw yourself to fall in love with someone so calm all the time.

— opposite's attract.

[httpvomitello]

Could you do George x quiet!Hufflepuff!reader? Like the reader is rather quiet and introverted and they don't have many friends that sorta thing

Hello, hellooo! I hope you like it ~ ♡

Louder Than Words .｡*･ﾟﾟ

Summary: They weren’t lonely—not exactly—but they weren’t surrounded by friends, either. That was just how they liked it. And then George Weasley happened.

george weasley x gn!reader

While most students spent their free time socializing in the common rooms or causing chaos in the corridors, Y/N preferred the peace of the library’s towering bookshelves. The scent of parchment and ink was comforting, the quiet hum of pages turning more soothing than any conversation.

And yet, somehow, George Weasley had found them.

And now, he wouldn’t leave.

“Y/N,” he whined, flopping onto the bench across from them, his arms stretched dramatically over the table. “This is so boring.”

Y/N didn’t look up from their book. “Then why are you here?”

“Because you’re here,” he said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Y/N sighed, finally meeting his gaze. “And you hate being bored.”

“Exactly,” George grinned, looking proud. “So, naturally, I’m here to fix that.”

Y/N closed their book with a pointed thump and raised an eyebrow. “By annoying me?”

“By making your life infinitely more exciting.” He leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand, eyes twinkling with mischief. “Come on, Y/N. You spend way too much time in here. Don’t you want to have some fun?”

Y/N hesitated. Fun, to George, usually meant trouble. And while they weren’t opposed to rule-breaking in theory, they didn’t exactly thrive on it like he did.

“I am having fun,” they said simply.

George scoffed, glancing at their book. “That’s tragic.”

They rolled their eyes, but a small smile tugged at their lips. “What exactly do you want, George?”

“Ah! I thought you’d never ask.” He sat up straight, his grin widening. “I want you to go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow.”

Y/N blinked. “What?”

“Hogsmeade. Tomorrow. You. Me.” He gestured vaguely. “A thrilling adventure filled with mischief, laughter, and possibly a bit of light-hearted crime.”

They stared at him.

He sighed dramatically. “It’s a date, Y/N.”

Their heart skipped a beat. “You—you want to go on a date?”

“With you? Absolutely.”

Y/N felt their face heat up. This had to be a joke. George Weasley, one of the most popular, outgoing students at Hogwarts, was asking them—the quiet, introverted Hufflepuff—on a date?

They frowned slightly. “Are you messing with me?”

George’s playful expression softened. “Never.”

Y/N studied him carefully. He wasn’t laughing, wasn’t teasing. He looked… sincere. Nervous, even.

Slowly, they exhaled. “Alright.”

George’s grin returned full force. “Brilliant. I’ll pick you up after breakfast.”

And with that, he stood up, winked at them, and walked away—leaving Y/N sitting there, wondering what on earth they had just agreed to.

Y/N had no idea how they ended up here.

They walked beside George, their hands stuffed into their coat pockets, their scarf wrapped tightly around them as they shivered in the chilly Hogsmeade air.

George, of course, seemed entirely unaffected by the cold. He walked with an easy confidence, grinning at them every time they met his gaze.

“Alright,” he said. “What’s the verdict? Having fun yet?”

Y/N hummed, pretending to consider. “It’s… tolerable.”

George gasped, placing a hand over his heart. “Tolerable?!”

They bit back a smile. “Maybe even enjoyable.”

“Merlin’s beard, they do have emotions!” George teased, bumping his shoulder against theirs.

Y/N rolled their eyes but didn’t pull away.

The day passed in a blur of laughter and lighthearted teasing. They visited Honeydukes, where George insisted on buying them sweets “as payment for their tragic lack of fun.” They stopped by the Three Broomsticks, where he slid them his Butterbeer with a cheeky “for my favorite Hufflepuff.”

And somewhere along the way, Y/N realized something.

They liked being around George.

He was loud, yes. And reckless. And so different from them.

But he was also kind. And funny. And he made them feel… seen.

Not just as the quiet one. Not just as someone in the background.

But as them.

By the time they got back to the castle, the sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the stone walls. They stopped outside the entrance to the Hufflepuff common room, the moment of parting lingering between them.

George stuffed his hands in his pockets. “So… did I win you over?”

Y/N smirked. “I suppose you weren’t completely unbearable.”

He grinned. “I’ll take it.”

For a moment, neither of them moved.

Then, before Y/N could overthink it, they leaned in and pressed a quick, soft kiss to his cheek.

George froze.

Y/N stepped back, flustered. “Um—goodnight.”

They turned to go—

But before they could, George caught their wrist, spinning them back toward him.

And then—

He kissed them.

It wasn’t hurried or rough. It was warm, gentle, careful—like he was letting them set the pace. Like he was giving them the chance to pull away if they wanted to.

But they didn’t.

When he finally pulled back, he looked at them, a small, lopsided smile on his lips.

“Well,” he murmured. “That was unexpected.”

Y/N, still breathless, managed a quiet, “Was it?”

He chuckled. “Not really.”

They stood there, the moment stretching between them.

Then, George smirked. “So… can I call you my partner now, or do I need to schedule another completely tolerable date?”

Y/N rolled their eyes—but they were smiling.

“Another date might be acceptable.”

George beamed. “I knew I’d win you over.”

[illicit-astrology]

The Underrated Synastry Overlay: Jupiter in the Houses

Let's get this straight: Jupiter is KING in natal or synastry overlay. Where someone's Jupiter falls in your chart can dictate the trajectory of your connection and how you feel about them in the large scale of things; before, when, and after you meet them.

Jupiter in 1st house: Jupiter feeds the 1st house with so much vigor, enthusiasm and confidence. With Jupiter, the 1st house person wants to be everything and do everything. The sky is limit to the 1st house when they are with Jupiter. Even if 1st house was normally an introverted person, with Jupiter they're energetic, chatty, flirty, joyful and have 'bigger than life' attitude.

Jupiter in 2nd house: the 2nd house person feels like a million bucks with Jupiter. Their self-esteem and confidence are at an all-time high with Jupiter. Jupiter makes them feel like they shouldn't compromise or lower their standards. Jupiter knows how to spoil the 2nd house and the 2nd house person receives with pleasure all what Jupiter can offer.

Jupiter in 3rd house: Jupiter inspires the 3rd house to think, laugh, and socialize. With Jupiter, the 3rd house is filled with positive thoughts and optimism. The 3rd house day to day life, and general outlook on life are much more positive and joyful with Jupiter. The 3rd house person can feel more poetic, and that their way of communicating as well as their voice is more enriched in their connection with Jupiter.

Jupiter in 4th house: the 4th house person can finally feel at home with Jupiter. If the 4th house has struggled to find their home or is a resident at a foreign land, Jupiter will instantly make them feel at home and provide them with an expansive and joyful sense of belonging. If 4th house has struggled with commitment and settling down, Jupiter makes them feel like it's finally time to let their guard down and settled down. Jupiter is the 4th house person's safe haven.

Jupiter in 5th house: the 5th house just can't stop giggling, smiling, and being their child self around the Jupiter person. Jupiter not only inspires the 5th house to be creative but also brings out their inner child. The 5th house person feelings and emotions are hightened with Jupiter, things look, sound and feel better. The 5th house person feels like they're in cloud 9 with Jupiter.

Jupiter in 6th house: Jupiter motivates the 6th house person to achieve and unlock their true potential. The 6th house will find themselves more energetic and able to accomplish a lot in the presence of Jupiter. Jupiter will be fully supportive of the 6th house in terms of concrete mundane things; like paper work, filing taxes and even sticking to a routine. With Jupiter, the 6th house feels more responsible, accomplished, clear-minded and more grounded.

Jupiter in the 7th house: the 7th house person feels like they can trust the connection with Jupiter right away. Jupiter feels like their ideal match. The 7th house person in this connection feel more diplomatic, socially graceful and that they are more inclined to please people and keep their relationships peaceful. The 7th house feels safe and that they have someone by their side who can share their life with.

Jupiter in 8th house: Jupiter opens infinite possibilities for the 8th house to expand, upgrade, and transform. The 8th house feels a cathartic experience with Jupiter, that makes them feel renewed and refreshed with newer perspectives on life. Jupiter can help the 8th house rewire their subconscious mind, and heal their past traumas and wounds. The energy exchange here is powerful and further amplified. The 8th house person is changed for the better forever here.

Jupiter in 9th house: Jupiter reminds the 9th house the importance of independence and freedom on individual and relationship level. The 9th house person feels like anything is possible with the presence of Jupiter. If the 9th house person feels lost or at a low point in their life, Jupiter can help them get back their optimism, happiness, and faith. Jupiter teaches the 9th house person not to settle and that life is meant to be experienced to the fullest rather than sitting still.

Jupiter in 10th house: The 10th house person feels like they can accomplish anything and reach new highs in their life with the presence of Jupiter. Jupiter is like a magic tutor who inspires the 10th house to be the best version of themselves just by their infectious and optimistic energy. Jupiter has the set of values and morals that align with the 10th house's sense of commitment. This is an underrated marriage placement. In business context, these two can be a powerhouse when teaming up.

Jupiter in 11th house: The 11th house person feels that their dreams and aspirations are coming true with the Jupiter person. Manifestations are easier to materialize. Jupiter is the 11th house person's lucky charm. The life of the 11th house person is suddenly upgrading and their sense of happiness and fulfillment is expanding as well. Jupiter here feels like a magic stick that helps the 11th house person manifest exactly what they want and even better.

Jupiter in the 12th house: The 12th house person had felt Jupiter before they met them, whether through a dream, a desire, or a mere manifestation coming true. Jupiter is a gift to the 12th house, or a token for their past good karma. Jupiter feels like an exhilarating dream to the 12th house person, a too-good-to-be-true experience that provides them with a sweet escape from reality. Jupiter is the 12th house' person heaven on earth. The 12th house person feels like walking through a portal into the world of magic, and living in a constant state of trance with Jupiter. Jupiter is mate, and 12th house is the soul house, so Jupiter is literally the 12th house soulmate.

Like this one? I wrote about Mars house overlays but in-depth here!

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[thevoidstaredback]

Tim's Deep Dive

Enough Caffeine to Kill an Elephant Side Story

Tim frowned down at his coffee. He was right, no amount of caffeine would ever be enough again.

Phantom was right, too. Tim's heart had, in fact, stopped beating for about a minute after he took that first sip, but it was nothing he couldn't walk off. He'd also been awake for three days, but it had been a very productive three days, so jokes on everyone else!

God, he needed a nap.

'Productive' is a strong word, actually. Yeah, he'd gotten a lot of work done in those three days, but it wasn't any of the work he should've been doing, like any of the four cases he was currently working on. Yeah, he progressed them, but he wasn't focused on them.

Hyperfocus is an intense form of mental concentration or visualization that focuses consciousness on a subject, topic, or task. And currently, Tim was hyperfocusd on Phantom. Well, specifically, he'd focused on who Phantom is.

Sure, his original goal was to find the recipe for that coffee - damn it was good! - but that had quickly been derailed when he'd found the JL's records on him.

Or rather, lack thereof.

Batman knows everything there is to know about everyone. He logs it all in the Justice League Records, obviously encrypted and not all in one place, but there's nothing on Phantom.

The JLD Files had a bit more information, but not by much.

There was a picture of Phantom, obviously taken when he was mid-battle, but the town in the background was unfamiliar and old. Phantom's hair was white, but more solid looking than normal, and his eyes were purely a toxic sort of green. His suit was a black HAZMAT with white gloves, boots, collar, and decal. His features were also a lot more...human looking? Yeah. He's more human like in the picture, ignoring the glowing green where there should be blood.

Was that...Lazarus Water?

No, it's too bright. But it's definitely something similar.

Underneath the picture was the standard base of everyone's files.

Name: N/A Alias: Phantom Age: N/A D.O.B: 02-12-XXXX (Earth Calendar) Gender: Male Race: Ghost (Realms Being) Height: 5'2" Weight: N/A Location: Infinite Realms / House of Mysteries Status: Dead Personality: Introverted, kindhearted, loyal, protective, confident Powers: Sensitive to emotions, flight/levitation, invisibility, intangibility, eco blasts, basic magic History: The JLD summoned him, and he didn't leave. Zatanna Zatara offered him an official spot on the JLD Team, but he refused. He has yet to leave and works unofficially as a consultant with both the JL and JLD on Realms related problems

Tim had to give it to Phantom; he really knows how to keep himself hidden. There's almost nothing in the file on him. 'Almost' being the key word.

For one, the background of the picture. If Phantom's from anywhere the JL and affiliated teams have visited, then there'll be record of it.

Second, the specification of 'Earth Calendar'. He's from a place similar enough to their world to use their calendar, otherwise it would've been marked with the date of his home's calendar. No matter which calendar was used, though, didn't explain why the year was blocked out.

Thirdly, the file says both 'Ghost' and 'Realms Being'. According to the powerpoint Constantine presented barely two months ago, he can cross off 'ghost' as the correct term to use.

'Realms Being' makes sense if he's really from the Infinite Realms. However, why is he staying the the House of Mysteries? How can Tim get in?

'Dead' is not a ne thing to see on files like this, especially when dealing with magic, though the status doesn't normally start as Dead. Though, he's clearly able to consume substance, probably meaning that he also expels waste, but the dead can't do that. Deadman is a prime example of that fact. 'Undying' would be a better term, but that isn't quite right, either. Maybe as his race, but definitely not as his status.

The personality and powers check out from what Tim has seen and heard. Was that all there is to Phantom? That didn't seem right.

The history is what was really interesting. Phantom gets pulled from his home one day, probably to make a deal in exchange for help, and just decides to stick around? Not only that, but there's nothin before or after that. He lives in the House and works as a consultant, though he won't become a part of any team. Why? The wording is really vague, too.

Tim's always loved a good mystery.

With Speedsters, the Timeline is more of an open concept than a set path, so finding a 'when' is just a important as the 'how'.

He had the Batcomputer analyzing the photo, the only cap on time being the early nineteen-sixties when coloured cameras became much more widely available.

While that was going, he also ran the picture through facial recognition software. Phantom looked more human when this was taken, so it was probably close to when he died. (Did the dead change appearance after the fact, or did they look as they did in life? Jason suggests that they change, but he was only dead for six months, so he was probably an outlier. Then again, it's not like there's a huge sample pool for this kind of thing.)

Twenty minutes later, Tim had the results for both searches.

Amity Park, Illinois: Founded in 1690, Destroyed in 2069 An explosion, apparently. The state of Illinois converted the site to farmland, leasing it out to a couple of farmers.

Danny Phantom: First publicly appeared in mid-2004. His debut was at the local middle school, fighting a ghost named The Lunch Lady. After that, it was near daily appearances. Property damage and bystander injuries were kept to a minimum if not zero. Phantom's first recorded appearance dates back to Ancient Times, most notably in hieroglyphs alongside Anubis. All sightings of Phantom stopped in February of 2032.

Odd.

Even odder still? The second name that came up for Phantom.

Daniel James Fenton: Son of the town's ghost hunters/mad scientists. He was known for being terrified of ghosts, disappearing whenever there was a ghost attack. But, he had been sited to help Phantom run from both the Doctors Fenton and a [now disbanded] government organisation (Tim would have to make sure it was really gone, but that's a later project) called The Ghost Investigation Ward (G.I.W for short). He was quoted about altering his parents' tech so that Phantom could use it. His best friends had even been seen helping Phantom whenever they could.

If so many coincidences (seriously, try a little harder next time, okay?) weren't a dead give away, the craziest thing? Daniel looked almost exactly like Phantom.

His hair was black and his eyes sky blue, but his features were all the same. Daniel and Phantom held themselves completely differently, even dressing almost exactly opposite of each other, but it was still obvious that they're the same person.

Tim ran the facial recognition on Daniel James Fenton, giving an approximate age based on information Phantom had given willingly. Lo and behold, not even ten minutes later, Daniel J. F. Nightingale was staring at him from the screen.

Four years did almost nothing to change how he looks, but it hadn't been four years. Daniel didn't slowly fade out until he was thirty-six years old. It'd had been over a hundred years and Daniel didn't look a day over eighteen years old. Phantom looking the same makes sense because he's dead; no heartbeat or breathing. Daniel doesn't make sense because he's human, born and raised.

Medical records were shody to come by, especially for a town that had been destroyed, but it was doable. Inside, Tim found what was probably the answer to how Daniel has stayed nearly the same: An accident in his parents' lab.

Metahumans have only been recorded in the last hundred years or so. There's evidence of them existing long before that, but nothing concrete. Could Daniel be one of the first?

Tim had so many questions.

First thing's first, though: He coded the notes and put them in his personal folder. He had a hero to find.

Storyboard

[lunavnacht]

OOF....this hit me right in the feelings.

[blackkatdraws]

AHDAHHWHWAGHGAWHAHHAHAHAHHAHA OH NO! A CAMERA!! I'VE BEEN CAUGHT OFF GUARD IN MY MOST VULNERABLE MOMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Stanley hug request from @marionette-j2x!

A response from this previous post!

Ft. @blackkatdraws’ Stanley

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Final Boss!

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Idia Shroud x R.femele. (Player number)

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Ignihyde dormitory game room.

The blue light of the monitor reflected on Idia's face as he bent forward, his fingers dancing on the keyboard with a speed that would make any mortal brake. His blue locks floated more intensely, accompanying the heat of the digital battle.

- "NO, NO, NO— what do you mean she deviated from my ultimate again?! What kind of reaction is this, a perfect frame?!" - he shouted, his voice too loud for his introverted standard. - "She's a monster."

You were sitting in the corner of the sofa, lying down with your cell phone in your hands, a smile contained on your lips. Pretending disinterest, you watched the drama of your boyfriend who, as much as he was a genius, had not yet put the pieces together.

- "You're still fighting that player... what's her name again?"

- "Zero.San.666," he said with reverence and terror. "The biggest of all. The legend. The shadow that has haunted the rankings since I was 13 years old."

You turned your face, biting your lower lip to contain the laughter.

- "And how are you doing?"

- "How am I-?! I'm like the number two of the entire server and yet she destroys me! With build troll! I tried three different setups today... I was even humble! And even so she read me as if she had access to my... my source code!"

You layed on the couch, looking at him with a mischievous glow.

- "You'll see, she knows you too well."

Idia snorted and turned the chair.

- "No one knows me well. Neither in person, nor digitally. Just Ortho and... you, maybe. But you don't even play this game, so you don't count."

You laughed, and he frowned, confused by your expression.

- "What was it? You look like someone who dropped anime spoilers and didn't tell anyone."

You got up, went to him and leaned over, lightly touching the edge of the keyboard.

- "Hout if I said I know Zero.San.666?"

- "WHAT DO YOU MEAN? DO YOU EXCHANGE MESSAGES WITH HER?!"

- "Not exactly..."

You quickly typed on his notebook, accessing the same server, and logged in with your account. When the screen loaded, the name Zero.San.666 appeared at the top - with the MVP signature and the legendary avatar that only the top 3 had.

Idia froze.

Absolute silence.

Only the sound of the "ding" of the system recognizing the account and the trophies.

- "You... are... the..." - he stammered, his hair starting to sparkle in light purple, a sign of imminent emotional collapse.

You shrugged, innocent:

- "Number one champion for four years. Secret rival. Your girlfriend. Nice to meet you again, Shroud."

Idia pushed the chair back with a thud and got up so fast that she almost stumbled. The eyes were wide, the hands trembling.

- "You're the final boss. The elite. The unbeatable player who destroyed my dignity in infinite duels, and I... I KISSED YOU YESTERDAY!"

You laughed so loudly that you almost fell sitting down.

- "And you thought I wasn't going to make fun of you today..."

Idia walked in circles, muttering:

- "This is like... the biggest plot twist of school romance + shounen anime + guild betrayal. My heart wasn't programmed for THAT."

He stopped. He looked at you. A little red, a little panicked... but very impressed.

- "So... do you mean you've seen me wearing a pink rabbit skin and still kept dating me?"

You crossed your arms.

- "I thought it was cute."

He fell to his knees.

- "Marry me."

You laughed and went to him, gently pulling him back to reality with a touch on the cheek.

- "How about you beat me first, Player Two?"

Idia stared at you, her hair calming down slowly. Deep in the eyes, in addition to shock and shame, there was pure admiration. Because at that moment, he realized that:

• You were more than the understanding girlfriend.

• It was the rival who always made him want to be better.

• And, above all, he was the only person who really spoke his language.

- "...You're my final boss. And my safe checkpoint too. That's kind of unfair."

You smiled, squatting until you faced him.

- "So let's play. As a team. This time, together."

And there, between laughter, monitors and legendary avatars, Idia Shroud understood that the real game he wanted to win... was to keep you by his side.

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[fclm-huntertruman]

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🩵💙 SPARKSONG 💙🩵

And finally, after so much effort, my first Transformers OC officially has a body! ✨

The body itself is a mix between TF G1 and TF ONE. For my first time creating my own full-body TF OC, it's great! I love it! ❤️

Here's a bunch of additional information about him! 😁❤️ ↴

Sparksong has an ambiverted personality; he can be both extroverted and introverted at the same time. Like his carrier, he loves all types of music, as long as they have good lyrics 🎸🎶 He's is adventurous, loyal, kind, intelligent, skilled, fast and fun. He didn't inherit his father's infinite patience, nor his way of calculating things. Calculations aren't his strongest suit, but improvisation is. Improvisation comes naturally to him He loves and admires his creators very much. Especially his carrier, from whom he inherited almost everything He's a boy who adapts to his environment and life situations. Something he's learned since he was a sparkling is to never lose faith and the desire to keep going. If things don't go as expected, he just smiles For him, his family and friends are the most valuable thing he has He's always willing to help others He's a good listener and spy, only spying when he's working. He finds being in an office boring; he prefers to be outside looking for an adventure He tends to be a bit distracted and stubborn When he was little, they called him Sparky. (Only those closest to him called him that)

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He was born with the same condition as his carrier. He can see perfectly without his visor, but only for a short time, as afterward, everything starts to get blurry and gives him a processor ache

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As I always say in almost all of my OC's posts, this is all I'll say about him; as I redraw him, more information will appear! 😁❤️

I chose an Alt Mode similar to Jazz's for him. Jazz is the best; I love his personality. He's an amazing boy! 🎸❤️

I hope you enjoy my boy as much as I did drawing him! 🥰❤️

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First drawing here!

Sparksong & Art © FCLM-HunterTruman (Me)