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falsettoseveryday · 1 month

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marvin having the worst fashion sense

marvin wearing the sloppiest clothes right after the break up and when whizzer is in the hospital

marvin not having whizzer around to comment on his fashion sense

just some things oN My miND LaTeLY

#falsettoseveryday #falsettos #day eighteen #whizzer falsettos #marvin falsettos #whizzvin

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umweiss · 11 months

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☾ Ceremony 𖤓

I added some pink peonies as they symbolise good fortune and love--also the headcannon about Zuko tucking one in her hair in the tea shop at the end of the series...

*I may do a part two sometime to include Zuko :)

#zutara month 2023 #day eighteen #ceremony #avatar the last airbender #atla #fanart #zutara

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lady-lostmind · 6 months

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Eddie Month Day Eighteen: Journaling

@eddiemonth

#eddie munson #steddie #eddiemonth #day eighteen

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ivelovedhimthroughworse · 6 months

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Inktober 2023

Day 18 - Saddle

Baz was right, I shouldn't have bothered bringing them books and crayons. The little girls got an enormous dollhouse from Father Christmas, and Mordelia got an actual pony.

Snow For Christmas, Rainbow Rowell.

I think that the Grimm family would get their daughter a magickal pony, don't you?

#inktober #inktober 2023 #my art #simon snow series #snow for christmas #rainbow rowell #mordelia grimm #my little pony #day eighteen #saddle #and pony #random Christmas art for a Wednesday in October 😉

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nerdieforpedro · 1 month

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Day Eighteen - Colorful

Word Count: 436

Warnings: All the beskar fluff

Notes: Din Djarin’s love language screams acts of service to me. It also feels like he’d keep some places he’s been to and seen to himself. Then he might show them to someone he feels important enough to see them.

Main Masterlist / March Spring Prompts 2024 / Writing Challenge

The Razor Crest is not known for color. It’s metal so it’s silver, even its pilot, The Mandalorian is clan in silver beskar as well. The only splashes of color are from a few of Mando’s weapons, some browns, and different colors on the dashboard in the cockpit. This was when he traveled alone, before the child. Simple brown robes and an adorable green head with matching hands now were aboard the ship. A white pram carried the child to and fro. Still, the colors are simple and few. It’s nothing the bounty hunter needed to pay attention to.

Unless it dealt with a bounty or the child, it wasn’t of note to him.

When you became The Mandalorian’s partner, the colors expanded once again. He promised himself that he would not only protect you but explore the galaxy with you while on different bounties. It wasn’t something he’d really considered. He’d only thought of his coven, then his child and now you. Verdant greens and deep blues covered different plants that your trio would travel to, as well as bright oranges of flames and the crisp purples that dotted different foliage.

Mando took your hand to show you a cave that he had found a few years ago on his travels. He knew that both you and the child would enjoy the sight of it. The cave was like any other on the outside, the child was not impressed, and grunted. Mando chuckled and patted his head, leading you both deeper into the cave, he switched a light on from his helmet to assist the two of you see since his helmet took care of that for him.

When the darkness swallowed all three of you and you couldn’t see the soft glow from Mando’s shoulder pauldron anymore, he led you and the child around a corner. A soft cerulean glow was on the floor and gradually extended up a wall where an entire wall of glittery rock stood. All the streaks in it where different colors ranging from blue, yellow, green, red, orange, purple, pink, white, black, brown, and gray. It was something he’d found when he was chasing a fugitive.

The child and you stared at the various colors, Grogu reached out to touch the wall, surprised at how solid it was. The smile you and the child had on your faces made Mando proud. He would tell you both one day. Exactly why he was proud to have you both with him. Maybe soon, maybe in another few cycles. For now, the three of you would admire the colors before you together.

#pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #din djarin #din djarin fanfiction #din djarin x reader #the mandalorian #Nerdie fic #the mandalorian fanfiction #day eighteen #March Spring Prompts

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ghostly-penumbra · 11 months

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DannyMay 2023. Day Eighteen

"Grave"

Ao3

Dani lounged in her hammock enjoying the fresh spring breeze beneath the shadows of a huge oak tree with a capri-sun in hand. This place was perfect!

“You know, you could give us a hand here.” Her clonsin whined, leaning against his shovel with his face caked in mud and sweat.

“Oh my Ancients, that’s gotta be like, so rude of you.” Dani said earning the chuckles of their friends as they, with less stamina than a halfa, took a break from digging her grave. “It’s literally my funeral, my big day, and you want to put me to work?! Shame on you, Phantom!”

“Yeah, shame!” Valerie laughed before taking a big gulp of her Gatorade sitting at the edge of Ellie’s grave. She, too, was covered in grime.

“Fine! Whatever! Exploit the dead kid, see if your conscience can live with that!”

All of them groaned, and Sam said, “Yeah, I think it will. Keep at it, ghostly boy!”

#Danny Phantom #Danny Fenton #DannyMay2023 #DannyMay 2023 #dannymay #Dani Phantom #Valerie Gray #Sam Manson #day eighteen #grave #ghostly-scrypts

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fanfictasia · 4 months

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Whumpcember Day 18

Chronic Pain

Spoiler: This is an excerpt from Never Walk Alone

“Your… injuries must be treated,” Vader says, opting to change the topic entirely.

“What about yours?” Luke objects, “You’re hurt worse than me.”

“It is of little consequence,” he brushes it off. He’s used to it. It’s fine. “There are matters I must attend to right now.” Like actually trying to find a way to track down Obi-Wan in the first place, when they don’t have any leads on where the rebels are right now. (It would help, if it was something he actually wanted to do. Not that so many of the things he does are. But his wants are immaterial. They always have been.)

“That are more important than recovering?” Luke demands, dubiously.

Vader can’t remember the last time someone asked him something like that. Probably, it was Kix, years and years ago when he was getting tired of Anakin never resting, no matter how injured he was. “Yes.”

“I don’t see what could be,” he says, a little sullenly.

“The galaxy is at war, Luke.” And that chaos is something he does intend to bring to an end.

“Fine,” Luke huffs, still scowling fiercely, “I can go first only if you’re actually going to treat it after that, regardless of whatever important matters you need to deal with.” He doesn’t really know how to feel about someone… acting like this towards him. It’s been so long he no longer remembers what it was like. But he doesn’t want Luke to worry about him needlessly, no matter how used to the constant pain he is. “Very well,” he concedes, finally. He’ll do as Luke asks, if it’s still an option by then.

#star wars #star wars fanfiction #fanfiction #whumpcember #whumpcember 2023 #whumpcember day 18 #whumpcember day eighteen #day eighteen #day 18 #darth vader #vader #luke skywalker #luke #vader and luke #angst #hurt/comfort #family #chronic pain

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feferi-daily · 4 months

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Day ---EIG)(T-E-EN!

I GLUB grubburgers. 380~

#feferi daily #day eighteen #feferi #homestuck #homestuck feferi #homestuck fanart #feferi peixes fanart #feferi peixes #feferi fanart #jermaposting sorry 38P

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draconli · 6 months

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Dragon Elves Day 18: Werewolf

"Yes, you can checkout. No, only the books; I'm already taken."

Now for the girlfriend to the vampire.

Sorry for the late post as stuff came up yesterday!

#ink #art #sketch #illustration #oc #dragon elves #october #october prompt #prompt #day 18 #day eighteen #werewolf

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orionsbowie · 2 years

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I'm only a little late in posting this 😅

These were really fun to do, and I hope you enjoy them!

#inktober #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #inktober2022 #im just doing inktober but making it rise yk?#turtle tots #mikey #Raph #Donniex2 #leo #day seventeen #day eighteen #scrape #salty #This was completely self indulgent

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fenimores-book-nook · 3 months

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day 18 // a lil' life update :)

dates written : January 16th/17th - 2024, Tuesday/Wednesday

Well! It has been quite a while since I last wrote, hasn't it? Exactly two weeks, dang. So, I thought about just doing more of a life update for this one. ;) Which will probably, basically still be about self focusing.

!! WARNING !! I will be using a lot of photos. ;)))

Well, at the start of the month I had some friend hand outs I went to. My bestie since grade school and I hung out together finally, we don't see each other too often since she's still in school; senior year of high school, which is a very busy year. Or it was for me.

One of our favorite things to do that we've done since we became friends and "hangouts" were a thing for us, is dressing up to different, fun themes! So we did that again, bringing back old memories. :,) The theme above is: Going to a 1882 French Play. Very specific, I know. But that makes it more fun.

I had two more friend hangouts after, one was with some of my "once in a while friends." Like the friends you get together with once in a while. One of my close friends is involved in those hangouts, though, which I'm very grateful for since at times I feel like I don't completely fit with the group. But she helps. :) And I'm not saying my other friends are bad, they aren't, and I do like seeing them every now and then.

Speaking of that one close friend I mentioned:

Okay, okay, let me give context. At this group hangout, it was with my closer friends, for one friend's 19th birthday. One of the games we played was called "Stir the Pot." Which is a fun game, but it can be a little iffy sometimes. You just gotta remember it's a game. But me and another friend didn't want to be too mean, so we played more mellow cards.

Now, the photo context: one friend got this card to give to someone and during their time of debating who to give it to, Zainah and I (the one in the white dress) were being incredibly silly and laughing while Zainah was trying to pour some coca-cola into a cup. So the card ended up going to both of us which was probably the core highlight of the night, because we both absolutely lost it together.

Getting into the topic of all things books-of course-I got another bookshelf! I currently have three, but one of them is a very small one, and the other one is about half the size of the one in the photo, with less shelf room. So obviously, I need more book space. AND- I got this one for free! It used to be from someone my family knew that she was going to throw out. So with the help of my brother and virtual encouragement of my sister, we spent a day fixing it up and putting it in my room! The next day I shelved books and decorated it. :)

One of the books I'm making my way through is Live by Sadie Robertson. It's a really amazing book for me to read right now, it's helping with my faith and also gives me comfort! I really like Sadie's style of writing, so I'm enjoying this one. :) I have also been doing a study in Psalm too, I read at least one chapter a day, or at least, I try to. Focusing on myself has really helped me focus on my relationship with God too. It's been a rough time in the past, but it's better now. <3

Before I get too invested in talking more about my self focusing journey, some last minute things: it has been very cold here in good ol' Kansas. We've been getting a lot of snow and when, yes, it is so pretty and I love snow, I am SO ready for spring weather. But a cool thing that I was able to do, because it was so cold, is walk on a frozen lake! (or pond, my park ranger brother would know, haha) My parents and I visited my brother at his work where he's a park ranger and my brother and I walked along the edge of the lake! It was so cool to see all the frozen things beneath me. The little feather lookin' things on top of the water are frozen leaves! Even if it was freezing and I definitely should've worn boots, it was beautiful.

The other day, my mom and I went to one of our small town coffee shops; I can't remember exactly what drink I got but it was super good. I've come to really love that place and their drinks. :) When we got back home, Mom made a pot of tea and it was just a nice cozy day. It had started to snow and became very windy on the way home, so I'm glad we left when we did. It was a good day to just chill and hang out with my mom. :) <3

Back to some *new-ish* self focusing/discovery things!

(I hope you like my very well thought out title) ;p

So, a little bit of backstory: some people might remember, if you read my posts when I first joined tumblr, I would write some things about the Aspec/AroAce* community. Those posts are not up anymore, the reason being is that I stopped identifying as AroAce. But what I didn't realize until now is the real reason why I stopped identifying as AroAce. The reason I had thought why I stopped is, that I felt like I could/did (wanted to) experience romantic or sexual attraction. So, really, I was like: I was wrong (I was sad), I want a romantic relationship (do you, though? really think about it bro). I left the label behind, not wanting anything to do with it. I wanted to feel those attractions and when I thought about how I couldn't, I would feel really sad about it. How I would end up alone (which is not a bad thing) and my friends would all leave me behind to live lives with their romantic partners (my overthinking brain was telling me these things). I felt extremely lonely. That's when society's ideas and views on the Aspec community/labels started contorting my own. I started believing society's thoughts on it and thought that I just needed to stop being sad and how to do that was to ditch the AroAce label. (which, in some cases/for some people, ditching labels helps, but for me, labels can help me understand who I am and why I feel/think the way that I do)

Little did I know that the reason why I felt so sad every time I thought about being AroAce wasn't because I'm AroAce, but because of what society says about the Aspec community. I let those false ideas and thoughts into my head when I should've been kicking them to the curb. BUT! We all learn from mistakes and honestly, I think that it wasn't a complete mistake for me to stop identifying as AroAce. Because NOW, I have a much better understanding of myself and my identity, and some of it comes from me attempting to hide who I really am back then. (I say "back then," but it was really only a couple months ago)

Of course, I'm still working through my self acceptance and self discovery, but really, me realizing that I'm Aspec-again-couldn't come at a better time! It has helped me focus more on myself as well as help me discover more about myself. :) Earlier this week I had an amazing realization that God's timing really is perfect. If I wouldn't have been thinking about my Aspec identity, I probably would be struggling more to focus on myself. So it works out great!

*Aromantic Asexual - a person does not experience, or rarely experiences romantic or sexual attraction. There are many different kinds of AroAce and countless ways on how to be AroAce, and none of them are wrong! It just depends on the person and how they identify with their own Aspec identity. (Aspec definition in photo above)

(AroAce art from pinterest) The AroAce flag are those colors, if you didn't know. ;) (though, there are many different versions of the flag)

As you might've already gathered, I used to identify as "AroAce," now, I think I prefer "Aspec." I feel like Aspec is more broad than what AroAce is, in my own opinion. Honestly? I don't know exactly where I land on the Aromantic Asexual spectrum. And that's okay! I'm actually okay with that now. I'm fine with just doing my own research at my own pace, wanting to think about my Aspec identity as much as I want to. :) I had so much trouble accepting and loving my Aspec identity before and I'm not going to let that happen again. If later down the road, I decide it isn't a label for me, then okay! IDENTITY IS FLUID! Which can be very frustrating at times, but it's a beautiful thing too. :)

And now you see why I wanted to wait until the end to talk about my self focusing things: I have a LOT to say. So, don't be surprised if I have more Aspec-focused posts coming out! The world needs more Aspec representation!! Plus, I like writing about it. ;)

One last photo of my doggo, Charlie who got a haircut the other day and my mom brought him to our shop. He approves. ;)

I hope you enjoyed my life update! And if you didn't, well, no offense, but I don't really care. I do these writings for myself because I enjoy doing them. :)

And, if you are a fellow Aspec, remember that there is a place for you in this world! It is a wonderful and beautiful thing to be a part of this community. You and how you feel are valid, no matter who you are or how you identify.

Until next time,

Thalia <3

#life update #day eighteen #focusing on me writing series #aroace #aspec #identity #luv urself :)

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hoodies-n-cola · 2 years

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@eddtober Day 18 - Saloonatics

Behold the sweet Miss Laura, a disgruntled young woman doing what it takes to survive in the wild west, and her paid bandit companion, Hell's Bells

#bit late cause of work but oh well #my art #eddsworld #eddtober #eddtober 2022 #day eighteen #saloonatics #ew laurel #ew hellucard

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chasingmidnights · 4 months

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'Tis the Season: Holiday Special

Day 18 - Andy Barber - what the holidays might look like with Andy Barber. Andy surprises you with a trip to the tropics for the holidays. After all of the hard work that the two of you put in, he thought it would be nice to get away to relax. At first you were a little unsure, knowing you would miss your family and all of the snow but when you finally agreed and got there, you were instantly happy about this idea. The trip was filled with several fun activities. You never in a million years thought you would be spending your favorite holiday on a yacht, let alone in the tropics and enjoying a five star meal with you favorite person.

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awhitehead17 · 2 years

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Whumptober 2022: Day 18 - Let’s break the ice

Prompt: “Just get it over with.”

Summary: A person can only handle so much at a time until it all becomes too much to deal with. For Tim, he’s reached the end of his line and has decided that he’s done with everything.

A/N: Warnings for suicidal thoughts and references to self-harm. Don't read if it makes you uncomfortable.

Tim knows he’s at his breaking point. He doesn’t know how much longer he can keep going but he definitely knows that he's had enough. It’s not just that he's had enough of this situation but in fact that he’s had enough of everything. He’s tired. He’s done.

The last few months have been the hardest months of Tim’s life. From the amount of people he’s lost, to losing his team, to getting into devastating arguments with his “family” and to being almost killed several times. He’s had enough.

He doesn’t know how to keep going, or even if he wants to anymore. What's the point? He doesn’t have anything to live for. Dick’s made sure of that, as well as the brat. The stuck up brat that he’s currently fighting with, probably the fifth fight that week and it’s only Wednesday…

Raising his staff up Tim blocks a strike from above, their weapons collide nosily and the impact sends vibrations through Tim’s arms. Opposite him, Damian lets out a growl and bounds away for a quick breather. Tim himself takes a deep breath before repositioning himself defencelessly.

The kid’s upset and angry with him, again, and Tim has no idea what he's done this time to deserve a full force attack from him. This is what he’s tired and bored of. The kid constantly attacks him, sometimes for no reasons, just out of the blue Damian would try and kill him or at least fatally wound him. Other times Tim would in fact goad him, wanting a fight to blow off steam or something that’ll help to clear his mind. It’s not exactly healthy but it occasionally does the trick.

This particular fight however is one that Damian’s just pounced on him for no good reason. Thankfully Tim’s taken initiative to always carry around his bo-staff just in case this exact thing happens.

Damian lunges and Tim steps to the side, using his staff he bats the sword away before spinning around and aiming a kick at Damian’s leg. The impact of his strike causes Damian to lose balance and before the kid could right himself, Tim is there delivering a blow to the centre of his back which has him dropping to the floor. Tim wisely steps back a few paces and allows Damian to scramble up to his feet.

The kid turns to him, seething with resentment, and Tim looks back with a bored expression. Damian is currently fighting with raw emotion, it’s clouding his judgement and making it rather easy to beat him. Tim appreciates his abilities, as a ten year old Damian is an exceptional fighter, but he still lacks that restraint and experience someone older has. If Tim truly wants to he could end Damian, maybe not easily but if Tim really went for it he would be the standing victor between them.

However Tim is tired. He's done. He can’t be bothered to keep playing the same song over and over again. What’s the point? What is Damian getting out of this?

When the kid lunges again, this time Tim lets him get a hit in. He pretends to be too slow to dodge and not prepared enough to counterattack. The blow lands on Tim’s side and he relishes in the instant ache that develops. Tim allows the second blow to land, this time a slash to his side with Damian’s sword which gives him a sharp stinging sensation that he appreciates. Gradually Tim allows Damian to get more and more hits against him, Tim’s pretending that he’s tiring out, that his movements are growing sloppy as they continue to fight. He still occasionally makes sure to land a blow to show he’s still fighting but they are far and few in between.

As Tim was so wrapped up in his thoughts and not really invested in the fight, he genuinely completely missed the kid sneaking behind up and landing a blow against the centre of his back. Getting caught off guard Tim stumbles forward and Damian doesn’t hesitate to take his legs out from underneath him, Tim lands hard on the floor and gets winded from the impact. Not wasting a moment Damian climbs on top of him and goes to town on his face.

One punch after another, Damian lands blows against his cheeks, nose, lips and temples. By the end of the battering Tim could feel blood dripping down his face from where his skin has spilt open, he’s bruised, swollen and his entire body is going numb from the attack.

This is when Damian finally realises that Tim is no longer fighting back. Something clicks in the ten-year-old’s mind that Tim isn’t defending himself here, that he isn’t fighting to knock the kid off of him. He's simply letting Damian deliver the blows without protest.

Tim comes back to the present when he no longer feels Damian punching him. Looking up at the kid through blurred vision he finds Damian still above him with his fist raised as if he’s about to punch him again but for some reason he’s not moving, Damian is staring down at him with a confused frown and this is the first time Tim seen him show some hesitancy.

Damian’s expression soon turns into a scowl. “Why aren’t you fighting back Drake?”

Feeling blood pool in his mouth, Tim turns to the side to spit it out before answering the kid. “Does it matter?” When he speaks his voice is hoarse and croaky. His beaten voice simply reflecting on his physical state. “You’re getting what you want.”

“I want you to fight me!”

Tim doesn’t move. He doesn’t say anything.

His silence angers Damian and Damian delivers the blow he had previously withheld, Tim’s head snaps to the side and by the time he’s straightened up Damian is there with his sword pressed against his throat.

In a moment of darkness, Tim leans into the blade. Allowing the sharp edge to press against his skin further. “Do it.”

Damian blinks at him. Clearly Tim’s submission isn’t something he expected. If his face wasn’t so swollen Tim would have raised an eyebrow, why is Damian so reluctant to kill him now. Is it because Tim is no longer fighting him? Is it because he’s asking for it?

“Don’t be a coward! Fight me!” As the kid screams his demands Tim doesn’t even flinch. Any fucks he’s given are long gone.

He’s not a coward, but he’s given up. After losing everything Tim finds he doesn’t have the willpower to go on anymore. His dad, Bart, Stephanie, Bruce, Kon… Tim's even lost Dick because of this brat, how is he supposed to carry on when he’s so alone.

He doesn’t want to.

Pressing further into Damian’s sword, this time actually feeling the blade cut his throat, he makes eye contact with the kid. “Just get it over with. Kill me!”

For a second Tim thought he was going to do it. For a second Tim felt peace wash over him. However his feelings are flipped around when instead of slicing his throat Damian removes the blade from his throat. He goes even further and gets up off Tim and stares down at him in shock and confusion. His moves make Tim angry, Damian’s been trying to kill him for months and now Tim is letting him do it he refuses to.

“You’re an unworthy opponent Drake. There is no honour in ending your life when you refuse to fight for it.”

With that comment, Damian walks away from him. Leaving Tim blinking at his retreating form as he disappears out of his sight.

Once the kid’s gone, Tim doesn’t know what to do with himself. He lies there bloody and beaten on the floor, unable to move as he finally feels the pain radiating right through his core. Eventually he feels his consciousness slipping and the last thing he thinks about as his eyes close is wondering if he would be lucky enough to not wake up again.