Could you teach me how to break down with elegance?

And who could forget dear rat boy !!!

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Our Flag Means Death

S1 Episodes 1 , 4 , 6, 7 (<- links to OG)

INPRNT

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As the flames of the fire before them began to fade, The Blaze shoved her sword into the wood with a rough stab, watching the fire explode throughout the wood and awaken the red puffball on the other side of the fire. “Gwah! Y-You scared me again, Blaze! Wh-Why do you keep shoving your sword into the fire?? Y-You really just need to poke it lightly.”

The Blaze glanced up from the fire, staring at the red puffball rather coldly. Then again, with her mask on, all of her glances and stares looked cold. “Sorry,” She said flatly, allowing her sword to go out and disappear. The puffball reached up to his brown hat and tugged it down some. “Uhm…why do you stab the fire with so much force…?” He pressed his red gloves together. The Blaze just sat back on the grass, stretching and burning an ant she saw by lighting her finger up and squishing it. “There’s a lot to be angry about in the worlds, Glaze.”

“I think you mean…” Glaze trailed off, remembering The Blaze could travel through dimensions and had been to directly assist Glaze in moving away from his crazy family. “Never mind, I forgot you uhm…” The Blaze shook her head. “It’s fine. It’s an easy thing to forget. My whole thing is fire after all,” She raised her skeletal hand, watching the fire on it. Glaze gripped his hands, watching the blood drip down her arm.

“It…seriously doesn’t hurt wh-when you do that…?” Glaze asked, sitting up a little. “I-It makes me all squishy and sick-y inside..” Glaze messed with his paws. “Of course seeing blood makes you feel that way. Blood isn’t typically something Toons see. Just like how humans aren’t typically supposed to be given magic,” The Blaze lowered her head to stare into the flames before realizing that Glaze asked her a question. “Oh…no…it stopped hurting forevers ago. I have already destroyed all of my nerves around my hands. All that’s being charred now is the bones.”

Glaze then asked another question, “If…you can make a portal to anywhere, why haven’t you just…made a portal directly to ToonTown?” Glaze moved around the flames to join by The Blaze’s side. “Sometimes, the adventure is more fun than the actual destination. Sometimes a walk helps heal all injuries, so, we’re walking. My bet is we’ll be there by tomorrow evening.” The Blaze stared up at the stars.

“...I’m starting to realize I never really got your name, Blaze. You call yourself The Blaze. Do you…go by a different name too?” Glaze asked, staring up at her cold mask as she stared into the fire. Glaze could’ve swore he could see eyes behind her mask but he wasn’t too sure. “‘Too’?” The Blaze raised her head a bit and turned her head slightly towards Glaze.

“Uhm…yeah, gwah…m’family’s nuts. I don’t like candy though so..I go by Glaze D. Donut instead of..” Glaze groaned and rolled his eyes, “Bluu Razzberi.” The Blaze only hummed and looked back at the fire, almost entranced by it.

“Glaze,” Hearing The Blaze say his name directly instead of ‘Puffball’ or ‘Toon’ caught Glaze off guard. He flinched and looked up at The Blaze. She was now directly staring at Glaze with the cold eyes of the mask. Honestly, Glaze began to shake. “When you’ve been artificially enhanced to be around much, much longer than you’re supposed to be, being called by a name that’s not yours, you tend to forget your real name. For all I know, I’ve been known as The Blaze all my life. Any documents having my real name and family were burned up in the massacre.”

“I…don’t believe you’ve ever told me in full what ‘The Massacre’ was. Could you-,” “It was a day full of death. There’s a reason I’m called The Blaze. They all found out that day too. I don’t share details like that with people I’ll never see again,” The Blaze gestured towards Glaze, not even seeing him frown at the comment. “All you need to know is I’m known as The Blaze, I was human and I have…regretfully, committed a massacre,” The Blaze dipped her head closer to the fire. “There’s this tiny part of me that wishes I had escaped peacefully. That part says I went Overkill. That part says they all had families too. …I don’t know how to feel about it. I can’t even remember how long ago the massacre was. I lost count of the years I’ve been around. I’ve lost count of the years it's been since the massacre. Someone took a torch to my brain long ago, burnt up a memory for everyone I hurt and a memory for everything I destroyed.”

Glaze just…sighed and grew closer to the fire before using his large, donut spotted hat as a pillow and fell asleep next to the large fire. The Blaze just sighed. She would sleep too but she didn’t know these plains. Everything could be a threat. Keep your guard up. No one will ever hurt you again if you’re always ready.

‘But you haven’t slept in centuries. You need it ⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️, please…please just sleep. I don’t need it. I didn’t need it then. I don’t need it now…Glaze could never protect me. I need to protect him until we get to…whatever ToonTown is. I’ll need to hide my hands or…maybe not enter the town at all. I do not need to spread panic. He’s like- what? 23? 34? 19? …Whatever, I don’t know how Toon ages work and I’m not about to do the math for a puffball I’ll never see again.’

‘You need a break, ⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️, please? I don’t care that I need a break…I’ll rest when I’m dead. But…you’re immortal. My point exactly, ⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️. And we don’t know if we won’t return to this place. Remember that other puffball? ⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️⬜️? No, I don’t. At least not by name. Well, w-we saw her multiple times! How does a puffball without dimensional magic even get into so many worlds and get lost like that? I liked her, she was nice despite her somehow dating that other puffball. The planet destroyer? Hmfp, I remember him, that was a fun fight. I felt alive for once. I felt like I could attack him however much I wanted and he wouldn’t explode into flames. Eeeeeeh, he did once but only got coated in ash! Oh yeah, he was a manga character from a light hearted world, someone like that wouldn’t die. Or explode into fire and ash.’

‘So, you really don’t feel safe enough to sleep? Even with years of exhaustion on your shoulders? I don’t. And I won’t be taking a snooze at ToonTown either. You never know with those guys…Toons are typically unpredictable. Always will be. But Glaze-? Who cares about him? He’s going to ToonTown and he’ll be out of my scarred hands soon…And I won’t miss him! I didn’t miss the other ones- ALL I am is a hopeless wraith that carries people to other worlds as they need!’ The Blaze hadn’t noticed but some bugs and bits of loose dirt began to float a little around her as traces of orange, burning tears dripped out of her mask. ‘Now shut. up. I don’t need you…’

And with that, The Blaze sat through the night, watching the fire and…when it came close to burning out, she lightly poked the fire, watching the grass and wood sizzle for a moment before crackling into soft flames.

new fic: a dog-eared map

dorlily, 6.1k words - fluff (light angst)

summary: “dorcas is living out of her pickup truck after losing her job and her apartment. she doesn’t know to where she’s driving until she comes across a rest stop in bismarck with a certain overwhelmed redheaded waitress that makes her feel a way she hasn’t felt in years.”

I love Warren sm and nothing bad ever happens to him

One last taste of summer ☀️👙🌊

FACE by Jimin - the new album out 24.3.23!

(fanart by me!- @artandevermore on insta <3)

A sketch I did a while ago

one day, in a thousand years

Take them. Take them before I regret everything and delete it all— /j

Fbsjfnksnf you have no idea the anxiety I have plowed through to get this out there it has been REALLY HARD FOR SOME REASON. BUT. Here they be. Some kind of intro to a Rise Dragon AU that I’ll definitely need to name one day that is not today.

It won’t be a very big AU. Very Leo Centric if you can’t tell… what can I say I have a favorite and it shows. I just thought it would be something neat I could tamper with in between other things, like Undertale stuff and the Ghost Leo AU. All of which I will come back to. At some point.

ANYWHO yes this is all modern day New York, I liked messing with the plot more than coming up with a whole new fantasy world sue me. I’m thinking Draxum still tried to make an army, but was foiled way before he could really begin. Before that, tho, he was ALSO trying to revive the ancient yokai species of dragons, with two successful specimens so far… but all four were snatched when Splints escaped. One dragon, three eggs.

There’s a lot more to that but that’s the basic bitch summary for now. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Oh and don’t trust the height ref there, this one is more accurate:

I saw @kittpunk144 and @lhemmaart draw this crossover, so I decided to join in :)

The King’s orders are absolute ⚔️

my full illustration for the @shadow-zine!

DPXDC Prompt #24

10 year old Danny Fenton doesn’t have any friends and he wishes with all his heart that he did, his parents didn’t pay much attention to him paying more attention to the ghost portal they’ve almost completed. His sister was too overbearing and acted more like a mother than a friend. So one night he speaks out into the sky with his window open,

“I don’t know if anyone is listening but if you are can we be friends?”

little does he know Superman who recently got his super-hearing hears him.

“Yes I will” Superman replies to himself.

Superman listens to Danny every night as he talks about his life. A month goes by and the portal is complete but it doesn’t work. Danny goes inside after his parents aren’t home… He’s electrocuted and screams the pain’s unbearable. Superman flies straight to him hearing the screams of his friend.

When Danny comes to he’s looking straight at Superman.

“Danny!! Are you OK?”

“How do you know my name??”

regrown