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prosperdemeter2 · 10 months

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Teaser Tuesday - waves

Technically, the first time Sophia met Buck was at Eddie’s shield ceremony. He had been sitting at his own table with his sister, his entire left leg had been covered in a cast, and Adriana had leaned across the table to whisper to Sophia that that was the firefighter that had been blown up and stuck under a truck. Abuela had smacked her arm and told her very sternly not to gossip. Christopher had brought him an extra piece of cake. And Eddie had held on, even then, with a tighter grip around his waist than was necessary. Sophia hadn't thought anything of it, Eddie was good at putting on a show and they had just buried his wife a few days before. "He's my best friend," Eddie had said in explanation and Sophia had taken it as fact with a tiny little shrug. She reached over and stuck her finger in his frosting, stealing an entire clump of it with a twisted smile.

He grunted in offense but didn't move to stop her.

"He's my best friend," Eddie said years later, although much less earnestly and more like he was trying to remind himself, as Buck tried to put together a crib without the instructions in their Abuela’s living room.

Sophia didn't bother stifling a laugh, a hand resting on her slightly protruding belly as the baby inside it shifted and rolled and tried to rearrange her internal organs. “You could go stop him.”

Eddie looked at her incredulously. “Do I look like I have a death wish?” In all honesty, Eddie had actually started building the crib and given up when he couldn’t find the little baggy of screws it had come with. Sophia had teased him about it but it wasn’t like she was any better. She had abandoned the work to her nephew and future brother-in-law all too happily and chose to, instead, eat another pickle and mayonnaise sandwich. It was a little hilarious to watch Buck work, actually. Christopher had given up after an hour of frankly impressive eye-rolling and was instead lounging on the couch with his Switch. Buck kept getting distracted - squirrel brain, Eddie called it much too fondly. One second he’d be using the little hand wrench to screw in a leg and the next he’d be pulling out his phone to switch a song and scrolling through his social media feeds.

“You could help him.” Sophia tried with a nudge of her shoulder into his back. “Tio Eddito should be being helpful, not judgemental.”

“Tio Eddito,” Eddie countered with a comical pout. “Doesn’t even know what his fiance is doing.”

“I lost the screwdriver!” Buck bemoaned miserably and dropped back down on his back to sprawl on the floor.

Christopher twitched his leg and frowned down at him. “It’s on the mantle.”

“Why is it on the mantle?” Buck asked the ceiling fan.

“Because you put it there.” Christopher said patiently. Impatiently. It was hard to tell with a particularly moody fourteen year old. Sophia chuckled and carefully stepped around the mess in Abuela’s living room to grab the screwdriver and toss it down to him. It nearly smacked him in the face but Buck caught it with a grin. Eddie was the one that shot her a warning look.

“No more hospital visits, por favor.”

“I was aiming for the head.” Sophia teased.

She was not, in fact, aiming for the head.

Sophia hadn’t really had an opinion on Buck for a long time. He had popped up in stories every now and then, be it from Christopher or Eddie. He had seemed a bit mythical, actually. He seemingly appeared out of nowhere with everything her brother ever needed in his hands - a home health aide friend, a bubbly personality, and an unwavering loyalty. He was funny, deceptively smart, and the exact opposite of her brother in just as many ways as he was the same. Sophia hadn’t really thought he was real, honestly, until his name was lighting up Eddie’s phone after Shannon’s funeral and her brother disappeared with Christopher in another room for an hour. She had thought it was a little rude, just like Adriana had, that he hadn’t bothered showing up for the services but Sophia hadn’t known, not the way that Adriana seemed to by Eddie’s scowl alone.

It hadn’t been fair of her, then, to have that thought for him. Buck had, after all, been in a hospital undergoing several surgeries. And then he had been home for two days, high off of a ridiculous cocktail of painkillers, and standing with his sister’s concerned and ready hands outstretched to catch him if he fell, wrapping himself around her brother like he was the only thing worth standing for. Sophia didn’t know how she hadn’t noticed it then, really. Looking back on it, they had always been painfully obvious.

#buddie #day by day #why not start doing this #teaser tuesday #sophia diaz #eddie diaz #evan buckley #911 fic

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trentskis · 4 months

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#maybe its bcus im on my period but why do i want to start crying at this

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cozylittleartblog · 6 days

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"content creator" is a corporate word.

we are artists.

#anti ai #fuck ai #artists on tumblr #please do not call me or any artist a content creator #i'm an artist. a fanartist. a designer. but not a content creator #ai clowns in my replies will be deleted and blocked without response so do not waste your breath #you are not an 'artist' for generating an image any more than you are a chef for ordering from a restaurant. someone Else did the work.#owen dennis just deleted all his blue sky stuff again and i hate that he does that because he makes such interesting comments #about the entertainment industry lmao i need to just. start screenshotting every smart thing he says #anyway thats why i decided to finally make this when its been sitting in drafts for a few months #owen dennis #edit - if you dont know who owen dennis is he's the creator of one of the best animated series of the last 20 years (Infinity Train)#he's very open about talking about art and the entertainment/animation industry on social media and in his newsletter and hes so cool 4 it

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mortuarybees · 10 months

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same people crying about ups drivers winning $42/hour are the same people who dismiss unions and say they just take your money and don't do anything for you. Bet you'd like $42/hour!!!!!!!

#not to discount the experiences of workers like those part of the national nurses united union #who are working to unseat corrupt and ineffective union staff who have not been representing their members #but a union is made up of its members and if you dont like what your union is doing there are avenues to get involved #also! a union's power comes from its membership numbers. if youre working at a union site and youre not a member. well.#why do you love management so much #and if your workplace isnt unionized. well. there hasnt been a better time in a century to get started #henry speaks

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onesidedradiostatic · 2 months

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stayed gone but you're the sinners watching/listening

(AKA I spend an unnecessary amount of time editing)

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wispscribbles · 29 days

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you know the art you made of Soap "accidentally" giving Ghost a kiss before going on a mission? (before they started dating) what do you think happened when Soap came back from the mission? :3c

follow up to this post

They start dating of course! <3

#ask #anon ask #u were so right to ask for a follow up to this one #ghostsoap #soapghost #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #soap x ghost #ghoap #doodle #cod fanart #my art #soap has been mortified the whole mission #like blowing stuff up and doing his job while internally having a constant monologue of ‘why did I do that??? will everything change now??’#just gay panic while war crimin’#meanwhile ghost has just been waiting to kiss soap back 😌#this comic is the 6323489th time i've smooshed them together and made them start dating. its still fun!

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bigfatbreak · 1 month

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Birds of a Feather previous / next

#my art #feralnette au #birds of a feather #long tags #sorry I went apeshit in the tags #LETS SAY IT ALL TOGETHER NOW #I - M - A - G - OOOOOOOOO #its fun drawing marinette's back to Alya and having her appear stout and unstoppable and totally logical #and then you see her face and she's like two seconds from completely snapping and is keeping it together by a thread #as a note just because mari feels very certainly abt smth doesnt mean she's right. feelings can be valid and also irrational #in the throes of grief she decided it was better to be alone than to lose someone again so she started pulling away #and lila made pulling away very very very easy to do #shes also vaguely aware she's being unfair in pinning this on alya which is why she started spinning the drain on cockmoth again #legitimately all the shit that's happened to her wouldn't have been so catastrophic if he was never in the picture and she knows it #but the bitterness of her bestie choosing a fantastic liar over her at the worst of times stiiiiiings #alya's personal timing was bad but lila really took advantage of the fact that marinette had been acting off and weird #she basically clocked marinette as being unstable from SOMETHING and made up a lie about her #knowing she wouldn't have the strength to defend herself #between her social life going tachy bc of lila and losing fu in a way that felt like personhood death marinette was really put on the spot #and alya doing her thing of busting in there and assuming her bias is correct was a terrible combo #essentially marinette is highly unstable and alya is just realizing that #busting in and giving her a lecture when she's slightly hysterical and definitely delirious from exhaustion is NOT the way #to show her she's self sabotaging #cuz thats just gonna make her double down on self sabotaging. bc marinette will not accept that she is also a CHIIIIILD

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zosanbrainrot · 3 months

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I'm not just cooking, i'm baking a whole ass CAKE

not 100% happy with the design but I wanted to get it out of my system, I went for darker and more muted colors for Zoro while still utilizing the usual elemnts of his outfit like the sash and the haramaki. also the color palette for the full outfit turned out very tasty, like it makes me think of chocolate and sweets. not sure about the use of haramaki though, I feel like it makes the proportions a bit awkward when everything else is dark, but it does make the shirt fold nicely so I may keep it in the end

now that I'm further into WCI I think I should add a suit version as well for the wedding bit hmmm

My idea for this is after coming to Big Mom's territory and fighting her commanders they get to the Germa carriage just like in canon. Zoro watches Sanji fight Luffy, restraining himself from interfering. He respects Luffy's decision to not fight Sanji back, but the moment Luffy gets knocked down it's Zoro's turn to try and bring the cook around and he's not gonna hold back

a very tense fight ensues

#I have a comic for the fight in my head but I'm gonna need time I have so many artworks started lmaooo #amazing that tomorrow is Sunday #have a whole another day before monday and going back to work #and I dont have to do anything!!#anyway #my art #zosan #zoro #roronoa zoro #sanji #whole cake island #whole cake arc #wci #one piece fanart #one piece #fun fact: I was coloring the top pic while having an evening mode on my screen and I didn't realize it #but I liked it with that filter so much that I recriated it at the end thats why it has them juicy sunset colors #wci zoro au

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stuckinapril · 4 months

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friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me

#It’s just so different #even though it’s public it still feels secret and safe. i feel comfy sharing a lot more on here than I do in my actual day to day life lol #in my head I’m also just speaking to myself 90% of the time which helps #if a friend off tumblr saw my thoughts I’d feel so weird ab it #esp bc they might get the vagueposting about certain situations and tell mutual friends #no thank u. this is for me. I’m not about to start censoring my thoughts bc someone I know knows my tumblr #u guys literally saw me have LIVE BREAKDOWNS #meanwhile I’ll have the worst fucking day in history and tell no one about it. I’m already cripplingly private but way more so in real life #this is basically a low stress journaling outlet for me. it’s so important for me to maintain the separation #like this is actually my diary & has been so handy for letting out emotions / articulating thoughts / staying on track !!#& I’ve met so many kind people on here who actually get me. which is so hard to find irl bc I’m surrounded by pre-med gunners/overachievers #who are by standard not very good w emotion & can be competitive/judgmental. or at least it’s hard for me to be vulnerable in front of them #and I’m part of that crowd so I reserve my emotions only to a handful of very close friends #it’s nice to hop on here and express negative emotions!! or positive emotions!! just whatever I want and it’s low stress and people get me #I don’t have to worry about judgment or competitiveness etc etc #like everyone on here is so kind & nice & understanding. & just a breath of fresh air from the types I run w. it’s just nice to have this #so idk that’s why I think I’ll always be strict about keeping the worlds separate. it just works #p

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that-one-weird-cloud0 · 4 months

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Danny: *just chilling on the couch while being very still™️ at the Wayne Manor*

Clark: *comes to visit*

Clark: hey Bruce?

Bruce: yes?

Clark: why is there a dead child in your living room?

Bruce: what 0-0

Danny: oh shit

Danny: *starts up heartbeat* better?

Clark: *even more freaked out*

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originalartblog · 3 months

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Apparently much-needed reminder that reposting artists' art (by saving the images or screenshotting them and reuploading them yourself) on other platforms without the artists' expressed permission and without credit is theft and an insult to their passion and craft. You are profiting (in views, in attention, in feedback) from someone else's work and ideas, who do not get that feedback for sharing their creation.

If you are an art reposter, you are a thief and I have no respect for you.

#learn basic internet etiquette i am begging but also holding a knife. yes i'm mad. more about others than myself.#do you know how many artists i have seen leave social media because their art started being reposted all over?#tip: way too fucking many #i've had many people tell me about people reposting my art on tiktok #no one ever asked to repost my art on tiktok. ever. they just save super fried bad crunchy jpegs of my art and repost them #they get 20k likes and don't even bother naming me #also a reason i started signing my name more legibly and why my blog web address is always there but apparently no one can even read that #a few people got an ok for translations on other platforms though #i'm going to be annoying with this post and reblog it a few times to try to catch the people who apparently need to be told #tiny skk adventures #nawy's comics #nawy's doodles #apparently those are reposters' favourites so here look at this

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lazylittledragon · 1 month

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hey idk which anxious pre-t babe needs to hear this but i didn't get to when i was younger so. testosterone will not make you ugly. it won't make you a horrible person. it won't 'mutilate' or ruin your body. if you want to go on testosterone then literally all that happens is it makes you really fucking hot and REALLY fucking happy.

#ramble #literally very hot. like very hot #there is so much sweat #'oh you're just trying to paint a pretty picture that it's all fine' yeah i am!!! it's fucking great. i love it #trans people aren't sad clueless little babes who don't know what's going on. if you want to go on hormones you Know what it's going to do #and you WANT THAT WHICH IS WHY YOU'RE DOING IT #i hate hate hate seeing detransitioners like 'it destroyed and mutilated me'#*proceeds to list the normal effects of hormones*#it's all fearmongering and it's SICK #personally i think we should start glorifying transition more. because it's BEAUTIFUL

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puppetmaster13u · 4 months

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Prompt 185

No one could get into contact with Constantine.

Now usually that wasn’t that big of a deal, the man constantly disappeared for a few days at a time doing something or other, but he’d been completely silent and unseen for months. Usually he’ll at least answer a call to tell them to fuck off or something.

And they really need his expertise and are getting incredibly worried for their grumpy team member. Yes he’s an asshole, but he’s their asshole, y’know? And he has a habit of getting into Situations (sure he also usually gets out of them, but what if he didn’t this time?!)

So they’re desperate. Kind of really desperate. Desperate enough to use the summoning sigil they found on his fridge. They’d checked it, multiple times, and it should summon the hellblazer.

“You’re not Constantine.” .

The white-haired teen in the circle yawned, stretching and blinking at them blandly with familiar blue eyes before sighing. “Actually I am,” he stuffed his hands into his hoodie as he looked down at the summoning circle. “Well, technically just one of the many Laughing Magicians currently in the Realms.”

He gave a grin, looking more amused than annoyed. “Pretty much every one of us is in the Realms right now for family reunion lol. (Did he just say lol out loud??) So like, you’re gonna have to specify which of us you’re tryin’ to summon. Honestly perfect timing for me thanks, the fruitloop keeps flirting with John and it’s horrific so.”

… That was probably their John, wasn’t it…

#dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #The Constantine Family exists for fucking over entities & manipulating luck #They adore this scrappy halfa who is doing the same with twice the feral #Danny: Yeah I’m like the changeling child that ended up in the middle of them and they just kept me for the laughs lol #Danny: I’m not allowed to join in the drinking competitions #Danny: Oh no it’s not a responsibility thing; alcohol doesn’t affect me and they say it’s cheating #Why Yes Vlad IS flirting with their Constantine #He’s started his redemption but let’s be honest he’s also a con-man & John is all for fucking over the rich #Danny is disgusted at how well they’re getting along and wanted to get away from their flirting while everyone else ribbed at em #Hence why when they all felt the summoning he decided to go #Well that and also for the laughs because he’s learning magic Undead Constantine style #”Fuckin 'ell yeah the family 'as a necromancer in 'he line again look a' 'im go!” (Lots of ghost & living people drunken cheering)#Danny only half fucking with people: Yeah I’m like their collective undead fae child lmao #danny fenton #john constantine

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estrellami-1 · 10 months

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If I Should Stay

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

He’s staring at him.

Steve Harrington is staring at Eddie Munson.

The thing is, people don’t just stare at Eddie. Not for any reason that means anything good for Eddie. So when, completely unprompted, the fucking King of Hawkins High walks up to Eddie and says, “I need to talk to you,” Eddie thinks he’s entirely justified in the squeak he lets out.

“You? Talk? To me?” Wow. Great job, brain.

“Please,” Harrington whispers, and Eddie thinks desperately this must be some kind of joke, except he’s good at reading people, and he knows the desperation in Harrington’s eyes.

“Okay,” he says, stammers. “Um. There- there’s, behind the school, a, uh-”

“Table,” Harrington nods. “That works. Just…” he sighs, rakes a hand through his hair. “Leave the lunchbox at home.”

Eddie’s eyebrows hit his hairline. “Then what the fuck do you want with me, dude?”

“I can’t explain. Not here, not now. Just. Please. After school, okay?”

Eddie looks at him. Really looks, studies his face, understands the lines by his eyes, the tightness of his mouth. His heart thumps as he realizes. He’s scared. “Okay,” he says, and means it.

Eddie’s a man of his word, so after school he makes his way to the table, pausing when it comes into view. Harrington’s already there, sitting with his head in his hands. Eddie calls out from a couple of paces away. “You sure you don’t want anything from the lunchbox?”

Harrington jumps, hands up, eyes round. Relaxes a little when he sees Eddie. “No. I- I’m good. I can’t, actually.”

Eddie frowns. “What, like, a sports thing? No one’s gotta know, dude, I’ve never been busted, I can keep a secret.”

Steve gives him a half-smile. “No. It’s- it’s not a sports thing. Just… sit down? And promise to listen?”

“Okay,” Eddie says, because he knows how comforting it can be to just have someone there, and he’s not a dick; clearly Harrington’s going through something. Though why he approached Eddie, of all people, he doesn’t know.

“Okay,” Harrington repeats back, taking a breath before starting. “If I were to tell you I’m from the future, a future in which we know each other, how would you ask me to prove it?”

Eddie blinks. He was ready for a lot of things, but not time travel. “Um. I dunno, man, I haven’t really thought about it.”

He takes another deep breath. “Can I try?”

“To- to prove you’re from the future?”

“Yeah.”

Eddie laughs, a little hysterically. “Man, where the fuck do I get the strain you’re on?”

He blinks. “What?”

Eddie gestures at him. “Come on, man, you have to admit you’re not really making sense here.”

Harrington sighs. Takes another breath. Says, “You live with your uncle Wayne. Your father taught you to hot wire cars when you were nine. You listen to Dio and Metallica and Ozzy Osbourne but your favorite song is I Will Always Love You, by Dolly Parton, because it was your mom’s favorite. The guitar pick you wear around your neck was hers. She taught you guitar. You love The Hobbit. Stop me when I’ve said enough.”

Eddie’s never been more scared in his life. “Listen, man, I dunno where you heard all that-”

“Eddie,” he says, implores, and digs something out of his pocket. Opens his hand to reveal a ring.

A ring Eddie already has on his finger.

“What the fuck,” Eddie whispers. Grabs for the ring before he can tell himself it’s a bad idea. Examines it, sees the dent from where his finger had gotten smashed in a door.

His hands start shaking.

“I’m from 1987,” Steve Harrington says, sure as anything. “And I’m trying to stop something terrible.”

“And what would that be?” Eddie asks, feeling strangely detached from the whole thing.

“Your death,” Steve Harrington says, still sure as anything.

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