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Teen Artist • She/Her • this is my art alt account for angrywafflle :D

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[Image ID: A blonde, female angel is on her knees, and bent forwards. One hand is clutching her stomach, and the other is covering her mouth. She is wearing a white and gold backless dress and her wings are extended. The wings are burning. The background is black with a red circle behind her head. /. End ID]

I've not uploaded my work here in a Hot minute lol. This took 24+ hours of work to do and it's the best thing I've done as of yet.

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Unfortunately reblogs were turned off but that post is important for people in fandoms to see

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reposting from bsky, but heres a cheat sheet for how to properly send a message to payment processing companies over the recent highly conservative shift in where youre allowed to legally spend your money

more info here!

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I normally try to keep my blog focused on topic, but this is really important so I'm reblogging for visibility.

We can't let these companies control what kinds of content people sell on the Internet.

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Remy

[Image ID: The character remy by @clarafyer looking at the viewer. There are multiple distortion effects in a broken glass pattern. /. End ID]

I did this in like 5 hours immediately after an exam because it's Friday today so i had a break

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[Image ID: Danny Phantom with green skin and pointy, almost fire-like hair, is belly up in the night sky, with only his head and part of his torso visible. There is a lime circle behind his head, and the words "Go On Praise Me Like A God" in the bottom left corner./. End ID]

The text is from the song "Pathological Facade" by "Ghost and pals"

This connects to other drawings ive made under the anou tag, and connects to a fic series on ao3!

[clarafyer]

remy_theratking

Your beloved host~ Remy! (Or Clara) I use any pronouns! Twitch VODs, animatics, whatever I really feel like will be here :)

g go subscribe to me it's a new channel (my family was subscribed to the old one)

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I propose USians join in celebrating Canada Day (July 1) instead of American Independence Day (July 4) this year, if Canadians give us their blessing, of course.

Celebrate the sovereignty of Canada! Canadians are awesome and don't get enough credit in general.

Love you, Canada. You're doing amazing for sticking it to Trump and the US.

🇨🇦

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honestly, yes, do this! if donald doesn't back down by July, do this! it would be a great morale booster on our side of things and would remind the americans who support donald that Canada os its own, sovereign nation.

And thank you for your support! If you want to do more, try to buy as un-USAmerican as possible. buy from Canada, mexico, and anywhere that is not domestic to the US. Try to keep your money from helping the US. And organize/participate in protests and grassroot campaigns! Show donald that the country is unhappy with his threats to Canada.

to all my fellow canadians, elbows up! if you can, try to join in on the elbows up appearances in Canada! they have a website with location and date of future appearances, try to join in! and buy as Canadian as you can. if you can't find what you need in Canadian products, choose mexican or european products!

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i think winter is beautiful, so i drew something

{Image ID: A drawing of a snowy forest. It is tinted blue and yellow light is coming from the bottom left corner. /. End ID]

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I wanted to post a chunk of a wip because I'm bored and want internet approval

Spoilers ahead for anou

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Danny's locked in a white cell, tempered glass on one side, nothing else in the cell. Not even a bed or a chair. Just walls, glass, and a door.

And green ectoplasm from where he was thrown in, an inverted bloodstain.

He goes intangible and presses his hand against the window, and pushes his hand through. Or at least, he tries and gets his hand a solid inch in, and no further. He tries again. Same result. He tries with the door, same result. He tries a wall. Same result.

A ghost shield then. And he can't turn human, humans can't walk through walls without using ectoplasm technology. And the shield blocks ectoplasm. So, he's stuck. Well and truly stuck. Fuck.

There's a human looking at him, and Phantom bares his teeth, showing off his sharp, almost pointed fangs.

The person looks away, and his flashing of teeth turns to a grin. He sees his reflection follow suit, and his smile looks almost like a threat.

He revels in the discomfort of the stranger, and almost misses how they walk just to the edge of his cell and push something. It does nothing for a second and then- red and burning and gas and painpainpainpain-

And he's on the ground, on his knees, head touching the cool floor, arms wrapped around him. Blood blossoms.

He looks up, only to see two Operatives following a person into his cell and flanking out. The same asshole that just released blood blossoms into his cell.

Phantom coughs out red smoke, and greets them. Well, for a certain definition of “greet”.

“Even when I'm in a GIW cell, y'all still can't play fair! K, O, terrible to see you here, miracle to see y'all still have all your limbs intact. You guys wouldn’t mind if I just…” He can hear himself now, at least!

He pushes himself up to his feet, only to get K's gun pointed at him for the trouble.

“I guess you would, then.”

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if y'all liked where that came from, the fic series where that came from is called An Observable Universe (https://archiveofourown.org/series/4309261)

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so heres some art of a post-story scene in my world.

[Image ID: A grassy clearing with bushes in the foreground and sand in the middle. On the opposite side from the viewer, a forest stretches out. In the middle of the drawing, there is a plank of wood, acting as a grave marker, with the words "Aspera - Forgive me" on it. /.End ID]

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Intake Form: Ectoplasmic Objects

Manner of Ectoplasmic Object: Ghost

Suspected Core: Ice

Designation of Object: Phantom

Purpose of Object: Protection

First Contact With Object: 03/05/2005

Retrieval Date: 06/12/2007

Report Date: 06/13/2007

Retrieval Operative(s): K, O

Estimated Age of Object: 4000 years

Estimated Power of Object: Class 6

Casualties on Intake: N/A

Abilities: Self-healing, intangibility, invisibility, flight, manipulation of ecto-energy, minor electrokinesis, emission of sonic blast, cyrokinesis, overshadowing, self-duplication, spectral self-manipulation

Notes: Recommended for ectoplasm dating.

Intake: Accepted

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Proposal: Alteration of Designation: Ectoplasmic Object

Manner of Ectoplasmic Object: Ghost

Proposal Date: 07/13/2007

Petitioner(s) of Proposal: Operative K

Current Designation: Phantom

Proposed Designation: G-09-06

Proposal: Accepted

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Proposal: Ectoplasm Dating: Ectoplasmic Object

Proposed Object: G-09-06

Proposal Date: 07/13/2007

Petitioner(s) of Proposal: Operative O

Previous Testing: N/A

Reason for Testing: Confirmation of age and class.

Proposal: Accepted

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some caitlyn act 1 fanart

[Image ID: A headshot of Caitlyn in her strikeforce outfit and a half-mask variant of an arcane gas-mask. Her eyes are crossed out with pink X's. She is surrounded by green smog and the work is outlined with maroon. /.End ID]

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so i made this pfp for a friend a while ago so im posting it here

[Image ID: A girl with blue eyes and black is posing at the audience. She is doing a peace sign and has a sticker of a cat and a sticker of a strawberry on her cheeks. She is in a black circle with a dark cyan background. /.End ID]

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Hey so since I'm never posting this to ao3, y'all can see a snippet of an abandoned, not-canon fic

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He misses humanity. Or, more accurately, he misses the little of them he remembers. The species he once was, so fragile and short-lived. The species that tried so hard, yelled out into the cosmos, making their mark upon Him. The species which razed Earth and salted its/Her/Their corpse and survived for centuries after. He misses the blurs of red he remembers he called his… sister? Mother? He misses his made-twin, his… clone. The one who was supposed to be him. 

He’s happy he remembers to miss them, even if he remembers who they are only in abstract, in flashes of colours and sounds and emotions. He’s much more Space than not, now. Every breath he takes, every time his awareness flickers for a moment, he forgets to grieve them just that much more. Eventually, he’ll forget the colour/sound/emotion that make up those he lost, and he won’t care enough to grieve.

Is this how Time felt? No, for Time is not constrained to one time, is not constrained to one timeline. Time is only ever able to be in one place at a time, unable to greet the space between spaces whilst tending to the stars. At that moment, he envies Time, for what good are the stars when he mourns those he can’t even remember? What good is star-song when he knows humans used to create imperfect perfections called music? What good is witnessing history being made when he is not present enough to care about anything other than the pulsing beat of the universe, of the star-song in distant galaxies? What does one civilization matter when there are tens more across a galaxy alone? If not for it having been his birthplace, his home, it would have risen and fallen without him learning so much as a name for it. 

But it was his birthplace. It was his home. It was where he lived and died and lived again. Where he brought immortality upon himself, where he was destined to. After eons he’s learned that freewill is a lie, and he deluded himself in his youth that he defied death, that he didn’t fight because he needed to act as a protector, as a guardian, but that he needed to right a wrong. No, freewill never existed and every action was predestined. Perhaps this was not the only possible result that could have occurred, but in this timeline, this universe which he resides in and is him, it is.

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Ayo tell me about your space being OC I want the deets

hello just saw this

if you're talking about the #anou works that's a fandom

But if you're talking about Kosmos oh you're in for a treat! So, kosmos is the God of Space. The universe really. They were made in the big bang along with the whole universe. In a way, they are like michael doors the entity in TMA, except, they've never been anything other than kosmos

so, Kosmos doesn't see things on the scale of a human. They aren't good, or bad, they're solidly a neutral. This means that they will Not ever intervene personally unless not doing so could cause damage to reality, which would Hurt.

Dimension travellers (which I really need to flesh out more) hurt the fabric of reality. Kosmos, therefore, treats any dimension traveller or would-be traveller with extreme prejudice, and attempts to either throw them back where they came from, or trap them in this universe, in a game of their own design.

They find it entertaining after all. And although they don't strictly need to do that, repeat offenders won't stop otherwise.

They would be lonely, but they're the universe. They have themself to keep them company :D

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Sorry for the lack of art recently, school started up and so did my sports

uhhhh to make up for it, I posted some works on ao3 (https://archiveofourown.org/series/4309261) which are connected to the works under #anou

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[Image ID: a girl in a red hoodie is centered in a muted cyan circle. /.End ID]

new pfp y'all