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@somftangst
Hey, so if anyone wants some original content from me more often, I got a YouTube channel where I'm making videos. It's gaming, so not anything breathtaking, but yeah, https://youtube.com/channel/UCYoa9VPz-MM1zdgjijz5MnA
Hey ladies, theydies, and gaydies! I'm Sammy and I enjoy games so I want to share that with y'all. Here I have certainly no braincells! I'm
Wonder if there will ever be a vtuber or something who is just ladybug/chat noir
WHY WOULD YOU SAY THIS!?
NOW IT WILL HAPPEN
ARE YOU HAPPY RAVEN!? ARE YOU HAPPY ABOUT THE HELL YOU JUST BROUGHT
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT
MY DASH NEEDS TO HEAR THIS.
btw Thomas is saying the change in Ladybug outfit (not Bee + Ladybug, the one next to it in the leaks) is a discarded concept. If true I am a) confused why we get a model of it now and b) slightly more disappointed in canon outfit because we could have had something a little less simple
I can't for the LIFE of me find it, I've been looking forever, but this is from an anon ask that @terrible-akuma-ideas got a long time ago that I haven't stopped thinking about since I first saw it. I don't think I got Marinette's words a hundred percent correct, but that was the gist of it.
(ignore the black square in that one panel lol it was because I realized you could see another drawing in the corner but I didn't wanna go back and fix it on paper)
Today I went back to my roots of popularity on Tumblr on an old fanfic account that is
And I drew this.
The obsidian above L'Manburg was slick in the pouring rain. Tommy's long hair that had grown out in exile was plastered to his face, eyes trained on the monster who'd destroyed his home, despite their efforts, despite their fighting. The L'Manburg tree was gone, their hope to win ashes. Technoblade stood behind him, a gauntlet clad hand on his shoulder, staring at the same man who he owned a favor to.
"Well, Tommy, you've lost." Tommy grit his teeth, empty hands clenched into fists. The hand on his shoulder tightened in almost comfort.
"No, we haven't," His voice was low, but his statement was true, it was a promise.
"What? Look around you Tommy, L'Manburg is destroyed, you stupid little nation is no more." Tommy heard thunder crack in the background, lightning lighting up the dark stormy night.
"L'Manburg is gone," Tommy stepped forward, shrugging off Technoblade's hand, shoulders set as he got closer to Dream, white face endlessly smiling malevolently.
"But we aren't, I'm not. I'm going to make you pay Dream, once and for all."
"Are you?" He tilted his head, looking to the side of Tommy, over to Technoblade behind him.
"I think I'll cash in that favor, Technoblade." Tommy's breath hitched as Dream's cruel voice grew giddy.
"I want you to take his last canon life." The declaration chilled Tommy to the bone. He was frozen, thunder cracked in the background again. It was closer now.
"Well Dream," Technoblade's voice was absolute. "I think I can do that." The sound of a sword being unsheathed sparked Tommy into action, and he turned to Technoblade, someone he thought was his brother in arms, his friend, betraying him again. He yelled as he ran at the anarchist, fists closed. If he was going to die, he wouldn't go down without a fight.
"You traitor!" Tommy screamed, punching the other man in the jaw, taking him off guard and off balance for a moment.
"I thought we were friends! I thought-"
"You have no friends except me Tommy, and you betrayed me," Dream's faint voice came from between lightning strikes. Tommy ignored him, despite the words eating away at his mind.
"I trusted you," Tommy's voice was quiet as hot tears ran down his cheeks with cold rain. Techno looked away as he ran the sword through Tommy's stomach, facing away from the now-bloodied teen, and from the tyrant now laughing.
"I know," Techno's voice was a mere whisper, and Tommy felt something being forced into his hand. Looking down he saw the object, a totem of undying. "And I'm not your King Lycomedes, Theseus." And he was pushed off the anarchist's blade, falling back into open air as both lightning and thunder cracked in the sky. His eyes were wide, lips parted. The totem's cold metal grew hot, exploding in light behind his eyes when he hit the uneven bedrock, his back grew hot too. Simultaneously his last canon life was replenished, and taken from him.
I wrote another thing for the Better Future au thing. I also have some art for a headcanon about Totems of Undying!
When you die and are revived by one, it brands you, relating to how you died. Tommy would have the brand above, dying from fall damage.
And heres my thoughts on totems/how they look when I'll draw them in the future.
Standing in the soaked and wet rubble of the community house, Tommy made a rash decision. He always made rash decisions, but he had to do something to prevent L'Manburg, his home, from being blown up for the third time.
As Techno prepared to leave, dark eyes flitting between each of the weapons pointing at him from nearly twenty people, Tommy shouted in a hoarse voice cracking with fear,
"Wait! Stop!" He dropped the axe of peace, the enchanted weapon forgotten as Tommy grabbed Technoblade's red satin cloak, its material slippery between his fingers, almost like his friendship with the man who wore it, who turned to face the glassy eyed teenager.
"What are you doing Tommy?" His voice was forceful, confused, but still angry… hurt. Tommy had hurt him, Tommy had hurt a lot of people he'd begun to realize, even someone he had thought unable to be hurt.
"Please… wait,"
"Wait for what? For all of them to attack me?" Tommy looked to the others who were still training their weapons at Technoblade.
"You've gotten what you wanted Tommy, your friend, your government-"
"Y-you're my friend too!" There were faint murmurs where it was tense silence before, Tommy could hear some talking about how he was a traitor. He ignored them.
For once Technoblade was stunned into silence, his black eyes wide as he blinked slowly.
"Please, Technoblade… Techno, you said you trusted me yesterday, so trust me now!"
"Why?"
"What?" Tommy was slightly taken aback by the single word response.
"Why should I trust you when you've stabbed me in the back and betrayed me not once, but twice after I helped you?"
"I… I…" He stumbled for an answer, and nearly fell forward when Technoblade ripped Tommy's hands from his cloak.
"That's what I thought, I'm pjust a weapon for you to use-"
"I'm sorry!" Tommy squeezes his eyes shut as he yelled, hands clenching into tight fists. "I'm sorry for everything, for being useless, for being a pain in your ass, I'm sorry that I rushed in here like an idiot, or that I went to your base to scrounge for supplies like a raccoon! I didn't know where else to go then and you were the strongest person I knew!" He fell to his knees, hot tears staining his already dirty cheeks.
"When Dream finally broke me in exile I didn't know what to do with myself, and when I finally had the chance to break free I went to you because… because I thought that maybe… just maybe I could actually be strong instead of weak against him like I always have been!"
"Toms," Tubbo's voice is soft, cutting through his cries.
"Just…" Tommy wipes his eyes pathetically on his shirt sleeve, barely looking up at the anarchist. "Just go… I don't need you to rub it in my face that I'm just as worthless as Dream and you said I was." Tommy hears a sigh, and shifting before his chin is being lifted to look at a much more tired looking Technoblade, one much more worn than he'd seen him, even when dealing with his own antics.
"Are you actually sorry Tommy, or are you just saying this to get me to stay?"
"Would it matter?" Tommy wretches his face out of the others loose grip, huddling up with his knees to his chest, sulking like a child. "You want to destroy L'Manburg. You said you'd do it even if I sat out, so why would you change your mind now?"
"... You're right, I did say that," He stands up, brushing himself off from the charred remains of the community house walls dusting the floor. Tommy looks back at him through his thin arms, watching him look at the people glaring down at him, weapons still trained. He sighs, tightening his grip on his trident.
"But I want to know if you're really sorry Tommy." His voice is still terse, like scolding a child… Tommy supposes he is scolding a child, him.
"I…" He fumbled, voice muffled by his arms. "I know I fucked up so many times. Destroying George's house and not doing what Tubbo said, stealing your things, um… making Sapnap release Mars… I - I know now…" He swallows down more tears, biting his lip. "I know now I'm just as friendless as Dream said because I never listen…" His voice grows smaller as he speaks, until it's barely a whisper.
"Tch, who cares what Dream thinks. He's just some homeless dude, and when did any of his opinions matter to you anyways?" Tommy flounders for a minute, unsure what to say at the grinning Technoblade offering a hand to help him up. No malice from what Tommy can see. He shakily accepts the hand, and he's hoisted to his feet.
"What?" Tubbo's voice is even more clear to Tommy now… Tubbo, who he'd betrayed and said was worthless to the discs… god, what had he become in that moment?
"Now don't go thinking I trust you fully, you didn't earn that trust back fully from the last time you betrayed me… but if you're really sorry Tommy… I accept the apology," Tommy stares wide eyed, unable to process what's being said to him.
"Besides, I don't trust Dream either. I just owe him a favor similar to how L'Manburg owes me for trying to murder me-"
"You set off withers! You killed countless-"
"What do you want us to give you as penance?"
"Well," Technoblade places a hand on his chin, Tommy still staring at the anarchist flabbergasted while Quackity argues with Tubbo in the background, others chiming in their two-sense.
"Well, I think I have two, small little things." Tubbo puts a hand up to Quackity, silencing him as he faces Technoblade again.
"What are they? Aside from L'Manburg's destruction…" Technoblade laughs, and Tubbo chuckles nervously with him. Tommy stares between them, mouth dry. Technoblade… had accepted his apology, and wasn't immediately killing everyone else either.
"Well, first, like Tommy here just did, I want an apology. I'm not a weapon or a tool, and Pogtopia used me to help overthrow the government to install just another tyrant," Tubbo flinches back, ignoring the yells of protest from others like Quackity.
"I speak for myself and as president, it extends for everyone else as well… Technoblade, we're sorry."
"For?"
"For using you for our own gain, and," Tubbo adds. "For hunting you down when you protested against this unfair treatment." Techno smiles wider.
"And the second thing, abolish your government."
"Woah, woah, woah!" Tommy cuts in, his brain catching up with him finally. "If L'Manburg doesn't have a government, how will we be a nation, how will we actually have a way to argue against Dream just taking us back and making us un-independent again?" Technoblade tilts his head at Tommy's outburst.
"You have your friends now again, don't you?" Tommy's jaw flaps for a few seconds.
"Yeah, but-"
"Alright." Tubbo cuts him off. Face resigned and tired, bags looking far more prominent than they had ever before.
"Tubbo! You can't be serious!" Quackity's voice cuts in for Tommy, and Tubbo gives the other man a tired look.
"Dream was right, I wasn't a good president. And how all of you stood back and said nothing proves he was right… we were wrong hunting down Techno, doing that only made him angry at us Big Q. So," He turns back to Technoblade with a sigh.
"I resign as president, but before I do I declare that no new presidents shall be elected and that there are no positions of power. We are all, truly, equals on the same ground. We still stand for freedom and liberty from tyranny. We don't need a government to do that."
"Tubbo, are you sure?" Tommy's voice wavers. "I'll stand by you, no matter the decision, but,"
"I'm sure Toms. I ask Techno though, you want us to apologize for what we did. I ask the same of you. The withers, the hostages, all of it you've done against L'Manburg, please." Technoblade considers for a moment, face dutifully crafted into a poker face as water drips on them all before shrugging.
"The hostages were probably a bit too far, so yeah, sorry."
"Don't lie to us either." Tubbo's voice is stern itself, tired, but stern. And Technoblade takes a second to nod.
"Maybe you aren't such a bad person after all… yeah, I'm sorry for the withers and the hostages." A quiet 'me too' comes from Tommy, looking down at the ground. Tubbo's shoulders relax as he lets out a sigh.
"So, you won't destroy L'Manburg?"
"No… but hey!" He grabs Tommy's wrist and throws them both up into the air with the trident propelled by the water around them. "We have a homeless green man to deal with who thinks I still got a grudge to deal with!"
A short "fix" it with the festival ending. I enjoy Techno's and Tommy's dynamic. But both of them, as well as everyone else, is flawed.
That doesn't mean that I think rehashing the same event for the destruction of L'Manburg with the same arguments of betrayal was a satisfactory or narratively right thing. I would have enjoyed a flip on what happened last time. Aka PEOPLE ACTUALLY TALKING AND USING THEIR GOSH DANG WORDS! Because what's a better way of showing character growth, other than actually flippin showing it on all ends. Not just on Tommy's or Tubbo's, but on Techno's too.
Also, sorry if anyone seems out of character, it was quickly written for me to mostly get my thoughts out of what I wish had happened (might make a comic when I get my computer. Not 100% though. Also might continue writing blurbs for this "fix" it AU too. Idk though.)
sometimes secret identities can be fun
also @emsylcatac ur 9
a headcanon i never talk about because im a little embarrassed about how self-projection-y it is is that nino is muslim. listen dont come @ me about it being realistic or not in my heart he is muslim
ok since people agree with me ive been Enabled and am now gonna share some particular hcs i had
adrien would be the poor clueless boy who’d be like ‘not even WATER????’ when nino tries explaining to him what ramadan is. alya and marinette are so embarrassed for him
nino not being comfortable saying things like ‘inshallah’ ‘alhamdullilah’ 'mashallah’ in front of classmates despite it being such an important part of his identity but he ALWAYS says it around alya, marinette, and adrien
marinette bringing nino pastries to have with iftar !!!
nino, during ramadan: im so fucking tired / alya: babe i thought youre not meant to he swearing / nino: screaming
*in the group chat* nino: can u guys stop having fun for 5 minutes i need to pray maghrib
*also in the group chat at 4am* nino: adrien why are you awake / adrien: why are you awake / nino: im muslim. unless ur praying fajr as well ur excuse is invalid
nino: gets everything ready to start working on a mix / muslim pro: immediately starts blasting the azaan / nino: sits there with all his dj equipment out in silence while he waits for the azaan to finish
alya: omg nino LETS GO FOLLOW LADYNOIR TO THIS DANGEROUS AKUMA ATTACK / nino: babe i love you but asr is in fifteen minutes
alya buys a prayer mat to keep in her house for nino so he doesnt have to miss his prayers 🥺
tho i do think he probably wouldnt be the best at keeping his 5 prayers HSJDJJS he would try his best
at school, every day, despite the fact his dietary requirements shouldve been notes down: does this have pork in it?
alya, marinette, and adrien always try and get non-pork meals whenever they go out with nino so he doesnt feel singled out when he has to ask for non-pork options
on the first day of ramadan alya, marinette, and adrien all fast with him for moral support 🥺 adrien and nino are fully functioning until the end of the day but alya and marinette look half dead by 12pm
OMGGGGGGGGG Arrggggggyhhhhhhh i wanna draw muslim nino so much especially the sits for adzaan to finish fuck so relatable orz
WHAT IS STOPPING U!!!! WE NEED MORE MUSLIM NINO CONTENT
🙈 HAHAHHA OKAY THEN HERE WE GO!!!!!! Moroccan muslim nino AU GO!
context: after wudu (cleansing before praying) you cant touch the other sex or else the wudu is nullified and you need to take it again
this hc: sits there with all his dj equipment out in silence while he waits for the azaan to finish
anyway this is super relatable. i usually work while putting my spotify on blast and when i hear azaan i mute my laptop until it finishes
context: men needs to cover their legs when praying.
this doesnt happen in my country because covers for muslim men called sarong can be found anywhere. i dont think Moroccan wears sarong to pray tho, the men wears a long loose outfit that covers their legs. but still… this might happen i guess 🙈 and also based on my experience you could take a picture of someone praying (some of my friends do this when something funny happen)
context: CAT LOVES TO SLEEP ON PRAYING MAT I TELL YOU WHAT even my cat always sleep on my praying mat (there’s a thread about it on twitter if you want to know more) so… my hc is plagg loves to sleep on it too…
disclaimer: i dont know anything about muslim life in European country… i think religion is also a cultural thing, i tried to be as general as i can. so im sorry if some of the comics dont make any sense
this is so fun to make, i never once thought i could make a muslim related fanarts… thank you for enabling this (also if you dont agree pls dont attack, im super weak to conflict)
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this is based off of this post of mine from a while ago. basically its a ratatoullie AU…. (im hoping it turns out better than that sounds LOL)
i’m planning for this to be 3 parts? maybe 4? maybe many more? im not good at estimating these things. in any case this is part 1 and i hope i can keep up my non-art-blocked streak for long enough to draw out the other parts.
i’ll be tagging all the (hopefully existent in the future) parts with ratatoullie AU so you can read through once it’s done (again, one can only hope). enjoy! :D
heyo! it’s kinda been a while since ive posted since i just have a buttload of work bearing down on me (december of senior year, anyone?) … yeeeaaaah its not fun
but i drew this comic based off of this post by @laadychat ! its the perfect amount of “what the heck” and funny and i was able to draw this without thinking, so that was good :D
When I was younger I used to be part of the “only-reads-complete-fics crowd” but as I’m getting older I’m realizing how powerful it can be to have consistent things to look forward to…
All the ppl in the tags laughing abt how fic updates aren’t consistent are cowards. I aim to be subbed to at least 365 fics. One for each day of the year. And that’s just my starting point. Your inbox? Empty. Barren. Fallow. Mine? Bountiful. Overflowing. A cornucopia of ripe treats awaiting my tender consumption. I wade through honey-rich excess while you starve of your own volition.
“I wade through honey-rich excess while you starve of your own volition”.
This line is the sexiest way to say “You fucked up” that I have ever read. I have to start using this in my life when pointing out the follies of others.
I tend to follow fics that don’t update consistently or over long periods of time (I mean I myself am no better when updating lol) so when it does update I get super excited and it’s so rewarding
The only real OTP
legit i’ve seen this many times before but this time it made me smile
This is the dream.
I’ve reblogged this but this is how I feel towards the people who’ve drawn art for me.
oh you’re a fan of my writing? name five of the unfinished stories sitting in my drafts
you’re just trying to outsource title generation 😛
alsjfkdajklfas i’ve been found out
Astrucs in-show character was the real villain all along.
Correct. This is the correct answer
ML AU: Deity Duel
-Every 777 years, the deities of the world gather for a festival that last 77 days, 7 hours, and 7 minutes.
-During this festival each Deity creates an avatar or ‘Kwami’ to interact with the human world. These Kwami then go out and find a human that they deem worthy of their powers.
-A chosen human gains Super human strength, speed, stamina, durability and special powers.
-The rules of the festival are as follows.
1.Any time 2 chosen heroes meet, they have the option of fighting. (If it is their first meeting, then they MUST duel)
2. The one that issues the challenge first gets to choose the type of duel, it can be mental, physical, as long as it is a contest of some kind with a winner and a loser.
2a: All duels take place in a space between the realm of Deities and Humans, as to not do any damage to the real world. The rules of the realm are adjusted to be idealized for the challenge. (think Like Xiaolin Showdown)
2b. Fights outside of duels are allowed, but do not count as sanctioned duels. Killing your competition is not against the rules, but will give no benefits aside from removing competition, and deities will likely judge you more harshly over it.
3. Exposing yourself to others or explaining the rules of the challenge is not against the rules, though after the events of the contest, the memories of those that know will be wiped.
4. By the time the Festival reaches its 77th day. the chosen must have at least 7 wins to ascend to the next round.
5. If a chosen does not attain 7 wins, then they will be disqualified and their fate is decided by their deity. (some were kind and understanding, and would simply erase their memory of the festival. But others were, not so kind.)
6. The final stage of the festival results in a tournament in which the deities still in the festival create challenges for the chosen to overcome.
7. When two contestants are left, the last challenge is known as the ‘Final Fight.’ and the two will fight until there is only one winner.
8. The chosen that wins will have their deity reign as the head deity and be granted one wish regardless of the scope or scale except for 3 exceptions (they can’t wish for more wishes, wish to kill the deities, or wish that the contest never happened/ stop happening)
