#noice!!!

[blitzy-blitzwing]

Uhm so i designed my tf oc as a hazformers character, yes they are a rescue bot BUT i made them an angel, they are kinda chase’s kid but adopted i dont think i ship chase with anyone

Awwwww, they look awesome!!!! 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

[minyoongislaysme]

what kind of female protagonist are you in literature?

[s5forsafe]

[i-used-to-wear-the-fedora]

BMC You Were Not The Intended Audience Of This Poem 3

Jeremy walked into the auditorium, hearing the group of four laugh. Michael seemed happy… He hadn’t seen Michael this happy in so long. He managed to slip into a seat, unnoticed as Brooke stood up in the centre of the stage.

“Okay, okay, okay, my turn!” She grinned before clearing her throat and taking a breath.

“You never notice how much time

You can spend in a person’s shadow.

Sometimes, you never know you’re

In it in the first place.

That’s how it was with her.

That’s how it always was.

She ruled the school with

Her iron grip, her poisoned

Nails dug deep into whatever she wanted.

And I was in her shadow.

Her loyal follower,

Cleaning up her mess,

Letting her take things out on me.

Because that’s how it’s supposed to be,

Right?

That’s how it’s always been.”

Brooke took a breath. Jeremy thought she was finished, but she launched into another verse.

“It’s funny, isn’t it?

How blind you can make someone through

Making them see you as their idol.

I know it works.

It’s a cruel trick.

I never got my own taste of the light.

I was always second best,

Never out of her shadow.

And then I got a taste…

A taste of what it was like to be me,

And not her shadow.

I wanted more.

I needed more.

And so I clawed my way out of her

Iron grip and scratched myself

On her poisoned claws

And climbed my way to the top.

And I take a breath,

And I smile,

And I let the light warm my skin.

I’m never falling back under her shadow.”

She grinned and took a bow as the other three clapped. Jeremy frowned, wondering exactly who she was talking about. He had an idea. He wondered if she knew Brooke felt that way. He drifted out of his thoughts when he heard Michael speak.

“I’m really not sure about this one, guys… But here we go.” He took a deep breath.

“I have two words for you.

Fuck. And you.

Fuck you.

You knew I’d always be by your side.

And you are so lucky I still am.

You never took anyone’s feelings into account.

You let yourself do whatever you want,

And now you’re letting yourself believe

That everything is okay.

Oh, yeah, everything is okay.

Everything’s fine.

Oh, sure, we can totally go back to normal.

We can totally forget everything you did.

We can totally forget about all that shit.

But deep down?

I know you know that’s not true.

But fuck you for pretending it is.

You think we’re back to normal?

No, we’re far from it.

You’re still living in that

Perfect dream world with that

Perfect girlfriend and that

Perfect group of friends and that

Perfect best friend and you’re living that

Perfect life.

But we’re not.

You’re dreams are clouding your vision.

You don’t see what’s really going on

Beneath the surface.

So fuck you.

Get down from your pedestal

And take a good look around.

Everything isn’t okay.

And fuck you if you think it is.”

Michael took a shaky breath and sat down with the other three.

“That was really good, Mikey!” Rich said. Jake and Brooke nodded in agreement.

“You should definitely do that Thursday night at Halcyon.”

Michael smiled. “Only if you do the one you just shared.”

Brooke grinned and nodded. “Deal!”

Jeremy sunk lower and lower in his seat as he listened to Michael’s poem. He knew exactly who he was talking about. And he swore he locked eyes with him for a moment. He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his name. “What?”

“I said I know you’re still here, Jeremy.” Michael said.

“Do you want us to stay?” Jake asked.

Michael shook his head. “No, I think it’s about time Jeremy and I had a talk.”

Brooke, Jake, and Rich reluctantly stood up and walked towards the exit, each of them mumbling some sort of good luck as they passed.

Jeremy stood up and walked over to Michael and the stage.

“Christine told me-” He started before Michael cut him off.

“I know. She told me as soon as she told you. What do you want?”

“I want to apologise-”

“Apologies don’t mean anything, Jeremy. How do I even know that you mean it?”

“But I do mean it! Michael- I want my best friend back.”

Michael sighed and shook his head. “I’m not saying goodbye forever, but I still need some time. Come to me when you are ready to talk about the SQUIP. We haven’t done that yet.” He scooped up his notebook and jumped off the stage, walking out of the auditorium, leaving Jeremy standing alone.

-Sorry! This is a little crappy but it’s 3am and I’m procrastination an essay. Art anon

[paperbaghero]

Here she is well both here is charlotte new and previous design I also added certain things about her that I didn’t add in the other drawing with only her new design

[blueberryspacemagic]

I got my first payout!!! And got 70 zloty of premia! :'D Also I took bike to get to the office and now I'm more #independent B)

[blitzy-blitzwing]

I got 1k followers on bluesky!!! 😃😃

[blitzy-blitzwing]

I got a radioapple commission~!!! 💖💖💖