Melanie K12 - Tumblr Posts
Here is my dtiys entry for hey_green23 on Instagram!
I’m so happy I was able to make Melanie Martinez recognizable in my art style, and I’m very proud of how I colored the rainbow side of her hair!
Here’s the OG artwork from the challenge for reference btw!
🩰♡୧ ୨♡୧ ୨♡୧ ୨♡୧ ୨♡୧ ୨♡୧ ୨♡୧ ୨♡🩰
୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧୨•୧
𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃 ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ 𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃
⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢
﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉୨♡୧﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉
﹉﹉﹉୨♡୧﹉﹉﹉
୨୧ ꒰Yₒᵤᵣ ₕₑₐᵣₜ'ₛ ₜₒₒ bᵢg fₒᵣ yₒᵤᵣ bₒdy, ᵢₜ'ₛ wₕy ᵢₜ wₒₙₜ fᵢₜ. ᵢₙₛᵢdₑ ꒱ ୨୧
﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍
𓉸ྀི🄲🅁🅈🄱🄰🄱🅈🄲🄾🅁🄴𓉸ྀི
like + rt ♡ˊˎ-
⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣
｡•┈꒰ა ♡ KITTY ♡ ໒꒱┈•｡
BOUNDARIES
TADC MASTERLIST
K-12 MASTERLIST
HELLUVA BOSS MASTERLIST
SHE-RA (SPOP) MASTERLIST
DDLC MASTERLIST
ARCANE MASTERLIST
KEY:
Red - angst
Pink - fluff
Blue - hurt/comfort
Purple - suggestive
• ┈ ୨K-12 MASTERLIST୧ ┈ •
Various
None
Angelita
None
Ben
None
Crybaby
Til Death Do Us Part - 604 WC
Celeste
None
Fluer
None
Kelly
None
Magnolia
None
now playing…
═ஓ๑Til Death Do Us Part๑ஓ═
Crybaby x gn!reader
Warnings: death, funerals, hallucinations, implied su1cid3
604 words
now playing…
The sound of rain fills your ears, blocking out the prayers of the pastor in the front of the group. You stare at the closed casket, taking in its details. You memorize the carvings on it, along with the engraving of her name. It was so intricate; just how she would’ve liked it.
Tears well in your eyes as they lower her into the ground, falling along with the raindrops coating your cheeks. You watch as people throw things into the six foot hole; crosses, flowers, necklaces, photos.
Time passes and you’re not sure how much. Minutes? Hours? You don’t really care anymore. The grass squishes underneath your shoes as you walk over to the place that held her deceased body. You sit on the ground, knowing you’re making a mess of your black clothing but you can’t find it in you to care. There’s already a small pool of water surrounding the wood encasing her.
You reach into your pocket, pulling out a necklace that she had gifted you for your birthday. She couldn’t make it to your party, and she felt horrible. You were upset, but now you would have given anything to go back and tell her that it was okay, that you didn’t care, that you were happy she was there then. A small clink is heard as you clasp it around your neck, toying with the metal that hangs from the chain.
Walking home felt like walking to the other side of the world; a waste of time. There wasn’t anything to look forward to. She was your everything. As you find yourself on the front steps of your house, you can’t find it in you to open the door. Everything in there felt like too much to deal with. You stand there for an unknown amount of time before you unlock the door, and it takes a great amount of strength to step inside.
You take off your shoes and coat, leaning your back against the door. A quiet sob breaks through your throat as you slide down onto the floor, bringing your knees to your chest. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Not at all. You and her were supposed to live together in a cottage somewhere far away from everything, dancing together in the rain. Now the rain reminds you of her funeral.
You miss running your fingers through her silky hair, or helping her dye her blonde side different colours. You miss talking shit about school, the Principal and the bullies. You miss playing with her at recess, sitting on the swings even though you weren’t supposed to. You miss singing with her as you bake cake and cookies. You miss her soft lips on yours, her hands playing with your hair as you both break away giggling softly with your foreheads pressed together.
Now, that all feels so distant. Like it was so long ago, or maybe it never happened.
Your head lifts up after what seems like forever, your eyes puffy and red from crying. Small sniffles emit from you as you stand up, following the source of quiet cries coming from your bedroom. You open the door, and see nothing. As you walk into the room, the door slams shut with a loud sob in the air. You rub your eyes and the doors open; the crying stops. You feel a gentle tap on your shoulder and you turn around to be met with nothing. Maybe you’re going crazy.
Or maybe now that you find yourself on the balcony, looking down two stories, this seems like it’s the best option.
boundaries
what I do:
sfw
suggestive
fem/gender neutral reader
character x reader
oneshots, headcannons, songfics, matchups
what I don’t do:
nsfw asks
p3doph1lia
f3tishes
male reader
character x character
character x reader x character
my fandoms
TADC
K-12
Helluva Boss
She-Ra (SPOP)
DDLC
Arcane
if you don’t specify which character(s), I’ll pick 3-4 I’m most interested in writing.
I may decline a request.
It may take a while for your request to be written.
Reposts are welcome. Translating, copying, and stealing my work is not.
The era of BLUE 💙
I love Melanie so much!!
My heart is full! I hope more celebrities will open their minds and speak up for Palestine.
Its so cutehdushsu
I love crybaby’s pink outfit! 💗
I drew this in my English class at school. It’s supposed to be Crybaby fused with Fairy? Nymph? I’m not really sure what the name of Melanie’s new character is, but here you go.
I’d love to see portals Melanie Martinez in ur style!!!! (If u haven’t already!)
Hi!! I've needed an excuse to draw (portals) Mel so THANK YOU!!
This took forever though rip my wrist lol
Asks are encouraged!!! (Look at my late intro if you haven't already)
I'm back
Thought I'd get this out of the way before I go to school
This took me a literal week 😭🫠😀👍
Here’s one from 2014 💗
Are you from another world or something?°.·୨୧·.°
