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#'i feel insane just listening to this'
doodlerh · 11 months
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cyno being sooo proud of tighnari and collei giving up on them both
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quirkle2 · 10 months
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it's nice to feel childlike wonder again
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sergle · 5 months
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The unspoken part of that too, being called "soft squishy marshmallow mom shaped uwu" and then going, hm, no thanks. That's weird and uncomfortable. Is that people get SO TAKEN ABACK. And almost immediately switch straight into anger, because the idea of a fat person turning down a "compliment" is absolutely unthinkable.
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skitskatdacat63 · 8 months
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Every time I read Fernando cursing in fic, I can only think about this clip and then my brain short-circuits
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whatawonderart · 4 months
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did anyone else like. watch the gnome run finale and go "hey that was great" and then forget about it for a few months and then suddenly you remembered it and realized that this was one of the most impressive creative projects you've ever witnessed or was it just me
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kuppikahvia · 2 months
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do you ever stop to think how amazing the multimedia aspect of alan wake is, like do you ever just stare into the void and take a moment to appreciate how they actually filmed so many live action scenes that work perfectly with the whole narrative and how the game has so many songs specifically made for it, singing about the events in the game, and don't even get me started on gods of asgard and the live performance of herald of darkness at the game awards that was identical to that musical part of the game LIKE HELLO??? a literal masterpiece
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peachcitt · 2 months
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from: thirteen by @anna-scribbles
art by me :)
start from the beginning // read the november chapter // read the most recent chapter (january)
hey listen. look me in my eyes. have you read thirteen by anna scribbles. i think you need to read thirteen by anna scribbles. i think if you want your life to be forever changed you need to read thirteen by anna scribbles. i think if you are a person who is breathing and alive you need to read thirteen by anna scribbles. thank you
#thirteen#miraculous ladybug#ml art#emilie agreste#adrien agreste#miraculous ladybug fic#ml fic#ml fic rec#my art#THIS IMAGE HAS BEEN HAUNTING THE INSIDE OF MY BRAIN EVER SINCE I READ THE NOVEMBER CHAPTER BACK IN NOVEMBER#now. listen. in an ideal world i would've done this way back in november but uhhhhhhh i don't know what happened. suddenly it was december#and now it's february! not sure how that happened. anyway my goal is to be making a piece of art for each chapter to convey#just how fucking INSANE this fic makes me feel. like how crazy and insane and awesomely constructed it is. anna just GETSSSS ITTTTTTT#(and is using her 'get it' ability to hurt me bodily)#like with every chapter i read i am just assaulted with this intense desire to Make An Image which is not really an impulse im used to#since i don't draw a ton but anna's voice is just so evocative of images in a way that just. inspires every creative impulse inside of me#i took forever to read the december chapter but the moment i read it i already had an idea of something i wanted to draw for it.#my idea is. well. complex for me to say the least but as i told anna i am determined to make my skills match whatever i need to do because#the way she writes it is literally haunting me it is shooting me with a gun it is so something i have no idea how to handle#except i guess to repeat her themes and ideas and imagery in a collage of sorts#i don't know that's what my october chapter comic felt like- a collage. and this one does too in a way even though it's very different#i just like connecting the dots. and then smashing the dots together in an image#anyway. read thirteen. it is changing me all the way down to the dna
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b4kuch1n · 1 year
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and the storm he was driving/washed it away/in the eye there was a silence
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lovelyreprisethirteen · 2 months
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okay so… does anyone else see a very clear potential future storyline of adam coming back as a demon and after trying and failing to get revenge against charlie and co. end up as a guest at the hotel in a last ditch attempt to get back into heaven only to become a genuinely better being and happier than he ever was as an angel further blurring the lines between heaven and hell in terms of the morality of the people in them eventually fully cementing himself as a fan favorite himbo by like season 3 or is that just me????
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buttercup-barf · 1 year
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The Mario movie was cute, best scenes are the ones with the bros just being. Bros.
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Peppino is their cousin. That's it, that's the funny.
And per tradition? I guess? Some more (unfortunately Mario-less) doodles under the cut.
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... Yeah. Twinsomnia again. These damn sibs are still on my brain. They're here to - Oh? Oh, Peppino's not a kid? They had the wrong address? Oh well. Might as well help him get through the tower!
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Something-something functioning as a single character, something-something throwing each other around, something-something basically Gus and Brick.
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Some more self-indulgent crossover'ish nonsense...
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Same mirror, same man, different time, different reflections. Shoutout to @/rascal-rose for the idea of young Peppino having curly hair!! I cherish him.
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And some wholesome stuff to top it off. (I feel like my handwriting is especially bad on the last one, so just in case, it goes "Buongiorno, ranocchio. Do you want the coffee?".)
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medi-bee · 7 months
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These are the guys who have total martial control over the center of the galaxy? are you sure?
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t3ooc · 1 year
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“I’d bite myself and take my feelings out with my teeth.”
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hanyi-writes · 3 months
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your incessant shivering is getting the attention of your companion, the IUDEX OF FONTAINE.
by some miraculous fate, you and monsieur neuvillette are stuck together; caught by the rain. it is pouring, droplets hitting the ground sound more like lightning striking the earth. shelter, for now, is under the aquabus stop heading for court de fontaine—it does provide some roof over your heads, but it is cold and the iudex is boring holes on you.
his intense staring causes you to shiver more if possible. out of all the days you get caught in the rain, it had to be with him who had certainly impeccable timing with you leaving the opera epiclese to go home after an arduous trial.
well. looking at the bright side, at least you can go home. days where you were stuck at the palais mermonia due to tall stacks of papers can be counted with two hands and backwards.
you sigh. it'd do you some good to contemplate on a career change…
"excuse me." something warm covers your shoulders, "please, take my jacket."
monsieur neuvillette's jacket is draped over your being and it leaves no room for argument. you're too preoccupied by the abrupt surge of warmth coursing through your veins and manifesting as butterflies in your stomach. the soft insides of the cloth turn damp from your wet clothes, but his jacket…
you're gaping at him, possibly, because monsieur neuvillette levels you with a slow nod, gently muttering, "do not worry about me. you need it more than i."
then he looks away, watching the raindrops shatter on the ground each time they reach the earth.
"m-monsieur, i—"
"i am sorry for the inconvenience," his own apology swallows your own. "this weather is hardly ideal for returning home after working such a long trial. i should have thought of those who would be taking the trip home. it seems that…"
monsieur neuvillette's words drift off into the wind; whatever he said escaping him.
"do you… require more heat?"
you're staring at him like you did moments ago.
"no, i… monsieur, i thought it strange to apologize for the sudden change of weather. the rain hardly merits an apology, sir; you make it sound like it is unnatural the rain is summoned after such a long, exhausting case."
monsieur neuvillette is an individual seemingly cold; unfeeling; stern. you know this firsthand that such a disposition is required for a man of his position—he is the chief justice of the nation, therefore such presence is needed.
but you argue that he is not all what they perceive him to be. the soft furrowing of his brows and the thoughtful expression on his countenance are other sides of him—it surprises you, you have never seen the iudex look so human.
"i was under the impression the rain is a burden; an inconvenience." slight surprise is vibrant on his features.
now it is your turn to furrow your brows. "who told you that?"
reluctance looks strange on monsieur neuvillette, but in some way it fits him. he speaks slowly, "most of whom i've met would prefer not to wait out in the rain."
the image of him by your side is replaced by the rainfall in front of you. it shocks you slightly that what remains is a drizzle but the rain is still there—yet, you brush the feelings of surprise away to ponder on his words.
"…rain is a blessing. it is nature at its finest, and the feelings of the mighty hydro dragon being released as the beauty of the world."
the conclusion you reach is simple.
water is the source of life, and if rain is the sign of life flourishing, then what is there to hate? what is there to consider a burden?
"i see."
when you look back at monsieur neuvillette, you find yourself enraptured. a less closer look would miss that soft smile of his, barely there and ghosting his face. it creates an image much unlike his usual self and it becomes difficult to tear your gaze away.
then those eyes turn to you; pearlescent in glimmer; beautiful in color. the weather is beyond you because solely monsieur neuvillette's question enters in your senses: "and pray tell, when have you thought such a thing?"
by some miraculous fate, the words used in your response seem so right.
"just… by looking at you, monsieur."
(if you looked, the rain stopped.)
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lameotello · 7 months
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I hate that we've gone from "don't like, don't read" and not caring about what fucked up shit is depicted in fan media as a standard to hypervigilance and having to mind your every word so the group you've found yourself in doesn't know you ship the Not HOA Approved Ship
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carlyraejepsans · 22 days
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i like andrew cunningham. truly a man with the hater spirit
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errorryx · 1 year
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I've been falling off the quackity sexyman train despite having made a propaganda post for him, but it's 4am and i'm kind of obsessed with the idea of him winning now. i was fully ready to call it here and maybe i will be again tomorrow but right now. quackity covered in blood, quackity increasingly desperate as everyone he knows falls around him, quackity alone in the world against a bunch of strangers who have all murdered his friends, that kind of melodramatic imagery as well as the 4am insanity that lets me actually think about dream smp lore again in the way it deserves—i don't know, guys, i actually think it would kick the most ass ever if he managed to win.
one of the things that draws me to cquackity the most is his rage. he's always so confident in the righteousness of his anger, in the inherent justice of his cause, and god knows he gets into fights. especially fights he knows he can't win. he gets so caught up in his convictions, and his trauma is so, so clear in everything he does. you can see this in his fierce anger against perceived injustices, in his constant need to prove himself, in his desperation, in his short-sightedness being his own downfall, again and again and again. but he gets back up! he gets back up every fucking time! even at the end, he gets up and he rebuilds because he literally cannot do it any other way. he can make himself into something abhorrent, but he can't give up and die.
i won't campaign against joe hills, who has also thoroughly earned my respect, but i will keep campaigning for quackity, the last member of the dream smp left standing. the only one, in the end, to hold his fucking ground and fight to the bitter end. and he will fight, because there's never been another choice for him.
dear god, i want him to win. i want him to win for every one of his fallen friends, enemies and allies that should have been stronger than him, but fell while he slipped through the cracks into another slim margin of victory. i want him to win for himself, because no matter how awful he is, he's a goddamn masterpiece in his own right. i want him to win for me, because i am fucking insane about him.
and win or lose, i think i am going to write a goddamn fic.
anyway, dsmp people, vote for quackity. he's the final girl we deserve.
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