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virtchandmoir · 5 days
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Sanna Järnkrok 💃🏻's Instagram Story (April 24)
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astromechs · 1 year
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still cracking up over that one comment i saw about andor being "largely blorbo-free" as if there wasn't a whole contingent of us that got bodily dragged back into star wars precisely because cassian andor is, in fact, our blorbo
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whatthymeizzit · 3 months
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Eugenie Danglars and Louise got a hotel room with two beds and only used one of them. Like rip to ur only one bed trope but I'm different
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mrmcwigglyman · 11 months
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Well if MY friends and I were trapped inside a building with my evil doppelganger, I would simply handcuff us all together so the doppelganger wouldn't be able to catch any of us alone.
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benzatthanin · 7 days
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THAME-PO / HEART THAT SKIPS A BEAT (2024-ish)
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 11 months
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Why would you—That's not—I just wanted to ask for help, why did you have to go and make it awkward???
[First] Prev <–-> Next
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zevrans · 1 year
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if i haven't played re4 i'd genuinely think this was an edit but no it's the actual commentary from leon in game and i'm losing my goddamn minddd
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vvanessaives · 1 year
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Fallout 4 + RADSTORMS
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rogueddie · 1 year
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Steves mom gets a cat. He's a chubby boy who hates being picked up, hates getting too much attention and doesn't like playing. He likes to do his own thing and sometimes sit next to someone so they can pet him for maybe ten minutes. Steves mom thinks hes perfect.
But then they leave, just two weeks after getting the cat, leaving Steve to take care of him. Steve is so sure it's going to be miserable. He doesn't need something else to ignore him at home. He'd rather be alone than feel the sting of rejection.
But the cat loves him. Steve starts calling him Baby so much that it sticks- Steve even forgets what his actual name is and Baby won't respond to anything else. He won't respond to anyone else. He's obsessed with Steve.
He always yowls at the doors when Steve tries to close them, scratching at them. He sits and meows when Steve has things on his laps, not shutting up until Steve makes space for him to curl up on him. He's always in Steves room, sleeping on his bed or the pile of old clothes so he's surrounded by Steves scent.
He even lets Steve pick him up. Not for long but, whenever he does, Baby uses the excuse to nuzzle his neck, rub his cheek on Steves, lick behind his ears. He's always purring when Steve is touching him.
One time, when Eddie had been getting a little rough with Steve, Baby had attacked him. Scratching and biting until he bled quite a lot, hissing whenever he tried to go near Steve the rest of the night. He wouldn't even let Eddie give Steve a goodbye kiss.
The dynamic is very clear after that; Steve is Babys human, and as long as that cat is around, no one is allowed to hurt him.
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separatedleoau · 1 year
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Stay hydrated!!
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they are exited:)
bonus that totaly didn't have me frantically trying to rememeber different future Leos and then made me realize halfway that some of them lost their arm in their AUs (also I just realized I fogot to write who the others are, anyways...)
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@tmntaucompetition
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daisywords · 9 months
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when will people understand that I don't write because I have a publishing goal? The publishing goals are incidental. I write bc I am strange and weird hope this helps
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books-apples-socks · 8 days
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john silver has the worst job on the planet because if i had to argue with a man having a category 5 cunt event every three seconds when he's shoulders tits and thighs like that i'd simply throw myself overboard
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unfinishedslurs · 1 year
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child lost in the grocery store (platonic stobin)
“Oh no no no no no,” Robin says, panicked. “Don’t cry, tiny child. Please don’t cry, oh God you’re crying, uh…Steve!” 
He rounds the aisle. “They’re out of Dustin’s favorite cereal,” he says sourly, before his eyes fall on the crying child Robin is kneeling by, and he raises his eyebrows. 
Help, she pleads with her eyes, and he sighs, setting the boxes he’s holding in the cart and crouching down next to them. 
“Hey there,” he greets warmly, so calm and caring it makes Robin want to throw herself into his arms and sob. “What’s wrong?”
The kid just shakes her head. 
Steve takes it with grace. “This is my friend Robin, I came here with her. Did you come here with anyone?”
“M-m-my mommy,” she blubbers. “But she’s gone.”
The sentence ends in a drawn out wail that makes her want to simultaneously hold the poor kid and slam her own head into a wall. Steve widens his eyes in sympathy. 
“That’s not good. Do you know where you last saw her?”
She shakes her head no again, and Robin stares at him, silently pleading for him to make the kid stop crying. 
He rolls his eyes at her before turning back to the kid. “That’s okay,” he soothes. “It happens sometimes. I bet she’s just as worried as you are right now. Do you want help finding her?”
A small nod, and she finally looks up, enough that Robin can see her big, bloodshot eyes. Are kids' eyes really just that big? They’re like tiny little aliens. 
“Okay, here’s what we’ll do,” Steve says confidently enough that both she and the kid relax. “We’ll go to the checkout with the nice lady, okay? And we’ll wait there for your mommy. That’s rule one of getting lost in the store, always go to the front desk.”
“Really?”
He smiles down at her, beginning to straighten up. “Oh, yeah. Sometimes I still have to do it, and I always find who I’m looking for.” He offers a hand, and the kid clings to it like he’s her last lifeline on earth. 
“What if she’s not there?” 
“Well,” he says, starting to walk towards the desk. Robin hurries to fall into step with them, and he smiles at her. “If she doesn’t come by the desk, my friend here will go find her, and tell her where you are.” He lowers his voice conspiringly. “She can be really loud.”
“Hey!” Robin protests, and the kid giggles. Giggles. If she were in any way, shape, or form attracted to men, she’d kiss him on the mouth. 
“Do you wanna tell me your name now?”
“It’s Jess!”
“Jess, huh? Short for Jessica?” She nods. “It’s a pretty name, it suits you.”
“Thank you,” she says shyly, pulling her dark hair in front of her mouth. 
“My name is Steve, this is my friend Robin.”
Jess perks up, even though Steve had introduced her earlier. Poor girl probably had bigger things to worry about. “Like the bird?”
“Exactly like the bird.” He grins. “Do you like robins, Jess?” Apparently Jess is really into birds. In the short time it takes to get to the counter, Robin has found out that robins hop on the ground to make worms think it’s raining, that you should feed ducks seeds instead of bread, and Jess’s favorite kind of bird is a woodpecker.
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t00thpasteface · 5 months
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something very funny about people hint-hinting in the tags about picking up on one of your art/writing style influences like they think they've uncovered some dirty secret of yours, but if they actually looked at your blog or whatever they'd know you never tried to hide it
whenever i draw in a more simplified chibi style i get a lot of very coy, teasing tags like "this looks like homestuck 🤨 op were you into homestuck?? 🤭" like it's going to make me go NOOO MY SECRET SHAME!!! like buddy, you can't get a rise out of me by pointing out something i openly and regularly admit to. it just sounds like someone going "op... do you... by any chance... hehehe... EAT FOOD?" waving a single candy wrapper around as their damning evidence while i'm visibly halfway through a double cheeseburger in broad daylight
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yuviur · 5 months
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And then, Henry is holding them really tight, more for his security than theirs, and he walks out of the dungeon (ep 42)
I cannot be the only one who cried when the twins climbed Henry and sat on his shoulders like two loving pauldrons 🥺
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francisabernathysgf · 11 months
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now look if i got sucked into a very elite pretentious group of classics majors who are addicts and homos in denials i wouldn't get killed.
rip to bunny corcoran but i'm just built different
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