#TY Tank

[piers-official]

Intro Post

Alright Team Yell, Make some noise and introduce yourselves!

Hullo everyone! Name's Joshua (Please jus' call me Tank though) He/Him. I've been a gym trainer since Piers first started his career! I also helped organize Team Yell in it's beginnin's. I got me a drapion who's been my partner since he was jus' a lil' skorupi. Le's make some noise for the others! [Center]

OI! Name's Missy, an' don't you forget it! My trusty weavile an' I practice in gymnastics, We specialize in backflips and somersaults! Oh, and I use she/they pronouns [Right]

'Ello luvs, The name's Rosie (She/Her) an' my main partner is a lovely theivul named Diamond. M'family's been in the toxel breedin' business long since Galar first became an official region. In fact, Piers got his mad lad, Strummer from us! [Left]

Team Yell may have disbanded but we sure didn't!

Ask us some questions and say 'Cheerio', but don't be callin' us, Yell-a! Got it?

'Ow was that, Ms. Marnie?

You all did great! Good job everyone~

#intro post #marnie posts #Team Yell #TY Tank #TY Missy #TY Rosie #pkmn rp #pkmn irl #follower milestone #colored text #//They'll be here all day (until I sleep) so stop by! #//They are also actual gym trainers you meet in spikemuth #//only one of them having a canon name #//the other two are made up names #//found the picture on bulbapedia and im using it as their face claims #//i have no idea how they are in the anime #//okay im done now I swear #marnie rp

[nuclearanomaly]

She didn't Surecast...

#ffxiv #Ninira Nira #Estinien #Estinien Varlineau #Estinien Wyrmblood #estinien x wol #Dawntrail #I started this after EU fanfest but never finsihed #full trailer refilled my motivation tanks #Any reason to think about wet estinien = good #I was always amused thinking about how realistically that wave would just obliterate Nini #she is small #Estinien that's your wife u could have at least held her hand to keep her steady... smh #like all my comics this is dumb ty for your time #art: mine

[verysmallcyborg]

extremely important update: i got the amaro hatchling minion today, a new little friend for fornax :D

#fornax #femroe #gpose #ty onei for my whole life for accompanying me to like 54 rak'tika fates and a bunch of lakeland fates LOL it was so tedious soloing on tank #it's so cute.......... i love it's little animations and the /handover one ;__; #if only it could sit on your shoulder....i would cry #au roe

[planetbeanie]

Todays beanie of the day is Tank the Armadillo

Birthday - 2/22/1995

#tank the armadillo #beanie of the day #beanie babies #beanie baby #ty beanie babies #kidcore #toywave #nostalgia #stuffed animals #90s toys #stuffies #y2k #beanie baby of the day #febaury 22nd

[propertyofsamcollins]

I can't decide so I'm asking for your wisdom

#please reblog and explain if you can ty #ive lost so many braincells trying to comprehend this #like ill think its tank and then ill think too hard #idk #i need other opinions #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted darlin #redacted sam #redacted tank

[cum-padre]

You collect the most fascinating mutuals

You’re the king of the weirdos

Wait what brought this up LMAO you're right tho. coocheville has been saying this about me for years. I love you all though

#Tank is right k think my aura is just too powerful tbh. #ty for asking! #king of weirdos... so good

[gundamcalibarney]

Holding out my hands for any Charlie Sand HCs you got !! You draw him sooo silly.

The silly men!! you get the bonus of having a few hcs for the stoker as well ;)

Charlie Sands:

“Never you mind about Johnny!” laughed the driver, “Just you climb on the cab and look for Thomas!”

- One of the NWR’s longest working railwaymen, has been around since it’s beginnings. Chill and stern, kinda under reacts sometimes but it’s cool. Level headed and can crack jokes in a lot of situations, a quick thinker and adept at adapting to odd situations.

- Lived on Sodor for all his life, very well versed into it’s ins and outs and is usually seen as one of the mentors for new workers.

- Before becoming Edward’s Driver he was Lady’s fireman before graduating to the driver position to help Edward adjust to being on Sodor with the power of his chill attitude. Charlie has been a crew member on other engines though!

Sidney Holloman (Hever):

“Oh dear what can the matter be?” singed the fireman.

- Comparatively a little more new to the Railway, Edward went through one other fireman before Sidney dropped in. Sharp and snarky, doesn’t sugarcoat his words and blunt mouthed, has a bit of an eye for mechanics.

- Used to live in Barrow-in-Furness before moving to Sodor by stowing away on a cargo boat that was heading to Sodor, first worked as Thomas’ fireman before being moved to become Edward’s. Has a bit of a criminal background but he tries to hide that.

- Passionate singer, wanted to be a musician when he was younger.

#daryl draws #answer #ttte #thomas the tank engine #ttte headcanons #ttte drivers #ttte charlie sand #ttte sidney hever #and ty!! charlie sands can look silly as a treat

[afternoonapocalypse]

When the Bad Dragon order comes in.

#be beautiful be brave #personal #I saw another post that made me think of this #ty tank 🤍

[hooksredrum]

if i speak….

#he’s so slu*ty #crazy how hook is either baby girl to the MAX #or in his citygirl era #DON’T even bring up the white tank top w blue jeans combo #cus i WILL go feral #hook #hook nation rise #aew

[4letteraroace]

Soft

‘Soft’ was not a word that was often used to describe Tank. Mainly because anyone who used it would get their ass beat, but also because Tank kept their guard up for so long. How could anyone describe the shifter with a fierce bark and a fiercer bite as soft?

Then there was Sam.Tank found they could open up to him. One look at their mate would change Tank’s expression from pure steel to open, gentle adoration. A shift from Tank to Darlin’. 

Darlin’ found themselves becoming soft. They let their hair grow out. Something they hadn’t done for years because long hair was a liability and a hassle. They started wearing looser jewelry. Hoops instead of studs in their ears and a charm bracelet they hadn’t worn since they were little. But the biggest change was that Darlin’ started to dance again. 

— —

Sam was out with Vincent for the night. Something about closing on a new property for William. And Darlin’ had the house to themselves. A night without Sam. He’d be back before dawn, but there were so many hours between now and then. So, Darlin’ went to theirs and Sam’s shared bedroom and pulled out a box from underneath the bed. Inside were a pair of pointe shoes and a pair of technique ballet shoes. Darlin’ pulled out the technique shoes, whispering a quiet “not tonight” to their pointe shoes. The technique shoes were slightly worn, stained with dirt and sweat and memories. Darlin’ slipped them onto their feet, pointed and flexed their toes to make sure the shoes fit, then padded lightly to the kitchen. 

Gentle piano music started playing from Darlin’s phone as they placed their hand on the back of a chair as if it were a ballet barre. 

Feet turned out in first position. Posture perfect. Close your ribs, tuck the tail. Gently bring your right arm from low fifth, through first, to second position. 

Demi plié. Arm moves to low fifth. Demi plié. Arm moves through first position to second position. Breathe. And grande plié. Bend until your heels barely lift from the floor before straightening. 

Darlin’s mother had put them in ballet classes at a young age. “Dancing will teach you how to direct your energy in a healthy way,” she had said, pinning Tank’s hair into a bun at the crown of their head. “It will teach you discipline. Respect for authority. A sense of community. An appreciation for accomplishment through hard work.” Tank had always loved to dance. It always felt slightly more satisfying to complete a series of fouettés, than to punch someone off their feet. 

Tendu to second position, then fourth, then fifth. Begin the next sets of demi and grande pliés. 

Ballet was a sense of strength for Tank. From a young age they had lean and strong muscles that moved gracefully and efficiently. No one expected the dancer to be a good fighter. This underestimation from their peers let Tank win a great deal of physical fights in school. Tank’s mother disapproved of the fighting, but was proud of how her child handled themselves. There was a beautiful agility in Tank’s movements and attacks. Because of that grace, Tank got off relatively easy with their mother. Hard to get in trouble when mom’s proud of you. 

Tendu combination. Feet in fifth position. Arm in high fifth. Four tendus to the front, side, back, and side again. Arm moves from on high to second, to arabesque, to second again. 

And then there was high school. The move to Dahlia had been rough on Tank. New house, new school, new pack. The members of the Shaw Pack that were Tank’s age seemed to be an exclusive clique. Tank was fine with that. Being alone had never bothered them. Tank was a soloist and a soloist didn’t need validation from their peers. A soloist, however, was more than willing to execute a perfect grande battement devant straight into Asher’s nose when he made fun of Tank for spending all afternoon at ballet rehearsal. Enough power in one kick to give him a nosebleed and to give Tank their first lecture from Gabe. 

Darlin’ wondered if that pair of pointe shoes still had the blood on them. Maybe their parents had thrown that pair away. It had been several years since Darlin’ wore through that pair. 

Focus. Ronde de jambe combination. Then fondue and developpe. Breathe. Don’t get distracted Tank. Close your ribs, tuck the tail, engage your abs. 

As high school went on, Tank grew closer to their packmates. Definitely still a lone wolf but not totally alone. Tank had a small and shaky friendship with David, Asher, and Milo. That bond was formed out of necessity. Tank’s closest friend was an unempowered girl that was in their ballet class. The two had become close when their studio’s production of The Nutcracker had double cast all the roles and both of them were to dance as the Sugar Plum Fairy. The two dancers rehearsed often together and soon became closer than Tank was with any of their packmates. 

No. Don’t think about her. If you think about her, then you’ll think about Him. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe Tank. Fix your posture. Sous-sus and draw your foot up your leg to passé retiré. Balance. Breathe. 

That beautiful dancer was the friend that Quinn attacked. She had finally gotten through to Tank that they didn’t deserve Quinn’s abuse. And he destroyed her for it. 

Don’t think about that. Just breathe, Tank. Let’s skip the adagio combination tonight. Do something more fun. Petite allegro. 

She loved petite allegro. She loved racing Tank through the combo to see who could do it the fastest. Tank always won but the both of them would be laughing together as they missed steps by the end. 

And now you’re crying. Quinn should have his fangs ripped out for what he did to her. And to you. 

— —

By the time Sam walked through the door, Darlin’ was sobbing while forcing their way through a difficult turn combination. 

“Shit. Sam. You’re back early. How did things go with Vincent?” Darlin’ sniffed and wiped away their tears. 

“Things went relatively smoothly. Are you all right, Darlin’? What’s got you cryin’?”

What did Darlin’ ever do to deserve Sam? His worried gaze slid up and down his mate, trying to find the source of the tears and Darlin’s pain. 

“Just some bad memories. I’ll be fine.” Darlin’ tried to brush off Sam’s concern. The walls don’t come down easily. 

“None of that now. Come ‘ere.” Sam pulled Darlin’ into his arms before asking, “do you want to talk about it?”

Darlin’ shook their head. “Just hold me?”

“I can do that,” Sam said softly. 

The memories wouldn’t ever truly go away, but Darlin’ would dance again tomorrow night. For now though, Darlin’ rested in the arms of their mate. Safe. And soft.

#redacted tank #redacted darlin #redacted sam #sam x darlin #my version of darlin is more fem presenting and does ballet #ty for reading #let me know if i should put this on ao3

[tblsomedoodles]

Apocalypse Timeline 1-2 years post invasion (FW au)

soooo my brain is dumb and decided to design these outfits directly before doing a complicated speedpaint involving them. My shoulder's killing me otherwise i'd fully render this as well. for now please enjoy the Apocalypse designs and know i will forever be annoyed that the doodle i designed them for, didn't end up showing a lot of the cooler things these guys got going on.

(yes, this is fairly soon after Donnie's raider incident. He's healed enough to be mobile but not enough that Leo wants him to be mobile.)

(also, the speedpaint will be up tomorrow at some point. the actual doodle took longer than anticipated, but it was really fun so it's fine.)

#tmnt #rottmnt #family web au #apocalypse timeline #my doodles #i had to look up clothing references for these #but i like the designs #especially mikey and his poncho thing #and the fact one of his knee pads is broken #leo has yet to grow into his giant scarf #and raph's casey-style shoulder pad to protect a bit of shell that came off #Raph has more scares and what not b/c he keeps tanking damage meant for his brothers #donnie's just a wreck #he can't really put his coat on properly b/c of the brace and cast #so he's tying it around his shoulders #Mama refuses to give up her glasses #though she did change out of heals #she's got some practical boots now

[piers-official]

Are you guys an evil team or what?

I don't get it...

-@maris-mons

T: Oi, we ain't evil! We jus' made a few mistakes here an' there...

M: We were only framed as "evil" cuz we scared a few gym challengers or whatever! Maybe they shoulda had more of a backbone-

R: MISSY. Look, we were jus' tryin' t'help Ms. marnie and it got out f hand. We ain' evil, I promise.

#answered asks #team yell answers #ty tank #ty missy #ty rosie #pkmn irl #pkmn rp

[banyanas]

JAILED FOR SNAKE DISTURBANCE vs READING PEACEFULLY < she is not literate

#bañana post #was cleaning out the tank and smudge leaves NOBODY alone so. temp banishment #feat. theophagy fic MADE REAL from fae binding it ty bestie

[vind3miat0r]

redactedverse twitter part 6 👍 (feat. the one yt comment)

#im so funny #jax is canon (im delusional) #genuinely surprised that the peeps on ao3 like him 😭 #like ty pookies but WHY?? /genq /pos #hashtag... yeah #redacted asmr #redactedverse #redactedaudio #redacted treasure #redacted darlin #redacted tank #redacted avior #redacted william #redacted fanart #redacted headcanons #vinn says fandom things #I FUCKED UP ON THE DATE FOR AVIORS 😭😭😭 #SSHHHH YOU DONT SEE IT WOOO YOUVE BEEN TRANCED YOU DONT SEE IT

[cute-as-buttons]

How To Take Care of Your To-Be Possessed Host: A Guide by Marcy Wu

Hello everyone, today I'm going to be giving you some tips on how to take care of a host that you are planning to possess! This is mainly targeted at eldritch Gods who want to conquer and/or destroy the world(s), but everyone could use these tricks and tip in my opinion.

Let's get started!

First, and foremost, (and this kinda depends on how you're going to get your host to co-operate with you) in case you stab your host in the process of trying to stop them from getting their friends home, make sure to keep the rejuvenation tank warm because your host will appreciate you for it and it will also make sure they don't end up with knee pain or make their chronic pain WORSE. Keep your dang tank warm.

Second of all, ibuprofen! Most host's best friend and especially if you had to take unconventional approaches to getting your host to BE the host, for example, the aforementioned stabbing, concussions etc. (Though I've heard you're also supposed to see a doctor for that).

Third, get a warm blanket! Even if it isn't that cold, something warm and fuzzy is sure to put both your host and yourself in the mood for some conquering!

Fourthly, if your host happens to be neurodivergent, and even if they're not, just in case, keep a bottle of Adderall on hand! If you're going to conquer the world, it'd be useful to make sure that your host doesn't keep spacing out! Or keep having intrusive thoughts about betrayal that may or may not have been committed along the way, that usually tends to mess with the focusing on conquering bit.

Last but not least! Make sure to have some treats, gotta keep up that seratonin up, ya know? Hot chocolate, ice cream, a few dozen mugs of coffee, the more variety the better!

That being said, if you guys have any other suggestions let me know ^^

Keep your hosts satisfied and healthy, and happy conquering!!

#keep the tank warm or ur host w chronic pain will eat u alive #this was so fun min if u see this ty for the inspo #amphibia #marcy wu #fanfic #sara writes #amphibia fanfic #this is so memey i love it #marcy accidentally posts this to her webcomic tumblr

[heckitall]

I dont usually send asks on anon, so ah,

What's your dog's name?

And what is your dream career?

And thank you I hope I feel better soon too <3

my doggo's name is Pete! hes trained to alert for when my heart does the funky chicken dance and does some pretty sweet deep pressure therapy

also hes just generally p great

AND the dude that punches me when he tries to alert me when im on the couch and cant reach me

he takes his job very seriously

as for dream career, i have no idea! i was medically retired from my last career and kind of just spit out into the world, still flailing a lil bit. HOWEVER i am, as im sure youve picked up on from how much i complain about it, going to college full time!

im in an illustration/sequential major

shocking i know

so we shall see! that at least keeps me busy for the next 4ish years

if yall want, i can take a pic of pete in action tomorrow at the studio :) hes PRETTY CUUUUTTEEEE /not biased at all

#heck asks #tank u wren #i definitely feel better than i did last week :) #i think having something to distract me is super helpful #ty rottmnt fandom for being a real bro