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rainyrindou · 1 month
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ran as that one winnie the pooh pic and rindou being fed up with his annoying ass brother
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skizzlebeetle · 3 months
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benson is trying his best to distract himself from work. a good walk with mcfluffin and skips maybe will make his day better!
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lotus-pear · 5 months
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look here u lil shit
i cannot with this disgusting knowledge that you'd been holding out on us with the coloring
you're telling me you could do masterpieces with glints of light and the shine in the eye and play with the shades between sky and hair?? aND YOU HAVENT BEEN DOIN EM?
monstrous
all your art is wonderful. my compliments dont mean to compare em when they go for different things
i just mean to say that it's worth doing sth different. like, look at shine on his skin and the shade of blues on his hair??
i mean come on, look at that. it's GORGEOUS
(i love his hair im sorry pls gimme more ahhhhhhh🥹)
every once in a while i like reminding ppl that there’s a reason i’ve made it this far👹 it’s not through sketching or cell shading but hours of poring over how to paint and render and do composition. i like doing a rly complicated piece that i think is beyond my limits like once every month just to remind myself how far i’ve come since i was eleven and started doing digital art
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shortcakelils · 1 year
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lily looks like shes gonna sing Jolene
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rhendarzon · 1 year
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AVEYOND MAIN CHARACTERS + LOCATIONS → AVEYOND 1: RHEN'S QUEST
A powerful deity, Ahriman, has opened the Demon Portal and dark creatures now threaten the great isles. You must stop the destruction and destroy Ahriman before it is too late. (insp)
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pancakesnake-exe · 11 months
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@btc-official
I love this meme
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getoswhore · 1 year
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HAPPY MF NEW YEARS BITCHESSSS
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part of me wants to do a redesign of my blog (partially to fuck with a switch friend but mainly to try and get minors to fuck off from my stuff) but the other part of me is too lazy to redo all the templates I filled out to match the colors lmao
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girlwithfish · 8 months
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have no idea how to care for my thick coarse frizzy hair <3
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sandsofdteam-moved · 2 years
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not to invoke the discourse post again but it’s telling how despite my constant efforts to try and get into fps games when I was younger I could not for the life of me consume content from anyone playing COD or cs:go or any games like that but I can sit for hours nowadays and watch sap or punz play valo or the snf/5-stack cs:go lobbies because the culture has gotten so much better + more diverse, and where they’re not, these guys are much more proactive about muting their teammates or just straight up telling them off. THAT’S the progress and unlearning of bad shit I like to see.
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atlemist · 1 year
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super super express explosion!
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spurkspaint · 2 years
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im too lazy to put all my scene shit up so im gonna throw these here a.d just like
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jcsontodd · 2 years
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biting maiming violence etc
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idyllcy · 14 days
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pov ur therapy is doom shopping - tim drake x reader (pretty bird countdown #1)
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The world stops for no one.
You drum your fingers against the marble of your kitchen island, browsing through online shops while you're supposed to be working on your paper, humming to yourself as the rain outside your window drums erratically against the glass. It's far too late for you to be awake, but you're also waiting for someone to get home. You wonder why he had picked such an early patrol time for once. It wasn't common for him to be back before two.
"The rain is terrible." Tim sighs, window opening as he slides in, unclasping his boots and cape, locking the window as he turns on the tint. "You alright?"
You hum at him, continuing with your shopping. 
"Whatcha looking at?" He peels off his suit, dropping it down the chute as it lands with a thud, wrapping his arms around your shoulders as he stares at your screen.
"Doom shopping?"
"The day's been slow."
"I figured." He hums. "It's why I took an early shift."
"You seem to know me a little too well." You mumble, no real malice behind your words, clicking add to cart. 
"Isn't it nice?"
"I suppose." You scroll through your cart, blinking twice before closing your laptop. "How was patrol?"
"You don't need to fill in the silence, you know?" He squeezes you, carrying you in his arms as he tells you about patrol anyway. You need time off from your mind, and he's more than willing to help you out. You'd have a higher chance of being better in the morning than anything else. "So? What did you do while I was out?"
"I put the dishes in the dishwasher." You hum. "Not to dry. To wash. I think we officially have enough dishes to use the dishwasher instead of handwashing."
"Mhm?"
"And I also made some steamed egg." You shift slightly in his arms as he reaches to open the bedroom door. 
"Did you save me some?"
"Yeah." You yawn. "Middle section of the upper fridge. If you want anything else, there's quite a couple of things in the freezer. I think we need to eat the costco mac n cheese soon."
Tim laughs. "Yeah?"
"Mhm. Also, I was looking through my photos that I got before my gramps passed..."
"Were you thinking about him?"
"I was." You close your eyes as he sets you down on the bed. "I think that's why I'm so down right now."
"Yeah. I feel that." He mumbles. "I'll shower and then we can get to bed, alright? Feel free to keep browsing. The tablet is charged."
"Alright." 
Tim finds that taking care of you is no big deal no matter how tired he is. It's as easy to take care of you as it is to breathe, and even with the ring on your ear and the band on your finger, he finds that it has only gotten easier to be your other half. He's sure you would say the same, your ring never leaving your finger even while resting — never gone even when he's bloody from the worse days of patrol. The dirt and grime slide down his body as he washes, bathroom door opening as you move to sit in the tub to be by him.
"You alright?"
The lack of response and comfortable silence tells Tim all he needs to know.
"Did you see the new video from Bernard?"
"The one detailing Nightwing as a vampire?"
"Yeah."
"I did." You hum.
"Thoughts?"
"Found it funny. He used one of my photosets from April Fools years back as evidence and I thought I was going to lose my mind." You hum. "Do you think the study could fit a couple more blind boxes?"
"I'm sure it can... somehow. We can always layer the figures." Tim reaches for face wash. "Oh, right. I saw your serum was low. Do you need more?"
"I went over my spending limit for the month, so next month." You mumble. "What do you think about a custom figure?"
"You'd have to be filthy rich for that, no?" He pauses. "Wait. Pretty bird. Why do you have a limit if my credit card never maxes out—"
"Well, aren't you filthy rich?" You raise a brow. "What if you divorce me one day?"
"I am." Tim agrees, closing his mouth to wash his face. "That's not happening. Shoo. You'll put me in my grave before I let you get away from me."
"Then, we can afford it." You hum. "Well, might as well spend the money. Considering that we don't want kids and all." You choose to ignore his words.
"I can't believe your mom is still pestering me to change your mind." Tim sighs. "What gene do they want to continue down the bloodline? Your brain?"
"Your brain, birdie." You chuckle. "You're rich, smart, and other than..."
"Hey, don't bring my height into this!" Tim gasps. "Rude." 
"Hey, I didn't say shit." You grumble. "You know damn well your family has a tall gene."
"I might kill you." 
"That'd align perfectly with my interests." You blow a raspberry at him through the glass.
"Regardless, I told her she's getting no grandchildren. Told her I'm sterile."
You cough, laugh stuck in your chest as you gasp for air, wheezing in the process.
"You alright, pretty bird?"
"I just lost it, sorry." You cough, trying to get the words out. "You are NOT sterile."
"That vasectomy says otherwise."
"That makes you infertile!"
"Yeah, but if I tell her I'm infertile, she might tell me that we could always do IVF."
"Evil..." You mumble.
"I know." Tim grumbles. "Well, regardless," he turns the water off, "might as well spend money on the things that matter?"
"Which is?"
"My wife's retail therapy." Tim grins, robe wrapped around his body as he opens his arms for you. "Hm?"
"I don't know, birdie." You pretend to think. "Sounds like a lot of money you're spending there."
"Well, it's all worth it. Happy wife, happy life. happy spouse, happy house." He hums. "As long as you're smiling, then it made all of that nonsensical pining I went through when I first met you in person worth it."
"Yeah?"
"Positive." He grins.
"You've become real sappy, you know?"
"And you don't like it?"
"Mm..." You pinch his cheek as he reaches over you to shut the lights. "No. I do."
"I know you do." He pinches your cheek back. "It's why you married me."
"Maybe I married you for your bank account."
Tim pretends to gasp in offense, jaw dropped. "You couldn't have."
You go quiet, Tim reaching over to pinch your cheek again as you bite his fingers.
"Hey!"
You stick your tongue out at him with a 'blegh' and he huffs. 
"Nighty night, pretty bird."
"Love you too, birdie."
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ruthirlcartoon · 5 months
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Apparently in BG1 you can import personalized protraits and since all of the portraits sucked I painted this one Risu panel and compressed it to an humiliating quality.
His name is Rake he's a human warrior cuz any other class or race asked me to do math 4 the attacks
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sakebytheriver · 1 year
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