#bad lads

[why-its-kai]

Full resolution detail scans of the production materials printed in the "Monthly Satellite Times" newspaper insert included in the Trigun Stage 4 Laserdisc release. (2/2)

Scanned, stitched together, newsprint paper texture removed by me.

13. Sandsteamer crewmen's heat-resistant clothing 14. Humpback class sandsteamer (front) 15. Humpback class sandsteamer (rear) 16. Humpback class sandsteamer bridge (front) 17. Humpback class sandsteamer suspension 18. Humpback class sandsteamer 19. Humpback class sandsteamer cockpit 20. Kaite (bandaged) 21. Kaite 22. Kaite (heat-resistant clothing) 23. Kaite's father (Richard Trevisick) 24. Milly & Meryl (Bad Lad disguises) 25. Milly & Meryl (pajamas)

#trigun #trigun 1998 #my scan #my scans #my edit #production materials #settei #b. d. n. #bdn #and between the wasteland and sky... #sand steamer #sandsteamer #kaite #kaite trevisick #richard trevisick #meryl stryfe #milly thompson #bad lad #bad lads #trigun laserdiscs

[bimbo-dynamites-neon]

Don't be sad...Stampede timeline BDN, okay? 🥺

Also enjoy Bad Lads Gang but with masks that are able to emote. It gives them so much more personality 😌 like when they're mad it just goes >:(

#they look like they drink mountain dew #trigun stampede #trigun #bad lads #bad lads gang #bdn #brilliant dynamites neon #digital inking #stampede saturday #also i like the idea of that eye design being on their masks bc they can do cute emotes

[lonelysnowyart]

quick tristamp version of beremy since my boy was missing from the episode with the bad lads 😔

#trigun #trigun art #fanart #art #my art #drawing #bad lads #bad lads gang #beremy #beremy my beloved #beremy trigun #trigun stampede #tristamp #artists on tumblr

[lost-technology]

Bad Lad Yeehawgust Day 9 - Masked Bandit [IMG ID: A man in a black hazmat-like suit and gas-mask decorated with green neon glowing tubes against a black landscape and a night sky. / IMG ID] One of the Bad Lad bandits - Trigun '98 and Trigun Maximum style (because while the Trigun Stampede versions of them were more colorful, they were a little more complicated and I prefer the old school design).

#trigun #trigun maximum #bad lads #bad lads gang #yeehagust 2023 #yeehawgust

[merrygejelh]

imagine you're yasmin khan right. and one year ago you had a bittersweet breakup with the woman you had unending devotion to while she was chronically emotionally unavailable. and you found a stopping point in this relationship when you both knew that she would never be able to be in a normal committed relationship or be involved in your home life the same way you're involved in hers. so you go home and you live your life for a year and you start a group therapy with all her other exes because good lord that was a lot.

and then you find out that your ex is now a middle aged gay man living in chiswick with his best friend and her family and he's normal and happy. and for him this all happened in the span of a few days. wouldn't you start snapping necks.

#doctor who #shes having a bad time with this one lads #doctor who spoilers

[barissoffee]

Hunter, Wrecker and Crosshair after reading Ventress's file and knowing everything that she has done: we can fight her

Echo with past history fighting her and a brain:

#mine #tbb spoilers #the bad batch #arc trooper echo #echo we miss you king #the lads need you

[b4kuch1n]

study of this masterwork

#wayneradiotv #rtvs #sonic the hedgehog #after '''''typesetting'''''''' this thing I almost forgot how to spell hedgehog #the caption is fully unironic btw this is for educational purpose. its very fun to draft a comic from an existing ''thumbnail'' it turns ou #but also I just love comics dude. I just love sequential art its so cool to see how anyone arranges things in their own comic #like. wayne's sprite on top of the ''what!!'' speech bubble. really fucking good #little bit sad I couldnt catch the streams live even tho they did run in my timezone... bc Im bad at sleepin #but! Im gonna try and set an alarm this weekend. wanna hang out for a bit #also yeah all dialogue in this is accurate to the original. no use fixing whats perfect as they say #debated printing this out and scuffing the paper with eraser and then re-scan it. for authenticity. but Im tired and dinner soon so #sorry cosme my friend cosme I couldnt commit. I couldnt do it.... #anyways yeah. I dinner now #have a good day lads! what u see truly is what u get

[gallusrostromegalus]

Kenpachi Realizes Nobody Else Actually Read The Employee Handbook And Decides To Get Inventive, A Story In A Ranking Chart

Yamamoto Thought He Was Punishing Everyone Including Zaraki By Making Him Actually Fill Out That Report, Was Not Ready For Zaraki To Deliver A Twelve Hundred Slide Powerpoint Category Seven Autism Infodump About It A Week Later, A Sequel

#Bleach #Bleach Fanfic #AEIWAM #An Elephant Is Warm And Mushy #kenpachi zaraki #the key difference between Canon Zaraki and AEIWAM Zaraki is about 500 Menial Labor Jobs worth of practical skills and skepticism #For real though if yamamoto made Zaraki fill out a Report on everyone fighting ability the lad would go hog fucking wild #Yamamoto has never seen analysis like this #Yamamoto would prefer not to see analysis like this #but he DID ask and Zaraki is having so much fun he feels bad interrupting

[azulhamsandwich]

One man’s wrath is another man’s pleasure

see what i did there hehe. though, completely honest, kinda ship em 😌

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me fanart #obey me satan #satans a wee lil lad #what in hell is bad #what in hell is bad satan #whb satan #whb #satanxsatan #satansquared

[why-its-kai]

Full resolution detail scans of the production materials printed in the "Monthly Satellite Times" newspaper insert included in the Trigun Stage 4 Laserdisc release. (1/2)

Scanned, stitched together, newsprint paper texture removed by me.

Bad Lad

Assault rifle used by the Bad Lads

Neon's 45 Magnam B•D Special gun

Brilliant Dynamites Neon (1)

Brilliant Dynamites Neon (2)

Character height chart for episodes 7 & 8

Neon's armored car (1)

Neon's armored car (2)

Neon's armored car (3)

Sandsteamer captain

Tour conductor

Sandsteamer crewmen

#trigun #trigun 1998 #my scan #my scans #my edit #production materials #settei #b. d. n. #bdn #and between the wasteland and sky... #bad lad #bad lads #brilliant dynamites neon #trigun laserdiscs

[bimbo-dynamites-neon]

Stop the one on the left is literally using a dead guy to make finger hearts 💕 . Their boss would be so proud 👏 🥺

#did we get bdn? no #am i crying? absolutely #i will say i did love the plant design and i cannot wait for episode 8! #trigun #bdn #brilliant dynamites neon #bad lads

[darlingrini]

I've been playing a lot of the Teal Mask DLC for Pokemon Scarlet/Violet and just akljdlf Kieran you funky lil lad I swear to god- Also added response-

#the teal mask #pokemon kieran #i love him so lkajdlfaj #darling rini #rini sona #pokemon scarlet and violet #kieran pokemon #pokemon dlc #fanart #this lad needs a damn hug #and i feel bad LYING TO HIM PLS GAMEFREAK-

[revasserium]

waiting for winter (我期待的不是雪)

zayne; 1,616 words; fluff, pining, gn!reader, no "y/n", spoilers for lads ch.4, whipped!zayne

summary: he has never loved the winter

a/n: yes, this was inspired by that one chinese tiktok song. no, i will not elaborate.

He has never loved the winter.

But he remembers the first time he watched the snow fall reflected in your eyes — your cheeks kissed pink by the unforgiving wind, the sky a smear of white as the cold sunk into his bones. He remembers the silver bell ring of your laughter as you’d dragged him by the hand out to build a snowman, the look on your face when he’d remarked that your snowman’s nose was crooked because there were no carrots at the corner store so you’d had to make do with a potato instead.

“Look! It’s snowing!”

Zayne shakes himself into the present, glancing out of his office window at the cotton-soft flurries spinning by his windows. Across from him, you’re sitting with a muffler thrown haphazardly around your shoulders, watching the snow with an open, child-like wonder that makes his entire chest twist tight with —

He clears his throat.

“All the more reason for you to be careful — make sure to bundle up when you go outside,” he says, dropping his eyes back to your most recent health report.

You’re not sleeping enough, and your vitamin D levels are lower than he’d like. He’d hoped that becoming a Hunter would at least expose you to a decent amount of sun but then again, you had told him that Jenna’s been keeping tight reigns on you since the explosion.

“Yeah, yeah — I’ll be careful.”

He looks up, his eyes dark as he looks over the shape of you, fingers curled in your lap as you look up at him from beneath your lashes. He holds your gaze and fights to keep his expression neutral as you blush and look away, somehow reverting back to a much younger version of you — the memory of it superimposed upon the look of you now.

“You’re just as bossy as you were back then,” you say, sighing as you shrug up your shoulders like a scolded child.

Zayne scoffs, affording himself a small laugh, “Except I have a doctorate to back it up now, don’t I?”

You pout, pursing your lips. Zayne wonders, for the millionth time that day, how soft they might be beneath his own.

“I liked you better before you got your fancy creds,” you say, still pouting.

Zayne sighs, flicking off his tablet and putting it down on the table.

“Alright, what do you want?”

You blink up at him, eyes wide enough to convince anyone else of your innocence. But he knows better. He’s always known better.

“What do you mean?”

He ticks his tongue against his teeth and leans back in his chair, checking his watch.

“It’s almost lunchtime — c’mon.”

He pushes up from his desk and tugs his doctor’s coat from his shoulders, rolling them loose of the tightness that had gathered there all morning.

“Huh?”

He rounds his desk and tugs his winter coat from the back of the door, turning to fix you with a look.

“The noodle shop around the corner has your favorite as a lunch special.”

He counts down from five in his head — four, three, two —

“Really?” your face breaks into a grin wide enough to split your face. He chuckles.

“Yes, really. Are you coming?”

You stare for a second longer before leaping to your feet and bounding to his side. He reaches out to adjust your muffler, tying it tighter over the front of your chest, swatting your hand away when you try to loosen it.

“I’m going to choke!”

“Better that than for you to get sick again.”

He tugs open the door and watches you walk into the hallway, a bounce to your step that he hasn’t seen since you were both kids and he’d promised you he’d buy you sweets on the way home from school.

“How’re you so sure that the lunch specials gonna be my favorite?” you ask, pivoting on your heels and fixing him with a look, halfway down the white-washed hospital halls. Zayne takes his time buttoning up his own coat and locking his office door behind him.

“Because,” he says, voice steady as he strolls by you, glancing down with the shadow of a smile crimping his lips —

“I know you.”

* * *

He has never loved the winter.

But, he thinks as he watches you slurp down a bowl of wide-cut noodles, your cheeks flushed red with joy, he might just learn to love a winter like this.

You don’t question it when he reaches out to swipe at the corner of your mouth with this thumb, licking off the excess with a contemplative hm. But he revels in the way you swallow and blush and look away.

He wonders if you know.

He wonders if you know that you haunt him like the cold haunts him on the nights when he’s alone. He wonders if you see him the way he sees you, cast behind his eyelids like the frames of an old film whenever he closes his eyes, your smile more familiar to him than his own.

“Full?” he asks, watching as you wipe your mouth on a bit of napkin, lips stained red by the chili sauce.

“Mhm!” you nod, smiling up at him.

The noodle shop smells of chicken stock and green onions and the sharp dampness of snow on winter coats. You push the noodle bowl away and stare down at your hands.

“Are you — I mean… you have to go back to work, right?”

He can’t help but notice the note of reluctance in your voice, the way you look up at him as if hoping he’ll say no. He nods, folding his napkin into halves, and then forths. Outside, the sun is already falling toward the far horizon, casting everything in a goldenrod glow. Shadows fall long and sure along the pavement and Zayne doesn’t want to think about the endless hours of darkness ahead.

“Are you going home after this?” he asks, nodding stiffly to the waiter as he hands over his card, wordlessly pushing your hand away as you make a feeble attempt to try and snatch the receipt.

“I… was thinking about going to see a movie,” you say, thumbing at a stray thread along the edge of your coat. He watches you tug at it for a while before reaching out to take your hand in his.

“Go home,” he says, his voice level.

Your brow creases in a slight frown as you look up.

“But… I wanted to see —”

“We’ll see it this weekend,” he says, giving your hand a quick squeeze before letting go, thanking the waiter as he takes back his card and scribbles his signature on the receipt.

“We will?” you ask, blinking up at him as he stands up.

“Yes. It’s showing Saturday at 2:30 — we can get lunch before, or dinner after.”

He’s tugging on his coat when you reach up to loop his scarf around his neck, standing too close, so close he can smell the caramel milk and whipped cream of your skin. He fights down the shivers that threaten to shake down his spine as he goes still, waiting as you tuck his scarf securely around his neck.

“You never tie your scarf right,” you say, dropping back down onto your heels even as you shoulder on your own coat, cheeks dusted the most darling shade of pink Zayne has ever seen. As he watches you, he thinks it might just put the winter sun to shame.

He thinks he might thank you, or he might just bend down and kiss you — he’s uncertain all the way till you make it outside and you turn to smile up at him. And like this, with the dying sun caressing the edge of your cheek, the line of your jaw, you are nothing short of ethereal.

Zayne reaches forward, his thumb and forefinger catching your chin as he leans down.

Your gasp is little more than a hiccup of breath —

“Don’t be late,” he says, stopping mere inches from your lips, whispering the words against where your lips might be if he were a little more daring.

You hold perfectly still, your eyes round as you stare up at him, searching his face for… something — anything.

When he pulls back, he thinks you almost make to chase him. But you let his fingers drop from your skin and you tug at your muffler, toeing at the slushed-up snow on the sidewalk.

“Winter’s my favorite season, y’know,” you say. And Zayne doesn’t dare to hope. But he does — he watches you out of the corner of his eyes. Above you, all around you, the afternoon sun flickers and fades, a daytime aurora, like tendrils of some long-gone magic, coaxing willing believers toward their untimely doom.

“Hn,” he says, not trusting himself with more. He waits; you take a long breath before turning to look at him.

“You wanna know why?” you ask. And finally, finally he turns to you, his eyes catching your eyes — and in them, he sees the twisting colors of the sky reflected there, serpentine and sinuous. Ancient and inexorable. Reds and yellows, pinks and purples, bleeding into an endless, endless winter blue.

He wets his lips and swallows hard, “Why?”

You smile, and it is like the first glimmer of sun after an arctic winter’s night, and he can’t breathe for the sight of it.

“Because… it reminds me of you.”

lads requests r.... open lol

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace x reader #love & deepspace #love and deepspace zayne #love & deepsace x reader #zayne x reader #zayne love and deepspace #Zayne love & deepspace #lads zayne #love and deepspace x you #lads zayne x you #love and deepspace fluff #x reader #love and deepspace fanfic #floofy floof floof #li shen #YALL LMFAO #whawt the fuck why am i down SO FUCKING BAD #i like zayne so much more in chinese LOL hes got so much more #PERSONALITY???? in chinese IDK man #and it's not the translations fault cause its just... hard to translate #but yeah LMFAO #hes cute u__u

[paxopalotls]

Doodle of @/nicktoonsunite's aged up danny design bc I like the fire ponytail it's v fun

#not tagging them #bc they are v cool big artist #and I am but a scared lad #but go look at their art pls bc it makes me die /pos #danny phantom #danny fenton #danny phantom fanart #danny fenton fanart #nicktoons #pax art #I'm so bad at captioning I'm sorry

[coralsnake]

Three days left

#star wars #the bad batch #tech #tech bad batch #tbb #bad batch #the bad batch season 3 #the bad batch final season #my art #CoralSnake arts #losing hope this good lad could be alive but I love him and miss him 😭 #tech lives

[jqnehr]

꒰ 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 : 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐳𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲-𝐚𝐭-𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞… ꒱

word count: 950 contains: domestic fluff, crack, my shitty writing strikes AGAIN zayne x female!reader note: guess who's brainrotting again!! 🥰 I haven't posted for l&dps in a hot minute so uh here y'all go (those requests are still sitting in my drafts bro im so sorry 😔) masterlist

⟡ …is fairly uneventful. but it’s the kind of unexciting lull that’s peaceful, not boring. you get up in the morning, turn the ac on, lay out his work clothes and shoes and towel for his morning shower, before heading to get the coffee machine going. you don’t mind having to get up so early in the morning for him; making his bento lunch boxes full of food that would be bound to get him through the day. zayne treats you like a queen, his hefty paycheck leaving more than enough for him to arrive home with a little bag from some expensive jewellery shop, presenting you with either a lovely gemmed pendant, a dazzling pair of earrings or stylish bracelets. 

⟡ …is relaxing. when he leaves for the day, you having helped him into his coat and him bidding you goodbye with a long, loving kiss, you get to blast your favourite songs and get on with what housework that needs to be done. once the chores are completed, you can chill for the rest of the day—sometimes, you just settle for being a couch potato and binge your favourite dramas with an entire tub of ice cream, maybe do some baking (i.e., chocolate brownies or cake that zayne adores), or you head out to do some grocery shopping, treating yourself along the way. 

⟡ …is amusing for those around to see. from time to time, zayne is rather in a rush and forgets to pack his lunch box that sits on the bench, ready for him to take. this provides you a perfect excuse to visit him at the hospital, tapping on his office door at a certain time when you know he’s free—which is, of course, lunchtime. the idiot usually works through his lunch break. the scolding he receives upon your arrival always has him quickly turning off his computer and obeying your orders.

“you forgot your lunch box again this morni—” looking up, zayne sees you standing frozen in the doorway, his blue bento lunch box in your hands, staring at him with this expression of pure disappointment that immediately tells him what’s coming. resigning himself to his fate, zayne steels himself for a lecture in 3, 2, 1…

“how many times do i have to tell you to actually take a break when it’s break time?” slamming the lunch box down on his desk, zayne watches his wife plant a hand on her hip and jut a finger at him, then the bento box. “do i have to come down here everyday to monitor you like a fussing mother hen? i’m going to start calling you at twelve pm, on the dot, if you don’t get your act together, zayne!”

slipping his glasses off, he reigns in his annoyance and reaches for his bento box. he can smell the still-warm food within it, and his stomach instantly rumbles in hunger. eating meals made by you is always a highlight of his day. “no need, my dear. i’ll set a reminder—”

“rubbish! you said that last week when i barged in here, catching you spending more time with your damn computer and documents than you do me.” 

“love, you need to understand that i have a lot of work that needs doing—”

“of course i understand that! but whenever you skip your lunch breaks, you come home grumpier than usual, you grumble at me when i don’t do something right, and complain of a headache! it also sends your evol off kilter, putting you in danger! i hate to be that one nagging wife, but sometimes it’s like i’m taking care of a seven-year-old who refuses to eat his brussel sprouts, and then wonder why he’s not getting any taller.”

so zayne did as he was told and ate every morsel in that bento box under your strict, watchful eye. dr greyson ushers the other interns away from the office when he heard you two ‘arguing’, the young kids snickering to themselves at the sight of the unapproachable, frigid chief cardiac surgeon zayne hastily obeying his wife’s every order.

⟡ …is sometimes stressful. zayne occasionally has these vigilante tendencies, roaming around the alleyways way past his due hour home and wiping out all these wanderers without sending you a single text about it. it leaves you absolutely worried sick, and the beratings he receives immediately upon his arrival home are ten times worse than the ones he’s subjected to when he forgets his lunch box. 

⟡ …means there are ‘terms and conditions’ established. he makes the money, but you run the shop. your shared apartment is spacious and very modern, yes, but there’s still quite a lot of vacuum cleaning and window-washing to do. zayne respects that you’re the woman of the house, and never misunderstand that your marriage is a mutual effort. you both love each other very much, and you hardly ever fight (apart from petty arguments over who’s doing the dishes tonight). just because zayne works all day does not mean he doesn’t have to pull his weight around. 

⟡ …means his days off are spent sleeping in, making love, and spending what time you have together preciously. you’ll go out to eat or go for a walk along the beach. he’ll tell you about his week, you’ll comfort him over the patients he couldn’t save. it never helps that he always beats himself up over it. no matter how much you try to tell him it wasn’t his fault, that sometimes there’s only so much he can do, he’ll always feel responsible. zayne may seem like a cold, unfeeling man, but he’s likely the most empathetic, humane person you’ve ever met.

it's the RATE at which feminism leaves my body whenever this man shows up 🙏

I apologise for this, it was written on a whim when I am supposed to be studying for my history assignment due next week!! 🥰 oh well <3

and I'd just like to say this - if this has already been done before, then I can tell you right now that I did not know. I don't want to have another anon enter my inbox saying "erm actually this is really similar to [this person]'s post 🤓☝️" and basically accuse me of being a plagiariser. because I wrote this, as I said, on a whim while eating my avocado on toast after doing my dailies on l&dps, not after reading some other author's fic and going "hey im gonna write that", because bro ☠️ that's crazy. so if it is similar to someone else's, I apologise! I genuinely did not know (I can't stress that enough) 💛

#zayne love and deepspace #love and deepspace #zayne love and deepspace x reader #lads zayne #zayne x reader #love and deepspace zayne #zayne fluff #zayne x you #lads #zayne #I have 54839753925943 things I should be working on but instead im posting this #pray for me guys im about to wither away completely 🙏 #I also have a very bad headache anyways LOVE YALL!! #zayne love and deepspace headcanons #love and deepspace headcanons