#but I'm still happy with it

[phantom-of-the-501st]

I feel like this is going to be one of those things where I'm going to need a complete rewatch of the show to work out where I stand because rn I'm relatively happy with the ending but I feel like I need to look at the show as a whole to really work out how well it tied everything together

#I don't think it was as good as it had the potential of being #but I'm still happy with it #it's just the fact that the more I think about it the more I start questioning things #so I think I need to go through and study the show again at some point #especially since my emotions are all over the place rn #the bad batch #Star Wars #the bad batch season 3

[pnwfunguys]

Trying to get a better look at these (my best guess) Mulch Maids and making a spore print.

Leratiomyces \\ Big Island, Hawaii \\ fall 2023

#mycology #photography #fungi #mushroom id #mushroom #my photo #mushrooms #nature #goblincore #science #spore print #aeshtetic #in the lab #the lab being my room #spores #i forgot to cover the cap when making the print so the spores ended up blowing around #but i'm still happy with it #autumn #fall #dark academia

[ereshai]

Phlint with 3 for the bed sharing scenarios?

"we have to sleep on the forest ground, so everything can be the bed, but we still sleep close, because we feel too exposed"

No Ritz, No Ramada (Not Even a Rodeway)

"What part of the plan is this, sir?" Barton asked once they were sure the security team they were avoiding had moved on. They were currently tucked under some underbrush behind a fallen log; they would have to move to better cover soon. That was a relatively simple matter, as long as they avoided detection; luckily there was no electronic surveillance beyond the target facility's fenced perimeter. Unfortunately, the plan had not involved entering the forest surrounding the facility at all. The whole thing was fubar.

"The part where we abort the mission and another team attempts to retrieve the intel at a later date." Phil began to crawl backwards out of the brush and Barton followed.

"But our ride won't be here until tomorrow, huh?" Barton mumbled. Phil wasn't sure if he was supposed to hear or not, but there was no point in pretending.

"That's correct, Barton."

"So we're sleeping in the dirt tonight." He sounded resigned yet cheerful. It was only the third time Phil had worked with Barton, and so far they were three for three for ops going south in mildly infuriating, but not truly dangerous, ways. Every time, Barton took things in stride. Phil appreciated it; there were plenty of otherwise good agents who would already be complaining about sleeping rough.

They trekked through the trees, stepping carefully over roots and circling tangles of bushes, heading in the general direction of their pickup site. They didn't talk much; the noise they were making as they walked could be explained away as a deer or a bear - voices, not so much. Phil's stomach rumbled; he resigned himself to a long, cold, hungry night.

A ration bar appeared at his shoulder. "Don't worry, it's one of the fake chocolate ones," Barton murmured.

"Thank you." Phil took the ration bar and ate it slowly as they went on. The fake chocolate ones were the best of the bunch, but the bar they were clearing to claim that title was on the ground.

They reached their destination as dusk fell. Summer was just turning to all, so the forecast had promised cool temperatures, but not freezing. Phil still wasn't looking forward to it.

"Lovely accommodations you've arranged for us," Barton said with a grin.

"Next time I'll book the Ritz, just for you," Phil replied. Barton was definitely growing on him.

"A guy like me at the Ritz? Ramada's high-class enough for me." Barton made himself comfortable at the base of a tree and pulled out two ration bars from a cargo pocket.

"Noted." Phil settled next to Barton, and Barton handed one of the bars to him. "I'm glad one of us is prepared. I don't have anything more useful than a ballpoint pen in my pockets."

"Agent Coulson, less than perfectly prepared for any situation? The baby agents will be heartbroken." Barton chuckled and let his head fall back against the tree trunk.

"I'm not sure my reputation will ever recover."

"Don't worry, sir, your secret is safe with me."

"I appreciate that, Barton." Phil wrapped his arms around himself. In addition to not having anything useful for spending the night in the forest, he was not dressed for the occasion in the slightest. It was time for the cold part of their long night to begin. At least he wasn't hungry.

Barton pulled a package out of another pocket. "Blanket?"

Phil took the package. "A survival blanket? Got a rabbit in there, too?"

"No, but if you have a coin, I can make it come out of your ear." Barton produced yet another survival blanket from his pocket. Phil wouldn't be surprised if he pulled out a tent next. He unfolded his blanket and wrapped up. Barton quickly did the same.

"Why do magicians always ask for a coin? What if nobody has one?"

"There's always someone with a coin. And they ask because who wants their money covered in someone's earwax? That's just gross."

Phil snorted a laugh. "I'll take first watch if you want to get some rest, Barton."

"There's a few good vantage points, if you-"

"We should stay close, share our body heat."

"That does sound better," Barton wriggled down until he was laying next to Phil, who was still sitting up. "Forget Ramada, I'd take the jankiest Rodeway over this."

Phil agreed. "Get some sleep, Barton. I'll wake you in a few hours." Barton went to sleep, in the way of experienced soldiers across the world, and Phil settled in for his hours of boredom (if he was lucky). Barton was really starting to grow on him. Phil wouldn't mind spending more fubar'd missions with him.

#phlint #pre-relationship #bedsharing meme #Woohoo did some writing #and it doesn't quite fit the prompt i think #but i'm still happy with it

[heatsu]

silly victorian boy

#its too big #but kt was worth jt #my friend's grandma made some parts of it smaller so that it looks better now but it still needs some work #especially the tail-coat #because the arms are too wide sjd it looks weitf #but I'm still happy with it #i stayed at my friend's house for five days and it was really nice #usually I get easily tired of people but it didn't happen this time so wuhdhfbc i had great time #we went in matching book of Atlantic cosplays of ciel and Lizzy for a cosplay picnic #but it was not worth it💀💀 #the organisation was bad snd it was boring #ajd a rip off of a picnic mu friend's cosplay group made in may so :^\\ #we went there to see how it goes and yeah it was a bad rip off #the wig is her's because mine is uhhhhhh #it needs some work

[laughingcatwrites]

As a reminder that good exists out there, a coworker recently confessed to me that he found out his child is questioning their identity (kid's gender redacted for this post). The kid is keeping it from him, so he can't say anything to them or show that he knows, but he's doing his best to get mentally prepared and educated so that he'll be ready whenever his kid does feel comfortable enough come to him.

For context, this guy is a big, bulky middle aged dude who loves sports and typical outdoor "manly" activities. As his coworker and friend, I know he's a kind and sweet teddy bear of a person, but his kid probably views him as a stern, authoritarian figure, the way most teenagers view their parents. His family lives in a conservative area, so I'm sure between that, their dad's looks and interests, and the fact that their dad is a Figure of Authority, the kid is worried that they won't be accepted.

But you know what? When he found out about his kid, the first thing he did was reach out to his closest queer friend and ask for resources for parents of questioning children. His biggest fears are that his kid will be bullied or discriminated against and won't feel comfortable enough to be themself. His second action was to find himself a mentor in another parent who went the same situation (kid coming out in a conservative town). The other person is preparing him for some of the struggles his kid may face and the fights he may need to take on as a parent to make sure his kid is safe and treated well.

Something I want to emphasize for people focused on language as the primary method of allyship is that when we spoke, he used some outdated terms and thoughts about gender and sexuality. That does not make him bad. These were the terms and thinking used about questioning teenagers when he was growing up and he never needed to learn more current ones. But now that he does have that need, he's throwing himself in head first because that's his kid and he's darn well going to make sure that his kid feels welcomed and has a safe place to be themselves even if they never come out to him.

#I'm so proud and happy for my coworker and I've been trying to figure out how to let him know how amazing I think he is #what gets me the most is that he's keeping this super down low to avoid giving any hints to his kid #he has a lot of queer friends so he already is known as an ally but there's always a chance it will be different if it's family #and he took that chance and crumpled it up into a ball and slam dunked it into the garbage for three points #and decided that even if his kid wants to hide it from him for the rest of his life he will still do what he can to make their life better #pflag #parents doing their best #parenting win #good news #allyship

[herd-reject-arts]

So I'm leaving work and something darts in front of me, maybe 10ft away, too fast for me to see what it is. Peek around the tree blocking my path and I see this

Just like... a whole ass hawk. Dude's gotta be about 1.5ft tall. Massive fucking bird. And it's just staring me straight in my soul like this, even as I try to move ahead. It didn't budge. And there's only this path back to my car unless I want to walk on a busy highway. So I have the option of Death By Raptor or Death By Truck.

So I walk in the poison ivy filled patch off the sidewalk. Guy still isn't moving. Still staring me directly in the eyes. And I do this thing when animals are behaving strangely where I'll talk to them, so I'm just like, "Hey, man. I don't know you. You don't know me. This feels really threatening. I'm just trying to get to my car, dude. Can I get some space please? You're a big fucking bird. I see those claws. You could kill me right now, but I'd appreciate if you didn't, ok?"

It didn't move until I was about 2ft away. Again: I'm as far from it as I can be without walking into the street. It clearly wasn't going to budge. I walk past, thing flies up (silent, btw. Scary) and lands on a brick wall a little further ahead

Anyway. Weird guy. Nearly shit my pants when I noticed a bird big enough to carry off a fully grown cat was just... there, staring me in the face, unwilling to move away from me, a human, something it should see as a threat. I watched behind me the whole rest of the way to my car, just in case this bird decided to help me shed this mortal coil. 10/10 experience. Super cool guy.

#not vc sorry #bird #birds #aves #raptor #hawk #red shouldered hawk #i think. might be wrong on that id #accipitriformes #birds of prey #honestly a really cool guy so close up #I'm happy i wasn't attacked. i would not want to fight a guy that big. #talons on this bird were huge. big scary. #I've never heard of large predatory birds just landing in front of people like that so i don't know what gives #it didn't catch any food or anything. just landed near me then stared me down. #I don't know a lot about bird behavior so i tried to not look back at it but still. #it also didn't look injured. seemed like a healthy bird #if anyone has any idea why this thing would act the way it did I'd love to know

[nouverx]

It's funny how my Alastor art is like

"Baby boy baby!!"

".... Evil"

#hazbin alastor #alastor #I usually draw him so round and cute I felt like it wasnt fair to his actual character ahah #I'm really happy with how my angry Alastor expressions turned out #but he's still babygirl tho #hazbin hotel fandom #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin art

[twistcmyk]

#i'm happy that i still feel a deep connection to this thing #she's still me #they're all still me

[xray-vex]

"Like stuff. Don't be someone that doesn't like stuff, and if you don't like stuff, don't be a dick about it."

- David Jenkins

#our flag means death #our flag means death season 2 was fucking legitimately great #like it's been about a month now #and i'm tired of folks still hating on it #if it doesn't make you happy anymore then just go do something else #instead of trying to convince other people to hate it just because you do #ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd fan art #i don't like thing #ofmd meme #david jenkins #stede bonnet #mermaid stede

[radio-ghost-cooks]

GUYS WE HAVE A FAKED COROCORO PAGE

WE'RE SO FUCKING BACK

#i'm so happy #you don't understand #this was everything #i'm losing my mind #“somewhere in tumblr its still 2014” my brother in the void it isnt just tumblr #we're so fucking back #pokemon za #pokemon z #plza #guys. guys

[sysig]

Permission to headbutt: Granted (Patreon)

#My art #UT #Sans #Papyrus #Ft. something smol and I do on a regular basis ♪ #This could be Handplates or it could be classic Undertale I leave that up to you lol #I definitely picked up a lot of the style quirks lol - but there are some of the ones that I like myself! Like Papyrus' darkmode clothes lol #And Sans' shorts having the stripe in the front haha - little details ♫ #Realistically it probably is Handplates tho just based on where my head's at lol - I love the Handplates dynamic :D #Handplates #I talked myself into it! Pfft ♪ #I found myself relating a lot to Sans especially while rereading - I want nothing more in the world than for my siblings to be happy! <3 #So I gathered up a bunch of ideas of things especially me and smol do together and this was the most obviously cute one haha #Easiest to do! Tho I did still go a little extra on this lol #I'm trying to do more digital stuff ♪ It wasn't the best art day and I'm still a little nervous to jump right in :') #Not doing any sketches on paper beforehand feels weird but I guess it is thematic in a way lol #And I'm still pleased with how they turned out hehe #It really does feel nice to be drawing them again <3 #And doing silly sibling things! Hehe #I dunno how clear it is since it's so ingrained into how smol and I talk to each other lol family language! #One of us will literally just announce ''bonk'' and the other will prepare for/lean in for a headbutt haha #She is a tiny bit taller than me - it's not quite /this/ extreme but she does lean down for me! S'cute <3 #I like to think Papyrus would do the same hehe ♪ Let your lazy brother headbutt you! He can only reach so far! #On minimal effort anyhow hehe #It's just a fun way to be silly together ♫♪ #Also yes I did show this to her and she cosigned lol - ''Cute'' -smol

[starwarjotta]

looking for someone on Tatooine

#commander cody #coday #cody day 2224 #codywan #tatooine husbands #looking for obi-wan obviously DUH #ARE YOU GUYS READY FOR CODAY???? #I've overdone myself and drawn THREE pieces for today like what???? #I did not think I'd get them all done but somehow I did #I'll post them all during this day with little gaps in between #cody my beloved #I gotta say #I've never drawn as good looking rocks as I did here #the ones Cody's sitting on like #THEY AREN'T EVEN THAT GOOD but I suck at any type of background shit so I'm so happy they look decent hahaha #I also live for scavenger/ rebel/ hobo -outfit Cody #and also that he still keeps some parts of his armor #just to be able to kick ppl and droids if the need arises ofc #I love Cody so much I'm so ready for today #star wars

[wardingshout]

Zelda goes mushroom girl

#tloz #a link to the past #zelda #link #my art #I was happy with that first one but for some reason decided it still needed a companion piece so I spent way too long on that second one... #I don't think there was any time during the progress where I was happy with it but hfduhdfu at least I got to Attempt drawing moss hell yea #I also at some point sat in Pyu's art stream and said I enjoy drawing legs As I was being murdered by the infamously impossibe (imo) squat. #it's ok I had fun !! but I need to learn how to let doodles be doodles or I'll never finish stuff at this rate dfsuhfd #if everything in my tloz tag looks like it was drawn by different people uuuh 2023 was art crisis year ngl...... #I'm falling back into my old ways rn though #anyway I think about these two a lot I think they're both stone faced and awkward ppl in different ways but they try rly hard to be friends #like I like to think it starts out so incredibly awkward and a bit sad bc they keep stepping over each other's toes accidentally the harder #they try but idk they find comfy middle ground idk in my brain they have a very interesting friendship I wanna get around to drawing it #in a proper way that might make sense.... #if I don't write 200 tags I will die maybe it's bc I grew up on dA or smth #and yes I know how to find 1 (one) type of mushroom /I/ am not mushroom girl unfortunately smh

[flyingbroommate]

[wip]

#wip #oc #oc art #my art #character art #turnaround #this was kind of a pain to work on tbh #but I'm still happy with it

[kitorin]

g.satoru - 1:19 am

"i can't believe you kissed him—"

it's the dead of night when gojo satoru's fuming, acting as a means of prevention to your long awaited (and well deserved) sleep.

you pull your shared blanket, covering the entirety of yourself. "shut up. not now."

satoru rips the blanket off you. "yes, now. don't try to run away from the consequences to your actions."

an effort to pull back the blanket becomes futile, as you decide not to bother. "you're overreacting."

"why him, why not me? majority of his face is forehead and he's built like a rugby ball. he doesn't even look like a man" he inhales sharply. "what about this face isn't perfect?" satoru gestures to it, hair still slightly damp from the late shower and blindfold nowhere to be seen. "this is basically cheating. why would you do this to me? shall i get rid of my bangs so i have a bigger forehead?"

"satoru, he's just a plushie." you pull the white softness of the cinnamoroll plush to your chest, fingers stroking it's fluff.

"lucky bastard..." a curse or two accompanies his words, as he wraps himself in the blanket, as far away from you as possible. "should've been me."

"satoru—"

"i bet my hair's softer."

"why don't you come here and prove that to me then?"

the blanket unfolds to reveal a pouting gojo satoru. "you even called it a he."

cinnamoroll settles on your bed's head rest, somehow balancing with his 'majority forehead face'. satoru shuffles closer to you, closing the distance between you two.

you shrug. "he's my son. my baby."

"i'm your baby."

"he's baby in the sense of an actual, cute baby. you're baby in the sense of an immature grown ass man."

he responds with an eye roll. "wow. okay. plushie's more important than me i see."

another shrug from you, biting down on your lip to swallow a snicker (it wasn't successful).

"love it's just a plushie—"

"i tried to tell you that initially." satoru faces you to pout, but it has no effect on this little squabble of yours, maybe only a giggle or two from you. "he's so cute, c'mon.

without much effort, satoru picks cinnamoroll up, staring, no, glaring at the poor dog. "you can't find someone cute after they stole your lover."

"he's my son. that would make him your son." the observation makes him stick his tongue out. "all i did was kiss him."

"me related to him? no thank you." satoru continues to inspect the plushie from the sky blue, plastic eyes to the swirly tail on its bottom. "i hate him."

"you look the same. white hair, blue eyes."

satoru scoffs, very pretentiously. "that shade of blue is so dull. mine's bright and shiny. therefore prettier."

you lean in closer, not to whisper to him but to the plush. "i guess you'll be fine with having satoru's good night kiss?"

his jaw drops—literally, betrayal scrawled on his features. "you wouldn't."

"learn to get along with our son then."

satoru huffs indignantly, but brings the plushie to his chest, hugging it tightly. "well he's nice to cuddle. and his big head doesn't look so bad anymore."

finally, you reclaim the blanket stolen from you. "we both know you love him as much as i do."

"ew, as if." but he knows very well you're correct.

[he ended up forgetting the goodnight kiss he was fuming about]

taglist (send ask to be added) : @yuzurins , @pokkomi , @chigirizzz

© kitorin : do not repost, plagiarize, change, or translate

#silly drabble to cope with the angst i'm cooking (happy ending at least BUT STILL) #jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo #gojo satoru #jujustu kaisen #jujutsu gojo #gojo x reader #jjk gojo #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader #gojo fluff #gojo x you #satoru x reader #fluff #gojou x reader

[ase-trollplays]

Clearing the Air

Leriot grabbed the cobalt by the face with his robotic hand and activated the taser embedded in the palm and watched as they screeched in pain and convulsed from the shock before falling into a twitching heap on the ground. Tonight was bad. Yet another blueblood gang was invading the neighborhood, and he was running out of steam. The fighting had been going for hours, and he wasn't sure how much longer he could keep going.

"Behind you!!"

Leriot froze and looked up to see Amprus perched on a ledge with her crossbow as they fired a shot and nailed a troll that was coming up behind him right through the head. They loaded another bolt and gave him a cocky grin along with a thumbs up.

"I got your six!" they shouted and fired a second arrow at another troll. With a nod, Leriot went back to work taking down every blueblood he saw. A battle that felt like an unwinnable war of attrition suddenly completely turned around, and within minutes the bluebloods were either slain or run off.

With the battle victorious, Amprus climbed down from their vantage point and placed their crossbow back in their sylladex. He wiped the sweat from his brow and made his way toward them with an exhausted smile.

"Fucking took you long enough to get here, short shit," he said and gave them a shove. Amprus responded by punching him in the arm and flipping him off.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever asshole. You're just lucky I found you in time," they responded with a roll of their eyes. Leriot groaned and took his palmhusk from his pocket to check the time, though he didn't get a chance to properly look at it before Amprus swiped it out of his hand. They didn't want even a single distraction.

"We gotta talk," they said bluntly and shoved his phone down the front of their shirt. Leriot flushed bright yellow and sputtered in embarrassment knowing damn well he didn't have the nerve to take it back.

"You could have just said that instead of stuffing my phone in your tits like a creepy--"

"I know you're pale for me."

His eyes widened and his flushed cheeks deepened in color as he was rendered speechless. For all of ten seconds before it was replaced with annoyance.

"The FUCK I am!" he denied only for Amprus to start laughing. He growled and pulled a cigarette and a lighter from his other pocket.

"Come on, everybody knows. It's obvious! Madlib told me all about it," they admitted. He took a long drag of his cigarette with a scowl and muttered something about throttling Madlib next time he saw him. They stood in silence for a few moments before he finally spoke up.

"Okay, so what if I am pale? It's not like I'm the only one feeling pale," he said, earning a look of shock and confusion from them.

"What's that supposed t-- Other people were pale for me, too!? What the fuck, am I just grade A pale bait or something??" they asked incredulously. Leriot took his cig between his fingers to properly facepalm and drag his hand down his face in frustration.

"No, idiot, I'm talking about you! You were pale for me!" he stated and glared at them. They stared blankly at him for a moment before sighing and pinching the bridge of their nose.

"Christ, you really are fucking stupid about crushes, but I guess I'm not any better since I never told you how I felt when I was alive," they said with an exasperated groan. He took another long drag before throwing the cigarette to the side.

"What are you talking about? Of course you were pale for me, too! You were always calming me down whenever I got worked up, and you always pulled me out of fights--"

"Because I was ashen, you dumbass. I was ashen for you."

"... You're not fucking serious."

The two vigilantes looked away from each other and at the several dead bluebloods surrounding them. They looked back up at him and deflated slightly as they got a good look at his expression: Disappointment, embarrassment, and anger all clearly displayed on his face. Amprus sighed and took his phone out from the front of her shirt and held it out to him.

"Look, I--" they attempted to ease his mood, but he didn't give them a chance as he snatched his phone and stormed off kicking bodies out of his way as he did. "Oh come on, don't be a fucking wriggler about this. So I don't feel the same way. Who cares?? You don't feel the same about me, either, and you don't see me getting bent out of shape over it."

"Go hive, Amprus," he ordered curtly without glancing back or breaking his stride. They glared daggers at his back and ran to catch up to him, but it felt like they were running at a snail's pace.

"Come on, don't do this! Act like an adult and talk to me!"

He didn't respond to them as he got further and further away until he was nowhere in sight, and the dream ended.

******************************************************

Amprus rubbed their head as they were ejected out of Leriot's sleeping mind as their role in his dream was forced to end. They looked down at him in his recuperacoon with a light scowl on his face as he stirred awake. He lied there glaring up at the ceiling before groaning and sitting up.

"You fucking jackass," Amprus insulted him as they watched him grab the pack of cigarettes and his lighter from his nightstand. He lit one of the cigs and took a long drag from it before mumbling curses under his breath. Figures he didn't take it well. They didn't know why they thought he would. Maybe they'll talk to him again in a perigee or so. Surely he'll be over it by then and they can have an actual conversation.

#things to read #Amprus Dorzuh #This probably isn't my best #but I'm still happy with it