#can't you tell?

[seirindono]

The Missing Scarf VIII - part 14

*Please don't try this at home, unless you're a very athletic skeleton

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#undertale #undertale au #undertale comic au #undertale comic #the missing scarf #utmv #sans #mel #No more hazardous shortcuts #Mel has her own methods bwahahah #Blue? #he's having the time of his life #can't you tell?

[roamingtigress]

I hc Hosea warming cold hands and feet on Dutch's warm body. Back, belly, ass, chest, it's all fair game for him. Dutch would get whiny but then ends up cuddling him and making them both warm 💕

#I love them #can't you tell? #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #vandermatthews #hosea mattthews #dutch van der linde #hosea x dutch #dutch x hosea #rdr2 community #red dead redemption 2 community

[nerdybluephoenix]

All species who first officially fly outside their own solar system are soon met with several thousand more species not as far as they thought. Those out there past a sun's orbit will quickly reach out to make contact with these new creatures.

When you, humanity, reach past your own star, you are met with traditional greeting. The rundown, the history, who's in charge, the laws.

And to that you said... nah.

The entitlement. Yikes. But that wasn't uncommon and set off no red flags for the older and clearly much wiser species. Sometimes new species think they don't need to be governed. You were regarded like a young toddler saying no to everything.

But as time went on, you continued to grow. And you continued to not accept governance from anyone else.

You got in trouble a lot.

This resistance wasn't later detered. You doubled down, you armed your vessels, and you continued by your own laws.

That's not to say you were unreasonable. (Although you surely saw yourselves as so). Despite the fears - even among your own kind - you didn't take over planets already inhabited. You didn't create needless wars or enslave innocent alien souls.

Then what was the problem, if not your morals?

You simply had your own way of living.

They recommended new planets for you, but no, you wanted that one.

They'd ask you let their services protect you from pirates, but no your missles did just fine. They explain that owning your own weapons is illegal... No it's not because you didn't make it illegal.

They'd teach you how to set up currencies... mmm, maybe? No. Never mind. Your way has been has been the norm for the past thousand years, and you, humanity, don't do well with change. Unless it was your own idea.

Let us teach you the ways of art. Sure! But the Greeks did it better, still.

Your spaceships move too fast. You considered that to be the whole point of spaceships, despite alien's insistance that it was illegal. At least communicate your routes. Of course! You didn’t want to crash, that'd be unreasonable.

Truthfully, humanity, you weren't always right. And some of your ways really did have to change... at least one day. The aliens wouldn't be your pushovers. You didn't get away with everything. Scratching the furniture and knocking over a vase was frowned upon, so to speak.

But, you were mostly harmless. And eventually the other aliens learned that some of your ways they needed to let you do your way.

#dude this rough draft is so old #i think I started writing it nearly a year ago #oh yeah. I'm polishing my rough drafts #can't you tell? #humans are space australians #humans are space orcs #humans are weird #humans are space oddities #space orcs #aliens #humans are so weird #outer space #galaxy #funny #short story #humans and aliens #humans are space cats #haso #writing

[notjustdragonspages]

more doodles I did on magma with some friends.

#i hate purple #can't you tell? #my favorite color is blue #But purple is so pretty when it's sketch art!! #Or line art!! #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt leo

[the-casestudy-of-fusion]

Teaser for a comic I'm working on 🥰✨️

#it's angst #can't you tell? #a bit dramatic on my part but oh well #the case study of fusion #the case study of vanitas #vanitas no carte #fanart #steven universe au #anime #doodles #manga #noé archiviste #vanitas #work in progress #comic

[aioliravioli-69]

Like I said, they were inevitable

There you go

Chase as a normal mermaid and Buddy as an evil underwater queen

Wait, I'm not sure about you, but I remember reading a lot of like mermaid books when I was 8-12

Which is the age range of the books Chase is doing now

WHAT IF WE GET A CANNON MERMAID AU??????

Oh my god- we better get one!

I wanna see Punko's design ideas for it so bad

#cinderella boy webtoon #cinderella boy #fanart #au's #Yes I'm obsessed with mermaids #can't you tell? #I need to talk to the Likenapple #Like right now

[tinalbion]

6.7k words on this Ghoul oneshot, oh my god, guys. I think it might be posted tomorrow, or here's hoping! 😅🤭

New hyperfixation, hellur?? Did NOT expect this at all, but here we are. Hope y'all like the radiation cowboy lmao

#tinalbion speaks #shut up tina #this cooper howard brainrot is REAL #I'm feral for him #can't you tell?

[keep-her-wild]

#I've always been s-e-l-f-d-e-s-t-r-u-c-t-i-v-e #can't you tell? #personal #i need help #me #catgirl

[laughing-devil-creations]

the shape of this beast

#i really freaking love this thing #can't you tell? #my art #art #digital art #pokemon #pkmn #pokemon infinite fusions #pokemon fanart #pokemon art #absol #arcanine

[shattered-sparks]

It's almost fascinating how when a person is put under stress that their true colors are shown. Imagine being told that you pushed someone so hard they felt like they had to self harm for you and your first thought isn't to stop. But to only take updates on the person and then proceed to tell said person they connived themselves to do that

#cw self harm #self harm #tw self harm #vent #vent post #I had a wonderful night #can't you tell?

[bookwyrminspiration]

i changed my mind ignore that first poll you can have vanilla extract <3

#vanilla extract #polls #yeah i'm ignoring my homework what of it? #this is more important #can't you tell? #it says important in the title so obviously this is important

[ringmodulation]

#i cannot wait to die #can't you tell? #xiu xiu #hives hives #Bandcamp

[moonlightrift]

@kapowsminion

#we're besties #can't you tell?

[terrence-silver]

Here’s a head cannon. Say Terry and beloved met a few weeks ago, and he’s obviously obsessed with her at this point (it’s Terry). I’d like to see a story about a gorgeous beloved and the billionaire’s first date (preferably KK3 Terry when he’s young and kinda arrogant XD)

―

-"Margaret, how do I get someone to, you know..."- Terry twirls his hand aimlessly mid air, trying to convey his thoughts on such a short notice. The silent Manicurist, head bowed, tendering to his feet in an oval basin riddled with foam and sweet smelling Macadamia and Rose water oils, Terry was preparing, impromptu, for a very special date, and such events always rendered the mansion under a state of siege. -"Fall head over heels for me and all that bullshit?"- He continues with a chuckle, finding that particular description a bit juvenile and idiotic, perhaps (but, hey, it worked), pointing a ringed finger at Margaret, like someone trying to sell something on an informercial followed by a witty catchphrase. All she does is look at him, poignantly, through her spectacles with his suits are carted in and out on hangers as he rejects them, in bulk, waving his arm instead of a yes and a no. He couldn't just look good, in the way he usually did. He needed to look immaculate. He needed to be a smoke-show. She raises an eyebrow speculatively, affixing her thick-rimmed glasses. She appraises him. He snorts to himself in advance, feeling the sting.

-"Implying you don't know already know how, Mr. Silver."-

Margaret retorts from the desk, sorting out paperwork, folder per folder, on a busy, rushed Friday evening, multitasking doing her chores and keeping him company, leaving everything neat and orderly for the weekend. Sure, Terry knew and Ms. Spencer and Mr. Dadok in particular have been diligently and devoted in the task of cleaning up his escapades and sexcapades for years now, but this wasn't quite it, Terry supposed. He didn't just wanna fuck you and dump you and have his staff and secretaries deal with the aftermath and have his legal team tie all lose ends. He wanted...he wanted something. -"I do, but ---"- A cigar's in his mouth, hanging sideways. He takes a long, generous drag, throwing his head back in the velvet crimson lounge chair that matched his scarlet silk bathrobe, playing with a lone purple grape from the fruit entree, squeezing it, juice popping and leaking unto his finger. Ah, decisions, decisions. Everything had to be perfect. In control. -"Man, I want an input around here!"- His cackling voice practically bellows and echoes through the hall. -"From one person of business to another. Lets go!"-

Margaret stands still, poised and a bit stiff.

Terry continues his explanation.

-"Like, which car do I show up with? Should I book the Astoria? What should I wear? That sort of thing! Mother-son type of advice! C'mon! It's 1986! Lets do it like on Oprah!"- Terry practically claps his hand with a cheerful, competitive spirit, discarding his Cohiba in the nearby ashtray, his fist's pumped once he rejects yet another pinstripe silk Armani suit by merely giving his assistant a death glare. No. He wasn't Al Capone. Then Margaret utters one of her typically Margaret things ---- the cryptic remarks he always had a soft spot for. The type that always had a way of changing the very atmosphere around the room. -"Be yourself."- She answers and Terry halts. Several of the maids preparing his shirts and displaying them for him to browse through, by color and material, scurry out of the room. Terry dismisses the Manicurist too. -"What?"- He reiterates, sitting there, a bit stunned. All he wanted to know which venue was best. -"I said, be yourself, Mr. Silver. Clearly, this means a lot to you, otherwise you wouldn't be putting so much thought into it, all due respect."- She reiterates, stepping closer. The room previously abuzz was now oddly quiet with her authority. There it was, that infamous change of atmosphere.

-"When Mr. Spencer, rest his soul, asked me out, all it took was a stroll."-

Terry listens intently. Must've been one hell of a stroll.

Yes, he knew Margaret was already a widow before she came to work for him.

He's researched that too. It was different hearing it openly, though.

-"On a private note, we had that same stroll for six months and on the seventh, we were married. In the Autumn of 1965, in London."- She tilts her head, arms tidily crossed and Terry practically feels his mouth go dry with a newfound nostalgia. What was he craving all of a sudden? He wasn't even anywhere near being in Vietnam back then. -"We stayed married for thirty years, until he passed away."- Margaret adds and he imagines himself, hand in hand with you in the same way, talking a walk around a beach, the waves soft and salty, your smile illuminated by a swift sundown. His old blue beat up Ford he used as a practical joke parked on the sandy pier. He's wearing jeans and a grey sweatshirt, sleeves rolled up. You didn't know his situation. He hasn't told you. His address. Who he really was. It could work, this plan. The easiness of it alluring. -"The simplest things are sometimes the best, sir."- Margaret's heels click finally, and she's out of the room. -"Have a nice evening."- Her voice disappears over the threshold along with her and Terry remains, in his bathrobe and sweating towel, surrounded by fruit bowls and colognes. -"Thank you, Margaret."- Terry mutters, cigar forgotten.

The simplest things are...

Terry ponders decades of unineterrupted love and loyalty.

Until death do them part and even beyond.

That night, as agreed upon, Terry goes out without announcing it too much to anyone of his staff members, dressed in his jeans and a grey zip up jacket, discarding all other dressing options and the leaving the Rolls Royce he intended to drive out with in his garage, changing his place of meet-up, parking his Ford on a hill overlooking the city vista as he holds your hand and traces his thumb over your skin, the profile of your face illuminated by the lights in the darkness, as you sit together on the grass, entirely alone, above it all, Margaret's words ever-present in his mind. We stayed married for thirty years, until he passed away. You shiver in the cool evening air and Terry rolls you into his jacket, trying to drench the fabric in your scent and warmth so he can inhale you later --- consuming your aroma and etch it into his memory. This wasn't who he was. Not by a long run, but tonight, this is who Terry Silver wanted to be.

#i love subversion #can't you tell? #terry silver #kk3 #cobra kai #80's terry silver #margaret spencer #terry silver x reader #terry silver x beloved #fluff #angst #poorsona!terrysilver #poorsona!terry

[socialpoison]

i can only assume Joe is short for Giuseppe. I love him. Icicle Pickelhaub Giuseppe.

#Ice pick joe #goncharov #yes i watched it #can't you tell? #unreality

[boyrobottz]

Cause I need a beat to give this tune....

#max karria #tw #eyestrain #gore #i like heart gore #can't you tell? #idk i just really like the heart #my favorite organ #and saying that only makes sense if you're a biology student #or a doctor