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sooo... @ranilla-bean wrote a fic The Iconoclast
beta read by @faux-fires
but before rana and i got to talk lots about sout eats asian clothing and khmer cuture and...
i stat down... drew the first one... and the other two. enojoy?
#atla#zuko#druk#ahhh i am not sure how to tag this....#but look at druk!!! look how cute druk is!!!#WE HAVE BEEN ROBBED!#no acctuallyi have been robbed because i asked for 'tiny arms???' on druk#because its cute and hillarious but...#its not accurate...#sadly...#and i also lost smal thin squiggly mustache debate....#which is truly a loss if you ask me!
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Dusty (via Leilani M Ramsey)
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fish want me, books fear me? 🎣
#hermitcraft#hermitcraft fanart#grian fanart#geminitay fanart#mcyt fanart#the ongle doples ever#did you know my fisherman grian design is just him with long-ish hair tied around his mouth to form a mustache#also realizing ive been drawing lizzie and gem with somewhat the same hair for a while#DID LIZZIE NOT HAVE SPACE BUNS ON HER SKIN???
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Dick Grayson hands out ridiculous businesses cards for his side hustle: Hire Nightwing for Your Kids Birthday Party! He use to be an acrobat, so he's qualified.
Not a soul has put together the pieces yet, not even when he showed up in THE Nightwing costume. They all just think it's Dick Grayson, the acrobat, who is like... Unnaturally skilled at everything.
#his business card is a picture of him but with a fake#oversized mustache#he would endorse himself as Nightwing if Bruce would allow it#but he almost had a heart attack when he found out about his gigs#batfam#batfamily#batman#robin#dc#dick grayson#nightwing
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Emei Mustache Toad aka Taosze Spiny Toad, (Leptobrachium boringii), family Megophryidae, endemic to SE China
ENDANGERED.
The larger males grow keratinized spines on the upper lip, which they use to defend territories, during the breeding season. The spines fall off after the breeding season.
photographs: Hudson and Fu; Jingsong Shi; ChinaFotoPress
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Doyle Canon: This is Dr. John Watson. He has managed to have multiple love affairs on three different continents. He is a love machine. A sex god, if you will. Able to woo multiple Victorian ladies.
80% of Sherlock Holmes Adaptations: This is Dr. John Watson. He looks like a hamster.
#Sherlock Holmes#john watson#Like it got better with the RDJ Sherlock having Jude Law#And then Sherlock and Elementary kind of followed suit by not derping up Watson (except for that one episode of Sherlock with the mustache)#But poor Watson gets so hard done by so many adaptations
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Matching T-Shirts for You and Your Weirdly Codependent Cousin
based on this excellent post by @casgirl
#20% off if you get it with the cheap mustache rides shirt#the locked tomb#nona the ninth#camilla hect#palamedes sextus#paul tlt#field sketches#*#trivia section - i usually use dark brownish greys for cam and light cool greys for pal#(side note: i am BEGGING the sixth house to open their hearts and minds to more interesting colours)#so if you ever see them wearing sth that doesn’t align with this colour scheme (case in point: pal’s socks)#it’s because they stole it from each other#i feel like cam would be really into hiking boots (theyre waterproof and have good ankle support) so i gave her some#no notes on paul except that they have that ally beardsley enby swag. i know this in my heart
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*percy coming out of the bathroom in a towel, grinning, with a freshly shaved mustache*
percy: what do you think? i’m gonna be a firefighter, should i look the part too?
annabeth (sitting in their bed): you know… i actually kinda dig it
percy: *stops smiling*
percy: what?
annabeth: i usually hate mustaches, but you actually pull it off, seaweed brain
percy: wise girl, this looks ridiculous. i’m not keeping it. i was joking
annabeth: well i’m not! and why are you shaving your beard in the first place?
percy: the fire department said i have to shave off the facial hair
annabeth: *makes sad face*
percy: really? you have no issues with me running into burning buildings, but the beard being shaved is where you draw the line?
annabeth: i like the stubble
percy: oh i know you do, but it’s gotta go. plus, don’t you think it makes me look way too much like my dad?
annabeth: posedion is a very handsome god
percy:
annabeth: *starts giggling*
percy: i can’t even look at you right now
#she’s just a girl#SHE IS JUST A GIRL#LEAVE HER BE#but no percy will not be keeping the mustache#adult percabeth#incorrect quotes#percy jackson#annabeth chase#percabeth#firefighter percy#firefighter!percy#pjo#heroes of olympus#percy jackson and the olympians#pjo headcanons
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so Waluigi’s creator just dropped a Wapeach design on Instagram intended for Mario Power Tennis on GameCube???
on a random Friday hello??
#put her in mario kart#I’ll be honest tho#where’s the mustache#waluigi#wapeach#super mario#smb#illustration#character design
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harry trying to stay sober after martinaise
#my drawing#disco elysium#i think he looks nice with mustache B)#i wonder if when he's sober he should just start taking meds; idk if there's another way for him to not relapse#even if it would make him lose touch with a lot of his inner self. welp can't have it all (that's why i stopped taking meds lmao)
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Thinking about Grian switching between his "work" skin and "fishing" skin. Cause he has magnificent facial hair on his fishing skin and none on his work skin.
So either... Grian has fake facial hair he wears just for fishing, OR the much funnier option, he shaves for his job at the Permit Office, and then when he leaves, concentrates really hard and it grows back immediatly. He learned this skill from Mumbo.
#Grian#hermitcraft#I keep imagining grian digging out of the permit office#looking around to make sure he's alone#closing his eyes#concentrating really hard#channeling his inner mumbo#and POP theres his mustache and sideburns
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unsorted transmasc rizas
#riza hawkeye#fma#roy mustang#royai#fullmetal alchemist#transmasc riza#these are old#and repost for the mustache comic i accidentally deleted lmfao
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Body hair on women is totally normal and natural. A woman having chest hair is okay. Women can grow a beard or a mustache. Women can grow hair on their forearms. Women can grow body hair. Body hair on women is totally natural. Not just the hair on your legs and armpits but the hair everywhere.
#my sister has a mustache and I get a goatie. my mom gets chest hair. all of us as cis and all of that is NORMAL#cis women grow body hair!!! let cis girls be hairy! it’s okay!#this post is trans inclusive btw. trans femmes you don’t need to shave everything to fit in it’s okay#feminism#intersectional feminism#body positivity#unded rambles#kats popular posts
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Part 1
next ->
#doctorsiren#ace attorney#ace attorney au#gregory edgeworth#miles edgeworth#manfred von karma#yanni yogi#tyrell badd#metis cykes#ace attorney fanart#astro boy edgeworth au#art#digital art#my art#fanart#procreate#comic#au name will come soon lmao#time to draw the next set HAHA#tw child murder#tw child death#tw gun#idk why but I feel like I could eat this and it would taste like a specific type of paper#like soft newsprint y’know#also the page with the flowers and the rain…#I HAVENT PLAYED AAI2 YET SO DONT ASK ME ANYTHING ABOUT STUFF THAT RELATES TO THAT ONE AHH#it’s kinda sad that the cutest child miles I’ve drawn is in a comic where he freaking DIES#😭💥💀#… Gregory without his glasses looks just like Mumbo without his mustache#also I think Metis is 13 in 2001
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The mustache
Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x f!reader
Warnings: none
Summary: Natasha crashes your date
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You let a fake laugh bubble out of your mouth for what feels like a hundredth time this evening. Your date looks smug, her eyes trailing over your form, almost leering. She takes a sip of her wine and licks her lips slowly, daring you to look.
You don't.
You can almost hear Natasha say I told you so.
You clear your throat and take another bite of a perfectly made steak - the only saving grace of this disastrous date.
You mentally cringe, closing your eyes briefly. Objectively, the date is going well - she showed up on time, held the door for you, helped you to your seat and made perfect small talk, occasionally throwing in a joke or two. You can excuse her wandering eyes, knowing you've been throwing mixed signals all evening.
You nod along to whatever story she's telling, smiling and chuckling when it's appropriate. You barely resist the urge to excuse yourself. You chew on your lower lip, wondering how you allowed yourself to get in such a mess.
Your phone chimes once, screen lightning up with a new notification.
Natasha.
Yep. Here's your answer.
You look at your date, hating how different her smile is from your best friends. It's too large, too open and not even half as genuine. Natasha's smiles are small, barely noticeable, but they're enough to make your breath come short.
You sigh. You need to stop comparing your every date to Natasha.
“Do you mind if I take a look? It might be important,” you ask, reaching for your phone. She nods happily, waving the waiter over for another glass of wine.
How bad is it?
You snort, coughing immediately to cover up the sound and reaching for your glass.
Another message appears right in front of your eyes.
That bad?
You choke on your wine, discreetly looking around, but coming up short.
Six o'clock, dumbass.
You wait a moment and look right behind you, mouth falling open when you finally see her.
She's sitting three tables down, wearing your favorite hoodie and a black cap. With sunglasses covering her eyes. In a dimly lit restaurant. What makes you let out a strangled laugh, though, is a perfect old fashioned mustache glued right under her nose. She twirls both ends around her fingers, curling them up, before lowering her glasses and sending you an exaggerated wink.
The best spy in the world, the woman who made entire governments collapse, is sitting right behind you, looking like a child playing dress up.
You whip around, your face red, and wave off your date's concerned look. “I'm alright.”
She nods, all too happy to continue talking about all of the famous people she's met through her job.
You hide your phone under the table and shoot your best friend a text.
You're ridiculous
Her reply comes instantly.
And yet you love me.
Her words hit a little too close to home.
You are hopelessly in love with your best friend.
Another message comes through.
What's wrong?
You frown, eyes darting around. You didn't even do anything to warrant the question.
And don't even try to lie. I can tell something's wrong.
You sigh, tell Natasha everything is fine, and place your phone face down on the table, your date still recounting a story of how she met some actress.
The next half an hour is tense. You can feel Natasha's eyes on you. You can hear her plotting a way to get you out of here, but you know you have to at least try to make it work, if not with… Connie? Courtney? Then with someone else, before you go completely mad.
Your phone rings. You can't stop yourself from picking it up.
“Sorry, it’s an emergency.” Your excuse sounds bad even to your own ears, and you wince when your date pointedly looks away with pursed lips.
“Do you want me to throw her out of the window?” She starts without a preamble. “If not, I have a knife in my boot and you know how good I am with knives.”
“Can't you handle it without me?” You ask, knowing Natasha will play along. Your date reaches for her purse, dejected. Guilt swirls in your chest, and you contemplate your next words. Maybe you should stay and-
“Don't feel bad, she's been looking at the blonde to your right since she came in,” Natasha drawls, “and no, I can't handle it without you. I need you back home.”
You blush, biting on your lower lip.
“I'm sorry, but there's been an-”
“Just go,” your date cuts you off, “I'll handle the bill.” Her eyes are on the blonde girl before she's done speaking, and you leave with your conscience clear.
Natasha catches up to you outside and leads you to her corvette - her sunglasses and cap are gone, but that ridiculous mustache is still in place.
“What do you think?” She asks as she opens the door for you before going around the car and taking a seat behind the wheel. “I like the look.”
You snort and shake your head, amused with your best friend's antics. “It's… something.”
She rolls her eyes, starting the engine. “I know you love it.”
You hum, relaxing against the soft leather, your worries stoved away by Natasha's calming presence.
“Why do you keep going on dates if you hate it so much?” She asks when you reach Compound gates.
You sigh, think of an answer that would get her off your back without making her suspicious.
“I just… I-” you stutter, wincing.
Great.
She raises an eyebrow, looking absolutely ridiculous, but so, so beautiful, it makes your entire chest ache.
The car comes to a stop, and Natasha focuses all of her attention on you.
“I need to get over someone.”
There, you've said it.
“Who?” She asks, and for the first time in all the years you've known her you can't read her at all.
“You don't know them.”
She looks ahead, her jaw clenched tight. “How long?”
You blink away the tears. “A few years.”
She looks down at her lap, her fingers tapping against her thigh. “Who?” She asks again.
“Natasha…”
“Is it Carol?” Her voice is tight, her eyes dart around the street.
“God no,” you chuckle, thinking about your blond friend. Valkyrie would kill you on the spot if you even looked at her the wrong way, not that you're interested anyway. They need to get over themselves and finally admit their feelings to each other. Anyone can see their pining from a mile away.
“Kate?”
You shake your head. “You don't know them.”
“Then tell me. What would it matter?”
“Nat, can we just-”
“Tell me.”
You groan, and turn to open the door, but Natasha’s hand landing on your thigh stops you. You swallow, freezing on the spot.
“Please.”
You close your eyes, bracing yourself for the inevitable. “It's you,” you whisper.
The hand on your thigh clumps tight. “What?”
“It's you,” you repeat, feeling braver after the admission. “Always you.”
She lets out a deep, shaky breath, before reaching for your face with her other hand. “Look at me, please.”
You face her, eyes still closed, a few tears sliding down your cheeks. They're wiped away a moment later, and your face gets enveloped in the softest warmth.
“Open your eyes.”
You swallow, and do as she asked. She looks at you like you're the most precious thing in the world.
“I love you.”
Your heart skips a beat at her words, lips falling open. “What?”
She smiles, her thumb tracing patterns on your wet cheek. “I love you.”
You look at her for a long moment, taking in her features - her forest green eyes, tender and soft, the slope of her nose, so kissable. Your eyes trail lower and then suddenly a loud laugh makes its way out of your chest. You bend, clutching your stomach, happy tears gathering in the corners of your eyes.
Natasha looks delightfully confused.
“I'm sorry, it's just…” you giggle, pointing at her face, “the mustache.”
She groans, tearing it away. “I've been going crazy all this time, you know.”
“Yeah?” You grin, head spinning.
“Yeah,” she says before claiming your lips. She's soft, so soft it makes your toes curl and your chest get warm and fuzzy. The kiss is gentle, loving. You mewl against her, opening your mouth and welcoming her tongue.
The kiss grows heated.
“I,” you gasp between the kisses, “I love you. So much.”
You can feel her blinding smile in the next kiss, and the one that comes after.
#natasha romanoff x fem!reader#natasha romanoff x you#natasha romanoff x reader#natasha romanoff x y/n#natasha romanoff#black widow x you#black widow x reader#black widow#the mustache
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