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#not even being a little dramatic...
moonhibs · 6 months
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I just feel like she hopes she'll become someone better but cries knowing she won't.
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suntails · 6 months
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fallen
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reineydraws · 5 months
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wanted: marine hunter takanome mihawk
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piosplayhouse · 1 year
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The way scum villain has so many themes about writing/the literary arts and mdzs has so many themes about music and tgcf has so many themes about visual art and how each character that represents each of those respectively has their own struggle with their craft (passion burnout, loss of control over their ip/creation, obsession and dissociation) that gets turned on its head as their stories continue and their art comes to represent satisfaction and connection and devotion and love
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moderndaypandora · 1 year
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The LAYERS needed in a modern/human Dreamling au.  Some level of Endless family dysfunction, obviously.  Hob's family can be be dead or not, it's all good. Are they old enough to have individually gained the awareness they are off-puttingly intense and should hide it a bit at first, or still in that "no, why would I need to Elsa this" stage?
Option A is both of them trying to play it cool, like "don't scare him off" except they so badly want to go from zero to sixty.
(Death and Desire have ruthlessly drilled Dream with flashcards about how to react appropriately in situations.
Desire: it's your one-month anniversary, what do you do?
Dream: [hesitantly] NOT propose?
Desire and Death, conferring, because that's technically correct but the delivery was suspect.
Death, encouragingly: Good start. And?

Dream: a nice dinner and maybe a walk?
Desire: well done!
Death: and for a three-month anniversary?

Dream: give them a key to my flat.
Desire: [airhorn] NO. RED CARD.)
Option B makes them the classic anecdotal "my grandparents got engaged within seven days of meeting each other and still are happy together".
(Death, rubbing her temples: so you met this guy--
Dream: Hob
Death: -- Hob, and within 1 day you gave notice to the Registrar's Office and figured out the best day to get married. And Hob agreed to this?
Dream: NO.
Death: oh thank go-
Dream: Hob SUGGESTED this.
Death: . . .
Dream: are you going to be a witness or not?
Death, 29 days later in the Registrar's Office, to Hob's witness: Is he sane?
Johanna Constantine, drinking heavily from a large flask: unfortunately yes, by all legal definitions.
Death: fuck
Johanna: [passing the flask over] if your brother's even a tenth as intense as Hob, they'll be fine. Probably.
Death, brightening: Is Hob that bad?

Johanna: You know how sometimes you meet somebody and think "oof, they're a bit much, best give them a wide berth"?

Death: yeah.
Johanna: Hob's like a camouflaged hole in the ground of muchness. Except he's done the hole up all nice and he knows that sometimes you just want to be left alone in the hole to sulk and rattle the spikes for a bit, and occasionally get a F&M hamper tossed in.
Death: [hmmmmmmm'ing approvingly]
Johanna, morose: the bastard.
In the background, Hob and Dream are pressing their foreheads together and basking in each other's presence)
#dreamling#the sandman#it's underappreciated how many red flags hob probably is buried under his amiable exterior#he looked at dream of the endless and went 'yeah'#not even as a 'i can make him better'#very much as a 'i can vibe with his current state and frankly even if he was worse i'd still be like that's my husband [shrug emoji]'#'what am i supposed to do? i knew who he was when i married him'#everybody around them: [extremely done with their shit] STOP ENABLING HIM#hob: he's my goth sweetheart#dream's entire family: he's ten sulking cats in eyeliner and a dramatic coat#hob: i know :D i love him!#johanna constantine is like 'hob's insane'#and everybody's going 'oh no don't be so mean he's just a little boring next to dream'#johanna: he saw dream being dream and went 'i need to stamp my name on him. how do i permanently tie us together'#johanna: he'd never safety pin a condom but i can just see the gears turning in hob's head about how to get to spend more time with dream#johanna: just radiating smug contentment over his insane wet cat#hob: i cannot wait to spend the next 60 years with that man#hob: and ideally die in our sleep together still holding hands#death and johanna: [staring at him over their fourth round of drinks]#dream: [heart of eyes and pink of cheeks]#dream: we should never not be holding hands#hob: okay but what if occasionally we stop holding hands just to then appreciate the feeling of starting to hold hands again#dream: [mulling] acceptable#death and johanna could probably start an entire benefriends or actual romantic relationship entirely based on judging dreamling
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mytrouvailles · 2 years
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my love (derogatory)
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elloras · 9 months
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Ted Lasso: All Apologies
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canisalbus · 10 months
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i looove the influx of machete and vasco art i luv them so much i love seein em happy waaahh 😭💕
Ah, thank you so much! I'm so glad to hear this ongoing fixation of mine has been brightening people's days! ;w;
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i recently went to the actual WH website, saw the cannon Barnaby after months of tumblr brainwashing *cough cough more realistic barn cough* and was taken aback, like i had to look at him for a few seconds. I choose to blame you and that Weevmo feller' for this
you. you haven't. you haven't looked at the actual website? you haven't looked at The Actual Project? i. im.
respectfully,
What.
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dantoru · 9 months
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so i finally drew dantoru
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gazspookiebear · 4 months
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Ghost x gn reader
Here, have some platonic fluff. I just had the worst milkshake and I can still taste it- to be fair, I was warned
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It all started with a craving. The desire, no, need for a milkshake was getting to you, but you didn't have any regular ice cream.
Ghost stood behind you in the kitchen as you checked the freezer, again.
"I wonder if a banana mint chocolate chip milkshake would be any good?" you wonder out loud.
"Sounds horrible. Wouldn't recommend it, love. I'll get some vanilla ice cream tomorrow and we can make a milkshake then," he says, leaning against the counter.
You glare playfully at him in response, not willing to back down just yet. "C'mon, don't knock it 'till you try it! You're such a hater," you huff.
Too tired to argue, Ghost rolls his eyes at you. "Alright, you win. We'll make the bloody milkshake." He sighs in defeat.
Gleefully, you grab the pint of mint chocolate ice cream, milk, and bananas. In hindsight, it was a horrible combination.
With the monstrosity successfully created, you pour a glass for yourself. You glance at Ghost, who is giving you some serious side eye right now.
"Want some?" You offer.
"I'd rather not," he says bluntly. That doesn't stop him from grabbing a mug and pouring himself just a little bit of it.
He raises the bottom half of his mask to take a sip. He immediately regrets the decision, a small grimace flashing across his face.
You take a sip as well.
It's bad. Worse than you thought. It smells strange and tastes worse- not that you'd ever admit it to Ghost.
"It's not that bad." You sigh, glancing at Ghost's reaction. "Like I said, you're just a hater!"
He raises an eyebrow at you. "It's all yours, love. I'm not gonna fight you for it." He lifts his hands in mock surrender.
Later, you're both sitting on the couch. You convinced him to watch the barbie moving with you, not that he was particularly paying attention to it.
You sigh, and he looks over at you.
"Somethin' the matter?" He grunts.
"It's the fucking milkshake! I can still taste it! It was awful, why did you let me drink that?" you rant at him, feigning annoyance.
He crosses his arms at you and gives you an 'I told you so' look.
"Don't say I didn't warn you," he chuckles.
The next day, you're much happier after having a normal milkshake with vanilla ice cream.
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chimerahyperfix · 2 months
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You’re looking for something— no, someone, too, aren’t you?
(I can’t comprehend how you understand what’s going on, with your lifeless shell. Craft as you are.)
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#isat#in stars and time#live a live#isat loop#cube live a live#RAHHHHHH [COMBINES MY FIXATIONS]#behold my crack fic au. tiny robot in dormont#I’m cooking let me cook. cube has the little guy little dude vibes#and is also canonically like. a baby?#their chapter in the game happens the day they were finished#so. a baby.#cube is so <3. their chapter is a space horror#I would 100% recommend at least watching a video of it#IT GOES CRAZYYYYYY#pov flicking a card that says die child die at the floor. so#anyways. this au makes no sense to anyone but me#this is MY funny house and I’m going to play in it#worlds smartest baby [a robot] figures out timeloop shit before the party more at 2#if you ask I WILL ramble abt the concept of this au I will#<- trying desperately to get away from working on my other au post#[I need to draw smth for it and I’m struggling lollll]#sitting here like ughhh I don’t wanna draw this imageee [puts off entire au post]#ANYWAYSSSS#LOOP WOULD HATE THIS KID. the fuck is a robot.#the fuck is this damn thing and how has it read me literally immediately#how dare you be made of craft. be artificial. and be able to read my despair like a book#how dare you; a fake being made by someone else. be more human to me than the people that once were my party#how dare you want to help me when I dont know you because you didn’t EXIST in my loops#…but. uh. thanks for the coffee. even if I can’t drink it I recognize the sentiment. or whatever#falls to the floor dramatically. oughhhh loop and cube ougughhh
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starry-bi-sky · 5 months
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honestly your dpxdc clone au gives me life, its adorable as all hell and im a sucker for found family but with that being said, its so freaking hysterical to me that Danny is going full feral liminal menace at Wes any time hes near and Wes himself is still 100% into it the freak (affectionate) and thats not even pointing out the paralles it could possible create since danny and dames gives massive parallels to dick and damian and dick does have a thing for redheads.
yeesSSSSS! I was planning on hoarding this to myself but i can't not reply. and i'll be able to find this again with the clone^2 tag so win WIN. i'm so glad you are as delighted by this as me. It's so hilarious to me that Danny just becomes a complete freak whenever he spots Wes, and I'm the one who wrote it into existence. Like- like i don't know how to explain my vision in words but like, its like Danny sees Wes and immediately goes 'what can I do to make his day worse'. And then he goes and does it.
(honorary read more because i talk a lot)
He's relatively normal around his friends too, which makes him going full-fledged unhinged around Wes even funnier to me. Like, Danny will spout weird shit sometimes to Sam and Tucker, but usually its prefaced with him talking about patrol or there would be context before he said anything. With Wes? Though?? he will just. say anything, completely unprompted. Slings an arm around his shoulder like they've been buddies since primary school and then spits out a weird new fun fact he learned about the bodily anatomy while researching his latest cold case. All vaguely-threatening but utterly insane things to say as way to start a conversation.
And sometimes its not even that, he'll walk up to Wes and ask him if he saw the latest daytime fight between Phantom and Skulker. And then he'll say "yeah i missed it myself but I saw clips of it being posted online" and then watch Wes mentally explode him with his mind. or he'll disparage Phantom for having such a young partner with him, "Can you believe he'd let a kid fight ghosts with him? I'd never let my brother ghosthunt with me if I was Phantom."
All of this with such a deceptive look on his face but the most delighted, shit-eating gleam in his eyes. Wes is chewing glass and he wants to yell that he does let his brother fight ghosts with him. Also you told him yourself that nothing would've stopped your demonic (Wes' words) little brother from joining you.
Damian gets in on the fuckery occasionally, but since he's not around often with Wes about, it doesn't happen nearly as often as it does between Wes and Danny. Sam and Tucker know he's screwing with him too, and both of them are a little wary about him being careless with his secret id. But he's been doing this since he was 14-ish and it hasn't backfired yet. So. They're not actively stopping him.
Danny walks back to his lunch table after terrorizing Wes and Tucker just asks him what he said, because Wes was about as red as a tomato when he walked away. Danny offhandedly sighs and innocently says he tried to have a conversation about Phantom with him. Wes didn't seem to like it all that much. Weird.
And yes, yes. Wes is totally into it and is slightly enraged about this fact, because not even he knows why he's into it. The freak (affectionate). Danny gives him this troublemaker smirk, and i did say smirk, and Wes doesn't know whether or not if he wants to smack him or kiss him. Or both. Like, yeah, pine, white boy, pine.
(And this is a dramatized image but I'm also highly entertained by the idea that Wes keeps getting routine dirty looks from various peers because they, too, have a crush on Fenton. Except Fenton doesn't talk to anyone else unless its his friends and sometimes Valerie, and Weston, the guy who keeps accusing him of being the local vigilante, is somehow routinely having conversations with him?? And BLOWING IT?? Like everyone else thinks he's fumbling so bad, and yet fenton keeps tALKING to him.)
And yes!! i'm always so pleased whenever someone brings up the parallels D+D have to Dick and Damian, because that was lowkey my intention when I was making the solo clone damian au. Although it was supposed to be more implied since I don't really know much about Damian and Dick other than they're very close and Dick was Damian's Batman for a year. And then of course the very smaller parallel (??) 'what if' between Bruce and Damian and D+D in clone^2 considering who they are both clones of.
And man this just makes me want to talk about when batfam meet D+D because I just want them to see D+D be so brotherly towards each other. Like I want them to see Bby Dames wearing his goofy fun fact shirts and stealing Danny's hoodies/flannels/etc and blatantly lying about it when Danny asks. Only for Danny to then throw him over his shoulder like Tadashi from BH3 and jump around.
And also. I do not know what Damian Wayne's (DW as I'll call him) stance on being called "Dami" is - the general consensus I've seen is that its usually used as a playful nickname in order to get a rise out of him, and he doesn't really like it.
But baby Dames being called that freely, and often, and its sometimes used to get a rise out of him but thats typically what nicknames do. Its used as easily as his full name is with the same amount of affection. And its like his main go-to nickname. "Dami" and "Dames" with the occasional "Bud/Buddy", "Squirt", "Little man", etc. Not once is he ever called 'demon-spawn'
(which i know is a fanon nickname but its a relatively popular nickname)
but yeah, uhhh. i think thats all of my thoughts on the matter. for now lmAO
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Idk if this has been done yet (it probably has) BUT
Somehow in some magical way (suspend that disbelief for a moment) Childe and Legacy split into two different bodies, temporarily or not.
And... I can just imagine how freeing it would feel for the both of them to have agency over their body 24/7.
It's also really really amusing how they'd slowly turn to look at their s/o when they realise that they're now 2v1 and they can smother them with love twice as much as usual :>
Ugh the brainrot doesn't end. Imagine laying on top of Legacy while Childe is curled up laying on your chest. Imagine having trouble sleeping without being sandwiched between the two. Imagine now having two hands to hold on either side of you. Imagine them playfully trying to keep you each to themselves. Imagine going out and doing everyday things with a bf and his mothman version. Imagine trying to fit into a single love seat because it's Legacy's love-seat-cuddle-time, only Childe doesn't want to be left out. Imagine either Childe or his s/o messing up with food portions because now there's not two there's three, and instead of being upset about it the three cook TOGETHER. Imagine how many first things there are to experience with both of them conscious at the same time, from the most mundane to the most obscure. Imagine having difficulty with going to work and doing chores because. they. just. won't. let. you. get. up.
Imagine :3
oh i am IMAGINING anon, this is so adorable :D
i love the imagery of Childe and Foul Legacy looking at each other in disbelief then slowly turning to look at you when you gasp. grins split across their faces, both human and monstrous, and they run over and embrace you in a hug, Childe's arms around your waist and Legacy's face buried into your hair. the Eleventh Harbinger lets out a boisterous laugh and his Abyssal half chitters in response, and you simply sigh and hug both of them at once as best you can
your life becomes infinitely more chaotic with two different versions of Ajax running around, wanting and giving you twice as much love than usual- if you're holding Childe's hand, Foul Legacy wants headpats. if you're brushing Legacy's fluff, Childe wants to kiss you- it's a never-ending cycle of giving them attention!! not that you mind, because they shower you with all their affection and adoration too, snuggling up to you for naps and cuddles whenever they can. Legacy hates that he can't go out with you and Childe, whining and clinging to you whenever you return home, since he was so lonely. you do your best to go on nighttime walks with him when no one is awake- although they usually turn into Legacy and Childe alternating who gets to cradle you in their arms as they go for a stroll, and you all make flower crowns of glaze lilies for each other, the blossoms glowing faintly in the dark
they both want to hug you at night as they fall asleep, your presence keeping the nightmares at bay, but your bed's not nearly large enough for both of them. so instead you all retire to Legacy's blanket nest, curled around each other in comfortable serenity. Legacy pulls your back up to his chest with a sleepy purr, and Childe burrows into your arms, his nose brushing against your skin. there's a mumble of "I love you" from the Harbinger, his deep blue eyes shutting with a soft exhale, and at the same time a tender rumble comes from Foul Legacy, his grip on you tightening carefully. the three of you drift into sleep, with you sandwiched between the person and the Abyss monster you love the most
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lovelytech9902 · 1 month
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This is not a “goodbye” or “see you later” post because I can’t say goodbye to these characters.
I’ve spent the last couple days on and off bursting into tears as I type and retype the things I want to express.
I feel like a massive baby for crying so much over pixels but I just love this show and these characters so much, words truly will never be enough.
As we enter the last 36 hrs (pre bad batch eve, bad batch eve) I have taken some time to rewatch some of my favourite episodes and moments - take in all the small details that I might have missed the first time I watched the show (I did binge watch it the first time, after all)
It’s truly remarkable all the work, effort, time and details that went into making such a beautifully devastating story.
This barely scratches the surface of what I feel but it’s all i can really come up with right now..
I can’t thank Dee, Ming, Michelle, Dave, Jennifer, Kiner Music, EVERYONE that had something to do with this show.
We don’t know what the final episode has in store for us and The Bad Batch, we can only hope and pray that they are given the ending they deserve.
Whether it’s delusional or not, I firmly believe this is not the end of the clones. We will get more content. We will see them again.
❤️
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hamletthedane · 8 months
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How did you conquer your fear of dogs?
That’s actually SUCH a sweet story - a dog saved my life.
My grandparents (who are farmers/ranchers) got a dog to help them with herding livestock and she was the calmest, sweetest, most well-trained dog who ever lived. She absolutely adored me but could tell I was petrified of her, so she always stayed in my orbit without ever touching me or coming too near.
One summer day when I was ~10yo, I’m walking back to their house for some lunch and she’s trotting a few yards behind me. Suddenly, she does something she’s never done before: she growls all deep and scary then races forward at top speed and knocks me to the ground.
I’m obviously terrified, but then I hear a rattling sound, a loud yelp, then another growl. Scrambling backwards, I look up to see a dead rattlesnake right where I was about to walk, with my grandparent’s dog whimpering and licking at her leg.
I go FLYING back to the house sobbing and hollering that we have to go get her, but just as we’re running back out the door, she comes limping up the road behind me as fast as she can, beelining straight for me to make sure I’m alright
Rattlesnake venom can kill a grown man and WILL kill a 10yo 50lb girl or a 2yo 50lb dog, so I spent the whole night laying on the kitchen floor with her, worriedly petting at her head and pressing my face into her soft fur as an IV dripped antivenom into her.
(and fifteen years later - only two years ago - I helped my grandad bury her under the live oak tree by the creek that she used to chase squirrels into. She died of old age)
…and honestly how can you be scared of dogs after something like THAT??
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