#not many but there ya go

[arsonistmoth]

Aight eASTER GIFT TO YOU ALL. Some of my fav lambs havin a sheerin party now that the weather is getting (uncomfortably) warm. Who let their cat in to steal some lanolin rich wool tho- All these lambs belong toooo: @circuscountdowns @runningwithscizzorz @xmajordumps @ballad-of-the-lamb @cyberstarlope and myself (yea mines just...doin the full on dog shake of 'just got shEERED IM FREE MOTHERFUCKERS')

#goat draws #Cult of the lamb #Cotl #buncha lambs here #and every single one was so much fun to drawww #everyones designs are so SHAPED AND LOVELLYYY #also lmao ballad's lamb gets the sheers because him tol #also shirtless cuz thats a RIPPED lamb and it needs to be flaunted #>> #<< #sometimes ya just need a sheering party with your many alternate selves #MK IMMA NOW GO HIDE IN MY CAVE CUZ IM ANXIOUS #HOPE YALL ENJOY <3 #YALL INSPIRE MEEEEEEE

[gayforbagels]

Pouring one out for Afghanistan and Anguilla and Antigua and Aoteoroa and Barbuda and Australia and the Bahamas and Bahrain and Bangladesh and Barbados and Belize and Bermuda and Botswana and Brazil and Brunei and Canada and the Cayman Islands and Cornwall and Cyprus and Dominica and Egypt and the Islas Malvinas and Fiji and Gambia and Georgia (the country) and Ghana and Gibraltar and Grenada and Guyana and Hong Kong and India and Iraq and Ireland and Jamaica and Jordan and Kenya and Kiribati and Kuwait and Lesotho and Malawi and Malaysia and Maldives and Malta and Mauritius and Montserrat and Myanmar and Nauru and Nigeria and Pakistan and Palestine and the Pitcairn Islands and Qatar and St Lucia and Saint Kitts and Nevis and Saint Helena and Ascension and Tristan da Cunha and St Vincent and Grenadina and Scotland and Seychelles and Sierra Leone and Singapore and the Solomon islands and Somaliland and South Africa and Sri Lanka and Sudan and Swaziland and Tanzania and Tonga and Trinidad and Tobago and Turks and Caicos and Tuvalu and Uganda and United Arab Emirates and United States and Vanuatu and Wales and Yemen and Zambia and Zimbabwe tonight

#text #op #dancing crabs #and many more #sorry if I missed you trust me when I say I am still popping the FATTEST bottle for u TONIGHT #edit: guys I copy pasted a shit ton of countries from fucking Wikipedia for a shitpost it’s not that deep #edit: the amount of y’all that are tagging this as ‘except us and Canada’ are missing the fucking point #it isn’t cute lol #EDIT: WHATS UP GUYS IT’S ME YA BOY COMING LIVE FROM. GLASS ONE OF WINE #I CHANGED MY MIND FUCK IT IM ADDING EVERYONE I MISSED INTO THE OP #AND ANOTHER THING #SOME OF YALL HAVE TO REMEMBER THERE ARE INDIGENOUS PEOPLE IN CANADA AND THE USA TOO #SAYING THE USA AND CANADA DOESNT DESERVE TO POP BOTTLES IS DISMISSIVE OF EVERY INDIGENOUS LIFE DAMAGED BY THE BRITISH EMPIRE #AUSTRALIA TOO #THE MONARCHY HAD A VERY PROMINENT ROLE ALONGSIDE THE CATHOLIC CHURCH IN RESIDENTIAL SCHOOLS AND COLONIAL VIOLENCE #IN SETTLER HISTORY #ALSO TO ANY OF MY BRITISH HOMOES I AM SO SORRY YALL HAVE TO GO THROUGH THAT PROPAGANDA MACHINE RN #GFGFGFFGGG I’m not changing that

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Does

Does Barnaby

Does Barnaby tell the others to get off his lawn when he's angry

psh, who do you think he is, an old man? he'd Bark, like any lively young dog

#serves them right for (playfully) arguing right outside of his house smh #hes got sensitive ears yall... probably... i wouldnt know... #i bet ya could hear that woof everywhere in the neighborhood #and feel it. its gotta be deep as hell. bass boosted boof #legend has it that a Single Can fell in howdy's store #scribble salad #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #many thoughts about barnaby and barking #id imagine that if asked if he can bark hed be like 'yeah but its a waste of effort / who has the time for That' #i doubt he ever really does it... #cause that would take effort and really when would he be in the mood to be able to do it #its like. i dont get how some people can just let out a real good yell/scream on command #if im not angry enough i Physically Cannot raise my voice in that way. just dont have it in me #and id also think that barnaby has a thick skin. takes a lot to make him That Peeved yk yk #but when he does bark. oof. thats gotta be the loudest shit ever #everyone runs out of their homes like 'what happened??? is there a thunderstorm??? did a fuckin Bomb go off??' #meanwhile barnaby is slamming his door behind him and frank & julie are speedwalking away from his house with ringing ears #thoughts thoughts thoughts Musings

[naffeclipse]

What if Eclipse from AP was a naga? And this took place in the deep jungle of the amazon, where photographer y/n is trying to take pictures of the wildlife?

I'm vibrating at the speed of sound over this ask while also nudging my naga au

Naga Eclipse from AP would have the tail of a Green Anaconda, with an olive green scaly color dotted with black, framed by burning-like flares of orange along the length of his slithery body. He's also decorated with orange-yellow striping on either side of his long, slipper form. His upper half is scaley with a lithe deadliness to his musculature and decorated by frills surrounding his head with brighter orange-yellow colors, almost hypnotic in their gradient hues. One eye is deep emerald green, and one is midnight blue.

Lucky you—you're out on a once-in-a-lifetime expedition to explore a jungle closed off to the public, funded by Fazco, and occupied by two researchers who will be your bunkmates for the next few weeks. You're itching to take photos of the large river, including swamps, marshes and streams, and whatever wildlife is out there.

The few locals you did meet before you left to hike the rest of the way to what would be your new, isolated home warned you of a dangerous snake—a large, mythical beast. You take note of the local folklore. You understand the truth is hidden in there somewhere, and you are well aware of the dangers and diseases you could be met with in such a harsh environment, but you're determined.

It doesn't take long for you to feel eyes watching you when you first venture out by yourself. You take beautiful pictures of freshwater fish, big and beautiful, unlike any you have ever seen. Of course, you have hundreds of snapshots of the local flora, the trees, the floating meadows, the thick vines that drape each branch and hang thickly about the ground. You almost forget that you eerily don't feel alone.

But you swear something moves in the water—the ripples stop as soon as you look. The stillness is suddenly stiff, lifeless. Even the birds have stopped chirping.

You lower your camera and carefully put it away. A trickle of fear slips into your heart. You turn away from the river's edge only to be met by a low hiss and a creature, unlike anything you witnessed in your travels, spooling itself neatly out of the water, blocking your path to the base. An incredible creature with long arms and a great, serpentine tail that seems to stretch for yards and yards. You can hardly breathe in his presence—he's otherworldly with his frills and scales and fangs.

His eyes contain a mesmerizing shine as if staring into a fire as it burns or watching the ocean as it laps up against the beach, drawing your attention, demanding you don't look away. You couldn't anyway. Half-frozen, you struggle to keep from collapsing. He beckons with a sharp talon. He hisses softly for you to come closer, mouse. He wants to see you. You try to beg no without revealing how terribly you tremble. He doesn't let you go. He insists. His eyes flash with an allure. You almost step close when he murmurs that you need to be good.

But then your sense of survival kicks adrenaline into your heart, and you turn to run—

He strikes faster than your eyes can follow. Two loops of his green and orange tail surrounded you in an instant. You're dragged to the ground, your arms pinned under his mass, and the back of your head cradled by his large palm as powerful muscles squeeze you in the slightest—a gentle rebuke for thinking you could get away. You're hyper-aware of the terrifying bulk of muscles as you lie trapped in his coils. One strong twist and your eyes could pop out of your skull, and every bone protecting your heart and lungs would crumble to shards. You gasp. An urge to kick your legs and struggle erupts in your panic; a sinking feeling tells you it would only make things worse.

He coos over you, hissing and humming in an ancient song of the jungle you have no name for. When you whimper, he shushes you and strokes your cheek. He tells you how lovely you'll be. When you talk back to him, somehow finding your tongue amid your horror, you find out his name. Eclipse. He moves you more upright, resting you on his tail so you're not petrified by how vulnerable you feel lying down, but he never loosens his scaly bindings. He hovers over you. You gaze into his stunning frills of yellow-orange and wonder how a being like him came to exist. He studies you as you study him. He grins at how you shiver when he traces your collarbone with a sharp fingertip.

You remind yourself that you can still breathe. He hasn't crushed you—yet—but you don't like how wide his smile is. Sometimes, his jaw stretches a little too long as if dislocating from his skull, ready to devour you. His eyes gleam with a ravenousness as scales twist around you, holding you close enough to smell the slick green water he had been in and deep musk.

He tells you that he'll see you again very soon—away from other humans, lest you bring him a fine gift for a meal. You can only flex your fingers, silently pleading in your heart that he won't unhook his jaw and eat you alive.

Then, he unravels himself from your limbs. But before he lets you go entirely, he leans in close, his serpentine tongue flickering close to your neck and by your hair, tasting the air around you as you muster all your strength to not scream. He inhales deeply, pleased, before he murmurs, "Sweet mouse. You are mine. Say it."

You don't understand, but you echo his command, and when he taps your chin once in what might have been a loving gesture, you force your jelly legs to solidify before you run and run, all the way back to base. You slam the door to your room behind you. You touch your ribs, your arms, still caught in the heavy sensation of his loops as if he were upon you right now.

The stories are true—there is a giant snake in this jungle, and he wants you. You're afraid to discover if Eclipse's intrigue with you is only an exotic way to satisfy his hunger.

#i'm not normal about nagas #this is great because in the naga au with sun and moon #eclipse isn't a naga so this gives me my fix of naga eclipse #just augh #love these monsters #anyways he's gonna squeeze you and love you and you are just so lucky he finds you adorable he could just eat you up (not really but ya kno #he has plans for lovely little you #he's going to show you so many cool creatures like pink river dolphins and big big BIG floating meadows and the best brightest birds! #he's also gonna try to get you to eat vermits and promise that he'll protect you when you get sluggish after eating #and you have to explain that your metabolism is very different from his but then you get to see him sluggish and sleepy after he eats #(whoops that means extra long cuddles for you and boy does he like to take long naps and wrap you up tight so you don't go anywhere) #apex polarity #<<< just tagging for the same characterization of Orclipse and photographer y/n #but i am calling this: #blackwater lure #naga!eclipse #photographer!reader #naff writing #the serpent den

[lenaellsi]

baby pictures

#toh hunter #toh fanart #the owl house #toh #these are like....the two pictures of hunter in existence before asias #besides like. the EC propaganda posters. or press photos. all with the mask on #the “badge number” comment in hunting palismen made me think that probably hunter did have some sort of id before inheriting the gg staff #no name of course. i doubt anyone knew hunter's name before luz #belos reserved badge numbers 0-100 for his grimwalkers. he was starting to sweat about it too like #hunter pops out of the ground a few years before the eclipse is supposed to happen and belos doesn't THINK he'll go through 16 more #but like. who knows how many child clones of your dead brother you'll need ya know? man's under a lot of stress

[updownlately]

in your embrace (this crowded room doesn’t matter)

| leah williamson x reader

~~~

“You tired yet?” The soft murmur of words against your ear had you relaxing, the familiar voice automatically putting you at ease. 

Closing your eyes at the feel of her breath on your ear, you hummed in thought, processing the question as music filtered in from the speakers near you. 

Continuing to sway gently in the dim light, you tightened your grasp around Leah’s neck and pulled back ever so slightly, your eyes meeting blue ones.

“Not quite yet. Are you?” 

“I don’t think I can ever be tired while being in your arms…” 

Smiling shyly, you shook your head. “Half past midnight and your flirting just doesn’t stop huh?”, you questioned. 

The cheeky shrug and teasing smile you received in response had you quietly laughing, you tucking yourself back into the crook of the blonde’s neck, letting her guide you as the song changed. 

You both had spent the day celebrating love, having been invited to an old teammate’s wedding.

Partying hard through the better part of the evening and night, on the dance floor with friends and teammates, Leah had whisked you away a short while ago, just as the slow songs had once again come on, more than glad to finally get some time alone with you after the hectic day. 

The pair of you had ended up tucked near the back, lost in your own world as song after song had played, tons of other couples rotating on and off the dance floor as you two stuck around.

“I can’t believe we managed to make it on time…”

The quiet statement had Leah groaning in playful annoyance, her grip on your waist tightening.

“Not my fault you’re a distraction!”

“Me? I was ready on time…hair and makeup both done long before Uber had arrived. And if I recall correctly, it wasn’t me putting on lipstick and blush in the car, love.” 

Your hushed jest had the blonde hanging her head back, your pace slowing as she chuckled quietly at the memory. 

“At least the music was decent this time.”

Biting back a smile, you followed Leah’s movement without thinking, mind occupied recalling the morning before the wedding ceremony. 

Though the pair of you had woken up on time- a miracle if you were asked, considering it was a Saturday off- you had somehow managed to spend a tad bit (read: over an hour) too long in bed, more content with lazily cuddling as the time ticked by, you both blissfully unaware until your warning alarm had rung.

It had been a scramble to get ready in time for the wedding, the both of you running around the apartment grabbing all that you needed, you claiming the main ensuite and ushering Leah and her suit to the guest one so that you could both be ready to go.

Even with your strategic separation, the blonde had ended up over in your shared bedroom, eventually roped into zipping you up and helping you with your jewelry. 

Somehow, helping you out had turned into a small make out session, and well, if Leah had to fight the bumps on the road as she sang along to the radio whilst sorting out the final touches on her make up as the result of the time lost, you definitely weren’t the one complaining, more than content with your finished look and the presence of the blonde beside you. 

Snapping out of your thoughts as you heard the familiar strumming of your favourite James Arthur song play, you pulled back to smile at Leah, the blonde returning the sentiment as she tugged you ever so closer, your faces mere inches apart.

Matching grins on your faces, you matched your steps with Leah, softly waltzing under the dimmer lights in the back, satisfied with the knowledge that you would likely not be bothered, more than happy to be consumed in your own world, in your love. 

“…I’m so in love with you…and I hope you know…,” Leah sang lowly, just loud enough for you to hear. 

Finishing her line, you smile grew as you continued the song. “…darling, your love is more than worth its weight in gold…” 

“…we've come so far, my dear…look how we've grown…and I wanna stay with you until we're grey and old…just say you won't let go…”

Voice dropping as you let the midfielder finish the stanza, you shook your head in amazement, blush coating your cheeks as your thought of how lucky you were. 

Head tilting as the soft hue reflected perfectly off of Leah’s eyes, you took a second to admire the darker colour that they appeared to be, as well as the rest of your girlfriend.

“You look absolutely incredible in this dim light- the way it’s perfectly highlighting your jawline and cheekbones, you’re gorgeous. And it’s somehow making your eyes nearly look this ethereal navy colour. Never thought they could get prettier but here we are…” You let your voice trail off, the quiet murmur over the music disappearing as you traced over the facial features of the one you loved, noting the rosy hue that covered her cheeks at your compliment. 

Rubbing your thumb comfortingly on the nape of Leah’s neck, you watched her wordlessly accept your compliment, her eyes not meeting your gaze telling you that Leah appreciated your comment. Picking up your pace once again and tightening your hold around her shoulders, you brought yourselves closer, picking up the pace to match the new song that played, an Ed Sheeran one this time. 

Taking a second to break out of your bubble as the song faded out, you took a look around the hall, realizing you were the only couple left on the dance floor, even the straggling drunk folks having sat down or headed out. 

Glancing up at your watch, eyes widening as you saw the time had nearly hit half past one, you slowed down your pace, looking around once more only to notice even the DJ wasn’t at their station, likely a playlist the source of the music playing. 

Bringing Leah’s attention to the station as you stopped dancing, you cast the blonde a look of disbelief before bursting out into laughter. 

“Leah, I can’t believe we’ve stayed out here that long…everyone else’s nearly gone!”

And as Leah’s head swivelled around in search for your friends, well aware that the newly-wed couple had headed out a little while ago, you held back your laughter, amazed at how the time flew by as you both had spent the nearly two hours dancing together, lost in each other’s embrace, completely blind to everyone else’s presence (or lack thereof) in the room. 

Turning back to you with a shocked look on her face, the blonde just barely managed to sputter out her next words. “We surely couldn’t have been dancing for that long, right?”

“Leah, I really think we ‘J-Lo’d’ this and very much have ‘danced the night away’,” you responded, giggling at your horrible joke. 

Shaking her head amusedly at the lame line, the blonde grabbed your hand, leading you towards your table. 

“I wish we could’ve danced a bit longer…forever even…” 

Wrapping your arm around Leah’s waist, you brought your joined hands up to your lips, placing a kiss on the back of her hand before stopping her in her tracks and nudging her to look at you, your voice just loud enough for you two to hear.

“How about this...at our wedding, you and I’ll make sure to dance until both our feet ache, okay?” 

Looking up into eyes shining with unspoken love, you let yourself be pulled into Leah’s embrace, sinking happily into the emotion-filled kiss being placed on your lips- the unsaid agreement clear.

Basking in the pure adoration, you held on tightly to Leah, grip only loosening as Leah pulled back, her wiping the slightly smudged lipstick gently off your face. Blonde head nodding vigorously, her response was enthusiastic. 

“I think I’d love that.”

Balancing on your tiptoes, you placed a final chaste kiss on the blonde’s lips as if to agree to the final decision before grabbing her hand and continuing your trek to your table.

Looking back as you walked ahead, you shot the blonde a wink and a sly smile, quickly grabbing Leah’s coat before speaking.

“Great! Then all that’s left is for you to propose!”

And as you left a wonderfully perplexed Leah at the table, you slowly began walking backwards to the parked car, a proud smile on your face as you faced the Englishwoman, a lovesick grin of disbelief shining from her.

You absolutely couldn’t wait to marry her. 

#honestly think i could've wrote this much better but idk if i have it in me to edit it so here ya go. sorry #not proofread #it's much longer than i intended #too many tags as usual but fuck it #fluff #leah williamson x reader #leah williamson imagine #leah williamson #woso one shot #woso fanfics #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso #woso community #my writing #blurb #iye

[finncakes]

hound of ill omen

#critical role #laudna #laudna cr #cr launda #GIRL GET A LASTNAME!!!!! #bells hells #cr3 #hound of ill omen #i'm not...entirely happy with how this came out but i do not wanna look at it anymore so #wa-bam here ya go #also don't have the energy to articulate my thoughts enough to share em but know i have many thoughts abt laudna #she's very interesting (just like me fr fr) #edit: realize now that the wolf should be way larger and less hellhound-esq but it's my city and i do what i want #tw body horror

[andy-clutterbuck]

Rick Grimes + Plaid | requested by Anonymous

#here ya go! #Rick Grimes #* #rg #H E #im no fashion expert i wouldn't have called the blue shirt plaid but ralph lauren did and it's his shirt so im goin with it #plus the blue shirt is magnificent so whatever #the top gif is all time #the dark plaid shirt was the love of my life for so many years #let the V of your shirt get deeper challenge #!!!! #if i forgot one sue me :( #he wore more solid colored snap button shirts than i remembered tbh

[s0ft-karina]

✨ creamy baby ✨

cashapp * wishlist * paypal

#me #gemini #princess #reblog #<333 #i’ve had many people reach out to me asking how they can support me so here ya go ✨ #only if you wanna of course 💞

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 184

“Well damn.” 

Jason wrenched his gaze from the mess of red and green spattered across the room, searching for the source of the voice. His head hurt, he wanted his Dad. He wanted Bruce. He… his head hurt. His everything hurt. 

“Honestly, didn’t expect them to find another half-breed. Didn’t think there was another halfa out there…”  

He tore his gaze away from the floor- when had it gotten there- finally finding the other… person? The person giving him an empty smile through some sort of muzzle and missing an entire arm. Well, he couldn’t judge, he’d torn his nails off while digging out of his grave before… this. 

“Hey, kid, don’t sweat it, it’ll grow back,” the man apparently noticed where he was staring, shoulder twitching as he shrugged and more green pouring out. Jason couldn’t stop staring, eyes slipping from the growing pool to the rest of the chains apparently keeping the person on that side of the… room? Cage? Cell? 

“Shit, hey, kid, kid, don’t cry, uh, fuck, shh, kid don’t cry-” the person made a noise, some sort of hum or croon that caused him to relax. To his already brain-damaged confusion. “C’mere, away from the door now, shh…” 

Oh, when had he started to move? It was like he blinked and was stumbling away towards the chained person, practically tripping over a limb before the person managed to catch him. “Ope, oh you’re just a little baby-” a hand, clawed, carefully ran through his hair, tucking him against a rumbling chest that nearly made him tear up again. He wanted Bruce. 

“It’s alright kid, shh, they won’t get you,” the man rumbled, everything about him green to his rapidly closing eyes. Pale skin like a corpse, black scales like rot, hair white like snow, all stained green with blood.  “They’d have to kill me again for that.” 

#dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #Instead of spending 3 years with the league of assassins after digging himself out of his grave #Jason spends it in a GIW lab with an adult Danny #Danny is totally doing okay he swears #He’s FINE and definitely didn’t see the scientists Kill Vlad and Dani by taking things too far #He’s definitely Not feral and slowly losing his humanity with every piece taken away #Danny missing half his limbs and restrained but dragging himself forward: U touch my kid and I will bite your throat out ya hear #He’s not going to let them hurt this Baby Ghostling who is Sick and Hurt #There’s going to be so much Angst when Bruce finds out not only is Jason alive but he’s trapped in a lab being experimented on #Danny does his best to protect Jason but stuff happens #halfa jason todd #guys in white #Danny eventually goes from having 2 arms to 4 in those three years #His 'human' body is mutating with every “test” #Where is Clockwork? Trying his best but he can't see Danny's timelines thx to the time medallion & the Observants being Assholes #Also not helped by the many knots the speedsters have created that resulted in several timelines being completely blacked out to him

[braisedhoney]

Draw your favorite ghost! Mine's Ember.

“That would be me. Surprise.”

(ayyy flaming hair favs club :D)

#danny phantom #danny phantom fanart #dp #dp fanart #dark danny #dan phantom #ney’s art #okay let’s not pretend this is shocking #but still #uh. here ya go! #the last like three requests have all had dan in em too so ig you all like him as much as i do #for the life of me i cannot draw this guy in the same style as the others #he just. doesn’t translate in my brain #maybe i should do some studies idk lmao #on the bright side it makes for great muscle practice!! #can you tell i’m doing as many of these as quickly as i can #because i definitely am. trying to take advantage of the brainrot has side effects #namely—hand cramps #stretch people! do as i say not as i do. #you've got great taste btw op—ember is great #I'll add her to my to-draw list

[teenagenutant]

Ngl I love Galileo's entire concept. Does he have double the ego-mask and double the insecurities?

hope you don't mind me using this message to compile some asks ^^ (if you don't see yours im probably planning on doing something else with it) thank you so much!! first off... yeah totally LOL

gali's being totally genuine here. i don't think galileo masks their feelings at all- they're a total emotional open book in contrast to both donnie and leo, lmao. when they're being egotistical, they mean it 200%, but its also the same when they're feeling insecure...

(a bunch more galileo asks beloooow)

made me giggle LMAO

in regards to powers: i'm still unsure on exactly how to handle it, but i do like the idea of being able to create more stable portal constructs... maybe being able to teleport constructed items? maybe being able to create more sci/fantasy constructs than donnie alone can...? much to think about. parmi definitely has a combined Even More Insane portal powers, messing with both dimensions and space... (but he operates on rule of funny, lol, so a bit unpredictable) they can probably still use their normal separate abilities to some extent, but probably are still affected by each other!

i love the idea of galileo getting Very hyperfocused Very easily- gali gets their love of learning and being right, and they don't feel hungry or tired as much as either donnie or leo would, so they can get really lost in the weeds... components of a fusion remember everything that happens and would probably retain the information learned, but wouldn't for example make leo instantly knowledgable on all the complicated science stuff donnie knows, and vice versa. aka: leo and donnie both ending up with a LOT of contextless, near-useless trivia after unfusing post-wikipedia binge. the image of them fusing exclusively to combine their ability to Prove Someone Wrong On The Internet is really, really good LMAO

THANK YOU !! galileo was a fun guy to design, i'm really glad people like them. i think being galileo is actually really fun, especially in the moment... like how initially excited donnie was + how hyped leo was to make scifi stuff in mind meld..

thank y'all for the asks!! i'll be tagging this stuff as 'fusion mayhem au' in the future. (again no promises this'll be a Formal AU Thing but i thought it be helpful for people to have a tag to filter!)

#im usually terrible with answering asks and replying to comments but i am Trying To Get Better about it ha #tmnt #rottmnt #turtle asks #(many of them. plural) #fusion mayhem au #is at least the temporary tag ill go with for this- feel free to filter if ya want! ^^ #long post #sorry about the janky formatting- tumblr loves fighting me on this stuff aha #fmau #fmau asks

[an-albino-pinetree]

All the Jaxes should also get tipsy. Please.

I put all of my remaining energy into this, I’m so sorry sdgjg

By the way, og Jax would be the stupid drunk who makes a fool of himself-

#my stuff #cw alcohol #non sentient looks so cute QvQ #I redrew sad truck (freakshow) so many damn times I couldn’t settle on how he should look #poor sad truck 🛻 #all my remaining effort #into the boys having a drink -v- #there ya go 💚 #scp!jax #noodle toon #carnival au #carnival!jax #non sentient professor boi #the amazing digital carnival #freakshow au #tadc freakshow #freakshow jax #tadc #the amazing digital circus #tadc jax #jax #shitpost

[skeleslime-phantom]

I gotta say, anyone who likes monster catchers, you GOTTA give Cassette Beasts a try. I've had so much fun w the game and I'm not even done with it yet.

https://www.cassettebeasts.com/

#cassette beasts #theres so many tiny details i love in the game #love a lot of the monster designs #the characters are super endearing and dialogue is natural #great battle system that makes ya think bout chain reactions #give it a go

[gtzel]

Heheh…so it’s official??

#idk #so many people wanted it #so here ya go! #olsacc #olsacc is office #artbook #artists on tumblr #original art #art #my art #artwork #giant tiny #oc art #traditional art #digital art

[catharusustulatus]

Better jobs for Steve than being a cop: teacher, counselor, bartender, florist, librarian assistant, garden section associate, dog walker (dog groomer canon?), grocery store manager, food pantry helper, seasonal worker as a Santa’s elf….

#stranger things #steve harrington #I could go on and on #I technically understand why so many fics make him a cop or one of Hopper’s deputies #as in he is a protector and they think it fits his narrative #but I truly believe he would be not only anti authority but also very zany like other girls #and go for something else #also acab ya know #steve harrington hc #my favorite job for him is he gets a job as a counselor at the state college he goes to when he finally joins Robin in Chicago #and he’s a young himbo with a corner office who helps wayward kids