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kasirose · 1 year
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Did something different so here's that Draw the squad playing monopoly TMI crew + Jonathan style ✌
original meme under the cut
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3rd hokage: teaching the kids will be good for you! go on a few d-rank missions, connect with your juniors!
kakashi four years later listening to naruto talk about how he plans to save sasuke via both of their deaths: this is so much more stressful than murdering people in anbu wtf
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kattegat-revolutionary · 11 months
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Behold, Renfield, the chaotic, drug-fueled brother of Warm Bodies! All hail, Nicholas Hoult, king of the sexy undead boys that deserve all the love and happiness in the world!
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bird-inacage · 1 year
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Peat & Fort React to Episode 11
I HATE YOU BOTH.
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nonokoko-draws · 5 months
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I have realized something hilarious
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Not the poorest and richest students having the same initials XD
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wereh0gz · 5 months
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I don't think I've ever sketched out a face this fast
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runawaymun · 18 days
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Celeborn/Celebrimbor for the ship ask game 😁
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Extremely funny to me in the context of unfinished tales!Celebrimbor having a giant crush on Galadriel. Yes kingggggg, fuck that man to assert dominance about how horny and jealous you both are over her.
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akagamiko · 2 months
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no longer denying the shanks & gritty similarities
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homeless202 · 1 year
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how can you not start filming when your drunk tone-deaf friend starts singing?
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that's what real friends do. this is what their high school years should've looked like. the mischief. the stupidity. <- that's what high school kids do
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ingravinoveritas · 1 year
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Baby!Sheen and Sara Sugarman in their RADA days giving off massive Welsh queer energy...
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ddarker-dreams · 1 year
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the return… of the prima ballerina of passione …
i felt like drawing some sr ribbon stuff again, so please enjoy this cluster !!
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millennialgrandma · 8 months
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A collection of amusing quotes I have heard thus far from guest lecturers during this conference:
[standard deviation as] "a statistical measure of wiggleness"
"The 20-year Treasury bond is, forgive me, I hope I don't offend anyone here," looks around furtively and whispers into the mic, "the bastard child." The crowd laughs. "Look, nobody wants it!"
"Look at all the wattage we're pumping into your cottage!"
"Sit back and relax, you should know by now any presentation with the word 'intro' [in the title] is gonna be cream-puffy."
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forelsketparadise · 2 years
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Idiot 😂
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What about Thena was the one visiting Gil in the gym and then she saw him having a sparring with someone, maybe the sparring got a little personal and then she started worrying about him.
Gil shook his head, blinking after yet another hit.
"Why so distracted, Gil?" Ikaris asked with a frown, shaking out his own gloves as they circled each other. "I'm startin' to think you're letting me get these in for free."
Gil rolled his eyes. Ikaris was only this chatty when he was trying to blow off some steam. He guessed that was why he'd dropped by in the first place. "Y'know, some of us have day jobs. I've been at this all day, ass hole."
"Come on," Ikaris scoffed as Gil finally pulled his gloves up again. He immediately got his fists up, giving him a few taps, glove to glove. "The Gil I remember could go all day in the ring."
"The Gil you remember was twenty-something," Gil growled back. Ikaris was on break from the pro circuit, and obviously feeling restless about it, looking for a fight to exercise some of his excess energy. "He could go all day 'cause he had nothing better to do."
Ikaris threw a haymaker, followed by a swift uppercut. Gil blocked both easily. As much as his technique and reactions weren't what they used to be when he was still pro, he was still as strong as ever. "Oh, so you do now, is what you're saying."
"Shut up," Gil grumbled, throwing a few punches of his own, as much as his heart wasn't really in it.
"What's got the ol' grizzly bear finally on somethin' else?" Ikaris chortled, having entirely too much fun roughing Gil up for his own amusement.
"You come here to spar or did you just want a therapy session?"
Ikaris threw a suckerpunch straight down the centre, nailing Gil in the teeth.
Gil swiped his tongue around his mouth and walked over to his corner, spitting the blood into his empty water bottle. "That's what I thought."
"Y'know, I was talkin' to one of those gals from across the hall on my way in." Gil felt his blood run cold. "Real cutie--maybe you should chat up the other one some time."
Gil's mind flashed to the idea of Ikaris, leaning against the wall, chatting up Thena--his lovely Thena. Ikaris was always a real heartthrob of the league, always had fans, always had admirers. Gil felt his blood rushing in his ears.
"I think she liked m-" Ikaris stumbled back as Gil laid into him. That was the guy who was the strongest in their weight class by far--maybe the strongest in their league at the time. He held his gloves up. "Shit, Gil!"
Gil only saw red, focused entirely on the thought of Ikaris flirting with his girlfriend mere minutes before coming in here and challenging him to a 'friendly match'. He gripped Ikaris' hair, pulling his head up. "You leave Thena out of this."
Ikaris grunted. "Who the fuck's Thena?"
"Huh?"
Ikaris pried one of his eyes open, sure to swell terribly by the time they were done. "Name's Sersi."
Oh. He...he had been talking to Sersi. Which made sense, since Thena was probably still in the studio practising, while Sersi was the one who usually left on time with the rest of the class.
Ikaris blinked his good eye at him. "Gil, man, I don't know what you're on about. But I haven't even met the other one. If you're-"
Gil dropped Ikaris, unceremoniously at that. He sighed, running a hand through his hair and pulling his gloves off. That was more than enough for today.
Ikaris grumbled as Gil helped him off the floor of the ring. "I didn't come here expressly to piss you off, believe it or not."
"Sorry, sorry," Gil murmured, helping Ikaris through the ropes and joining him on the bench. "Got a little...in my head."
Ikaris spat a little more blood into his own water bottle and raised a brow at Gil. "I saw the other one in the studio--blonde little thing? You and her...?"
Gil blushed, pulling out fresh water bottles for the both of them. "Something like that."
"I certainly hope it's more than 'something like that', Gilgamesh."
"Thena!" he blinked, looking up as she walked in with her usual lovely smile on her face. He stood, rushing over to her. "When did you come in?"
"I saw little of your fight, actually," she confessed to him. "I just peeked in to see what you were doing, and then I was worried about distracting you."
Gil fidgeted, guiding her by the shoulders further away from Ikaris' curious gaze. "That's okay. I'm sorry you had to see us going at it like idiots, though."
Thena smiled though, "I have seen plenty of fights backstage myself. I am no stranger to conflict."
Gil nodded. He didn't want to imagine what kind of damage ballerinas could do, if they all had the muscle strength and stamina that Thena had.
"Are you okay?" she whispered, raising a hand ever so delicately to the scuffs around where his headgear had been.
Gil chuckled, letting her take a feel for herself with her silky soft hands, actually glad for how cold they felt for once. "I'll be fine. Ikaris is an old friend from my pro days."
Thena glanced over Gil's shoulder briefly, nodding her head to the bloodied gentleman on the bench. She raised a brow at Gil, "that was what constitutes a friendly match?"
"Well," Gil shrugged, but left it at that, with no desire to admit that he'd completely lost it in a fit of jealousy. He took her hands in his. "You done for the day?"
She smiled up at him, nodding and letting him hold her hands, his warmth taking over the cold that she always seemed to have. "What about you?"
Ikaris stood from the bench, reaching for his bag and walking - more or less - in the direction of the changing rooms. "Don't let me keep you. Gil, I'll take y'out for a pint after my next match, aye?"
"Sure, man," Gil waved, actually grateful for Ikaris' miraculous moment of social awareness enough to excuse himself. He winced as Ikaris bumped into the wall next to the door a little, though.
Thena squeezed Gil's hand. "Perhaps I should tell Sersi your friend may be in need of a ride back to his hotel."
Gil chuckled. So, she had witnessed Ikaris chatting up Sersi, and perhaps the feeling was mutual between them. He felt as relieved as he did silly for worrying. "I think that's just what he needs. But what about us?"
"Us?" Thena gave him a coy smile. "Well, I thought we had plans for dinner at mine."
Gil leaned forward, pressing his face into her soft shoulder, inhaling her perfume. "That sounds perfect."
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thestar-child · 1 year
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~~(.づ◡﹏◡)づ.
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forestryfae · 9 months
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LOVE the new icon 💙
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I NOW PRONOUNS YOU DEAD. YOU MAY SCREW THE DRIVER
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