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kay-i · 2 months
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Here's my piece for @aerisephzine 🌸☄️ A collab with amazing @avannawolfe
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il-predestinato · 2 years
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Max Verstappen: “We’ve spent so much time together, in a way.”
Charles Leclerc: “We started racing together around 2009 [...] for all the karting years basically, and now we've found each other again.”
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di0xazine666 · 26 days
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Uh... Fun fact, these two are acrobats. Or so they think... They'd come up with dance routines and all sorts of things as kids as a little hobby. You know, before the bloodlust took over.
Thought it'd be fun to sketch a simple pose, it was.
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maryisthevirgin · 1 year
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Lucemond childhood friends to enemies to lovers au!
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bravetemptation · 2 years
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Harry and Louis really are the rose and dagger personified.
Harry is a very bright person - he wears a lot of color and pattern and different styles. His music is more flowery, like you’re floating (or drowning) while listening. His lyrics are metaphorical and sound pretty and aren’t always direct.
Louis, while also bright, brings an edge. He wears darker colors and sticks to a few looks that are very him. His music is more punchy - it fills your chest with the heavy bass and drums. His lyrics are very straightforward and literal, but there’s always another level to them right beneath the surface.
But even though they seem like complete opposites, their songs have this thread that links them - they both talk about long term relationships, of the hardships of being in love, of having this one person that you always go back to even when things are really hard. Two sides of the same story, told in opposing ways, but with the same underlying meaning. It’s so fucking beautiful to witness.
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adina--astra · 2 months
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✨Besties✨
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fromsouptonuts · 1 year
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Andrea Martin + Martin Short
Oliver & Joy
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jojiship · 2 years
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Not me hating boss/employee relationship, but also shipping Royai. Love being a hypocrite.
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placetneplacet · 2 years
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If the show makes me a liar it’s not my fault! But I swear it’s not true, we’re watching Thai BL folks…
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wigglepiggle · 9 months
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I love assigning different relationships between my pokemon for no reason. my skeledirge(zasha) and tinkaton(whammy) are best friends ever to me even if whammy's weak to fire she can just not touch zasha or something
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l-just-want-to-see · 3 months
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isn’t the fundamental tragedy of 18 year old Dick that he wants to be free but instead he is loved and of 18 year old Jason that he wants to be loved but instead he is free
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inkskinned · 9 months
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you're grabbing lunch with a nice man and he gives you that strange grimace-smile that's popular right now; an almost sardonic "twist" of his mouth while he looks literally down on you. it looks like he practiced the move as he leans back, arms folded. he just finished reciting the details of NFTs to you and explaining Oppenheimer even though he only watched a youtube about it and hasn't actually seen it. you are at the bottom of your wine glass.
you ask the man across from you if he has siblings, desperately looking for a topic. literally anything else.
he says i don't like small talk. and then he smiles again, watching you.
a few years ago, you probably would have said you're above celebrity gossip, but honestly, you've been kind of enjoying the dumb shit of it these days. with the rest of the earth burning, there's something familiar and banal about dragging ariana grande through the mud. you think about jeanette mccurdy, who has often times gently warned the world she's not as nice as she appears. you liked i'm glad my mom died but it made you cry a lot.
he doesn't like small talk, figure out something to say.
you want to talk about responsibility, and how ariana grande is only like 6 days older than you are - which means she just turned 30 and still dresses and acts like a 13 year old, but like sexy. there's something in there about the whole thing - about insecurity, and never growing up, and being sexualized from a young age.
people have been saying that gay people are groomers. like, that's something that's come back into the public. you have even said yourself that it's just ... easier to date men sometimes. you would identify as whatever the opposite of "heteroflexible" is, but here you are again, across from a man. you like every woman, and 3 people on tv. and not this guy. but you're trying. your mother is worried about you. she thinks it's not okay you're single. and honestly this guy was better before you met, back when you were just texting.
wait, shit. are you doing the same thing as ariana grande? are you looking for male validation in order to appease some internalized promise of heteronormativity? do you conform to the idea that your happiness must result in heterosexuality? do you believe that you can resolve your internal loneliness by being accepted into the patriarchy? is there a reason dating men is easier? why are you so scared of fucking it up with women? why don't you reach out to more of them? you have a good sense of humor and a big ol' brain, you could have done a better job at online dating.
also. jesus christ. why can't you just get a drink with somebody without your internal feminism meter pinging. although - in your favor (and judgement aside) in the case of your ariana grande deposition: you have been in enough therapy you probably wouldn't date anyone who had just broken up with their wife of many years (and who has a young child). you'd be like - maybe take some personal time before you begin this journey. like, grande has been on broadway, you'd think she would have heard of the plot of hamlet.
he leans forward and taps two fingers to the table. "i'm not, like an andrew tate guy," he's saying, "but i do think partnership is about two people knowing their place. i like order."
you knew it was going to be hard. being non-straight in any particular way is like, always hard. these days you kind of like answering the question what's your sexuality? with a shrug and a smile - it's fine - is your most common response. like they asked you how your life is going and not to reveal your identity. you like not being straight. you like kissing girls. some days you know you're into men, and sometimes you're sitting across from a man, and you're thinking about the power of compulsory heterosexuality. are you into men, or are you just into the safety that comes from being seen with them? after all, everyone knows you're failing in life unless you have a husband. it almost feels like a gradebook - people see "straight married" as being "all A's", and anything else even vaguely noncompliant as being ... like you dropped out of the school system. you cannot just ignore years of that kind of conditioning, of course you like attention from men.
"so let's talk boundaries." he orders more wine for you, gesturing with one hand like he's rousing an orchestra. sir, this is a fucking chain restaurant. "I am not gonna date someone who still has male friends. also, i don't care about your little friends, i care about me. whatever stupid girls night things - those are lower priority. if i want you there, you're there."
he wasn't like this over text, right? you wouldn't have been even in the building if he was like this. you squint at him. in another version of yourself, you'd be running. you'd just get up and go. that's what happens on the internet - people get annoyed, and they just leave. you are locked in place, almost frozen. you need to go to the bathroom and text someone to call you so you have an excuse, like it's rude to just-leave. like he already kind of owns you. rudeness implies a power paradigm, though. see, even your social anxiety allows the patriarchy to get to you.
you take a sip of the new glass of wine. maybe this will be a funny story. maybe you can write about it on your blog. maybe you can meet ariana grande and ask her if she just maybe needs to take some time to sit and think about her happiness and how she measures her own success.
is this settling down? is this all that's left in your dating pool? just accepting that someone will eventually love you, and you have to stop being picky about who "makes" you a wife?
you look down to your hand, clutching the knife.
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novicedraws · 5 months
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Random AU time, instead of being raised on earth realm and trained by the monks. Raiden is Li Mei's second in command and is naturally gifted with the powers of lighting/thunder.
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stil-lindigo · 8 months
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ashes to ashes.
a short comic about the day Ash was born.
Ash's story
Red and Wolf's story
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all my other comics
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prettyupsetnerd · 9 days
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hajihiko · 9 months
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Trainwreck in double speed
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