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malinastharlock · 2 days
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Just attempting to brighten my mood and boost my confidence by reminding myself of how sexy I am.
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Can I be your Epic mount. 😏
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halloween-sweets · 8 months
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wizardcomfey · 2 years
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your majesty a twitter woman is liking your favorite fictional character wrong. shall i send her to the tar pits or behead her in the square my liege.
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confusedraven1 · 6 months
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every time the camera turns around, izzy is in a different crew members arms. the writers saw us make him the ship’s bicycle, and they’re like “oh so true, besties”
but then took it a step further to make him the ship’s……unicycle 😎🦄🚲
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constant-downer · 2 years
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hello friends how are we all feeling
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suzukiblu · 8 days
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WIP excerpt for 🦄; obligatory sugar baby Kon. ( + non-chrono link for mobile users )
“Hey, Secret,” Tim says, thinking longingly of Superman-appropriate death-traps. “Sorry I didn’t call ahead, I didn’t think you’d be here.” 
“That’s okay, it’s just nice to see you!” she says, beaming brightly at him. Tim, unfortunately, is reminded of Kon for literally no reason except that he really is just down that bad for the bastard, apparently. God, he’s going to embarrass himself so much over this situation, isn’t he. Just so, so much. “What are you doing?” 
“Just picking something up quick,” Tim says. “I’ll be out of your hair in a minute.” 
“Oh,” she says, looking disappointed. “Um, okay.” 
. . . Tim is possibly an asshole, he recognizes. 
“Thought I might do a few security checks first, if you don’t mind the company,” he attempts, and Suzie immediately lights up again. 
“No!” she says excitedly, clasping her hands together. “No, I don’t mind! Do you want some snacks while you work? I’ll get you some!” 
Tim might be an asshole, yeah. 
“That’s okay, I already ate,” he says, and smiles at her. “Just keep me company for a little bit, maybe? Running the diagnostics gets boring, sometimes.” 
“Okay!” Suzie says, still beaming at him. 
Tim runs a bunch of unnecessary diagnostic checks and also checks the hardware connections, and Suzie tells him all about the places she’s been visiting. She sounds pretty pleased about them, so that’s good, he figures. Of course, Kon didn’t sound bothered by the Cadmus thing either, so . . . 
Yeah, they need to work on getting her completely off the DEO’s radar and into a more sustainable long-term living situation as soon as possible. And maybe figuring out . . . he’s not sure, exactly, but some way to help her look enough like a normal human to pass for one. A holo-projector, maybe, or an illusion spell. Something like that. 
Why does he have a friend in this situation? Why does he have multiple friends in this situation? 
Maybe he'll pick a cul-de-sac in an area he can, like, take over once he goes supervillain. Just lock it down and make it his territory first thing. Maybe buy up the local buildings one by one and make it all nice and legal and a pain in the ass for the local government and whatever cops survive the GPCD getting blown up to argue with, even. 
Unfortunately that’d make him a landlord, which is a little more evil than he really wanted to go, but desperate times and all. 
“So are you, um . . . seeing anyone right now, Robin?” Suzie asks, twisting a whorl of her smoky hair through her fingers and biting her lip. Tim isn't sure why she's asking, so can only assume she's run out of conversation topics and is fumbling for small talk. 
“Well . . . kind of,” he says as he fakes his way through another entirely unnecessary hardware check, because he can't actually tell her any real details about his life, no, but dating Kon is not actually a part of his life that Bruce has any idea about, so . . . well, there's nothing to tie back to him if he does, is there? And–well, he'd like to talk about it a little, maybe. “Or I just started seeing someone, I mean. It's a recent development.”
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irradiatedwarlock · 7 months
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little-spoon-izzy · 5 months
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Only on Our Flag does “Unicorn Hunter” have an even more horrible connotation than it does in reality. Thanks, English.
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commiepinkofag · 11 months
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Teachers with Pride Still Have to Hide
Gay schoolteachers wearing masks at parade, June 28, 1986
In this image, Seattle schoolteachers participating in the Gay Freedom Day parade through the Capitol Hill neighborhood hold a banner reading "Teachers with Pride Still Have to Hide," and wear masks to protest the discrimination they have felt. An estimated 10,000 people participated in the event, which is part of Seattle's annual Gay Pride Week.
[ 📷 Jennifer Werner-Jones / Seattle Post-Intelligencer ]
oh, how times have changed!
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sunny-and-the-flowers · 2 months
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My mom offered me those earrings cause she knows I love unicorns 🦄... but guess who loves unicorns too?
So I made this quick sketch of Boomer 🦄💖🪃 (my earrings are under the cut, if you want to see them!)
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damiannasworld · 10 months
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Kapinafest, Nivala 13.07.23
📸 bojandmni krisdpmn
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yuniko · 11 months
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Tezuka stationery by Can Do
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constant-downer · 2 years
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WE GOTTA GET THINGS READY FOR THE BIG DAY BIG DAY WE GOTTA GET THINGS READY FOR THE SPESHUL DAY 🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺🕺
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suzukiblu · 18 days
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Ko-fi thank-you sentences for 🦄 behind the cut; obligatory sugar baby Kon.
Good. Let me send you the address, Tim says, and does. Might as well take care of that now, he figures. Kon sends him back a bunch of candy and heart emojis. Tim suffers for a moment and tries to figure out if he can emotionally handle sending any back. 
He tries a lollipop, immediately regrets it and replaces it with a wrapped candy, then regrets that too and tries the neutrality of a normal heart, but that doesn't seem like he's trying hard enough, and he deletes that too and then stares blankly at his empty text box with no idea what to put in it. 
u really liked the glitter? Kon asks, which nearly puts Tim back on the floor to crawl under his bed and hide from his own phone. like its not 2 much?
Not even slightly, Tim says. It looks good on you. 
so like u'd like it if i did it again sometime? Kon asks after a noticeable pause. 
Never mind. Tim does in fact need to crawl in under his bed. 
He'll text back after he gets re-settled, he promises himself, then shoves aside his remaining dirty laundry, slides in sideways, and suffers into his carpet. 
Yes, he texts back blind, hoping autocorrect will save him from any particularly fucked-up typos. 
Kon's text alert sounds after another noticeable pause. Tim steels himself, then peeks at the screen. 
k, it says, and nothing else. Tim wonders . . . it wasn't necessarily flirty, the way Kon asked that. So does that mean . . . 
It really does look good on you, he tries very, very cautiously, hoping he's not, like–making it weird. But Kon showed up in eyeliner and nail polish for their first “official” date and just showed him a new eyeliner he specifically asked someone he knew for help with, and he seemed to like the crop top and the short-shorts, so . . . like, does that mean he's interested in dressing a bit less, well . . . like how Tim would've expected him to want to dress, let's say?
He's really never seen him in civvies before this, so . . . who knows, really? 
all of it? Kon asks after yet another noticeable pause. Tim buries his face in the carpet so he can process the reminder of the lip gloss's existence. Jesus. 
Definitely all of it, he agrees. 
Kon doesn't text back right away. Tim considers following up, and also considers just signing over his entire trust fund to him no strings attached and wandering off to become a hermit so he can, like, survive this experience. 
It probably wouldn't work. He'd end up spending all his time worrying about Kon ending up staying in a lab and thinking it's fine to be there instead of, like . . . meditating, or whatever it is hermits actually do. 
It really does seem like Kon just–doesn't think it matters if he's in a lab, and Tim can't tell if that's because he actually doesn't care, or if it's because he thinks no one else cares. Superman clearly doesn't. Cadmus definitely doesn't. 
And he'd told Robin about it like he hadn't expected him to care either. 
That's really a thought Tim would've preferred to have occur to him while he wasn't actively talking to Kon, though at least they're not face-to-face right now. It's a little easier to not have to worry about his expression while having that sour lemon of a realization. 
Considering Kon's best endorsement of working for Cadmus when he'd been trying to sell it to him had been “could be worse”, though . . . 
Tim actually hates everything in the world, yeah. Aside from a few obvious exceptions of people who he has to either convince to turn supervillain with him or emotionally sidekick-support until such a time as he can turn supervillain, obviously. Just all of it. Whole world. The world just sucks. 
Well, there's a reason he's got supervillain plans, and that reason is definitely not that society is fine and good and morally okay as it is. 
The most moral thing to do in a situation like this is become a supervillain, as far as Tim's concerned.
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