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r0k1z · 5 months
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Waah?! To think I'd actually be able to draw this inside the game, this is so cool...!!
I spent a lot of time drawing instead of chatting w the grim reaper lol
Anyways, I drew my mc :3!!
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noodlearg · 11 months
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HIS HAIR
HIS HAIR
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Charlie shows up with a mountain of ibprofen, asprin, naproxen, triptans, acetaminophen, and any other headache medication she can find showering her dad with them.
“Hey Char char— oh shit!” He’s covered in a bunch of medication bottles . “Charlie dear.. I think one or two of these would have been fine my apple “
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petitelepus · 2 years
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Hello, i was just wondering if you could please do Yandere djd towards autobot reader who has the ability to heal others (cybertronion and organic), kinda like Mipha from zelda botw (i don’t know if you’ve ever played botw, but if you haven’t you could probably search up what her powers are). Thanks in advance, also if you don’t want to do this that’s fine. this is my second time sending in a request to a blog, so sorry if i come across as rude, also sorry that this is super long. I really like your work and am excited to see what you write about next :)
Mechs and others who you saved would describe you as a Primus' messenger, but instead of taking them to meet their creator, you gave them another chance in life.
Your Outlier ability was a well-kept secret but your reputation as one of the most successful medics in the history known to Cybertronian left little to hide.
It's almost a shame you retired from the war and from the front lines, choosing to use your gift to heal and help those with less, those who suffered because of the millions of years of lasting war between Decepticons and Autobots.
You're a great asset and they need you on their side so you find yourself on their little List. You become their number one target and they waste no time finding you.
Oh, don't worry, they won't kill you, unlike others on the List. No no, they are recruiting you! Congratulations, you're the newest member of the Decepticon Justice Division!
You can fight against them all you like, but if you try anything that would be really stupid, they will threaten the ones close to you. Friends, acquaintances, lovers, by simply knowing you, you have set them in danger.
With you by their side, the Decepticon Justice Division will be unstoppable... Until those pesky friends of yours come to save you, but that isn't happening for quite some time and who is foolish enough to stand up against these psycho Con?
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egophiliac · 6 months
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this is basically what happened, right?
(these guys are very lucky that everyone at NRC 1) has the combined intelligence of a sack of bricks, and 2) is easily distracted by shiny things.)
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#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#stage in playful land#stage in playfulland#these two are SO sleazy and i am utterly delighted by them#can't wait to find out their tragic backstory in approximately 3-4 weeks!#fortunately i have like a month to figure out how the heck to draw their hair (spoiler: i will never figure it out)#also. god. i love it whenever leona accidentally reveals his Mom Side.#he doesn't care about any of this but he WILL be tagging along to make sure no one else gets into trouble#once again he has to be the Responsible Adult and he hates it. the whimsical hat weighs heavy upon his head.#anyway this is me so excuse me while i now talk about diasomnia for three hours#but lilia being all 'kids gotta have some adventure in their lives!' is hilarious#specifically because you know silver would NEVER.#100% silver not only never snuck out but he always went to bed on time AND brushed his teeth AND flossed even when nobody made him.#lilia: aww but you should be enjoying your youth! >:c#silver: i am. i enjoy being respectful and disciplined and honoring you as my father.#lilia:#lilia: maybe i'm TOO good at raising kids#you know i was going to say none of his kids would be involved in this but i actually think malleus definitely would#he would not see it as a moral quandry though. he would just be excited to be invited along.#(the only reason he isn't there is because he was busy admiring a termite-infested beam somewhere and yuu didn't get a chance to ask him)#i mean MAYBE if lilia as his single authority figure told him no then he would have some reservations#but lilia's the one who's screaming HELL YEAH LET'S SNEAK OUT AND DEFY AUTHORITY while dabbing so moot point there#sebek would never and he would rat on everyone else. unless malleus is going in which case he's already there.#and i guess if everyone else is going silver probably would too#but he'd. y'know. feel conflicted about it.
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intoseaa · 5 months
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thinking of giving her a room in the basement and it just being the coziest cutest place. all these nice thick blankets and lights, a room i keep clean just for her, a mini-fridge stocked with drinks, a wardrobe full of cute outfits i picked for her, nice stairs that don't creak when i come down them, a tv so i can set her on my lap and watch her fav shows on it, pillows that muffle her screams when i rape her senseless, soak up her tears when i cum inside her and a tiny table for her convenience . ahhh so cute
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batcavescolony · 1 year
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You know what I find funny about the fanonization of Tim Drake? In fanon content he's like seen as meek, weak, shy when canon Tim Drake is the opposite. Canon Tim's favorite game is jump rope with boundaries. He will do genetic experiments on his friends, he literally became Robin because he dug into the bats business, he stalks so many people. Canon Tim is a little shit who talked back to Jason as he was getting his ass beat. Canon Tim isn't meek or weak or shy, he's a funky lill freak, who will make it known if he hates you or likes you.
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blairpfaff · 2 months
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andrew scott on adam being his most personal role to date at the irish premiere of all of us strangers
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spielzeugkaiser · 8 months
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Jaskier is absolutely the parent to do matching outfits!
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yashley · 17 days
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imogen & fearne in c3e91
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quelmdn · 4 months
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What could have been capri AU doodle
(bb laurent's first teeny crush 🤏💙 )
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phantom-0-writer · 7 months
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I actually thought of this prompt like forever ago and i rly wanted to write a whole story for it but i couldn't think of a plot that would stick to it and make sense without adding too many outside elements and in my opinion over saturating the story. BUT i do have a bunch of scenes of danny and damian in my head about this also also some danny and other batfam members.
So anyways your order has been delivered...
original prompt: Gotham Academy's Mentorship Program
scene two: tim's arch nemesis
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scene 01: damian's not-so-very-bad day
“Father, you wanted to speak with me.” Damian said, trugging into his Father’s study late into the afternoon per Pennyworth’s behest. 
Father looked up from his work at Damian’s arrival, Drake gave him a look of annoyance that Damian returned with a sneer. “Damian.” Father greeted as he reached Father’s work station. “I spoke with your principal earlier today.” Damian huffed and crossed his arms in defiance at whatever accusation he was about to be handed, “Put your frown away, you're not in trouble.” Father chuckled lightly. 
Damian frowned. He was not a child, he did not need to be treated like one. 
“There’s a mentorship program at your school.” Father started, Damian raised an intrigued brow at him. 
Perhaps Father had succeeded in seeing his potential, “Well I suppose I wouldn’t mind mentoring one of the many underlings at the so-called academy.” Damian sighed, letting his arms fall to his side, as he looked up at his Father. 
Father blinked at him, processing what he had said, then glanced at Drake who looked like a fraying rope length away from bursting into laughter. “The mentorship program… it’s for you.” Father tried hesitantly. 
“Yes.” Damian nodded in understanding. 
There was an uncomfortable silence from Father.
“He means that you're the one getting mentored.” Drake laughed at him, shoulders shaking. 
Damian turned to Father. But the denial never came. “What!” Damian couldn’t help scream in outrage. “You want me to get mentored by some hillbilly civilian who can't tell a katana from a wakizashi?” He slammed his hands on Father’s table. 
Father looked at him with disapproval, but said nothing, not caring enough to discipline Damian. 
“Hillbilly civilian.” Drake croaked from the corner of the room, draping himself dramatically over one of the side sofas. 
“You’re to meet him first thing tomorrow when you get to school. Here’s his student profile, if you're interested.” Father handed him a singular paper. 
“Father I do not need-” 
“It’s already been arranged Damian, atleast give it a try.” Father said with a sigh, picking up his files again in a silent dismissal of Damian. 
The paper crumpled slightly as Damian stormed to his room.  
Daniel James Fenton. 
“Let’s see how long you last.” Damian eyed the picture of the smiling teen. 
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“Have a good day at school Masters Tim, Thomas, and Damian.” Pennyworth bid, as they all got out of the car. 
“Later, Alfred.” Thomas waved at the butler as he drove off. 
They all walked in the same direction to enter their classrooms, when Drake stopped him in his path. “Ohoho, and where do you think you’re going Damian?” he asked cheekily.
“Tsk.” He was hoping to be able to make it to his class before the others noticed, then continue to evade the principal and other faculty if need be required. To be foiled so early into his plan, furthermore by Drake, was humiliating. 
“Aren’t you supposed to be in the principal’s office?” Drake continued to smother his victory over Damian. 
“I was just on my way.” He huffed, turning around annoyed. Drake and Thomas snickered as he retreated. 
Damian knocked on the familiar oak doors. “Come in.” Mr. Carson called from the other side. Damian entered, and plopped down on the same chair he sat in every time he had been sent here. “Ah Damian. Goodmorning.” He waited for a reply, but when he realized he wouldn’t be getting one he continued on, “Mr. Fenton should be here any minute, but I’m glad you were able to come here on your own accord.” Mr. Carson talked as he hung up his jacket and took a seat at his chair. 
Damian could only watch the seconds tick by as he sat in that office. He wondered absentmindedly if Fenton didn’t show up would he be free. The knock at the door decimated all hopes Damian had for that. 
“Ah, that must be Mr. Fenton.” Mr. Carson mused out loud, “Come in.” 
Fenton entered the room hesitantly, greeting Mr. Carson with a small smile. Fenton was a scholarship student and held reasonable grades so his intellect was not to be underestimated, though often simply being able to score well on tests did not translate to having adequate life skills. Fenton was taller than Drake, but still average, dark hair, tanned skin, gray-blue eyes. When Damian’s supposed mentor looked at Damian for the first time since he had entered the room, Damian couldn’t help but feel like he was caught in a stare off with a beast. 
The way Fenton examined his surroundings reminded Damian of the League of Assassins. Careful, analytical and tactical. All things Damian had excelled in. But there was something different about Fenton than what Damian had often seen in the League. His eyes were softer than those that had trained Damian. Damian couldn’t understand why his eyes looked like that. 
Fenton smiled at him in a way that was likely meant to be kind, “Hi, you must be Damian. I’m Danny.” He stuck out his hand for Damian to shake. 
Damian did not take the hand, instead he turned to principal Carson, “When can I leave?” He asked board, subtly eying Fenton’s reaction in his peripheral vision. 
“We have to iron out the finer details and the both of you will be free to go until we see each other for our weekly check in every Friday.” Principal Carson started, “Mr. Fenton why don’t you take a seat. 
Undeterred by Damian’s lack of interest, Fenton took a seat. Mr. Carson explained to Fenton his responsibilities as a mentor and what would be expected of him, Fenton in turn nodded along attentively. After his long explanation of the whole program the both of them were free from his office, and excused from classes until lunch to “get to know each other better”.
Damian translated that to having until lunch to show Fenton that he was out of his depth and have him running with his tail between his legs. 
“So…” Fenton drawled trying to buy time to think of something adequate to say no doubt, “How about we go to the library to hang out?” Fenton offered. 
Damian simply huffed in agreement as they made their way to a pair of sofas tucked between the many rows of books. 
“So, Damian, uh, what do you like to do after school?” Fenton asked unoriginally. 
Damian turned so he could meet Fenton eye-to-eye. “Train.” He said honestly. If he plans on scaring him off then leaning into the superficial things he learned in the League would do him well. 
“Oh, you do sports?” Fenton asked inquisitively. Damian was momentarily thrown off by his show of genuine interest in his personal life, but Damian quickly collected himself. Fenton was merely putting on an act to get him to open up, Damian would be a fool to fall for it. 
“No.” He scoffed at the thought of sports, “I train for battle,” He made sure to put as much confidence as he could in his voice. Oftentimes in the past when he had told his peers of his activities they had brushed him off and laughed at him, Damian wondered if Fenton would have a similar reaction. 
“Hardcore.” Fenton nodded in awe.
Damian blinked, “You believe me?” He found himself whispering. 
“Well, yeah.” Fenton responded as if it were the most obvious thing, in fact, he seemed confused as Damian’s bafflement. 
Damian quickly collected himself, “Well of course you should believe me it’s the truth, I’m a highly skilled blade user.” He nodded to himself. 
“Blade user, huh? Do you prefer katanas or wakizashi? Or a classic long sword maybe.” Fenton asked eying Damian as if it would help him find the correct answer. 
“Katanas obviously.” Damian scoffed, “They’re incredibly balanced, strong, and give you incredible control over your attacks. Wakizashi are also a good option if you prefer close combat and if you’re fighting in an area with a lot of obstacles.” Fenton hummed and nodded at his explanation, and Damian found himself continuing, “Long swords are originally from the Bavaria and Switzerland regions during the medieval times-”
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Happy Birthday, Diluc!
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emilybeemartin · 2 months
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"I'll sing you a song," this fair maid did cry.
The captain was weeping for joy, oh
She sang it so sweetly, so soft and completely
She sang captain and sailors to sleep, oh
Captain and sailors to sleep.
She robbed them of jewels, she robbed them of wealth,
She robbed them of costly fine fare, oh.
The captain's broadsword she used as an oar
And she rowed her way back to the shore, shore, shore,
She rowed her way back to the shore.
-"The Maid on the Shore," as sung by Solas, though I like the Stan Rogers version, too.
For my senior project in high school, I illustrated this song into a picture book. I always liked it because it's one of the few folk songs where a girl outwits a group of men who want her and still manages to have a happy ending.
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freakova · 1 year
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Me after typing "Bowser" into any social platform without a safe search on:
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braimin · 6 days
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I just realized that Sanji accidentally got the whole crew addicted to nicotine through second hand smoking. Like, during WCI everyone was So Anxious, obviously because Sanji was gone, but also because the are literally addicted to Sanji's presence (the nicotine, the smell of food, his cologne, everything about him)
Them accidentally getting a nicotine addiction is actually so funny✨
I bet when Chopper heard everyone's complaints about how they felt after Sanji left he was like 'uh oh'. Usopp complains about how he's so anxious he's stress eating and Zoro is suddenly soo aggressive with everyone and can't fall asleep, the whole crew feels like they're going to starve to death without him, their nerves are all completely fried and after a bit Chopper puts the pieces together and is like 'Damn, that bitch gave us all an addiction.'
It also got me thinking about poor Zoro.. You know those girls that joke about putting nicotine patches on their partners after sex ? That's what Sanji has basically done to him. Because after every encounter they have Sanji lights a cigarette and blows the first hit in his face to be a dick. Neither of them ever thought about the long term consequences, Zoro just thinks it's hot and Sanji thinks it's funny.
One of the main reasons Zoro didn't go to WCI with Luffy is because he was the one with the worst withdraw symptoms. Like the trip to Zou from Dressrosa was already really shitty because he was having trouble. But then they find out Sanji's gone and everything and Zoro is like 'Yeah, I'm gonna have to sit this one out.' Because they were already pushing it letting Luffy go on what is supposed to be a stealth mission, bringing Zoro when he's like a second away from going apeshit over Sanji withdraws would be a terrible idea.
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