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#HE'S A GREMLIN
rt3nenbaum · 3 months
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he takes that tiny scooter everywhere now 😭
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naterjack · 7 months
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I wanna post but in bussy so here's a little doodle of 1 of my latest obsessions
@clownpallete
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batcadillac · 1 year
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This will not be the final feral form for Sodo/Dew. But I vibe with it, so I desided to post it anyway 👹🔥
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peachym00 · 1 year
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Pete looked at his phone to find it was half past three in the morning. Knowing he would lie awake until the sun came up unless he could adequately distract himself, he rolled out of bed, careful not to disturb Vegas.
Tiptoeing to the kitchen, he made some tea and sat at the counter until he finished it when the sudden creak of the door made Pete violently jump. The cup he was still holding fell to the floor and smashed against the unforgiving tiles.
Pete turns to look at the intruder, and they stare at each other in stunned silence.
“Shit,” Macau whispers loudly, which would have made Pete laugh if he was in a better mood, “Don’t move; I’ll sweep that up before you cut yourself.”
“Be careful,” he frowns as Macau sweeps up the mess even though he’s also barefooted.
“P’Pete, please don’t mother me whilst I’m saving you from the impending doom of tiny pieces of ceramic stuck in the bottom of your feet; my heroic work can’t afford distraction.”
This makes him smile, and he pretends to zip his mouth shut. When he’s finished, Pete thanks him, and he watches Macau hunt through the fridge.
“Is that what brought you down here in the middle of the night, your stomach?” He teasingly questions, watching him grab some leftover food and settle beside Pete on the counter. The heathen doesn’t even wait for the food to cool down after re-heating it; he just shoves it straight into his mouth.
“Yeah, my stomach is no joke when it comes to food,” he flaps his hand in front of his mouth in an apparent attempt at cooling down his mouthful, “when it’s hungry, I listen. Or I turn into a hangry beast.”
“You definitely get that from Vegas,” he snickers, ignoring the look he gets.
“What brings you to the kitchen in the middle of the night?”
“Oh, just couldn’t sleep, the usual.”
Macau nods knowingly, continuing to eat. “Nightmares?”
He pauses, almost denying it but deciding to be honest.
“How did you guess?”
“I know you’re jumpy, but that was a bit much, even for you.”
“I guess that was a pretty solid giveaway,” he smiles, embarrassed, but Macau just smiles back, kindly, in a way that Pete knows is completely sincere.
The door creaks for a second time, yet again making Pete jump, though not quite as violently this time.
“We need to oil that door,” he exclaims, making Macau snigger, placing a hand over his chest to feel his heart racing.
“What are you two doing?” Vegas asks, squinting his eyes in the dim light of the kitchen. His hair was messy like he’d been running his hands through it. Pete thought he looked cute.
“Nothing, just hanging out,” Macau chirps, swinging his legs under the table for good measure.
“You should be asleep.”
“You’re right, it’s late,” Pete says before Macau can reply; he doesn’t look Vegas in the eyes as he gets up to leave. “I should get back to bed.”
He can feel Vegas looking at him as he walks past, the weight of his stare bearing down on him. “Well, goodnight then,” Pete calls, faux cheerfully and awkwardly leaves the room.
He stops outside the door, cursing himself for acting so uncouthly. As he moves to properly leave, he catches their conversation.
“What was that about?” he hears Vegas ask sullenly.
“P’Pete smashed a cup because I scared him when I came in.”
“I know; it woke me up; he left the bedroom door open.”
“He had a nightmare,” Macau says pointedly.
“Oh.”
“Yeah, oh.” More silence. “That’s all you have to say? Aren’t you going to see if he’s okay?”
“He probably doesn’t want to talk to me right now.”
“I wouldn’t even want to look at you if I were him, but this is P’Pete we’re talking about; I don’t think there’s anything you could do to stop him from talking to you.”
Vegas doesn’t reply.
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littlelightfish · 3 months
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Here, my favorite LU characters <3
(Time... I just realized i forgor his scar and markings... fuk it)
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And here, young Hyrule.
His age is more a hc I have than a certain thing, maybe he was younger, maybe older, 15 sounded just fine.
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exousiate · 7 months
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it is familiar in a sense, not overly so, but it is distracting him from the festivities. his attention is momentarily gone from the music, the buzz, the beverages, and instead it falls on a trap that he should’ve seen coming.
he keeps staring. Marie is still distracted.
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blinking, he tilts his head and it happens without warning. fingers slowly slide down to the fluff, careful to not yank it off and then, his face changes. it is not that intense but slightly in the manner how his hand plays with the bunny tail, almost too focused. another day, he would pretend to keep everything to himself but — that rational part is far too gone, replaced with an innocent stare as his other hand joins in the endeavors.
@animasend
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topazoz · 2 years
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For y'all who don't have insta o-(-(
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amberberrystar · 1 year
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man, one of my favorite things about nightheart as a character is that, as an apprentice, he went to a gathering where the adults were discussing the leader thing and he just pipes up from the kids table and says "hey, how about we try democracy" and everyone gets mad at him
like,,, it's so fuckin funny
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jinn-exe · 2 years
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Hangman: Hey Roo! Whaddya call a fish with no eye?
Rooster: *is not even paying attention to him*
Bob: oh, they're called Myxine circifrons—
Hangman:
Coyote: ...fsh...
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aitheros · 10 months
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01.     pockets., 08. wallet, 13. to do list
A  PEAK  AT  WHAT’S  INSIDE  THEIR          .    .    .
01. pockets — sting is good at losing things & jumping around, being chaotic, doesn't help. does that stop him ? no.
his wallet & lacrima phone
a crumpled stick of gum that'll surely get forgotten & ruin his pants in the wash
keys to his home with the keychain lisanna gave him ♡
a mini flashlight or glow stick because he's a child
snacks for lector
probably trash . . .
flower ( a snack )
08. wallet
fiore's equivalent of a credit card that's abused on a daily
guild & citizen identification cards that he refuses to show anyone
next job flyer & address
a tiny pressed flower ( for decoration & sentimental reasons, not a snack )
a scale of weisslogia he keeps with him always, that somehow survived aggressive time travel
a small folded note from a someone special
photo of he, lector, rogue, & frosch ♡
emergency contact numbers that he's too lazy to put in his phone
13. to do list
breakfast with lector & morning run
volunteer restoration work at magnolia with rogue
job with macbeth
complete reintegration weekly progress report
weight lifting & daily training
sun meditation
meeting with saber leadership
buy new shirts that he probably won't wear
check in with ultear
application for international job abroad
buy flowers for special someone
dinner with rogue & frosch
no. drinking. don't do it.
sleep before 10 PM ( unlikely )
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corvus-ambrosius · 7 months
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okay hear me out
link would totally dye his hair with the different flowers and stuff he finds
like one day he would walk into hateno with blue hair from some blue nightshades AND HE WOULD GLOW IN THE DARK OMG I NEED TO TRY AND DRAW THIS
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bloededhoine · 1 year
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Why do you hate the ship Vernon/Ciri?
i don't think i hate it or have ever said as much, but i certainly don't ship it. mostly because roche and ciri never meet in canon and i ship them both with other people. but also. go ciri!! fuck your dad's hot friends!
also ciri imo prefers women like 99.9% of the time and, though i love him to bits, roche just isn't part of that .1%
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humorandhellfire · 2 years
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Eddie is the type of friend who will put his finger in a hole on your shirt and act shocked if you move and it rips more
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theaceofarrows · 2 years
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maryeve-the-bitch · 2 years
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lostdemons · 11 months
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As a special treat to those of you who, by some miracle, have found this blog already, have a sneak peak at the newest and yet to be revealed character.
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