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dopemonkshit · 6 months
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new hair who dis
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slavhew · 3 months
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Hello!
If you're not too busy, would you mind listing some of the things you think count as death flags for Mr. Spender?
There's the obvious fact that he's the "old" mentor to group of young protagonists, but what else do you think would count?
OHH BOY ok so I'd think I'm a crackpot for this but since we're talking about Zack "Foreshadowing" Morrison. I have some thoughts
No harm in leading with the (chronologically) first thing that jumped out at me:
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This one IMMEDIATELY made me antsy whenever I came back to it after my initial read, and considering Zack has referred to it on twitter in the past as one of their favorite jokes it's definitely not been forgotten about.
Second, the sheer amounts of near-misses, jokey or not, of Spender narrowly avoiding specifically lightning
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Again, not much, but it's weird that it happened thrice, latter two of which had real gravitas rather than an one-off joke.
And third, Spender himself. He's repeatedly shown himself to be kind of a self sacrificing idiot, as well as prideful to a fault. Granted, it's both him and Mina trying to take on all the responsibility of saving Mayview and its inhabitants from their fate.. But Spender is exactly that right measure of doesn't-value-himself-enough (chest footprint aftercare or lack thereof), having an obscene amount of power (enables his loner act + pride) and poor judgement that has the capacity to put him at great risk. And it has!
Spender has not only shown low enough self-esteem to view himself as the de-facto scapegoat for the safety of the town, but also prideful enough to make very bad calls that end up in people, often himself, hurt (COUGH FORGE INCIDENT COUGH)
This is all conjecture, but it's definitely enough to make me worried about him :') Even if all this doesn't mean he'll necessarily die he's definitely getting (even more) seriously injured at some point. I love the guy but he's so far doing a horrible job of convincing me he wants to live bad enough to circumvent at least that
#not art#admin answers#paranatural#pnat#richard spender#pts-fic-notes-and-blog#before i continue on with tag ramble i just want to say tysm for leaving an ask!#none of my friends read this so ive been stewing on these thoughts for some months and i loved finally sharing them#this isn't exactly proof but the hijack possession seemingly being the final nail in the coffin for his and isabel's relationship.#idk it feels significant to me. thats one more tether to support kinda gone. someone who knows him well enough to know he's unwell#he seems not exactly content but fr incapable of not burning bridges as he is now. and considering how rashly he acts he REALLY needs those#to not do stupid shit all the god damn time with no buffer other than Lucifer. who for his measured approach to rick's hotheadedness#has honestly shown himself to be pretty lenient and kinda bad at controlling spender's more (self) destructive tendencies? so he dont count#to be clear i love spender to bits but he is dumb as rocks and has all the self preservation of a fruit fly. it needs to be said#also the lightning man... idk its WEIRD like especially on the reread its the thing that most consistently threatens him! it repeats#sure he gets chewed by a bat and banged up by forge but?? he somehow always comes back to lightning. catnine has it out for him#its something i didnt even really put together until i continued reading the flashback chapter AFTER getting this ask and went OHHHGNHF#which the only reason lightning is such a non issue is lucifer's powers. which belong to his sunglasses and not to the spirit in him#so its not like they can't be taken away he's just got a really good excuse for having those on all the time#TAGS GETTING SO LONG. ANYWAYS. i hope this is comprehensible lol
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pureewhitesnow · 1 month
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" i like the way you kissed me , i could tell you miss me . " ... ♡
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stress relief .
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yellowhearther0 · 1 year
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woaugh no way is that THE cranboo in 2023.....
[like + rb mayb?]
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andy-clutterbuck · 1 year
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Simon Casey | Teachers | requested by Anonymous
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mewkwota · 4 months
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When I say Tsux's hair is derived from MegaMan.EXE's I'm really saying it was initially meant to have the exact same shape. Of course over time, Tsux's bangs grew extra strands. Out of my own curiosity, I edited this image to show you what could've been (or used to be).
To those who do this sort of thing regularly I have to commend you. This was SO much work to make cleanly.
Overall, Tsux is intended to have the same face and build (excluding leg thickness) as Hub. Also the reason the lower strands near Tsux's ponytail became "loose strands" is because my sister misinterpreted them when drawing her once and I chose to keep it like that.
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feliz-navidad · 5 months
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vent post in tags
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ravensmadreads · 7 months
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akirakirxaa · 1 year
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14. Rubbing your partner's back until they fall asleep
Slams hand down on the WoL x Emet button
This is a continuation drabble based on my fic Unwound because now I have the brainworms. The fic can be found here. More info in the tags.
Akira lay on her stomach, face pressed into her pillow as if trying to hide from the decision she had made with full faculties, with no drink to blame. She could hear the voices of everyone she cared about asking her what was she thinking? And yet, she didn't want to take it back. She just more wished the situation was different. That she wasn't who she was and he wasn't who he was.
"A bit late for second thoughts don't you think, Hero?" Emet-Selch's hand ran up and down her back, fingers lightly tracing along each obsidian scale. If she could just get rid of this guilt, it would probably lull her to sleep. She lifted one arm and pressed her index finger over his mouth, still not looking up.
"Stop talking," she grumbled into her pillow, and she felt him pull away from her.
"Well, if you want me to go-" Her hand snapped to his wrist without her full permission, as if now that she'd admitted to herself that she wanted him she was going to keep him right where she wanted him. He resumed his ministrations with a small huff of laughter, so quiet she almost missed it.
"I'm getting mixed signals, Hero."
"So am I." The noise he made was louder this time, a scoff of protest.
"I have been very clear-"
"Not from you." He was quiet for several moments and she sighed, knowing he was waiting for her to explain. Even though she knew he knew. He had to know, right? She pointed at her still hidden face as her explanation.
"Ah. You're still not sure what it is you want." She could hear the smirk in his voice.
"No. Just not sure I should want it." Akira curled her arms under the pillow, the soft material giving under her horns. She could feel some threads catching but she'd long since gotten past feeling bad over every pillow her horns ruined. He gave a long suffering sigh and, before she could protest, hauled her by arm and leg over him until she draped across his torso, her head nestled into the crook between his neck and shoulder. The tip of one horn was not even an ilm from his throat, but if it bothered him he didn't show it.
"What're you doing?" she asked cautiously, still tense at the sudden movement.
"You don't want me to leave, so I was planning on getting some sleep if you don't mind," the words sounded irritated, but his hand had resumed its gentle rubbing of her back, not put off in the least by the body she still regarded at times as strange and unfamiliar. She wondered if he was trying to lull her into a false sense of security. As if he could read her mind, he let out another sigh.
"I'm not going to kill you in the night," he insisted. "I said I wanted cooperation and I meant it."
"Somehow I don't think this is what you originally meant."
"Besides," he continued, as if he didn't hear her. "You deserve to know when your death is coming for you." Akira was quiet for several long moments. What a strange compliment, but it did feel like one. Still uncertain, she leaned on her Echo senses. They were never wrong, and while in the midst of battle she might miss their signs, when it was quiet and she was still, she could hear them clearly.
Nothing. No looming danger. He was telling the truth. She was still loath to sleep while someone she knew for a fact would prefer her dead or at least gone was still in her bed, but asking him to leave felt even worse. She swallowed hard, then tried to relax, finding it somehow far too easy now that she'd established even with her preternatural danger senses that she was safe.
"Emet-Selch?"
"Hm?"
"Goodnight," she mumbled quietly, feeling her face heat just slightly as she adjusted just a little, just enough to assure herself she wasn't going to accidentally stab him with her horn in the night.
"Sweet dreams, Hero," he replied, and she could hear the slight smile in his voice, the softness that crept in occasionally when his guard fell ever so slightly.
Akira closed her eyes, letting her lose herself in the small circles he was now rubbing into her back, and as she was drifting off she could hear him humming something. It was just this side of familiar, like something she'd heard long ago, something she'd forgotten. But she was too far gone now.
Sleep claimed her, dragging her under to gentle touches and quiet songs sung by her enemy.
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miabrown007 · 1 year
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a minute of silence to my skills to estimate how long a project is ever going to take
#my google calendar and Carl bot (and my friends) have been kind enough to inform me today was the estimated posting date of heist au#suffice to say that is not happening#it would have been rad to make a habit out of the co-occurrence of starting a new job and starting to post a finished WIP but alas#that will not be happening for a while longer#I have no idea when will I find the time for writing between two jobs and the big bang but. we'll work something out.#but hey it's good to give your projects breathing space so your brain can do the work in the background and solve the problems for you#I'll probably need to go back and revamp the whole last chapter I've been working on#but I'm still too sick and jet lagged and sick to be thinking about that so I'll consume some more media in the meantime#and complain about how bad the fic I'm listening to is. like god it's supposed to be so romantic and cute and he's literally#depriving her bodily autonomy and her friends support him I want to leave a strongly worded comment so bad#I will not be doing that but god it's so awful I should have stopped listening to this fic long ago. so that's a lesson learned.#put the fucking fic down there's plenty of stuff that's going to be better#hot take I sure no one saw coming sometimes things that are popular are actually bad#anyway have some stream of fucking consciousness /ref to another fic I'm fighting hard to keep discontinued#I know I won't like it why is this so hard#heist au should have been posted today based on maths btw. maths I did wrong for the first time which means it should have been posted#a year ago really#not like I have the proper structure to do a heist au daily#but it would have been fun to post the first chapter on the exact day it takes place. idk just for flavour#does all this make any sense? hardly. this is a diary entry and my two braincells are firing random thoughts at each other#that's fine though. it's all fine. here have some popcorn to go with all this nonsense 🍿🍿🍿 <3#(and also all the drama in the new shadow and bone season. ugh it's so good I love Wesper SO. MUCH. or just Waylan. and Nikolai.#he's my blorbo assigned at first relevant information. relavant information: he's my friend's blorbo#but gods he's so my type it's scary. of course I'll have him as my blorbo. of course of course!#*puts him on a shelf next to Adrien Draco and Hunter*#*steps back to think before putting Waylan there too and sitting Zuko on the far end*#war crimes look so good on them :3#miaing#heist au
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ankhisms · 3 months
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bwuhhh i know im being way too hard on myself about my art but that doesnt make it any easier to get my brain to be nicer to myself
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baeshijima · 1 year
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gn today is such a bad day and its not even 11 am
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jitterbugbear · 1 year
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tbh i really want a ghost t-shirt but i'm too broke to pay the 30€ + shipping fees so i might as well diy myself something
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taketwoinink · 1 year
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Fic Announcement!
Now More Than Ever
Updates Every Friday! Snip & Major Tags Below! (warning for parental death/funeral in the snip)
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Main Relationship(s): Chloe & Felix, Felix & Adrien
Other Relationships: Chloe & Adrien, Felix & Alix, Ivan & Felix, Ivan & Mylene, Felix & Original Characters (there's four of them), Adrien & Nino
Tags: Canon Divergent - Gabriel Agreste & Felix (the episodes), Good Felix, Nonbinary Felix, Aroace Felix, Aroace Alix, Queerplatonic Relationships, Bad Parent Gabriel, Angst, Bad Parent Audrey, Bad Parent Andre, Travelling, Long Distance Friendships, Akuma Attacks, Original Akuma, Good Parent Amelie, Journals, Hurt & Comfort, Original Characters
Fic Warnings: Parental death, themes of loneliness, child abuse, suicidal thoughts, strangling, self hate, non-canon-typical violence
Rating: Teen (T)
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They’d chosen not to embalm the body.
Tiny whispers played like static at the edges of Felix’s ears. It felt wrong to stare at the closed casket, listening to the sounds of people shuffling around the room. The mournful crowd was made mostly of business partners and close friends; of all Colt’s relatives, only his sister had attended.
They could still envision the face they knew to be laying under mahogany wood. Two versions of it floated up through their mind. One was lively and full of laughter; the other was weary and broken down.
That face should still be beaming down at them.
Six months.
Six months was all it had taken for their world to turn upside down. They’d gone from travelling the world side by side to sitting at a bedside table, holding on to a weak hand and waiting for the moment its struggling heartbeat would give out under the skin.
They reached out a hand, letting it fall onto the cold wood of the casket. No one else would dare touch it out of respect for the deceased.
Felix couldn’t respect their father. He’d died.
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Summary: It's been over a year since Felix's life flipped upside down. A year since their father passed away. And a year since the hunt for his missing journal collection began. The search sends Amelie and Felix to Paris, to confront their only suspect: Gabriel Agreste.
On the trip, Felix becomes concerned about Adrien's depression and makes the decision to move to Paris to be with him, leaving their mother and friends behind. This has the added advantage of giving them time to recover what’s rightfully theirs. It's a perfect plan. Expose Gabriel as a liar and a thief, get Adrien away from him, and return home before the school year is out.
…they just forgot to account for the local terrorist, a team of dysfunctional superheroes, their traumatized childhood best friend, and their own fears that they've been running from.
It’s a good thing they’re flexible, right?
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tomwambsmilk · 11 months
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Ppl really start acting entitled as shit once they make an offer to buy the house you live in
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mejomonster · 1 year
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Trying to date makes me so sad...
#rant#is it the advice love comes when ur not looking that makes me sad? hell yeah ToT i havent looked in years#and lo and behold i am still single! love didnt show up when i wasnt looking as they said dudjfjf#is it how a lot of ppl on apps are poly and partnered#and i am not personally. but id like to ask them HOW ON EARTH they found someone they love so i can learn from their advixe#(but rhats a lie. i probably cant learn from their advice ;-; cayse ive been trying to learn from advixe for over a decade now#and well none of it worked did it)#is it perhaps that lots of young 20#year olds like me on dayint apps. and im looking for a serious relationship with someone else whos working and stuff and#generally a 20-22 year old is gonna be more likely foguring out stuff and having fun and not planning long term#is it that im simply demiromantic and demisexual and in a Swipe Right world the months long pace#that takes to develop attraction is just boringly time wastingly slow for pwople who Know immediately if they wanna bang or fall in love#and i get it. if theyre trying to xut their loses and date casually to find a compatible partner. i probably taje too long compared to#other options.#am i gonna just be alone. i wish i wasnt but i really dont know what to do#i havent had a crush in years :c not even a date. . im talking i havent evrn felt simple attraction in many years#:c :c oh im so sad i could cry#i got onto the dating apps today and was recommended 20 21 year olds. 10 poly people. and 10 people who want children#:c then i felt so sad i didnt wanna look at the apps any more
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