all thoughts, head full

(psst you should check out this de!aged Donnie au by @snailsnaps 👉👈)

GIRL DINNER 🔥🔥🔥

Okay but like, what if the shadows were complimentary colours??

What then huh??

meming with the dnd boys

[1965]

“More snow is expected, so Sir Topham Hatt’s setting a speed restriction should the weather turn. Nothing more than 60 miles an hour. Your passengers have been made aware of the changes.”

As soon as the stationmaster was out of sight, Gordon rolled his eyes.

“Hmph.” He huffed. “Need I remind him this is an express?”

“I’d say it’s better you deliver your passengers safely.” BoCo countered, sharply.

“I appreciate you looking out for me, really I do, but I can deliver my passengers with perfect safety, thank you.” The big blue engine retorted, in a tone that suggested he was merely attempting to appease the Metrovick, as opposed to showing actual gratitude.

BoCo sighed. “I don’t think Sir Topham Hatt would set that restriction without good reason.”

“I’ll be more than fine. I’m not some paperweight of an engine - I can look after myself in the snow.”

The Metrovick grimaced at the likely intentional insult thrown at diesel engines, but decided not to comment on it. He couldn’t have, anyway, as Gordon strode out of the station, blowing steam and making quite a show as he went.

im adding rose hips, black cumin, and a tandoori mix in a pot to my cooking rice and seeing what happens

i am back at it again with some catlad/stray tim and tim in a straight jacket (its backwards) making sweater paws

i kid you not, 60% of the reason i’m graduating nursing school next winter is because i wanted to have more accurate medical information for writing my fics 

another for the space headworld, here’s Tiercel! She’s a big name in the illegal street racing scene within a city sized colony ship. She’s known for the risky breakneck speeds she keeps up in races, and for the fervent rivalry she shares with fellow racer Sxyn (they’re best friends :]).

She’s smart and perceptive but also very independent, confident, and reckless, and that combination has not particularly endeared her to any of the factions that run the city. Tiercel chooses not to be subtle. She has an especially poor reputation with the local law enforcement, because she doesn’t super vibe being told what she can and can’t do, and it’s not a particularly guarded secret that she participates in illicit activities. She’s very recognizable and loves having an audience, but she can make herself scarce real quick when someone shows up to bust the party, and finds crafty ways to avoid culpability.

She gets most of her income from grifts, heists, and subversive activities. She calls herself an independent contractor; Tiercel’s not interested in pledging allegiance to one employer. She’s known to play all sides in the factional divide, but she can still find work because she’s genuinely good at what she does. With her charisma and her guile, she’s skilled at making her actions hard to trace and successfully carrying out a plan, if she decides to do so. She’s an asset to any team who can get her collaboration, though her inconstancy has built more enmity against her than favour. Tiercel’s found it prudent to hire herself a bodyguard.

called daddy an old man twice today and i don’t know how i’m still standing honestly 😮‍💨

one day I won't start studying for a whole year's worth of content of lectures I skipped the evening before the exam

so lineart thickness huh

First round, thirty seventh fight

Quote number 77 :

Let's fucking shimmy-whimmy!

-Someone fucking around and finding out

VS

Quote number 78 :

"It's not your fault things are the way they are." "People always tell themselves that, and nothing ever changes."

-Star Trek: Deep Space 9

Sorry re followers.. I will always return to my comfort character who has NOT had a day of comfort, ever...

It's probably just the sleep depravation talking, but it's still hella wild to me that Knives handed a gun to Vash multiple times and was still all Surprised Pikachu Face when Vash then proceeded to shoot him multiple times with said gun.

The sheer level of actual offense in his voice when Vash pulls the trigger is so fucking hilarious. Like, my guy, you're the one that loaded the thing and then proceeded to taunt your little brother into aiming it right at you. What did you fucking expect to happen????

Video evidence underneath the cut (just 'cause I need more people to see what a fucking clown Knives actually is).

I haven't slept in two days and I'm fucking wheezing.

hi we did a thing made block boy a full arm sleeve

also help what the fuck do i tag wait *looks shit up*