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ishimaru-suprimacy · 1 month
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Mcr johnshi no wayy :0
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imnotrealdeadass · 4 months
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Class of 09 actually has a secret ending where Nicole, Jecka, Emily, and Ari end up in a friend group that's basically just the toxic lesbians club and they all make out, it happened, don't fact check this at all, trust me bro it literally happened
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hearts4robs · 5 months
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how about some tim drake fluff! reader and tim are absolute bffs. at first glance, people wouldn’t think they were super close cuz they seem indifferent towards each other. they both present themselves as serious but chill to other people, but then goof off when they don’t have to talk to anyone else. like they do/say high key embarrassing and cringe stuff but couldn’t care less cuz their serious and chill personas are “off duty”. basically very smart bffs who also happen to be very dumb. i hope that was ok, thank u!!!
𝐈𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭🫂
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Fandom. DC
Pairing. Timothy (Tim) Drake x platonic!reader (fem reader)
Genre. fluff/soft/sfw🍊(comedy?)
Word count. 1038
Warnings. Cursing, (friendly)belittling
Req. this was requested by this lovely anon <3 thank you sm, sugar
Summary. I don't know how to make summaries for this kind of thing :)
Notes. Thank you sm for the request, sugarcube, I appreciate it sm <3 I hope you don't mind the way I kind of made it a few different stories and situations! I somehow found this very hard to write, but it's probably just the writers block speaking! <3 I hope it's alright <33
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No one ever suspected you and Tim to be friends. Colleagues? Sure. Room-mates? Sure, why not, the dynamic was there.
But then again. If anyone squinted at the two of you at the desks of the batcave, they'd recognize the friendly glimmer in your and Tim's eyes. The scoffs, shared looks and suppressed smiles.
The two of you were actually close. Not "we-don't-have-TMI" kind of close, but close enough to know each other in and out.
Nobody knew this though. It would happen often, you two strutting off to goof around (yes, Tim struts, I know I'm right about this one.).
And it would more than often happen in Tim's room.
Tim would be seated at his desk, multiple note books scattered over the surface of the desk. It would be late, about 11 PM, but both of you would be awake (mostly). Tims eyes were droopy as he stared at the screen in front of him, well aware of your presence behind him.
"And what about this.. celebrity is so attractive to your?" He questions quietly, eyes zoning out as the video in front of him plays. A frown tugs at your brows, arms crossing over your chest. "Excuse me?" You ask, your voiced laced with sight annoyance.
"You're excused." Tim sighs, his finger tapping the space bar before leaning back in his office chair, spinning around to face you. You roll your eyes at him before raising a brow at him. "So?" You push, tilting your head slightly to the side.
"Sooo?..." Tim drags it out slightly, trying to get you to elaborate your poorly explained question. A heavy sigh leaves your lips, your hand grabbing the back of Tim's chair, spinning him back around. You hit the space bar, watching the video over again. And again. And again.
Tim sighs, rubbing his hands over his eyes. You groan at his silent disagreement. "What now?!" You exclaim, taking a few steps back.
"They're really not that hot-" Tim starts, his nose scrunched up slightly in disgust as he tilts his head back, his eyes following you as you start pacing back and forth in the room. You gasp before he even gets to finish his sentence, cutting him off.
"What do you mean 'not that hot', open your eyes, dude!" You whine, pointing towards the screen again. Tim looks upon the screen again and shutters. "They're really not-" You cut him off again. "Yes, they are!" Tim simply scoffs out a chuckle of defeat as he clicks out of the video. "They're like, older than father-" Tim starts again, you cutting him off, once again. "Age is just a number!" Now it's Tim's turn to protest. "IT IS NOT."
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"[your name], pass me the salt, will you?" Tim asks, not even turning his head as he mixes the sauce. "Say the magic word." You spit out, your own eyes concentrates on cutting up some vegetables for the salad.
Dick raises his head slightly, his eyes flickering between the two of you as he watches you work from the kitchen island. He looks back down at the magazine, his smirk resurfacing as he studies himself (Nightwing) on the front cover.
Tim sighs, rolling his eyes before reach towards you.
"Poppycock." Tim says, a satisfied grin on your lips as you hand him the salt. Dick shoots his head up, frowning in confusion and amusement as he watches the scene unfold in front of him.
"A what now?"
All three of you turn your heads to the doorway of the kitchen, now facing a very confused (but intrigued) Jason.
"What the fuck is a 'poppycock'?"
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"Those two don't really seem like the types to do that though, do they?" Jason says, leaning back in his chair as he sips his coffee.
"I don't know, I mean, they're the best guess we have, aren't they?" Dick continues, leaning to his side to look at Jason from his desk. "I mean, who else would do a prank complicated enough to win a science fair?" Dick asks, arching his eyebrow as Jason glances at him sideways.
"I suppose you have a point." Jason mutters, sipping his coffee as he looks back at the computer screen in front of him. "If you actually listened to me, you'd realize that I very often do." Dick grins as Jason snorts from his seat.
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"Tim, give me your jacket." You mutter, hugging yourself tighter as you, Tim, Jason, Dick and Damian walks down the snow covered street. "What? No, you should've brought your own-"
"No! None of my jackets went with my outfit-" You protest, frowning as you look at Tim. Jason and Dick shares a slightly confused frown, Damian pulling a confused yet somewhat disgusted grimace.
"What the fuck do you mean 'didn't go with your outfit', it's a black leather jacket!" Tim exclaims, rummaging his hands further into the warm pockets of his jacket. "It wasn't the same black!" You try to defend yourself, frowning up at Tim as you reach for his jacket sleeve.
"Let me wear it! My nipples are actually gonna fall the fuck off, give me it!" You raise your voice slightly, Tim groaning in annoyance at you. Dick chokes out a mouthful of hot chocolate, Jason flat-out laughing as Damian groans in disgust.
"You should've brought your own! Nobody cares about your different blacks!" Tim defends, yanking his arm away from you. "I do!" You grunt, shoving at him slightly. "Well I don't!"
☆ 30 minutes later ☆
"You owe me." Tim says, his voice quivering and teeth clattering as he hugs himself, arms tightly wrapped around his own body as he shivers.
"Your Christmas present will make up for it, don't worry." You say, happily snuggled up in Tim's thick winter jacket, browsing through the different variants of some crochet hooks.
"I don't get it." Dick murmurs, holding Damian by his collar as he glares towards some boy around his age.
"Can't tell if they're actually friends or not." Jason mutters, bringing his mug of hot chocolate to his lips. "Well they don't seem to hate each other."
"I don't seem to hate you either, but here we are, aren't we." Jason quickly grumbles, shooting Dick a sideways glare.
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shoezillaunderscore · 5 months
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Fearne and Morrie! Ya'll Please tell me what to build next I'm back in the building vibe (don't gotta be CR <3) IK the blendings a bit shit but gal had to finish this build xD much love to yall
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racyne · 3 months
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Little Conan doodle when he turned smol. Hope you like it!
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vamps-hmu · 10 months
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two idiots
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textless version cuz they're cute <3
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opals4hearts · 3 months
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Little DSaF doodle dump (dont mind the fact i cant draw Dee btw)
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xllesis · 6 months
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Зима headcanons!!!
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Some of these might be inaccurate/ooc! I gathered these after I pulled him, and I'm basing the hcs on his appearance/voicelines, though some of them might just be what I think :3
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He has really long lashes, and he sometimes very slightly plays with them using his fingers while he's writing. That results in a very few of them falling off, so he often finds an eyelash on his cheek when he looks into a mirror.
He can't really draw. His art skills are decent enough to doodle a nice looking flower to compliment his poems, or a face with very simple features, but even so, he doesn't find himself as occupied with doodling as he is with writing.
His fingers are ink stained. Yes, he usually wears dark gloves, but it's more comfortable for him to write without them if it isn't necessary. When he take off his gloves you'd be surprised to see that the tips, and sides of his fingers are stained with dry splotches of ink he hasn't bothered to wash off yet. And when does write with his gloves on, he can only be thankful that they're a dark colour. Because even if he wears gloves the ink still stains his hand as always, and thanks to the dark colour the splotches aren't nearly as visible as they are on his skin.
He writes poems about literally everything. You wouldn't believe the amount of stacked up papers in his own cramped space, and while mostly you'd expect them to be centered around emotions, or anything else that people would usually write poems about, surprisingly, at least five of them would have the topic of grooming his hair. Perhaps it's a way for him to actually function normally, because usually he would go hours without eating, or drinking (not to mention his personal hygiene in some cases), and surprisingly once again, there were even more poems to be found about consuming meals, and savoury drinks. It's almost as if he survives by writing, though it might start to be a bit concerning. It's really a wonder how he hadn't ran out of ideas yet.
♡ I'm sorry if they're inaccurate, and I apologize for any mistakes in my spelling/grammar or punctuation ☹️💘
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nyxrryl · 1 year
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Baji Keisuke x Draken's younger brother reader
- in which the reader braids Baji's hair -
Male Reader, so fems and fujuioshis DNI
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This is gonna be my first fic on Tumblr, so please tell me if I need any improvements tq !!
(name) sighed as he waited for the rest of Toman, having left the brothel earlier than his brother, the tall blond having prior engagements that (name) now wished he was a part of, bored and unsure if he was early or late as his phone died.
"(Name)?" A voice called out and (name) looked up to see Baji in Toman uniform, the evening sun shining against him. "oh, Baji! you're early." the younger smiled, greeting the ravenette "so are you." "yeah, i left before Ken. kinda wished i didnt though" he sighed, looking at the shrine that was still mostly vacant, save for a few members that also decided to come early- none of which he was close to.
He didnt know what to do whilst waiting, the only person he could talk to was Baji- well, maybe he did know something to do while waiting, "hey, Baji?" he said, getting the attention of the wolfish teen "hm?" "can i braid your hair?" "i don’t see why not, why though" "I'm bored, now bend down you're too tall." he ushered him to bend his knees, ending up behind Baji who sat on his knees patiently as the younger took his hair and braided it in a similar fashion to Draken, all the while complimenting his soft hair(which most likely is the result of using 3 in one shampoo, conditioner and body wash cause Baji is that kinda bitch). Baji stayed completely quiet apart from scolding the younger for tugging too hard or harshly.
by the time Draken arrived and the meeting started, Baji was already standing straight with braided hair, and a random leaf tucked into his hair around the place of Draken's tattoo- a detail (name) added when Baji joked claiming now he's like the other's older brother- whom continued the meeting whilst his focus occasionally drifted to the first division captain with braided hair standing next to (name), who was awfully cheery, even toying with the taller's hair. After the meeting ended, Baji went over to Draken and joked with the blonde, claiming he was Draken 2.0 as (name) laughed next to his brother, admitting to be the one who braided his hair.
Draken did not get a break from the joke for the rest of the day as the Ravenette kept copying his movements and repeated what he said- (name) enjoying it the entire time, even considering braiding the other long haired Toman members to resemble his older brother just for the sake of it
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Thank you to my good friend @reallyromealone for providing the beginning cause I am a helpless, helpless man.
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ihateyou2500 · 8 months
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I NEVER POST HERE ANYMORE WHATT anyways i drew
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ishimaru-suprimacy · 1 month
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Guys should i make a little comic about them🤨
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You watch one grian video(double life ep 1,found it randomly lol) and now your obsessed with a gay Scottish man and his many different husbands
It's only been a month.
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boobycel · 3 months
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SHE LOOKS LIKE A CHEEZE😥😥 not her fault okay.,,
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syncr3tical · 23 days
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I'm extremely late to the trend but that's okay!!! Also the crossover ever
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sansunnyd · 4 months
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Jellyfish I made while listening to the Welcome to Nightvale podcast!
I’ve workedn this on and off since june, its just a little doodle ive added more and more to.
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shoezillaunderscore · 3 months
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Big Moon is always with you Little Moon 🌙
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I'm still new to this Tumblr thing but here's my Orym build, I hope yall like it <3
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