petition for chris to bring back long haired bf 💔💔

"Quiet...... peace, and quiet."

Even Futo can enjoy a silent spring evening from time to time.

Silven, the frost giant. All geared up with fluffies and a huge pickaxe.

They made Peter’s clone Ben Reilly into a villain called Chasm and he honestly looks like he was designed by an edgy 11yo circa 2007

wish the exorcist was big so people would discourse on here whether damien karras is a virgin or not like their lives depended on it. fic accuracy and such

The World Ender

i have a pinterest board called 'stan list' and it's literally jUST gunwook and yongha... so do i like 'em broad but adorable or gorgeous in a sickly kind of way??

me: *has a wilt pfp, a wilt banner, a folder with exclusively wilt pictures, at least fifty posts about how much i want to kiss wilt, and even a goddamn clay figurine i made of him*

also me: uhhhmmm hey guys what blorbo do i remind you guys of???

fighting for my life trying to sew this iron on patch onto my battle jacket

The fact that that one chapter is by far the most posted Izumi content is definitely going to result in some people starting dungeon meshi with a very skewed idea of her personality

I don’t even be doing shit to my island and yet here come the Lily of the Valley flowers, again.

Okay, so having read the most latest post from @kalorphic I got to thinking about a specific old chara of mine and wanted to share so here’s another info dump lol

Nathanael Schaffer

So Nathanael is a spy/assassin who is just....he’s a bit of a mess. He’s great at projecting this complete and utter doofus that no one would expect to be good at his job but give him any sort of projectile, especially a bow and arrow, and you have one of the most dangerous people you will ever find. He’s highly intelligent, at least when it comes to people and survival, can calculate trajectory and angles on the fly without having to really think about it, and is fluent in seven languages, proficient in two others, and knows a variety of curses and insults in eight more. But his self-esteem is shit and he prefers being underestimated so he’ll always tell people he’s not smart or deflect praise towards others. He’s got a big heart and will point out people’s best aspects like it’s the only job he could ever have but when it comes to himself, you’ll never really hear him giving himself any sort of praise. He’s tough as hell on himself, though he doesn’t see it that way. Nathanael adores dogs and Disney and has been known to detour on the job just to pet a dog because hello, dog. His best friend is a tough as nails assassin/spy who doesn’t really tend to lighten up unless he’s around, often intimidating the hell out of any who cross her path, but he maintains that she’s a total sweetheart if you get to know her. A sweetheart who can kill you with her pinky if she wants, but a sweetheart. Nathanael brings out her goofy side and there’s even been instances of the two belting out Disney songs while on the job, particularly the ‘Do you wanna build a snowman’ and ‘love is an open door’ songs from Frozen while in the middle of gunfights. Their opponents were both confused as hell and very amused.

Nathanael’s got hearing issues and has to have hearing aids at all times. It’s not something he likes sharing, in fact it’s one of his greatest insecurities. He came from a very rough childhood and though he adores physical contact, he still tends to shy away from it though he hides it the best he can. His usual approach to things is ‘get it done’ even and especially if it’s a risk to his own safety, not that he tends to realize it. Despite his apparent openness and friendliness to others, he’s truthfully more of the quiet observer and does not trust easy. His self preservation instincts are absolutely shit, he takes risks like it’s going out of style, and is extremely well acquainted with many of the dumpsters around his neck of the woods. He’s got a talent for stumbling into the weirdest situations and trouble but he’s also very lucky and usually manages to get out of those situations with only a few broken bones. Hence how he wound up with his doggo, who totally has him wrapped around their paw. 

When it comes to his dog, Nathanael’s a total pushover. One look from that one eyed, three legged doggo and Nathanael will drop everything, sometimes even literally. He’s apparently quite the fantastic pillow if the sheer amount of times his dog’s sprawled across him means anything. Nathanael’s got a bit of a thing about ‘accidental’ adoption of strays, which his friends often tease him about. Met a doggo in trouble? Adopted the doggo. Met a baby assassin with trust issues and a penchant for violence? Adopted the assassin. Met twins on the run? Adopted the twins. None of that officially of course but nevertheless. He still hasn’t caught on that they’ve all adopted him in return. 

Nathanael doesn’t understand that people actually like him and care about his general well being. When confronted with that, he often opts for denial and complete ignorance. He’s constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop, to be left behind in the dust. There’s only one who’s gotten it into his thick head that they do care and that’s his bestie. He’s long learned that doubting she cares about him will end with one of two results: her kicking his ass or the silent, disappointed mom look. Nathanael does not do well with disappointing people he cares about. It makes him feel all squirmy and antsy and when not properly used, tends to result in him going way too far trying to turn it around and getting himself hurt. 

some random little fact-os about Nathanael include: -ADORES purple -whenever he can, he’ll be where the dogs are. that means volunteering at shelters, frequenting dog parks, spending hours in pet stores. He’s a total sucker for dogs and makes literally zero secrets of that -has an older brother but the two of them aren’t in touch. if they need to get ahold of each other, they have one of the, to quote his best friend, ‘most convoluted, inane method of communication to be found on this planet’. Meaning they literally will take out random ads in newspapers and hope the other one ends up seeing it -if it weren’t for his best friend, would have died years ago. the reasons for which include: she makes sure he eats more than just pizza and doesn’t drink coffee at all hours of the day, she drags him to medical when needed and literally sits on him to avoid him making any daring escapes, she’s death glared/threatened pretty much everyone who’s dared try to harm him, and she’s mastered guilt tripping him into employing many of the less dangerous methods of survival he’s considered when on the job -the higher up he is, the calmer he is -a shifter! his shifted form is the most obnoxiously purple Puple Martin you’ll ever see. it’s absolutely tiny as well and he’s literally managed to make a mini crossbow for this form. He spent four hours cracking up the first time he used it because his best friend recorded it and they both maintain it’s one of the funniest things they’ve ever seen: a 6′4″, 212 lb man running screaming from a miniscule armed bird -whenever he’s not being monitored at all times, he’s a freaking unrivalled escape artist when put into medical. not even being cuffed to the bed can stop him. -big fan of vents -extremely good at fitting in places he shouldn’t be able to. he’s very good at contorting himself -nestssssssssssssssssssssssss. He’s got them all over, hidden away, and doesn’t talk about them. Ever. He tends to steal clothes and blankets from the people he cares about to put in his nests but will return them once they stop smelling of whoever he took them from. He’s completely mortified at the idea of anyone finding out about them. Of course, his best friend knows about them but they’ve got an unspoken agreement that she NEVER says a word about them. Still, every so often he’ll find a new blanket or pillow or leather jacket that smells of his bestie that he never put in there. 

my partner doesn’t use pet names nearly as much as i do, which is very funny because i will crack my gay little knuckles and say some shit like “good morning my sun and moon, my loveliest boy, my baby my sweetheart my darling dearest” and he will reply “hello adrian”

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

"life doesnt get better, you just get stronger" does NOT include ages 11-17. life does in fact just get better from there. those years are dogshit. like, you do get stronger but its mostly just a factor of not being 11-17 anymore. positive thinking helps but it doesnt fix whatevers going on at 15, you have to brute force through that one raw