Playing keep away with master Leonardo, CJ always won.

oopsie poopsies u forgetful lil caterpillar u

lil doodle for ya

*disappears*

KIT???!!!?!??! THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL HELLO????? THE COLOR IS SO DELICIOUS HI????? HE LOOKS SO SCRUNKLY IN YOUR STYLE

when eric is round and silly and big bouncy ball lookin scraggamuffin mcnugget boy but then u remember the horrors.... ough...

MY CLERVAL DESIGN RAAAAAH!!! IM NORMAL ABOUT HIM!!!!

Spider m //

I’ve been watching some tarantula feeding videos on youtube and like honestly, i don’t know what it is but even being quite intensely arachnophobic, pet tarantulas are just such little babies to me. Like I am the type of person who will literally have an anxiety attack if I see a spider irl, but seeing people loving and appreciating their own pets always brings out this warm wholesome feeling…

fave bevin headcanons ??? ik u probably have answered this and dgaf but I love them and love hearing ur ideas and opinions they're always so great ☹️❤️‍🔥( im a lurker so I apologize for the lack of interaction !!!!! )

hiii taking a break in my no tumblr run to prosteleytize abt bevin, here are some loose headcannons

-kevin had a running joke going for a bit where he would not let ben out of the car until he gave him a kiss on the cheek aka Kiss Tax especially when people who weren't ben gwen and kevin were also in the car. he thinks the way ben gets mad about it is very funny, but it kind of backfires on him because ben stops getting mad and just does it and now every time he drives ben somewhere he gets a kiss. hes considering making the ride tax something more embarassing, like kissing with tongue.

-kevin sleeps with such a wide berth that he will somehow be on top of someone during any nap, even if the person is sitting feet away. the only one who's ok with being snored and drooled on is ben, because he is constantly cold and appreciates a bro snuggle

-ben and kevin do that scoobly do shit when theyre scared (a la jumping into each others arms n high pitched screaming)

-u may at this point be like 'hey these aren't bevin headcannons this is just them doing mildly gay best friend stuff' and to this i raise u this: i feel like, if ben and kevin were to ever aknowlege their feelings for each other, they wouldn't be the type of ppl to 'date'. theyre kind of beyond dating at this point, arent they? their relationship isnt really defined by human terms, as theyre both distanced from a lot of human social norms (kind of teetering on the brink of human and alien) and also theyve been through so much shit it would be weird to suddenly go through the human rituals of 'hold hands and go to resturants and introduce him to the parents blah blah blah'. they're more than that, and the way they go about being in love is kind of the same way they're friends, still joined at the hip and ragging on each other, still getting into fights and willing to kill and die for each other. its like being best friends and being 30 year married people at once. theyre sure theres some alien word for it, but they dont really care. ben is kevins and kevin is bens, and thats how they roll. and they make out with tongue. duh.

(clarifying for ppl w no reading comprehension: they are in gay homo love but they dont put labels like 'boyfriend' or 'dating' on it bc once youve held another boys hand and made the choice to destroy your body to save him twice + your lover learned what it meant to be a hero from u and you are a symbol of hope for him and he is for u you cant really just be like 'heres my bae' now can you. relationship anarchy win.)

scoobly doobly

a reprise for an altruistic bandit

“oh, sweet love, sitting quietly in front of a softly lit candle...”

bradley x reader

gender neutral reader

synopsis: what could a joyous occasion to celebrate a dear bandit entail?

a/n: happy (belated) birthday bradley! good luck to anyone rolling for him!

To someone like Bradley, the thing he values most is community. As much as he chases after piles of gold and notoriety as any bandit leader should, deep down, all he wants to see is his bandit gang smiling and drinking and sharing stories. He knows that riches can’t buy the warm feeling that tickles his heart whenever someone passes him a drink and nudges at his sides, and for a long time, he’s gone without that sense of belonging.

He supposes that the manor is filling the void in his heart. Sure, having a meteor fly into his room and nearly break his bed (his birthday gift, Mithra claims) isn’t the most ideal way to celebrate his birthday, but Bradley doesn’t even have the heart to stay mad for that long. It’s hard to: the younger wizards all gather around him to sing him a song, the older wizards grumble their blessings under their breaths, and the rest of the wizards are showing him with happy spells and presents.

Even Nero, with all of his complaints and curt sayings, goes out of his way to dish him up his favorite fried chicken. Bradley devours everything he makes without another thought, and he feels like he’s on top of the world when he leans back in his seat to see everyone laughing and enjoying themselves at his birthday feast. Not once in his life would he think that he could share the same roof and meals with someone like Oz and Mitile and everyone in between, but when he catches you grinning and cracking jokes with everyone else, he gets it. 

You share that same dream of community as he does, and the Northern wizard’s heart swells with pure affection for the Sage that’s brought everyone together. 

Happy Birthday, Bradley!

the way i started with c!sam being my scrunkly scribbly scooble or whatever the hell but now i’m more c!sam critical. we can’t let them get away with this 

im so awkward with pet names ill call you made up words instead of pet names. ill be like hello my little scrumple <3 my scoobly

2 chainz got me fuck on the beat

got a xxx store all in heat

tied to the shield

oh baby i cant yield

with an axe to my chest fuck all the rest

scabby sock group call

make you scoobly saul

Kind of like a Scoobly snack.

Epsilon! My demon child!! Started out as a doodly so the proportions are a bit scoobly.