#me: -grumbles-

[remyfire]

I hate him.

#me: i will not cap i will breeze through all of these today and be very calm about it and spend the rest of my time writing #bj: -exists- #me: -grumbles- #bj hunnicutt #frank burns #hawkeye pierce #margaret houlihan #m*a*s*h #mashposting #mashblogging #bug out #bug out pt 1 #s5e1

[wtfforged]

doodle from september that i colored, you guessed it, during dnd. my sanji-is-just-a-bit-taller-than-zoro propaganda also. zoro my beautiful prizewinning tomato plucked fresh from garden

non-loser version bc i think he looks cuties on his own.

#“wheres sanjis arm” idk man i just didnt want to draw it. whatever. lets pretend i cut it off because i hate him #someone rbed this and said they thought that noodle freak was grabbing zoros butt and i fell to my knees before the court #HES NOT!! i cried. HES NOT GRABBING HIS BUTT!!! I JUST DIDNT WANT TO DRAW HIS ARM!!! and the judge shakes his head and sentences me to deat #every day i think about zoro getting embarrassed when getting made fun of for his directionlessness in dead end race movie #clutches my head #i hate onepiece yaoi leave me alone. but its the biggest producer of zoro content so alas #grumble grumble. do i tag it. i hate it here. i feel like the fujoker i hate onepiece yaoi #wtf... art #roronoa zoro #zoro one piece #z(gags) #zosan #sanji one piece #blackleg sanji #one piece fanart

[moonpatroclus]

@witch-and-her-witcher and I wanted to commission some lighthearted pre-canon Lucien & Tamlin joking around. I just know that they got up to all sorts of shenanigans together before the books timeline starts.

or

The "your eyes are like stars, and your hair like burnished gold” line, but make it tamcien

Art by b_astora (as always, we love her 🥰🫶🏻)

#everyday I think about how robbed I was of friendly lighthearted tamcien moments #always grumbling always serious… let them be silly and goofy and happy please #tamcien #lucien vanserra #tamlin #acotar #acotar fanart #please direct your attention to tamlins blushing cheeks and ears #it’s very important to me #my commissions

[bjornkram]

You wish you were me

#crochet #handmade #fiber art #queer artist #40+ hours and 9 skeins of yarn but its dooooone #im so fucking cozy you wish you were as cozy as me #my art #grumbles #the sunflower cardigan saga

[canisbeanz]

I'm here to complain and nothing else (edit) Please stop biting yourselves for reference!😭 Use an apple or something!

#canis art #my art #it angers me immensely #art tips #*grumble grumble*

[soup-mother]

"the queer community would be better if it was more like the 70's and 80's" I'm pretty sure you're lying actually. i think you just met a young person who didn't have the same worldview of their identity as you or didn't use the labels you'd use and you feel like "this generation is ruined" or something.

I'm pretty sure it actually would not be better if it was more like the 70's and 80's and there's swathes of queer history that are better left in the past. I don't really want to go back to lesbian seperatism and transmisogyny and racism and some imagined utopian bar scene that never existed and was only in the USA.

but sorry that young person on the internet was "annoying and in your face" about their own identity or whatever

#my post #just grumbling about something don't mind me

[morallyinept]

Love how people think being 48 years-old classifies you as being an "old man."

Like... no, bub.

Being 48 is not "old" by any stretch of the imagination. Jeez Louise.

Sorry, I forgot we all die in our 40's...

#pedro pascal #dude is young af #jett grumbles #grumble grumble #i'm fine #just makes me die when people say he's an old man #and not in the affectionate way either #aaaaanyway #normal programming will resume

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: you two have a son together, mention of being married, old man Bakugou

older retired pro hero Bakugou, who you find hunched over his desk one night. it’s late and the day was long and your son was whinier than he usually is. you’d think the old man would be in bed right now, but alas—he’s not beside you.

instead, as you round the corner to get a full look at him, he’s wearing his reading glasses, adorning an old ratty tank, his arms still big but softer than the years from before. he has a book open in front of him, desk scattered with pictures you can’t see from your angle, scissors, stickers, glue sticks.

“What are you getting up to at this hour, old man?” You ask softly, smiling when Bakugou doesn’t even look up from what he’s doing. his tongue is sticking out in the corner as he cuts a squiggly line on a picture, posing it beside another on a blank piece of paper.

“Therapist said I should get into crafting,” he grunts, finally looking over at you from over his glasses. “Do things with my hands, feel busy, get my mind off’a shit.”

you pad over to where he sits, the overhead lamp on his desk focused on the big baby blue book with white pages. peeking over his shoulder, you rest your head on top of his, chin nestled in the still unruly blond and silver locks, overseeing his work.

and honestly? it almost makes you wanna cry. it’s a scrapbook, the page open to pictures of your wedding day, how pretty you looked, how big he smiled at you. you can see other scattered pictures on his desk—when you got a promotion at work, when he was number one for seven months in a row, a positive pregnancy test, the cutest baby you’ve ever seen, two little teeth coming in, baby being held in dads big ole arms that will always protect him.

“After this page, I gotta do the honeymoon.” Bakugou speaks gruffly, setting down a picture to wipe a hand down his face. “And then life accomplishment shit, the baby, his first steps.” He sounds so tired, and you can’t help but wrap your arms around his shoulders, sliding down to smush your face against his own.

“You always have tomorrow. Come to bed.” You say against his cheek, squeezing him when you feel the rejection start up in his belly. But he deflates, pulling his glasses off, reaching around to pull you in his lap. He looks so grumpy, with his frown lines and crows feet, and yet so handsome with his small smile and soft eyes.

“I’ll print more pictures tomorrow. And maybe go by the store to get some more stickers, too.” He tells you in between kisses, his words soft, his hands rough through your pajamas. You hum against his mouth, holding his nape, afraid to ever let him go.

“You do that. Now let’s go to bed.” You whisper, standing up and pulling him with you. He closes the scrapbook for now, and you glimpse at the cover, heart melting at the picture of you two holding up your son, both kissing his cheeks. The picture is captioned with “Our Life” and you don’t think you’ve ever been more grateful to have met him.

#I feel like you can always tell what I’m doing bc I end up writing about bkg doing it ajsjdkd #I AM SCRAPBOOKING!!!! and it’s more stressful for me than it should be 😔 #it’s fun tho!!! and nice to see it come together!!!! #but I think he’d hate it and be all grumbly about it #until it starts coming together and he’s like ‘🙂 I made this and it’s fuckin awesome’ #loves putting in every single memory and every single picture of you #bc he can’t decide which one looks better bc they all look good to him wksjdk #ends up having to get more pages or a whole other book entirely bc he runs out of pages #all dedicated to you and baby #why am I crying #okay bye I sleeby #also should I write tomorrow or do my makeup 🤔🤔🤔 cause I won’t be able to do either until Monday 🤔🤔 #bakugou treats! 🍬 #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #dad bkg

[2aceofspades]

I'm never making an animatic again

#nope #nuh uh #not me #brain hurty #i need that instant gratification that i am not getting aaugghh #sigh oh well #*grumbles* #anyways how are y'all doing

[hunny-pp]

with all the dog theming, his occupation as a hound, him getting a robot dog in a daily message and even calling himself "penaconian dog" in his contact profile...his dislike of chocolate makes sense but it's also funny

#hsr #honkai stair rail #hsr gallagher #gallagher #'dont come near me w that sht itll kill me' #he's frowning n grumbling n picking off chocolate off his plate :'( #literal dogboy

[twordish-ler]

Get you a ler who mocks you.

“It tickles!” Oh, it tickles? Does it really?

“Not thereee!” Not there? Not that spot? Not that tickle spot of yours?

And when they stutter and you repeat the words they’re barely getting over? That’s the best.

#it’s me #im ler #THE LEE IS MY GF #SHES SO CUTE #AND TICKLISH #SHES SO TICKLISH ITS MY FAVORITE THING EVER #gray grumbles #tickling #ler mood #tkls #actually? gray sobs #I call it bratty ler #BAHAHS #bbg tag?!???!

[perachel-heretic]

Tsats characterization is actually so important to me because it cuts through to the fundamental truth that Nico di Angelo is a silly goofy guy who is always down for a bit and even more importantly Will Solace has a grumpy streak

#he GRUMBLES #this is so right to me #and like Nico isn't grumpy he's just committed to the bit #he's sarcastic but generally not in a bad mood #will on the other hand... #will solace #nico di angelo #solangelo #tsats

[wynandcore]

HE IS THE NIGHTMARE ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON 🗣🗣🔥🔥🎶🎵

#making him an edgy stinker with spiky hair is my goal #this made me realize I haven’t drawn my interpretation of rinzler before #I mean I’ve drawn him before but always with the helmet on #I have such mixed feelings on rinzler #on one hand he’s really interesting and tragic and I love that about him #but his infamous lack of screentime in legacy makes me grumble in displeasure #its the culmination of Tron’s problem with his Lack of Identity: being made into a faceless unknown husk #and it was just. dropped. literally. wha #tron legacy #tron rinzler #rinzler #tronzler #tron uprising #tronblr #tron #scopophobia #scopohobia tw #tw scopophobia #tw eyestrain #eyestrain #eyestrain tw #art tag #tron art

[bunnieswithknives]

There's two of them!

#dhmis #dhmis au #don't hug me i'm scared #roy gribbleston #dhmis lesley #lesley #yellow guy #dhmis david #im still working out the details #Roy is more like Yellow #and Lesley is more like Red #duck is sorta mixed in with both of them #roy doesn't talk for the most part usually just makes grumbling noises #but everyone can understand him anyways #sometimes he'll say like one word #two of us AU

[wickedwaterwyvern]

Obsessed with the idea that Peter likes to pick up his partners. Like this man can lift whole cars and punch a bad guy through solid brick walls. He would totally pick up his partners and just manhandle/carry them around because they weigh literally nothing to him and he likes being close to them.

#wade would giggle every time and fully admit he loves it #Matt would grumble and act tough but if hes sick or drunk he would drop the act and love it #i headcanon he likes when his partners are stronger than him and can prove it #felicia would bite at him and act pissy like a cat but totally goads him into it and likes being tossed around a little #someome who is more into other peter ships give me ur opinions!! ❤️❤️ #id really like a parksborn or spideytorch opinion on this bc im starting to get into those ships more #spideypool #spideydevil #peterfel #peter parker

[thetarttfuldickhead]

The call connects and there’s Roy, seemingly back at his own house, seated on a grey couch and wearing a scowl dark enough to match his t-shirt and jacket.

Trent smiles, though carefully not too wide. “Hello Roy. Thank you for agreeing to this.”

Roy grunts. “Better you than any of the other wankers,” he mutters.

Trent makes an effort to hide his grin. Visibly gloating about having the sort of access to Roy Kent that other journalists – independent or disgraced or otherwise – can only dream of isn’t likely to get him the exclusive comments that he needs from Richmond’s head coach on today’s kerfuffle.

“So,” he offers smoothly, “what do you—“

He’s cut off by the loud bang of a door slamming shut on the other end and a startled fuck from Roy and then there’s Jamie Tartt’s head coming into view as it flops down on Roy’s lap. He must have thrown himself down onto the couch.

“It’s all such fucking bullshit, man,” Jamie pronounces dramatically as he – Trent’s eyebrows rise another inch – grabs Roy’s arm and pulls it over his chest, claiming half a cuddle. “Did you know—“

“I’m in the middle of an interview, you twat,” Roy barks, but he does not, Trent notes with increasing interest and incredulity, remove his arm.

“Since when do— ?” Lifting his head from Roy’s lap, Jamie blinks at the screen. “Oh! Uh. Hi, Trent! How you doin’, you good?” His grin is wide, easy, with no hint of embarrassment, and Trent finds himself smiling back. Jamie has always been charismatic, but the last few years have seen his swagger turn into a good-natured charm that’s surprisingly hard to resist.

“I’m fine, thank you, Jamie. And regarding the news this afternoon, how do you—“

“No,” Roy immediately says, shifting to push Jamie off his lap in spite of the younger man’s indignant protests. “He has no fucking comment. He’s not part of this conversation. He’s not even fucking here.”

“The fuck are you on about, mate, he can see I’m— “

“Go to the kitchen,” Roy interrupts. “Get me a whisky. If I have to listen to you complain about wankers on Twitter or split fingernails or whatever, I need a fucking drink.”

“You’re an arsehole,” Jamie tells him from out of the picture, but he doesn’t sound particularly upset. “I haven’t even got any split fingernails.” And then he must be off because he doesn’t say anything else and Roy turns back to Trent, glaring like he’s daring Trent to say it.

Trent, with equal parts cunning and self-preservation, says nothing at all. Waits.

Eventually, Roy’s shoulders drop a millimeter. He lets out a huff. “Jamie’s fucking needy, all right? He needs fucking hugs and shit and he turns into a moody bitch prima donna if he doesn’t get them, so.” He presses his lips together, having apparently said all he intends to say on the subject.

Trent had noticed Jamie’s fondness for hanging off anyone's and everyone’s shoulder during his season with the team. He hadn’t known and would never have imagined, though, that Roy would ever be willing to indulge the tendency, especially not to this degree. And that rather begs the question...

“Roy,” he says carefully. “You know that, if the two of you are—“

“We’re not.” And Roy closes his eyes, shakes his head. Opens them, looking resigned, but looking a little bit wry too. “Be less fucking weird if we were, wouldn’t it? But we’re not. It’s just… “ He pauses. Shakes his head again. “It’s Jamie. Just… fucking Jamie.”

“Except you are not,” Trent says, just to be clear, just because being a bit of an asshole is a habit, and fun.

“Except I’m not,” Roy growls, and looks like he’s about to add something more – something scatching and imaginatively insulting, Trent assumes – but then he lifts his head, turning towards someone offscreen. “What— ? Yeah, we’re fucking done. Bye, Crimm,” he adds, and then the screen goes dark as Roy abruptly ends the call.

“Bye, Roy,” Trent tells the silence. “I’ll just text you the questions, shall I? You can get back to me when you’re done giving Jamie Tartt a cuddle.”

#roy and jamie fucking are fun i guess #but them cuddling and being super intimate and deeply weird about each other while NOT fucking is also very very fun #as of 3x11 jamie has decided that roy is indeed his for the cuddling whenever jamie needs him to be #roy is resigned to this #he took one look at jamie and georgie and knew it was his destiny #and it’s not exactly hardship #and it’s quite nice to be needed #which still doesn’t stop him from calling jamie a bitch bc roy is still very much a work in progress #he'll get there #probably #also roy and trent's relationship is so special to me #if trent somehow started doing regular journalism again he would TOTALLY use the fact #that he's the one journo roy doesn't hate #roy would fucking mutter and grumble and complain about it #but would ultimately indulge him #just as he does for jamie #and phoebe and anyone that he cares about #trent crimm #roy kent #jamie tartt #ted lasso #roy & jamie #ficlet #my stuff