Tumgik
#my scrunkly little guy
tea-cat-arts · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
I’ve seen people on this site talking about Su again, so I’m just gonna drop these and then head back into University 3rd year homework hell
406 notes · View notes
not-yet-asleep · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
It's that time again! :D
✨John Doodles✨
67 notes · View notes
Note
I'd love to see your thoughts on Mercutio for the Unhinged Character Bingo :)
Tumblr media
THE ORIGINAL BLORBO. I got to play him in high school but I NEED to do it again, I was born for it
2 notes · View notes
dumbf1sketches · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media
My face when I opened my DMs from @pitmewithyourbeststop today (putting Lando in Situations™) 😳
Drew this super fast last night because I couldn't stop looking at these gifs 😩
Tumblr media
These two pictures are next to each other in my phone, and I was a little bit too entertained by how it looked like Lando was scandalised by Oscar making lewd hand gestures at him from across the media pen
482 notes · View notes
dieantik · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
“gotham’s light is its truth. and truth makes any foundation stronger”
> here’s my signal & we are robin piece for @gothamcityunmasked !! ☀️
the leftover sale (INCLUDING! the duke thomas bookmark!! featuring this piece!!!) is available now while supplies last :0 🦇💫
3K notes · View notes
abbey-abdominal · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
day three: date night
The Digital Lake freezes over in a special winter episode and it’s not romantic at all 😏😏😏 pomni does not bust her ass multiple times 😏😏😏😏 and ragatha does not find it endearing 😏😏😏😏😏 they don’t get hot cocoa after this 😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏 they’re just really good friends 😏😏😏😏😏😏🤔😏😏😏😏😏
165 notes · View notes
cloudcountry · 1 year
Text
sit on my lap & do my eyeliner
Genre/Tropes: SIT ON MY LAP AND DO MY EYELINER!!!!!!!!!!!! That's it.
Summary: Ruggie Bucchi sits on your lap and fixes your eyeliner before your second year orientation ceremony.
Author's Comments: Based on home screen dialogue because uhhhh I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately!!! (It's his ceremonial robes, he mentions doing makeup as a side job and I was like oh?) Also Leona finally graduated!!! Everyone say yaaay!!
~~~~~
You never thought you’d find yourself wearing the ceremonial robes that you’d met everyone else in. You never thought you would have ended up staying another year at Night Raven College, but Crowley had yet to find a way to send you home so you were stuck. In these robes.
You’d always thought they were pretty. Wearing them now, however, you finally felt the weight that Ace often complained about. Deuce had helped you with the belt as Ace whined in the background, his hands working quickly so as not to lose time. At least you three had wrestled Grim into his first, since he was definitely the more problematic of you two when it came to wearing required garments. If they hadn’t come early to help you, you two would have ended up late, and Riddle would have had your heads.
You thanked the two profusely for their help, though Ace did nothing. He stuck his tongue out when you tacked that onto the end of his thank you, whining about how that was unnecessary. (He was cute, but it was very necessary.)
You knew Ace and Deuce were feeling the loss of their upperclassmen, Trey and Cater. Ace kept grumbling something about Riddle being even more insufferable now that he was a Junior, but you disagreed. Riddle had shown immense amounts of growth (not the height kind, you thought to yourself, but that would probably never change) during your stay here, and you couldn’t have been prouder of him for it. They’d all come so far from last year, and they’d all done more than enough to make you feel welcomed at NRC, maybe even enough for you to consider it your second home. In a moment of emotion, you felt a tear well up in your eye. Clenching your eyes shut so as to not worry your three companions, you started your walk to the ceremony hall. It seemed like only yesterday you were in the library, being lectured by Crowley about the rules of this school and the conditions under which you’d stay here. 
Hopefully there wouldn’t be any overblots this year.
“Perfect, look! It’s the Savanaclaw guys.” Ace hissed, mouth twisted up in a frown. He must have still been bitter about the loss in the Spelldrive Tournament.
“Hello, Prefect.” Jack greeted, nodding his head.
Ruggie chuckled beside him, his eyes shining with mischief. “Now now, Prefect. Your eyeliner is messed up! Were you crying?”
“Hey, don’t start. The Perfect has been away from their family for an entire school year. You don’t need to mock them.” Deuce said, crossing his arms.
“Yeah! What Juice said.” Ace huffed, Grim nodding adamantly beside him.
“Don’t call me that! You still can’t get my name right?! It’s been a year!” Deuce yelled.
“Oh relax, I’m only teasing.” Ruggie ignored them and addressed you, “I can fix that for you. I used to do it as a part time job. You guys can go on ahead. Jack, take the froshes to the ceremonial hall.”
“Got it.” Jack nodded, ushering the freshmen down the hall.
“We’re staying with the Prefect!” Ace insisted.
“Yeah! You’re not pulling a fast one on me, weirdo!” Grim yelled, pushing himself up against your leg.
“Guys, it’s okay. You wouldn’t want to make Riddle mad.” you smiled at your friends, patting Grim on the head., “I wouldn’t want you to miss anything.”
“Prefect…” Deuce sighed but nodded, lifting Grim into his arms, “Hurry, okay?”
“He’ll be quick.” you assured them, trying to ignore the snort that escaped Ruggie at that.
“Last one there’s a rotten egg!” Ace cackled, sticking his tongue out at you.
“Go before Riddle collars you!” you yelled back as he laughed.
With your three friends following behind Savanaclaw, you turned back to Savanaclaw’s new Housewarden. He dug through his robes and produced eyeliner from somewhere in the folds, waving it in front of your face.
“Thank you for offering to fix my makeup. I didn’t trust Ace and Deuce with it and they certainly didn’t want to put their fingers near my eye. Said it was scary.” you shook your head.
“It’s a pleasure. You owe me a grilled cheese after this.” Ruggie laughed, “Come here, sit down on that bench over there.”
You followed his directions and sat down, placing your hands in your lap as you looked up at him.
“Now now…” he clicked his tongue, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, “Make some room for me, Prefect! Put your hands on the bench.”
“What do you mean?” you blinked, pulling your hands on the cold bench seat.
“Better.” Ruggie mused, sitting onto your thighs and opening the eyeliner in one fluid motion.
You yelped, eyes wide. Ruggie laughed as he cupped your face gently, tilting your head to get a better angle.
“What? Cat got your tongue?” his eyes were gleaming again, the mischievous smirk from before returning, “I can do your eyeliner better like this.”
You placed your hands on his hips, trying not to flinch as he brought the eyeliner to your eyelid. Ruggie faltered at the sudden contract, but quickly got over it and made himself comfortable.
“Of course. I’ll try to be still.” you hummed, letting him get to work on your face.
Ruggie was only doing some quick touch ups, styling your eyeliner with expert precision. You could tell he wasn’t lying when he said he knew how to do this- you’d have to ask him to do your makeup again sometime.
“There.” Ruggie pulled away, still cupping your face gently, “That’s good.”
He dug through the folds of his robes again and pulled out a compact mirror, flicking it open and turning it to face you. You marveled at his work, tilting your head this way and that.
“You did so well, Ruggie! Thank you so much.” you beamed.
“Of course, of course. Now you owe me a grilled cheese! Don’t forget about that!” he hopped off your lap, the comforting weight of him vanishing as the space filled with cold air.
You furrowed your brow at the loss, embarrassed that you’d wanted him to stay like that. To make up for it, you offered him your hand. His ears twitched as he glanced from your hand to your face, another smirk spreading across his lips.
“Don’t worry, I’ve never cheated you out of a deal before.” you said.
“Now you want to hold my hand, too? That’ll cost you double.” he teased, taking your hand immediately.
“Hey, you got to sit in my lap. It’s only fair.” you shot back, squeezing his hand as you tugged him along.
“Hmm…I guess you’re right.” he snickered, suddenly pulling ahead of you and taking off down the hallway.
“Ruggie!” you shrieked, rushing to catch up to his speed, “You’re going to mess up our robes!”
“Then I’ll just fix those for you too!” he looked back at you and winked.
509 notes · View notes
theghostinyourwalls · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
Guys you already know how I feel about pretty bloody psychopaths
65 notes · View notes
ec-machlan · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
Someone on Insta asked me to draw diluc and diona and I’m just now realizing how potentially funny their dynamic is. INCREDIBLY scary adopted daughter who bites and attacks you and kills you and
2K notes · View notes
sawyarts · 9 months
Text
Tumblr media
Little Ifrit 🔥
177 notes · View notes
sugarpasteltmnt · 5 months
Note
Tumblr media
An absolute guy (I’m in love with your fic).
MY BOY!!!!!!
Tumblr media
aksjdhkajsd i love the bit of realistic edge he is so spoopy i love him THANK U!!!!
98 notes · View notes
radiohead-spiderman · 4 months
Text
Hot Gryffindor Casanova Remus Lupin makes me viscerally upset, that man was NOT a Casanova, he was a weird looking, not conventionally attractive loser with chronic back issues.
131 notes · View notes
beamclaws · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
Hello tumblr for your consideration. AU where the mirror shattering turns DP into a biblically accurate underworld monster guy
I call him "Deep" bc I think its funny. His personality is exactly the same as the regular game (except a bit more creechur) but he just looks Like That. He can't speak normally but can fly so he took Pandora's powers to allow him to speak w/ her voice (sounds like a YTP)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
231 notes · View notes
luminlunii · 6 months
Note
How long does it take you to make one of your multiple Rocky sketches? What's your workflow/process like?
This is a wonderful question!
First, my workflow consists of me starting to draw the sketches immediately after I eat some dinner. I have at least 4 pages that are always ready for the 'line art' stage. I have a rough outline of each sketch in a chunky brush before using a thinner brush.
I do one full page everyday and after that I like to work on my own art for the rest of the day :)) I also take breaks pretty frequently so I don't burn myself out easily. (Or have my hand cramp up)
Second, I think it takes about 2 hours on each page on average, and I like to listen to something familiar while I'm doing it. I get distracted otherwise lol. Some days it's slow, others it's faster, and I flip flop between that daily.
Oof, I just word vomited. Sorry about that! I'm just very enthusiastic about answering this question :))
Tumblr media
This one took about 2 hours for example.
Also baby Rocky definitely crab walked and did like a silly stance just because.
109 notes · View notes
lolwhatrbraincells · 11 months
Text
im seeing all the stuff about the reddit refugees vs the twitter refugees and, while im not proud of it, i was a twitter refugee, and i completely agree with the fact that twitter is very popularity based. You really have to start somewhere else and get people to move onto twitter for it work well for you. also, to get twitter tailored to your interests takes more work than what its worth. that kind of environment didnt work well for me; i like supporting everyone, and twitter made it hard to do that. i think, even though i only came on tumblr because twitter was collapsing, that tumblr is a better app for me. since i joined tumblr i hardly go on twitter—i have no more reason to—and i thank tumblr for letting me be a little bit more of myself. there wasnt really much of a point in this post i just wanted to rant about how much better tumblr is than twitter
if you made it down here have a picture of my cat because i love her
Tumblr media
thanks for reading !!! bye :D
180 notes · View notes
ax-y10 · 11 months
Note
this is an incredibly self-indulgent request, but maybe a reader who has a speech impediment and feels insecure about their voice and wilbur being all soft and fluffy about it ??
Love Through Jumbled Words
In which- It's hard to understand you, but Wilbur finds ways
Definition of a speech impediment: Speech disorders or speech impairments are a type of communication disorder in which normal speech is disrupted. This can mean fluency disorders like stuttering, cluttering or lisps. Someone who is unable to speak due to a speech disorder is considered mute.
Chapter Info: Stuttering, Fluff, Wilbur being a soft man, Cuteness, I'm too lazy to look through for anything else
A/n: I had no clue what a speech impediment was, and when I searched it up, I realised I have a speech impediment (stuttering) so I have to write this with a reader who stutters because I sadly can't relate to anything else, sorry. I also decided to do a platonic and romantic version separate with a short blurb at the bottom of each. This is long so sorry
Pronouns: None (You/Yours)
Masterlist:
Platonic (Friend)-
When Wilbur first started talking to you, he immediately realised that he would have to help you through many things, such as ordering food or talking to other people.
And when you trusted him enough to open up, he found out that you had always had problems with things like that, stuttering through every sentence.
And that exact moment is when he opened up about his stutters from kindergarten and primary school, and how he overcame them, offering to help you through yours.
When he introduced you to his friends, they would make light-hearted jokes about your small stutters, but would immediately apologise and call it cute.
Especially when you tried to introduce yourself and got really frustrated while trying to state your name, them obviously being great people and waiting for you.
And they definitely got pissed off at Wilbur when he tried to help, even though you were getting through it, them not knowing that you had asked him to help.
And Tommy (That fucking jerk) would have already had a nickname for you when he heard you through that very first discord call on Wilbur's account.
They obviously loved you from when they met you.
And introducing Wilbur to your closest friends would be an experience... to say the least.
The first comment one of them made was "Is he your boyfriend? Y/N WITH A BOYFRIEND?"
And oh my god did that start an argument between everyone.
But you brushed the comment off... After laughing at Wilbur's shocked expression.
They loved him to say the least
Okay- they adored the lanky bastard -but don't talk about that
Everyone was so welcoming for Wilbur, and he loved your friends.
And helping you get through it was so tough but you guys got it, through months of therapy and practice.
As he sat down across from you at the coffee shop, he realised just how shy you were. One of his friends had given him your number from college, and he had asked you to meet up at the coffee shop down the road from campus. You both hadn't talked to each other in person, which definitely made communication hard. And when you greeted yourself, stuttering through it, he realised how hard it would be to understand you. But luckily for you, he had such a large amount of patience and understanding, having had the same problem as a child.
Platonic (Sibling)-
Him being your older brother, there was definitely going to be so much overprotectiveness in that household.
He wouldn't let anyone near you who decided to make even the most light-hearted joke that you didn't care about, near you.
Like, he would beat them up if they did that
He doesn't care. His Y/n needs to be safe and out of harms way because you are way too special to him
And the funniest part of the whole situation was that he is only 1 year older than you, making it seem weird but it's cute because he cares for you so much.
He is always next to you or helping you throughout conversations or even saying something simple.
When you were both in school, he would beg for the principal and his teachers to sit in class with you to make sure you were doing alright.
Although he was the same age as lots of your classmates, you were still a grade below him.
And everyone in your classes loved him so much.
He was always a sort of underdog in school, so having that attention from other students definitely boosted his confidence and ego, and he got a lot more popular with the younger students, often helping them out at after school events.
He also got into being a bit more mischievous in school, that making him more popular
He would never forget to help you with anything at all.
They were the reason he asked your parents if he could do sports with you, because the kids that liked him were your friends, and you played sports with them.
He definitely didn't join because he wanted to help with your stutters and to boost his ego more...
He was always the kindest person with other people.
"Excuse me, miss?" He asked the principal. He never really learnt teachers names, calling them 'miss' or 'sir', but he had a question nagging at the back of his head for weeks, and he couldn't hold it in any longer. "What's the matter, Mister Soot?" The principal replied with a somewhat annoyed tone, him jumping back slightly. "Would it be alright if I was able to sit in with some of my sister's classes? She has a stutter and struggles with communicating with people and I feel really bad not being there for her. Even if it's once a week. Anything works. Please?" After a little while of pondering from the principal, his hopes lowering from each passing second of silence, she finally speaks up. "Fine. But you need to let your teacher know when you're going to her classes, and you need to attend at least two out of the four lessons you have each day." He was finally excited for once today, and you could tell wen he stumbled into your second lesson of the day, him sitting in the seat next to you and immediately helping you.
Romantic (Relationship) -
When he first had a conversation with you that night in the parking lot of Tesco's, and when you both exchanged numbers that night, he knew it would take time to overcome your stutter or at the very least, die it down a little but.
But he would never push anything onto your shoulders.
Your very first date was definitely the fluffiest thing ever. It wasn't so public as others would definitely recognise him, and you had openly told him about your insecurity with your stutter, so he decided to keep it inside the comfort of his apartment dining room, a cute spaghetti date.
After each bite, you would both look up at each other and when you attempted to make small talk, he would be so patient with your stutters, just admiring you and the way you got so frustrated when you kept repeating vowels.
Now, we all know this man is very touchy and loves affection
So you better be prepared for hugs everytime you get a sentence correct without a stutter or interruption
Even if it was as simple as your first "I love you" without a stutter, he would be all over you (not in the weird wat obv), and smothering you in affection, so proud of your progress.
He would definitely kiss you if you aren't able to finish a sentence after repeatedly trying to complete it, giving you a fresh start, and making you stutter even more due to the sudden affection, and he would keep doing it until you just couldn't bother talking.
Anytime you would try to talk to him when tired and in bed next to him, he would just stare at your lips while you attempt to talk to him, but falling asleep and not being able to get your statement out
And it would be so hard to complete a sentence when tired because your stuttering would just get worse, but to him, you would just get cuter.
If you ever asked his friends about how much he talks about you, they wouldn't be able to count it in their head, Wilbur would have to explain.
And everytime he talks about you, it would always somehow bring up your cute stutter, and how he loves it when you aren't able to form a string of words, and him having to end up ordering food for you.
He just loves you and helping you through your stutter and your stutter and your cute frustrated hand movements and your stressed eyes when you aren't able to get a food order out at a restaurant and when you're embarrassed when you have to talk to a fan of his and keep failing.
he loves every part of you and your cute self.
And he would just be so patient with you when you are trying to say something important to you, like when you want to go somewhere with him the next day, or what to eat for dinner, or anything in general.
Anyway, he just loves every part of you.
"And I- I sa- saw the cute- st little kitt- tte- kitten today on the stre- street and I took a ph- photo of i- it for you and I- I want to sho- show you bef- befor- before we go t- to bed?" You stuttered out tiredly. He didn't reply, but just kept staring at your face, illuminated by the moonlight shining through the blinds of your shared bedroom. "D- Darling?" "Oh yeah, I'd love to see the photo. I just love cats, but not as much as you" He spoke, causing you to chuckle slightly. You pulled your phone off the charger from behind you, unlocked it and pulled up the photo to show him, a cute little ash grey kitten right in front of his face on the screen. And soon after the conversation slowly died down, he realised you had fallen asleep. Pulling you closer into him, he fell asleep not too long after.
185 notes · View notes