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zappedbyzabka · 11 months

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I present to you: my special boy

#do you see him? do you see how amazing he is?#tell him he’s amazing #Yes he only has one arm #but he can kick those legs like hell #He bounce #cute frogs

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tequiilasunriise · 6 months

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When Steph and Cass get married they don’t take the last name Brown (Daddy Issues™️) or Cain (Daddy Issues Prime™️) or even Wayne (Steph absolutely REFUSES to become a Wayne nosirree), but a secret fourth thing (Gordan).

#BARBRA GORDON IS CASS’ MAMA AND TO AN EXTEND STEPH’S TOO OKAY #yes Steph still has Crystal but yall can NOT tell me she didnt lowkey look up to Babs as a secondary mom figure #the only one who is in on the jig is Kate bc shes officating the whole thing bc DUH and the way she fucken WHEEZZEEDDD when Steph explained #the way Kate would stand at the podium and anounce with such a smug grin #looking DIRECTLY at Bruce #‘I pronounce you…. MRS STEPHANIE AND MRS CASSANDRA GORDAN!’#the sheer fucken UPROARRRR #Steph LAUNCHES herself into Cass’ arms and kisses her senselessly as her now wife effortlessly carries her in a bridal carry #babs takes a second to process before instantly losing her NIND bc oh these crazy kids did NOT no no shes not crying #(she is. she so is. her date Dinah is handing her a hankerchief)#the batbros minus dami are hollering and cheering bc YEAHHHH STICK TO THE MANNNN #dami himself is dismissive and muttering about how could anyone throw away the wayne name like this #(on the inside he actually thinks this is pretty funny and must admit Barbra’s last name is a worthy rival to the Wayne name)#Bruce. Bruce is stunned. shell shocked. this girldad just lost his fav kid his princess #Jim is just having a damn good time bro is clapping Bruce on the back and having a good laugh over it all #also does this mean he has two honorary grandkids? no? well suck it bruce theyre my grandkids now #the other gothmanites who were invited like the birds of pret or the gotham city sirens are also all clowning on Brucie Boy #dc #stephcass #cassandra cain #stephanie brown #batfam

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howtotrainyouragents · 1 month

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I was falling asleep and I had a funny thought about Luffy stealing an armload of library books for Robin. 1) because that's exactly the kinda thing he would do and 2) it’s not necessary, it’s a freakin’ library, but he heard the words “check out limit” and thought, “You can’t put a limit on my friend or what I would do for them.”

It gets funnier bc stealing an armload of books off the shelf all at once can only really end in two disastrous ways: 1) either he drops half of them as he trying to run or 2) he's trying to take them off the top shelf, and he’s about to knock himself out with about a thousand books crashing into him

#luffy #op #one piece #monkey d luffy #robin #nico robin #yes Robin and Chopper take Luffy on their library outings #chopper #it’s kinda in a babysit the captain kinda way #but he enjoys it bc they tell him gross facts they’re reading and give him a book about beetles #the whole check out limit thing happens bc Robin and Chopper have an agreement #to only take as much as they can carry #Chopper is very strategic about it using his backpack and such #but Robin…well she has an endless amount of arms for book carrying #agent h #agent report #headcanon accpted

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sunderberry · 2 months

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i like drawing these two. their designs are fun. i think it's the fluff, the heart motifs, and the stupid hats. and also their size difference

the bottom two are sort of like "what if valentino owned husk" ideas

#hazbin hotel #hazbin husk #hazbin valentino #valentino #husk #obligatory “i don't condone val's actions i just like his design and antagonistic role in the story” tag #idk if i should tag this as ship amd tbh i don't think they even have a ship tag #i just like the size difference. husk holding val's arm like a child #i have a lot of thoughts about the “val owns husk's soul” au actually #it isn't a swap au. val still owns angel #yes val is his canon levels of abusive self and husk has a terrible time #angel and husk are acquaintances. they are friendly with each other but val keeps angel on too tight a leash #husk isn't very important to val. he brings in enough clients that he's allowed to just exist in the background #maybe one day husk stumbles across a broken angel and can't help but clean him up and tend to his wounds #they could become proper friends #though neither would be in the right place to even consider a relationship #i just really like it when husk's heart is too big for his own good #i imagine valentino would start being worse with husk once he finds out he and angel are friendly #there's only so much i can go into the au on tumblr unfortunately #sun art #oh yeah in the second pic yes his wings are clipped :)

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miekasa · 1 year

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mie im so sorry i just keep sending you stuff i swear this will be the last onw for awhile

nanami, the handsome, but moreover, respectable and good man of the town, the owner of the bakery in the capital. every mom in town is literally pushing their daughters into his presence, just hoping that he might notice them. he doesn’t, though, as his greatest love in his current life was baking and taking care of his ancestral family business.

nanami who returns from a neighboring country after a year long apprenticeship and god… he’s even more skilled but also even more handsome; broader, taller and somehow even more charismatic. the knights believe that the rigorous curriculum he endured makes him a perfect candidate for you. you are both acquainted, through the countless times you had visited his bakery to have a taste of his town-renowned pastries. they’re so full and smooth, so obviously crafted with love and care. it’s nothing surprising though, as he’s so pleasant himself, the gentle and fleeting touches between you two when you visit him in the silent and dark hours of the early morning, away from the eyes of the court, always make you unusually bashful.

you think nothing of it until a knight hands you a list of the most eligible men in the country and abroad; accomplished and noble men alike, but at the bottom of the list lies nanami’s name. you must admit, he’s quite dear to you, and he would make a fine consort.

— doc dad levi anon

Hehehe. First of all, I’m sorry you sent this in literally MONTHS ago, and I let it rot in my drafts. Finally stumbling upon it again, and I would like us to consider: it’s Satoru, your head knight and personal advisor, who pushes for Kento to be a candidate. Kento is well-loved, strong, determined, skilled, and most importantly in Satoru’s eyes, seems to care for you, and not just the throne you sit upon.

Satoru also knows a thing or two about the elders of your cabinet, and when you give him a look when you see Kento’s name, Satoru does a terrible job of hiding his grin, “What, do you not approve?”

You frown, “That’s not the matter, and you know it, Satoru. He doesn’t deserve to deal with the council’s disapproval if I were to pick him. He has a life of his own, one that I will not uproot for trivial reasons, nor for you to entertain yourself by upsetting the elders.”

Satoru hums at your explanation, carefully taking the scroll from your hands and rolling it into his. He lets that smile creep back onto his lips when he eyes your furrowed brows, expertly flicking the end of the rolled paper in the middle of your forehead.

“You ought to be greedier, my princess,” Satoru chuckles, “And have a little faith in me. I was left in charge of your list of bachelors, but those old idiots approved of every name—I didn’t even have to make a case for him—I’d say it’s a sign! He’s quite handsome, don’t you think? Other princes are boring and desperate, plus think of all the fine sweets he could teach the kitchen staff to make!”

You should punish him for hitting you, but you can’t seem to care, only letting his words swarm your mind. So, you heed your advisor’s words, and luckily, Kento makes time for you, graciously allowing you to visit the following week, long before the bakery is to open for the day. You have to question him honestly, unable to drink the tea he’s brewed until you ask, “Did Satoru put you up to this? He can be protective and intimidating when he wants to be, but you needn’t fear if he’s threatened you. I’ll ensure you’re left alone, and I apologize on his behalf if he—”

You pause, only because you believe this is the first time you’ve heard the baker laugh. It’s light, warm, steady, even. You know Kento to flash an earnest smile from time to time, an enamored one when he’s teaching Yuuji a new technique that he masters quickly, a gentle one when feeding the birds stale crumbs—but true, ringing laughter is new to you.

“I was neither threatened, nor coerced, by Gojo,” Kento clarifies, reaching for a wooden jar of honey to his left, “He proposed the prospect to me a little over a year ago, and I informed him that I would be willing, so long as I had your mutual approval.”

“A year ago?”

Kento nods in confirmation, sweetening your tea to your liking before closing the jar, “He told me it would likely not come to this, but that your elders have been planning to arrange a contest for your hand, should you not choose a suitor within their preferred time frame.”

You nod slowly, grimacing slightly at the reminder—you know it’s only thanks to Satoru’s pestering, and quite frankly, frightening reputation, that they have not had you to take a husband by force. Still, it doesn’t explain why Satoru would be informing Kento of such sensitive information long before an official call for eligible bachelors.

“He is the one who arranged my apprenticeship, and who provided for Yuuji in my absence, but I accepted both of my own volition. Just as I have accepted the honor to court you, if you’ll have me,” Kento finishes stirring your tea before placing it carefully in front of you. When he looks up, he can see the steam of the hot water dancing in front of your face, swaying slightly when he speaks, “And I am prepared to fight for you hand, and your freedom, if it comes to it.”

#anonymous #i call it mastermind: 8k words / royal au / gojo has eyes everywhere / kento can knead more than dough w those arms amen #ok but hear me out: most everyone has no objection to kento but it does stick out that he's the only man without a royal lineage on the list #gojo keeps pushing that that's a non-factor (and actually a PLUS) but ur mi #*but ur military advisor suguru is not nearly as convinced. thinks a commoner would have even more reason to exploit you for your status #in short gojo thinks u should marry kento sweets and bread aside / suguru thinks u should marry another royal and boost both kingdoms' power #oh oh oh ive got it kento brings bread or something as a courting gift and one of suguru's proposed bachelors 100% poisons it to frame kento #bc he knew (and everyone knew) kento seemed to be favored over the other bachelors #and now suguru has reason to lock up kento; gojo thinks something fishy is going on; you just wanna see nanami #and megumi is lowkey just happy his dogs didnt have any bread this time 💀#or no wait maybe someone poisons kento's gifts but the dogs have it instead of u and they get sick and megumis like someones trying to kill #yes i WILL find a way to worm satoru into this!!!!! he will NAWT be left behind!!!!#nanami x reader

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anadorablekiwi · 4 months

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We are ignoring hands, Eli’s Face (her eyes fought me so many times i messed up the paper and wite-out tape didnt help), and my laziness regarding boots and clothing designs

But anyways, here’s the first four of my loz hero OCs and their respective heights!

Oh! And Harp has knee braces on for support 💜

#kiwi draws #chaos chain #harps scarf is like Warriors but pink with an ombre into purple ends #eli and lupus have arm bracers on #Eli’s go up to her middle finger like Hyrule’s #lupus has a black undershirt on #and different colored eyes: left one is green right one is yellow/gold #harp and dragon have blue eyes and Eli has green/hazel #eli is the only brunette and lupus has black hair #dragon is short but stronk #lupus is tall and lanky #eli is short slender and curvy #harp is short-ish and slender #and yes lupus has a scar on his left cheek #its from when he tried to pet a stray cat and it… disagreed with him #i could color it but like #the colored pencil will just make it all messier

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lastoneout · 1 year

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sometimes I don't think I could be autistic and/or like all that neurodivergent and then other times my fiancé makes a practical and logical argument as to why we don't need a tiny colander that's too small for most tasks and that to save space in the sink/cabinets I should learn to use the medium sized one and honestly we should probably just get rid of the small one and I am filled with such an immense rush of panic and discomfort and grief that I can't even explain it properly until I am saying shit like "the tiny colander is my friend" and "using the big one just FEELS wrong, you know, like going to albertsons instead of safeway" and "next you're gonna tell me I have to use the big soup spoons instead of the little ones and I'll pass away" and I can tell while he does love me and isn't actually mad he def thinks I'm being super illogical and can't fully understand why

like yes I KNOW I am being illogical I am well aware of that...however!! If things are different I will die and if I have to get rid of object that is my friend I will ALSO die, and the only explanation I have is "I like to have things a very specific way even if it doesn't make sense or is less convenient or wastes time and space and changing it is REALLY hard I can't just go "oh you're right" and then change it just doesn't work like that" which is like.....not a great explanation I don't think but that's literally all I've got so???

and like this is legit the only thing we ever "argue" over(bcs we aren't actually fighting we're just talking) it's just him being like "hey the way you do things is inefficient and doesn't make a lot of sense, wouldn't it be easier/make more sense to do it this way?" and then me scrambling to try to articulate "that's fair, but this is the way I do things, I can't change that" in a way that doesn't make me sound dismissive or insane or something which doesn't really seem to work all that well, or like...isn't really getting what I mean across correctly at the very least

#my fiancé is wonderful and we weren't actually fighting #I just have like....I have a certain WAY I prefer to do thing and and specific things I use to do them #and using OTHER things even if they are basically the same #feels like he's asking me to cut my arm off #like he tries to logic his way out of things and I'm like yes I understand the logic #and then he's like 'okay so you're going to do it this way then?'#and I'm like 'no I can't I'll die'#so idk my brain don't work right or something #and I feel bad too bcs like he has to deal with the consequences of me being like this too #like he only brought it up cuz having to do an extra dish is annoying and I agree!! that must suck #and so I want to change to make his life easier...#but using a different collander feels like wearing my jeans inside out #it's not the end of the world but it does SUCK and my brain REALLY does not want to let me do it #I usually do try to accomodate when he points out a different way for me to do things #especially if it like actually makes sense to me I def try to do those ones cuz I agree #but sometimes when it's little stuff I get just a little offended and sad cuz it's like...#is it really such a big deal if I do things in a way that doesnt make sense?#it's so exhausting to try to change #and I'm already trying to deal with my depression and trauma #I don't think I can take not using the small colander even if it doesnt make sense

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katyahina · 2 years

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I am better off not seeing how badly Tumblr messed the quality... Had this in my WIPs for a couple of months, I can now rest.

Some added headcanons under cut!

- The Byrgenwerth nickname comes from her occupation - to catch small weird creatures lurking all over Byrgenwerth, Woods and even upper layer of Dungeons when scholars are let there! They are offered for a vivarium, and sometimes exploration/experimenting. She has almost supernatural ability to catch even the most well-hidden ones, though most of them are certainly not bugs... Not anymore.

- Ended up as a Byrgenwerth scholar as she's been searching for a brother she never seen but knew existed since she was an orphan kid, and hints led somewhere in Yharnam.

- Remained naive, trustworthy and friendly to a fault through whole course of her life (and beyond). In my 'official' timeline Yurie has always been there to follow her like a shadow and protect her, however in alternative timeline I like to think of, Edgar takes that role instead.

- Found true enlightment when Micolash "disowned" her and cursed her for having even found him and "ruining everything"; feeling of having no family anymore paired with attempt to die by imbibing too much 'water' guaranteed audience with Kos. This gave doctors the hint that feeling of being orphaned is the best way to attract Great Ones, and orphaned kids provide the best kind of such despair!

- Micolash knew most of the Choir could never have guts to do what it really takes to break from the chains of this world and parted to form the institution on his own, but Rom chose to stay to try to save the 'doomed' group and help them to not stray too far from the right way since the real Great One behind Ebrietas is too incisidious.

- Known as an idiot God for both not realizing what huge power she possesse and for remaining a mutant Great One unable to be reborn because she can't let go of humanity completely. The latter Micolash hates her for.

- Children of Rom are product of Blood Dregs getting anywhere near Altar of Despair! You know, altar that revives Annalise if you put her flesh on it. But the cells within Blood Dregs do not have a mind to persist, so they can only be reborn by her as copies of her. Missing blessing of Kos though, so they are just spiders, without marine side.

#tw body horror #bloodborne #rom the vacuous spider #rom conductor of the choir #my art #i just really wanted to finish this wip at all cost it has been haunting me #i need a separate png file for full great one rom as it is the only thing that is canon plus it turned out well #val here it is are you finally happy?#i need to draw something more interesting than references tbh #but at the same time there are no directions for what 'should' be drawn so if i have fun... fine i guess?#micolash would curse her so much harder if he knew kos had arms open for rom but she 'returned' to help other humans #he can't imagine more useless things than humanity and yet she clings to it so bad... yes he hates her </3 #but hey if she is accepted by kos then so is he #they are 'sea'blings or some say 'see'blings #(sorry)#((not))

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walliswithawhy · 8 months

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Its the blasted mud that makes me feel most at home. That and the wind. It sets a chill into my bones that reminds me of home. I have been camped within sight of the ruins and by extension, the Stormgate for a good while now. Perhaps I could charge passed this place, inwards and upwards, or if I am very careful, employ a little stealth. I think that I shan’t though, and my reasons are twofold: regarding stealth, well, it’s not a surprise to anyone that subtitly fails to be my strongest point. I blame the armour, but in this place I daren’t go without it. Mayhap if I went in a storm, but that poses as much a hindrance to my perception as it would the guards.

My second reason is by and large the greater reason: I am here to test my mettle, and if it is so fragile as to be squashed here, then I am not fit to undertake this pilgrimage. I will not delude myself into thinking that every foe that I face I will be able to circle wide around. Some will descend upon me unawares, as that horrid thing which first greeted me in this land did, some will simply be inevitable. And if I have learned but a single lesson, then it is that there is merit in facing a fight which cannot be escaped, rather than trying to forestall it. There are some things which much must come to pass.

So I must challenge these guards who stand in my path. I must overcome them, or I am not fit to move on.

My new companion seems deeply unimpressed by this stubbornness, but perhaps I am simply projecting. The beast which was granted to me by the mysterious lady who also offered to be… a guide to me, in exchange for me to be an escort to her (seems odd that she should need one, given her ability to manifest out of thin air and give any poor soul a fright liable to petrify their own heart, but who am I to question the oddness of this place—sometimes I wonder that it is not some grand dream for it feels as disjointed and ethereal as one sometimes) is perfectly intelligent but cannot communicate with me—

(Here there is a smear of charcoal as the if the writer fumbled terribly, followed by a small, darkish red brown stain)

Blasted winged wretches! They’ll be the bane of me yet. The biggest bats I’ve ever seen, and they like to dive in and try to rip my head from my shoulders. Foul things, they’ll think twice when I take their heads off their shoulders.

But I must rest. I challenge a Knight of no middling skill tomorrow. I wonder that I do not see some exasperation in their stance now, when they see me stand in their path. I suppose I would feel much the same if I were to be incessantly pestered by one with such a propensity for weed-like behaviour. But in their ability with a weapon and their brutality they have much to teach me, and I will take every lesson that I am offered if it hones me into a sharper blade.

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