#I TRIED MAN

[daily-polyshow]

miracle paint inspired!! the polyshow song ever

day 10!!! wooo double digits!!!!! miracle painting!!!!!

pose from the project diva miracle paint mv :3

#daily polyshow ☆ #doodle posting #wxs #polyshow #tsukasa tenma #emu otori #nene kusanagi #rui kamishiro #queued #i tried man #and failed at what i had in mind i think but its fine

[pinkiepiebones]

You said fic prompts and, I don't know if you'd be interested, but I think reading the "Dracula murdering DRAAG" told from Mark's pov would be so cool! Like, he has no clue what's going on until Dracula starts floating in the air.

Although, it's pretty clear early on that Renfield is TERRIFIED of this guy and it wouldn't be a huge leap of logic to assume he's the boss Renfield was telling them about. Does he have a plan of action for if someone's abuser comes to a meeting? What's going through his head?

(I can't get into Mark's POV but hopefully this is... something?)

They've all gone through something that scared them. Mark's seen every single group member come in with that look, that "deer in the high beams" sort of look. In the most dire of situations, well, call the cops. Duh. But it's usually better, actually, to face the problem, to pull up that power that you're taking back and hurl it right back at 'em.

There's usually something in place for situations where and if an abuser- that's a bit of a loaded term, but in the case of the group, it's the best word for the sources of their issues- shows up. There had been a few incidents, mercifully few, of someone following a group member to the church, or a group member expressing worry about leaving the building. A church is supposed to be a safe space, right? They never had to deal with someone following a group member in to the gym.

Renfield had been doing great. Over the weeks he started some genuine self care and hygiene. No more tattered suit and rings under the eyes and that weird lingering aroma of mildew and blood, or whatever that was- he was a new guy with a nice smile and just oozed colour and happiness and maybe he was still shaky on the self confidence, but it was about baby steps. Carol had even complimented him! What a great moment! Mark had never seen true, genuine fear on Renfield's face until that night's meeting. Renfield was desperately trying to get everyone to leave, and then someone opened the door.

As the man in black entered Mark realised. He saw the terror cross Renfield's face. He saw the posture change- all pf the confidence that had been building was being smashed back down with every click of that ornate walking stick. Normally Mark would have put a hand on Renfield's shoulder or held his hand, something to ground him and keep him in the moment, in the room, with his support group. A hand to hold on to so he wouldn't be pulled out to sea. But Mark thought it safer to keep his attention on the new guy.

Renfield hadn't shared much in specifics. He'd refer to a boss, and a monster, when he shared. It was clear now that the two were the same person.

"You can leave your... top hat and cane by the door," Mark stammered.

"Renfield," the man in black chuckled, "I'm feeling much better." The man was wearing furs and an ostentatious ring on every finger, plus the top hat and cane, and those fingernails, those teeth! Had they been filed down? Was this guy a pimp? Was that the sort of work Renfield was involved in? That might have explained some things.

Mark tried. He tried to do something to knock this narcissistic so-and-so off his high horse. "Would you like to introduce yourself to the group?" The group! Were they safe? No one was moving. Fight or flight had a companion that most people overlooked- Freeze. Each of the group members was feeling Renfield's fear; it was palpable and immobilising.

Renfield whimpered. Mark's eyes shot from the man in black to the man in the colourful sweater. A single tear rolled down Renfield's pale face.

"I am the Prince of Wallachia," the man said in a strange voice. It was the kind of voice victims heard abusers use- authoritative, but coated with a veneer of faux sincerity. He walked- no, stalked- closer and Renfield shook like a baby deer.

"Some call me the 'Dark One,'" the man in black said too gently. "Others, 'Lord of Death,'" he giggled. He shoved his cane and top hat onto Renfield's arms and Renfield crumpled around the objects. Mark kept close to Renfield.

"However, to most," the man in black said, "I am known simply as-"

"Renfield's boss!" Trevante interjected.

The man in black snarled. The man in black spread his hands.

The man in black raised off the gym floor.

As he ascended, Mark saw out of the corner of his eye that Renfield was kneeling, never taking his wide, terrified eyes ofd the man in black. Mark knelt, too, casting increasingly worried glances from Renfield to the other man.

"I am Dracula."

Mark felt the words hit him like a kick from a horse. "Okay, obviously we're dealing with a little bit more than just narcissism here" he tried. He tried to talk to Renfield, to keep him grounded. But Renfield's complete attention was on Dracula.

"Please," he said, voice shaking, "I never should have forsaken you." Dracula returned to the ground. Mark tried to put a hand up as an interjection, a pause, something he had done countless times in the past as a mediator between two or more parties. This was so far beyond him, he was desperate.

"You could have had everything," Dracula sneered at Renfield. "I gave you the choice between the power of a GOD!" His voice boomed across the gym, shaking dust from the ceiling. "And the pathetic desperation of humanity."

Dracula circled Renfield like a shark. "Why? Why would you choose this," he growled, spreading his claws. 'This.' The group. Humans. Mark kept his hands up, unsure what he would actually do of Dracula attempted to hurt Renfield or anyone else.

Renfield's voice was barely audible and shaking. "Because... that's what I am."

Dracula scoffed.

"Master, please," Renfield whimpered. "These are good people..."

"Good," Dracula purred. "You finally brought me what I've been asking for." He shed his coat and smiled, and Mark looked from Dracula to Renfield one more time.

"Let's eat!"

#renfield #I tried man #robbie don't look

[tmntseparatedaucompetition]

Round 2 Brackets

Brackets Close Up Under Cut

#i also changed the brackets some so heed that #i didnt want to do 3 way votes so this is the compromise i came up with #if you have a better idea go for it #i tried man #brackets #about the polls #prime comp

[yourlocalduckgremlin]

HAPPY PLOTIVERSARY TO "FROM THE CONFIDENTIAL CASE FILES OF AGENT 22!"

If you can't already tell, I fucking LOVE this episode to death so, I wanted to celebrate its plotiversary! @ai-higurashi

BONUS OC X CANON X CANON ART UNDER THE CUT!

(Sorry if this looks rushed, timecrunch anxiety roundhouse-kicked me in the face)

(P.S, I can't draw Beakley to save my life (I usually draw her as some form of dragon) so, I tried LMAO)

#ducktales 2017 #ducktales #ducktales mrs beakley #ducktales beakley #mrs beakley #dt 2017 #dt17 #beakheron #black heron x agent 22 #agent 22 #I TRIED MAN #duck gremiln's art #WHY IS BEAKLEY SO HARD TO DRAW AAAAAAAAAAA- #disney #smol artist #artists on tumblr #digital artist

[itsnotillegalyet07]

For the 1v1 battle nexus!!! I wish you and Donnie luck!!! 💖💖💖🫶🫶🫶

Donnie rather likes the Bō. He’d say thank you but he’s a bit distracted heheh. We both wish you luck in the competition!

#rottmnt #tmnt #donnie #art #au #i need more coffee #1v1 tmnt competition #answering asks #answered #asks #DonnieAU #Bō #I tried my best #I tried man #IHE!AU #Ink Herbs and Eggshells

[desadoodle]

Moments/ things that made Tim love Bernard even more

When he saw Bernard lay on the ground and talk to a child that was stuck under some rubble until they could get her out saying how it was all going to be ok and she was going to be out soon

his piercings and tattoos (he likes to trace Bernard's tattoos)

When he went with Bernard when he got a new tattoos and comfort Tim when he got sad because Bernard didn’t think it was painful at all even though it was a rib tattoo (he cared that Tim was hurting even though he was the one who should be in pain and be doted over instead he doted over Tim)

When they visited Darla’s grave and he saw Bernard cry (I feel like Bernard doesn’t cry very often because his dad seems like the kid of man to think boys shouldn’t cry)

When he opened up about the cult saying he was scared that he won’t be able to escape them if they come for him again (it meant he trusted Tim trusted him with his fears) 

when he woke up in the hospital and the first thing he saw was a sleeping Bernard

I didn’t think what I was trying to convey with the little headcanons were clear enough so I did explain them a little in the quotation marks. feel free to add on if you would like

#bernard dowd #tim drake #tim x bernard #timber #timbern #i tried man #I’m not a very good writer

[jokingmisfit]

Two Pretty Lies (Part 1)

Damien Darhk x fem!reader, Eobard Thawne x reader

Summary-The reader was a hero called in by the Legends to help keep the Legion of Doom from making Doomworld. Well, they failed and Doomworld happened. The only problem is that both Damien Darhk and Eobard Thawne had developed “affections”/obsession for the girl. Rather than giving her a dreadful fate they put her the path she would have gone if she never got her powers. Turns out the ex-hero experiences nothing but pain in this new reality. Eobard and Damien didn’t approve of this life for the reader so they decided to take her in, to give her a better life, with them.

Warnings- Starts with the reader getting the crap knocked out of them, Gory(sorta), Depressed thoughts, Reader knowing they might die (they don’t obviously), Passing out from blood loss, Distortion of reality

All you knew to do was run, so, despite the pain, you ran. You ran for two blocks before getting to a very familiar cafe. They were off your trail and you needed help. Without thinking too hard about it you went quickly through the door.

You swayed a bit as you pushed through the door. It felt like all you could hear was a ringing and your own labored breathing. You barely even realized, Margret, the waitress you knew so well was panicking while leading you to a seat.

You couldn’t quite catch what she was saying as she ran around in a panic.

You couldn’t see clearly the other people who were there.

You barely registered the hand pressing a towel to the large gashes on your side. Gashes that were the main source for the blood pooling on the cafe's floor.

You did however understand that there wasn’t a lot of time till you faded either temporarily or permanently was up to what the small group did next.

“You might want to call an ambulance.” you said in a whisper. It was barely audible but with the close proximity of the person holding you up you knew someone got the message.

Someone was closely holding you. It seemed endearing. A touch you’ve forgotten, but you knew this person didn’t care about you; they just wanted to provide comfort for what could be your last minutes. At least that’s what you thought. Then again there were so many thoughts running through your head.

You couldn’t feel anything at this point. Everything seemed to be like an old memory you can’t remember. Time felt like it was going too fast and too slow, it felt meaningless.

You felt like all this was useless. You should have let the gang take the life that seems so pitiful and tiring. You wanted to let this go. All of it. It seemed closing your eyes was the best medication for these horrible thoughts, so you did.

Breathing became easier as you no longer felt so heavy. The lightness in your heart was alarming, but you welcomed it in anyways. Feelings disappeared and so did any thoughts as you let go even just for a little while.

You’ll be better soon and if you’re not you’ve grown enough to accept this fate.

#I know it isn't that long forgive me #legends of tomorrow #legion of doom x reader #legion of doom #damien darhk #damien darhk x reader #eobard thawne #eobard thawne x reader #eobard thawne x reader x damien darhk #it's a bit shitty but oh well #I needed some self indulgence and thought maybe others would like something like this too #I tried man #Two Pretty Lies #the flash #the arrow #arrowverse #reverse flash #reverse flash x reader #damien darhk imagine #eobard thawne imagine

[weheartstims]

A Fives (Star Wars) board with smooth/liquid stims would be great :]

Fives (Star Wars) with smooth stims!

🔳|🔷|🔳 🔷|🔳|🔷 🔳|🔷|🔳

#I need to get better at finding ‘smooth’ stims loll #I tried man #weheartstims #stimboard #fives clone wars #star wars #star wars clone wars #smooth #fabric #fabrics #silk #paint #paint mixing #hands #blue #white #black #grey #gray

[fandom-jumper-forevrr]

Tbh idc if u think it’s cringe, countryhumans have me in a chokehold rn. So have this shitty art!٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

#ukraine #artwork #countryhumans #yeah idk #this is cringy #i tried man

[punk27]

Drawing of human Deimos

I wanted to try something different so I tried to draw Deimos

( Probably very bad ) but here

Without the filter

I'm bad at drawing :')

#madness combat fanart #deimos #Cringe drawing #madcom fanart #fan art #very bad #cringe worthy #I tried man #:') <3 #this is dumb #dumb shit #doodle dump #why did i make this???

[killerandhealerqueen]

When you thought you were going to be able to get away with NOT whumping Chen Yuzhi in your new fic only to realize that for the story to end the way you want it…you’re going to have to hurt him

#sass talks about her writing #Killer and Healer #i tried man #i tried to have this au end where chen yuzhi doesn’t get hurt #but jokes on me #the only way that i can get the ending i want is to pull an ep 30 #*heavy sigh* #but then again #this is a mafia au #if someone’s not getting whumped what’s the point?

[haldenlith]

Either I don't know how to take what advice I'm given in therapy, or I just have a bad fit of a therapist. (I am willing to be enlightened on the matter from anyone who has a good therapist.)

Today felt more like attending a conference of a motivational speaker than what I imagined therapy to be. After about 5 or 6 sessions of this, I think I'm willing to say I won't be going back.

I expected more directed, actionable solutions than "try yoga" and "ignore the voice in your head". She might as well have said, "just don't be depressed or anxious."

And so my bad brainworms continue to plague me. Not as bad since my meds are semi-working, but still.

#haldie... vents? #rambles? #unsure #personal issues #mental health issues #she also never wrote anything down #so each session was starting from scratch #I tried man #but I'm done #this would be therapy attempt number three

[bookwyrminspiration]

god I would be UNSTOPPABLE if I was capable of consistently initiating tasks. just you wait. you'll be waiting a while but just you wait

#executive dysfunction #shitpost #every day I get stuck in waiting mode for SO LONG and SO MANY TIMES #that one time I tried adhd meds it fixed it but then I. was like no I am going to be scared and not continue taking it <3 #and also. I simply did not like the psychologist and did not want to have to go back #so. rawdogging the world <3 #man if I could start a task right now...then you'd see...then you'd all see....

[taffy-glitch]

it should be illegal to put ads in apps or sites for solitaire or picross or sudoku tbh. playing classic puzzle games uninterrupted needs to be a HUMAN RIGHT

#this is me being silly but #man i hate hate hate when the solitaire app that CAME WITH MY GOD DAMN LAPTOP tries to feed me ads #at least with the sites i got adblocker. but man #jort post

[autisticbabayaga]

My most referenced meme is actually this sign from a furniture store's going out of business sale in my hometown.

#we tried and we failed #it is a perfect phrase man #farm fresh #listen I need to immortalize this image so I will always have a copy

[redsray]

the funniest part of any Robin meeting the JL is that every Robin is so distinctly different from the previous one in terms of personality and vibes that the league literally gets backlash. and like, I don't blame them. not to mention that they are non-meta children that dress as a traffic light and fight crime alongside batman in gotham on a nightly basis. i'd also be a bit concerned. Batman, literally The Night of Gotham personified in the League's eyes, coming into a JL meeting: This is Robin, my crime-fighting partner. 11-year-old Dick Grayson, dressed in the brightest primary colours possible, vaguely hidden murder behind those eyes, never stops moving even for a moment: Hi! Superman: That's a child. That's-- Bats that is a child. You let a child--? Batman, deadpan: You try to stop him. Would you rather he try and murder a grown man with a wire?

Batman: This is Robin. 12-year-old Jason Todd, with the biggest grin on his face, about 3 books in his hand, stars in his eyes and a distinct street-kid drawl: Hey!!! Green Lantern: That's ... that's a different child. What?? Jason: I stole his tires :) Batman: Tried to. Jason, stage whispering to the League: basically did. Green Lantern: that is a different kid, right?? I'm not seeing shit??

Batman: This is Robin. 14-year-old Tim Drake, bo staff clutched in his hand, a wary and tired expression on his face, more on the quiet side, the literal walking definition of don't judge a book by it's cover: hello Flash: Where do you even find these-- Tim: I found myself.

Batman: This is Robin. 17-year-old Stephanie Brown, literally blonde, with a shit-eating grin, eyes full of nothing but mischief and the most explosive personality you've ever seen: hiya!! Superman: I give up. Stephanie: I know, I have that amazing effect on people.

Batman: This is Robin. 13-year-old Damian Wayne, a literal wet cat that will hiss at you, has a sword, the most judgemental stare you'll get from a teenager, ready to jump anyone there: Green Lantern: WHY DOES HE HAVE A SWORD?! Batman: ... he came with the sword.

#batman #batfam #tim drake #jason todd #dick grayson #damian wayne #stephanie brown #dc comics #icb i posted this w/o tags the first time #what is wrong w me #superman: where do you find these kids #bruce: they just show up tbh #especially tim. he LITERALLY just showed up #anyone: so which one is really robin? #bruce: they are all really robin. #bruce: dick wanted to kill a man. #jason tried hijacking my tires in CRIME ALLEY. #tim just appeared and made himself robin that was NOT me #stephanie also wanted to kill a man. #damian did kill a man. or two. #YOU try to parent these kids then come back to me clark