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ofviolentdeath · 10 months
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Kenz/Blake kiddo
Name: Evan
Gender: male
General appearance: simple but decent clothes
Personality: Laid back, friendly
Special talents: Great with magic, tries to stick to the softer side of it
Who they like better: Blake
Who they take after more: Blake
Personal headcanon: Unlike Vince and Phebe, Evan is not great in the kitchen. At all. He is, however, good with enchantment work like Vervain, but he prefers to work alongside Phebe
Face Claim: Gethin Anthony
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hanafubukki · 4 months
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*bites your door down*
Malleus learning how to walk in human form. And as soon as Lilia runs in the room, Baby Malleus walks to him faster instead of whatever retainer was there.
Or even better. Malleus learns how to walk because Lilia wasn’t there and he thought “That’s it, if he’s not coming, I’M GOING!” And just as Lilia is turning the corner to go and play with his son, Malleus is out of the room by destroying the door (and the wall) and he’s trying to walk towards Lilia.
Hello Camrastuff 🌻🌷💚
Careful, you’re going to get splinters…in your gums?? 😂😂
Oooo both ideas are so cute! The second one has a grasp on me. This is one of the times where I bemoan not being able to draw or edit because I can see it so clearly in my head. (I think there was a meme too for something like this 🤔)
Just the image of a wall with a hole in it and smoke coming out, and then you see a baby in diapers. I can imagine it so clearly 😂😂
Something like this? Though I swear there was another meme, I just can’t remember the franchise.
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Summary: Little Malleus breaks some walls.
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Malleus was bored.
When was papa going to visit him? He should have come back awhile ago.
The green floating thing in front of him was annoying.
He kept droning about how great he was. Sometimes he even talked bad about papa, and Malleus wanted blow fire at it.
…but papa would get mad. He was scary when mad.
Hm.
If papa couldn’t come to him, he can just go to him!
He’s so smart.
He can’t wait to leave this ick behind and play with papa.
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Lilia sighed. His mission took longer than he expected.
Hopefully, he and Malleus can take a nap.
“Run!”
“The Prince!”
Lilia froze before running.
No.
No.
Not Malleus.
Don’t take him from me.
What met Lilia’s eyes when he turned the corner, would be a story he would tease for centuries.
There was Malleus in his diapers.
With a hole in the wall, residual smoke coming from inside.
Malleus lit up at the sight of him, “Papa!”
As Lilia hugged Malleus, he could see the trembling spirit inside.
Maybe he should reward the little one, a bowl of shaved ice would surely bring a smile to his face.
And then a nap.
As for a scolding…maybe later. And if he forgot, well, he’ll blame old age.
After all, he missed his son and wanted cuddles after such a tiring day.
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Tim is Kon's sugar daddy this, Tim is Kon's sugar daddy that TIM IS KON'S BABY DADDY!
Kon is cringe, a tik toker, and a 90s kid Tim's contact name in his phone is 'baby daddy 🐀' the rat emoji is cuz he thinks Tim looks like a wet rat.
Here is the incredible scientific evidence I have written to support this.
Exhibit one, it'd be funny as fuck
Exhibit two, depending on how u headcannon Kon's kryptonian reproductive organs it could be a true or facetious statement
Exhibit three, this fic snippet I wrote.
...........
" well how about you Kon?"
Cassie scoffed " you're gonna ask him for relationship advice"
Conner, who'd been engrossed with eating his way meticulously through a box of YinYan, looked up and flipped off Cassie.
" We're Gucci, you know how it is with me and Tim, he's my baby daddy and all that"
From the couch came a large hacking cough as Tim half sprayed half swallowed zesti. Most of the spray landed on Bart who, distracted with their Mario kart game, forgot to move and gave an ungodly screech at the rain of corn syrup and carbonation.
" No the fuck I am not." Tim choked out between coughs. The kryptonians face warped into comical insult and shock. He twisted around to face his boyfriend faster then a speeding bullet.
" Timothy Jackson Drake, I let you hit it RAW!"
" EW!" Bart exclaimed, nearly swerving his kart off of rainbow road.
Tim's face went thru the five stages of grief( and horny) before landing back on an 'I just choked on my zesti' expression.
Kon narrowed his eyes at him " So you're my what?"
Tim sighed his shoulders rolling forward like he'd truly lost it all " I'm your baby daddy" he muttered.
" DOUBLE EW!" Bart gagged.
"It's not ew imp, it's feminism." Kon said and turned back to his conversation with the girls.
Cassie's face was red from trying not to die laughing, she was gripping the table with effort "this- this is why you don't ask Kon, Cissy"
Cissy, whose face was red from mortification, put her hands over her mouth in silent shock.
.........
I rest my case.
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rwac96 · 3 months
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Type: Ask
Fandom: RWBY
AU: RWBY AU
Summary: What if Raven was forced to stay with her family due to the Brawnwen tribe turning their back on her?
Meme: What If Meme
Raven: *feeding Baby Yang* "C'mon, kid, eat your slop!"
Baby!Yang: *fussy* "Gaah! Bleh!!"
Raven: *pulls the spoon away* "Ugh, I burped you, we had playtime, Hell, you don't even smell like shit. Overall, you hafta be hungry! Eat!" *pushes the spoon toward her daughter*
Baby!Yang: *on the verge of crying* "Eeeeehhh!"
Taiyang: *deadpan, holding a jar of applesauce* "Raven, you're feeding Yang spicy mustard."
Raven: *turns to her husband* "What? Our parents fed us that and we turned out okay."
Baby!Yang: *reaching out to her father* "Dadah, appah! Dadah appah!!"
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phoenixyfriend · 6 months
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If you still do the ask meme: nr.1 for a timetravel Jangosoka?
26 Family Prompts Ask Meme
Accidental Baby Acquisition
This contains both intentional and accidental acquisition. (They'll give it back! Probably.)
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"He's mine."
Jango looks at the woman he has, somehow, managed to fall for.
He looks at the baby.
He looks at her again.
"You adopted? Without asking me?"
"No, birthed him myself."
That baby is human. Fully human. There is no chance, in any way, that Ahsoka managed to have a fully human child. There's some shit about placentas or whatever. A tog can't surrogate a human and vice versa.
"Jetii--"
"Oh, I'm in trouble," she giggles, entirely too enthused about his annoyance.
"Jetii," he tries again, "please tell me you didn't steal a child."
"I did not steal a child," she confirms. "I just... acquired one."
"Acquired one."
"Yeah."
He waits in vain. He breaks and asks, "Ahsoka, how did you acquire this child?"
She smiles at him.
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The child's name is Ferus Olin. He was not stolen, but given willingly by his parents for Ahsoka to take to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant.
"You could have just said so," Jango gripes as he fires up the engines. She laughs at him, and hikes the tot higher on her hip. "Don't act like it's not within the realm of possibility that you'd randomly pick up a kid and forget to warn me about it."
"Sure," she says, "but consider this: it was funny."
"You are not nearly as funny as you think you are."
Ahsoka rolls her eyes and addresses the kid instead. "What do you think, Ferus? Am I funny?"
The toddler--baby, really--stares up at her silently. There is something up with that kid, but Jango figures that's par for the course with Force Sensitives.
A slightly wet, very chubby hand lands on a lekku.
"That is saliva," Jango notes aloud, mostly because Ahsoka looks a little disgusted, and likes she's trying to hide it from the kid. "Baby drool."
"Oh, fu--shove off."
"Classy."
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So like. Here's the thing. About carting around two almost-Jedi:
One of them is his age, and hot, and weird, and he's a little bit in love with her.
The other one is less than a year old, and should be relatively safe and sound to leave alone for five minutes while napping so they can do things like use the bathroom, or argue over the nav, or knock against the walls doing things that babies probably shouldn't know about.
Ahsoka says that Ferus was a rule-abiding guy in the future, uptight, even.
This means nothing, because the ship jolts out of hyperspace without warning while Jango's got his hand up a hot tog's skirt, and they both have to rush to the cockpit to find the literal baby has crawled onto the pilot's seat and somehow turned off the nav.
The baby continues patting, full-palm, at the controls.
"What the fuck?" Jango demands.
"Language," Ahsoka sniffs, and then picks up the baby and swings him around. "Who's a little troublemaker? You are!"
"What the actual--"
"Language!" Ahsoka snaps, a little harsher this time. "There's a baby."
"Yes, I noticed, it just knocked us out of hyperspace."
Ahsoka rolls her eyes. "It's fine. We just need to keep a better eye on him."
"This could have been deadly."
"Eh, doubt it," she dismisses. "I mean, with a normal kid, yeah, but I bet you ten to one odds that he did this because the Force told him to."
"I cannot explain how much that doesn't fill me with confidence."
She ignores him. She settles into the chair, toddler on her lap, and closes her eyes. This lasts for several minutes, and Jango tries to keep his impatience under control so he doesn't 'project' it into the Force or whatever it is that the Jedi are worried about. It would distract Ahsoka, and possibly more importantly, it would upset the baby.
"I've got it," she finally says. "A direction. He pulled us out a bit early, but the fact that we didn't overshoot it is a bit of a shocker in and of itself."
"A direction to what?"
She shrugs. "We'll find out."
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The direction is to a fresh-faced teenage Duros by the name of Cad Bane, who's been floating around the guild's gossip lines for a few years now. He's good, for eighteen, but Jango hasn't met him before, and Ahsoka really doesn't like him--Jedi don't hate, supposedly--and that's enough for Jango to have zero interest in really networking here.
Also, Bane has a stolen toddler. Jango knows the toddler is stolen, because she's dressed in far-too-fancy clothes for Bane to bother with, and screaming her head off, and trying to bite him, and yelling about how she wants to go home. Surprisingly eloquent for a toddler, actually. She can't be more than four.
Jango wants to get involved. He's itching for a fight. He does not get one.
He gets the smaller baby, and is told to take care of said baby and be ready to catch the bigger baby--toddler--while Ahsoka handles the fighting.
It seems kinda personal. Jango leaves her to it. It's not like they need both of them to fight this literal teenager.
(He's right. They don't.)
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There are now two small children on Jango's ship. One of them is barely-almost a toddler, and the other is barely-almost not.
"I am Padme Naberrie of Naboo," the little girl tells him, all care and important grandeur. "Thank you for saving me. When may I return home?"
Naboo. The noble kids from there are damn creepy. Also worth a good ransom or a better bounty, to some. It's not exactly surprising that Bane went for one of them. the family must be pretty influential somehow.
"Not sure," Ahsoka says. "We were on our way to Coruscant... do you have a number we can call? Maybe one of your parents can meet us on the way."
"That is ac-cep-table," the little girl sounds out. She even bows, a touch wobbly. "Thank you, Master Jedi."
Ahsoka is not a Master, and is only sort of a Jedi. She does not correct little Padme, because that would be a little mean, in Jango's estimate. The girl's just been through something harrowing, and even he's not that much of a dick.
"Do you know their contact info?" he asks instead.
--
They aren't on a convenient hyperlane for Naboo, so they're meeting Lady Naberrie on Corellia. It's several days there, which is still faster than trying to get to Naboo from where they currently are, and Padme spends an hour or two talking to her mother before the woman enters hyperspace and comms are no longer an option. Then she talks to her father, and asks about someone called Sola, and Jango's not paying enough attention to keep track of who's who in the life of a child that is not his.
He doesn't have enough beds on the ship for this.
He empties out a small armor crate and lines it with blankets, then sets it on teh floor by the end of his bed. It's big enough for Ferus, who probably doesn't care much for fancy things. Padme gets her own bed, because they're strangers and it would be odd to suggest she share with Ahsoka as a gender thing. The other, larger bed is then for Jango and his somewhat irritating and entirely too lovely Jedi.
He laces his fingers with hers, once they're in bed, autopiloting down the hyperlane. Padm's breathing has finally evened out, and Ferus hasn't woken up yet either.
"Do you want them?" he asks.
"Hm?" Ahsoka shifts, and when she speaks, it's sleep-heavy and muddled. "Want what?"
"Kids," he says.
She's silent, long enough that he starts to wonder if she's fallen asleep, but eventually she shrugs. "I'll take an apprentice one day, probably."
It's basically the same thing, for Jedi.
"Did I ever..."
He tries not to ask too much about his personal future. He knows how Galidraan would have ended, and knows that somehow, he had been involved in a clone army that tried to kill Ahsoka when she was seventeen. She tries not to tell him too much.
"One," she says. "Boba. A few years younger than me. And..."
She doesn't finish.
"And?"
"Maybe another time," she says.
He's gotten that response more than once. He knows it for the wall it is.
"Alright," he says. "You could... tell me about Boba in the morning?"
"Maybe."
Noncommittal. He's not entirely surprised.
"Okay," he finally says. He presses a kiss to her lek. "Goodnight, Ahsoka."
"Night, Jango."
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gatheredfates · 19 days
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ALAICE DEVERAUX
Nicknames: Not applicable. Age: Twenty-one. Nameday: Twenty-Seventh Sun of the First Astral Moon (apparently I gave her my birthday, so that might change!) Race: Duskwight Elezen. Gender: Cis female. Orientation: Straight? Profession: Lady of the House of Deveraux and Dubois, last remaining survivor after the Dragonsong War; apprentice baker and occasional confidant to Firelight Trading Company.
PHYSICAL ASPECTS
Hair: A light blue, leaning more into teal. She tends to style it in loose curls around her shoulders. Eyes: She is heterochromatic! One eye is teal, the other is a steel grey. Skin: Pale with a silvery undertone; it tends to reflect whatever light hits it, rather than possessing it's own distinct colour. Tattoos/Scars: None of any note.
FAMILY
Parents: Lord and Lady Deveraux, dead by Alaice's sixteenth year. It is said that Lord Deveraux attempted to defend his wife from the dragons before he was engulfed in flames. No remains of her mother have been found. Siblings: Not applicable. Grandparents: Not applicable, more unfortunate souls lost to the war. In-Laws and Others: Alaice has a child from her first marriage, a daughter called Alyna. Her husband, Draeir Dubois, died under mysterious circumstances in the months preceding the Ishgardian/Dragon peace treaty, bringing no end of speculation from gentry and smallfolk alike. Some suspect his desire to expand his house beyond Foundation's spires drew ire from the High Houses and he was made an example of. Others suspect a more... intimate cause. Without a murder weapon or obvious intent, none can deduce a proper suspect.
She is particularly close to @riftdancing's Siyoh Mari who, whilst not understanding a lick of Ishgardian gossip, will happily entertain the confusion over a cup of tea as Alaice dramatizes. This leagues better than Elandervier who told her she'd 'rather chew on a voidsent's ass' and leaves at the very mention of anything to do with the city. She has an extremely complicated relationship with the other Elezen due to their mutual upbringings, trauma and reconciliation.
When Firelight is conducting business in Ishgard, she can be seen at its patriarch's side helping him navigate the intricacies of the city. Pets: Unless you count the many birds that have taken residence in her gardens, not applicable.
SKILLS
Abilities: Alaice is ice-aspected to a dangerous degree, and it's an element she has always tried to keep under wraps for fear of heresy and expulsion from the Holy See. As a result, the magic is unpredictable and emerges as a by-product of extreme situations/emotions. Only a select few people know she possesses such an ability. Hobbies: Like all ladies of her standing, Alaice was given a proper education including tutelage in deportment; music, song and dance; needlework and painting — among other gentle pursuits. She has a particular affinity for bird watching and, in the advent of her husband's death, has sunk herself readily into her little business as a baker.
TRAITS
Most positive trait: Alaice possesses a remarkable capacity for trust despite her confinement and husband's abuse. Worst negative trait: Her naïvety. As a woman constricted by the societal expectations of Ishgardian women, Alaice knows scarce little about the world around her — or even Ishgard proper. It is something she is working constantly to undo.
LIKES
Colours: Blue, white, silver, gold and shades of brown. However, given Ishgard's proclivity to the cold, any colour that can break through the sheen of snow is a welcomed addition in her eyes. Smells: Anything floral and/or citrus. These are not necessarily smells she will wear, but remind her of a time before the Calamity when the climate of Ishgard was better suited. She's also partial to vanilla, almond and loves the smell of rain. Textures: Knitted wool and smooth glass (or ice, though she tries not to think too much about it), the gentle prick of pine and the grooves in wood and stone. Drinks: Champagne, white wine and mead. She's also discovering some enjoyment of red wine, stay tuned if she gets more extreme!
OTHER DETAILS
Smokes: Rarely. She smoked recreationally after her parents died, a sort of 'dare' from the other ladies in her company, and took it up in secret as a way to release anxiety in the early days of her marriage — away from the prying eyes of her husband. Alaice quit after becoming pregnant with Alyna and hasn't taken it back up due to associating it with those negative experiences. Drinks: Semi-regularly. Much like smoking, she quit entirely when she got pregnant and tends to only partake as a social nicety. She can acknowledge where she was falling into unhealthy patterns when she was married and tries not to go back to those places. Drugs: Not applicable. Mount Issuance: Not applicable. Alaice was fed on the indoctrination by her husband that is not a lady's place to traverse, but that men should come to her. If she is needed for Firelight Business she will be escorted by their couriers, but she has no vehicle of her own. Been Arrested: No. Being a suspect was traumatic enough. Why would she kill her lord husband?
Tagged by: @eriyu — at least for this one! I'm going to try and do one character per tag. Tagging: @thefreelanceangel, @hythlodaes, @piyopikamika, @sealrock, @thevikingwoman & @yloiseconeillants! If you'd like a chance of being tagged, you can like my permanent interaction call here!
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mixelation · 1 month
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My cat had her canine tooth pulled and the vet let me keep it. What should I do with it?
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TOOTH NECKLACE???????
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crazy-fangirl2524 · 7 days
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Seeing people reacting to tsc and them getting shock over things I thought was obvious and I was getting annoyed until I realised maybe not everyone reread aftg like a million times and have read most of the analytical posts and yeah maybe I am the problem instead
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utilitycaster · 1 month
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26. freebie question, a good while back (before the party split) you mentioned that a possibly interesting ship would be Imogen/FCG. Obviously canon has not gone that direction, but I'd love to hear your thoughts on Imogen and FCG's relationship :D
It is interesting because Imogen hasn't interacted with FCG a ton. I think that friendship sort of fizzled out once FCG started believing in their personhood and particularly after they began building a relationship with the Changebringer. Imogen was not terribly supportive of that (possibly jealous, or possibly just not sure how to engage with it) and so there really hasn't been much.
They are really interesting as parallels, actually, though actually pretty much everyone in the party except for Orym and Chetney fit in this to some degree. Like Imogen (and Fearne), FCG was given particular powers by a megalomaniacal entity, for the purpose of furthering those goals. I think Predathos grants somewhat more agency to loyal Ruidusborn than Aeor entrusted FCG with, though that is to be seen, but there's something very tragic, in my mind, from Imogen's perspective, about how FCG was the tool of a destroyed empire, and so while he still carries those scars and consequences, he actually does have the freedom to be his own person. FCG has to manage a serious chronic condition, essentially, but they don't have missions, and unless some of the wilder theories are right (and they could be, though I have my doubts) the ones who did this to them are long dead. Is this her future? Will she be left with dreams and telepathy even if they defeat Predathos? Will they be the upsides (controllable sorcery powers) or the downsides (nightmares, uncontrollable sorcery powers)? Why did FCG get to just sleep through the hard part and she has to fight her way out?
It really is a fascinating thing about the party: Fearne and FCG were designed to be who they are (though Fearne's upbringing at least was her own). Ashton was partially created in a cult ritual (though it remains unclear if they were the intended recipient or merely the one it happened to stick to). I don't think Imogen was planned a la Fearne, but I do wonder if Predathos or the Weave Mind did specifically target Liliana to ensure her daughter would also be Ruidusborn. While the nature of Laudna's sorcery abilities hasn't come up (and, to be fair, a lot of sorcery abilities in D&D are just like "well that happened to your baby, idk what to tell you") she was used by Delilah for that as well. So much of this party shares this with Imogen and FCG but I think they are the most extreme examples (Fearne is mostly unaffected physically/mentally though obviously learning of her origins is unsettling and upsetting, and Ashton and Laudna's situations mostly hurt them and not as often others, though Laudna's is increasingly a crapshoot) and I think as this became apparent and as they both grew more comfortable with who they were they sort of lost that connection.
They do still share a lot of powers though and I'd love to see them talk again - Laura and Sam always play off each other well, and those earlier interactions where they both tried to read each other's thoughts, or coordinate probing Ashton or Ollie's mind, or the first casting of Shared Dream were all delightful - but they have drifted apart since.
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daddyn3xus · 2 months
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dose calling you baby girl count as degrading cuz that’s what I think every time I see you post.
-Angel
fsgdvhfds no I think baby girl is funny
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starrystevie · 1 year
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“could you have found a bigger teddy bear?!”
for the valentines prompts 🤍
part 1 | part 2 | part 3
"steve? hey babe? little help with the groceries?"
the front door closes with a bang and eddie is rustling around downstairs, cabinets slamming as he puts away the groceries. steve rolls his eyes and winces, waiting one two three seconds until he hears josephine start to cry in her crib.
"fuck," he whispers under his breath, not nearly loud enough for the baby to hear, not like she would be able to comprehend his foul mouth anyway. he scoops her up, bounces her a few times as she settles into his chest, tiny fists curling into his shirt as she wails. steve shushes her gently and runs a hand over her back, presses a kiss to her sweaty head, her featherlight hair tickling his lips.
finally, josephine settles down enough to where she's only letting out these half-hearted whimpers, but the nap she was about to take has been fully thwarted by her obnoxious father in the kitchen. steve sighs and keeps her in his arms, gently walking them downstairs to see eddie busy with the groceries in the pantry.
"steve!" he yells again, clearly not hearing him or his daughter behind him, and the loudness spooks josephine into crying once more. eddie spins around, eyes wide, mouth open, as steve rocks her against his chest yet again. he rolls his eyes at eddie's apologetic face.
"look at the clock," is all steve says, watching as eddie's eyes slip past him and slide over to the clock on the wall behind him.
"it's nap time," eddie whispers, barely loud enough to hear over their daughter's cries.
"it's nap time." steve bounces and shushes her more, walks her into the living room and points out random things, talking to her gently under his breath to lull her back into anything but her piercing screams. yet as he rounds the corner into the dining room, he sees something he definitely didn't expect to see.
"what's that?" he asks, snuffling more kisses to the top of josephine's head as her cries settle once more. eddie comes through the doorway sheepishly and reaches his arms out to cradle their baby to his chest. he pushes a kiss onto her cheek before giving one to steve as well.
"it's a teddy bear!" eddie smiles, so big that steve decides to forgive him for waking up their 8 month old at the blessed quiet hour that is nap time.
"yes, honey i can see that. but why is it in the dining room?"
eddie rolls his eyes as his ringed fingers dance over josephine's back as an extra comfort. "it's for joey. it's her first valentine's and you expect me to not get her something?"
"okay, that's great," steve says, his eyebrows pulling together. "but could you have found a bigger teddy bear? what is she even supposed to do with it?"
the bear, truly, is massive. it's sitting on the floor, tan and fluffy with big paws and eyes, soft and comfortable and cute. steve could see the appeal, honestly he could, but what was an 8 month old supposed to do with a bear that was bigger than both her fathers combined?
eddie smiles and steve both loves and hates this one, because it means mischief. it means steve giving in to his husband's charms and falling even deeper in love with the man that he thought possible. with his free hand, eddie takes the bear and lays it on the ground. with one final kiss to her head, he lays the now calm josephine on the bear's belly and lays down with his own head next to his daughter's.
"you too, baby," eddie says and reaches up his hand for steve.
he'd be lying if he said it isn't the cutest thing he's ever seen, the way his husband is looking at their daughter with softer than soft eyes. the way her grubby little hands ball up in the bear fur. the way she snuffles and rubs at her eyes before letting out a yawn. it's his, all this, family and love and warmth.
steve bends down, presses his nose into eddie's cheek and breathes him in before mirroring him on the bear. "she can grow into it, i guess."
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ofviolentdeath · 1 year
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you also get an izzy baby bc i gotta
Name: Russ
Gender: Masc (he/they)
General Appearance: Whatever feels comfortable at the time, often shirtless
Personality: Chaotic in a reckless, impulsive manner. More like Tru when she's manic but without her mood crash, generally high energy
Special Talents: can shift into a weird mix of wolf/fox, chaos magic, could pull souls, doesn't like the way it feels
Who they like better: Tru
Who they take after more: a good mix of both, but their better traits
Personal Headcanon: He actually gets along better with Lin, Jeannie, and Erika than anything, tries to avoid Triss and Shae as much as possible
Faceclaim: Josh Whitehouse
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tinyfantasminha · 2 years
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I like that you draw grim like the baby he is
never trust anybody that wouldn't treat grim like a baby
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thatswhatsushesaid · 7 months
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JGY, LXC, and NHS for unhinged character bingo!
guess who totally forgot to do this meme!!! anyway here are my answers now (also pinging @wishthefish who asked about lxc too)
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three bingos!!! wahoo
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phoenixyfriend · 7 months
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itachi and karin for the rare pair ask, please! 😙😙
send me the rarest pair you can think of and I'll tell you if I ship it and how I think it can work
Not as such but I could be convinced by the right fic.
If I were doing it myself, I'd probably do an Edo Tensei nonsense thing where Karin and Sasuke bring Itachi back Fully (he was not on board with this but he can't exactly die again after Sasuke wasted so much Rinnegan clarity bringing him back to life), and Karin is tasked with healing up Itachi's lungs because Sasuke's back on his "Konoha can't be trusted" kick (it's a recurring thing) and thus refuses to let Sakura do the work unless she comes to Oto, and Sakura's got too much shit to do for house calls in another country.
Besides, this is more experimental than just doctoral, right? Right. So Karin is better anyway. (Sasuke manages to convince himself of this. Whether or not it's true is up for debate.)
Anyway, Karin's given up on Sasuke because he's apparently Gay and off doing some weird pinball thing where he bumps into Suigetsu and then into Naruto and then into Suigetsu and then into Naruto and eventually they'll sort the triangle out themselves but Karin wants no part in it. As a result, she feels no shame in hitting on the other hot prettyboy in her life, Itachi.
Itachi doesn't know how to feel about this. IDK if he even reciprocates, but he probably lets her wax romantic about Uchiha babies and lets her do genome sequencing to figure out if there's a DNA component to his lung condition that she should keep an eye out for when going through, uh, samples for reproduction.
They end up with a baby even if they don't end up with a romance, I guess?v
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pixlokita · 10 months
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hey pix, whats on your ruin dlc bingo card? (basically your hopes/expectations for ruin dlc). a few ive got is ally chica, nice gregory, and glitchtrapped gregory.
:0 could you imagine ? Glitchtrapped gregory???? That would be actually… really angsty but good =w=; dang…. Uhhhh I want Vanessa to be freed :0c everyone making it out alive and most importantly!!! HELPY!!! I HOPE WE CAN SEE HELPY!!! So badly!!!!! Glamrock Helpy even if he’s a little broken TTwTT
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