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#but ive been changing up my blog
huidol · 2 months
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happy valentines 👍 day
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gobstoppr · 25 days
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UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE
NEW NAME
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transmaskmetaknight -> GOBSTOPPR
wanted a change of pace. the word gobstopper has been bouncing around in my head lately
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whos-hotter-jjba · 24 days
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Can we have a cowboy men poll?
Hell yeah! I was so tempted to add every single sbr character who identifies as male sksjdjhfshsjdhk but that's way too big a mess
Cowboy Showdown
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ronancer4evr · 11 months
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HAPPY PRIDE MONT TO THEM!! 🎉🎊💐💖😜😍
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dailydegurechaff · 11 months
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Might we have a crumb of crazy Tanya? We've had annoyed Tanya, angry Tanya, cute Tanya, confused Tanya, gay Tanya, magic Tanya, idol Tanya, fishmonger Tanya, manga Tanya and salaryman. But not really "Do y'all have visas?" "Target, that big pile o shet!" Tanya.
Really wondering how you would pull of her crazy eyes.
honestly, that thing she does with her eyes is so difficult for me to get looking right ;;
that being said, ill do my best (・v・ゞ hopefully at least one of these is to your satisfaction;;
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the-meme-monarch · 6 months
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i had a whole post typed up on how i hate my dad currently but well maybe that's a little tmi
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jinstronaut · 24 days
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this is also why i stopped using my tracked tag for a while tbh
#and i might do it again bc its just#a reminder that no one rly cares abt what i do / who i am etc#which might sound over dramatic idk how else to describe it tho its just hollow#it feels very much like a Chore and a Task and if i dont reblog things fast enough from my tag#people get very angry and/or upset with me even tho theres just#so much content and i have 0 time so everything gets queued no matter what#like this whole experience feels like a chore lmao#and it never ever used to#but now theres so much animosity if i dont behave / interact with things Properly#or whatever the make believe rules are idk#this dash can just be so negative like have we all truly descended into madness during this hiatus#bc like i get it ive been up and down and all around too but ive never been straight up MEAN to anyone in this community#and i never want to either so this entire situation thats been bubbling for months just feels like shit#bc what the fuck changed and how do we get back to where we were#i never ever ever ever felt this way before like idk the middle of last year#but ever since like last fall its just been idk. Bad#once again im sorry if ive ever done anything to upset anyone but my silence / absence doesnt mean i dont care#ive just been Incredibly busy due to some real life changes that are out of my control#i might not have energy to answer everything but i do Read everything and it does make me smile#and i save messages that are kind in my heart so i can be reminded of the root of what this blog is supposed to be#a space for something im very passionate about and previously had nowhere else to express said passion#so like idk if we all like the same things why does this weird feeling of competition linger over us lmao#why do all ccs have to fight???? each other???? when we all love and do the same things????#i have nothing against anyone personally but what i Do take issue with is the way that ive been doing this since 2021 and im fully just#ignored and shoved aside by so many people for reasons i fully dont know or understand#so yeah idk this is a novel i just woke up from a spontaneous nap bc im so exhausted i can only stay awake for 3 hours at a time#but yeah anyways idk !#be nice its so easy !#tbd
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eggsdrawings · 1 month
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You are my favorite artist ever and possibly my fav tumblr user <3 you have such good taste in like everything ever and I looveee reading ur tags they’re so silly!! NOT TO MENTION UR ART?? HELLO??? STUNNING. ACTUALLY JAW DROPPING. I AM IN LOOOVE LOVE LOVE WITH YOUR ART IT LIKE ACTUALLY CHANGED THE CHEMICALS IN MY BRAIN
WAHHHH THIS IS SO NICE 💗💗😭😭 omg, u flatter me too much! happy u like my posts and all the goofy things i share! thank u so much for the lovely support 🫶🏻 i was in a slump today doodling but ur enthusiasm and kindness fuels me to keep creating!!! i hope u have a truly wonderful day!!
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stargazer-dreamer · 1 year
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Erratum Discussions
character: spike spiegel
reader: gender neutral
content warnings: implied/referenced self-harm. intrusive thoughts. inability to move on (from past relationships)
notes: also on ao3. 1k+ word count. “spike centric” in a way that’s more about spike and less about the reader
Page after page, it’s hard to move on. It’s hard to find out who you are, and what you are, and why you are, and where you are, and—
Spike tries. He tries so hard. Page after page.
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He likes to read, occasionally. It’s no good to train only the body, after all.
Not every bookstore was the same—big or small, cluttered or pristine—but there was something about that particular one, the one that sold them used, located down in the asteroid belt, that he found himself traveling to more often than not, when he found the need for something new.
If he were an honest man, he would wager that it would be more accurate to say that his visitations were for a particular person and not the selection in which they sold. Paperbacks, worn and pre-thumbed, with the corners bent, and notes scribbled in the margins—he had no part in any of that. No; while it was true that Spike enjoyed a good book here and there, he could not possibly work through the text at the rate he was buying them.
He is not an honest man. He would walk in, nonchalant, and browse the selection. After a while, scanning the shelves, he would end up near you; he’d strike up a harmless conversation—“Have you read this one?” “Does this sound interesting to you?” And, well, he couldn’t just leave empty-handed, right? His nightstand became cluttered, and the coffee table grew unusable. The bridge, the workshop, the glove compartment in Swordfish. He bought a bookshelf.
“I get good recommendations when I go there,” he argued, trying to be nonchalant about it when Jet had figured it out.
They were a poor choice of words, Spike realized, when his partner said: “Sure,” with an amused smile playing along his lips; humor and warmth dripping thick in his voice. “Book recommendations. I understand, Spike—that’s your business.”
“No, really,” he suddenly felt like a school-child; the overwhelming urge to defend himself, violently. And it would be a while longer yet for him to fully understand exactly why he was feeling this way, but—“Books. I go there for books, Jet. Books. Why else would I go to a bookstore?”
“Yes, I get it,” Jet still looked at him in a way that pissed him off. “Books.”
Despite the teasing remarks, Spike held firm in his stance. He even believed it himself, for a time. There could not possibly be any other feasible explanation as to why he kept coming back to this specific location, on this small of a settlement, so far out and away from their usual haunts, than the particular selection they held.
Not so soon after his previous relationship. Not when his heart still beated for her. Not when she still appeared in his sweetest dreams. No, this could not be that, especially when he did not know you and you did not know him. Strangers—less than so. You only spoke to him pleasantly because it was your job, and it was his own disillusioned mind that saw it as anything more.
So, he stopped going. He worked through a stack or two of paperbacks, crumpled and tattered. Life resumed as usual.
But he missed chatting with you. After your attention was on him, he would ease the conversation out of the confines of the small store—“Life treating you well?” “You ever worked out your situation?” And the two of you would talk; minutes, sometimes up to an hour, the clock ticking away until the old manager would come out from the backroom and tell you to get back to work. 
There wasn’t much work to do, you had told him, after the manager would hobble back out—probably off to go play solitaire on his outdated computer—and it would be just the two of you, once more. Update the database, tidy up the shop. Foot traffic was slow, most days. You would rather be talking to him, you had said, once, offhand.
Perhaps you were simply indulging him. Maybe he was too friendly. All the more reason to stay away. He didn’t want to appear as a creep. He didn’t want to appear desperate.
Not after her. Not after he couldn’t stay away.
Jet seemed to pick up on the lack of asteroid belt-related trips. Before, Spike would find a multitude of excuses to go. Now, he came up with reasons to avoid it entirely.
“There’s nothing there,” he would say, deliberately avoiding his partner’s eyes. “Not even any good bars—hey, why don’t we hit some bounties? We could use the extra money.”
But that pocket change used to go towards his collection of books. After amenities and necessities, he would spare some for the trip he would inevitably take; paperbacks in the back of his mind and you at the forefront. Always.
It slowly dawned on him that he didn’t have many hobbies, outside of that. He would drink, he would smoke, go out and play pool. He didn’t know if he even liked reading, if he were being completely honest. It was just something that he’d always done, after they taught him how. Something that they said he was good at. A good hobby. Enriching. Enlightening.
She had even appraised his collection, that first night she came over. Spike wondered—if he went back, would that apartment be empty? Those shelves he had spent years filling; text after text, ripped to shreds, left to cover a landfill—or did they preserve it? Collecting dust and bad memories, waiting, and waiting, and waiting.
Waiting for what?
He looked at his room aboard Bebop and found it mostly empty; his closet, his bed. Not much had changed, except the fact that everything had changed. He looked at his bookcase. He wondered if you would praise it, just like she did. Or would you look at it with disgust? Would you scan the titles and recognize every letter—every stain and scuff—and tell him he was a freak? To stay away from you. To never speak to you again.
Spike closed his eyes and stared into the abyss. He came out on the other side and saw only himself. Like looking at a mirror. He wanted to shatter it; to throw it against the wall and watch the splinters crack his reflection—he wanted to grab the shards and watch him tear himself to shreds. Hundreds, thousands of pieces, so broken and battered that no one could ever dream of repairing it ever again. To see his hands wet with it, to hold it tighter, to stop waiting around and finally finish the job himself.
Kicking, and screaming, and dry-heaving, Spike wanted. He wanted—
He didn’t know what he wanted. Perhaps he never did, at all. A man, with his two own eyes, sitting there on the piano bench; sitting, and reading, and waiting, and wanting, and singing—grab a glass because there’s going to be a flood!
Spike knew one thing for sure: he was always good at reading. So, he read. He worked through a stack. Then another. Life resumed like normal. Bullets, and blood, and books, and blue.
He thought of her. He thought of taking her home, to his apartment too big for him, and her looking at his shelves, all in a neat little line, backs against the walls, in every room. With bated breath, he would watch her. He imagined her eyes, wide with disgust and blue, and she’d turn to him and say, “Freak. You’re such a freak.” And that would be that. Finally.
He thought of you. He thought of you and he thought of you and he thought of you and he thought of you and he thought of you and he thought of you and he thought of you and he—
And he wanted.
No, Spike is not an honest man. He never has been. But he likes to read, occasionally. It’s no good to train only the body, after all.
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loveackermannn · 9 months
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i am missing levi so badly, i've been deprived of seeing him on my screen for over a year......
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every-sanji · 1 year
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Woah this little project has been going on for 3 years now! A little crazy that I've managed to keep this thing running but I am nothing if not committed to the bit. Thank you to everyone who has been here since day one and everyone who has followed along more recently in this journey to post every single Sanji! Here's to three more years 🥂
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atthebell · 2 months
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started a long post that i will keep in my drafts that's just every single thing i would fix and why and it might be the catharsis ive needed
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limitverge · 2 months
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rebirth!
#tags contain very light spoilers!!!!!#i've been enjoying it!#currently very busy w classes and such so i haven't had much of an opportunity to progress very far#and ive only had it a handful of days but i can appreciate a lot of what theyre doing :]#of course i am .. very wary when it comes to zack's involvement specifically#i am curious to see where they take his story but i must reiterate time and time again that i. as a zack blog (lol). am very#very very very dependent on and interested in zack's death as a monolith in the narrative#and i do not think i will be changing that soon.. nor do i have much interest in aus in which he survives#(same goes for aerith)#(<- i have metas to write on that)#however.. i am still very early on in the game (still in ch2 -.-)#and i can recognize the need to justify a remake.. esp a remake of something so mythologized and important to#media and culture as the original game was..... ohhh the narrative masterpiece that 1997 is........#so taking this “remake” in such a vastly different direction is nice!#but just to ramble a bit further .. im not a big fan of much of anything contemporary ff..... anything put out from 14-16 i just rlly#havent been able to get into personally.. the methods of story telling and the over reliance on pretty anime graphics#to cover up any weaknesses in character and scenario writing...#and i think thats where the most glaring vices in rebirth have been thus far.. other than the padding for time with fetch quests#(as was in remake)#ok ok my opinions
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texeoghea · 4 months
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oh yeah btw my two new years resolutions are to start making more horny weird art, and also i think i am going to just start posting art on my main blog...? i will still REBLOG it here, and sign it as texeoghea, because thats my brand name ive had since 2016. but i envy artists that i follow who just have one blog they talk on and reblog on and also draw on. so i think ill keep this blog as an archive of art and just invite anyone who's interested in more to come check out my main blog. or stay here if youre just here for pretty things
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I didn’t realize your yakuza blog and your DB blog we’re both you for so long, and when I found out I felt so dumb lmao. Like you’d think I would’ve recognized your art style considering you’re one of my faves in both fandoms but holy shit apparently I’ve got art blindness or something??? I’m so sorry snap I’ve failed you
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visual representation of me on your dash under a new blog name
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erythristicbones · 11 months
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i don't feel like copying what i wrote, so take some screenshots of me having brainworms for the JDK villains again. primarily spurred by me going "hey wouldn't Nisha and Artemis and Apollo make cool rockstars instead"
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#i really need to hurry up and finish organizing my writing blog so i can start posting these there instead#anyways i feel like this finally nails EXACTLY the kind of vibes that i wanted for the Acolytes and Solanace#and tbh.....even if i cant find a way to work JDK's original curse themed plot with these ideas#i feel like it would absolutely be worth changing the stories/motivations for the POV trio to fit this new set of ideas#kinda adds a lot more to the villains as a whole#and also sets it apart from a lot of my other stories that revolve around 'essentially a cult' as an opposing force#if i decide to be the most self indulgent that i possibly could be#i might even consider the idea of making it a story ABOUT Solanace and the acolytes in the POV sense#theyd still obviously be villains but the protags of the story instead of the antags#at which point jonas/lydia/hayes would have to be majorly reworked to then fit into the antagonist roles#could also theoretically work with the idea of jonas AND nisha being POVs#so the reader would be getting insight to the good guys and the villains at the same time#JDK(which STILL needs a better placeholder title) really is a story that ive had to majorly change multiple times#most of my stories i have the general idea + genre settled before anything else#but this one is more character driven#i have two groups of OCs ive thought about in depth and i just havent been able to build the story around them in the right way yet#i think once i can Actually get my brain focused long enough to draw#i wanna doodle more rockstar inspired designs/themes for nisha/artie/apollo#see if the idea continues to tickle the brainworms in such a great way + then have time to make polished refs b4 artfight#bc i really love my overdramatic artsy villains okay. i think they deserve to be extra as fuck ya know?#who doesnt love a villain whose primary goal is to put on a show and THEN to do the evil things?
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