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cod-dump · 5 months
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Soap, to Graves: Jesus, could you stop being so fucking annoying >:[
Price: Soap, be nice!
Soap: fuck that, I've had enough of his shit
Nik: ...Johnny...behave yourself...
Soap: ...Sorry, Dad :/
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prjctdiva · 2 years
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lil buddy watching me go on my daily salmon run shift
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violetscacti-art · 8 months
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My newest OC/Sona !
Their name is Vi, they're a big bug and these are all outfits that I own
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But like in that heat in the middle of desert, with such powerful performances, with emotions portrayed and maintaining the crowd and SINGING FUCKING LIVE
They did THAT. SO SO VERY FREAKING PROUD OF THEM, AAAAAA I WAS SO EMOTIONALLLL😭😭😭😭
THEY DID IT. THEY DID ALL OF THAT AND MORE 😭🤧
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wrylu · 2 months
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heeheehoo farmer price (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) ....
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pssssttt... good morning @sleepybluarchimedes...... ;))
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natelia-aldelliz · 1 year
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Some toddler au drawings because I couldn't stop myself
Featuring :
Kyle "the outside world is scary don't you dare put me down or worse, give me to the weird moustache man" Garrick,
Nik- "ahah I'm now both our children's favourite dad" -olai (do we even know his last name?)
Jonathan "😭😭😭" Price
Simon "side foot walking autism representation instead of toe-walking bc I very very rarely see it and it's what I do, also he's just a baby and he breaks my heart and I want to hug him really badly" Riley
John "nice frog, anyway, I think I'm about to jump into this puddle, and I'm not gonna do anything to stop it, even while knowing perfectly well that I am gonna cry about my socks being wet right after" MacTavish
and finally, Gary "do I show the weird moustache man my frog or do I put it in my mouth?" Sanderson.
And none of them have shoes because they all hate them and get rid of them as soon as the adults try to put them on. (Simon didn't, but he started crying silently as soon as they were on so they took them off immediately)
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[ID: A Scum Villain edit of successive phone notifs which read:
(PayPal) You received $10,00,000 USD from Yue Qingyuan
(Messages) Yue Qingyuan: He won't treat you like i do baby
(Whatsapp) Xizhi-Lang: Baby please don't text my cousin back
(Phone) Liu-shidi: missed call (500)
(Messages) Black Lotus: daddy long dick just landed in the human realm baby, End ID]
POV you are Helen of Troy (shen qingqiu)
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gncrezan · 5 months
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AHHHH i am too!!! literally can never find other nepali people about omg :DD
HOROORORAAYYY OH MY GOD!!!! apologies for stalking your blog and then the IF u are writing i migiht get worse now that i get my hands on nepalese-written characters and AN ACTUAL NEPALI CHARACTER I THINK??? (MIN? :") !!!!) anyways have some specific niche nepali comics/sketches that i drew like months ago . it's all nick wiseman/oc stuff (not sure if you have played mind blind?? so sorry that i'm throwing this at you cause im like omg u will understand)
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hope this wasn't too insanely self indulgent of me to throw at you, nick-laila have almost been stolen away from mind blind atp and they're being churned into their own thing LOL
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also glad to know someone will understand the perfect nepali man that i've created all for myself, wherein i project the perfect nepali daughter onto a man. this is #gender. like i do think if a man made selroti from scratch it wouldn't even take 5 minutes i'd be in love. is the bar on the floor? maybe. but good selroti is literally worth everything
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vamossainz55 · 11 months
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yall i was so close to the beak i couldve actually touched it
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cod-dump · 2 months
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Nikpricegraves thoughts, special delivery!
Nik getting more grey in his hair, and neither Price or Graves wants to bring it up, because they don't know how Nik feels about it. They dom't want to make him feel self-conscious.
So they wait. And Nik finally brings it up, very casually (fronting like hell) musing aloud that he might color the grey so people don't think their evac pilot is too old.
And maaaaybe Price and Graves wanted their responses to be a liiiittle more restrained, a little more level-headed. But they weren't.
Price: You are not TOUCHING that silver--
Graves: Like HELL you're--absolutely not!
Price: Anyone lucky enough to have you picking him up has no right to complain about that!
Graves: And it's sexy as hell anyway!
Price: Exactly, you're fuckin gorgeous.
Nik: ... Thank you?
Nik was a very confident man. He was sure of himself, comfortable in his own skin and almost never doubted himself. But seeing the thin stripes of silver in his hair… he wasn’t too confident on it. The reality of him being old was setting in and he wasn’t very happy about it.
Nik never gave the thought of him getting old much thought considering he didn’t think he would get this far, especially not with his constant flirting with death. He never thought about how he would feel about growing grey, and now that it was here, highlighting his temples? Nik felt his heart squeeze, uncertainty making his chest tight.
Worse part was that neither his husband or boyfriend had mentioned anything about the grey, which just added to his uncertainty about it. He’s caught them whispering about it, both immediately cutting themselves off upon noticing him. He’s caught them staring, again no comments about it. Nik knows they had noticed it, of course they did. They notice everything new or different about him, most of the time even before he’s noticed it.
He didn’t like their silence and was choosing to assume the worst. But he kept quiet, just like how they were choosing to stay quiet. The topic of greying hair wouldn’t come up until one night while they ate dinner. He couldn’t help but stare at their own hair, how he would’ve noticed if John had started to grey (surprising he hadn’t by this point). The silver would’ve been noticeable amongst his dark brown hair, within his beard. It would be undeniably attractive.
Phil greying would been less noticeable considering his golden hair. There would’ve needed to be quite a few grey hairs before it was obvious and even then it would blend nicely with the gold strands. It would add to the American’s charm. Both would carry silver has crowns yet… Nik couldn’t determine that about himself. Couldn’t see himself with it, even as it took residence within his hair.
“I think I need to start investing in hair dye.”
The speed in which Phil turned his head to look at him made Nik fear he would break his neck. John just froze mid bite, eyes looking up to stare at him. Nik kept his usual level of smug confidence about him even though he wasn’t feeling anything remotely similar. Phil swallows his food, taking a deep swig of his water before he glares at him.
“Over my dead body.”
Nik blinked in surprise, his facade cracking.
“Nik, my love, if you do that you’d break my heart,” John added, staring intensely at him.
Nik looked between his partners before he cleared his throat, “Right-“
“Nikky, I’m serious,” Phil said firmly, “That silver is so fucking hot and if you dye it I’ll probably cry.”
“I second that,” John said very seriously.
Nik couldn’t help but laugh at their seriousness. Phil stood and walked behind him fingers going into his hair which of course caused Nik to lean back and practically melt. John stood as well and walked over.
“Should’ve known something was up when you hadn’t said anything. Big, bad Nikolai, insecure over some grey hairs.”
Nik huffs, closing his eyes as Phil continued to play with his hair, “I am not insecure.”
“You just said you wanted to dye it.”
Nik huffs, he could hear Phil’s smirk. He mustered up an unamused frown, which was immediately chased away by a well placed kiss from John. Nik was choosing to be annoyed in order to hide how relieved he felt about their approval. The two would probably pry that confession out of him later when it wouldn’t add onto their smugness over his unusual lack of confidence.
“You might want to prepare for when we return from leave, the boys are definitely going to say something when they notice.”
Nik snorts, “If they have a problem with their transport getting grey then they can cry about it.”
“Cry and complain, with bad jokes on the side.”
By the time they returned from leave, Nik would regain his rock solid confidence. And some jokes of his own because what is an old man without his jokes?
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nicki0kaye · 9 months
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you.
@mymblesbuir, you get it
that bitch was so ready to die. it was pure chance he was able to escape, and like. Obviously he does create a plan on the fly, but I think that shit was him moving on instinct. And even then, it was a CRAPSHOOT that the Ghost would catch his escape pod at all.
and there was no plan beyond that.
he barely integrates into the rebellion, is still talking like a bond villain, idk maybe its just how I see him, but the man is not adjusting. Not in how he speaks or carries himself, and that has to be a choice for such a calculating person. I do think there's an aspect of he just can't turn it off, but I also think that he just straight up doesn't know what he'd do if he DID. Like...he has no idea what to do with himself. He is consciously out of place, in part because he never thought he'd get out. I don't know if he still believes he should be out beyond, like, having no choice and also being a genuine asset for the rebellion.
idk, its just something I love to think about, how out of place he is and how conscious he must be of that fact and how much of it is his choice to remain so obviously Imperial-in-Rebel-Clothing. How much does the dissonance bother him? Is he doing it to keep ppl at a distance? Is he playing to ppls expectations or his own? Is he genuinely so focused on work that he doesn't care to loosen up or is he using work as an excuse to avoid having to rebuild outside the strict but known social parameters of the Empire?
is he genuinely comfortable in his own skin, or is it just the skin he's worn for so long, he can't trust what he might find underneath? There's so much more going on, after all. Him 'finding' himself is such a low fuckin priority.
I got to explore that a bit in my 'Meet the In-Laws' Kalluzeb fic for those curious. The context is he's met with his older brother, Tuz, who is giving him flack for covering his tattoos and keeping up a fake accent. Tuz insists it's because Alex was ashamed of his family. Alex goes off;
"I was an Imperial spy who had defected to the Rebellion," Alex hisses. He can hear his own voice going pitchy from stress, from the strain of keeping it lowered and this private conversation private, but he has to explain, or more accurately, he couldn't stop himself from explaining, now, if he tried. It just has to come out. Tuz has no idea what wound he's prodding at– (Would Zeb? No, Alex has never told him, not in so many words. He's never told anyone.) "I was under constant scrutiny after–after nearly two decades of pretending to be a model example of the Empire's–of humanity's superiority, hunting down and snuffing out any descent! Do you know what would have happened if I suddenly dropped that act? Hmm? After switching sides? When everyone around me was scrutinizing my every move, because they either suspected or were out right certain I was some triple agent? Still bowing and scraping for the Emperor behind closed doors? All the grace I'd earned would have gone up in smoke, that's what. Wasted on something as juvenile as ego." Blood now pounding in his ears, Alex starts punctuating each declaration with a rough stab at the table. "They needed to trust me. I needed them to trust me so I could do my job! Yes, I hid my tattoos, because I didn't have time to waste, explaining how I got them and whether they were authentic. I didn't start talking like I used to because it didn't matter, and it would have only distracted from the karking war." He cuts himself off, there. Swallows down around the rest–how isolating it was, how claustrophobic it felt at times, how maddening the contradiction of it was, that he was free and still, voluntarily trapped in his Imperial costume. How he had so many selfish reasons for leaving the Empire and near all of them were set aside for the sake of the Rebellion, and that it ate at him– –that it eats at him still, 8 standard months out and still stuck in his ways, afraid of upsetting the tentative balance he's found with Zeb in their new home. It's choking him slowly, and still he clings to what he knows, falls back on the bad habits and the lies, continues to make excuses for why it just isn't 'the right time' to begin his soul searching, to find who he 'really' is. (When is he going to admit to Garazeb how afraid he is that there's nothing under the costume to find?)
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charlie-rulerofhell · 5 months
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the squad, a white room and cozy furniture
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acmeoop · 8 months
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Deleted John Candy Turkey “Pocahontas” (1995)
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prjctdiva · 6 months
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mexican food will save me
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gesunas · 4 months
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i showed some friends of mine some of the art i post on here (they have never heard of captive prince, or even consume mlm media) and the first thing they commented on was how big & massive damen is, like they were in awe…as it should be
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bumpscosity · 1 year
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If studios dont start casting voice actors to voice act their animated movies I’m gonna go on a fucking rampage
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