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missm0rgue · 2 days
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Sssoooooooo..........................manyyyyy...................Gerard drawing.......ideasssss...............
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addsalwayssick · 23 hours
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Marauders Night At the Museum Au part 1
Remus pressed his lips into a line a quirked his eyebrow. James, on the other hand, smiled. “Thank you, sir.” James said, patting his back.
“You start tonight. There are rules in the cabinet.” Albus said, waving them out of his office door for the night.
Albus soon packed up, leaving both Remus and James behind in the sunset.
Remus pulled out a book, starting to read. “You’re so boring. We should be exploring.” James sighed, spinning around in a spinny chair.
Remus rolled his eyes. The sunset drew to a close, as a curtain of darkness fell upon them. James, now sleeping in a chair, only awoke when Remus screamed. Now, James was expecting a robber, or a burglar or something. What he was not expecting was a skeleton dog trying to get behind the circular desk that James and Remus were sat at. James was wide awake now. “Holy crap! What do we do?” James yelps.
“Get the rules!” Remus says, his voice rushed.
James tries to open the cabinet Albus said it would be in, failing to. “It’s locked!” James said.
“Try again!” Remus shouted.
“I can’t!”
They heard a piercing whistle throughout the museum, and everything stopped. A man wearing tight pants, and a complicated top came out. The skeleton dog rushed to him, sitting by his side. “What are we doing chasing the new night guards?” He asked the dog. The man was gorgeous. With his long dark hair, eyes silver yet warm, and a smile radiating through the cold air of the museum.
Remus thought he was beautiful. Remus had never thought of anyone like that. “Who are you?” Remus said, coming to his senses.
“I am Prince Sirius Orion Black the lll of France. Well, previously I suppose. It is…2024, non? Well I was disowned in 1775, so I suppose that’s that. I was killed in 1780, though, so it didn’t matter.” He said, his black hair swishing elegantly, despite his sad story.
“Are you alone?” Remus asked carefully, his mind swimming with questions. “Are you real?”
Sirius laughed. “No, i’m not alone. I have my brother Regulus. He got disowned and guillotined in the same day. He technically died before me. Only by a month, though. And no, i’m not real. I’m made of wax.”
“Where is Regulus?” James found himself clearing his throat and asking.
“Well he got sent out for enjoying men’s company and guillotined for having no desire to be a woman, so most likely changing. They’re awful here, they put him in a corset every day. He changes, every night though.” Sirius told them.
Remus and James’s mouths dropped. At the stunned silence, Sirius groans. “Please don’t tell me you don’t like the fact we prefer men over ladies. Ladies are lovely, I just don’t like them. The last night guards were like that and-“
“You like men too?” Remus chokes out.
Sirius nods carefully. Remus gets up out of his seat, patting Sirius in the back. “I’m sorry that happened to you. I promise James and I don’t care. I’m bisexual and James is Pan”
Sirius furrows his eyebrows. “You speak two languages? As do I. What does that have to do with anything. And James is a pan? He doesn’t look like one.”
Remus laughs. “I like men and woman. James likes everyone.”
Sirius frowns. “Oh. That’s nice. So what am I called?”
“You just like men, right?” Remus asks, taking him to the seats. The dog follows. Sirius nods. “Then you’re gay, probably.”
“Gay? As in happy? Well, I suppose I am happy with men.” Sirius thinks aloud.
Remus laughs, brushing his hair out of his face.
James, on the other hand, is nearly banging his head against the desk. He truly didn’t think life could get any crazier after his boyfriend of 2 years broke up with him, kicking him out, with no job. But of course, wax statues, skeleton dogs, animals, and is that a talking statue of George Washington? are coming alive. James was not having the best time. He was happy his best friend, Remus, finally met someone (even if it was a wax statue) and thought that was awesome, except for the fact they were talking wax statues that are now alive. Wasn’t Remus supposed to be the logical one?
But then again, all his logic apparently flew away when a man walked down the stairs with James’s clothes on. James coughed. “Those are my clothes.”
The man turned to him and frowned. “Hm. Sorry. Yours must have been the locker I nestled into. I have to steal these clothes you see, because apparently committing so called treason and getting executed isn’t enough for me to be put in men’s clothes.”
“Oh, no! It’s totally okay, just a bit of a shock. Considering it had my name on the back and things.” James choked.
James had walked in wearing a spider-man t-shirt, black jeans, and a letterman jacket from high school that said ‘Potter 03’ on it. He had to change into his uniform, so the clothes went into the locker.
It seemed wrong that someone as elegant as this man before him was wearing something so casual. He looked as if he belonged in a painting.
He smiled. “Thank you then.”
“Are you Regulus?” James asks, fascinated by this new man.
Regulus nods. “I suppose Sirius had told you our entire life story?” James nods. “Thought so.” When James looked confused, Regulus sighs. “He tells everyone.”
i haven’t posted any writing in literally forever so have this unfinished scrap xx
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magicalmyths · 2 hours
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not alright because polites was there.
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amberluvsbugs · 5 months
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It's ok, Cassie. I played the Ruin DLC and Cassie seriously needs a hug.
Process is down below
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crystalmagpie447 · 1 month
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the colors have been coloring lately holymoly
drew @spadillelicious 's moon fromm her love death and rollerskates au
aw yea
GOCHECKOUT THE FIC ITS AWESOME RGHEJIHUFYE
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1-marigold-1 · 3 months
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When your best friend is a bilblically accurate angel
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They are all in the same situation guys (Yes I headcannon Pix as a watcher, since the Empires x Hermitcraft crossover hghgh)
They are three stages of one expierience
Mumbo: confused, shocked, kinda uncomfortable when around Grian in his full form, starts getting used to it
Impulse: Used to it
Sloy: Literally. Doesn't care. "You're a watcher? Cool."
Also this meme
That's the vibes I get from them
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Ngl "My best friend is a biblically accurate angel" sounds like a good movie/book title
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grupheetie · 1 month
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hello tumblr... first post.. wowie... i really really love objects... ^_^..
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antsyandpantsy · 3 months
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hi guys hi guys here's my first huskerdust week drawings, the prompt was sunrise/shadow!!!
i make them kiss like dolls
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nerdpoe · 10 months
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Just A Small Morsel, Please Sir AU AKA Constantine Would Like to Disappear Please
Batman is about to go toe to toe with another god, and he needs armor that will prevent another "lost in the time stream" incident.
So he consults JLD.
The decide that if he has a piece of a really, really powerful entity, then that entity's powers should think that they're protecting the entity and in turn, protect Bruce.
So Constantine draws a summoning circle, and is bullied into making an actual good offering to the being the circle is supposed to summon. They include a note; it's written in an old, ancient language, but with JLD working together they figure out roughly what it says; something about requesting a piece of the most powerful being's belongings to grant them protection.
Thus, the ritual begins! The lights dim; cold green fog emanates from the summoning circle, the feeling of dread almost overwhelms the lessor experienced.
And then in the middle of John's chant, the ritual is forcibly stopped from the other side.
The offerings remain.
A single note floats down on top of the pile.
'I'm uh...flattered? But like, it's kinda weird to ask for someone's hair. Gonna have to turn this one down, sorry. No kinkshaming, though! I also won't tell anyone else what that kink is, Constantine, don't worry; I got ur back. Anyways stop the creepy hitting on me.
Danny'
Apparently, JLD had not correctly translated the language.
It's direct Translation, once they had that key provided to them by Danny, which once they got that they were able to figure out that one key letter was not what they thought, was more along the lines of;
'Oh Great High King, We Request A Small Parcel, A Small Snippet, Of Your Luxurious Hair. Just For A Little Bit. We Need To Use It For Personal Reasons. Just A Small Morsel. Thank You For Being Pretty. And Amazing. We Just Want A Small Piece. That Is All We Need. It Does Not Take Much. We Are Very Eager. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please.'
Needless to say, multiple heroes have to stop Constantine from trying to throw himself out of an airlock.
@simplestoryteller
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suntails · 11 months
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governance
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evelyn-art-05 · 8 months
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OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
SUPER MOON‼️
(look at the star picture at full brightness in a dark room btw. trust me)
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ozonegrrrl · 1 month
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letting out 8 years of pain ,,,, i don't think AJ has ever seen her cry before 😭😭😭
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akechisu1 · 1 year
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modulett · 11 days
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Face touch face touch face touch face touch
Is it gay to use your blindness as an excuse to keep touching your homie's face?
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arcane-gold · 7 months
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been having the worst week imaginable so i drew my kids to cheer myself up
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wawataka · 2 months
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bones making it their mission to make the worst quality images known to man so i made it my mission to fix that @ofsunhillow
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