#doing this BWAT??? | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

ororosmunroe · 2 years

Text

Geumhoo loves Beom so much 🥹

I cannot believe that series is already almost over like bruh??? Wtf???? I need 100 chapters AT LEAST. And that’s not including side stories.

#why are you #doing this BWAT???#beomgeum #taming the tiger #eyes clouded by the tiger

21 notes · View notes

f0rgetf0rgetting · 1 year

Text

old art style practice with wxs kaito (feat gakupo and miku)

also art inspired in the art style of the anime gankutsuou uhhh

#BWAT DO YOU MEAN I NEVER POSTED THESE IN HERE!?!?!?!?!!!!#that’s crazy…………….:;;………….#vocaloid #kaito #project sekai #prsk #pjsk #wxs #wonderlands x showtime #wxs kaito #kaito wxs #miku #miku wxs #gakupo #technically my unit design for him???????(? im not tagging that however

27 notes · View notes

ecoamerica · 2 months

Text

youtube

Watch the American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 now: https://youtu.be/bWiW4Rp8vF0?feature=shared

The American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 broadcast recording is now available on ecoAmerica's YouTube channel for viewers to be inspired by active climate leaders. Watch to find out which finalist received the $50,000 grand prize! Hosted by Vanessa Hauc and featuring Bill McKibben and Katharine Hayhoe!

16K notes · View notes

dabidagoose · 11 months

Text

Wii music is fucking. Hard

#dont talk to me im doing gamer shot #pitch perfect? fucking pitch. nerf it #idk #im not gonna be able to bwat a high schooler from a middle schooler

2 notes · View notes

quackurucho · 1 year

Text

HE CALLED HIM SLIME SHUTU UPPPPPP

#WAS THAT A HABIT THING OR??? BWAT THE FUCK #DONT DO TBIS TO ME

2 notes · View notes

mxthtea · 2 years

Text

low soice tolerance i just like being in pain and spicy food is reallt good at doing that

#bugz ramblez #each time #i eat i hope someone bwats me to the fround #who wants to do that

0 notes

crazyunsexycool · 5 months

Note

I have a lot of thoughts lately.. 🤦🏻‍♀️

But just imagine Lottie getting the hiccups for the first time! 🥹 or trying to scold or intimidate someone (not really a thing, but she tries anyways)

Ok but this is so cute.

She gets hiccups the first time and she fully freaks out. She grabs her sides and panics when she hiccups again.

“Mama!” She shrieks and you have to do everything possible to calm her down. The. You have her try all the home remedies to get rid of them.

Warning for the next part: someone cursing at Charlotte, also this got out of hand lol

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Now imagine she sees an agent being mean to a recruit. That is absolutely unacceptable in Charlotte’s eyes. She stomps her way through the lawn where this particular agent is berating the recruit. This recruit had only been at the compound for a week and she was still learning her way around.

“No be mean.” Lottie says when she stops in front of them. She sported a scowl, her arms crossed over her chest and her hip cocked out.

“Why don’t you shut up you brat.”

“Am not bwat. You bad.”

“Be nice.”

The agent took a deep breath but his face was red with rage. He had the nerve to turn and bend down to get in Lottie’s face. She didn’t back down though and she got in his face right back.

“Get the fuck out of my face you little maggot.”

“Leave her alone. She’s a kid.” The recruit tried to get in between the agent and Lottie but was pushed hard enough to fall to the ground.

“Am. Not. Maggot.” Lottie stomps her foot over his and he yells. “You just a meanie.”

“I think it’s time you get a lesson on staying out of people’s business.”

Lottie smirks at the agent and looks over his shoulder.

“Yeah, how exactly do you plan on teaching her a lesson.” Bucky’s voice held certain hardness to it.

“Si-sir I uh I was just-I.”

Bucky’s metal hand wraps around the agent’s throat and he pulls the man close enough the he can feel Bucky’s breath against his cheek.

“You even think about hurting my girl and no one would ever find you.”

The agent swallows thickly, his face completely drained of color.

“Director Fury and Captain Rogers are waiting for you. You should know they’re especially fond of Charlotte so say goodbye to this job.” Bucky drops him and he gets escorted into the building.

Meanwhile Lottie was checking on the recruit. “You kay?”

“Yes, I am. Thank you.”

“Mama can gibe bandaid and sticker. C’mon.” Lottie holds her hands out and the recruit looks over at Bucky.

“Go ahead and make sure that scrape gets cleaned out. Captain Rogers will also want to speak with you but don’t worry, you aren’t in trouble.”

“Thank you sir.”

Lottie walks the recruit back toward the building. As they make their way down the hallways the agent that had been screaming at the recruit was being escorted into another room. Lottie’s scowl was back and she gave him the best glare she could.

Steve, who had been walking behind the jerk that had dared scream at his best girl, stopped and went down on one knee.

“Hey sweetheart, I heard you were really brave.”

“Yeah. He was being-“ Lottie looks around and stage whispers. “A bitch.”

Steve stifled a laugh. “Well you did a good job. Next time you find mama, daddy or me ok?”

“Not kay.” She scowls at Steve who isn’t intimidated at all. “Mama say habe to help if someone need it.”

“You are very right. Go talk to mama.”

“Bye steebie.”

This would become a common thing at the compound. Eventually though people would be truly intimidated by her but for now it was cute seeing her march up to who she thought was being mean and her trying to set them right.

#you’ve got mail 💌#val answers #my little love ask #my little love extra

26 notes · View notes

ecoamerica · 1 month

Text

youtube

Watch the 2024 American Climate Leadership Awards for High School Students now: https://youtu.be/5C-bb9PoRLc

The recording is now available on ecoAmerica's YouTube channel for viewers to be inspired by student climate leaders! Join Aishah-Nyeta Brown & Jerome Foster II and be inspired by student climate leaders as we recognize the High School Student finalists. Watch now to find out which student received the $25,000 grand prize and top recognition!

16K notes · View notes

phantomdoofer · 7 months

Text

Lap 2

Peppino picked his way quietly through the dark room. Every nerve jangled like a string of bells. Just a little-a more, Peppino. You've-a got to be getting close-a to the top! He was terrified, but he refused to let Pizzaface destroy his pizzeria. It was all he had left.

He clutched his head. All this stress is-a giving me headaches! In fact, he'd even gotten a few nosebleeds on the way up. At least the thought they were nosebleeds - they were the right color, but they were oddly thick. That-a can't be good. Is-a this place doing something to me?

He creeped through the shadows. Considering how threatening the Tower had seemed, it had been surprisingly empty. Very few inhabitants, every door open. Half the lights were off. He'd just strolled in and made his way through. It-a feels... abandoned. Every path had looked like a bulldozer had been through it. Every inhabitant he'd seen had run away and hidden, clearly terrified. Here on the fourth floor, though, there had been more. Those creepy clones had been everywhere, infesting the place like roaches. He whimpered at the memory of them. Hopping-a around like frogs that look-a like me! He'd run them down, of course - he had no choice. It was them or him. But he'd wanted to scream the entire time.

He crossed through another open gate, this one with a caricature of his face on it. That's-a not ominous at all... wait, what-a the hell is this? On the other side was a run-down parody of his pizzeria. All over the walls were scribbles and drawings of his face, and his name. Peppino, Peppino. I'm Peppino. On the wall was a grotesquely accurate drawing of himself.

It took everything he had not to turn and run right out of the Tower.

Suddenly the door slammed shut behind him. He shrieked and leapt forward, landing in a crouch. On the wall behind him was some sort of creature. Another-a clone! But this-a one's bigger and nastier! It dropped to the floor, dripping and oozing. It struggled to stand - it looked like it was having trouble staying together. It finally stood, well over seven feet tall. It wobbled and wiggled, like jelly. No, dough. It's-a made of dough. It's expression was terrifying - the look of rage was clear even through the distorted features. It shook and quivered, then roared at him.

"GIB UT BUG!"

It lunged, trying to grab him. He leapt away, desperately trying to avoid it's hands. He spun and ran, but found he was trapped in the room with it. Il cielo mi aiuti, I have-a to fight it! He ran back at it, trying to knock it down, but it leapt away, latching onto the ceiling. Then it launched itself at him again, the impact knocking him to the ground. He quickly rolled away and back to his feet, then took a swing at it. Its goopy body just twisted out of the way. It wrapped an arm around him and threw him into the wall. He gasped as all the air left his lungs. It's like-a it knows what I'm going-a to do! He kicked off of the wall, looking for any way to escape. I-a can't beat it! It's-a too strong! No windows, no other doors, the barred one's gate looked solid and unbreakable, even at full speed. What-a do I do? WHAT-A DO I DO??

Suddenly its arm wrapped around him again, this time around his head. He couldn't breathe. It lifted him off the ground, held him up to its face. He struggled, but it was hopeless. I'm-a dead this time.

As he faded out, it burbled something. "Aim slurry..."

~~~~

He woke up surrounded by fluid. His ears bubbled. He looked around blearily. What-a... where-a am I? Some-a sort of... glass tube?

He heard a noise to his right, and turned. There was a glass tube beside his, and out of it fell...me?

The other him groaned and picked himself up. "Ah, meno male, it worked." He wiped his face and brushed fluid from his clothes. He shook himself, then turned to face the other tube. He walked over, and put a hand on the glass.

"Bwat... is... habbenig?" He burbled. His voice sounded strange, even in the fluid. Like-a that monster's voice. Oh-a no...

The other Peppino looked sad. "I'm-a sorry. You don't-a have much time, so let me explain. I'm-a the real Peppino. You're a copy, made-a by Pizzahead."

"No!" he yelled. "I'be he rule Bebimo! I cabe ear do zabe ma beesareah!"

The other shook his head. "Yes, I-a did. When I got to the fourth floor, that big-a clone knocked me out. But Pizzahead wanted to torture me more, so he put me in-a that failing body, and copied just enough of me into-a my body to make it run through the Tower again, so I could watch while I fell apart. He told-a me so. He knew it would-a drive me crazy. It almost-a worked. It took everything I had to stay-a sane til you got there." He looked up. "Think about it. Do-a you remember anything about before? Mama, Papa, Gustavo, any of them? How-a you even started the pizzeria? Where Papa is?"

Nothing. There was nothing.

He shook in horror. Who are those-a people? What is he-a talking about? Of course I... I... he shook harder. What... was before?

He reached his arms up and grasped his head. His hands sank into his head, terrifying him more. "Dur's nodding dere. Nodding! Who...? Am I...?" He sobbed. Peppino watched from outside, looking both angry and sad. "What... habben... me... now?"

Peppino shook his head again. "I'm-a sorry. There's-a nothing else I can do. I barely-a figured out how to get this thing to swap my brain back in time. I wish I could-a do more for you. Give-a you a chance."

He twitched. His body was coming apart. His thoughts were unraveling. "I... I..."

"I'll-a get him for this. For you, too," Peppino said. "That's-a all I can do for you." Peppino leaned his forehead on the glass.

He reached the melting remains of his hand out and touched the glass. I...

~~~~

Peppino watched as the clone dissolved into a cloud of goo. He seethed. A few more hours, and that would have been me. Even if he was just a sad copy of me, he didn't deserve that. Suddenly his anger burst, backed by fear and hate, and he turned to the machine, punching and kicking it to pieces, shattering the glass and metal. He screamed his defiance, his grief, his rage for the whole tower to hear. He'd been angry before, but now he burned with deadly fury. Row after row of tubes broke as he worked to destroy everything he saw. His knuckles were bloody and shredded by the time he was done, but it was irreparably destroyed. No more clones for you, you bastardo. He stalked out of the room, his eyes wild. Maybe he'd have spared him before, but this had been the last straw. I'm coming for you, Pizzahead. I'll break you if it's the last thing I do.

#my stuff #pizza tower #pizzatower #peppino spaghetti #peppino #pizza tower fanfic #peppino pizza tower #fake peppino #pt #pizzaposting #spooky story #existential dread

11 notes · View notes

fandomregression · 2 years

Note

Love these fics/moodboards! Could you do hunter regressing to like 1 and having a meltdown and dadrius and raine take care of him? They gotta give him a bottle cuz the boy cried so much he made himself sick (I’m a sucker for dadrius and super young regressor hunter)

//omg yesssss and btw i tried to write this like hunter had joined the CATs before hollow mind and so darius and raine are just like. gimme adoption papers. now. also this really got away from me i meant for it to be Short

Darius and Raine watched for Hunter to get off the ship. Word had come back that the mission had been a failure, and while they knew Hunter did this on purpose, it didn't mean that the boy's conditioning was gone and he wouldn't feel bad. They saw him slip off the ship behind some scouts, thinking he hid well despite the gold ensemble giving him away.

"Honestly! How difficult is it to get those blasted kids into covens!?" Kikimora fussed when she spotted him. Hunter flinched, and she continued to light into him.

"I get it!" Hunter finally shouted when he couldn’t take the scolding anymore. Tears formed in his eyes, threatening to spill over. He couldn't cry in front of Kikimora. He couldn't be weak in front of her. She'd tell Belos. "I did bad! Thanks, butthead..." He tried to stomp away, wiping at his eyes frantically.

"What did you just call me, brat!?"

"Butthead!" Hunter whipped around as he shouted, and his tears slipped down his face. He must have looked pathetic. He could feel himself slipping farther and farther out of his big kid persona, and he didn’t know how much longer he could feign adulthood.

"Alright, we'll take it from here, Kiki."

Darius laid a hand on Hunter's shoulder, and Hunter wanted to turn around and hug him, let his tears out, whatever he could do to get comfort. But, he couldn't that yet.

"Maybe you can talk some sense into him..." Kikimora huffed and walked away with her head held high. Hunter stuck his tongue out at her behind her back.

"Alright, alright, little prince. How about we go relax for a while?" Darius suggested, and Hunter finally turned around to get his hug. He clung to Darius's front and lifted up on his feet, a signal to the coven head to lift him up. Darius snickered and did as the boy wanted, but not without some gentle teasing. "Maybe you really are a brat, hm?"

“Not a bwat,” Hunter fussed. He wrapped his arms around Darius’s neck and pouted before finally noticing Raine. “Baine!” he squealed, reaching his hands out in front of himself and squeezing the air.

Raine snickered and waved at him. “Someone’s feeling a bit better now, huh?” they said, and Hunter just giggled.

“Come on, you two, let’s get inside,” Darius said as he lead the way. The three made their way to Hunter’s room, and Darius set the boy down on his bed despite his whining and sad grips for him. “Hang on, hang on. Do you really want to stay in your uniform all night?”

Hunter shook his head, and Darius just hummed as he dug through the closet for Hunter’s pajamas. Raine took a seat beside Hunter, placing a comforting hand behind his back. Hunter switched his weight to curl up beside them, and he stuck his thumb in his mouth. “Tired, Hunter?” they asked as they rubbed his back.

Hunter nodded and yawned around his thumb. “Scawy’a try not to hurt m’fwiends…” he mumbled. His eyes still swam in unshed tears, and it was hard not to just scoop him up and hug him as tight as possible. But, Raine knew he needed light contact, and he needed big displays like that to be initiated by him. So, they stayed as gentle as possible.

“I’m sure it was scary. But you did good,” Raine said. They pushed his hair out of his face and smoothed it behind his ear. Hunter wrinkled his nose and dipped his nose into the crook of Raine’s arm, earning him a coo from the bard.

“Here, little prince, let’s get you changed.” Darius tossed the pjs onto Hunter’s bed, and Raine had to let him go. They helped get Hunter’s cloak off, as well as the harder bits of his uniform, until the boy just sat in his undershirt and pants. “Arms up,” Darius said. Hunter tossed his arms up, and Darius tugged off his undershirt, replacing it with his pajama top. “Alright, lay down.”

Hunter whined, but he did as he was told. Darius changed his pants out for pj shorts, and now the boy was fully changed and much more comfortable. “Ug?” Hunter asked, and Darius couldn’t refuse that adorable face. He wrapped his arms around the boy, and Hunter giggled as he wrapped his arms and legs around the coven head. “Cawy!”

“You asked for that, Darius,” Raine said with a snicker.

“Yeah, yeah…” Darius waved them off, flopping down on the bed with Hunter. “Kid, I don’t think I can carry you around the castle right now. Everyone’s still awake,” he said, leaning back to meet Hunter’s eyes. He knew how much the kid liked being carried, and how much he liked the way Darius bounced him, spun around with him, and showed him all the pretty stars and flowers from the balcony. But, since everyone had just returned to the castle, there was far too much traffic for Darius to risk everyone seeing Hunter so vulnerable.

Of course, Hunter didn’t understand this. His eyes watered heavier than before, and the tears threatened to spill. His lip quivered, and his ears drooped, and both adults knew what was coming. Hunter let out a wail before they could prepare, and the two had to jump into action.

“Hey, hey, nonono, it’s okay, Hunter!” Raine took his hand, but Hunter yanked it away and only cried harder.

“Hunter, shhhh, someone’s going to hear you!” Darius always tried his best not to fuss when Hunter was like this, but he didn’t know how else to get him to listen.

“Wan- wan- wanna be-e-eeee carried!” Hunter cried loudly. He buried his face in Darius’s chest and sobbed loudly, and both witches were at a loss. They couldn’t risk it, but at this point it was almost as dangerous to let him cry his feelings out. Then, Raine got an idea.

“Where are you going, Songbird?” Darius hissed. He didn’t want to be left alone with the crying kid!

“I’ll be right back!” was all Raine said, and they disappeared.

Hunter let out a pitiful whine, and he looked toward the door. “B-Baine…?”

“They’ll be right back, little prince.” Darius petted his hair like he always saw Raine do, but that only seemed to give Hunter a second wind. “Shit…”

“I’m back!” Raine shut the door as gently as possible, and they plopped back down on the bed. “Hunter, you wanna come here?” Hunter looked at them through red, tired eyes and nodded. He crawled off Darius and collapsed against Raine’s side, and the bard produced a bottle from behind their back. “Here, kiddo, let’s see if this helps you settle down…”

They offered the bottle to Hunter, pressing the nib to his lips, and Hunter eagerly accepted it. He latched on and snuggled closer to Raine, his eyes falling shut as he finally calmed down. Both coven heads sighed in relief.

“Quick thinking, Songbird,” Darius said with a chuckle. Raine blushed and kept their eyes on Hunter.

“W-well we had to do something. He was going to cry himself sick if we didn’t…”

“Just take the compliment.”

Hunter sighed, and he wiggled himself closer to Raine, resting his head against their chest. He was far too cute for his own good, they both thought, but neither would admit it.

#fandom agere #age regression #sfw agere #toh agere #agere hunter #🖍writing

70 notes · View notes

azalea-writes · 1 year

Note

sheesh bwat of luck to you! and please don't put so much pressure on yourself to get through them, you can only do so much 😭🤍

~ ness ♡

TYSMM! I really needed somebody to keep me in check before I start writing at 3 AM again, my eyes hurt 😭🫶

#LOVE YOU /p

3 notes · View notes

askart · 2 years

Note

art? art art arty art? how do you feel about romance movies? :o

Cause everytime we touch i get this feeling and eveyritme we kiss i swear i could fly cant you feel my heart bwat fast i want this to last

#art campopiano #ask #forecast-rain #I think if figuredout how to me the sprites not small sorry if this is too big

4 notes · View notes

sweetheartvalle · 8 months

Text

BWAT DO YOU MEAN SPOTLIGHT IS FIRST UP

0 notes

tokio-motel · 9 months

Note

UGH FINE

here😒 have a bite

BWAT THAT LOOSWVJSF MJBSD SO GOOD JESUS FUCK

HOW DO YOU ALWAYS GET THE GOOD FOOD THAT'S NOT FAIR?

im hungry now ☹️

#my bae

1 note · View note

shslpunkartist99 · 11 months

Note

So is there anybody else who you want Beat-Z to have an interest in aside from Buster lol?

Uhhhhh fuck--

A funny thing I unintentionally do with Bwat-Z is that I have him close with 1-2 other people, but it's never in a romantic sense. It's always been bff or brother/family. I'll give him a romantic partner in a few, but ALWAYS he had someone where they treated each other as equals, going above and beyond

That being said, I've never thought of Beat-Z being interesting in anyone. All I had was he's Naomi's best friend, and trying to become Kurai's friend

#Beat-Z

1 note · View note

kanophane · 1 year

Text

Just had a long ass dream about a boy with a comatose older sister who he's trying to save the older sister can only vaguely hint at what he can do through ghost like communicatiob but the boy went and finds the person who did this and bwats the shit ouf of him and torments him and also this takes place in Latin American and the boy is very explicitly "not homophobic"

0 notes

italeean · 2 years

Note

aww looks like the lwittle bwat needs to be taught a lesson.. how about some coochie coochie cooos on your adorable feet?

AAAAAAAAHHH N-NO I DON'T!! P-PROBABLY YOU DO >////////<

And I'm NOT a brat btw 😾 You two are, not me!!

#parliamo un po' (let's talk a bit)#cursive anon #cute kaeri <333

1 note · View note

youmustinteract · 3 years

Text

oh yeah

later today i'm taking peety in, does anybody have tips for taking care of elderly dogs?

#poor little man got bwat up again today #i dont have any things for him. but i'll figure it out nd make do 😞

0 notes