#i hope people like it | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

Visit Blog

Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern design and the best experience.

Fun Fact

Women make up for the other 50% of Tumblr’s audience.

#i hope people like it

enden-agolor · 11 days

Text

i may be quiet for a while but just know i AM thinking of them

#ngl they are my coping mechanism rn 🤪#the story is coming along nicely #i hope people like it #forest deity au #my art

196 notes · View notes

trayy22 · 2 months

Text

Usagi Yuichi design for my au that i am currently working on. I don’t have a name for it yet but I plan on making comic-type styled drawings and posting them here when I get further along with it :D

I don’t know how he’ll come into the story yet but he’s silly so it doesn’t matter rn

This is Yasha’s ex, her name is Nakita. They broke up because while Nakita was working with Big Mama, as she climbed the ranks to being Big Mama’s assistant, Big Mama started influencing her more and more and Nakita started bossing Yasha around. This led to their relationship becoming toxic and Yasha eventually broke it off.

If you dont know who Yasha is this is her ^^

#tmnt #tmnt fanart #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #silly #tmnt au #rottmnt au #AALDNEIWJSISJ I LOVE THEM SO MUCH #IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS ACTUALLY #I HOPE PEOPLE LIKE IT #AJANDND #yasha tmnt #usagi yuichi

120 notes · View notes

munsons-mutiny · 2 years

Text

I drew a thing! Here’s the thing!

Also I’ve never tried to incorporate typography into my art, tips are appreciated! I feel like it looks as if they’re all labeled orym rather than calling out to him.

#first art I’ve ever posted here #i hope people like it #belles hells #orym of the air ashari #orym #Dorian #dorian storm #ashton greymoore #fresh cut grass #fcg critical role #critical role campaign 3 #imogen temult #laudna #chetney pock o'pea #fearne calloway #my art

481 notes · View notes

andiv3r-writing · 6 months

Text

On the top of a ridge overlooking a vast open landscape, two vaguely cat-shaped figures sat.

The lighter-colored being gave a nervous chuckle, then asked, "Sorry, what was that?"

The tortoiseshell turned, the last remnants of the snakelike scales surrounding his yellow slitted eyes melting away to be replaced with russet fur. "I said, 'Well, that spoiled like a pile of crow-food.'" He repeated.

The cream-colored cat nodded. "Ah- yes, yes, it did, rather." He said, glancing away again and toward the two outlines in the distance, growing smaller by the minute.

"Bit of an overreaction if you ask me," the tortoiseshell contemplated aloud as the white-and-cream figure shifted his weight awkwardly from one paw to the other. "First offence and everything. I-" the yellow-eyed being stopped for a moment, then continued slowly, "I can't see what's so bad about hunting a mouse anyway."

"Well it must be bad..." the blue-eyed one began, then trailed off upon realizing he wasn't entirely sure of the other being's name.

"Cobra," the tortoishell said with a nod. He'd only recently chosen that name, but wasn't sure it entirely suited him.

"Cobra," the lighter cat continued after the clarification, "otherwise... you wouldn't have tempted them into it." He glanced away.

Cobra grimaced, replying, "Oh, they just said, 'Get up there and make some trouble.'" He wasn't entirely certain that the earth was, in terms of actual space, technically up from the Dark Forest, but it hadn't exactly gone well for him the last time he attempted to correct a higher authority, and he'd suspected it was wiser not to risk it a second time.

"Well, obviously. You're a Dark Forest warrior." The pale figure said with a sideways glance. "It's what you do."

Cobra decided it would be best to ignore that remark and instead stated, "Not very subtle of StarClan though. Your leader, I mean," he clarified. "Letting the creature run about and telling them not to touch it. I mean, if She really didn't want it to end up eaten, why not put it on top of a high mountain? Or on the moon?" He snorted. After that comment prompted no response from the fluffy being, he murmured, "Makes you wonder what StarClan's Leader's really planning."

"Best not to speculate," the other cat chimed in worriedly. "It's all part of Her plan. It's not for us to understand." With a glance in Cobra's direction, he added, "It's ineffable."

The tortoiseshell scrunched his brows. "Her plan's ineffable?" He asked with a frown.

"Exactly," the fluffier creature said with a flick of his ear. "It is beyond understanding and incapable of being put into words." He said, not noticing the way Cobra appeared to be inspecting him until the tortoiseshell made an observation that caused the pale cat to shrink back a bit.

"Didn't you have a flaming stick?"

"Er..." the lighter cat glanced away nervously.

"You did, it was flaming like anything! What happened to it?"

"Uh..." the pale one seemed incapable of forming anything other than one-syllable utterances, something the calico was beginning to find amusing.

"Lost it already, have you?" He asked with a raised brow.

"Gave it away," the light-colored one said in what was barely louder than a whisper.

"You what?" Cobra asked, yellow eyes widened and a hint of a smile playing on the edges of his mouth.

"I gave it away!" The cream one repeated with agitation. "There are vicious animals. It's going to be cold out there, and she's expecting already, and I said, 'Here you go, flaming stick. Don't thank me. And don't let the sun go down on you here.'" After a moment of watching the figures in the distance, he added worriedly, "I do hope I didn't do the wrong thing..."

The calico frowned. "Oh, you're a StarClan cat. I don't think you can do the wrong thing."

The paler cat's shoulders slumped with relief. "Oh- oh, thank you. It's been bothering me," he sighed, eyes suddenly darting to the figures in the distance, one with a flaming stick held in his jaw which he appeared to be threatening a wolf with.

"I've been worrying, too." Cobra said as he stared into the distance as the scene unfolded. "What if I did the right thing, with the whole 'catch the mouse business'? A Dark Forest warrior can get into a lot of trouble for doing the right thing..." he trailed off, glancing at the cream cat and stretching out a pair of dark wings from his body, wings which appeared to be made from pure shadow. As he did so, one of the cats in the distance stabbed the wolf through the throat with the flaming stick. The cream cat winced. "It'd be funny if we both got it wrong, eh?" The calico asked with a small smile. "If I did the good thing and you did the bad one."

They both chuckled, but the pale cat's laugh quickly turned and he pinned his ears back, quickly saying, "No! It wouldn't be funny at all!"

"Well..." Cobra murmured, looking away again. Suddenly, he felt a droplet of water hit the fur on his muzzle. As he began to look up, the cream cat sprouted wings made from starlight and stretched one above the darker one's head. They both sat in silence and stared at the figures in the distance growing ever smaller.

-------------------------------------------------

#andiv3r writes #wc!omens #writing #good omens #good omens au #warrior cats au #(from here on out the tags are me rambling n shit btw)#OHHHH THAT TOOK SO LONG #GODDDDDD #i hope people like it #ohhhhhh my god #oh my god #im freaking out #please like it please

37 notes · View notes

void-luna · 8 months

Text

my basic bitch cheese cake recipe for the Moshang Events milk zine.

I intentionally do not add flour or whipping cream or nothing, this recipe has worked with lactose free cream cheese for those who are lactose intolerant.

I will say it's a very dense cheese cake.

---

I FORGOT TO SPECIFY BROWN SUGAR IS PREFERABLE FOR THE CRUMBLE BASE (half white half brown could also work honestly it's all to preference)

#svsss #shang qinghua #mobei jun #moshang #my art #art #moshang events #recipes #maybe the little moshang chibis be made into stickers later #I hope people like it

45 notes · View notes

adventure-waffles · 19 days

Text

The Ghost of Carp Tower

Chapter one of my fic focusing on Jin Ling and ghost Wei Wuxian is up!

🐤 Estimate 6-7 chapters

🐤 Fluff, Hurt, and Comfort

🐤 Baby Jin Ling

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55046188/chapters/139554016

#mxtx #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #jin ling #wei wuxian #jiang cheng #I'm actually really excited about this one #i hope people like it

14 notes · View notes

zimbits-my-love · 10 months

Text

people are puppets held together with string

there’s a beautiful sadness that runs through him…

time and again boys are raised to be men

impatient they start, fearful they end

oh, he could not break surface tension

he looked in the wrong place for redemption…

he couldn’t be saved

a sadness runs through him

a sadness runs through him - the hoosiers

#SAD YOUNGER JACK VIBES AND FEELINGS #idk if I did the lyrics thing right but who cares!!#this song really gives me younger jack vibes #so I had to draw something #I hope people like it #my art #omgcp #jack zimmermann #omgcp fanart #tw pills #tw medication #tw jacks overdose #tw drugs

47 notes · View notes

lace4forest · 5 months

Text

Kingdom Hearts Cross Ties

I'm going to make a little Animated Kingdom Hearts series called "Kingdom Hearts Cross Ties"

It will follow a Trio of Friends trying to navigate through the era before and around the Keyblade War. I'll be using Daybreak town as my main setting and Union X was the art style.

I learned how to Animate PNG's, and NOW I'M MAKING IT EVERYONES PROBLEM-

This is our Main Trio!

From left to right, Bumble, Phas and Rainer

They are a party together and they are all from the Leopardus Union.

I did make a height chart of the rest of the cast, but I'll be posting that later when I have set in stone voice actors.

Yes this entire series will be voice acted!

Send me some Questions, (Either Comments or something) and I'll do a QNA! :D

#kingdom hearts cross ties #kingdom hearts union x #kingdom hearts #This series will be fully animated and voiced #I have a story written #its gonna be so fun #I hope people like it #it'll be losted on my youtube “LaceForest”

11 notes · View notes

baronessblixen · 2 years

Note

Prompt to you or anyone if it takes their fancy (no obligation but thought I’d put out there): Jealous Mulder when a guy pursues Scully, either ex-flame or someone they come across during their work. Would like the other guy to be nice, smart and confident - sorry don’t want older father figure or mentally unstable like XF often had with Scully’s suitors. No interest on scully’s part (msr all the way!) but perhaps some misunderstanding. Not asking for much and ofc creatively take own path 😂🙏🏼

Some jealousy angst but like anon said: MSR all the way. Wc: 2188. Tagging @today-in-fic

Sometimes You Lose, And Sometimes You Win

He knows that he shouldn’t, but he wants to take Scully’s hand and drag her away from here. From him.

Patrick.

The man is taller than him, has a winning smile and is, like Scully herself, a medical doctor. It’s a wonder that there aren’t women swarming him, trying to catch his attention. He’s what people would call a catch. Even Mulder can see it.

He half excepts the nearby police officers to faint when Dr. Patrick Donaghue runs a hand through his thick chestnut hair. He’s long had the suspicion that Scully likes dark hair in a man. Or maybe that’s just wishful thinking on his part. Either way, he shouldn’t be seething here, and that guy shouldn’t be flirting. This, after all, is a crime scene and all three of them should be focusing on work.

The other man, however, can’t hear his thoughts or read his expression. He shouldn’t know anything about him but Patrick – please call me Paddy – is of Irish descent and a Catholic to boot. He and Scully have been sharing church stories like candy between them, giggling every once in a while. Mulder can’t even be sure the other man is aware that he’s here, too. So far he only has eyes for Scully. His partner, bless her, nods at the right moments, and a moment ago, even laughed. Okay, he will admit it: Dr. Paddy is funny. Mulder has to bite his lip to stop himself from laughing along with them.

“Mulder? Did you hear a word I just said?” Scully asks him, observing him with her big, wide eyes he loves so much. Eyes Dr. Paddy complimented a moment ago. He is sure Scully isn’t referring to that, though.

“I, um-”

“I hope we’re not boring you,” Patrick says and his voice sounds smooth. There’s a smile on his face and not even a hint of malice. Mulder wants to hate him, but the guy is making it difficult. Very, very difficult. “I don’t get to talk medicine very often. Dana here probably doesn’t either.” The smile he gives her makes Mulder want to punch his perfect jaw.

“No,” he says in a clipped tone. “Dana can do whatever she wants.” It comes out harsher than he intended.

“Well, thank you, Mulder,” Scully says and rolls her eyes, which makes Patrick chuckle. He deflates as he watches Scully and Patrick work side by side, throwing medical jargon around like ping-pong balls. He could throw a curve ball in, but this is a game he doesn’t know how to play. No matter what this is between them, Mulder feels like he’s already lost.

“I’m just gonna,” Mulder starts and it takes a moment for Patrick and Scully to end their own little conversation. Their heads come up in unison. Mulder’s heart crumbles. He has no right to feel left out, to feel jealous of this exchange between Scully and someone they’re working with. But the way they look at him with similar expressions and the way their shoulders touch working side by side makes him swallow hard.

“I’m gonna be over there,” he finishes, arbitrarily pointing into the distance.

“Don’t go too far,” Scully says, putting on new latex gloves. “We might need your expertise.”

Mulder nods, but he doubts that they do.

He was right. They didn’t need him. He felt like an outside, downright like an intruder here at the crime scene, while Scully and the good doctor did all the work. All he could do was watch. He’s lost all interest in the case – it’s in the police’s hands now, he and Scully no longer needed. Just like Dr. Patrick Donaghue, who isn’t quite ready to say goodbye to them just yet.

“How about we catch something to eat?”

“As long as it’s not fish,” Scully says and the two of them laugh, Mulder watching on, wondering what he missed.

“Just an inside joke between Dana and me,” Patrick says, squeezing Mulder’s shoulder as if they were friends and not strangers who met a couple of hours ago. Mulder tries to catch Scully’s eyes but she’s avoiding him. Well, fuck. And now he has to go have dinner with them, probably having to watch them flirt and fall in love right in front of his eyes.

He knows he’s moping as they make their way to a diner that Patrick swears is cozy and serves the best burgers he’s ever eaten. He can’t know that Scully loves burgers, can he? The two make easy conversation and both try to include Mulder in them, but he’s hurt, unable to hide his misguided jealousy, and replies in grunts and one-syllable answers.

The diner is just as Patrick described it. But the cozy atmosphere and the soft cushions on the chairs don’t put Mulder at ease at all. Quite the opposite. Scully keeps leaning into Patrick’s space, smiling so much that he wonders how her cheeks aren’t hurting yet. Mulder wants to make her smile like this. He wants to make her laugh and look at him like she’s looking at Patrick right now. Or at the burger she’s about to devour.

“What do you think?” Patrick asks. “Did I promise too much?” Both men watch Scully as she picks up the burger with precision and bites into it, her eyes rolling back, and a moan escaping from between her lips. Mulder’s cock twitches and judging from the look on Dr. Paddy’s face, something’s happening in his nether regions too.

“You were right,” Scully says. “This is so good. Mulder, you need to try it.”

He grumbles, but picks up his own burger. As does Patrick. The other man’s is bigger, Mulder realizes. He bites into his burger and for a second forgets to hate on the guy, because it really is that good.

“Wow,” he says in between bites.

“Told you so,” Patrick says, chuckling. “I found this place about a year ago, but I don’t bring just anyone here. It’s a special place.” He looks at Scully, his expression softening. Mulder can relate. His own eyes go to Scully’s face and he almost chokes on a piece of his burger because she is looking right back at him. He averts his eyes and pretends to focus on chewing his food.

“Thank you for trusting us, Patrick,” Scully says and the guy beams at her.

For Scully’s sake Mulder tries to join into their conversation. There’s laughter and ease and then, Patrick does the unthinkable while telling them a story about his childhood dog named Skippy: he puts his hand on Scully’s. Even worse, she doesn’t pull hers away.

Now Mulder knows he’s lost.

He should have known. After Ed Jerse, after everything. He should have known that one day someone would step into their lives and whisk her away. In many ways he’s glad it’s Patrick. Having been sitting here for over two hours, after having seem them together at work, he knows he’s a good guy. As much as he hates to admit it. He and Scully will probably adopt a dog or two, move to the suburbs and she will become Dr. Dana Donghue, just someone Mulder once knew.

“Mulder, are you okay?” She asks him quietly when the waitress brings over the bill.

“I’m fine,” he says, borrowing her own line. She knows exactly what it means. She observes him, obviously trying to figure out what he’s not saying. “I’m okay,” he says, nodding at her with a sad smile.

“My treat.” Patrick voice cuts into their silent argument and their heads snap up to look at him. “It’s the least I can do,” he adds with a shy smile.

Mulder opens his mouth to protest, but Patrick puts a hand on his arm. “Please,” he says. “Let me.” If only this guy wasn’t so damn nice. But Mulder decides to let it go. After all, he might have to share his partner with this man from now on.

“Dana,” Patrick says, turning to Scully, who’s about to put on her coat. “Can I talk to you for a moment? If you don’t mind giving us a moment, Mulder.” The other man’s eyes plead with him. Mulder checks with Scully, hopes that she’ll give him a sign that he should intervene. She doesn’t. Scully is a woman who can handle herself. And Patrick is a good guy. He’s a doctor, for fuck’s sake. Bill Jr. will be so happy to get Patrick as his brother-in-law. Mulder realizes he’s still staring at them both.

“I’ll be outside,” he says, looking at Scully. Before he leaves, he nods at Patrick.

He watches the scene from outside the diner, the cold biting into his skin, just as the exchange behind the window bites into his soul. Scully’s and Patrick’s heads are close together. The other man runs a hand through his hair again. Must be a move that works. A smile appears on Scully’s face and it breaks Mulder’s heart. This is it.

Any second now, she’ll join Mulder out here, with Patrick in tow. Maybe they will let him know that they’ve decided to go see a movie, just the two of them. And all this time he could have said something. He could have told Scully how he feels so many times. Each time he chickened out. He convinced himself he didn’t want to risk their friendship. He can’t lose her as his partner. Except now he might lose her anyway. To Dr. Paddy. They walk towards the exit, side by side and Mulder puts on what he hopes is a neutral face.

“Ready to go home?” He asks Scully once they step outside. She stands close to him, her arm brushing his.

“I am,” she says. “Thank you for dinner, Patrick.”

“No, thank you for the wonderful day.” Oh, Dr. Paddy’s got it bad. Mulder can’t blame him, shares the other man’s feelings, but right now he wishes he’d just disappear.

“I hope we run into each other again,” Scully says, extending her hand. Patrick looks at it for a moment, before he takes it. He gives her another winning smile while Mulder watches on. Maybe Scully is trying to spare his feelings out here in the crisp autumn air.

“I hope so, too. Bye, Patrick.”

“Bye, Dana. Mulder.” He nods at Mulder and he returns it, albeit feeling confused. He waits until Patrick is out of their sight before he turns to Scully.

“Let’s go,” she says. “It’s cold.”

“Let’s go?” Mulder parrots. “What was that?”

“What was what? Mulder, I’m cold.”

“You and Dr. Paddy. ‘I hope we run into each other again’.”

“Well, he was nice.”

“Yes, exactly.” There’s something he’s missing here. Scully stares at him, hugging her middle. “I thought – he asked you out, didn’t he?”

“He did,” Scully says.

“Then what… why did you say that?”

“He asked me out, but that doesn’t mean I said yes. Can we please leave? I forgot my gloves.” Without thinking, Mulder takes her small hands into his bigger ones and blows on them. Her fingers are ice-cold. He rubs her hands between his, his eyes returning to her face.

“Why didn’t you say yes? He’s a great guy.”

“Do you want to go on a date with him?” Scully asks him. “You do seem rather interested in him.”

“No, I- I thought you were.”

“What gave you that idea?” Genuine surprise crosses her face.

“All day you- I saw you flirting. I thought you and him… I thought there was something there.”

“There was,” she says and Mulder’s grasp on her hands tightens. “On his part. I’m not interested in him.”

“But he’s good-looking, funny, and a doctor. Your family would love him.”

“They might, but I don’t. Mulder, what is this about?”

He hasn’t missed his chance. It’s standing right here in front of him and all he has to do is to take it. He could be wrong about this. Wouldn’t be the first time today. But he takes a deep breath and hopes that this time he’s right.

“I didn’t want him to ask you out,” he admits.

“Why not? You just said he’s a great guy.”

“He is. That’s why I- you know, I never know how to say this. Or how to ask you. There’s always work and last time I tried taking you on a date there was a serial killer.”

“Last time you tried taking me on a date?” She asks, her eyes widening.

“Forget it,” he says, not wanting to remind her of Donnie Pfaster. “What I’m saying is that I’m not good at this.” Scully huffs and gives him a smile. Her eyes remain on his, waiting for him to say it. Maybe she does want it. Maybe it doesn’t matter how perfect Dr. Paddy is.

“Would you- I don’t know how Patrick did it and I’m probably not as original, or as funny, but would you go on a date with me, Scully? One day?”

“Yes,” she says with the most beautiful smile he’s ever seen.

They’re going on a date.

Soon.

#two days in a row #this was fun to write #i hope people like it #msr #xf fanfic #my writing #my fic

110 notes · View notes

gothamcityneedsme · 1 year

Link

UPDATE IS UP. CHAPTER 24 AND CHAPTER 22 ARE BOTH NEW. 20K+ WORD UPDATE. BYE

HAPPY HOMESTUCK DAY. IM TIRED.

#shitpost #fic: time displacement #GOD ITS FINALLY OUT OF MY CHAPTER 22 HAS LEFT MY BODY THANK GOD #also i really am happy with chapter 24 tbh. its sweet. ok #i hope people like it

21 notes · View notes

science-lings · 8 months

Text

after almost 100 screenshots from totk accounting for about 30 color palette prompts, I am about 3/5 done collecting reference images! now onto taking them directly from the cutscenes, wish me luck!

of course, I'm still taking suggestions so if you have specific screenshots or scenes you like the colors of, just send them over to me or just tell me what they are and I'll see if I can add them!

#this one is a lot bigger than the botw one just FYI #i have exactly the amount of reference images right now as I did when I finished the botw one #and im not even close to done #and this time im also making the palette shapes look less boring #like for each theme theres going to be a corresponding shape type on the final color schemes image if that makes sense #this is still like... stage one of making this thing #i hope people like it #totk #tears of the kingdom

8 notes · View notes

losertwink · 21 days

Text

sometimes i love being neurodivergent because then my brain explodes and i have the urge and motivation to overanalyze two of my hyperfixations and somehow mish-mash them together into an awful meld of autism

#this is me trying to say i’m cooking something up #it’ll be awhile i have to analyze a whole album through a different lens #i hope people like it #because it might be TOO niche….#whatever it’s fine :3 #it’s all about what makes YOU happy #anyway #adahzrd #autism #hyperfixation

3 notes · View notes

Last Seen Blogs

haert308

wth-heather

that's rough buddy

u6siita

UROSHI_TAB

eon-dream

Life is Better with Pets

romanticstrawberii

ryan!!