Tumgik
#oops this is ridiculous
knightinink · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
“Again, with the horn?”
I was thinking about this & something tells me if Fizz used the horn every morning, Ozzie would eventually get used to it & sleep through it. It still works on Ozzie because the horn isn’t the only thing Fizz uses to wake him.
He has various things.
All of them extremely obnoxious, but unapologetically & fittingly Fizz.
563 notes · View notes
cocksley-and-catapult · 3 months
Note
the asks you get on here are absolutely fucking deranged and im glad you have a sense of humor about it and dont let it turn you into the joker
Tumblr media
46 notes · View notes
honeyvenommusic · 1 month
Text
❗️NEWGLASSANIMALSGLASSANIMALSGLASSANIMALSGLASSANIMALSGLASSANIMALSGLASSAN-
#glass animals#honestly i wore out dreamland sm my brain took a lonnng break from expecting anything from them?? idk i’m just huh????#like….. when i say wore out#i cannot describe how much i listened to it#i usually have some vague idea even if it’s a ridiculous number#like 52 times in a month for an album or something (has happened)#i cannot recall w this#gonna say bc 2020 & they were Literally the last band i saw live. next morning everyone found out about everything annd lockdown. no joke#so it was big dreamland time when it dropped and revisiting their past albums when i broke out of its spell lmao#(pretty sure before that like january was when i listened to déjà vu 100+ times in a row tho so oop. it was a tough day lol)#anyway seeing this aww man. i really have had this band with me for a long long time. 🥹 i remember hearing gooey on the radio one night#driving home from work late @ night in 2014. the drive was so short i couldn’t be arsed to fish out my ipod & plug it in#sometimes so just popped on a good station i had preset. started the car and heard this *voice* and i was like who????#had to check the station bc it was an alt station and i thought i had it on another one which was fine i was just v confused#it was in the middle of the song & i was immediately anxious to know the name hoping i’d hear it & it wouldn't just flow into the next song#then the dj would pile the names together after x number of songs played bc i was tiired (but woulda stayed in the car ngl). got lucky &#ran inside to find it then yelled at my roommate the next day that she HAD to listen to it during a smoke session after work#(i was right & it blew her miiind)#god. what a fucking time. what a fucking band. idk what the disc horse is surrounding them now since they blew up via tiktok#i’m sure people are v quick to say they’re overrated bc of that but idk & i’m glad i don’t know. they’ll always be this#highly inventive incredible band i stumbled upon for the perfect night drive home after a long long shift#a band that came back from a Horrible accident that should have ended 1 of their lives & somehow didn’t & should have ended them#as a band (like still cannot believe Joe was drumming in 2020 & i saw it with my own eyes like how tf???!?)#a band deserving of all of its successes. glass animals forever
15 notes · View notes
stabbyfoxandrew · 7 months
Note
FINALLY i'd love some mafia restaurant!!! neil really is the worst server and i love that for him :)
WIP Wednesday (10/4) | Mafia Front Restaurant AU
When Neil reenters the kitchen, he finds his associates each with a plate of spaghetti. Kevin on his stool with his leg crossed and his plate balanced on it. Jean is leaned up against the counter with his. There’s a third plate beside him and he gestures at it with his fork.
“Made you a plate.”
“Thanks,” Neil says as he picks it up. He goes to lean on the wall opposite of Jean. After a moment, Neil sighs.
“What’s the matter?” Kevin asks, giving him a look.
“Andrew Minyard called me a lousy waiter, to my face.” Neil says. “Or rather, to my back.”
Jean laughs. “Well, he’s right.”
“I thought I was doing a decent job,” Neil says. 
“Decent job? You keep rushing back in here and hiding.” Jean points out. “We have to remind you to do anything.”
Neil glares at him, but there’s no heat behind his eyes. “Yeah, you’re right. I suck. Maybe Kevin should’ve served. I could’ve played taste tester and resident princess.”
“You can be a princess if you like,” Kevin says with a shrug. “I’m queen.”
“Oh thank you, your majesty.” Neil does a curtsy with his plate held out in his hand.
<- previous | first | next->
28 notes · View notes
raspberryrot · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
new year new mta !! (click for hq)
17 notes · View notes
diathadevil · 2 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Day 1 - Sunset
HEY Fakiru Week has started! Worked on it for +7 hours and it’s finally complete! (with only 10 minutes to spare before midnight 😂).
The neurons have been activated as I made them have a romantic date
(Edit: I FORGOT TO ADD HER FRECKLES it’s fixed now!!)
371 notes · View notes
crystallinerage · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
I absolutely love the ":/" expressions that these two do a lot
18 notes · View notes
Text
my favorite part about the new(ish) popular narrative about the suffragists is that we are supposed to pretend like the suffrage movement was entirely run by like 5 women so that people who know absolutely nothing about the suffrage movement can act shocked when people push back against blanket characterization of the movement as racist. you have the systematic erasure of working class and racialized suffragists from popular memory to serve a deliberately anti-feminist narrative. and then i also feel the need to say that no, it is not accurate either to state that well white suffragists were racist because, no, they were all not.
161 notes · View notes
shima-draws · 1 year
Text
SCREAMING the Egg Moon arc is so ridiculous. How did it take them three whole ass episodes to figure out that the Egg Moon wasn’t “malfunctioning” and stuck in front of the sun indefinitely because to cause an endless eclipse it would have to be rotating with the Earth. Therefore moving. Therefore immediately discrediting Eggman’s bullshit “Oh there must be something wrong with it :(“ claim. How was Sonic the ONLY person to figure it out when he has a genius for a best friend (points to Tails) and when there’s legit scientists and astronomers on Earth? NOBODY questioned the logistics of an endless eclipse?? Not even the people in that job field that would KNOW the Egg Moon would have to be constantly moving and calculating properly to block out the sun 24/7?? Everyone just accepted that Eggman was suddenly a Good Boy™️ and had their best interests in mind? Because of COURSE the evil genius who’s been causing violence and mayhem this whole time can be trusted. Okay. ALRIGHT,
58 notes · View notes
alwaysneedyforsir · 23 days
Text
back to bad habits (staying absurdly late at practice)
7 notes · View notes
spherekuriboh · 8 months
Text
'you dont have any hobbies outside of media consumption lol' has this really specific like-- i don't know. it feels like a very ungenerous way to frame an audience, even though to be an audience member is to consume the media. i dunno. i think that that's an unhealthy way to frame your relationship to anything anyone else made? which is most things. like i dont think you've tainted the generative quality of knitting if youre listening to a podcast in the meantime...? i'm trying to pin down why exactly the idea makes me feel slimy. first of all its from tiktok which is already (wrings my hand) but like. "what do you do if you aren't reading watching playing or listening" has a very odd tilt i can't quite wrap my hands around.
16 notes · View notes
velvetjune · 2 months
Text
Already making up an entire Alan Wake 3 game with Alice’s perspective going to the dark place guiding Alan and others out of it with her art, and a subplot where Barry (most important character ever) comes back to Bright Falls from influence of the Blessed cult
7 notes · View notes
zerodaryls · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
Spikey || Killer Klowns From Outer Space
Originally hand-drawn in crayon, scanned and refined digitally.
I also added this artwork to my RedBubble!
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
mug || pin || shirt || sticker || mask || hat || see all merch
9 notes · View notes
greyias · 5 months
Text
I just about had a heart attack pulling up Ari's save files, and realizing almost everything prior to the end game content was gone.
(Thank god most of it was backed up to Backblaze. Although I do seem to be missing most of the Iron Throne stuff and anything past the Lorrokan fight up until Cazador's palace 🥺)
10 notes · View notes
div-divington · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Federal Bureau of Control
--> The Maintenance Sector
8 notes · View notes
stevespookington · 2 years
Text
eddie was in the sandbox when the chicken finds him. it coasted down from who knows where and landed next to him with a small cluck. he was oh so small, but the chicken wasnt much bigger, full grown but not full sized. being all of two or so he went "fluffy!" the chicken sniffed, if chickens could sniff, and stated that her name is primrose. shes a cautious thing, a voice of wisdom. one that eddie needs with his wild energy. but also very, as eddie said, fluffy. perfect for warm hugs and an afternoon nap. and oh how eddie needs that comfort far too soon. as far too soon his home is gone and hes moves to hawkins...
steve never had much comfort, his parents never were the... best. he never knew a day without smaug though, maybe that was a part of his parents distance? they saw steve as the perfect solution, a bandaid to their failing marriage. and well, people didnt see snake daemons as perfect. but it didnt matter to steve, he had a friend and a confidant. someone he could whisper secrets to. someone who would hold those secrets tight and guard them. and who also whispered back, stories and tales, a loyal friend in the night.
eddie felt small in hawkins. people laughed at primrose and they laughed at him too. she would curl up on his chest at night and cluck soothingly. he was smaller than everyone else and primrose told him that it was alright, everyone went at their own speed and chickens always protected their own. they would fight desperately, but it was always okay to run back to the safety of the coop. eddie felt loved when primrose preened his hair, felt that it was okay to be different.
steve always had a snake curled around his left wrist, smaug watched lazily as he took notes and curled up on the bench as he played basketball. his friends used to ask how he got stuck with a snake, why he let it cling to him. but he didn't cling, smaug anchored him. kept him afloat all those years. held him close and how steve needed to be held close. a constant presence, a little unusual and definitely not the norm. but he didnt care.
eddie got even more dumbass comments about having a chicken daemon in high school. eddie the coward, always running. eddie and his chicken, the perfect pair. regardless, eddie loved his chicken as it snuggled close and kept him warm. a constant reminder that he wasnt alone.
steve heard dustin go on and on about his fast talking dm and his dramatics and flair. how he would set something up and lure them in. and steve could tell that dustin loved this guy, another important figure in his life, and how that stung at first. but also... steve knew he wasnt at school anymore... and anyone looking out for his twerps was a good thing. even if it was eddie and his chicken.
eddie rolled his eyes as dustin kept talking about steve this and that. how he was picking him up after the session. how he helped study, even if it was just by providing a quiet space and support. how he helped lucas practice basketball before tryouts. ugh. but it wasnt until dustin rattled off another story about how steve could be such a mother hen that eddies annoyance turned to curiosity. he always had thought that steves snake had been kind of metal.
steve sees eddie in the boathouse, eating cereal and holding some out to his daemon. primrose nestled tight, almost as if she was weighing eddie down and keeping him anchored.
eddie watches steve drive, his snake curled tight around his wrist. a constant pressure, holding steve together even though eddie can see cracks.
they watch each other and see a reflection of themselves. 
their daemons look at each other and see home.
92 notes · View notes