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nerdy-hyperfixations · 2 months
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Again. Self indulgent 😅
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golden--doodler · 6 months
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I don't know why I decided to finish this piece randomly now, but I actually finished my Bob and Linda as Flynn Rider and Rapunzel from Tangled piece!
Their relationship and that song (oh my god, that song) makes me believe in love every time, so I really, really wanted to do it justice. I really went crazy with the lighting/shading/filters/other miscellaneous effects. I also used this as an opportunity to practice lineart again! I love lineless art, but I honestly kind of missed doing lineart.
I'll consider this a gift for @jimmypesto for being a part of the Boblin fan club ^^
If you want to keep this in the canon of the show, perhaps this can be considered their Halloween costumes? 👀
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lazywriter-artist · 2 months
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He wants you 🫵
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Insert some joke about corpse starch
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bonetrousledbones · 1 year
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whenever i try to draw alphys its like im walking a very fine line between her and sonic the hedgehog. turns out trying to base her on a very spiky lizard does not help
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lethalhoopla · 2 years
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always want more chance to have Casual Intimacy Moments with romances in bioware games,,,
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WAIT THAT’S WHERE THE CHAPTER ENDS????????
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Clamp please. That’s very mean.
Ok time to very carefully not think about this until next time.
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crossdressingdeath · 7 months
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I HIGHLY recommend going back to a save from before talking to Ketheric and then proceeding to do a walkaround of the tower before hand (the two areas off the one with the hobgoblin) because it changes the dialogue immensely when you DO go forward with talking to Ketheric
Specically, go through the kitchen and beyond
...I don't know if I. have. a save before talking to Ketheric (assuming you mean for the first time when he lets you kill the goblins). At least not one that's practical to use, that was a while ago.
...Unless... I think my save for Astarion's little confession of Actual Feelings was before I first talked to Ketheric? Maybe. I'll have to double check. Through the kitchen and beyond, huh. I'll do that!
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everyothermouse · 1 year
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Happy new year :D
[2021] [2020] [2019] [2018]
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mysticcomfort · 1 year
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Skrunkle Moot, HYPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, Friendo moot and r u like ok! 💜
Brb crying in the corner
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gaysebastianvael · 1 year
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Yes Royce and Fenris are both trans men. Yes they have biological children. Magic is real, don't worry about it
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kristsune · 2 years
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There were some excellent channel points songs for Fall Guys, including a bonus for the Avocado Bastard, for being an absolute champion.
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art by erebusodora, screenshots by me
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bibibitchery · 1 year
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this account isn’t for your entertainment, it’s for me to have my psychotic episode on
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theblackberrygirl · 2 years
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can everyone just shhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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mxzenpai · 1 year
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Idia Shroud x Reader
His and Theirs
Idia knows that Ramshackle doesn’t have the ability for you to have a computer…you wouldn’t mind the set up being in his room…right?
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Idia bites his lip as he stares at the set up in front of him. Did he choose the wrong color for the theme? He could have sworn this was your favorite aesthetic when it comes to this sort of thing. Then again, he really only had how you decorate in your co-ops to go off of. Maybe the games didn’t have the aesthetics you actually like? He looks around his room, seeing the mess that was all over the place shoved into a corner to make room for your desk.
Would you even like this? I mean, you like to play with him, but you never expressed wanting a computer. Hades it feels like he built his stats wrong and he’s about to get one-shot by the final boss. Idia’s hair flicks as he continues to stare at the set up. No no, that monitor needs to be a little higher. He moves to adjust the swing arm of the right monitor to raise it a bit more. Once done he looks at the other two monitors. Three monitors is enough for you right? You don’t need a lot since you aren’t going to be programing or anything… maybe he should have gotten another? Or he can quickly set up a hologram to go abo-
“You’re doing it again.” Idia whirls around to spot Ortho place the cat paw pillow Idia got you onto the chair of your set up. “I’m sure they’ll love it, they love anything you do.” Ortho smiles up at Idia.
“This is like- final boss territory Ortho, I gotta make sure everything is right. It’s like doing a blind playthrough without looking at a strategy guide!” Ortho giggles at Idia’s ramble before quickly leaving the room. Idia turns back to the set up. Should he have gotten some figures? You don’t know a lot of shows though…No! This was dumb! He’s just going to get rid of all of it and you’ll never know!
“Oh wow that’s so cool!” Idia lets out a screech as he whips around to see you standing there. A surprise encounter and he has NOTHING to help him with this! Idia silently watches as you look at the set up, eyes widening upon looking at the rig inside the case. “If this is the here equivalent to the RTX 3090 color me impressed.” Idia pauses.
“You…know computers?” You turn, nodding to Idia enthusiastically.
“Yeah! I played games all the time back in my world, even built my own rig. Things are different here though so I haven’t tried it. Not like I had the money to anyways, but still. Who’s this for? Ortho?” He watches as you take a look at the pc through the glass again before shifting his eyes away.
“For you.” You’re quick to turn, eyes widening in delight.
“For me? Oh hell yeah!” You turn on the pc in quick succession before turning on the monitor. You turn back to Idia. “You gonna sit?” Idia blinks, hair burning a tad brighter before he goes to grab his chair. You roll your eyes, yanking him down into your chair before plopping yourself onto his lap. Idia’s hair turns a bright pink.
“I- wha- but I don’t- you- chair- two of-“ You cover his mouth with your hand.
“Shhhhhhhh…I have a new toy and I must play with it. As the builder of said toy you must watch…aka help me with this part in this game that I’m stuck on.” Idia wraps his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.
“Which game?” Idia watches as you change the wallpaper to one of your favorite characters.
“The one that you let me make a save file for a few days ago. I’m gonna have to use your account to finish the game, might start a new save on my account after I finish though.” Idia nods, his hair going back to blue except for the tips.
You give Idia a kiss on the cheek and his hair lights up again. “Nah but seriously, I appreciate the gesture. I was really missing being able to sit at a pc and play games. Playing with you using your handhelds is fine and all, but I miss the keyboard.” Idia tightens his hold around your waste.
“Almost thought I got the wrong items for the fight.” You let out a laugh.
“Oh come on, you and I both know I’m not a boss. I’m the love interest.” You give a wink before turning back to the pc to boot up the game.
Yeah…you are the love interest, and Idia wouldn’t have it any other way.
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lou-struck · 9 months
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Kei Tsukishima x reader College AU!
Prompt: study date +🍩
~Studying with Tsukki is hardcore, he always know just what to do to keep you motivated
WC: 2k
~This is one of the requested prompts for My Emoticon Expression’s Event; check out the masterlist on my welcome page
“You’re wrong; try it again.” Your boyfriend curtly says as he peers down at the study guide you have worked on for the last three hours. At times like this, you are thankful the two of you booked a private study room in the university’s library because you have not been watching your volume in the slightest. 
“Are you sure?” You sigh exasperatedly. “I really thought this one was gonna be right.”
“Well, it’s not; you need to go back and check your work.” He replies, sliding the paper back over to you; it is completely covered in angry red pen marks from his corrections. It’s a bit discouraging, but you know he is only being hard on you because he knows how badly you want to pass this class.
His features soften as he looks at you apologetically. “you’ve got this, just take your time and break down the problem into parts.”
“I’m just tired; my brain feels like it’s not working.” you sigh, rubbing your temples. “Maybe I should just accept that I’m going to fail and skip the other stages of grief.”
“Not going to happen,” he laughs, using his taped fingers to give your forehead a fick. It doesn’t hurt at all, but you and your dramatic self flinch and whine “Owww” just to get a rise out of him.
“Oh really?” he asks, looking down at you through his glasses, “if that hurts, just imagine how you will feel when you miss out on that internship you have been wanting due to your grades.”
You freeze; you have heard about the internship he had mentioned since freshman year of college. Not only is it a paid internship, but if you were to take it, you would get credit for about four classes that you need to graduate. If you miss out on this, you will probably regret it for the rest of your student life. “Why did you have to bring that up? Now I’m stressed, tired, and hungry.”
He looks at you with amusement; teasing you is one of the highlights of his day. “You’re hungry?”
You cross your arms over your stomach for effect, “Starved, haven’t you heard my stomach growling?”
“Over your whining?” he teases, raising a brow.
“I-it’s not funny,” you stammer, “this is a real predicament; I can’t study on an empty stomach; we may be here all day at this rate.”
He sighs, his golden brown eyes betraying a softness that tells you that you have won. “Fine, if you are sure this is the only way to get you to finish your worksheet, I guess I have no choice.” he relents, getting up from his seat at the table and grabbing his wallet out of his book bag. He turns and points at you strictly, “Stay right there, and If you are not done with that worksheet by the time I get back, I’ll just give it to someone else.” 
“Are you trying to bribe me to finish this worksheet?” you grin, giving him your best look of innocence that he doesn’t buy at all.
“Just get it done,” he says, turning towards the door and opening it quietly. 
“I love you,” you call after him. He smiles and turns to walk down the hallway; just before the door swings shut, you hear a chorus of sharps’ shhhhhhhh’s’ from the studying students from the other side of the library. It makes you chuckle to yourself as you stare down at your angry red-streaked paper and try to figure out what you did wrong in that last problem.
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It’s only been about eight minutes since your boyfriend went to get you some fuel, and your stomach is busy grumbling the instrumentals of Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody. Your quiet study room is lonely, but you have managed to figure out what you had done wrong with the last problem, and to the best of your knowledge, it is correct this time. All you have to do is wait for Mr. Vanilla himself to come back and check over your work for you. 
Curiously you flip to the next page in your workbook; if you can bust through a few more problems before Kei gets back, it would mean that you can leave the library much sooner, and maybe the two of you can make it to the Jurassic Park movie marathon in the quad you had seen posters for. It would be such a great surprise to take him there after this is all said and done.
Buying him a large tub of popcorn is only one of the ways you are planning on thanking your Volleyball-playing s/o for taking so much time out of his busy day to help you study.
With sunset in about four hours from now, you return to your work; this deadline gives you a much-needed spring in your step as you begin to get back to work. 
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The analog cock on the wall says that about another ten minutes have passed, and without your boyfriend’s presence, you haven’t been too motivated to finish any other problem other than the one he told you to do. They have been attempted, but you have only split the problems into smaller fragments so you can better understand them later, 
‘Maybe I should’ve taken better notes in class.’ you think to yourself when your boyfriend comes back into the study room. 
“Hey, you were gone for a while. Was the line at the cafe long?” you ask, tilting your head.
“In not heartless, you deserve something way better than the trash the cafe has to sell,” he says, stepping up to the table. The throw pillow-sized brown paper box in his hand just catches your eye when your nostrils are suddenly hit with a sweet and doughy smell that has your mouth watering. 
“I bet you’re wondering what is inside?” he smirks, placing the box on the table; you reach out for the strangely familiar scent only for him to push it further out of your reach. 
“Hey?” you whine. “Why did you have to do that?” 
“Ha, Let’s see your work first, then I’ll decide if you actually get to have any of this.”
“Jerk,” you huff, tearing your gaze away from the box to look at his face. A dark mole on the corner of his mouth catches your eye. Curiously, you lean in a bit closer and realize that it’s not a mole at all...
It’s chocolate!!!
“Wait,” you say softly, never taking your eyes off the little speck of fudge on his cheek, “is that frosting on your face?”
With his thumb, he wipes it quickly away; as he licks his thumb, he looks at you evilly, “What? Someone had to make sure they weren’t poisonous.”
You sigh and turn away from him, arms crossed and a pout on your lips. “Just look at my damn paper already.” 
“If you insist,” he grins, staring deep into your eyes. “Just know that if you take too long, your food will get cold.” The harmless threat shakes you down to the depths of your soul as he looks at you with gentle satisfaction. He slides the paper closet to him, and his eyes dart between your answer and your work before he looks up at you with a blank expression. 
You gulp nervously as you try and fail to read his expression. Mentally cursing the fact that Kei Tsukishima has one of the best poker faces you have ever seen. “So? What do you think?”
“I think,” he hums, reaching out towards the mysterious treat box with long arms. He rests his hand on top of it before sliding it across the table in front of you. “You got it right.”
Your chest heaves a deep sigh in relief. Unable to take the suspense any longer, you toss o[into the box to reveal dozens of little doughnut holes. 
Some look to be covered in glaze, chocolate, or frosting. While others look to be filled with various creams, jellies, or something else. 
“Doughnuts.” you cheer, picking a chocolate-covered sprinkle out of the box and plopping it into your mouth. The still-warm dough seems to melt on your tongue as the sugar makes you feel alive. 
As you savor the treat, he places some napkins in front of you. “Are you happy now?”
You nod and wipe your fingers with one of the napkins. “Extremely. What are all the flavors?”
“I dunno.” he says, “The shop was closing soon, so they just gave me a bit of everything for no charge.”
“That’s great; I can’t wait to find out,” you say, reaching for another donut hole only for it to be pushed out of your reach.
Upon seeing the look of confusion on your face, he laughs, “Did you really think it would be that easy? It’s a bribe.”
You look at the box longingly, “You don’t mean?”
“I do; every problem you get right, you get to have a piece. 
“You can be so cruel sometimes, Kei.” you sigh, earning a genuine smile from him, flipping to the next page; the little bits of work you had done earlier are starting to make more sense as you look flip between the notes Tsukki left on your other page and the fresh problems. 
“How are you doing?” he asks, looking over your shoulder,
“Does this look right so far?” you ask, pointing to the nearly complete problem. 
“It looks perfect.” he hums, glancing over it carefully. 
“Really?” you say with a light voice full of hope. Maybe the two of you will be able to make it to the Movie marathon after all. 
“Yep, just keep doing what you are doing.” he says, “I told you before that you know how to do this.”
Only because I have the best tutor in the world, “you hum cheesily, leaning in a bit closer to him. 
The tips of his ears turn pink at your world, and he looks at the box of donuts, “You’re not trying to get me to give you a donut early, are you?” he asks sarcastically.
“Nope, I want something else.” you hum, pushing yourself forward to catch his lips with your own. The kiss contains the lingering sweetness of the pastry you had just eaten, along with something a bit sweeter.
He kisses back far too eagerly for someone who had been relentlessly teasing you just a few moments ago. You pull back slightly and grin as he follows your lips stubbornly. 
“Do you think you’re being funny?” he asks, placing his hand on the back of your head to keep you close to him. 
“Just a bit; I have to tease you when I can since you are so good at teasing me.” you hum, giving him a devious smirk like the one he gave you earlier. 
“You’re such a pain,” he chuckles, gently retaking your lips. 
“But you love me,” you hum as he pulls away. A small smile tugs at his lips
“I do, which is why I can’t have you getting distracted,” he sighs, tapping your worksheet with his pen. “Let’s get back to work.
“You know, you could’ve just bribed me with kisses,” you tease, picking up your pencil. “They work just as well as the donuts.”
“Now you tell me,” he sighs. “If I knew earlier, I could’ve saved myself the effort of picking these up.”
“Nope, we need those too.” you laugh as you reach for the box. 
With a gently yet firm grip, he grabs your hand and shakes his head, “Not so fast; get that problem done, and then you can have one.”
“Come on, just one more?” you plead at him with big eyes, “I need all the help I can get if I want to finish in time.”
“Time for what?” he asks, raising a brow. “Did you really make plans after this?”
“Plans for us,” you say innocently. “Please?”
“Fine, just one more,” he sighs. “But then we have to get back to work.”
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sofasoap · 6 months
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Just something stupid.....
10 points and bonus helicopter ride with Nikolai if anyone can guess the reference.
note: minors DNI. Mature suggestive theme.
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“Hello there beautiful bird…”
“Can I help you?”
“Maybe? Or maybe you can stand there looking pretty for me.”
“Yankee 7, stop distraction Bandia 1. Target is ten metres to your left.” 
“Target can wait… you guys got it covered anyway, right?”
“We still need….”
“Shhhhhhhh we will be fine..Oh listen, the music!”
“Oh no…. It’s the tango.”
“Shit. Yankee 7, Bandia 1, get back on track.”
“Say, can you tango?” 
“Vertical or horizontal kind?”
“Care to show me both?”
“You know we only pay the babysitter until lunchtime tomorrow right?”
“She will be fine. Her uncles can look after her after that. Come, let’s enjoy ourselves before I go shoot someone.”
“And shoot something else onto me later on?”
“Captain, they are not listening.”
“We got work to do!”
“Nikolai!! Get your hands off Mini!!!”
“You bunch of muppets…”
“... Laswell, is this the famous 141. The best of the best?”
“They get the job done..... eventually” 
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