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nobody3xe · 7 months
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Vil schoenhiet
The fairest one of all/…
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canisalbus · 6 months
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I love everything about your art. Also one of my friends simps for machete
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radiance1 · 5 months
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Tim traced Bruce's family tree, and that led him down a path where he finds out that apparently his ancestors, the fentonightingales, split off into the Wayne family and the Fenton family and decides to trace down the Fenton family history to see if Bruce had any unknown relatives.
He finds Jack Fenton, his wife, Madeline Fenton, their daughter, Jasmine Fenton, their son, Daniel Fenton, and their second daughter and youngest child, Danielle Fenton.
Then he digs a bit through their social media, finds out that reclusive billionaire and CEO of a morally questionable company, Vlad Masters, is the godfather of the three children. Unfortunately, for some reason it's been hard to find information about Vlad Masters that isn't involving his company or publicity stunts, anything past that and it's only bits and pieces of information.
The biggest piece in his past is that he was trapped in a hospital due to an unknown illness that left him bedridden, and then making an miraculous recovery one day, then going to found Vladco and become a business empire.
He thinks the only reason that tidbit of information was so easy to find was that it tied into his business as some type of origin story.
Tim does a bit more digging and, yet to inform anyone else of his discovery, finds a video titled:
"Pranking my godfather after he stopped trying to get with my mom and kill my dad!"
Which, was a concerning title really, then he found the godfather in question to be Vlad Masters, and the one who recorded said video was Daniel Fenton.
Curious.
He did some more digging.
He didn't really get very far, for some odd reason there isn't a lot of information to scrap together past the surface of Amity Park. Stuff like their museum, being a tourist attraction, it's history, normal stuff like that.
Nothing about the day to day lives of its citizens, nor any videos posted by said citizens or anything of the like.
He did come across some papers posted by the Fentons, however. Some research abouts ghosts, their behaviors and all that.
What he found wasn't pleasant, and he was thinking about telling Bruce before he came across another page.
The Fenton page.
It was, very, very clean of research papers of any kind having to deal with ghosts as a species, and while they are mentioned it's mostly in reference to take about one of their many weapons, or an installation to equip to your home as a safety precaution.
Then he went back to the page where their 'research' is placed, did some digging, and found it to be published by some kind of organization called the Guys In White, or GIW for short. Weird name, but he's seen weirder.
Although, this does cause some concern for him.
Tim, still not telling anyone of the information he's found besides Alfred (You can hide NOTHING from that man), decides to go over to Amity Park to check out the Fenton family firsthand, gather information about these ghosts to decide if magic is involved or not, and find out why the GIW are using the Fentons' name to publish their papers.
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a-paperboxgozilla · 7 months
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i watched Fionna and Cake
now i love icy winter king
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absolutelydedinside · 3 months
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this panel makes me go crazy. it gives me the same emotion as someone laying witness to a womans bare ankles in the victorian era. I turn into a rabid animal seeing Dottores exposed skin (and when I see Dottore)
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AOOOOWOWOOWOWOWOOAHAGGAGAGAAAAAAAAAA
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SKIN.... COLLARBONE *NOSEBLEEDS* TOO MUCH TOO MUCH NEURON ACTIVATION AUUUUUAUUA I HGGGGGAGGHHB
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HIIIIIS NRCKK GGRRHHRHR I NEED TO BITE HIM I NEED TO BITE HIS NECK AND HIS HSNDS AND HIS SKIN EVEYRTHIGN I NEED TO CHEW ON HIM GGRHHHHHFHHFHHFHH I NEED T
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CUTE AGGRESSION BEAM! CUTE AGGRESSION BEAM! CUTE AGGRESSION BEAM! BWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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AUUUUUAUAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DOTTORE UR TOO CUTE 😭😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️ UR SILLINESS TOO STRONG... OUR LOVE TOO AWESOME...
I LOVE U DOTTORE MY MIPPY BIPPY 💕 MY POOKIE....MY HONEY PIE...
Dottore: Come now Kitten, you're embarrassing me.. >/////>
Me: Sorry Dottore :3 I get so happy when I talk about you!!!!!!!
Dottore: Hmph, I'd say these fools are unworthy of witnessing our love. But do what makes you happy.
Me: Thank you!!!! I love you Dottore 😊😊😊❤️😊❤️😊💕😊😊❤️❤️
Dottore: I love you as well, Dear 💕❤️
YYAYAYYAYYAYAYYAAYYASVHUBXINNZUBOXOMSNSINSINNIDJIIDINSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABAUUGXUHIDH a*EXPLODES* i love dottore so much im gonna faintauuuuaggghhh a 😭😭😭 AAAAAGGAGGAAAAAAAGHHUUUAUUUGHHHH I LOVE YOU SO MUUUUUCHHHHHHHH AAAUAUUAUUUAGSYGVYDUGUDYUDUHIHXIHD AUUUGG ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ so many hearts for dottore... SO MUCH LOVE FOR HIM..... I LOVE YOU DOTTORE
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hijinks-n-lowjinks · 1 month
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Rewatching jjk has really made me realize just how down bad Megumi is for Yuuji.
He instantly wants to save Yuuji despite being renowned as a person who doesn't want to save everyone, he continuously mourns Yuuji when he thinks he's dead and has beef with anyone who calls him a curse, he's very overprotective of Yuuji once he does know he's alive while praising his strength and growth at the same time, and he acknowledges that Yuuji is his main motivation to grow stronger.
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mediumgayitalian · 1 month
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“Oh, come on, there’s just —” Will blows an errant curl from out of his eyes, cheeks red with exertion, balancing nimbly on his feet to put both hands on his hips. “There’s no way, Nico.”
Nico, not blessed with such balance, has to hold all footholds with all limbs, staring warily at the lava wall’s snake holes.
“What? I’m just not as good as you.”
Will flops his right arm outwards, narrowly avoiding smacking it against the rock. “But you are!”
Nico shifts his wary gaze from the snake holes to Will’s rope harness. Is it tight enough? It better be tight enough. Will is putting a lot of faith in it, right now.
“You scaled those cliffs in — in the place —” he trips, still, over the pit, on the odd time he mentions it, and it always makes Nico wince — “like it was nothing! And whenever Percy visits and challenges you you’re suddenly the lava wall expert!” He turns stern blue eyes to face Nico’s head-on. “Not buying it, di Angelo!”
A gush of lava forces him to resume climbing, but there’s an aggression to his movements — a specific, stiff, curated aggression, that Nico has learned means anxiety in people known as William Andrew Solace. That, and coupled with the rapid muttering which, in between the roar of molten stone, Nico believes is a a repetition of “dumbass” “always tryna act a goddamn fool” and “I’m gonna kill him before he sends me into cardiac arrest again”, interspersed with random swears in English, Latin, Ancient Greek, and also — gods — Klingon.
“Will.”
Will ignores him, scampering the last few feet up the wall and slapping the top before relaying down. Nico sighs, following him (albeit significantly slower).
“Will.”
“You’re hiding something from me.” He practically rips the harness off his body — do not think about that do not think about that do not think about that — and shoves it on the hook so hard it damn near snaps off. The look he levels in Nico’s direction practically turns him to stone, it’s so frigid, and he has to resist a shiver. “I can tell.”
It takes a good amount of pushing to make Will all testy like this. Sure, his buttons are easy to push, but most of that is for show. He likes to be dramatic. (Especially because he knows Nico will indulge him, more than anyone else ever has. He relishes in it, Nico thinks; he likes that Nico will watch his productions. An Apollo kid through and through.) He’s not usually one to show his genuine frustration.
But, hoo, boy, when he is frustrated.
Nico has a bad, bad habit of making it worse.
(As if it’s his fault that Will’s hot when he’s mad.)
“Don’t know what you’re talking about,” Nico says, forcibly lightly. He sticks his hand out defiantly. “Check me, why don’t you? Not hiding anything.”
He really isn’t. No injuries, no illness, hell, he’s not even tired. Had a full three meals and everything. Even his perpetually achey joints aren’t bad today.
All of this, obviously, is communicated when Will touches him, squinting suspiciously at their joined hands.
“You’re heart rate is high,” he mutters petulantly.
Nico looks at him patiently. “That’s ‘cause my smokeshow boyfriend is holding my hand.”
Grumpy as he’s trying to be, his ears redden. A smile twitches at the corner of his mouth.
“Shut up.”
Nico grins, pulling his hand up to his mouth and pressing a kiss to the knuckles.
“No.”
“Whatever,” Will says, snatching his hand back. His smile spreads widely across his face, now, and he looks away, as pleased as he is exasperated. “You’re still being a weirdo. I should not be so far ahead of you on the wall, Neeks.”
Success — back to nicknames. Crisis averted.
“Have you considered that you’re the camp-wide record holder for a reason, you spider monkey?”
“Still!”
“Yeah, yeah.” Nico gets up on his tiptoes, pressing a lingering kiss to the bridge of his freckled nose. “Stop worrying about me, Solace. I’m fine. Burn off some steam, I’ll watch.”
Will huffs. “Fine. But I’ll find out, y’hear me? Truth can’t hide from me for long.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
He watches as Will suits back up, helping him with his more complicated straps (because Nico was raised to be a gentleman, obviously, why else) and shooing him away when he opens his mouth for more interrogations. He switches to sticking out his tongue, and after a moment of hesitation, bounds back over to his first true love — being a big nerdy jock dork.
Nico settles on the grass several feet away from the wall, pretending to clean his sword. After a few minutes, he hears footsteps, and two people sit next to him on either side.
“So,” says Lou Ellen, ignoring Nico’s suspicious look as she tosses a glowing ball of something around, “how come you’re not climbing?”
Nico shrugs. “Only so many times you can climb before it gets boring.”
On his other side, Cecil makes a loud buzzer sound.
“Nope! Wrong answer. Try again.”
Nico is a dignified grownup who refuses to stoop down to Cecil’s level by responding. Instead, he reaches over and pokes him in his ridiculously sensitive ribs, hard, sending him sprawling with a screech.
“Shut up,” he says mildly, as his friend flails. “I’m trying to be a supportive boyfriend, and I can’t do that with all your whining.”
Will has, in the ten minutes since he started, made it halfway up the wall. He seems to have it programmed to the Super Extra Mega Evil Insane mode that the Athena and Ares kids invented just for him, since he smoked all the other levels. He dodges a shot of lava with a laugh, throwing himself to the side and hanging on with three fingers and one scuffed sneaker poised on the tiniest sliver of rock. His attention is broken when Lou Ellen sticks her face right in Nico’s field of vision, tracing Nico’s eyeline with narrowed eyes.
“Ah,” she nods knowingly. “You’re staring at his ass.”
Nico falters, damn near slicing his own fingers off. “No idea what you’re talking about,” he says blithely. He gestures without looking at his sword. “I’m busy, see?”
She scoffs. “Real busy. That’s why you almost just did emergency surgery on yourself.”
“Exactly.”
Will pushes up a foot, shifting his hips and launching himself upwards. He makes a little shout of victory, plastering himself to the wall to keep balance, every muscle tensed.
From his place on the floor, Cecil makes an appreciative noise. “He does have a nice ass. Can’t blame you for looking.”
Nico frowns. “Hey. Stop objectifying my boyfriend.” He reaches out and smacks a hand over Cecil’s eyes. “That’s my job.”
“You guys are ridiculous.”
Nico reaches over and puts a hand over her eyes, too, ‘cause there’s no missing where they’re pointed.
“Shut up or I’ll literally put shadows into your retinae and blind you forever,” Nico threatens. (Is this a thing he can do? No. Do his friends know this? Also no.)
“You’re a dictator!” Cecil protests.
“Depriving us of basic human rights!” Lou Ellen agrees.
Nico shrugs. He glances back up the the climbing wall, where he has a very perfect view — and a great reason to never even try to climb faster than Will does. He grins.
“Too bad for you guys.”
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ventique18 · 8 months
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The idea that Levan is Crowley is still so damn funny btw because it's further proof that the Draconias are completely delusional and have zero taste in partners. The object of their desire could be the ugliest person in the universe and they'd convince themselves that person is a god among gods.
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saywhatyouwillbut · 11 months
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what’s so hilarious about min ho and kitty is that he convinces himself she’s obsessed with him, meanwhile she literally could not give less of a fuck until he confesses his love for her on a plane
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honeyuuyuu · 1 year
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Pomefiore t*ey because I’m not a simp-
(BONUS ART)
Instagram  ✎  Devianart  ✎ Reblogs help! ^^  
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saytrrose · 2 months
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How come nobody simps for YOU
LMFAO WHAT HESLKDBD
If this gets 300 notes I’ll draw art more art of myself and shit ig like a bunch of stuff
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lyss-sketchbox · 6 months
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Celebratory doodles because Wheatley came home last night 🎉🎉🎉
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muzsmoux · 8 days
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Accidentally switched to dub while Qi Rong was yapping about Hua Cheng and this lil greasy weasel fully went:
"EVERY TIME I SAY SOMETHING NASTY ABOUT YOU HE GETS ALL FIRED UP AND KICKS MY ASS, DID YOU BLIND HIM WITH YOUR HOLY LIGHT OR WAS IT SOME OTHER HOLY PART OF YOU???"
Bro???????????? Uncalled for???????
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netheris · 7 months
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Him, a literal God of Death that killed thousands of mortals and other gods, including his own siblings, in order for his own desires to be fulfilled:
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Me:
Kibbyyyyy❤️💕✨️💕❤️✨️💕❤️💕✨️❤️💕❤️✨️
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dootznbootz · 2 months
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I think people sleep on this moment in the Odyssey...
If I'm wrong, not getting full context, or see something that isn't there, feel free to give evidence to explain why.
Here he crept under a pair of bushes, one an olive, the other a wild olive, which grew from the same stem with their branches so closely intertwined that when the winds blew moist not a breath could get inside, nor could the rain soak right through to the earth.
(Book 5, Rieu)
I think this is about Penelope and him.
Obviously, their marriage bed is made from an Olive tree. If it's just about Athena then why are there two mentioned? Why did Homer mention two when he could've just said he took refuge under one? Or a completely different type of tree? Why mention them being intertwined?
One an olive: Penelope, who has been with society and "safe" in Ithaca ("Safe" because of the suitors)
One wild: Odysseus, who has dealt with literal monsters and immortals and has just escaped from Calypso. Literally naked and filthy, a "wild man".
"which grew from the same stem with their branches": Them both being together at first, before being separated.
"so closely intertwined that when the winds blew moist not a breath could get inside, nor could the rain soak right through to the earth.": Despite being separated, they are still "intertwined". Whether you want to think of it as them being likeminded or simply connected, even though they are apart, nothing could get in between them. 🥺
I don't know what else Homer could be referring to other than them.
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black-and-yellow · 8 months
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Oops! All Micnight
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