#that’s for sure

[moonyeyes]

spoiled dogs sleeping belly-up.

#saltburn #this was definitely.. a movie #that’s for sure #saltburn 2023 #saltburn movie #oliver quick #barry keoghan #my art #fanart #digital art #artists on tumblr #tumblr murdered the quality rip

[lizablackthorn]

his face meticulously sculpted by god.

#god take his time by creating him #that’s for sure #my favorite one is definitely 5th one #charles leclerc #f1blr #f1edit #f1 #f1 fandom #f1 ferrari #f1 aesthetic #ferrari #charles leclerc edit #my editing #my photos do not take without credit

[kubosai-central]

Kubosai’s kids “hate” them the same way Saiki “hates” his parents being overly affectionate. Kuboyasu and Saiki are really touchy and Kuboyasu is incredibly affectionate physically so their kids are constantly like, “Ewwwww can you guys stop kissing each other?” and they always pretend to gag and throw up when they see Saiki and Kuboyasu hug or kiss or cuddle or be physical.

Bonus: They both think it’s really funny.

#they’re definitely worse than saiki’s parents #that’s for sure #their kids will come down for dinner and are just like ‘don’t kiss at the dinner table again please’ #kubosai #kuboyasu x saiki #saiki x kuboyasu #saiki k #tdlosk #saiki no psi nan #saiki kusuo #kusuo saiki #kuboyasu aren #aren kuboyasu

[somebluemelodies]

i need q!Mariana to tell q!Roier that q!Charlie said he was hooking up with/almost officially dating q!Cellbit. not bc i think we’d get any extreme reaction out of it, bc q!Roier would definitely find it more funny than anything, but i’m also 90% sure that man would bark at q!Charlie for it and i need to see that

#also that whole conversation was an #experience #that’s for sure #…i will never look at that pool the same way ever again #qsmp slimecicle #qsmp mariana #slimeriana #qsmp cellbit #qsmp roier #spiderbit #qsmp

[completeoveranalysis]

[6]

COOL YEAH THE ONE THING THIS ABSOLUTELY NEEDED WAS EVIL WOLVERINE POPPING IN TO DESCRIBE THE THINGS THAT JUST HAPPENED 

BECAUSE HE JUST CANT HELP HIMSELF EVEN NOW

THERE IS NO-ONE TO ACTUALLY TALK TO AND NO-ONE TO HEAR HIM BUT HE JUST ABSOLUTELY NEEDS TO BE THE ONE TALKING SO HE SUMS UP WHAT JUST HAPPENED AND ALSO HOW IT HAPPENED AND PLEASE PUT HIM IN A BLENDER THIS IS BAD ENOUGH WITHOUT HIM ADDING NOTHING TO IT

WELL THE GOOD NEWS IS THAT LAVA LAMP STILL HAS A HEAD

THAT’S WHERE THE BAR IS AT THE MOMENT

OH

OH SO WE DON’T GET TO HEAR WHAT HE SAID?

PURE CLAMP-ISM 

EXACTLY WHAT I SHOULD HAVE EXPECTED REALLY

ANYWAY ENJOY THIS LINGERING SHOT OF SYAORAN DRAGGING THE UNRESPONSIVE BODY OF LAVA LAMP PAST ALL THE CORPSES AND UP TO EVIL WOLVERINE’S PORTAL

END OF CHAPTER

AT LEAST HE’S EFFICIENT!

#WHAT DID HE SAY THOUGH #WHAT DID HE SAAAAAY #THE SAYING ANYTHING AT ALL SEEMS LIKE A THING #IT’S AN UNNECESSARY ACTION #SURELY PURE CLONE PROGRAMMING WOULDN’T HAVE BOTHERED #IS THIS A PLAN? #IS IT A RUSE? #OR AM I JUST SCARED THAT IT’S NOT? #FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON: TERRIBLE TRAUMA CHRONICLE #Liveblogging the reservoir chronicle #Tsubasa #Vol 208 #Syaoran #Lava Lamp Guy #Evil Wolverine #And uh #And the quickest resolution to a battle I think we’ve ever seen #It’s the OHKO on Fai and Kurogane that really gets me #This could have been six chapters long #But instead they get wiped in 2 pages and left behind #I MEAN THAT SURE IS ONE WAY TO RESOLVE THE FINAL BATTLE #THAT’S FOR SURE

[punkinvsblogging]

Idk maybe it seemed like a good idea before I fell asleep last night lol

See y’all at 2ourdust Sunday. :3

#fall out boy #fob #so much for stardust #sailor moon #??? #idk if you can even call this #fall out boy fanart #or #fob fanart #but??? #it’s something #that’s for sure

[writtenwyrm]

The Urge

#Shovel is a Relic #that’s for sure #Slay the Spire #Ironclad #my art

[p-h03n1-x]

Xiao Zhan for YSL Beauty 2.26.2024

#xiao zhan #Xiao Zhan YSL Beauty #he looks so handsome #that’s for sure

[same-name-supremacy]

I drew Cody headless too many times to my liking

Don’t ask

#same name shenanigans #art is something #that’s for sure

[somaticmilk]

You’re 100% gay

No.

#soma says #soma says truth. #No. #absolutely not. #nope. #no #but no #absolutely foul #NARP #NOPEEE #absolutely not #I am 100% a beef bastard #that’s for sure #CROSSING ARMS EMOJI #STOP SIGN EMOJI #AMERICAN FLAG EMOJI #NOPPEPEEEEEE #okay maybe for one person though. #insert shrug

[sin-sidejob]

DEEP INHALE i wanted to draw something cool because demon AB activated my neurons, but i did this and i didnt like it and i got upset but i still wanted you to have it, please accept my humble offering, okay byeeeee runs away

YOU—

YOU DREW ART ABOUT WHAT I WROTE??

I QUITE LITERALLY CRIED, I ACTUALLY DID

Oh beloved I’m in complete awe and just absolutely drowning in love right now from this as AN ACTION ALONE?? but your ART?

THE PINSTRIPE SUIT THE CUFFLINKS AND NAILS THE HORNS AND THE EYEESSSS you got the aesthetic and the visual feel down so perfectly it’s like you absorbed the energy I typed down upon my keyboard good fucking lord.

This is literally like one of the best things I’ve ever encountered both as something I’ve received and also just fanart in general AND I NOW CAN SAY SOMEONE HAS MADE FANART ABOUT MY WRITING THATS A WRITERS DREAM YOU DID THAT — YOU DID THAT OH MY GOD

Also what in the FUCK do you mean by humble this is a fancy full course meal but the plates are full size not those tiny ass portions this is humble by no means

(I will give you a firstborn or cook you dinner or both what in the actual fuck)

Link to fic: Insidious Inside Job - Halloween Pt. 2

#asked and answered #fanart #not my art #robotus #inside job #alpha beta robotus #robotus alpha beta #I’m literally shaking so hard right now this is literally fucking #superb what the shit #have I peaked as a writer just now because I feel like I have because this??? #THIS *gestures to your magnificent hot as fuck delicious art of robotus* IS NEVER GOING TO BE LESS THAN EXCRUCIATINGLY BRILLIANT #that’s it I’m done this is my best moment this year #you win take the prize good lord and my nethers too HES SO SEXY AND FOR WHAT #YOU DREW HIM SO WELL AND JUST #GOD I WANNA HAVE WHAT I WROTE FOR HIM BOUND AS A BOOK AND MAKE THIS THE SLUTTY LIL COVER #HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO MY SPOOKY ASS I GUESS #I cannot stop staring the expression the HANDS THE GESTURE THE ART THE ARTTTT #I’d make a deal to draw like that #that’s for sure #personal inside job #my inside job #my thots #art rec #FOR MEEEEE good lord I’m perspiring I’m deceased I’m lying in a puddle of sweat and tears #IF YOU DONT LIKE IT ILL LOVE IT ENOUGH FOR THE BOTH OF US GIVE IT THAT DOUBLE HELPIN OF LOVE AND TLC #holllllyyyy SHITTTT this is unreal am I even awake rn at I still dreaming #did reality switch from my dream where I was Carly from Icarly but got put in jail after a petty appeal case and got out #only to join society and run this blog and come across this absolutely DARLING gift #person beloved being i literally would kill for you or like cook a giant ass meal violence and food are how I show affection #100 followers celebration

[blushrem]

Ok.

#dnf #they’re both using some interesting techniques #that’s for sure #dwt #gnf #I can stop laughing at these

[sketchdumpkin]

Sacrifice

the end

Can you hear it calling?

#heartwrenching #zaneweek23 #zangst #so no we have this #Zane’s death #I swear #I still cry at this scene #every time #even thinking about it #mmm #nostalgic #leaves an impression on a kid for life #that’s for sure #prompt: sacrifice #January 19th #let’s pretend I’m not an hour late #Zane’s sacrifice #Zane Julien #ninjago

[lucasdoesnotcare]

Silently staring at the Williams announcement post of Alex driving in Logan’s car

#im not waking up at 4 am for this shit #that’s for sure #logan sargeant #williams racing #williams f1 #f1 #formula 1

[teecupangel]

In a realm where the ethereal and mortal intertwined, there existed a sad ghost. Once a renowned writer in her mortal life, she now roamed the spectral plane with a heavy heart. Bound by her ghostly form, she found herself unable to wield a pen or ink, unable to pour her thoughts onto the pages as she once did.

Night after night, she would wander through moonlit corridors, her translucent form aglow with an ethereal shimmer. Her sighs echoed through the empty halls, a lament for the stories left untold. Her tears, shimmering like stardust, spoke of the creative fire that burned within her, trapped and unfulfilled.

It was during one of these solitary wanderings that the ghost encountered a mischievous yet compassionate ferret. Intrigued by the ghost's sorrowful cries, the ferret approached with gentle curiosity and empathetic eyes.

"Why do you weep, dear ghost?" He asked, his voice laced with concern.

The ghost, surprised by his presence, shared her anguish over the inability to write and express herself. Her words spilled forth, carrying the weight of a lifetime of stories left untold. The ferret listened intently, his heart stirred by her longing.

With a determined glint in his eyes, the ferret proposed a solution. "Let me be your voice, dear writer. Together, we shall craft a letter that carries the essence of your thoughts and emotions."

Intrigued and cautiously hopeful, she agreed, placing her trust in the ferret's paws. They found a quiet corner amidst the moonlit halls, where he transcribed her words onto parchment. The ghost whispered her tales, her hopes, and her dreams, while the ferret meticulously captured them with graceful strokes of the quill.

As the ink dried on the parchment, a letter of ethereal beauty and heartfelt emotion took shape. It was a vessel for the ghost's thoughts and a plea to be heard beyond the spectral realm.

Now came the challenge of finding a messenger who could carry the letter to a distant land, far beyond the boundaries of their realm. Fortunately, the ferret had a friend pegasus who has wings strong enough to cross realms and distant lands.

With a flourish the pegasus took off once more to deliver the letter. Meanwhile in the letter, the words written says: "I replayed this game called Death Palette and realized how dark and sad the story actually is so maybe a Desmond being in a painting after the solar flare and tempts templars to keep him and kills them off?"

It should have been nighttime when the pegasus reached the atelier yet the atelier and the surrounding forest were as bright as midsummer day.

When the pegasus landed on the well-worn road leading to the atelier, the heat that welcomed her felt more similar to a summer day that was precariously bordering over an impending heatwave.

The pegasus stomped the ground beneath her, not wishing to come any closer to the atelier where the heat seemed to be coming from and neighed loudly.

Thankfully, the alchemist was in and they opened the door, making the pegasus blink when they saw the alchemist’s attire.

Gone was the alchemist robes and they seemed to be wearing the lightest sleeping dress they had that was definitely not something one would wish to wear in public. Sunglasses covered their dark-colored eyes and a summer hat donned their head. Rain boots covered their feet and they made squishing sounds as they walked out of the atelier.

Wet.

The rain boots were wet. And it seemed also from the inside…

“Hey. So, uuuhhh… I’m just about done with my final solar bomb…” The alchemist said in lieu of a greeting and the pegasus heard them mumbled under their breath, “For now…”

“But it’s, well, it’s open right now and all the solar thingabob is spilling out so it would be better if you fly away from this place and rest somewhere else until I’m done.” The alchemist continued, “It should be done by morning so you can come back by then.”

“I understand.” The pegasus nodded. While she might not understand what this solar bomb was meant to do, she had an inkling that it was the one she had seen before on the table with its swirling flames colored like the sun. The pegasus flapped her wing open to show her bag as she asked, “Will it be alright if you were to take the letter now or should I come back with it later?”

“Oh, it’s fine. The heat and light won’t harm it.” The alchemist slowly opened the bag with their mitten covered hands and fished out the letter from her ferret friend as they continued to explain, “Plus, I’m gonna drop this on the cauldron as soon as I get back in the atelier anyway. The cauldron would keep it safe.”

“That’s good.” The pegasus let out a sigh of relief before bowing slightly at the alchemist as she said, “Then I shall return tomorrow morning. Good luck with the… solar bomb…”

“Thanks!” The alchemist cheerfully said and waved as the pegasus took flight once more.

The pegasus was sure she heard the alchemist shout, “The lake east of the forest has moon flowers that taste pretty good!”

… what… what did the alchemist think she eats???

==============================

For those curious, Death Palette is a mobile game so you can check it out using your phone’s in game app store.

Okay, my idea dwells more into the mystery than an actual ‘painting kills you’ kind of scenario so we’re playing fast and loose with Death Palette’s lore.

Abstergo checked the energy spiked that appeared on Turin, New York, and they got Desmond’s body.

From there, they used the body to make Sample 17 and start Abstergo Entertainment.

Then they released Ratonhnhaké:ton’s ‘game’ and players start posting something weird that they encounter while playing the game.

On some rare occasions, if you stay in the homestead for about two hours or so (real time), the game will glitch and load you into a darker more decrypt version of the manor.

Everything looks ready to fall apart and the floor board creaks whenever you move but if you keep moving and go to the master bedroom, there will be a painting there.

Pristine against the ruins around it, encased in a frame with wooden carvings of eagles all around it…

It was a painting of a man, wearing nothing but a cloth around him that made it look like a toga of some kind.

Drawn in a style eerily similar to Leonardo da Vinci yet seemed more… real…

The man is only drawn up to his waist and he looks straight into the player as he holds the world in his hands. His right hand up to his shoulder blackened and golden cracks glowed ever so slightly.

The frame itself held the title of the painting.

“Des Mondes”

The Worlds.

The posts grew traction for the face of the man in the painting looked to similar to previous main characters of Abstergo’s World’s Greatest Hitman series, Ezio Auditore and Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad.

And so…

People starting to look for it.

It was only by luck that a fan found the ruins of Davenport manor and lo and behold, the painting was there, at the very same place as the glitch had shown it.

People clambered to find out more.

Was this an elaborate promotional stunt by Abstergo?

Or did they just uncover a lost Da Vinci painting?

The painting is studied with care and they found out the following.

The painting was made on Aleppo oak wood which was common in Syria and it seemed that the painting itself had materials that were both from 12th century and 15th century.

The common consensus was that the original painting was done in 12th century, and it was painted once more in 15th century. From what they could find out, both paintings were similar, as if the painting of the 15th century had traced most of the 12th century painting and many aspect of the 12th century painting was preserved.

The world was purely done in the 12th century painting and it was clear that the landmasses included in the globe mirrored what the landmasses during the 12th century would look like.

And the man’s eyes… freckled with gold dust over a kaleidoscope of gold, honey brown and white… they had been noted as being painted in 12th century as well.

The toga seemed to be a 15th century addition as well as the crown of thorns around the man’s head.

But the frame itself…

It was definitely made around 17th to 18th century, from wood that used to be common in New York.

Specifically… Turin, New York.

The carvings of eagles were very similar to the eagle carvings of Native Americans.

Many fans speculate that the main character Connor Kenway must have carved it.

And the painting itself…

Must have been painted by both Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad and Ezio Auditore.

Strange how the man looked so similar to the man in the wanted posters that appeared all over the world in December 2012, huh?

And, obviously, Abstergo tries to get the painting for themselves.

There’s public outcry, of course.

Such a painting deserves to be in a museum!

But then…

Things got messy when the various government officials started stirring the pot.

Since the painting was mostly done by Ezio Auditore, that meant it was an Italian painting.

But then again, Ezio Auditore painted over Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad’s painting which many believe was bad form and that the painting should be attributed to the Syrian Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad instead.

Then there was the frame and the fact that the painting was found in Davenport manor where it’s last known owner is Connor Kenway (many shouts that he should be called by his real name: Ratonhnhaké:ton) which meant that the painting was property of the US. (… or is it???)

In the end, Abstergo swoops in and the painting is taken to Abstergo Entertainment as a ‘sign’ of their contribution to showing the true history of the world.

Secretly, Abstegro scientists check the painting for any Isu related materials and… find none.

No.

Perhaps the word none would be misleading.

The golden dust in the eyes and around the world and the borders of the painting…

Kept giving strange readings.

Yet, anyone who looks into it just keeps saying the same thing.

“It’s nothing special.”

The painting stays in Abstergo Entertainment.

And more and more Abstergo personnel, especially those high up the ladder, starts visiting.

Just to look.

And look.

And look…

And that was when…

The deaths began.

Different causes of deaths, different places…

But all have one thing in common.

They used to visit Abstergo Entertainment…

#is the golden dust slowly making them insane? #or is desmond truly haunting the painting? #or is this just a case of #the assassins faking the cause of death #and the painting is just a coincidence? #it’s not the last one #that’s for sure #the painting itself holds desmond’s ‘soul’ #and it was created after the solar flare #with the whole ‘history’ of the painting #meant to be a mirror of desmond’s bleeding effect #ask and answer #assassin's creed #desmond miles #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed

[anonymous-dentist]

To be honest, I mainly pucked popsicle because I could have sworn I remembered you saying that while Cellbit preferred coffee ice cream he stopped eating it after Felps disappeared - but that Felps preferred to eat stuff like popsicles... so I thought it could be fun giving Cellbit a reminder of his missing friend that way

Awww, that’s sweet!

#asks! #anon! #monster au fic #cell will be thinking of him #that’s for sure