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shroom-gloom · 12 days
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reupload because i drew more B)
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iwasbored777 · 2 years
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"You know who this is? This is my new friend, Marinette. Marinette is cute as f*ck. You touch Marinette I break your jaw."
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myladyofmercy · 5 months
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10 & 25? 🤗
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stepfordgoth · 2 months
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isfjmel-phleg · 4 months
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Somewhere in the hypothetical best continuity, Damian Wayne, Chris and Jon Kent, Irey and Jai West, Lian Harper, Joshua Terrill, Traya Sutton, and whatever other kids of this generation I haven't met yet have their own whatever's-the-next-step-down-from-Young-Justice team and are out having middle-grade-style adventures together. I have no intention of writing about this, but it should happen.
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sleepinglionhearts · 2 years
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kofi commission, kofi commission!
Thank you @authordgaster for commissioning me!
Charlotte!Siegbert seems to have gotten the Kana treatment and a big ol’ bow in his cape... and Setsuna!Mitama is a dangerous combination of Intense Sleepiness and being accident prone... uh oh
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cringeyvanillamilk · 2 years
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Decided to do a redraw + minor adjustments! Still experimenting with my style!
Dark + White version~!
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vulgarvisionary · 2 years
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i’ll have what he’s having (his gender)
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p1nball-c0la · 2 years
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Okay so I like DnD and yesterday my buddy and I got started on a backrooms themed campaign (I was allowed/supposed to be alone for this part so the other party members weren't necessary) and apparently I just picked every option that noped me the fuck out of danger every time.
The DM was trying to get me to open a hole in the floor to open the void (or level -1) and I just. Didn't.
They described an almond water cooler a little too suspiciously for my taste, so I skipped it and came to a fork in the endless hallways, where I heard a baby crying on my left and a woman screaming on my right, so I just went back to the water cooler.
After having my drink I went back to the fork, where both annoying human(?) noises had stopped so I just looked around and saw a door that ended up leading to a ladder and went up that for apparently 15 minutes before seeing another door that lead to a water cooler again and had another drink of almond water.
I returned to the ladder which seemed to distress the DM so I figured I was doing the right thing in player terms.
I eventually got to Level 1 and was told there was a water fountain a mile away, which my usually mathematically inclined DM estimated that I could make it in 10 minutes if I ran. Mind you a specific description of my character boils down to a mechanic that's built like a pole. I said fuck it and did a dead sprint, and about halfway there I saw a Hound that luckily didn't notice me and I got my drink.
Yeah I did the usual player thing of doing whatever the hell the DM didn't plan for.
Then at almost 10 AM I message my DM:
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So yeah, one of my first DnD sessions went pretty good.
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trennoandgreggo · 2 years
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I can't believe we seeing Jack Grealish, Phil Foden and Erling Haaland together on the pitch next season
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 4 days
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Expertise can't help you here.
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kittykittyhunter · 2 months
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[Posted 6 January 2016] summers swirl about my feet while springs fly about my head; winters sing within my blood and autumns beat in my chest the seasons have swollen and burst – cruel favour, that i could not count the blossoms and flakes so into the steady breach, we go where it is neither hot nor cold. into the levelled breach, we go a world trapped in stasis, calm, (cataclysmic)
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pinkanonhopes · 5 months
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also today i'm weirdly tired and sleepy (even if i slept like. 10 hours??) and i have to do lots of things so. encouragement to keep going would be very appreciated!!!!! i need strenght!!!!!!!!!
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transmultiphobia · 7 months
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“We need more weird queer people” Y’all can’t handle 90% of the ways multigenders label their sexualities
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bardchoices · 6 months
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@lordgortrash sent a sending stone: 🛀"You could have warned me I was going to be late for the show.”
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the city boasts many offerings that are all too enticing after weeks traveling over hill and underdark, through hot beaches and bleak forests, fighting off threats of all sorts in the name of finding out how the hell a tadpole wrapped in magic got implanted in her skull in the first place. thinking about everything she’s uncovered alongside her friends since that fateful crash on the beach is a particularly heavy weight her mind doesn’t have the fortitude to bear at the moment. it’s been a long day, tomorrow promises to be a longer one, and she’s relishing in the sanctuary that hot water and a bar of soap brings as the moon hangs high in the sky.
she’s busy scrubbing away the blood that’s caked itself to her skin — some of it her own, most of it not — wincing at the moderate sting of suds and friction crossing an angry slash wound she didn’t have the time to address in full until now. there’s a curse that hangs on the end of her tongue that’s never spoken into the fold — the turning of the doorknob breaks her out of all focus on the pain, a warning of it’s occupied! caught in her throat as it opens.
any tension in her body relaxes at the sight of him. a fool’s move to an outsider who knows no better; he’s not here to kill her. quite the opposite; despite business hours being long past over, they have much to discuss and a prior appointment — and he’s early. of course.
“I can’t get five bloody minutes to myself around here.” spoken under her breath, to herself more than to him, irritation as thick as the sanguine liquid dripping down her arm. she shifts in the tub, turning it away from his eyeline as she reaches for a cloth to hold against it, casting her gaze his way in the process. she’s half-annoyed, half-curious. what’s so pressing it couldn’t have waited?
instead of probing — because she’s certain it’s not urgent if he’s taking the time to be a cheeky little shit — she settles on matching sass with sass. “no admission once said show has started — you can wait in the hall until intermission.”
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