#[ Hello there! ]

[stary-baa]

A w.i.p of something I'll probably color in the morning. Pinterest showed me a pin that made me laugh so I decided to try an draw it. The pin of course being below

Cosplayers are really something else and I love them for it, cool mad lads

[choasuqeen]

stonks

stonks

[koijikido]

Elegant in a bun way ~✨

It was a pleasure to get you two to know each other 💙 Thank you for the wonderful time! I'm looking forward to our next happy meet~💙

@PeachyPinkBun 💓 @moonmoon-ren 💜

[lord-overlips]

The Praxian Polar Night held the ruined city in its claws. Not many braved the cold, even the Constructicons had gone home for the week. But what appeared to be a minibot continued to scavenge through a clearly separated pile of scrap to be melted down and reused for repairs. It looked up, a strange light on the side of its helm obscuring details as it stared, frozen, at Overlord.

Ah, he'd missed that look. That simply gorgeous look of cold dread that left his victims paralysed. He could probably walk up to them right now and snap their neck with a flick of his servos before the poor bot even managed to move.

"Hello, sweetspark...." His lips curled in a broad, thoroughly pleased grin. "Fancy a game?"

[carcinoarmageddon]

Anon: so how did you and eridan become civil?

part 3/3 (belated, but here!)

part 1

part 2

[hotcheetohatredwastaken]

huh. are you the person I always see in @somer-writes's fics' comments too? Funny to stumble into you here. hi. **waves in mutual tastes**

Ha ha probably, I always try to comment! Love Somer’s stuff XD uhg he writes characters so WELL

**waves back in mutual tastes**

[weaimtomaim]

@ghostlyvisage

"Try it now."

"Still nothing."

Ah, ship maintenance. A necessary evil. Especially when the ship in question was prone to malfunctions and always seemed to have hidden messes in its systems for the Combaticons to find at a later date. It was like a deeply frustrating scavenger hunt.

Swindle was currently crouched down and elbow deep in the guts of the ship's main console, trying to figure out how to get their self-repair back online. Meanwhile Blast Off was manning the controls, switching systems on and off as needed.

"Okay, let's see if that does it."

And like so many times before, Blast Off activates the ship's self-repair in the hopes of finally getting the result they want. Instead, what they get is a helm full of feedback. Blast Off recoils from the controls instinctively while Swindle bangs his head on something.

Unbeknownst to them, the ship's comm system had activated and reached out to connect to a far off signal it detected. Should the person on the end accept the call, they'll be greeted by an unpleasant burst of static, followed by the sound of two bots cursing. What a fun time they seem to be having!

[autisticfoxgirl333]

*Poofs up* Hi There!⭐

The name's Autisticfoxgirl333 A.K.A Glitter Kitsune! I am a proudly autistic Tumblr blogger here who does random stuff here! I post fictional characters in all video games, anime, and other medias I know and my sona is a magical two-tailed kitsune girl! As a sona I carry a magic wand that will poof up any random things I think, say, or imagine of! I enjoy food, cute stuff and plushies. I hope you enjoy here in my blog if you are new here! 💖(Warning, now that I am a young adult, I will make some post for adults. So Beware of Inappropriate posts🔞, and whatever you do if you see a glowing crystal prison in the main location where I am.....Do Not Touch or Go Near It......)

Enjoy this random blog, my friends!❤️ *Poofs out*

WARNING: DNI IF YOU ARE: Pedophiles, Fetishes, Abusers, Jerk and Bully, Zoophiles, Homophobic, Tr*mp Supporter, Haters, Racist, Sexist, Spammer, Fraud, Con Artist, Crime Supporter, War Supporter, N*zi Supporter and Porn Bots.

IF YOU ARE ANY OF THESE, I WILL BLOCK YOU IF YOU IGNORE THIS WARNING, AND BLOCK ME TOO IF YOU DON'T CARE.

[isaactwo]

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry bored as hell :/ HRU HI IM EREND 💪💪💪💪💪💪👟👟👟 💥💥💥💥‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

OH OH OH

UM ! YOY MUST BE IT ! HI EREND!!!!!!! I’M ISAAC!

[play-my-game]

[greenelight]

a   monstrous   soul   he   has   become   ,   but   even   still   , the former pianist   knows   he   has   some   empathy   still lingering deep   down   in   his   soulless   chest.   unlike   many   of   his   kind   ,   he   detests   the   use   of   violence   &   force   to   feed   &   survive   ,   deciding   very   early   on   post his transformation to   begin   feeding   on   animals   he   found   lurking   in   the   forest   &   then   take   blood from   infirmaries   &   hospitals   as   the   times   became   more   modern.   the   urge   for   blood   has   never   changed   ,   but   he's   grown   better   with   controlling   that   lust   ,   keeping   it   mostly   at   bay   so   he   does   not   thoughtlessly   attack   like   many   others   do.   every   so   often   ,   perhaps once every decade , there   is   word   of   a   violent   killer   going   around   the   city   &   attacking   people   at   random ,   &   despite   many   law   enforcement   figures   attempting   to   figure   out   the   reason for this   ,   they   never   think   to   look   beyond   their   protected   walls   &   realize   that   the   culprit   is   not   human   ,   but   something   far   more   dangerous. a killer who kills with reckless abandon with no human heart ? they better pray that this creature meets their own end by careless means.

mason   may   detest   hurting   others   ,   but   he   won't   go   out   of   his   way   to   help   them.   monsters   are   meant   to   walk   their   paths   alone   &   that   was   what   he   intended   to   do   for   the   remainder   of   his   immortal life.   he   doesn't   appreciate   his   peace   being   interrupted   ,   nor   does   he   enjoy   being   possibly   blamed   for   the   murders   that   are   plaguing   the   city.   he   doesn't   appreciate   being   questioned   after   everything   he's   done   to   keep   himself   out   of   trouble   &   despite   being   well   aware   of   shams   azari's   capabilities   ,   it   doesn't   stop   the   frustrated   hiss   that   leaves   his   lips at her approach.   ❝   i   am   not   a   violent   creature   ,   ❞   he   huffs   out   ,   allowing   the   woman   to   hear   every   bit   of   frustration   he   feels   dripping from his mouth like venom.   ❝   i   never   asked   for   this   life   ,   but   i   do   my   best   to   keep   my   head   down.   all   this   work   only   for   others   to   accuse   me   of   causing   reckless   pain   &   murder   just   for   survival   ?   for the thrill ? ❞   mason   shakes   his   head   ,   almost   laughing   at   the   thought.   ❝   i   think   it's   best   you   take   your   leave , miss azari.   i   can't   be   responsible   for   what   may   happen   if   you   push   me   further.   ❞

˗ˏˋ     ᵒᵛᵉʳᵗᵘʳᵉ·     entering   the   stage   ﹕   @adamanteine   as   shams   azari.

[regentzephyr]

i cited the still very good, probably 20-year old piece on Earthbound by Tim Rogers in my thesis because to me, it illustrates the game’s (and internet-era consumerism’s) individualist internal logic of the Manchild and the System qua Mother

[choasuqeen]

To resist change is the greatest act of hubris against mortal kind’s very nature

🪬🪬🪬🪬🪬

OMG BONE GOD????

HIIIIII (yes this is the only ask ive answered IM SORRY FRIENDS)

IVE MISSED YOU HOW ARE YOUUUU

[lunasohma]

the underneath

[deathtransformed]

"want to get some fresh air?"

Sherlock looks up and finds Greg standing in front of him. He had no clue about how long has he been reading this bloody report. By the time he hears the detective inspector, he could tell it's been a while. "Fresh air?" The offer's not such a bad idea. "Alright." He stood up, heading to get his coat. He needed to reset his mind a bit. Not to mention, provide sustenance to his bloody transport. "You don't look like you've eaten yet. Fancy having a quick meal too?" @amanandgoodatit