#[ i was so excited it was embarrassing ]

[pawbeanies]

actually nobody prepares you for how Embarrassing sniffing someone else's clothes is. like it's so deliberate and you have to make sure you're alone And you have to pick it up AND bring it to your face to sniff like . thats a lot of steps !!! theres so many steps for u to stop and reconsider. and yet. and yet ...

[kamabokobun]

Horrible things are happening on my canvas

[bloobydabloob]

Been getting into yellow lately

Dirk ranting from Curious cat asks under this cut

Thanks to these people for speaking with me.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 187

Clockwork would openly admit that he couldn’t see Danny’s timelines. Not since the moment he stepped into that portal and became something more. A child of Infinity, of the very Realms itself. 

But he’ll also admit that it always meant that the child surprised him all the time. This just happened to be a startling surprise, and an admittedly amusing one, even if Danny was openly complaining about the situation. 

“It’s not fair! You have to be able to fix this, right? Right?!” the ghostling, quite literally now, practically yanked at his cloak. “Clockwork, I was going to graduate, I can’t be two! Please, you’re the master of Time, you can fix this right!?” 

No, no he could not, seeing as young Daniel was in fact, immune to timeline machinations, doubly so for his own. To the ghostling’s open distress, which he did his best to soothe. What he could do instead, was stop time in his home dimension, and instead let him age back up again. 

Which the young halfa wasn’t happy about, but it was the best thing they had, so Clockwork supposed he had a ghostling now. A tiny adorable ghostling who kept pouting each time his much younger body had any sort of effect on his behavior. 

He’d never exactly had a ghostling before, nevermind one who was part human, but he would admit he honestly was enjoying it. Most time was spent alone, something he hadn’t realized until Danny ended up crashing into his unlife. 

Honestly he would openly admit that he absolutely adored his little ghostling. Who was now around four, at least physically, and had gotten into the adorable habit of curling up in the pendulum in his chest. Which was honestly the safest spot in Long Now, he’d admit. 

The singular issue however, with this habit, was that when someone attempted to summon him, they got his ghostling as well. And well, normally he could very much control himself for these summonings that happened every few hundred or so years, but well. There was a reason why even the Observants had stopped popping in the moment they realized he had a ghostling. 

Nesting ghosts do not mess around should they feel one is messing with their very vulnerable child, and really it’s not his fault the mortal cultists woke up and startled Danny. Perhaps deleting them from the timeline was a bit too far, if the other mortals rapid paling was to go by, but oh well. 

[bindinglove]

“lucien and nesta would tear each other apart”

lucien is literally tamlin’s best friend. TAMLIN’S. known for his temper and mood swings and aggressive behavior toward himself and sometimes others. what on earth are you even talking about. lucien knows exactly how to handle someone with big emotions and unhealthy coping mechanisms. he’s also sincerely kind and patient with the people he loves and has no problem with boundaries and space. he and nesta are genuinely the last two characters who would ever tear each other apart fr.

[timethehobo]

I can’t do those nice painted styles so I can only offer something more stylised. 🤲 An attempt on colours.

[starleska]

psst, hey, fellow selfshippers and lovers of fictional characters!! something i want to share and reassure folks on as a person who gets character crushes super easily: don't be embarrassed by whoever's making your brain light up 🥰💖 i see some lovely folks get really in their head about this. perhaps they've always crushed on a specific kind of character, so when they get one who's a little different, they feel like they can't talk about it. maybe they've touted themselves as having one crush and have been super dedicated that whole time, so feel like it's a betrayal somehow, or makes them less of whichever label (e.g., yume, selfshipper, etc.) they've identified with. i'm here to tell you that's all nonsense!! 💖 this is fandom. you're not an influencer and you don't need to keep up a specific 'brand'!! if you see a character who makes your heart all gushy, don't think up an imaginary critical audience who is going to yell at you for not fixating on the 'right' thing. life's too short to deny yourself happiness 🫂

[mr-urple]

phenomenon i've noticed about my speech

[pikhachu]

i fell in love with her the second i saw her name empanada i love you

[envolvenuances]

mentioned Ibe in the previous post so in case anyone doesn't know him he is a doctor who makes medical illustrations showing black people.

and my personal favourite:

[buwheal]

hey spamton! anything interesting happen recently?

[alternatesilco]

an angel dies I DIE everytime I meet a fellow Silco enthusiast who can’t accept he was a bad father. I am clawing and bouncing off the walls of my padded enclosure, stop defending his parenting!!! He was a shit father!!! A good dad wouldn’t raise their child to be violent and hateful; a good dad wouldn’t enable and nurture resentment and aggression.

Silco being a loving but horrible father is such a big part of his character that I struggle to understand how people can enjoy his writing but deny/defend it simultaneously.

Silco did not love Jinx in a way that meant doing what’s best for her— it was loving her no matter what she did. He loved her so much that when he had a chance to get his Nation of Zaun at her expense, he gave it up! He gave it all up. Something he desired for so long.

I LOVE talking about Silco’s bad qualities!!!! He’s so interesting, I want to bake him into a gingerbread man.

I could yap longer but I’m out of words and sleep deprived. :,D

Feel free to correct me on anything or give your opinion!! I do not pride myself on how well I am able to articulate my thoughts.

TLDR; If you’re going to like my pretty princess drug lord, don’t deny the aspect that’s such an integral part of him! And uuhhh loving father ≠ good father.

“I never would’ve given you to them, not for anything. Don’t cry. You’re perfect.”

“A thousand times I've imagined this moment. All we've ever wanted— the boy didn't even haggle. And what do I lose but problems. Oh, it all makes sense now, brother. Is there anything so undoing as a daughter?”

“It’s okay, we’ll show them. We will show them all.”

[deadpoets]

GILMORE GIRLS 02.21 | Lorelai's Graduation Day

[onifanss]

I get so over excited about sharing things with people when I like them and I just keep going on and on and on. It’s so embarrassing when I look at how much I’ve said, I just wanna crawl into a hole and never come out 😭

[flwrkid14]

Damian Wayne’s LPS Collection – It’s Not Playing with Toys

Okay, so imagine this: Damian Wayne has a secret Littlest Pet Shop collection.

Not because he likes toys, of course—don’t even dare suggest that to him—but because they’re tiny animals. And we all know Damian has a soft spot for animals. If he can’t have a real shark, lion, or eagle in Wayne Manor (not that he hasn’t tried to convince Bruce), he compensates by collecting their miniature versions.

Each animal has a name. Every. Single. One. They all have distinct personalities too. His tiger, for example, is named ‘Asad,’ and it’s fierce but gentle. His dolphin, ‘Iris,’ is curious and stubborn. There’s a black-and-white shorthair named ‘Sable’ who bears an uncanny resemblance to Alfred the Cat (and might just be his favorite). Damian has meticulously thought up their likes, dislikes, favorite foods, and even specific ways they “interact” with one another.

But here’s the kicker: Damian refuses to admit that these figures are anything remotely close to toys. No, no—he collects them. They help him stay in tune with animals he respects but can’t keep. He’s not playing with them, he’s “accompanying” them.

Example? Damian shows up to dinner, Sable tucked into his jacket pocket. When Dick raises an eyebrow, Damian coolly explains, “No, Grayson, I am not playing with toys. She is merely accompanying me at dinner. I find her presence comforting.” Dick tries to hide his smirk because, seriously, it’s so Damian.

Deep down, though, these LPS figures give Damian something important. They allow him to be a kid—in a way he’s always struggled with. Sure, he’ll never admit that, and yes, he might even find the act of “playing” with figures completely beneath him. But these tiny animals let him indulge in a bit of imagination, something he didn’t have much of growing up in the League. It’s quiet. It’s personal. And it’s something that brings him comfort in a world that can often feel too big and too serious for a boy his age.

So if you catch Damian in the Batcave with a mini lion figure on the desk while he’s working on mission intel? Just know he’s not playing. That’s ‘Shahir,’ and he’s only there for… company.

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

Why does wanting to talk to people always feel so embarrassing 😭😭