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[ultimatebottom69]

Hitting Jimmy to me is tbe equivalent of basic decency. Yes I will like it.

they liked this on twitter im thinking you would too

[auroracalisto]

movie!fiyero x gn!reader, 365 words summary: life is so much simpler without a brain—no worries, no questioning the world around you. a/n: idk what this is. blame the peppermint mocha in my hand and gregory alan isakov.

"Life is so much simpler for those without a brain," hummed Fiyero, gentle hands brushing over the apples of your cheeks. His eyes flickered from yours to your lips, a subtle hitch catching his breath.

Oh, he adored you. More than life itself. But how could someone like him have what he wanted in a simple commoner like you? It simply wasn't possible.

You leaned against his hands, eyes flickering up to his. "I feel like you're being dramatic," you said. You turned your hand to his palm, pressing a soft kiss to the warm, calloused skin.

"I beg to differ," he said, a playful smile on his lips.

"But why? Having a brain gives you so many opportunities, Fiyero," you said. "Living without one is like... like living without a heart."

"Living without a heart," he said, a soft scoff escaping him. "If I lived without a brain, I'd still have my heart, darling. At least if I only had a heart, I wouldn't be debating on every little thing, hm? I'd be able to breathe for once without worry stabbing me in the back at every other stop."

Your eyes softened. "Oh," you softly said.

There it was. Worry.

"You worry, for what?"

He blinked slowly at you. You wouldn't simply let this go, would you?

"Well... I..."

For once, you had rendered him speechless—that didn't often happen. Typically, he had so much to say.

You gently grabbed his hand, eyes peering into his. "Fiyero," you softly said. "I will always listen. If there is something you worry about, talk to me. Don't wish away the one thing that I admire you for."

He snorted softly. "You admire my brain? Pink muscle and all?"

"I admire you," you said. "Without your brain, you wouldn't be my Fiyero, now would you?"

"Your Fiyero, hm?"

You smiled softly at his question. "Yes. My Fiyero."

He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. "I don't wish to speak of it any further," he softly said. "But... but when I find what I want to say to you, you will be the first to hear it."

"You promise?"

He chuckled softly. "I promise."

[dailyshittymumbojumbodoodles]

Day 232: You could say he’s a fairy

[kaffeinatedghost]

@academic-vampire

[ombrabrontok]

☕ Good Morning!

A coffee? One walk? Some music? Just the two of us?

[sincerely-sofie]

LAMB YOU DENSE MOTHERF####R JUST LOOK PAST YOUR INTERPRETATION OF HIM FOR JUST A SECOND.

btw you have SUCH a UNIQUE art style and i LOVE IT.

(Thank you for the compliment, you’re very kind!!)

[rielzero]

Ohh, so I was looking at my storage and found these! I originally shared them on twitter before yeeting the platform. Anyway, feel free to use! Art memes for your oc :D

[auroracalisto]

thomas shelby x gn!reader, 388 words summary: soft moments between husband and spouse. a/n: was gonna make this longer but I think it's good where it is. I think I had a brain fart while writing this <3

You lay against your husband's chest, fingers languidly brushing against the tattoo above his pectoral muscle. You do not move to look up at him—you know he's still awake as he pulls his cigarette from his lips and breathes out deeply.

You press a soft kiss to his skin, and you feel his free hand rest itself on the small of your back.

"You'll be gone for how long?" you softly ask. It's not the first time you had asked, either, but you just wanted to hear his voice. It made you a nervous wreck to think about it.

He let out a soft sigh. "Just a week," he says. "You know this, Y/n."

You frown softly, finger stopping its ministrations as you finally look up at him.

"I'm sorry," you softly say. "Just..."

He took another drag of his cigarette as he looks down at you.

"I just want you to be careful, you know? Luca's capable of some... well..."

"Yeah," he gruffly said, the smoke escaping through his nostrils. He leans forward and presses a kiss to your forehead. "I know."

"Just a week," you say. "Then you'll be home."

"Then I'll be home."

"I hope it goes by quickly," you mumble, laying back on your pillow and moving away from his chest. You stretch out, looking up at the wooden ceiling of your home. "You will call if anything goes wrong, yes?"

"Always." He grabs his whiskey glass from the bedside table and takes a sip. He offers his cigarette to you. "Come back," he says. "I still have a few hours before I need to be ready."

Your eyes flicker to his, and a small smile forms on your lips. "You don't want to sleep?"

He sat his glass down and smashes the cigarette into the ashtray, before he moves towards you, hands moving to your hips. He leans forward and presses a soft kiss to your lips before his lips trail to your jawline.

"I won't see you for a week and you want to send me away without love?"

You scoff softly and wrap your arms around his neck. "Who said you'd leave without love?"

He gives you a soft smile before his lips once again find yours, and you find yourself melting into his touch like so many nights before.

[paragonrobits]

some important calvin and hobbes facts in case you haven't read the original comic strip in a long time or only absorbed stuff on it from memes and out of context bits on here:

Calvin's last name has never been given, and neither has any of his parent's names. This was actually why his uncle Max only showed up for a brief storyline; the creator of the comic, Bill Watterson, ultimately felt that while it was fine to have him as someone for his parents to talk to, it felt far too awkward to never have Max refer to them by name and he never made a return appearance.

The general tone of the comic is fairly light-hearted, with a big emphasis on goofy slapstick comedy contrasted by clever wordplay and often surprising adult-centered jokes that'll hit you like a slap. A big part of the comedy is, as Watterson put it (paraphrased) "It's really funny to me when people express deeply stupid ideas with really fancy terminology." One notable example you might have seen is that one bit where Calvin asks his mom for money to buy a Satan-worshiping rock album and his mom replies that there's nothing genuine about them and they're just putting on the attitude for shock value, and comisserates with Calvin as he deplores that mainstream nihilism can't be trusted. He concludes that childhood is disillusioning.

There is a LOT of criticism of the extreme materialism and selfish mentality of the late 80s, when the comic was initially written. This may go a long way to explain how its aged so well; much of what it criticizes resonates well with people today.

Bill Watterson views comic strips a legitimate form of artwork, and repeatedly fought to have more space to draw more beautiful and artistic backgrounds, which was a very hard fight and unpopular even with other comic strip artists. He eventually did win some compromises and a lot of Calvin And Hobbes' artwork shows it, with the use of space to indicate time as well as a sharp contrast between the often plain environments of mundane life contrasted by the wildly beautiful imagery of Calvin's imagination (which often sports realistic depictions in an art shift of sorts).

Hobbes is explicitly not an imaginary friend, by word of Watterson himself. We don't know WHAT he is exactly, and Hobbes is apparently unaware of the strange nature of his reality; people look at him and only see an ordinary stuffed tiger plushie, but he has a tangible effect on the world that would be physically impossible for Calvin to do on his own. He's apparently been around for a while, and was apparently around when Calvin was a young baby.

On that note; Hobbes has implicitly killed (notably treated as both a gag and also with the vibe of 'he's a tiger, duh') and while he doesn't do it again on-screen, he doesn't have any moral issues about it. Calvin claims that he's never had trouble bringing Hobbes to school because the last time he did, Hobbes killed and ate a bully named Tommy Chestnut and simply comments that it was gross and he needed a bath. Calvin's tried to repeat this again, but Hobbes was grossed out at the thought having to eat a kid raw and not being allowed to use an oven first, or complaining that children are too fattening.

Hobbes became gradually less human-like in body language and more like an actual cat in both body language and behavior; this was due to Watterson drawing more inspiration from his cat, who also inspired a lot of Hobbes' running gags, such as pouncing on Calvin when he got home. Several years into the syndication of the strip, Watterson's cat passed away, and he did a tribute to her with a comic strip of the two of them agreeing to try to dream together so they can keep playing when they have to sleep; Watterson's commentary (if I recall right), remarks on his cat: "We can see each other again in dreams."

[infohazardouz]

another queued mw post with dad swansea and the only curly ive ever drawn. this is old and i dont draw any of them like this anymore except maybe swansea because he was born perfect

[gotchibam]

Chandelure ko-fi doodle for solar!

[ombrabrontok]

💚

㋡🥀

[dailyshittymumbojumbodoodles]

Day 231: Strm

[counting-stars-gayly]

[sincerely-sofie]

I just love your art so much am going to be SO EXCITED to read you cool fanfic and and I can’t wait to see stuff with fern and narinder. Also is fern and their parents going to have a discussion?

Thank you so much for your kind words, they mean a lot!! :,>

Firn and her parents have a lot to discuss once her true identity comes to light. And even once the credits roll for the fanfic, there’s going to still be some things that will need to be addressed in comics and oneshots… one of these things being their opinions of Narinder.

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reblog for larger sample size :)