#(eh kinda)

[glowfangs]

[nextstopparis]

lol. can i just say. if i was arthur and id just lost everything. like literally everything. and i was travelling with two people who wouldnt stop saying Just How Much they despised me, the woman i loved who i hadnt seen in weeks and couldnt fully forgive yet, and literally the Only constant in my life like the one person i was fully emotionally dependent on at that point. and he was like “im gonna offer myself up as distraction” with the pretty okay if shaky logic of knowing the terrain better than the others. and then he replied to my “dont do anything stupid” with a “me?” that has YEARS worth of acknowledgement that does in fact do VERY STUPID AND DANGEROUS THINGS. and a grin. before running off. i would actually just kms right then and there if a heart attack didnt beat me to it. LOL

[himbo-in-limbo]

Glamrock Blues pt 2! (Tw spoilers) first half!

Unfortunately the whole thing is 11 panels long so I’ll be adding the other part after this!

you’ll find all comic parts tagged under “glamrock blues” on these posts :D

Thanks sm for the feedback on the last post!!

[ouroborosisshe]

[xxcalicofemmexx]

extremely self-indulgent moodboard time !!!

kitty pan lesbian + calico cats

flag credit: @loveletterliom

[safetyrat]

love the random c!scott lore in martyns chat. this is canon to me now

[woah-uhuh-uhuh-uhuh]

I always thought if a SQUIP user asks for a nonhuman character (e.g. Kermit or a sexy anime catgirl with a tail), you just sort of perceive them in the way you can perceive characters in dreams??

As in, you're not literally seeing Hatsune Miku standing there, a 2D object meshing with reality. Instead you just have the "delusion" (not sure how else to phrase it) that the concept of Hatsune Miku is talking to you. For me at least, I can almost never recall visual information from my dreams... Because I don't think there WERE visuals. It was just my brain constructing a narrative of what happened that I perceived the same way as the OUTPUT of my brain's sensory processing. It said "you're talking to Miku" and I went "okay" because that's the same amount of information I receive when I actually see and recognize a person; my brain takes all that light information and translates it into an abstract concept like "you're talking to your friend Tom," and that's all my inner brain is really used to seeing of the world.

I know this kind of contradicts canon, but if I were to write the squip, I'd have most of its powers operate by changing what you THINK you see/hear/know, and not actually altering your senses that much. Like if I were to rewrite optic nerve blocking, I'd have it not actually block Jeremy's optic nerves, but instead just make Jeremy incapable of recognizing/noticing the sensory stimuli that make up Michael Mell.

Both more efficient and way creepier in my opinion --- Jeremy SEES Michael, he just… doesn't know what he's looking at. His brain literally can't process Michael's face as a human person. That's just a wall or a backpack or something.

(Initially wrote this as a reply to @stormytbh's post about squips appearing with an art style --- I didn't mean this as a rebuttal or anything, it just got me thinking about my rich goranski lore and then I realized that leaving it as a comment would totally derail the post lol)

[twipsai]

your best, my best!

(if you like, id appreciate a reblog aswell!)

[saym0-0]

i reserve to be a little bit cringe about my gender and design my spidersona a trans flag suit. he wears it all june and at any pride events.

ive decided that hes very openly trans, he goes by spiderman and uses he/him pronouns but dresses very femininely (this is just me irl btw 💀) and patriotic bastards (you know the type) are SO mad that new yorks only superhero is a fem transman with an rp accent

you may be thinking ‘but saym! theres only so many british pink haired transmascs in new york, you’d be clocked right away!’ but see i have a plan a scheme! (civilian saym uses he/they pronouns)(and is non binary not transmasc)(this works because he is a cartoon superhero)

[felixcosm]

Transcript under cut:

 JOHN: Yes! Yes, come on! Come on! Okay. Okay. (He starts to heat the hook. Crunching sound continues.) We have it. We-we have it, I just. I just need to thread it through the fishing hooks. It’s okay, Arthur! We can do this, if I… if I can just… if I can just get it through…(Frustrated.) Come on! Would you just – (Louder.) would you just fucking help! Instead of sitting there! For fuck’s sake. 

(The chewing temporarily stops. A chair creaks.)

KAYNE (innocently): Who, me?

JOHN: Yes, you! You fucking –

(Kayne breaks into uproarious laughter.)

KAYNE: No, no, no, no no no! No. I’m enjoying, keep going! I’m good, thank you. (He burps.)

JOHN: (sighs) I’m gonna sew up your stomach, Arthur. (Kayne sucks in air through his teeth.) What?

KAYNE: Nothing! Nothing. Are you sure that’s a good idea, though? (He gets up from the chair and comes closer, making noises like he’s walking over hot coals.) Ahhhhh, yep. He’s dead.

JOHN (vitriolic): He is not, you piece of shit.

KAYNE: I don’t know! He looks dead to me. And I know death. We have a standing lunch date. (In realization.) Oh! You two do too, don’t you? (Something squishes. In mock sympathy.) Oh…. oh, that’s gonna hurt. 

(Something else squishes. Kayne audibly winces.)

JOHN: What?

KAYNE: Oh, you’re doing it like that? (Condescending.) Oh! He’s toast.

JOHN: Then fucking help me, god damn it, Kayne!

KAYNE (dramatic gasp): Help you? That wasn’t the deal.

JOHN: How am I supposed to get him to New York, let alone where you want him –

KAYNE: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! (Indignant.) That is not my problem, golden boy! You are to worry about logistics.

JOHN (calmer): Help me.

KAYNE: I already did! Remember?

JOHN (angrier): Then why the fuck are you here?

KAYNE: I don’t want to miss this part, are you kidding? Needed a front row seat, even brought my own snack. (He starts crunching again.)

JOHN (disgusted): Jesus fucking Christ.

KAYNE: Present and accounted for!

JOHN: Shut up, then! Let me focus.

KAYNE: Of course! (Fake respect.) Utmost respect for surgeons. Please, continue. (He makes noises of fake respect, like a blustering general, as he returns to his chair.)

JOHN: Ugh – come on, Arthur. (As John continues surgery, Kayne gasps and winces like he’s in a sports match.)

KAYNE (utmost seriousness): Steady hand! Steady hand! Steadier… (Fake applause track.) hey! Woo! Hey, you’re pretty good. That almost looks like you’re not trying to kill him. 

JOHN (defeated): I can’t get him out of here like this.

KAYNE: You can! You will. (With gusto.) You’re indomitable, my friend! Look at you. Undefeated. 

[vanivanvanilla]

smth i keep thinking abt is yesterday ash referred to himself and pbaj as cops which is hilarious considering what he thinks of cops

[catzgam3rz]

“DO I HAVE THE MOST CIS BABY ON THE SERVER” IS A FANTASTIC SENTENCE TO HEAR FROM PHILZA MINECRAFTS MOUTH

[shootingstarwritings]

Well, shit

Didn’t expect that. Not when I jumped into this cutie and was trying to get a nice selfie.

I was just checking tumblr on a whim and look and behold! 1k. Didn’t think I would get to this point. I was just enjoying some hopping around, but now a thousand of y’all go ahead and follow!

Thanks for reading. I appreciate it. May we all keep writing smut and keep improving with our writing.

[macaroonkitti]

Little post-totk design concept doodle

[thresholdbb]

Introduced my nephew to booping, Nutella, and pool shark Janeway, so I'm good with what I've accomplished today

[doodle-bun-makes]

Just saw the new puss in boots movie and all I have to say is

I have never laughed so hard at a movie as when Jack Horner first started speaking. I don’t know what I was expecting, but when John Mulaney’s voice came out of that stupid looking character I just lost it. My sister was so confused as to why I was laughing so hard I was crying. Every time he was on screen I’d start giggling