#*Gremlin sounds*

[glitch07deity]

HEHEHEH MY HAND HURTS BUT IT WAS WORTH IT <3

DTYS Entry for Kare’s celebration on 500+ watchers! This was so fun to make and honestly this was the perfect excuse to draw the beans, they’re so unique and expressive <3 10/10 would draw them again (especially Sain, binging Rammstein really brought out his personality in the drawing LMAO)

Love you @kare-bear117 <3

[wandixx]

Seriously chaotic fashion misadventures

I realized I posted a teaser and never really followed up on it, so here is some more of that

“Hey, Dami?”

Boy hadn’t looked up from the kittens he was bottle feeding but let out a hum indicating he listened.

“I'm thinking about trying out a more girlish style. Do you think it would suit me?”

Well, Damian had no idea but if Dani wished to give it a chance, then, well, the only proper reaction was to offer his aid.

*-*-*

“Father, I require access to your rouge gallery.”

Bruce almost choked on his breakfast when his youngest made this announcement.

Rouge gallery, as his children playfully called it, was vast collection of lipsticks, which he collected to uphold his Brucie persona. Famous playboy with head constantly in the clouds couldn’t not show up with discreet signs of scandal from time to time. And it couldn’t always be the same shade. Or scent when he choose more subtle approach and used one of his more feminine perfumes.

In all honesty, he enjoyed this.

But that’s not the point, point was that Damian wanted to use it and Bruce needed to know what disaster would fall upon him if he agreed.

“Mind telling me why, chum?”

Dick, who visited Manor for a weekend, barely stifled his laughter while Tim stared at his empty coffee mug like it personally betrayed him. Cass just wore her usual knowing and mischievous smile.

Damian shifted in his chair, hands clenching on butter knife. He was nervous and suddenly Bruce dreaded the answer he was about to hear.

“I don’t see how me sharing this information would change anything. It won’t be used to cause harm to anyone but it’s necessary in the extracurricular project I just started.”

“Dami, what project?” Dick asked, voice oozing with genuine curiosity and excitement. He was almost bouncing.

“I don’t want to disclose it.”

“Is this a hero or civilian type of deal?”

Damian didn’t look any of them in the eyes, both hands clenching on his seat as he kept shifting. Bruce narrowed his eyes. Was his youngest… flustered?

“Civilian”

“Alright, great” Dick swung back with single clap, almost tripping his chair over “I think B won’t have anything against you using his rouge gallery, will he?” Man knew his oldest son well enough to recognize his ‘don’t you dare to disagree’ tone. He was confused but there wasn’t any harm so he nodded with affirmative hum.

“Thank you, Father”

Boy practically inhaled rest of his food and rushed outside. Despite all his training and all his efforts, they clearly saw his excitement. Tim pinched himself and returned to staring at his mug.

“Cass, have you seen what I’ve seen or am I overreacting?” Dick asked, barely restraining his enthusiasm. Girl nodded eagerly, shoving more crumbs into her mouth. Young man cheered, throwing his hands up.

“What have I missed?” Tim mumbled, frowning a little.

“BABY BAT HAS A CRUSH!”

Cass nodded again with wide smile.

Oh.

Oh no.

Who were they? What did he know about them? Was Protocol 3r0s started? Did someone run a background check already? What could they do if they somehow hurt Damian? Was this person a risk to their identities? Oh gods, oh no.

He probably will have to do The Talk™.

He always dreaded having The Talk, with any of his kids. He felt The Talk with Damian would be even worse. Understandably so.

“Also sleep in at least three da-”

“Fuck off, dick.”

“Was this insult or-”

His children remained obvious to how much work it meant, cheering and sassing each other like they often did.

*-*-*

Damian did not know how it was possible but he lowered his guard enough to get caught.

"What are you doing?" Brown choked out after they stared at each other for a long moment.

"It does not concern you–"

"You're rummaging through my wardrobe, not many things concern me more and also, that's frickin creepy don't do it to anyone outside of the family"

She did have a point however he was not convinced it would be the correct approach if he shared his plan. Father's wards (even unofficial like Brown) tended to make assumptions and overreact based on these conjectures. Dani wasn't easy to scare off but he didn't want to check if his family would manage. They often did things thought to be impossible.

He tried to get away but the blonde stood fiercely in a door, leaving the window as the only way out. He wasn't this desperate. Yet.

Girl looked more and more angry at his silence. He had to give her some answers.

Now that he actually considered it, she could be a useful asset. She was far better versed in women's fashion and if he phrased it correctly, he wouldn't even need to bribe her. Question was, how should he phrase it?

"I have an acquaintance- I have a friend," he corrected himself "from the animal shelter I volunteer at. She mentioned wanting to try out more 'girlish style' and asked for my opinion. I wanted to see if you had any clothes that would fit her. She is smaller than me so I thought that whatever I take, it wouldn't be missed." 

Brown grinned with an unsettling gleam in her eyes. He suddenly regretted opening his mouth if not coming to this room in the first place. 

"Say no more, I have a plan Demon Child"

[lorax-devito]

claim your ‘I was a wicked fan before the movie came out’ ticket here

[exercise-of-trust]

Hello, your art style is so beautiful!! Could I request a Finrod? And if you’re feeling like a indulging a more specific request, him working on a carving on a wall or something in Nargothrond? I’ve been rotating his carving so much lately.

right so i know you said "carving" but also "caving" is only one letter off and i was endlessly charmed by the idea of finrod's first visit to nargothrond being wet and messy and chaotic. he has rope and climbing chalk and like 20 cool rocks in his bag and he's having a great time!

(requests open through the end of the month)

[likesummerrainn]

AEW Dynamite | 10.08.24

[clarity2electricboogaloo]

The absolute DEMONS that leave me when I think about arcane

[moonmeg]

turns out being the chosen one isn't so fun.

[ghostinthegallery]

If anyone has ever thought to themselves "gee i sure wish I could listen to that one super long necron fanfic" now is your chance! First chapter is up and it's so fun (and flattering) hearing it all aloud.

With character voice 🥰

[spacedace]

Joking summary of this one bit of Foundling at the Door:

Clark: Phew, finally got Kon and Tim to go get a couple of hours of sleep down in the dorms. Man, they act like I'm going to just lose her the second they're out of the room or something!

Elle: *wakes up from her coma the second Tim & Kon walk out the door*

Elle: *makes direct eye contact with Clark*

Elle:

Clark: well

Clark: fuck

[skyclan-funny-name-squad]

Im laughing as Im listening to Moonkitti's episode on redtail, so THATS where hawkfrost got his gay thot powers this is some of the most genuine flirting i have heard in this series

[brainrotcharacters]

because what do you mean I just got off on the phone with a client and I spoke all adulty but as soon as the call ended I'm giggling over two gay old men in a Honda Odyssey

[captainpirateface]

[ahismyhusband]

*~sleepless & restless~*

this is more of a silly fic than fluff and is incomplete; i always come up with stuff like this but hardly ever write down the sitcom-esque scenarios running through my head :p

also for whatever reason, i just can't resist being slightly annoying for A.H and making him a wee bit grumpy ;3

P.S you can tell i clearly know nothing about insomnia, i never meant for this fic to be taken seriously so i'm sorry in advance :s

~~~

"I can't sleep," Adolf rubbed a hand across his face tiredly, raising the cup of tea in his other hand slightly in preparation to take a sip.

The time on the clock read 2:15 in the morning, and as per usual the Führer struggled to get rest, knowing full well he had a big day tomorrow and needed as much rest as he could get tonight. And as per usual here lately, we sat together while he drank tea and I a coffee, whiling away the time in hopes of relaxing enough to be able to successfully turn in for the night.

"Well," I began, "I think the problem is you're trying to go to sleep," I raise the mug to my lips and take a small drink of my coffee, which was far too hot to gulp down like I usually do.

Adolf looked at me deadpan. "Schatz, I'm human, I can't stay awake forever," he pinched the bridge of his nose, exasperated. "Especially if I'm going to deliver this speech tomorrow."

I shook my head. "No, no, I know that, obviously," I chuckled at his reaction, "I mean you're intentionally trying to sleep. You're putting too much pressure on yourself and it's keeping you awake," I gently clarified. "Probably counting how many hours you'll get if only you could conk out then and there in that exact moment or within the next ten minutes or so. Right?"

He looked at me quizzically. "How did you know that?"

"Because I do it, too," I replied. "I can never go to sleep if I'm actively trying to. I have to accidentally fall asleep."

"Accidentally?"

"Yeah, I have to get so tired I just black out on my own. Otherwise my thoughts keep me awake at night."

Adolf put his tea down. "And tell me, Schätzchen, how exactly you propose I'm to do that?"

I put my coffee down in return, grinning. "I have a few ideas," I playfully replied, tone light and airy.

Furrowing his brows, he shook his head slightly. "Too tired for that," he made a bit of a face. "Not in the mood right now, anyway."

I accidentally snorted when I laughed. "No, get your mind out of the gutter," I scolded teasingly. "Nothing like that."

Tilting his head, curious now he asked, "Then what is it?"

"Get comfy," I replied simply and boldly.

I received an eyeroll this time. "I already do that," he retorted.

"Yeah, but you're still dead-focused on sleep. Get under the covers, bundle up, completely burrito yourself, focus on the warmth. Do it just for the coziness alone. Take sleep completely off your mind and it will never come easier, trust me."

Adolf considered the conviction with which I'd given my advice and looked at me skeptically. "And what, pray tell, will keep my mind from wandering back to the overwhelming amount of things I have to do tomorrow?" At this point, I could tell he was just trying to be difficult, trying to find a loophole to catch me off guard. But, I beamed at him like a spotlight, having already thought this out beforehand, and I take a long, lingering sip of my hot coffee before I speak.

"Having a snuggle-buddy, of course," I was now impishly grinning at him with chaotic mischief, seeing his eyes widen with almost horror at this, adding further to my amusement. Adolf and I slept in separate beds in separate rooms in the Berghof despite being married, and he insisted that it was because sleeping with someone else in the same bed was too distracting, and as such the only times we did so was after incredibly passionate, heavy lovemaking, where we've ended up too exhausted to think or keep our eyes open even if we wanted to.

"Oh, no," he started, "I see where you're going with this, Fräulein-- and the answer is nein," he crossed his arms. "At that point I'd might as well try and stay up."

"No, no," I giggled, "Please, give it a try!"

"You'll be up all night yourself," he retorted. "You told me you can't sleep with someone else in bed with you either," he reminded me a bit sourly, and he was right, because it was true. "We'd be up all night tossing and turning, and by the time we finally manage to fall asleep, we'd have to get up again."

"…Maybe not tonight--"

"Tonight, of all nights, would be exactly when that would happen," he snapped.

"I'll do my best to keep still, promise," I somehow managed to resist a snicker.

"And if you're not tossing and turning, then you'll be wrapped all over me like some sort of octopus," he practically shuddered. "Heaven help me if I need to get up and use the bathroom. Then we're both awake again and back where we started."

"Just give it a try, please?"

[deathsvvitch]

Hi Tai!! I hope you're doing well today 🫶🏾🩷 ✨️-suggestion: draw Ale with a flower you associate with him? ovo and please tell us why you associate that flower with them!

omg nimo hi hello!! ♥♥ thank you so much for the suggestion!! i will say it took every fiber of my being not to fully finish this -- i never draw flowers, but I had to do this one-

so I cheated a little-- there's actually two flowers I associate with Ale!

Hydrangea and Imperial Gem Lavender, specifically Pink+Purple Hydrangea!

-> There's a few reasons behind these two, and it revolves around Ale's main character development as the series plays out. Ale and the Novana both are meant to represent change and breaking the mold. Specifically, Ale breaking away from tradition with the Family and following their own path regardless of what people want for them, whether that be their own identity and how people view them, or the Novana's Curse.

-> Hydrangea actually have separate meanings depending on location. For Japan, they're meant to represent sincere, heartfelt emotion, understanding, and togetherness. Meanwhile, in Europe (aka back home for Ale), hydrangeas represent arrogance and boastfulness, symbolizing the 'rebellion' Ale showed and why Ale doesn't consider Italy their home anymore. Japan became their home, they met friends for the first time, had a whirlwind of an experience that led to a path for them that they'd only hoped for.

-> Lavender is only a secondary thought, hydrangeas being the primary symbol/flower here. Lavender represents calmness, devotion, and pride. Calmness for how they end up more in control of their emotions after breaking away from their mother, Devotion for the friends they've made in Japan and their Guardians, and Pride for how they finally feel comfortable in their own skin.

AAAAAA this got very wordy, but I very much enjoyed this!! Thank you so much Nimo! ♥

[idkaguyorsomething]

with just about any incarnation of the doctor, any time they go “oh, but the master and i used to be friends 🥺” it tends to come with a sense of mystery, since they have such different goals, ideologies, and personalities. then you see some early first doctor episodes and yeah that tracks.

[fadedrainbowbookshelves]

A couple of clowns sharing a couple of jokes.