#... pun not intended.

[scourgefrontiers]

me: idk. i dont wanna be known as the danny phantom guy anymore i think

me as soon as i see something dp related that i want to draw:

[soft-spooks]

ok that line in r.ot/b where o/ptim.us was like "i dont want you hanging around at that drive in theatre anymore" to bee was. so fukcing good. i love him

[yellow-sword]

My sword is even colder.

[thatfandomshit]

My main takeaway from the Agatha All Along finale is that Kathryn Hahn will be cracking jokes over Joe Locke’s shoulder for the entirety of Young Avengers and I could not be happier

[murasaki-cha]

Honestly Wade and Logan could have kissed on the mouth and I would have just gone "Eh not the gayest thing they've done so far"

[isjasz]

[Day 321] 💜

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Ok Listen somehow my pieces get harder to explain every time. um. uh. my friend suggested lineless kissing art then we went insane, then they suggested watcher grian and secret life scar so uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh👍i had fun HASJKDAEHWEJ

[alabasterpickles]

I’m EXTREMELY hyped for the new Ultraman Rising movie so I designed shirts for my fam and I to wear for the premier!!

It’s literally my favorite trope of all time and features a giant pink lizard baby, I am smitten

[tintin-official]

the truth you all don't want to admit is that in the mlp universe jesus christ did exist and he became a carpenter because of his cutiemark that was two planks and some nails and only right before the end did he figure out he had gotten it all mixed up

[sophsun1]

JAMES MARSTERS as Spike

Buffy the Vampire Slayer – 5.07: Fool for Love

[jukeboxindie]

i miss him so much but i hope we never see him again in canon

[lucyllawless]

#rio protecting her wife

[tojisun]

simon’s not used to this—the boundless devotion shining in your eyes. how, when you are lost, you look onto him for guidance; for a tether; for a warm hand on your back as he wades you through the shifting tides.

simon’s not used to being the one to receive such loyalty, unyielding and whole. because he had been so used to being the one on his knees; the dog who heels; the mutt that is leashed.

he’s not used to being the divine; the one being worshipped; the one with its priestess.

but here you are, in front of him, shaking, faithful. eyes wet with tears, yes, but chin tipped up. waiting for his blessing. his gift. his passion.

simon croons, cupping your cheek and swiping just underneath your eye. like this, he feels untouchable. like a magnanimous entity. like the only one who is worthy of you.

“i know, i know,” he says. “i’ve got you, sweetheart. i’ve got you.”

you nuzzle your cheek into his palm, mewling, breaths hitching, and so, so putty. so trusting. so reverent of him.

simon’s lip trembles because how could someone ever make him feel bigger than he truly is? how could someone love him so much that he feels like he is soaring up above?

how could someone see his scars and his anger, and still find comfort in his chaos?

(this must be why prometheus stole the embers of the fire and offered it to the humans—because isn’t it so addicting to be needed?)

[liesmyth]

this girl can fit so many girls in her.

[mirrorhouse]

[daddyplasmius]

[magpiedraws]

I have some proper ouaw art in the works but in the meantime have a meme