#AAAAAAA ITS THEM ITS THEM

[wr3n-th3-4n1m4t0r]

Forgive me but I couldn’t resist T^T

AAAA AAAAA AAAAAAAAAAA ITS THEM

THIS IS SO CUTE… THANK YOU!!!! 😭

dragging this into the photo album…

i love how she’s just giving him head pats… might redraw this…

[alukaforyou]

undecided on the hair 👽

[gunstellations]

It all starts with this...

[seventh-district]

Figured I'd try my hand at some Redacted character post/text edits!

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Credit to @/sainthowlzon for all the Listener icons, and to @/elisacaleisa for their google drive with all the canon icons!

(slightly alternative version of the Solaires' GC edit below the cut bc i had a lil too much fun with what Vincent would name his contacts)

[itslilacmoon]

finally... origins of the luz+hunter suicide pact <3

[kyurochurro]

WOAH!! 4 of them 🤔✨🌷🎸🎶🇬🇧

been watching A Hard Day’s Night a lot during these finals weeks!! have some Beatles :D

extra B&W version!!

[doostyaudi]

Emm.. They're on a date... For the first time....

[ohitslen]

Sharing a meal

I wrote something for this below the cut if you’re interested :)

They never eat anything too tasty, surviving with packeted rations and canned food in their journey. Sometimes they would stop at a little restaurant and eat a nice meal; it really tasted like something gourmet after days of going with grain bars and dry jerky.

There were fleeting moments in between conversations in which one of them would remember some dish, from back in the day when things were easier and they didn’t worry about too many things. They never went deeper into the topic, just mentioning how they missed a good meal.

Staying at an inn or any motel was an expensive thing to pay for. However sometimes they had some extra money from an odd job Vash did or from Wolfwood’s undertaker services, and they would always rent a room as a treat for themselves.

It was a surprise when they entered the room and saw a small kitchen. The space was a little too cramped but it had everything they needed, it was like a deluxe room when they though about all the places they had been at. None of them had a kitchen at all, maybe they had a tiny stove or a mini fridge, perhaps a table sometimes but never the whole set together.

They both looked at each other to confirm they really were seeing the thing, smiling excitedly.

They could make a meal for themselves.

Vash knew how to cook, he had done some work on kitchens throughout his life. A few times he helped Rem when he was a child, he knows how to defend himself. Yet he didn’t know any recipes by heart, not any that would be inside their budget at least. He could get creative and probably whip up a thing or two if he was given enough time.

“I know what to do” Wolfwood said with a smile that irradiated a melancholic warmth interrupting his thoughts . A smile Vash had only seen when he talked about the things he loved.

Vash didn’t suggest anything in the end and just followed what the other man told him to do.

He went to buy all the things Wolfwood asked him for. Vegetables and some thoma meat. There seemed to be some spices in the room so he only bought garlic and onion as per Wolfwood’s request.

When Vash got back, he found Nick at the table arranging the ingredients the kitchen already had. He was already showered, hair messy and with droplets of water hanging on the tips. Getting closer, he could smell the soap, the cheap shampoo and the lingering scent of nicotine that never seemed to go away. He was changed into a black, long sleeved shirt and a pair of loose dark blue pants.

His overall appearance made Vash think how the edges of the man were less sharp, he seemed more relaxed and at ease, even if it wasn’t entirely the case. He just looked, soft.

“Hey welcome back, did you bring what I asked you for or will I have to use your meat for this?” Wolfwood greeted him without looking up from his task, the ingredients being the most interesting thing in the world it seemed.

Something warm pooled at the pit of Vash’s stomach, he didn’t know why that was and didn’t bother to think about it either, just enjoying the feeling.

Smiling, he placed the bags on the table in front of Wolfwood, taking out its contents. “I’m sure I brought everything yeah, I hope my life can be spared”.

The priest snorted at him and grabbed a potato that was rolling off the table. “Aight then, make yourself useful and start washing these and then chop ‘em to reasonable bitable sizes”. Losing no time, he took the meat and was cutting it while giving out the instructions.

While Vash was washing and chopping, the other was already preparing the meat putting it in a pot with boiling water. Once Vash was finished with all he was asked to do, Wolfwood ushered him to take a shower while the food was done, wanting to have more space in the narrow place. Vash did as told in that as well.

The shower felt great, all of the gross stickiness from the sweat and other things were finally washed off from his body. He felt light and a thousand times more content.

As he opened the door the smell hit him in the face, a delicious scent that surely tasted even better. Wolfwood was stirring the pot, poking some of the potatoes to make sure they were on the right term, and they seemed to be as he turned off the stove.

Vash got closer, mouth already watering just from the thought of how it’d taste “That smells so good! What did you make?” He asked with a big grin plastered all over his face.

Wolfwood pointed at the table with his hand, signaling him to sit down a little dismissively while he looked for the bowls on his own. It seemed like he was the kind that with less people on the kitchen when he was there, the better. “Just a broth, nothing too wow it’s something easy, and on budget”. Vash hummed with wonder and served two cups of water to busy himself with something.

Wolfwood poured the two servings of the broth, it was still hot and the bowl must surely be scalding. Yet Wolfwood’s calloused hands never flinched, placing their food on the table without much trouble along with a pair of long spoons.

“Be careful or you will murder your tongue” he warned and Vash chuckled.

“Thanks for the heads up chef, ‘preciate it” the other just scoffed at the title and sat down across him .

They both mixed the broth while blowing at it in hopes for it to cool down a little. However seeing how they were both starving and didn’t care too much about getting burnt or not, they just started to dig in.

Wolfwood was eating eagerly, having spoonful after spoonful of his food. He was beyond delighted. It had been a long time since he had the chance to prepare the broth he used to have back at the Orphanage.

“It’s…delicious” he heard Vash say in a low and calm tone. When he looked up to see the man, he was shocked to find him with reddish eyes that were glistening with tears. It didn’t seem like when was doing a show or anything of the sorts, he just seemed…at peace.

It wasn’t anything extravagant, quite possibly one of the most simple dishes Vash has ever eaten. It was made with the things that they could afford with the little money they could spare, the ingredients were definitely not of the best quality, the vegetables could have used a little more time on the pot. And it was delicious.

Vash felt incredibly warm inside, similar to how he felt when Wolfwood greeted him when he got back, just a thousand times stronger. The first sip he had of it tasted like the best thing ever cooked in his whole life, something he would have every day of the year for the rest of eternity. He didn’t know why that was at first, but after having a second spoon of it he could tell what it was.

It tasted like home.

The flavor of it, it was homely, the savor of melancholy. It tasted like their conversations about missing the past. The tang of the times they would have a peaceful night in the desert grilling worm meat around a campfire. It reminded him when he got sick and an old lady had given him a bowl of soup. It tasted like the first time Rem had given them a try of what meat and vegetables tasted like. It tasted like all the things he missed, and the things Nicholas most likely missed too.

The familiarity of it made him feel fuzzy and full on the inside, and he couldn’t stop eating. He was slow while doing it, wanting to savor every bit of what he could have while it lasted. It was rich, it was simple and it was perfect.

“…You want some more?” At some point, Nicholas had already finished his own bowl and brought the pot over to serve himself again. He looked at Vash with something soft in his eyes the other could not name, his voice was gentle and gravely, sweet and easy on his ears just adding more to the warmth inside of him.

“Yes…yes please” Vash answered, voice cracking a little. Nicholas served him, the sound of the liquid being poured soothing his soul.

Vash ate again, and Wolfwood was looking at him. The priest was taking small sips of water from his cup, always holding it against his mouth even if he wasn’t drinking anything. Vash didn’t really notice when he had started tearing up, thick streams of salty water running through his cheeks, a pool of them welling up at his chin and falling down the wooden table making a puddle of happy tears.

Vash enjoyed the heartfelt broth. He was happy, that bit of simplicity was enough to make him forget of everything else and just focus on that moment.

It was so mundane. Vash smiled with overflowing tears in his eyes while Wolfwood just watched with a fond smile of his own behind his empty cup of water.

At that moment, they were not in a random room at a random place. They were in a place where they had brought their home to, sharing a meal with each other.

[kissingarthurclaus]

Happy May 4th! (don't...don't check your calendar just trust me bro) I've had this painting on the backburner for a while now and it turned out SO nice! 🥺💖💖

I'm actually so so pleased with it, it feels so nice to see me and my hubby in such a romantic style and I'm really proud I was able to make it happen! OG painting and taglist under the cut as always, pls lemme know if you wanna be added or removed!

Taglist♡: @me-myself-and-my-fos @tiny-cloud-of-flowers @sunstar-of-the-north @dearly-beeloved @adoredbyalatus @changeling-selfship @crushes-georg @miutonium @cherry-bomb-ships @rosieaurora @rejaytionships @sunflawyer @in-true-blue-love @tropicalgothships

[allimili]

Recognition

Meet my crk oc Yogurt Cream Cookie! Blueberry Milk cookie's(shadow milk) Twin!

[employee052]

turns out a brief moment of feeling ok doesnt mean im done grieving

anywho, heres a vent doodle with a pose i saw online, might not reblog the road trip thread posts for a bit (i feel bad for not being able to participate in my own trend but as long as people enjoyed it then i dont mind all too much)

i dont wanna call it a break bc i cant help but be on tumblr, but things might go quiet in terms of art or me talking.

hope yall are doin well today/tonight/timezone n ill see yall when i see you :3

[a-lonely-dunedain]

all I knew going in was that the movie was called "Godzilla Minus One" and I was like "haha you mean there's no Godzilla in this? less than one Godzilla?" wrong, there was indeed a Godzilla. 11/10 movie

[0wldn0]

Is Menasor their own character in your AU, or just a combined form of the Stunties? If the former, would you mind telling us about them?

The way I was feeling sleepy and had no energy but then I had a jolt of electricity rush into my brain upon seeing this ask DFHFDH THANK YOUUU I WANT TO TALK ABOUT MENASORRR 😭💥💥💥

Menasor is their own person, yes!! I'm looking forward to drawing my design of them soon! My version of Menasor may seem be a bit... different for some people, since I didn't give them a humanoid face. But I love them so so so deeply, and wanted to make them look more unique!! ((I also use he/they for Menasor if that's ok!!))

Menasor is just as confused and kind of scared as the rest of the Stunticons when they first combine into them. And gosh I want to write that scene into a fanfiction SO badly because I just love to think about it!! Just them all combining for the first time, still being themselves but suddenly they're also something more... As their joints lock together, they feel the presence of a sixth mind, a mind that comes closer and closer until it encases all of them within itself. They feel fear but also... calm? It is so alien to them yet familiar, and as they collect themselves and sync their processors, the presence of this sixth mind becomes comforting, almost like a shield.

It is equally as confusing for Menasor to go through. There's five little voices they can hear, and while they're all new, they also feel so close and so intimate. It would take Menasor a solid minute to gather themselves together in the first combination process. They focus on the Stunticons, and then focus on their environment, and then they focus on themselves. They still can't understand who or what they are yet, but they know their name. With their newly developing sense of self, they let out a soft "I... am... Menasor", which only sounds like a threatening growl to the Autobots due to Menasor using their voice box for the first time. But it was not intended to be a threat, it was just the acknowledgement of one's being.

Unfortunately though, they do not get to discover who they are further. Menasor is always told to dismantle after every battle, and each time they are combined into again, they notice more and more disturbance in the communication between the Stunticons. Eventually, as the Stunticons grow further away from each other, Menasor's processor gets less and less coordinated. Before they can even understand who they are, they become almost like a zombie.

It is only after the Stunticons fix their issues and learn to be a family that Menasor can talk again, can think for themselves again, and be a person again. After the whole conflict with the Earth team is resolved, everyone ((except the Stunticons)) expects Menasor to be a "mindless beast" as they were dubbed in the war times, but Menasor proves to be quite the opposite. They spend their time mostly sitting down, and thinking. Trying to understand both themselves and the Stunticons that they are bound to. It's kind of like growing up and trying to heal your inner child by trying to understand your past, your present, your feelings, your personality... They only want to focus on all of that now that they're free of the war. And the Stunticons willingly stay combined for long periods of time to allow Menasor that self discovery.

((Menasor also gets along with the Terrans!! The kids are SOOO interested in him because look at him!! So cool!! Big guy!! And such a gentle giant too!! They want to get to know him! And Menasor allows them to as well! The kids kind of help Menasor in their self discovery by asking lots of questions! It's a very sweet dynamic that they have!!))

[ummsomethingis1]

THIS TOOK 3 HOURS OVER THE COURSE OF 2 DAYS BOTH AT 10PM-1 AM, AND OMFG IM ACTUALLY PROUD OF IT

(Also I made many mistakes I’m just now realizing -_- whoopz)

Other versions (?)

[i-may-be-an-emu]

I always feel so awkward and like lowkey guilty for @-ing sfth in posts or stories 😭 but like they’ve said that they want to be?? Like for wing it they said to @ them and bbc sounds and bbc radio four in all our posts and stories about that but my brain doesn’t compute that lol

[kadens-a-bee]

SKID PUMP OH MY FUCKING GOD