#BABY STEPS. ...
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v4guelyv4mpiric · 4 months ago
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marvel casting the ugliest boring ass white guys to play these men. like casting aint hard i just did it! aaron taylor johnson and even peters dont look like pietro at all, not to mention the racism. and i'll murder jeremy renner myself. he knows what he did.
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jonphaedrus · 1 year ago
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i think my favorite thing my dad tried to convince me to do as a kid was to clean my room and make my bed in exchange for some nebulous allowance to which i countered that at least the floor of my room was clean and he not only had a dirty room but had a dirty flight of stairs and a dirty garage and the dirty dining table and the dirty kitchen table and a dirty upstairs and if he wanted me to clean my room he should pick his books off the stairs so we'd start off with him like "i'll give you $3 if you clean your room once a week" and i'd counter with "i'll clean my room if you pick the books up off the stairs before one of us breaks our neck" and he'd be like "no i was going to give you money for you to do a chore" and i'd be like "yeah but your books are way more of a problem than my random crap in the corner" and then he'd be like "well maybe i WILL pick the books up" and then he wouldn't and then he broke his dining table twice. never teach your toddler the concept of compromise negotiation because they Will grow up and learn to use it against you.
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statichvm · 7 months ago
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awful picture but we had brief peace in the kingdom this afternoon
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habitual-creatures · 2 months ago
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I dunno... uh... I'm having chicken noodle soup and saltines.
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I don't think I've eaten this in years, it sort of reminds me of being a kid...
But, I'm trying to be gentle to my stomach... this is the only way I know how other than just not eating...
I just hope I can keep it down...
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space-mouse · 11 months ago
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hm. i think it's possible that it's not actually easy for people to understand gay men playing with femininity. i think there's massive backlash currently going on against that specifically, actually. it's possible to acknowledge that gnc women have it bad without acting like gnc men have it good?
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Hi gamers <-(once again plotting something emotionally devastating but is now actually working on it)
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outeremissary · 2 years ago
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[Image ID: A diamond shaped portrait of a dark skinned female knight who holds a star in one hand and looks up at the sky with worry. A high wind whips around her hair and a storm brews in the background. The portrait frame is choked by thorny roses.]
A small Carmen portrait to match Balthazar.
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lionydoorin · 2 years ago
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I DOODLED SOMETHING‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
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clowndensation · 2 years ago
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me feeling a little bit more rested and balanced like okay. i think i'm ready to actually look at the paperwork for next week. and then immediately turning my show back on after glancing at the first page. <3
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stealingpotatoes · 29 days ago
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i love comparing the fake stories that each twin was told
(commission info // tip jar!)
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followthebluebell · 2 years ago
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i’m spending today thinking about how saber toothed cats ALSO probably had a potato form.  how they also had a stage where they were fat little babies with very triangle tails and tiny squeaky voices.  how they also probably play wrestled and failed badly at calculating jumps.
i’m going to fistfight god for killing them off before i could personally see fat potato saber kittens
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ghxstgvrlx · 11 months ago
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My face and eyes and head hurt so much from crying. I'm so sick of crying. Regaining strength and feeling deep pain and hurt is hard. I can't do everything at once. I need to be more patient with myself. Not so hard on myself. Especially because I really can't afford more broken things I need to fix and wounds I need to heal. I'd like to get through this with no broken toes, or ankles. I want to live. I think. I don't know, the verdict is still out on that one.
But I need to understand that one day, it'll be over. All of it. Really that's what I want if I listen closely. I just need to get happy. Or happy adjacent. I'll just take non-suicidal for now.
If someone hurts me again, we're both going down. Don't test me. Please. I can't handle anymore. I have very little fight in me left at this point. But notice I said "little" this time. That's improvement if I've ever heard it.
I put on some eye makeup and eye drops in, i washed my face with cold water, i braided my hair so I could get some work done, and I will get what I need to survive. Eventually.
As me and Scotty say to one another,
We take baby steps around here.
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babyanimalgifs · 6 months ago
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First steps of a baby elephant
(Source)
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rizsu · 7 months ago
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ever since nanami met you, his personal space was always invaded. if he was soaking away in the bathtub, you'd be right there. if he fell asleep before you did, you'd snug yourself into his embrace when you're going to sleep.
he didn't mind it— after all, nanami was an enthusiast for physical touch and warmth from body heat instead of a blanket.
perhaps it's too much warmth now. the nights that he spent meticulously balancing cold and hot temperatures are now filled with hot and hot. on one side, there's you with a leg thrown over him. on the other side, there's a baby sleeping soundly on his torso.
it's now common for him to sweat a little, but who cares? there's now a baby in the picture, the euphoria he experiences is at its highest; his domestic family feelings have finally been met with reality. a little sweat is nothing.
again, the overpowering warmth keeps him awake— even when he's shirtless. nanami tries his best to not pay any mind to the drool that's settling on his chest from the baby's mouth. as long as it's peacefully quiet without cries that are louder than an alarm.
with his free hand, he cups your face, caressing the cheek with his fingers. he wants to lay a kiss on your forehead, but he can't risk unintentionally waking the infant. it saddens him, but the small, subconscious smile on your face from his touch is more than enough.
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the-golden-ghost · 1 year ago
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which one of your ocs would win in a battle royale?
Ok sorry this took like 3 years to answer I was Pondering cause my OCs have been considerably Nerfed over the different updates, fighting-wise (RIP Faith the Mighty Warlord) and also I don't know what method of Battle Royale we're talking. So
No-Holds-Barred:
If genuinely anything goes I think Lilah might win this because... okay let's face it. Magic cannot outdo a gun. Hand-to-hand combat also can't outdo a gun. Lilah's a trained sharpshooter and a quick draw. She's winning.
Hand-to-hand:
Faith was actually trained in combat (like sports) but hasn't really done it since she was a kid and is WAY out of practice. However I still think she'd win. She could take on her sisters easy (they're spoiled and have never exerted themselves physically in their lives) as well as her dad and any of his siblings (they're all old). Lilah simply wouldn't do it, and while Davy fights dirty Faith still has a good 50 pounds on him AND she knows what she's doing.
Magic:
Out of the guys with actual magic training Win's by FAR the most efficient. That man is scary good with the craft, legend status. But he's also old, feeble, unhinged, and cries easily. Davy or Lilah may be able to outshine him on this; Davy because he's a master of Loophole Thinking and "if this doesn't work as described then by god I will find a way to make it" and Lilah because she's disciplined, well-practiced, honed to perfection, and knows exactly what she's doing.
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ultravioletbrit · 3 months ago
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“lipstick” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 280 words
 
“You lying, cheating bastard!” Regulus yells from down the hall.
“What did you do?” Remus asks.
“Probably nothing.” James shrugs as Regulus storms into the kitchen.
“Probably nothing!?” Regulus yells. “Care to explain what this is?” He throws a shirt at James.
“The shirt I wore last night.” James says casually.  
“Right. And why are there lipstick marks and mascara streaks on the collar?” Still yelling as he rips the shirt back out of James’ hands.
James points behind Regulus to a hungover Sirius who’s passed out at the kitchen table with smeared lipstick and mascara on his face.
“Right. That makes sense. Thank you.” He says sternly and stomps back out of the kitchen muttering something about ‘oil based’ and ‘a bitch to clean.’
“What was that?” Remus asks with wide eyes.
“Healthy communication.” James says with another shrug.
“That was healthy?”
“Oh yeah, normally he shuts down, won’t talk to me for days and often locks me out of the bedroom without telling me what’s wrong.” James starts telling him as Regulus walks back into the kitchen looking for something under the sink. “Plus, he knows I’d never actually cheat, probably just needed a bit of reassurance and this way he can ask without feeling too vulnerable.” He finishes as Regulus stands up.
“And you like it when I’m a little mean to you.” He tells James and kisses him on the cheek.
“And that.” James says as Regulus gives Remus a pointed ‘so there’ look and saunters out of the kitchen again.
“God, he’s dramatic.” Remus mumbles.
“Mooooonnnnyyyy!! My head huuuurrrts!!!” Sirius whines from the table and James raises an eyebrow at Remus.  
“What? I didn’t say mine wasn’t dramatic.”
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