#I AM ALIVE YES
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tianshiko · 7 months ago
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smile for the camera~
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jumpstrike · 2 years ago
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radio-fmm · 4 months ago
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Hihihihi
I’ve been gone because of uni and life basically and took a little break from writing overall lol
Sorry for disappearing like that.. BUT, I have a lil something something for y’all. Nothing much but I’ll post it later or tomorrow
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pokimoko · 2 years ago
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I can't keep being fundamentally changed as a person by animated movies, it's just not sustainable.
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gascreates · 5 months ago
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a new star
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spookeart · 3 months ago
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Wolfstar fame au🎤
Imagine seeing your first (and only) love on stage after years of being appart, and he happens to be singing about you and how he wishes things would have been different🥲
I am never normal about them and I love this AU and I love them pls send help
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astrum99 · 26 days ago
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I tried something new! (yippee) The Poem format is from @two-bees-poetry!
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cyborb · 2 months ago
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my full piece for @thelostdex zine (many months later haha)
(timelapse under the cut!)
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mortemlarva · 1 year ago
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*Grim and Xenos start packing their bags*
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fossilknits · 2 months ago
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i put eyeball stitch stoppers on my new hat project and accidentally turned it into some kind of creature
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so then naturally i had to make it in spore
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outworldgay · 1 year ago
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Reptile: I was BANISHED from my home because of my ability to take this FREAKISH form *transforms into a hot guy*
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blueastrum · 1 year ago
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The influencer/model collab we’ve all been waiting for !!
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hrokkall · 1 year ago
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DIVINE AUTOPSY
Text from a post by @bedrock-to-buildheight about angel anatomy and the physical manifestations of regret that can only be purged in a bloody vivisection.
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greenglowinspooks · 1 year ago
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(DCxDP) The obligations of a rogue versus those of a parent (pt. 2)
Tw: N/A
Will be crossposted to AO3 eventually
(Pt. 1 here) - (Pt. 3 here)
(Masterlist/subscription post)
It was a beautiful morning. Somehow, against all odds, the sun was shining through the thick smog perpetually covering Gotham.
And Danny hated it.
He was in pain, he was exhausted, he was grieving, and all he wanted to do was sleep for at least a week.
In an act of celestial mockery, the sun shone regardless.
After around twenty minutes of tossing and turning in bed, trying to get back to sleep, Danny gave up and pried himself out of bed.
He stumbled through the hallway and into the living room, staring openly at every splash of color he saw in the small apartment. He hadn’t forgotten what color looked like in the time he was in the lab, but it was comforting to see.
Someone cleared their throat. Danny whipped his head around, eyes falling on a scrawny, gangly man sitting down in a worn armchair, hunched over a laptop. He was looking at him with a dull, bored expression.
Right. Scarecrow.
His escape.
The chase.
His mom.
“You look a lot less terrifying without the mask,” Danny blurted out, slapping his hand over his mouth. “I didn’t mean that.”
“Well, I certainly wouldn’t call my normal appearance frightening,” Scarecrow hummed, focusing his attention back onto the laptop, “that’s what the costume is for, after all.”
“Oh.”
After a brief moment of excruciating silence, Scarecrow spoke.
“You any good with computers, Danny? Hacking, and all that?”
Danny jolted. Scarecrow needed his help with something! This was great! Now, he’d have more of a reason not to get rid of him!
“Oh, uh, yeah! Not as good as my friend Tucker, but I think I’m pretty good.”
“And you’re familiar with the GiW’s systems specifically,” Scarecrow continued, beckoning him over. Danny complied, shuffling over awkwardly. “Right?”
“Well, I guess? My friends and I got into their stuff a couple of times before they…”
“Wonderful,” Scarecrow said, standing up with a stretch. He shoved the laptop into Danny’s hands and gestured for him to sit down on the couch. “Then you can hack into their system and extract whatever files you can find.”
Danny stared at the man like he’d lost his mind. He looked back at him expectantly.
Danny sat down.
“Yeah, I-I can do that. Tuck and I built a back door into their system ages ago,” he said, checking the screen. It was clear that for all the skills that Scarecrow had, hacking was definitely not one of them. “But, uh, don’t you have someone else that usually does this sort of thing for you? Not that I’m complaining!”
Scarecrow scowled, and Danny felt his heart fall into his ass.
“Usually, I do,” Scarecrow huffed, “but I chose to leave my most recent job with the Penguin early, so now there’s no way that he or Eddie will help me with anything until I make it up to them somehow.”
“Oh,” Danny said.
He had no clue whatsoever who Eddie was.
Danny got to work quickly, hoping that if he ignored the gangly man, he would leave him be. Luckily, he did just that, leaving to go work on something in another room.
Danny checked the laptop’s security before continuing Scarecrow’s progress, making sure that the GiW wouldn’t be able to grab their location.
It was…threateningly good. Whoever Eddie was, he had somehow crammed the functionality of a top-of-the-line PC into a tiny, beat-up old laptop. It almost reminded Danny of Tucker and his terrifying competence with his PDA.
Tucker.
Amity park.
Home.
Danny snapped himself out of his thoughts, tabbing back into the application Scarecrow had up and began to work his magic.
He had near full access to the entire GiW database within half an hour.
Mumbling out a quick thank-you to Tucker, he called Scarecrow over to appraise his work.
“Fixed up some food for you while you worked,” the rogue said, handing him a bowl of oatmeal, taking the laptop into his lap as he did so, “didn’t know how well you could eat, considering you’re recovering from… surgery, so I decided to stay on the safe side.”
Danny had no clue what this guy’s deal was.
He definitely did not tear up at the first genuine thoughtfulness he encountered in weeks, and he did not look away as he ate so that Scarecrow couldn’t see his face.
At least Scarecrow was too focused on the laptop to notice or care.
Or, maybe, he was just mercifully ignoring him.
Either way, Danny ate slowly, not wanting to make himself sick. He allowed himself to absentmindedly look around the room for the first time, taking everything in.
It was strangely homey. The space was filled with warm browns and yellows, a few splashes of color on the wall in the form of (obviously gifted) paintings. There was a beat-up bookshelf against the wall, clearly second-hand, filled to the brim with psychology books. On every available surface there was a different colored candle, all at different stages of use, clearly collected over the course of years.
Danny knew that the man next to him was a crazed, murderous criminal, but his home was oddly reminiscent of Jazz.
He was not about to cry.
“Danny,” Scarecrow hummed, snapping him out of his spiraling, “can you explain this to me?”
He looked over. The rogue was pointing to a new report, seemingly posted only a few hours ago.
Nodding, he took the computer into his lap, pouring over the contents.
He read the report again.
And again.
And again.
Danny swore loudly, crumpling like a wet paper bag, head in his hands.
“What?”
“It’s…” he swore again, glancing back at the laptop, “they…since you became liminal from synthetic ectoplasm, when we’re within about 500 meters of one another, our ectoplasm signatures resonate, and they can’t track us with any of their technology.”
“How is that a bad thing?”
“If we’re not that close to each other, they can track us down from anywhere in the world.”
Scarecrow went dead quiet. After what felt like the single longest minute of Danny’s life, he let out a truly exasperated sigh, slumping over in his seat.
“Yeah, me too,” Danny mumbled, utterly miserable.
“…I’ll have to move my plans back a little,” Scarecrow sighed, “I can’t drag an injured child with me when I attack the Gotham GiW base, you’ll just get in the way.”
“Oh come on,” Danny whined, “I can take care of myself just fine. Besides, Batman brings kids with him to do dangerous stuff all the time, and he’s fine!”
“Might I remind you that the second Robin died violently,” Scarecrow snapped, “and that Batman most likely has more traumatic brain injuries than all of the Gotham rogues combined. That really isn’t the winning argument you think it is.”
Danny paused, trying to think up some way to win the argument. Then, he realized what he had ignored before.
“Wait, Scarecrow, you’re gonna attack the GiW?”
“That’s the plan,” he nodded, “and call me Dr. Crane. I’m only Scarecrow when I’m in the mask.”
But,” Danny sputtered, “Sca—uh, Dr. Crane—that’s insane! The weapons they’ve got- they’ll rip you apart!”
“Not my first time,” Crane said, making Danny wince. “Besides, I have plenty of experience avoiding gunfire. I’ll live.”
“You…” Danny was silent for a while, trying to think of something to say, “fine, but you have to take me with you wherever you go. As soon as they see either of us on their radars, they’ll hunt us down.”
Dr. Crane sighed.
“…Fine. I need some time to plan anyways. Now, you’re going to help me download these files, properly format them, and send them out.”
“…Why?”
“Well, some of the other rogues might appreciate the heads up, and I’d quite like them to be indebted to me. Besides, I still need to pay back the Penguin for ditching him, and he loves knowing things that other people don’t.”
Danny paused.
“That’s an awful idea, no offense. If any of the rogues know our weaknesses, they—”
“Danny, we’re censoring everything. The only things they need to know about are the GiW specifically, and any sort of laws surrounding them.”
Danny snorted.
“You care about laws now?”
“Yes, because if we get taken to Arkham, they’ll hand us off to the GiW the moment they ask, and it’ll be completely legal.”
Oh. Danny had honestly forgotten that Arkham was an option.
“…Ok. I’ll help you. Who are we telling?”
“I don’t think you really need to know,” Dr. Crane said, the faintest shadow of an amused look on his face, “but I’ll humor you for now. We’re sending the files out to the Penguin, Riddler, Poison Ivy via Harley Quinn, Two-Face, and Red Hood.”
Danny nodded. He could live with that.
“Alright, then let’s get to work.”
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fiveht · 2 months ago
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Daddy Remus and OnlyFans star James are currently doing Movember together. James does it every year, because his moustache is GLORIOUS and he raises a ton of money for a great cause, and this year he talked Remus into joining him. Remus' moustache grows in so fast that it has to be trimmed two weeks into the month because it's getting unruly, and James, savvy self-promoter that he is, posts a selfie of them together on all his socials, because he knows a hot daddy with a beautiful moustache is serious engagement bait for his target demographic.
Speaking of Sirius, he spends the whole month pouting, because he is UNCOMFORTABLE with James being in cahoots with Remus, and it's bad enough that they've started going to the gym together (because Remus asked about James' shoulder routine once and this somehow lead to them being Gym Buddies, and playing squash together every Tuesday while Sirius is in his night lecture?!), so this is just a step too far. 
AND, for the record, Sirius maintains that the moustaches are ABOMINATIONS.  He hates them. James looks like the 70s pornstar he always aspired to be, and daddy looks... Ridiculous, okay? He looks ridiculous. And if Sirius turns pink whenever he has to answer that question, it's no one's business but his own. And if he squeezes his thighs together when he thinks Remus isn't looking because he can't stop thinking about the scratch and scrape of that moustache on the most tender parts of his body, no one needs to know that either. And if they're sitting on the couch one night watching TV, and Remus keeps absently stroking his fingers over his moustache, and Sirius' restraint pulls taut until it snaps like a flimsy rubber band and he dives into daddy's lap and mumbles daddy-can-i-sit-on-your-face-tonight-pretty-please, well... Remus will never betray his secrets.
But of course, James wouldn't be James if he didn't take it one step too far. And when Sirius comes out of his night class and checks Instagram to see that selfie, with James and Remus sweaty and grinning on the squash court, and he reads the caption, "Just finished a great workout with Daddy Remus, my Movember buddy! #Movember #donatelinkinbio #menshealth #daddy", the post has already been up for hours. And Sirius can utter all the threats of bodily harm he wants, but it's too late. Even with the caption tastefully edited, the damage is done. James' legions of followers and fans will forever remember Daddy Remus and his killer stache.
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cannedbabs · 21 days ago
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I am DEFINITELY not getting the rest of these refs out anytime soon. And I want to post to update but I also wanna share art. Dilemma. So art be upon yee!
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Stupid turbo ref (he is canon turbo… minus the hair. This is just how I stylize him)
ALSO GASP WOAHH!! CANN POSTED SOMETHING NOT A SKETCH? FULLY COLORED? Haha ladies and gents,,,! Calm down,, 😏 I’ll sign autographs soon,,,
Uhhh errmmm he has. 12 T’s hidden in his design can u find them all /hj (half joke as in. They’re all there. I did it on purpose. But they aren’t apparent and I’m sure as hell not making anyone look for them)
BONUS STUFF:
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More reference shtuff for my rewrite :] this is mostly for me but thought some people may get a kick out of it.
Update being I’m starting school again so art will be less. But !! I’ll be around. I’m trynna be more social :] but that’s all
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