#I stay silly

[dreamsy990]

DREAMSY WIZARD POKEMON AU???!?!?!??!??!??!!

sure. a fairy type gym leader who enjoys battling ofc ofc but like it IS annoying how most the challengers for his badge keep fucking breaking into their house like what/

[rat-barf63]

Found next to each other on my dash

[bearsprings]

itty bitty ashley and leon edit bc im learning alight motion (tumblr gets the slightly touched up version :3)

[sdmsims]

Zin you're an absolute gem and a gift to the modding community<3

WAH THANK YOU!!!

[rodentbehaviour-on-main]

hey @peanut-007 you remember mentioning may birthday in the ballpit? And for a mermay drawing?

I remembered <- threat /j

Happy birthday month!! Have your mermaid sona :3

[kettleghost]

my claus design from a mother 3 post-game timeskip au where theyre all teenagers :^) enjoy!!!

i hope to draw some other characters soon!

[sonic7ischaos]

I don't know how to explain this, but I think Eren Yeager would make an amazing One Piece villain.

An egotistical maniac set to commit an atrocity of unfathomable scale to set himself and his allies "free" in an abstract, thematic sort of way. His way is the right way...no, the ONLY way things can go, and nothing can stand in his way. Someone with too much power who demands to be taken seriously by the very nature of his goals and personality...

...which is when Monkey D. "I stay silly" Luffy, someone who by his very nature, makes his enemies impossible to take seriously by virtue of being the one they're fighting, who strives for and embodies the exact sort of freedom Eren is fruitlessly chasing, comes to stand between Eren and the people he's meaning to trample.

Like, you see what I'm saying? I'm not saying they're an even match, anyone who's paid any attention to power scaling versus matches knows how broken Luffy's toon force powers actually are, and how out of his depth Eren would be, but just as a clash between characters and ideologies, the REAL fun of any of this sort of crossover. It's why Mario & Sonic is a fun idea despite any canon conflict between the two ends in Mario being stomped into the dirt by the god killing Shounen protagonist that is Sonic.

Also, if you respond to this, know that I've only seen One Piece to most of the way through Punk Hazard. Being up to date on new episodes meant I'd have had to wait for new ones to come out, so I dropped it for a while until at or near the end of the series so i could binge it again. I know about Gear 5 because One Piece fans do not care if they're spoiling you in certain corners of the internet.

[average-giant-kissing-enjoyer]

G/t July #5: Caught

Went in a bit of a different direction with this one. Also it might be a bit too silly.

Devon couldn’t move.

He wasn’t even sure how it had happened. One moment he was walking in the forest behind his neighborhood and the next he had fallen prone, his limbs stretched out. He tried to move them but it felt like they were bound by really tiny wires.

Was this some kind of animal trap? Living near the mountains meant sometimes coyotes or cougars would wander down to the outskirts of the suburb. They never came anywhere near the houses but a few cats and small dogs had gone missing recently. Some of the more, uh, “outdoorsy” neighbors liked to set animal traps. No one had caught a cougar or anything yet. Devon wasn’t sure how he was getting out of this one, with his arms and legs constricted as they were, but he was sure he was going to find out who’d set this trap and give him a piece of his mind.

That is, until he saw the small figures walking his way, coming out of the underbrush. He blinked hard. There was no way he was seeing what he was seeing.

These were creatures which walked on hind legs like humans. In fact, they were incredibly humanoid in their appearance, except they were only a few inches tall. They wore human-like clothing, but their exposed legs and arms revealed they were covered in fine fur. Actually, now he thought of it, Devon didn’t see these as tiny people so much as very, very anthropomorphic mice. They even had little mouse ears and whiskers.

One of the little mice people stepped forward out of the crowd that had now gathered. It must have been the leader, Devon assumed, because it was wearing a silly hat. “Aha, a trespasser!” it cried in a voice louder than its frame would suggest. “A mighty giant has dared to invade the sovereign lands of the Bumbleruffins!”

Devon closed his eyes tight. This was definitely a weird dream. If he shut his eyes long enough maybe he’d wake up.

“I am Rimsleydale, great king of the Bumbleruffins. Does the trespasser have any last words?” the leader said.

“Woah, woah, woah - last words?” Devon blurted. “What do you mean, last words?”

Rimsleydale walked right up to the tip of his nose. “The punishment for trespassing on our turf is death.”

“Death!” cried all the other mice as one.

That’s when Devon noticed many of them were brandishing weapons. Tiny weapons, of course, things like sewing needles or bobby pins. He wasn’t sure if they knew how to kill him with those, but they could probably find a way to make it really hurt. “Hold on a second!” he said. “How was I supposed to know? I was just walking around. You don’t even have a sign or anything. That’s not fair.”

One of the other mice walked right up to Rimsleydale and bonked him on the head. “I told you we needed to put up signs.”

“We don’t even have a flag,” said another.

“Don’t you have some sort of ignorance clause in your laws?” Devon asked. “I’ll do community service. I’ll bring you cheese or something. Just don’t stab me.”

Rimsleydale raised both hands in the air in grand gesture, even though the tips of his fingers didn’t even reach up to Devon’s eyes. “I am the king of the Bumbleruffins and my word is law! Death to the giant! Death by mauling! Bring out the creature!”

“Creature! Creature! Creature!” the crowd chanted.

Out from the bushes Devon spied something orange and black prowling his way. He squinted to get a good look. If he didn’t know better, he’d say that was the neighbor’s cat Winston. Winston had gone missing about a week back. Everyone thought the coyotes got him.

“Go, creature!” cried Rimsleydale, pointing at Devon. “Attack! Kill!”

The crowd went nuts as Winston approached, their tiny voices hissing like TV static. “Creature! Creature! Creature!”

Winston was right in Devon’s face now, sniffing at him curiously. And then the cat rubbed his little head on Devon’s nose.

“No, bad creature!” said Rimsleydale. “Kill! Kill the evil giant. Don’t kiss him!” But Winston was gently licking Devon’s cheek.

Another mouse stepped forward with a fish hook and a match. “Time for plan B, boss? Red hot poker in the eye?”

“Red hot poker in the eye! Red hot poker in the eye!” the crowd shouted.

Rimsleydale held out his arms to his people. “No, fate has spoken. The creature has forgiven the trespasser, and so shall we.”

“Thank you,” Devon said, sighing. “Will you let me go now? I promise I won’t tell anyone about you or anything. This will be our little secret.”

“Let you go?” Rimsleydale repeated, laughing. “Foolishness! The giant will be spared, but he shall be made a prisoner of the mighty Bumbleruffins until he has paid for his crimes in sweat and toil!”

At this point Devon was convinced this was an elaborate prank. “Wait, you are going to force me to work?”

“Our elevator broke,” said another one of the Bumblyruffins. “We used it to get up into the trees and collect fruit, but the string holding the basket snapped last week, and we’re completely out of string to fix it.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” said Devon. “How much string did you use to tie me up?”

The Bumblyruffins fell silent and started whispering amongst themselves. “Oh,” they were saying, “ohhhhhhhh.”

“The giant makes a good point,” said Rimsleydale. “How fortunate we are that someone of great size, strength, and wisdom should fall into our hands. You - giant - you will serve in my employ as an advisor and ambassador to the land of the giants. We will pay you handsomely for your efforts. What would you like? Berries? String? Women? Uh… men? What is it giants love again anyway?”

“He is handsome,” said another mouse, “and would make a very capable husband.”

“Please don’t make this weird,” said Devon. 

“Husband! Husband! Husband!” the crowd resumed shouting.

Rimsleydale clapped his little hands. “Enough! Bring the giant to the great chamber. We shall have a feast! Bring us… wait a moment, giant person, what exactly do you eat?”

Devon sighed. He might as well make the best of this situation now. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll uber eats something.”

[strawberri-syrup]

really feeling the 5ish hours of sleep i managed last night. just got out of an exam in a dark and warm room. i was fighting for my lofe

[goosters06]

FANTUBE-BOT FAMILY ENJOYERS TOOK A VICTORY TODAY

[konckalicious]

ah, that silly silly hypochondriac crisis every 2-3 years

[nemjun]

getting lots of posts with this type of warning in my for you page rn 😮‍💨, least it's easy to block

[toytanks]

one thought crosses your mind.

They are not God.

you know what it feels like, pulled from your home

pulled from your life

by a machine, a failed experiment

there was no way you could’ve known, and it's still your fault

your fault, cant go home

it hurt

it hurt so much

you felt yourself, shifting, changing and 

it hurt

not just because your body isnt yours anymore

the first thing you noticed was the noise (it hurts, it hurts)

you didnt know how much you hated noise until you heard them speak

you didnt know how much you hated them until you heard them speak

and then you learned it wasnt even them talking

it was the things they made, things you might’ve even liked if

it didn’t hurt so much

you dont like the noise

you dont like it enough that it makes your own language seem pure and clean

then you noticed the light (why, why)

you used to like the light back home, back when

it was all lasers, shot from a machine you learned how to build

then you learned how to split it up

you thought yellow tasted like joy

red anger and blue peace

now all you taste is pain

numbers are familiar (safe, safe)

they look wrong, they taste wrong, they feel wrong

you cant feel them in you anymore, buzzing in

perfect mathematical harmony with your sides and points

your body feels wrong without the certainty of home

the not-numbers remind you of home though, and you’re good with these

the others are impressed with you, and you latch onto it

you ignore the fact that every time

you see these wrong not-numbers, you want to die

you carry a little piece of home with you

it takes you sometime to realize it and

you look for what it is

a forgotten paper? a photo?

and then you find out the piece of home is you

someone says something to you

nuance

you dont understand

your world (not there anymore, your fault, your fault) is

simple, absolute, governed by simple, absolute rules

anything that doesnt fit doesnt make sense

and then you realize you dont fit

and 

it hurts

you like yellow, but you feel red

you want to go home

[stabbyfoxandrew]

notice how i do my oc posting at night when no one will be online

[slutdge]

huge fan of your art i would definitely eat a part of you if you ever got an amputation or an organ removed

[strangerinalostworld]

i’m really sad all the time and i’m a shitty person and very few people actually like me. but, alas, it is the price i must pay for being the coolest mf at this playground