#I'm a normal person

[ghost-faces]

something about bloody glass is very sexy

[ideally-idyllic]

Boom, my hidden talent I can art sometimes and this time it goes up here! :D I've been listening to Mammalian Sighing Reflex all day today istg-

(I couldn't insert a video so if you want to watch the sped-up process of me drawing this, there you go! There's some of my other stuff up there but it's pretty shitty I think, you can look at it if you want. I apologize if you do tho T-T)

[captainpissofff]

Leon Slut Kennedy.

[peachdoxie]

I want to make enough money to be able to commission every Danny Phantom fanartist I can find to make pinup art of Vlad in Jack's suit. @wicked-ghoul 's art was so good that I want a whole collection in a bunch of different styles.

[fourorfivemovements]

Helli ☺️ Once you made a post about Mia Wasikowska filmography. Did you literally watched all of her films? Including the ones where she's on screen for 15 seconds, in the third background? 😉

Hello!

Let's see...

*checks IMDB*

Ok, I should say I've seen 99,9% of all of her filmography. There's a short film she did in 2006 that I can't find in it's enirety, only a 2 minute excerpt, out of 8 (that sould count as seen, though, right?). Apart from that, yes, I have seen all of the feature films, short movies and TV show episodes she's been, from All Saints to Club Zero, as well as her directorial shorts. Sometimes I had to do some digging, and watch a two hour movie when she's only in for 5 minutes (looking at you, HHhH and TDATT), and watch stuff on potato quality, but I did it (also shoutout to the Mia fansites that were around during the 2010s). I think the only thing missing is her stage work.

I am a normal person.

[lightgriffinsect]

thinking about Solazar bringing home a tiny baby Agoti cradled in his palm and Amora cooing over him and five (and a HALF) year old Aldryx going "he's so small!" in a high pitched voice of wonder

[scentedluminarysoul]

My last boyfriend really underestimated how much I don't care about ~appearances~

One time, he got paid and cashed it all. He reached out a 50€ bill towards me with a grin and the words:

"50€ for a blowjob?"

He was joking, of course, but I just shrugged, said okay and reached out to take it.

He snatched it away, wide-eyed, "what the fuck?"

"What? I do it for free all the time. Getting paid seems like a good deal."

Hey, if you make an offer, someone might take it

[symphonyofsilence]

Let the poor man rest.

[inkskinned]

we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.

"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."

i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.

you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"

i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.

what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.

i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.

"don't make a big deal about this," you said.

this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.

"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.

you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."

the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.

afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."

[disheveledtranquility]

Eddie waking up in the labs and instantly realizing something is wrong.

It makes me wonder if it's been normal for him to wake up to Venom talking to him or squirming around inside, or being used to Venom's tendrils wiggle out from his chest to greet him, and that's what he's trying to feel for in his sleepy daze.

[disgracefulthings]

Shang Qinghua, holding a present: Happy Birthday my king!

Mobei-Jun: ...what?

Shang Qinghua: Oh, once a year humans celebrate our birthdays with gifts, so I got you something!

Mobei-Jun: No I got that, I just don't know how you know it's my birthday, I don't even know when I was born

Shang Qinghua, sweating profusely: I guessed

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I'm not going back to Gusu with you.

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[nhura]

QUICK NO ONE'S LOOKING

(See readmore for thoughts, cope, bonus, etc.)

Anyone else up thinking about Ratio's big, strong, secure arms and how warm and all-consuming they could be in a hug or embrace. :/ Anyway

I just wanted to draw them being cute and seizing a sliver of a moment where they could have some PDA silly time without actually having any eyes on them. They're public figures and working adults with very clear boundaries between public persona and private life (to varying degrees of "in a sad way"), so while it may be in Aventurine's nature to constantly blur lines for various agendas and self-preservation (read: play "the flirt" without an aligned goal), I believe that in an actual relationship they'd be fairly private.

It's kind of fun to break your own rules, though! Ratio would be more upset about the consequences, though. He's a little bit of a hypocrite, which is devastating for someone of such discipline, but nobody's perfect.

I'm of the mentality of, "If you're tired of working on it, then just post it!", so here are some fun peripherals that I didn't feel like adding:

Some staff in the background sweeping up to evoke a blended sense of fragile privacy and liminal time.

A laptop on the aquarium/bar/counter because there's something fascinating about seeing people on their work laptops in public.

The rest of their clothes (casual friday)

[pocket-size-cthulhu]

If you are a person who doesn't like Frodo Baggins I am taking you by the shoulders. I am shaking you gently. I am asking you if you've ever had to try to do something overwhelming. I am asking you if you've ever had to carry on in the face of insurmountable despair. I am asking if you've ever carried burdens no one else could know of. I am asking if you've never seen yourself in the monstrous. I'm asking you if you've ever been unable to trust your own mind. I am asking if your mental health has ever made you unreasonable. I'm asking if you've ever been too weak to take care of yourself, too weak to do the right thing in the end, too weak to do what, in your heart of hearts, you want to do. I'm asking if you've ever been too small to make a significant difference and if you tried anyway. I'm asking if you've ever faltered under something heavy placed on your shoulders. I'm asking if you've ever taken the next step despite never wanting to move again.

If you haven't yet, you will.

[vaxxman]

Could I request Medic having The Mom Grip on Scout’s shoulder after the speedy moron almost let a mercenary secret slip while they weee getting groceries?

Three Europeans and two Americans walk into a grocery store in New Mexico.

I hope this is the right meme.

More silliness below.

This comic is the antithesis of the "wtf is a kilometre" joke.

The faces they make when they can't quite identify the type of brown bread in the bread aisle.

You don't know how [insert nationality here] you are until you go overseas and things are different.

Spy obviously has no problems with pretending to know how much a gallon of milk is, he just peeks into his conversion chart notes, pretending it's his shopping list.

I want to think Heavy is completely fine with having to readjust to a new unit system, he just eyeballs most practical things anyways by holding them up and mumbling about how they approximately weigh like a chicken or his kettle bell etc. He's always been living in practical ignorant bliss.

Medic has a peer reviewed meltdown the first time he realises there's no uniformity in "a cup of ____" because every object has different densities. He's diligent about memorising the conversion rates for ounces, pounds, the most common things etc., and recovers ok. He goes through the same stages of grief rage when he finds out about distances and lengths.

Just remember four inches are 10.16 cm and pray no one asks you to specify anything bigger than inches.

Everyone does a mental victory lap when they manage to guess how much Celsius the weather is because they keep forgetting it's Celsius*5/9+32=Fahrenheit, Engineer reminds them patiently.

The true victories are the correct temperature guesses we've made along the way.

One time, a friend asked me if I actually knew how much a tablespoon of flour was in gramms to convince me that metric users also make use of volume based units without thinking about them. But little did she know a heaped spoonful of 405 flour is about 15g and a level tablespoon is 10g.

They claim Oolong just tastes better when it's boiled to 80°C exactly with a Bunsen burner.

You only asked for one scene but somehow I came up with a bunch of other things. This post was drawn across 2 months so the artstyle is all over the place. Thanks for your ask!

[lightgriffinsect]

Hi if Agoti was literally born in a box of bURNING VHS TAPES how is he so sensitive to fire