#and also a babby

[fryandleelasbigfling]

number one futurama thing that drives me crazy is when fry is sweet with animals and creatures in need. maybe not always 100% responsible (though he’s so much better than people would expect of him!) but always empathetic and loving and it eats me up bc nobody was ever this sweet with him growing up and yet he’s just so instinctively nurturing. 

i love him a lot.

[krysmcscience]

Call this the Whoopsie AU (it's barely an AU)

I mean. Narinder never explicitly SAID the Lamb would stay dead... :3c He probably should have been more specific. >:3c

Part Two:

Well. The Lamb tried, but...sorry, Nari, the crown hates you now. Shouldn't have been so quick to lend it out, I guess. :D

Aaaand Part Three:

'Isn't he just adorable?' -The Lamb, probably, while their followers smile and nod and internally scream at the brand new hellcat they now have to share living space with...

Anyway, nothing says 'Dead To Me' like following a person around to loudly remind them of how dead they are to you. Right? Right. Narinder's got this all figured out. <:]

[kaleidoru]

my two fluffy lil dragon lads from when i was a young teen i'm still very affectionate for

[siriusdraws]

i have what people call a pokemon ruby bias

[vanmarkus]

• before & after coloring challenge •

I saw this post by the very talented @raiderlucy and it seemed so fun, I decided — ever so rudely — to jump on that open tag and do my own version of it!✨ (this has also just turned into somewhat of a "resident queers of the 118" gifset oops)

and let me just totally no pressure tag some of my lovely gifmaker friends: @jeeyuns @cowgirleddiediaz @xofemeraldstars @lengthofropes @bichimney and anyone else who wants to do it, please consider yourself tagged~

[loupy-mongoose]

Randy sat outside, leaning against the wall of Fuji's house. Pens of small Pokemon were dotted around the area, with people bustling among them, feeding, playing with, and talking sweetly to the Pokemon. He found himself wondering if this was Fuji's work.

A breeze kicked up, and Randy lifted the collar of his sweater around his neck. Boy, glad I grabbed a turtleneck before coming here...

As he huddled against the cold of the changing seasons, he could already feel his mind starting to calm down. Still, he sighed for the hundredth time that day.

Why does it always have to come back to this?

Why can't I just... be me?

What do I have to do to be free of it?

Short of...

He didn't finish that thought.

He curled in on himself, tucking his head in his arms.

He sat like that until he heard the door open and approaching footsteps. Looking up, he craned his neck to see Mr. Fuji's face.

Here you are.

As Randy stood up, Fuji held out a hot mug of steaming tea. He gave Fuji a grateful smile as he took them. Thank you, Mr. Fuji.

The old man's face lit in a wide smile. Not a problem, my boy!

Randy looked down into the mug, smelling the inviting aroma, eager for it to cool.

Do you mind if I join you on your walk?

He looked up, startled by the request.

You struck me as having more you wanted to say. But if I'm wrong, feel free to tell me off.

Randy looked down at his drink, watching ripples shimmer on its surface.

He wasn't wrong... but...

If... If you want to, I guess... I don't feel like I'll be good company right now, though.

Maybe not. Fuji shrugged, and Randy noticed for the first time that he already had a jacket on. But what will be, will be. Nothing wrong with just taking a quiet walk around town, eh? And if you want me to leave at any time, just say the word!

~~~~~~

They perused the streets of Lavender Town, Randy taking in the sights of the unfamiliar location. He tried to ignore the Ghastlys and Haunters he saw hovering around, but shivered nonetheless.

I know this town doesn't have the friendliest atmosphere. Fuji gazed around, his face warm. It's home to me, but I know others can be turned off by it.

I'm just not fond of Ghost types...

The older man nodded, a solemn, knowing glint lighting his eyes. That's understandable.

They walked on in silence for a while, Randy now sipping on his drink occasionally. He closed his eyes and took in the scent of the lavender flowers planted throughout the town. Despite their sweetness, he still found them soothing.

In time, the walk came to be quite relaxing. Randy and Fuji started chatting about little things here and there.

They made their way to the dock-laden route south of the town. There they stopped to lean on a rail, watching waves bob leisurely on the ocean surface.

After a while in silence, Randy turned to his companion. I'm sorry you got wrapped up in my mess, Mr. Fuji. That's not fair to you. I hate dragging Akoya and Lav into it, let alone a stranger like you.

I'm sorry it's something you're going through. I never would've expected a Mew to have that kind of power, nor would I have thought of the effect it would have on one's psyche.

Yeah... It... It's been a journey...

He let out a deep breath.

Most of the time these days, I'm fine. I can ignore the doubts, if they pop up, and be the husband and father that they need... That I want to be.

I love them, with all my heart, and want nothing more than to be there for them...

But sometimes... sometimes I can't figure who I actually should be... Sometimes I feel like it's wrong for Randall to be here. Like it... should be Mo...

Mo was the one who should've made it out... Not Randall...

He looked down into the water, watching his shadowy reflection waver beneath his feet. Mr. Fuji's image, beside his own, appeared thoughtful.

We here in Lavender Town have saying for people like you, Randy.

Randy looked at the older man.

You were touched by the White Hand.

He raised an eyebrow. Uhhhh, what by the what now?

It's something we say about people who are, by all means, supposed to be dead, but somehow are not. Be it by a stroke of mad luck, fate, intervention by a higher being, a random miracle, what have you... Kind of like the personification of a second chance.

People here call that miracle force "The White Hand".

Okay... But why a hand?

I don't know why it's called that. As far as I know, it's an ancient legend that has devolved into a mere phrase for understanding the unknown. I have no idea if this "hand" is something to be taken literally or just as a metaphor.

Unfortunately, it has also been twisted into a joke that townsfolk will play on unsuspecting visitors. Claiming to see a white hand on their shoulders. Lav told me this morning that someone played it on her before I stumbled into her.

I prefer to see it as a force for good.

And I think anyone touched by it is meant to be here.

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Happy Thanksgiving, to those who celebrate today! ^w^

It was actually a coincidence that I ended up posting a "thankfulness" leaning part today of all days. Happy little accident~

[steeb-stn]

seeing screenshots of hemlock (or one of the cxs?) holding omegas little arm in their big rough hand at a painful angle and thinking… what if they had dislocated it…

What if when she hugs crosshair and hunter she only uses one arm, and when hunter realizes why his vision just. Blacks out with rage for a few seconds

[adrimakesart]

hello I'm still alive, I just forgot that tumblr existed again

As penance here's a recent timelapse of me channeling my inner high schooler... the amount of times I drew this guy back in 2001 borders on obscene

[little-soldiers]

quick gijinkas for fave eggs

[spacepatrolhana]

realized i never drew the whole family so

[pinknpoodley]

little freddy was always trying to run off to join the pack when they left at night so flasheart had to catch him and give him reasons he had to stay at farfang so he didn't get upset that he can't help

[doodle-hell]

【P5: APOTELESMA】

Renren... from Tism Creecher to Depression Era

[eddie-rifff]

Chris Squire, Steve Howe and Alan White of Yes collecting an award at a Melody Maker Poll Awards ceremony in London, England, 1979

[nemo-draco]

I know there's a lot of people out there that think Dark and Light should have a romantic relationship, but, hear me out...

Twin siblings. Make 'em twin brothers. Yin and yang, what have you, but they're basically total opposites in some very key ways. One example, Dark is easily flustered and takes things to heart a lot. Light is more unflappable and clearly settled into his own skin. Makes arguments the most frustrating things ever for Dark given that he'll be all ready to bleed off the resentment he has from being thought of as 'the bad one' and Light just, doesn't match his energy. Doesn't get mad. Absolutely sees the projection for what it is, and Dark is just no no no no I wanna be pissed off at something LET ME BE PISSED OFF!

And meanwhile Light's like sure, man, you can be pissed, but not at me because my existence isn't what's wrong here. We both know you're not mad because of ME specifically.

And Dark gets huffy because he's not gonna be able to correct all instances of nyctophobia on planet Earth. Though Light lets him rant a bit anyway because, hey, better than the guy stewing in private.

But yeah, sibling snarkiness and in-jokes. Silliness. 'Oh remember that time when you-' quickly followed by 'WE SAID WE WERE NEVER SPEAKING OF THIS AGAIN AND HERE YOU ARE SPEAKING OF IT'. Occasional moments of Twins being Twins.

Also moments like:

Some Random Entity: So, who's older?

Dark: We're twins, it doesn't matter.

Light: Me.

Dark: BY ONE SECOND---Also, yeah, doesn't matter. Still twins.

Light: [picture of nonchalant innocence here]

[neechees]

More bad-mom-sister complaining but not long ago my sister came to the house to scream at my mom for some incomprehensible shit at like 10 pm (basically taking out her frustration with her own choices & blaming my mom for it) which included getting mad that we didn't have the kids because they've been with the babby daddy this whole time (again, because my sister left them with him herself, because she didn't feel like being a mom, & my mom even told her to come take care of her kids & my sister replied "i don't want to". he's had them this whole time because she literally handed them to him and didn't want to get them back when she had the chance to)

[vanmarkus]

EVAN BUCKLEY + kisses 4/? + bonus forehead touch