#but I wasn't in the mood

[kirkklan2]

232 - "Have You Heard?"

[dawntainbobbynash]

1x08 // 8x06

[booasaur]

Renegade Nell (2024) - 1x06

[buttercupshands]

So.

Act 5, huh?

Oh, and that.

"You can start breakdown now."

Finished the game couple of days ago and had some thoughts I needed to process a little. Like. Yes.

So anyway I actually didn't plan this and just wanted to redraw some sprites to just make sure I understand how to draw Siffrin correctly (still working on that!)

What did I learn from this? How fun it it to draw on a canvas that literally doesn't let you draw with colors without some layer cheating when necessary. Never tried it.

The beans. Sleeping beans.

Basically what happens when you want to sleep AND draw. Draw characters sleeping on your behalf.

Doesn't help, but at least it's cute.

I have no idea what was going on in my mind as I drew this. Feels like a fever dream of 'I want to sleep' at 4 am and 'Hm...' of thinking random things

Also that phone craft sign. Still too funny to imagine. I had to.

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts 3 - Keyblade Graveyard

[crepesuzette2023]

Here is a quote I think of every time I see these pictures. "The rumor since has been that I edged [Stuart Sutcliffe] out of the band, because we certainly did have our difficulties. For me, it was mainly because I didn't think he was a very good musician, which he wasn't, and he admitted it. So, for me, that caused problems, because being a—I mean, you could say being a perfectionist, but actually asking the bass player to play in the same key as us isn't really looking for perfection. It's quite a mild request." — Sir Paul McCartney, The Lyrics podcast, "Michelle," April 10, 2024.

[temeyes]

boyish smile

[polaris-modding]

i learned how to make these and i didn't know what to put sooooooo

memes

[mecachrome]

Oscar for Cosmopolitan UK

It's been… very interesting to watch. And… very satisfying to not be a part of it!

[screwpinecaprice]

Some warm up connverse

[lleeeee1]

Flowy tallests

[moongothic]

Madoka is the promise you won't turn from a child, full of hopes and dreams and the wish to save the world, into a bitter adult who just wants to hurt others and ruin people's lives

Madoka promised to be there for you to remind you of the person you wanted to be and to stop you from becoming what you sought to destroy

Madoka made that promise and became the very embodiment of it

[sosadraws]

This was a doodle to test my new tablet, but I kept detailing it more and more until I just got tired of it.

Drawing inspired by that one trend going around on twitter and IG. In retrospective, it doesn't look that much like the original reference because I change the broken part to be more accurate to the actual character, but oh well 😅

[nebuladreamz]

[localplaguenurse]

hii (this is my first time requesting !!)

I seen you do stuff for pantalone?.. and I was wondering if you could do a jealousy fic...? Maybe..?

Just something short and sweet :3

"It fits you." (Pantalone/GN Reader ft. Dottore)

Notes: No real warning, just a short fic, slightly oblivious reader ig, also you cannot tell me that Pantalone would not be an absolute simp for his spouse

The Doctor��s unexpected presence in one’s home would normally send people into a state of absolute panic. For you, however, it’s just another Tuesday whenever you see him or one of his segments in your home to meet with Pantalone. Sometimes they stay for dinner, sometimes they stay for tea, and sometimes they leave as soon as they and your husband have come to an agreement. You’re used to it by now, and today is no different. 

You give Pantalone’s office door a knock, and hear him call out yes? a moment later. You open the door and poke your head inside, spotting your husband sitting at his desk and a young man with curly short teal hair and a black and white mask sat in front of it. Pantalone smiles when he sees you, while the segment seems indifferent, perhaps annoyed at the interruption.

Your face flushes a little out of embarrassment. “Oh, I didn’t know you were in the middle of a meeting. Sorry!”

“No need to apologize, my dear,” Pantalone replies, “that is on me. Things have been a little hectic, so mentioning it must have slipped my mind. Besides, you’re always pleasant company, right Beta?”

Beta almost rolls his eyes at how sappy the Regrator starts acting every time he sees you. “Sure.”

“What is it, my dear?”

“Lunch will be ready in about ten minutes,” you tell him. 

“Very well. We shouldn’t be much longer.”

You look to the segment in front of your husband’s desk. “Will you be staying for lunch? I can have our chef make you something as well.”

Beta goes to open his mouth, but pauses when his eyes meet yours. After a moment, he breaks the silence. “What is that?”

For a second, his question catches you off guard. You tilt your head, confused. “What are you referring to?”

“Your shirt.”

You look down. “Oh, um… what about it?”

“It looks nice.”

You blink, surprised that was where he was going with his questioning. Even Pantalone seems caught off considering Beta’s usual behavior. Still, you can’t help but smile a little, laughing awkwardly. “Oh, thank you. This is just an old thing I had in the back of my closet. All my good shirts are in the wash and all, so…”

Out of the corner of Beta’s eye, he sees Pantalone give him a puzzled look. At this, Beta feels his lips curl. He turns so he can look at you more, and he speaks.

“It fits you very well.”

You laugh and thank him once more before you leave the room. You think it’s sweet that Beta thinks your shirt fits with the rest of your attire. When Beta turns back around to face Pantalone, he is still smiling, but there is something vitriolic in his expression. Clearly, he is unimpressed that the segment would make such a blatant remark about how your shirt fits on your body.

Beta just laughs. “You’re a lucky man, Pantalone.”

Pantalone cannot tell how much of this is an attempt to get under his skin, but he preys on Beta’s behalf that it is just a joke. Either way, the man does not laugh alongside the segment.He simply scoops up the proposal set before him and reads it once more. “That I am. Now, I think this is the end of our meeting.” He looks up over the paper to Beta. “I will get in contact with you when I approve of your funding.”

Beta smiles and nods, then takes his leave. When the door shuts, Pantalone drops the papers into his wastebin.

—

In the midst of his work, Pantalone’s concentration is broken when the office door opens. He looks up, wondering who would be entering without knocking first, and sighs.

Dottore takes a seat across from Pantalone, making himself right at home. Before Pantalone can ask what the man is doing in his home, Dottore cuts him off. “The Beta segment is wondering why you did not approve his funding or contact him once in the past two weeks.”

Pantalone chuckles. “Oh, simple. I told him I would contact him when I approve his funding. I didn’t approve it, so I did not contact him. What is the problem?”

“He wants to know where you ‘get off’ on ignoring him,” Dottore replies.

Pantalone clasps his hands together, grinning. “Perhaps I would have informed him of the rejection if he had the sense not to openly leer at someone’s spouse.”

Dottore’s mouth stretches into a grin before he cackles. Nothing more is said from either man as the Doctor stands up from the chair and leaves the room.

[beaft]

someone anon messaged me last week saying "if you spent as much time applying for jobs as you did posting on tumblr maybe you wouldn't be unemployed" and i haven't stopped thinking about it since. chronically out of work due to my punishing 80 hours a week shitposting schedule