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Please note. The orange one is not included because A. He isn’t a billionaire. And B. Calling him obnoxious is too kind for him.
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sopuu · 6 months ago
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animation of jimmy getting owned in real life
bonus gif of him celebrating i made for funsies :] oh the oblivious bliss...
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dragonsdreamoffire · 4 months ago
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Childhood best friends are interesting cause sometimes a lot of it hinges on them being sort of the same person as they were as kids. Except people grow and change, so maybe over time Person A realized they didn’t like chocolate as much as they like strawberry, and Person B changes their preferences like the weather.
Person A grew out of their local church, and their values changed immensely. Person B is still in indecision, but knows they’re not super certain about the stories they grew up with.
Person A does not order a drink knowing what Person B likes, they ask, because they know it’s been a while. Person B jokes about Person A’s preferences, but it turns out they’ve changed.
Person A used to be incredibly indecisive and cautious, but they’ve already overcome that personal challenge. Person B was headstrong and impulsive, but went to therapy to work through the roots of that.
Each person is unrecognizable to the other, in all but the details that only exist because of their shared connection: in between their jokes, the giggles sound similar, just older, and in between long talks, their sentence pattern flows the same.
They’re still childhood best friends, and in many ways they know the person this new one is based off of, they know what challenges they braved and what core memories they formed. But as a person grows, fundamentally they must change. The love they have for each other never has to though.
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jekyll-hatepage · 7 months ago
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I will forever be obsessing over Laios imaging himself as a wolf (a dangerous animal, and one that is [albeit falsely] associated with loneliness) and Marcille imagining him as a cute dog. It shows how negatively he thinks of himself after his fight with Shuro, and how even if he worries now that he's a nuisance to people/can't fit in, NOBODY PERCEIVES HIM THIS WAY. HE'S JUST A SILLY GUY. MARCILLE ASSOCIATES HIM WITH THE DOG BECAUSE HE'S LOYAL AND LOVEABLE.
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ruushes · 25 days ago
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companions re-classed part 3 - shadowheart 🌌🌚🌝
*shadowdancer isn't a 5e rogue subclass, it's a 3.5e rogue-based prestige class, but it suits her so well and when i played 3.5e as a kid i thought it was the coolest thing ever lol so i wanted to use it
karlach 🔥 wyll ⚔️
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chloesimaginationthings · 15 days ago
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The story of Ballora in FNAF..
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karritakar · 8 days ago
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I made her look like an old woman because I was mad that she didn’t seem like one
(I drew it on an iPad, so the quality is poor :< )
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rapidhighway · 4 days ago
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the thing that caused me so much grief last night but now i feel better about it fdnghgdfggd
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saradiation · 7 months ago
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Hey it's that time of the year again :D
HAPPY 413! 🎂
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veveisveryuncool · 11 months ago
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when The Character looks like this:
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taonpest · 1 year ago
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Sometimes being an artist is feeling like a baker seeing a chemist making the deadliest liquid in the world and wishing you could make the deadliest liquid as well but you're a baker, not a chemist, and then you feel like your bread is worthless
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inkskinned · 2 months ago
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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."
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choochooboss · 15 days ago
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hinamie · 6 months ago
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some quick jjk eye paintings
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blu-ish · 2 months ago
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Oct 3 "Accident" Sonadowtober
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demigods-posts · 9 days ago
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that moment in tlh when annabeth has an exact timestamp down to the second for just how long she'd been looking for percy makes me wonder if she always has an internal clock for everything. and like. this is further reinforced when she's timed percy's morning routine with a minute to spare in cotg. or in tlt!book when she used physics to calculate the best time to jump off the boat in the thrill ride of love. call it "scheduling" and "time management" if you wanna. all i'm saying is owls have an internal biological clock and it isn't improbable to assume annabeth inherited that trait from her mother, the patron of owls herself.
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