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cry-ptidd · 2 months ago
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Laura isn't used to play support but she can (begrudgingly) assist if you're particularly bad at your job.
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kierancaz · 1 year ago
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ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE SPOILERS !!!!!
I don’t know if this is actually a spoiler but just in case.
ANYWAY I SAW ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE FOR THE FIRST TIME THE OFHER DAY AND IT WAS SO GOOD BUT I NOTICED SOMETHING
So the spider that bit miles is from earth 42 right ??? Well in the first movie
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There’s this.
Idk man i just think it’s hella sus that 4 and 2 were the letters to fall off and in that order 🤷🏼‍♀️
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tea-and-secrets · 2 months ago
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This might sound like bait/a joke/etc but I promise it’s not. I would call myself a hobbyist inventor, although some may call me a “basement dweller”, “social reject”, or “an affront to God.” I just build things in my garage. Local government does Not Like Me. The other day something went wrong. nothing big, but it was something I was super excited about (Secret! Not telling!). It… exploded isn’t the WRONG word, but it definitely feels more grandiose than it was. It burst into flame, charring my worktable and ruining my supplies. I’m super bummed about it and I can’t tell anybody because I don’t really have anyone in my life. My dishwasher also broke and I cannot for the life of me find the manual (I think I threw it out) so I’m going to have to actually call somebody which sucks too.
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elsaspants · 11 months ago
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in animation news, life is perhaps still worth living!
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frenchonionsoop · 1 year ago
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BSD CHAPTER 107.5 SPOILERS AHEAD!!
manifesting that the girl that Aya is supposedly a reincarnation of is Bram's daughter 🤞🤞🤞
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dkettchen · 4 months ago
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Brennan: in the mountains of Luxembourg
me, from Luxembourg: *gets jumpscared*
me: mf we ain't got mountains in Luxembourg
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mspaintbladie · 10 months ago
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started gold and gears with a d1 erudition blade solo for the meme
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citrine-elephant · 1 month ago
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i have decided that leon s kennedy deserves a lil radiation sickness. just a lil. as a treat.
why not? smack him around with an old mri machine. throw him a lil too close to tall oaks. have him discover ancient catacombs with a disease that enhances radiation or some shit idk
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skellydun · 2 years ago
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decided to wear a pair of loafers to the office today and every time I see them in my closet I'm like oh these are cute why don't I ever wear these? and every fucking time I forget that the buckles on them jingle every single time I take a step so it sounds like a little elf is wandering around.
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jeckilon · 5 months ago
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random but I love the name meknek because it’s so silly and so star wars
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lovelytremendousglitter · 1 year ago
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He is screaming and crying for help
Part 1
Jim only felt slightly guilty at this. He was, after all, a tired middle aged police officer and honest enough with himself to know that if it weren’t for Jane, he would have probably fallen into Morpheus’s arms with a half-finished sixpack and a couple of empty chip bags.
        So Hopper could definitely appreciate a home cooked meal. Returning home to a ready dinner and a happy daughter is something that both scarred and soothed his wounded heart. It serves as a painful reminder, not only of what he used to have, but of how he failed Diane and how he continues to fail every day. Because, yeah the fact that a teen basically parents his daughter but doesn’t stick around when her parent’s over is sick. Hopper would very much like to have a dinner with the boy. Ask him a couple crucial questions. Like what business the most popular kid in Hawkins has hanging around any children, annoying nerdy ones at that. But every time he gathers enough courage for that, Steve slips out with progressively lamer excuses. Jim’s getting increasingly worried. When was the last time he was in the same room as Harrington and the kids? He has no idea what’s happening under his own roof every other day and that’s unacceptable.
              The past two weeks he found himself looking for an opportunity to kick him out, throttle him a little, make him never come back again. And then he sees Jane, and how his presence makes her more confident, more sociable. Watches with poorly vailed delight as she happily gobbles up Harringtons pumpkin stew. Last time he cooked they had to spend the entire evening cleaning up and getting El to eat vegetables ended in them not talking for three days and he’s just so tired. Looks at the dinner before him, which is more nutritious and tasty than anything Hopper would ever hope to create. Jane is getting closer to a healthy weight and he’ll begrudgingly admit he is too.
              At night he lies in bed agitated. Reasons Harrington’s just lonely after getting dumped. Or that somehow this is his ploy to get her back. That by taking care of the brats she’s so close to, he will gain something in her eyes. He goes to sleep once again promising himself to finally talk to the kid. That he doesn’t mind buying, making and cleaning up after dinner, if it gains him some of her attention.
              Needless to say the police chief never expected this. One thing about Harrington is that he never stays over for long, especially with Jim present. Despite what one could have expected Steve is actually surprisingly understanding of him and his wariness about people seeing El, hurting her. Seems to know that a boy his age hanging around kids isn’t welcomed and so he never overstays his welcome.
              So when Hopper comes home to the sight of one Steve Harrington lying on his couch and bleeding all over his only white towel, with two thirds of the toddler bunch jumping around him, he is a little bit shocked. They haven’t noticed him yet. Jane stands in the middle holding what looks like every blanket they own. Will is holding a steaming cup attempting to spoon feed Harrington. Henderson looks like a maniac, with rubber gloves that Jim forgot he owned, holding a roll of bandages. He can clearly see Mike Wheeler anxiously trotting along the cabins living room yelling angrily into his radio. It’s shocking enough that he releases his hold on the door and it closes loudly. Suddenly all (accept for Harringtons who lets out a yelp as he moves to sit) heads snap to him. The door locks snap shut at once. There’s a second of peace before all five start yelling over each other.
“Oh, great sir, you have to hel-“
“Hopper I can explain. I wa-“
“Steve is hurt.”
“Chief, pass me the antiseptic”
“-ink Dustin knows appropriate firs-“
As always Hopper focuses on his daughter first.
“Are you hurt? Any of you?”
“I am not hurt”
“Obviously we’re not hurt. Haven’t you heard the best paramedic is an alive paramedic.”
Since he met them Jim has never once been as thankful for their all-knowing snarky attitudes as he is now. God knows he can’t handle more than one moaning kid. There’s only going to be one problem today. A problem witch has apparently given up on moving and let his head fall with a quiet thud. Some part of Hopper, that he takes great effort to hide, is happy that Harrington finally can’t escape him. He closes his eyes and tries swallow down the venomous offspring of his suspicion. It takes one second, one second, to collect himself and of course that’s all it takes for the chaos to start up again. This time provoked by Wheelers radio.
“Hey guys, what’s going on?”  Maybe it’s the interference but Jim doesn’t recognize the voice of whoever Mike was yelling at more than any other people in this town.
“Steve is hurt. We’re helping” El instantly replies clearly pleased to know what’s going on and Jim is shamefully a little proud, that his little girl is most calm in this situation.
“We’re trying to do stiches, sir, and.. uh-” Will ever the polite young man tries to offer but then Wheeler of all people has to ruin it by bitching back at the walkie-talkie.
“Hopper’s pissing himself, don’t interrupt” Oh, that’s it El is going to wait three years before that boy is allowed in here again. He’s outdone himself this time. It’s getting very clear to that Mike needs to be taught some respect and he would gladly fulfil his duty as the chief and be the one to teach him.       He’s just about to threaten the kid with that, when the Henderson kid screeches.
“Steve is dying, is what’s going on and if you’re not going to tell us about stiches than get lost because you’re no help right now.” Jim didn’t even know that a fourteen year old boy was capable of such a sound, but he quickly abandoned that thought when little Will started shaking Harrington by the shoulders. Oh shit. Hopper will begrudgingly admit, that sometimes he can be a victim of tunnel vision, and it would seem his dislike of Mike Wheeler might have misguided his judgement of the situation, but now, as he looks at Wills pale face he can feel himself sobering up.
              His eyes move over Harrington, trying to assess the damages. His face is still full of yellow and green hues, but there aren’t any visible cuts. If it weren’t for the bloody towel under his head and Byers’s terrified expression he wouldn’t even know anything was wrong. Steves eyes are closed and he’s breathing small quiet breaths. He’s unconscious.  Hopper is sure he was talking just fine five minutes ago. He cups his face between his palms and maneuvers them/it to look for the cut. Now that he touched him he realizes Harrington is burning. His hair feels damp, especially where it’s shorter, but it looks as over-the-top as ever. He lets out a whine when Hopper pushes him up to sit. Around them the kids are all holding their breath. The only sound interrupting the surprisingly firm silence was the crackling coming from Wheelers radio.
              He finds it.  Going from the back of Harringtons head, next to his left ear, to the middle section on top is a open cut, slowly oozing blood into thick hair. Carefully Jim tries to push the hair apart, struggling to get a better look while not worsening the wound. When he finally manages, the pregnant silence is interrupted by several kids’ gasps. It’s not good. It’s vicious red, leaking puss in several places and if Hopper’s seeing properly, has some remnants of dirt in it. The edges are painted a darker color, somewhat scabbed over, like an old poorly treated tear re-opening. All right, that’s it. Hopper is done letting Steve from his grasp. It’s about time to get this problem over with thoroughly.
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unlimited-nobu-works · 3 months ago
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pale-fairytales · 10 months ago
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i. i listened to the villain song from Wish and. oh my god. that is not a fucking villain song. we're bein punk'd.
I'M GONNA JUST SAY THIS i think the concept for the villain was actually kinda interesting but I feel like the villain song needs to be rewritten ASAP and istg if the movie is as *incoherent noise* as the villain song, then i fell like it'll need to be redone/reimagined, too
Petition to remake the movie but in 2D animation, with a better storyline and a better villain song (i would even like to see people on the internet get together to make it happen)
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flokali · 14 days ago
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Hi… sorry for dying again;; turns out my psychiatrist made a huge oopsie and gave me a bunch of sleeping pills that ended fucking my schedule for months and I had to go to a new doctor to get them checked out and only now (ish) I’ve been able to regain a little bit of self control over my schedule and what not… I’m super sorry for dipping but I haven’t really had the energy to even wake up past 3PM most days with how heavily medicated I was up until like last week;; I didn’t say anything because I didn’t wanna sound like a crybaby or like I was making excuses and I legitimately thought I was the issue but turns out taking like 2 types of sleeping pills in the morning is not good ? I won’t go into any more detail since it’s kinda useless and no one is really here for updates about me but hopefully with new meds and a better schedule (which I’m working on !! I’ve gone from sleeping at 6AM and waking up in the afternoon to sleeping at 12-3AM and waking up a little earlier!!) I’ll be more consistent once more :’)
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rolandkaros · 3 months ago
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reason #3299874 why i hate tennis twitter: i hate how idealistic it feels to say “omg we’re ALL sort of right.” like there should be a substantial middle ground here somewhere and instead it always feels like im being weirdly diplomatic. people are spreading misinformation about how drugs and drug tests work. people are ignoring the very real and EXPERT opinions that were used in the process of ruling. people are pretending to be oblivious to why players might find the whole scenario upsetting anyway. people are projecting their paranoia about doping onto a case where it isn’t applicable. people are using completely impermissible evidence to prove why he obviously did or didn’t dope. nick kyrgios is an idiot. and we’re going in circles and have gotten no where and at the end of the day whatever YOU say will not change the fact that he did in fact get two positive doping tests AND the experts supported a conclusion of no fault no negligence. so where does that leave us.
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emberandshadow · 1 year ago
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Ashton and Fearne SO would be the kind of couple to encourage the other to romance anyone interesting enough
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