#card slots

[dykealloy]

[tatyova]

kissing him on the lips kissing him kissing him kissing him

[massivementalitynut]

My Within Reach Comm of Sylus from @iwanttobeaseme

[muirmarie]

tos mcspirk red string of fate au:

Where McCoy makes a smart remark about not believing in soulmates (and even if soulmates & red strings of fate are real, HE certainly doesn't have one) to some powerful being that decides: lmao, I know what would be really funny, and the three of them get dosed with something that (temporarily) makes their strings not only visible but also PHYSICALLY PRESENT. They can't wander too far away from each other because they become a tripping hazard. The strings grow or shrink depending on their proximity so when they're nearby their arms are getting tugged when someone reaches for something, because for all intents and purposes they're physically tied together.

McCoy and Spock trying different ways to break/cut/dissolve the string, but absolutely nothing works on it. Meanwhile the strings keep getting caught in the door and making them fall on their butts.

McCoy still valiantly trying to pretend that these red strings mean Absolutely Nothing, No, They Are Not Cosmically Bound Together By Destiny, Thanks.

They divert to Vulcan because Vulcans have studied the red strings in depth, and the Vulcan High Priestess is losing her mind because usually Vulcans have to go through some special rituals to prove they're the Vulcan-iest Vulcan in order to gain the ability to even see the red strings, and Spock is trying to pretend he's not Smug about it (he is failing badly).

Kirk is feeling Extremely Sappy but is trying to hide it.

McCoy is losing his mind about trying to perform surgery while attached to these two, and also at the fact that Kirk has unilaterally decided it makes more sense for them to all just sleep in the same bed in the meantime, and also the Knowing Looks the entire crew is giving them, and also -

And also everything about this situation, tbh.

Comedy ensues, is the point.

[adobe-outdesign]

Another new Pokemon set (151) dropped a few weeks ago, which means it's time to show off a bunch of the nice art

[retributory]

gx is so crazy how do you explain to someone with a surface-level understanding of what yugioh is that the series after dm features a hermaphroditic dragon-demon card spirit fusing their soul with the main character, who also has apparently been continually reincarnating for 100s of years with the card spirit's primary goal being to protect him, and when they embrace to fuse he says they shall never part again because they will forever and always from that point on be one jointed soul and body, and also he commits a borderline genocide against the card spirit race (???) and straight up kills some of his friends (they get better), and also there's a character who got his leg broken during an archeological dig and they replaced the broken bone with a dinosaur bone (???) and now he's like part dino and has fucking dino dna (?????????) and they send him to space as his dinosona to destroy a satellite that is about to destroy the earth (????????????), and also one of the teachers in the school (seto kaiba's duel school for dueling) is a homunculus and when he dies his soul (???) gets eaten by his cat and for the rest of the series he is living (?) inside of the cat's body, and also on top of all that theres a cool rival character as expected of a show targeted towards young boys who looks cool but in actuality he's lame as hell like he canonically stinks like shit cause he doesn't wash his clothes and he joins a cult and they get him out of the cult by reminding him that his real personality is being a rancid little stinky smelly bastard loser and no one likes him and he spends the entire series getting completely dunked on and also his main archetype is these things:

and then you have to concede that at the end of the day it is still an anime for a children's card game designed to sell the cards so if you ever try to explain the impact this had on your developing mind at 7 years old you'll sound sick

[shadow-von-vamp]

apartment complex

[tsuuuuken]

Lupin the Third: Mine Fujiko to Iu Onna (Episode 02)

[vaggieslefteye]

HELL'S GREATEST DAD ↳ from Hazbin Hotel Season One (2024): 1x05 - "Dad Beat Dad"

[puppyeared]

Been LOVING your lil magician folks recently please continue they're beautiful and very cute and cool and also very well-designed!! 🥺❤️

thank you for the kind words !!! im not much of a writer, but i do have some sort of story in mind for them.. theyre bitter rivals who end up as roommates bc of their scatterbrained elderly landlord lol

[ethosiab]

Wow. It's weird to use a phone screen that's not putting tiny shards of glass in my thumbs.

[superbellsubways]

i recognize your splatoon tartar design!!! do you have any main inspirations for it? also sry if its been too long for u to remember, i just recall seeing it on google images

YES I DO i made these last year

(i forgot to include Spinel but she was also an inspo fhfjdjd especially when it comes to the stretchy arms and a bit of her personality)

[wildwildwasteland]

can't even articulate a Take about the fallout show because i'm just thinking about Lucy Gets Gambling Addiction, i want that for her, i think she deserves to count cards

[dsmpstimboards]

FOUNDER OF LAS NEVADAS | C!QUACKITY

we're the good guys, sam. we are. we're the good people.

🎲 | 🎰 | ⚠️ 🃏 | 🚬 | 🃏 ⚠️ | 🎰 | 🎲

requested by @lasnevadasonline

[purpleqilinwrites]

apple cake.

a/n: i missed writing childe, so here i am again! i don't what it is, but he's so very fun to write.

fandom: genshin impact

character: childe

genre: general

info: established relationship (you are childe's friend); this takes place pre-canon timeline; children being rowdy; childe's real name is used here

warnings: -

synopsis: as always, getting put in time-out is his fault.

word count: 1.0k

fluff-vember prompt: get-along sweater

fluff-vember 2023 masterlist is here.

Childe

You slapped at Ajax's cheek.

He yelped more out of indignation that you had hit him than pain, and he fixed you with a glare, his brows knitting together. Your mother was already out of sight, so it meant that you could "act like a hooligan".

You jabbed a finger in the direction of his cheek, returning his stink eye in kind. "It's all your fault!" you said, your volume in between a whisper and a shout, still mindful of the fact that you were banished upstairs with him as a form of punishment. "They knew 'cause you had crumbs on your stupid face!"

Ajax stuck his tongue out at you and made a farting noise with his mouth. You made a move to catch the wiggling muscle, thumb and index finger readied. He ducked your hand to the best of his ability, which dragged you along with the suddenness of his movement.

At the threat of losing your balance and then falling, you scrambled to push Ajax under you so that he would hit the floor first. There was the sound of both your bodies dully thudding against the carpet that softened the impact. Your shoulder and hip throbbed in protest to the fall, and you remembered your cousin's advice as you pinched the bridge of your nose to keep yourself from crying.

There was no way that Ajax would let you forget it if you cried in front of him because of a little fall.

You elbowed his back, yelling at him to mask the beginnings of a sniffle. Ajax thrashed about in preparation to return the blow, and you elbowed him again in an attempt to make him stop moving. The already stretched neckline of the sweater that you had been forced to share with him for time-out was digging into your neck, and it was all because he kept flailing about like an earthworm that had been cut in half.

"S-Stop!"

Ajax was on his belly now, not quite facing you yet. "No, you stop! You!" he said, his spit landing warm on your chin. You grimaced, moving your hand from your nose to scrub his saliva off your face.

"You're ew," you said, still frowning.

Ajax made another farting noise with his mouth, before he began mocking your words with an overly exaggerated imitation of your voice. You stuck a hand between the sweater and your neck, tugging backwards with as much force as you could manage with the rest of your arm uncomfortably trapped inside the washed out fabric.

"Your neck is red," Ajax said, poking at your skin along a line that felt particularly tender.

You swatted him away with your other hand, and this time, you were the one sticking your tongue out. Just for a second, before he could think to try and pinch it like you tried earlier on.

"If you keep frowning, Barbatos will kiss you and you'll frown forever!" he said, shoving at your forehead with the fleshy part of his palm.

"So? Then I'll frown forever!" you said, doing to Ajax what had been done to you. Maybe if you could stretch this old sweater to the point that it ripped—

This time, he did not repay the shove in kind. Ajax was quiet for a moment, so you waited, still thinking about ruining this sweater but not daring to act upon the temptation. You wanted to avoid getting punished for another thing. "Then who'll want to marry you?" he asked. "No one likes angry-looking people!"

You made a farting noise at him, still frowning. "I don't care," you said.

Ajax was moving unnecessarily again, so you jerked on the neckline of the sweater to keep it from digging in once more. He seemed not to notice your discomfort, so he continued tossing about until he was lying on his side and facing you.

"Okay, fine," Ajax said, sighing. You harrumphed, because you felt like you deserved to say those words to him more. "If no one wants to marry you, I'll do it."

He made it sound like an absolute chore. As though the prospect of marrying you was worse than cleaning out the village horse stables by himself. Your ire burned in your cheeks, tightening the muscles of your jaw.

"I don't like to marry you, Ajax," you said. "You smell sweaty and you're bad at counting."

It was Ajax's turn to be insulted, a gasp escaping him at your honest – though slightly overplayed to discredit him – assessment of him. His annoyance pleased you, but you refused to let it show. Instead, you bit on the inside of your cheek to let it sting a little. Just enough to keep your lips pinched to prevent you from grinning.

"You can marry me for my Mama's apple cake!" he said, his eyes wide and his smile content. He spoke as though he was offering you a solution to all your life's troubles. Like waiting for this time-out to be declared over by an old person so that you could rejoin the other kids playing board games downstairs and eat some of the apple cake Ajax's mother made.

It was the most famous apple cake in your village. In the whole of Snezhnaya, even.

You felt some saliva gathering in your mouth at the memory of the few mouthfuls you managed to steal an hour earlier, and you cleared your throat loudly so that he would not hear you swallow it. The apple cake made by Ajax's mother was the most famous apple cake because she made it best. Even better than your own mother, but you would never say it out loud.

His smile seemed to grow, and you knew he could tell you were seriously considering his offer. You huffed, feeling like you betrayed yourself even if there was no such thing as a person who could turn down an extremely tasty slice of apple cake.

"I still don't like to marry you," you said, wrinkling your nose in displeasure when you imagined yourself having to hold Ajax's hand and then act like the closeness brought you joy. "But maybe I like to marry your brother."

[harmonysanreads]

There's a love hotel in Penacony...