#do i need more tags?

[gryph-the-condor]

This is the main post of stuck in a siren song!

I would say short but I’m still posting so a comic set in the Banished Athena AU made by @coquexari

In summary Odysseus embarkeds on a diplomatic mission to somewhere across the Aegean Sea and brings Athena along who was stripped of her divinity and forced to be a mortal because Zeus is petty like that.

More is coming I promise

I already have plans for how this continues!

This makes me happy, I love the silly’s

[s1qhed]

My Richie Headcanons ||

Just a warning that this is incredibly indulgent, IYKYK~ Full of fluff, angst, smut… These aren’t in any particular order!

Richie promises that he’ll stop smoking every other week, and commits to it for about 3 days, boasting about “how easy it was”, and then is subsequently caught burning multiple away anxiously around the corner behind the restaurant.

He only purchased his gun after he and Tiff found out that she was pregnant with Eva. He took a few classes to learn how to responsibly handle it, but he’s never actually had to fire it. He still pretends to be hard by waving it around (like in s1e1) keeping it tucked in his waistband on occasion. (Leave it to Richie to be a cornball 🙄)

His apartment is a lot tidier than one would expect. “Everything has a home” he would explain. He needs to keep himself and his space clean or he feels like crap.

Richie has an incredibly soft spot for Sugar (and any other woman, tbh). He witnessed Carmy and Michael being mean to her often when they were kids, and he also saw his father being abusive toward his mother. As a result he is ADAMANT about being gentle with women. One time when they were teenagers Mikey called Sugar a bitch, and Richie got into a fistfight with him.

Furthering this, he’s always been a gentleman, even when he was previously sloppy and abrasive. He’s the kind of guy to open a door for you, buy your favorite snacks (remember when he offered to get Sug a sprite when he found out she was pregnant? 🥹), avoid smoking near you, and politely touch the small of your back as he passes. He saves his assholeish, tough-guy persona for other men in his life.

He would definitely talk to you in a faux sympathetic tone while he’s making you melt in his arms during sex, though.

He also can’t help but use pet names. His favorites are doll-face, sweetheart, princess…

Richie used to fall asleep at work, a lot. Standing up at the counter with his head down, sitting on a bench leaned back against the lockers… Tina and Mikey eventually started to stack shit on top of him- bread, cucumber slices. Sometimes there would be a dick drawn on his cheek. He stopped doing it after he woke up with a bra taped onto his chest and a mop on top of his head (which Mikey came up with, of course).

He refuses to take the train after he saw some cracked out guy pissing all over the floor. Carmy always bitches at him about how “that literally never happens” which Richie fires back with, “but it DID.”

He LOVESSSS movies. Whenever he has Eva for the weekend he tries to get her to watch stuff like Total Recall, Terminator, Bladerunner (not before saying “don’t tell your mother”). Eva obviously doesn’t care and they end up watching Barbie movies instead.

He is a REALLY loud drunk, duh. If you thought he was at 100 sober, you would be incorrect. He will go on rants about the stupidest shit, like how “Batman could beat any other FUCKING superhero if he had enough time to prepare, dipshit!”

Sometimes he, Tina, and Ebraheim will go out for drinks together after work. He sometimes orders a girly (“frou-frou” as Ebra calls it) cocktail. They all keep his secret though.

He’s a very handsy person. Hands on the small of his woman’s back, shoulder pats, hand holds and bear hugs, thigh squeezes when you’re sat beside him. Physical touch is his love language. He would absolutely touch your leg with a single toe from the opposite side of the room while you two spent quiet time together.

He remembers everything. It’s what makes him such an incredible server, but sometimes it’s to an annoying degree. He would whine about how “we haven’t watched a movie together in 10 days” and he would argue that “it has definitely been 10 days because I remember that we watched ___ on ___ which was 10 days ago—“

(This one’s gonna hurt) Richie visits Mikey’s grave, often. Once a week, sometimes more. He occasionally will leave a cigarette for him, sometimes he’ll talk to him, sometimes he won’t. Richie typically can’t even pass the part of town where Mikey died, or where he now rests, without becoming incredibly upset.

[animatronic-assistant]

Seren has a little surprise

I blame @bumble-the-sun-bee or @malwaresilly not sure which blog to tag. Anyway, because of pregnant Malware and the whole it happened because of magic, my imagination went wild and some of you know I kinda like drawning pregnant people (I think its beautiful) so Seren may have a surprise for her beloveds. She hid for a bit (in denial). Star magic shenanigans.

[baby-greatness]

I think everyone writes Vi out to be the dominant one in the relationship but I don't think she'd genuinely enjoy that position? Maybe she'd start out that way because she didn't trust that there was a safety net. She wouldn't trust that if she fell, she would be caught and so she'd keep her guard up and her hackles raised like she was always under attack.

In some aspects she'd enjoy being protective and possessive—like showing off that her partner was hers with a hand on her hip or at the small of her back. She'd give out dirty looks for free to anybody she caught staring too long, but she'd been the protector all her life and I think it's exhausting.

She'd want to be treated gently, even if it's not outwardly discussed. Would want to be protected since she's so tired of fighting for everyone—including herself. Sure she weaponizes violence as a coping mechanism, but that doesn't mean she likes it. It's just what she knows how to do.

[sweaterrat]

Howdy, dorks ^^ guess who’s got lemlav lmao

This is Part 1 to a 2 part fluffy one shot! The other half isn’t finished yet, but as soon at it is, I’ll post it! Hope you enjoy my mid writing skills 💀 No beta read we die like gram gram </3

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⚠️!! WARNINGS !!⚠️ : N/A! Enjoy! <3

Soft Shell, Softer Touches

Two hours.

It’s been two hours since Donnie’s been gone for business with a certain group of well-dressed crooks, the Purple Dragons. Niyah was beginning to get worried. She knew she couldn’t call or text him because that could compromise Donnie’s (and her own) safety. So, instead, Janiyah sat on the floor of Donnie’s lab, impatiently waiting for him to come back.

Two hours and ten minutes.

This was torture. Where was he? Was he okay? Why did he insist on going alone?! Niyah’s mind began to wander.

Was he captured? Was he hurt? Was he okay? Was he unconscious in a random alleyway? Was he…

Niyah squeezed her eyes shut at that last thought. There was an uneasy feeling in her stomach that she wanted so badly to ignore, but the way it twisted and turned made her sick. Where was that dum-dum turtle—!

Suddenly, the mechanical door to the lab opened. Niyah opened her eyes to spot a exhausted looking—

“Donnie!” She sat up immediately and went to greet him. Usually, Niyah greets everyone with a hug, but for Donnie, she’d always give him a generous amount of distance and an occasional polite wave. The Softshell blinked as if he was surprised to see her.

“Where the heck were you?!” She almost shouted, worry woven into her words. Donnie just looked at her with a lazy expression. “Purple Dragons,” he simply replied. “Remember?” and he walked past her to get to his work desk.

“You were gone for two hours,” She stated, the worry never leaving her face. Donnie seemed to shrug it off. “You know how the Dragons are, they’re difficult.”

Niyah was bewildered at his indifference. Did he really not care? She spent hours worrying over him for nothing…? Donnie didn’t notice how quiet she got, a usual sign that she was upset about something. Instead, he hopped in his spinny chair and started to tinker with a big-looking, unfinished project. Niyah only blinked in surprise.

“You’re getting back to work?” Donnie didn’t spare her a glance, “Yep,” He replied lamely.

“But, you just got back…” Niyah said, more to herself than him. “The Dragons threw a wrench in my plans. I’m extremely behind schedule,” Don explained, an annoyed scowl on his face. Niyah couldn’t tell if that scowl was caused by the Purple Dragons or her. Still, she slowly approached the genius, taking the seat beside him. Donnie had added another chair to his lab a few weeks ago as a result of Niyah visiting him so often.

She sat a distance away from Donnie, almost afraid to get too close to him while he was in such a sour mood. Then again, something always had Donatello in a sour mood.

“I think you should take a break,” Niyah nearly whispered. She glanced from his work and to his eyes, hoping that he’d catch her stare and look back. But, to her disappointment, he did not. Instead, Donnie replied with, “I can’t possibly waste any more time than I already have.”

“Breaks aren't a waste of—“ Niyah tried to respond, but apparently, Donnie wasn’t finished. “Why do you care so much?” He finally looked at her. Niyah then realized the annoyed scowl was meant for her. She shrank back into her own chair, using her leg to slowly push herself back and create more and more distance.

“Sorry, I was just worried,” She mumbled, chest tightening as she avoided his stare. Donnie’s expression softened and he let out a soft sigh.

“I hope you know I’m more than capable of handling myself,” He grunted, turning away from Niyah and going back to his work. “You don’t have to worry.”

Niyah sat in silence after that. Donnie had wondered if he was being too mean. Niyah was more of the sensitive type, easy to get emotional. He tried to filter what he said to be less mean around her because, well, he cared. He cared about her, though he’d never admit it out loud. She always listened to him ramble about science and things he knows. Sometimes, she’d even ask questions about it too! They had recently begun studying astronomy and astrology together (Donnie wasn’t a fan of astrology but he couldn’t say no to her).

She’d always seem interested in what he had to say, even if sometimes she looked distracted. Donnie often wondered if there was something on his face with the way she stared at him. Niyah always listened with that small smile that Donnie (and he’ll never admit this,) adored.

Suddenly, snapping Donnie out of his daydream, Niyah quietly stood up. He watched her in his peripherals as she exited the room. Ah, she left.

Donnie sighed, running a hand down his face. Maybe he was being too mean. She spent hours in his lab just keeping him company, asking questions— not just about the current project— about him and how he was doing. Always making sure to check on him and making sure he’s eaten something at least. Donatello felt like he was taking her for granted… he felt like a jerk for being so annoyed at her being concerned for him. He wanted to apologize the next time he saw her. Maybe even thank her. But now, he could finally tend to—

The door to his lab opened again. Don snapped his head towards the light seeping into the cool, purple-toned room. It was Niyah again. And in her hands, a cup of hot coffee.

Oh. She had left to make him some. She went out of her way to do something for him even after he was being sour. Donnie felt his face warm at that.

She said nothing as she carefully placed the mug beside him, then sat back in her chair. Donnie eyed her curiously the whole time. “Careful, it’s hot,” She finally warned. Donnie tried to ignore the warmth of his face that was definitely not caused by Niyah, but by the heat of the coffee. Right.

“Thanks,” he mumbled hesitantly , glancing away from her, taking the mug in his hands. He lightly blew at the beverage before taking a sip. The drink warmed his chest. He had grown a tolerance to coffee a long time ago, but he still enjoyed drinking it. Donnie felt himself relax as he let out a sigh of relief.

“They didn’t hurt you, did they?” Niyah asked out of the blue. Donnie glanced at her, putting down his coffee. She had her head down on the desk, staring up at him. He could see the concern in her brown eyes though she didn’t express it externally. His stare softened and he blinked.

“No, nothing serious.” He lied, turning back to his work, trying to ignore the warmth spreading across his face at her persistent stare. Why was he so… nervous? Niyah stared at him before, even when she tried to sneak it. She seemed to study him in a way. Donnie got used to it after a while, but now, her staring at him was making him uneasy… in a good way?

“Why do you care so much?” He questioned quietly again, but differently this time. This question was soft and genuine; he really wanted to know. Donnie never looked back at her though. “About me?” He added.

Niyah smiled softly at his question before speaking. “Because you’re my friend,” she stated proudly, shifting slightly to fidget with the sleeves of her puffy, cream-colored cardigan. She sounded so certain, as if being his friend was enough of an answer.

“Because I’m your friend?” Donnie echoed, letting out a disbelieving chuckle. “Is it really that easy?”

“Yes,” she replied, her face warming as she held eye contact with him. Her dark cocoa eyes held an emotion… a feeling that Donnie has felt before, but couldn’t name. “Yes, it is.”

Donnie felt himself smile but quickly hid it in his palm. Niyah had a calm look in her eyes. Like two big black holes, dark and alluring, drawing him in the more he stared into them. A dark sea of mystery that he so wished to explore. He would have almost found himself drowning in them if he didn’t snap back into reality.

“Thank you,” Donnie muttered, unable to take his eyes off of the girl in front of him. “For caring about me.” This time, he didn’t hide the shy smile that was stained on his face.

Niyah sighed, “Anytime, Donnie.” She’s said his name a million times before, but for some reason, his heart squeezed. Donnie felt himself flush at her words, praying to whoever was up there that it didn’t show. It was like a triple homicide. Her eyes, her smile, her voice… he felt weak.

Weak.

Donnie remembered it. The stinging had somewhat lessened, enough that he almost could get used to the pain and forget about it. Still, Donnie winced, not at the pain, but at the way Niyah’s smile shrank as she noticed something was up.

WOOO!! One down and one to go! The second part might be a bit long, so deepest apologies for that. Hope you enjoyed this lil thingy I did way back in November lmao. Have a lovely day, ya dorks <3 (Also, very sorry for my awful writing 🕊️)

— Your Local Sweater Rat!

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PART ONE: (You’re here, silly!)

PART TWO: (Unfinished)

[macwantspeace]

* Wonder Walk - Glows * A quiet fading into night while walking down by Wonder Parkway.

[bearrverine]

me and gang at the haunted house

[bacchuschucklefuck]

couldnt draw my thang for mid-autumn so treated myself to a calne redesign instead

[isjasz]

between your teeth definitelynottober - day 7

[wasyago]

tango doodles

first you make up a guy and then you struggle to draw him correctly

[corethetrueidiot]

spinny spin spin

[pauputoot]

reblog not for a “bigger sample size” but because polls like this are a fun way to help people reinforce their own self-concept and passing it along so that other people can also have the opportunity to strengthen their sense of self by pressing a button is a cool and nice thing to do

[bixels]

Learning that fans hated Applejack and called her "boring" is crazyyy to me because I genuinely, unironically believe AJ's the most complex character in the main six.

Backstory-wise, she was born into a family of famers/blue collar workers who helped found the town she lives in. She grew up a habitual liar until she had the bad habit traumatized outta her. She lost both her parents and was orphaned at a young age, having to step up as her baby sister's mother figure. She's the only person in the main gang who's experienced this level of loss and grief (A Royal Problem reveals that AJ dreams about memories of being held by her parents as a baby). She moved to Manhattan to live with her wealthy family members, only to realize she'll never fit in or be accepted, even amongst her own family. The earlier seasons imply she and her family had money problems too (In The Ticket Master, AJ wants to go to the gala to earn money to buy new farm equipment and afford hip surgery for her grandma).

Personality-wise, she's a total people-pleaser/steamroller (with an occasional savior complex) who places her self worth on her independence and usefulness for other people, causing her to become a complete workaholic. In Applebuck Season, AJ stops taking care of herself because of her obsessive responsibilities for others and becomes completely dysfunctional. In Apple Family Reunion, AJ has a tearful breakdown because in she thinks she dishonored her family and tarnished her reputation as a potential leader –– an expectation and anxiety that's directly tied to her deceased parents, as shown in the episode's ending scene. In The Last Roundup, AJ abandons her family and friends out of shame because believes she failed them by not earning 1st place in a rodeo competition. She completely spirals emotionally when she isn't able to fulfill her duties toward others. Her need to be the best manifests in intense pride and competitiveness when others challenge her. And when her pride's broken, she cowers and physically hides herself.

Moreover, it's strongly implied that AJ has a deep-seated anger. The comics explore her ranting outbursts more. EQG also obviously has AJ yelling at and insulting Rarity in a jealous fit just to hurt her feelings (with a line that I could write a whole dissection on). And I'm certain I read in a post somewhere that in a Gameloft event, AJ's negative traits are listed as anger.

Subtextually, a lot of these flaws and anxieties can be (retroactively) linked to her parents' death, forcing her to grow up too quickly to become the adult/caregiver of the family (especially after her big brother becomes semiverbal). Notice how throughout the series, she's constantly acting as the "mom friend" of the group (despite everything, she manages to be the most emotionally mature of the bunch). Notice how AJ'll switch to a quieter, calmer tone when her friends are panicking and use soothing prompts and questions to talk them through their emotions/problems; something she'd definitely pick up while raising a child. Same with her stoicism and reluctance at crying or releasing emotions (something Pinkie explicitly points out). She also had a childhood relationship with Rara (which, if you were to give a queer reading, could easy be interpreted as her first 'aha' crush), who eventually left her life. (Interestingly enough, AJ also has an angry outburst with Rara for the same exact reasons as with EQG Rarity; jealous, upset that someone else is using and changing her). It's not hard to imagine an AJ with separation anxiety stemming from her mother and childhood friend/crush leaving. I'm also not above reading into AJ's relationship with her little sister (Y'all ever think about how AB never got to know her parents, even though she shares her father's colors and her mother's curly hair?).

AJ's stubbornness is a symptom of growing up too quickly as well. Who else to play with your baby sister when your brother goes nonverbal (not to discount Big Mac's role in raising AB)? Who else to wake up in the middle of the night to care for your crying baby sister when your grandma needs her rest? When you need to be 100% all the time for your family, you tend to become hard-stuck with a sense of moral superiority. You know what's best because you have to be your best because if you're aren't your best, then everything'll inevitably fall apart and it'll be your fault. And if you don't know what's best –– if you've been wrong the whole time –– that means you haven't been your best, which means you've failed the people who rely on you, which means you can't fulfill your role in the family/society, which makes you worthless . We've seen time and time again how this compulsive need to be right for the sake of others becomes self-destructive (Apple Family Reunion, Sound of Silence, all competitions against RD). We've seen in The Last Roundup how, when no longer at her best, AJ would rather remove herself from her community than confront them because she no longer feels of use to them.

But I guess it is kinda weird that AJ has "masculine" traits and isn't interested in men at all. It's totally justified that an aggressively straight, misogynistic male fandom would characterize her as a "boring background character." /s

At the time of writing this, it's 4:46AM.

[buttercupshands]

I took that as a challenge so now it's a full comic of me making Siffrin happier by the second

And a small bonus

Because there's not one but two Siffrins who deserve some happiness in their lives

even if by just getting their favorite snack

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

Being someone who read Under The Red Hood and came out with the firm belief that, for Jason, it's not about killing Joker, it's about Jason wanting proof Batman would choose him over the Joker (bc shelia chose the joker). Makes seeing any other media where it's all about just wanting the Joker dead is a teeny bit frustrating. to be honest

Jason could've killed the Joker himself, really, really easily. Jason kidnaps the Joker before the confrontation. I can't open my comic for a reference right now, but it felt like he had the Joker for quite a bit before the confrontation. He had him. He beat him up with a crowbar. He had every single opportunity to kill the Joker himself, but he didn't because that wasn't his goal. Make no mistake, he did plan for the Joker to be dead by the end of it, but do you see what im trying to say here

Edit: If I knew this post was gonna get 1000+ notes I would've tried to word it better or something, this was a rant I made on the way to the grocery store 😭

It's not about making Batman kill either. When Batman says he won't kill, Jason adjusts and goes, 'Let ME kill the Joker or kill me to stop me' instead. The test is all about Batman choosing him. The whole final confrontation is Jason's first death again. The parent, The Joker, and the explosives. It even ends with Jason unable to move as a bomb goes off right next to him again because the parent didn't choose Jason. And instead tried finding an option that'd benefit them and (consequencely) letting the Joker walk, again, lol, lmao <-in agony

[risibledeer]

hugs, all of joel's soulmates, lizzie, grian and eefo lol

Psst reqs are open, ik I draw a lot of Joel but i like drawing most hermipires so feel free ti ask, if uf like to