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[jeffrrandell]

"It's getting pretty serious!" The thing that has been serious to me for months:

[peach-jelly-lemon]

Some doodles of random stuff my friends requested

[melchiordommik]

hihi can you draw blondgravy :3..

Sure!! MOVE OVER BLONZIE IT'S MY TURN

[antiflamee]

@jeffrrandell I'm pretty sure this checks out with Blonzie and Gravy 👁👁👍

[orange-bebra]

I really like the characters with glasses

[eddsworldbish420]

SOOOO I WAS WARCHING EDDSWORLD STUFF AND THE ZOMBEH PICNIC VID CANE UP AND I NOTICED IS THAT GRAVY LIKE HE WORKS IN RETAIL OUTSIDE KF SUMM3R GELLO????

[doodle-doodie-doo]

I wanna kiss this mofo so bad

[ryemackerel]

🥳🥳 [PART 1] Some requests from Instagram from some of the COOLEST PEOPLE YAYAYYE. If you find your request here, give yourselves a HUGE “YIPPEEEEE” as you look at your face in the screen reflection and smile widely. AND YES that includes the two people that requested TomTord kissing from the previous post. I love gay people. You have all created coolest greatness everyone, thank.

I will be working on the rest of the requests whenever I get back my motivation and need some ideas to draw inspiration from. 🥳 I still have a bunch of Tumblr and Instagram requests I wanna get to work on I WILL FINISH THEM ONE DAY TRUST! Lasted for a week and GAHH I had a lot of fun letting go for a bit and just freestyling everything :-) I liked not having to worry about making everything perfect, and just sticking to short doodles. Huge big fat smooch to the people that helped out with giving reqs!!

[blackswallowtailbutterfly]

Road trip is perfectly good fun. But regarding the southern foods thing, Americans do it to Canadians with poutine all the damn time. lol

Don't get me wrong the USA is a hell country and most of what is considered usamerican culture is a fucking NIGHTMARE and a lot of us are suffering both in and out of the country bc of it but. There's certain things that people outside of the USA make fun of and not in a jovial way that I'm like hmm. Fucka you actually

[mj0702]

Here's something for you @tasha95 ... as usual I got carried away 😅😅

There was something calm in the Bronze-Batlle household this afternoon. Lucy was out for some charity work and Ona agreed to keep an eye on you and you got a VERY strong “briefing” from Lucy to behave for Ona and if you acted out Lucy would take it upon herself to make you pay for it. So you did your best to be as quiet as possible which caused Ona to grow suspicious of your behaviour – every time she came into the room you basically scrambled to get out of said room.

“Okay... what is going on with you today” Ona cut your exit so you ran straight into her

“Nothing” you mumbled quickly trying to push past her

“Bebita... I thought we came to the agreement that we wouldn’t lie to each other... so...” the spaniard raised her eyebrow

“Lucy said I have to stay outta your way and not cause trouble” you mumbled not meeting the spaniards eyes

“Oh Bebita... I know you like to do your own thing and IF Mapí would be here I would agree... BUT... you are always so good for me... you don’t cause trouble with me...” Ona said softly “... don’t run away from me”

“I’m... not running...” you said defiantly

“Bebita...” the spaniard sighed

“I’m just doing what Lucy said” you took a step back from your sisters girlfriend

“Since when?” Ona snorted “Come here... I need some help with my Mandonguilles amb sípia...”

“What’s that?” you perked up always wanting to learn new things

“It’s a Catalonian dish... basically meatballs in gravy” Ona smiled seeing your instant mood change

“Huh... and here I was thinking all you guys eat is fish...” you said skipping past Ona into the kitchen happily “OH EW!!!! ONA!!!”

“Ah... I may have forgotten to mention there’s cuttlefish in it as well” the spaniard sing songed after hearing your disgusted outburst

“Why???” you whined and before you could run off again Ona trapped you between the counter and herself

“It’s traditional...” Ona smiled looking over your shoulder “... you do the meatballs... I’ll prepare the cuttlefish... deal?”

“Yeah deal...” you grumbled quickly retreating to the other end of the kitchen as far away from the offending cuttlefish

“It’s just Fish Bebita” Ona laughed at how quickly you moved away

“It LOOKS at me!!!!” you exclaimed

“Oh you little drama queen” the blonde laughed

“It’s a fact.... it has eyes... it looks at you like Mona Lisa... like it wants to eat your soul” you pointed at the little squids

“Get started on these meatballs..” Ona laughed before starting to expertly starting to clean the cuttlefish

“And now?” you asked 30 minutes later after Ona cleaned the kitchen as good as possible

“Now all is we need to do is fry everything, throw it together and serve” Ona said “... but we’ll do that later when Lucy is back”

“Oh okay” you said a little sad

“What’s wrong Bebita?” the blonde asked carefully

“Can we cook some more?” you asked a little embarrassed

“You like cooking huh?” Ona smiled while pulling out a cookbook

“Lucy always says it’s essential to understand a culture” you shrugged your shoulders

“That’s true... but I think you have a little different reason... you like to cook... you like to create... you are a very creative person and you have a very open and vivid mind” the blonde said the smile never leaving her face “Here... that’s my mamás and abuelas cookbook ... look if you find something you would like to try”

“It’s all in spanish” you whined after you excitedly opened the old looking book

“It’s catalan... I thought you knew the difference by now” Ona deadpanned

“Just because I can talk a little catalan doesn’t mean I can read it” you rolled your eyes

“Come on then... I’ll teach you” the blonde said and pulled you into the living room

“What’s that...” you pointed at a new recipe

“Cargols a la llauna?” Ona grinned “You won’t like it... trust me Bebita”

“But what is it??” you whined getting overwhelmed with all the exciting dishes the country has to offer

“Snails” the blonde spaniard smirked

“Oh you disgusting bastards!!!!!” you exclaimed heaving already

“It’s very traditional... and very tasty if prepared properly” Ona said laughing as she pulled you into her side where you immediately relaxed and sagged against her

“Are you tired Bebita?” Ona asked softly when she felt you getting heavy against her side

“Little bit” you mumbled your eyes already half closed

“Lay down Pequeña” the blonde said her voice low and soft guiding you down so your head was in her lap

You let her do it but whined as soon as you were laying down

“Quin és el problema Bebita?” Ona asked keeping her voice calm

“No cómode” you grumbled trying to get more comfortable

“Want me to lay down with you Bebita?” Ona asked carefully

“sí” you whined and the blonde spaniard maneuvered you around until you were in her arms your back pressed against her front “you comfy” you sighed happily

“Gracias Bebita” Ona chuckled

“Ona?” you mumbled

“sí?” the blonde answered

“I know you don’t know English as well... but the guy who tattooed the “Continue” onto your arm... he ripped you off... or he had dysgraphia..” you mumbled

“Dyswhat?” Ona asked confused

“Dysgraphia... he had problems writing...” you slurred already halfway into dreamland

“He didn’t Bebita... it’s what I wanted” the blonde whispered not wanting to wake you up again

“He turned the i over...” you sighed as Ona started to lightly scratch your head

“It’s a semicolon Pequeña...” Ona said “It has a meaning”

“Whatmeaning” you slurred your breathing evening out

“The semicolon has been a symbol for suicide and mental health awareness, which Project Semicolon initially started. You can get a semicolon tattoo to remind yourself that you’re stronger than anxiety or depression or it can be in memory or support of a friend or loved one...” Ona explained

(I personally thank Tasha for the explanation ♥️♥️)

“You want to end your life too?” you were slightly more awake immediately

“No Bebita... but I struggled with Anxiety when I first came to England” the spaniard answered honestly

“But why??? We’re very friendly” you were awake now

“Not really... English people are very reserved... not as bad as Norwegians but pretty close...” Ona chuckled “... we Spaniards are... different”

“All you don’t know the term personal space... the worst one was Hermoso” you pointed out

“Jenni is... a different level of spanish” the blonde laughed “... but I struggled with the new culture and worse the language barrier...”

“I can see that...” you mumbled deep in thought trying to imagine how baby Ona must have felt

“You really don’t remember do you?” Ona asked

“Remember what?” you asked confused

“You shoulder checked me after the 2021 Derby... and you checked me so hard that my shoulder bruised” the spaniard chuckled seeing how shocked you were

“I didn’t” you said getting stressed

“Calm Bebita... yes you did and no I’m not mad at you” Ona immediately got you to calm down again

“I’m sorry... I don’t remember what I was thinking “ you said very ashamed of yourself

“You mumbled something about stupid reds and stupid spanish and stupid Georgia and bloody last minutes goals” Ona chuckled

“Oh my God... I remember now..” you screeched embarrassed “... you scored in like... 85th...”

“Yeah...” the spaniard laughed as you turned in her arms hiding your face in Onas neck

“It was a mistake from G... she deflected the ball and suddenly you appeared out of nowhere like David fucking Copperfield and scored” you groaned against the spaniards neck

“Yeah... I heard you screaming bloody murder at Georgia over the whole field and I felt so bad for her... she looked so scared and i think Keira had to physically hold you back from not running on the pitch” Ona said her whole body shaking with laughter

“I... I... oh gooooood” you groaned trying to hide even more

“It’s okay Bebita” Ona laughed and started to lightly scratch your lower back “Relax Pequeña”

“I’m so sorry” you whined

“We’re good Bebita... Estabas muy emocionado por perder...” the blonde mumbled feeling how you started relax again “Dormir”

“T’estimo Oni” you mumbled and this time you were out like a light

“T’estimo massa Bebita” Ona whispered noticing you were already dead asleep

[jeffrrandell]

Dilf blonzie

Oh yeah. I made another kid for em. Dilf Blonzie says hi ig

[peach-jelly-lemon]

Eddsworld doodles ft toms eye concepts, gravy singing, future markuardo, and epic rap battle of manliness sung by edd and eduardo

[cloudycaffeinatedcryptid]

remember Nick doing his lil vibe thing at the bonfire? yeah that mans is permanently on a different planet. that's why they had to take him out :/

it's so funny to me that Abi finds that empty blood vial in the tree, sniffs it, recoils in disgust & is immediately like "ugh gross! is this Dylan's???" like girl what? what the fuck?? what is his reputation around camp that a nasty little bottle in a TREE could be involved?? Abi did him so dirty & it makes me laugh SO hard

[letsgetrowdy43]

My star

John Marino x broadway actress!reader

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Ynofficial opening night is in one week!!

Tagged: @MoulinrougeNY

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user28 tickets have been purchased!!

John.marino97 break a leg star ❤️‍🔥

ynofficial This is why you're my fav

Dawson1417 SAY SIKE RN

user012 the world feels at peace knowing you'll be back on the mainstage

y/bsf/user I LOVE YOU BBG

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user30 you were made for the spotlight

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Ynofficial it's good to be back!!

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user48 the spotlight looks so good on you

_Quinnhughes is the term 'Purr' appropriate as a compliment??

ynofficial very much so. yes. 🙂

_Quinnhughes okay. PURR

user59 loving this version of you 🫶🏻🫶🏻

user38 why is no one talking about how amazing the show is??

UmichMT our fav Alumni #problue

user849 she a umich alum??

ynofficial I am!! I graduated in the class of 21'

Jackhughes red is your colour 😏

ynofficial you are one smug bitch

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Ynofficial Playbill did an interview with me on my return to the spotlight, go give it a read!! link in bio <3

tagged: @playbill

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user84 your vocal range is unreal!! and not talked abt enough!!

John.marino97 😲

ynofficial cat got your tongue John??

user39 you and @yourcoworker are my literal babies 🥰

yourcoworker we try our hardest 🤷‍♂️

phillipasoo ❤️❤️

nicohischer congrats!!

user34 the interview was everything and I needed and more

John.marino97 just posted to his story!!

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Ynofficial a little change of scenery 🫐🌷🩰

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user42 Hockey 🤨

ynofficial it's my guilty pleasure...

John.marino97 could I be one of your guilty pleasures??

ynofficial you already are my forever guilty pleasure 🤭

user74 you're living in NY?? how are you not a Rangers fan?

ynofficial cause I have taste and they have @john.marino97

user38 FR

lhughes_06 YIPEEEEE

jackhughes 😛

user39 I'm living for your Instagram active era!!

user57 WE ALL DO

ynofficial I'm in my lover-girl era

user29 i'm confused by the influx of hockey with her life??

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Ynofficial happy all-star week to the babes

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user68 I'm still confused by the hockey boys?? why is Jersey's very own heartthrob in this post

Ynofficial bbg John was my neighbour growing up, I went to Umich at the same time as Quinnifer so by proxy the other Hughes have been a pain in my ass ever since, and now I can't seem to shake the entire NJD roster

Jackhughes it's a gift 😌

Ynofficial you're a nuisance

NJdevils WE LOVE YOU

user48 just saw you preform for the first time and I LOVED EVERY SECOND

User34 so does that mean that Jack Hughes is the guy you've been soft launching to us for the past month...

_Quinnhughes EWWW EW EW

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Ynofficial (since I apparently need to make it clearer) I ❤️ JOHN MARINO

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John.marino97 my starlight ❤️

ynofficial I just swooned... 🧎🏻‍♀️

user39 I'm gonna need to order myself one of them shirts

ynofficial its made of bf material 🤗

Jackhughes I just know you giggled to yourself while writing that out

user30 AWEEEEE

ryangraves27 I'm feeling betrayed

John.marino97 you'll get over it :)

Ynofficial be nice to gravy 🫶🏻

[evandarya]

This is my entry into the BatPham Disney AU summer event!

Shaytan Alhufra

The Hunchback of Notre Dame AU

[Read on Ao3]

Day 1

(Death/Resurrection)

“Mom and Dad are out this weekend, and Jazz is planning on spending the whole time at the library, if you guys want to come over,” Danny said conversationally one day over the lunch table as he stirred the gravy into what passed for mashed potatoes.

“Can’t.” Sam stabbed a cucumber slice out of her salad angrily. “My mom is taking me dress shopping for some party over the summer.”

“Me, either, dude,” Tucker said, struggling to open his milk carton. “Lex Corp is unveiling a new prototype drone and I want to watch the live demonstration. Last time something caught on fire, it was awesome.”

“Oh, okay.” Danny squashed his disappointment and fear. He really didn’t want to be alone in the house right now. Not with the empty hole in the wall in the basement. His parents said the portal didn’t work, that it might never work if they couldn’t figure out what was going on with it, but that didn’t stop the feeling that something was lurking in the darkness, beckoning to him. “Maybe I can come over and watch it with you?”

“Yeah, that sounds like fun,” Tucker said, giving up on his mangled milk carton. Sam took it with a sigh and opened it easily and handed it back to him. “You boys have fun. I’m going to try to negotiate for only one petticoat this time.”

“Ew, people still wear those?” Tucker asked, recoiling from her with a grimace.

“No, and I don’t know why Mom insists I do.”

Danny couldn’t stop himself from laughing at his friends' dual looks of disgust. This weekend would be fine. He would be fine.

***

Danny unlocked the front door to the empty house and let himself in. It was dark, but enough light was filtering in through the living room windows that he didn’t feel the need to turn on a light. He locked the door behind himself and made his way to the kitchen. Tucker’s family was great. They never treated him any differently for what his parents did for a living and avoided the subject since they knew it made him uncomfortable. His parents studied ghosts, something that can’t even be proven. How did they expect him to make friends when he was the but of all the other kid’s jokes on career day?

Danny sighed and filled a glass with water from the sink. Even the city water was safer to drink than the pitcher in the fridge, stored next to ectoplasm samples, because why would they put a fridge in the lab when they have a perfectly good one in the kitchen? Mr. Foley had cooked dinner, spaghetti, and meatballs with garlic bread and salad, and Danny was always thankful for a dinner he didn’t have to kill a second time. He finished his water and put the glass in the almost full dishwasher. He should run it, but he didn’t know if Jazz would eat when she came home, so he left it. He could run it in the morning either way.

Right now he wanted to go to bed and sleep while his parents were out and the constant noise from the lab was at an all-time low. It was never really quiet in the lab, with too many machines whirring and beeping with ongoing experiments, too much electricity surging through the wires, but without his parents tinkering and exclamations of discovery or disappointment it was almost eerie how quiet it was. Danny walked quickly past the basement door and headed up the stairs to his room. He made it about halfway when he heard it. There was a skittering. Something was moving around in the lab. A mouse? He hoped not. He saw what ectoplasm did to hotdogs, he did not want to see what it did to a mouse. He opened the basement door on silent hinges and padded his way down the stairs. He didn’t dare turn on a light in case he scared the mouse away. He crept across the lab, eyes on the edges and corners of the room where he knew mice liked to hide. He didn’t see anything, but it was pretty dark.

He heard it again, the quiet almost non-existent whisper of tiny feet on metal from behind him. He turned, dread pooling in his stomach, toward what he knew was behind him. The empty void of the broken portal. Its metal jaws stretched seven feet in each direction, but it felt much bigger than that. Cables and wires hung from the walls and spilled from its open end like the tongue of some great beast. Someone could mistake it for dead, but Danny felt in his gut that it was sleeping. The beast was sleeping and a mouse was running around in its mouth. He didn’t know what it was that made him take a step forward, to enter that great maw. Some stupidity or bravery took hold of him and he placed one foot into the void. Then the other. Then one more step and his foot caught on a loose cable.

You hear, sometimes, of how people in extreme situations say the world slowed down around them. He and Jazz had watched a documentary about it, once. The doctors they had talked to said it had something to do with the adrenaline and your body’s reaction to sudden stress. It had never really come up again. He was so rarely in life-threatening situations. But as soon as his foot caught on the cable and he started tipping forward he saw everything. His hands shot up on their own accord, he saw the button, grey like the surrounding metal, and felt it hit his palm and depress. He heard the beast around him wake up and shudder to life. A ball of green fire built in the depths of its throat and sparked along the metal, raced up his arm and across his chest. He saw it all before the pain registered. He barely had time to scream before everything went green and then faded to black.

***

Ra’s Al Ghul walked into the chamber like he owned the world. In essence, he did. He owned the world and ruled it from the shadows, the same way he had been doing for centuries. He was rarely surprised anymore, and when something did happen to surprise him he often took interest in it. He circled the pool of Lazarus water, his underlings bowing their heads in deference or fear, he didn’t care which. Something was happening that he had never seen before. The pool was bubbling, almost like it was boiling, except the temperature hadn’t changed. A dark vapor poured off the surface and gathered and swirled around the roof of the chamber. It hung there like a cloud threatening a storm.

Suddenly he saw something in the water, something pale white floating up to the surface.

“Everyone out,” He said quietly. He needn’t shout, everyone obeyed him without question. Soon he was alone in the room watching whatever it was slowly make its way to the surface. It took several minutes and several more slow circles of the pool for the body to emerge. Ra’s carefully pulled the body from the water and laid it down on the cool stone. It was a boy, young, maybe mid-teens, with pale skin tinged blue and hair as white as fresh snow. The clothes he had been wearing, a simple t-shirt and blue jeans, were in tatters, burned away and barely hanging on. Ra’s checked the boy’s neck for a pulse. He didn’t find one, instead, he found a green mark like lightning branching up his neck and face, and disappearing under the collar of his ruined shirt. Ra’s pulled the garment off and it practically disintegrated in his hands. The lighting stretched across the boy’s chest and down his left arm, ending in a nasty-looking burn on his palm that oozed a vibrant green fluid.

“Pit demon.” he spat, standing up quickly and taking a few steps back. He had heard of them and read about them in texts. How they had come out of the pits and wreaked havoc on whoever was unfortunate enough to be near. How they bled a green more vibrant than anything that occurred in nature, even the pits paled in comparison. Ra’s had half a mind to separate its head from its body and bury them in separate parts of the world before it woke up and started causing problems. But then it stirred and choked, sitting up quickly and vomiting Lazarus water onto the stone floors. Its arms shook as it held itself up. Then it stood up, rising on unsteady feet that quickly left the ground. It’s arms flailed in wide circles and it wobbled in the air. It was like it had never flown before like it was a baby. A cruel smile found its way onto Ra’s face. The Lazarus pits had given him a baby pit demon, and he had an idea of how it could be of use to him.

He was even kind enough to bestow upon it a name: Shaytan Alhufra, Demon of the Pit.

[bihet-dragonize]

No but the way those foods on that poll aren't even bad AND are Southern staples is so cbsjjskdkfoifusi

like y'all are so classist and don't realize it in any way. Watergate salad is just ambrosia salad which is arguably the only decent thing to come out of 50s housewife cooking. Twinkies are literally just a cake with filling. Biscuits and gravy are just fucking Biscuits WITH GRAVY (and sausage). Grits is just dried and ground corn (usually) so like??????? Boiled peanuts sounds odd, but it's just a boiled nut literally what is so awful about that???? Like idk maybe do a Google search of these foods before you go "ew how disgusting and fattening"