#fanciest

[carvincaptoor]

The Fanciest Grilled Cheese Ever

[m-ikeycorleones]

The Fanciest Grilled Cheese Ever

[fruitslee]

The Fanciest Grilled Cheese Ever

[oriato]

Doodling Caleb because Aeor is for lovers 💜

(the counterpart to the essek version)

[zorionbbq]

party chat #56: nanba's transformation

(transcript both in alt text and below)

[image description: five-page comic of a "party chat" conversation from yakuza 7.

beneath the scaffolding of a construction site, nanba holds a bottle of tea and asks "hey, you think i've changed at all since we met?"

the rest of the party, standing or crouching on the side of the path, turn to look at him.

"hm? have you?" ichiban tilts his head, hand on chin, and lets saeko pick from his chip bag. "i dunno, lemme think..."

adachi leaps to his feet, splashing his can of beer and surprising saeko. "got it!"

adachi snaps his fingers with a triumphant smile. "you changed how you part your hair!"

"huh?" nanba reaches toward the back of his own head. "nope, it's still the same..." adachi sheds a single tear.

hand raised high, saeko announces "right! your prescription changed!" ichiban taps a canned coffee on his palm in an "i get it!" motion. "what, are you trying to be funny now!? and that's wrong, too!" nanba retorts.

"okay!" han looks serious. "you changed the frames on your glasses!"

"you started wearing contacts instead of glasses!" zhao finger-guns with a grin.

"will you quit it with the glasses thing!?" nanba snaps at an unfazed, juicebox-sipping han. "and does it look like i'm wearing contacts!?" he gestures at himself. zhao smugly bites an onigiri, still squatting on the ground.

adachi frowns around a pocky. "huh? then what's changed?"

"never mind... sheesh." nanba turns his back on the group.

a view of the vending machine and soccer field across the way. "i just thought maybe i'd grown a bit cheerier since i met you guys."

"that's all." nanba doesn't see the party staring in shocked silence.

saeko, han, and zhao exchange fond looks.

nanba chugs his tea as ichiban approaches.

ichiban bumps his drink hand against nanba's.

"well, we already knew that, man." ichiban grins so wide his eyes shut.

"yeah, you smile a lot more than you did before, nan-chan." saeko concurs, offering him her chip bag.

nanba looks up, eyes wide. "ichiban... you guys..."

a hand lands on nanba's shoulder.

arm slung over his friend's back, ichiban cheerfully assures "and i noticed that you got some new lenses on your glasses, too." nanba's face falls.

the party loses it. saeko collapses on adachi, both doubled over in laughter, zhao cackles as his glasses fall off, and han clutches his head in despair.

"i didn't change anything about my glasses!" nanba roars. on the ground, a plastic bag of leftover snacks reads "#56 nanba's transformation".

end image description]

[omaano]

"Obi-Wan’s magic had always been at its strongest when he was protecting someone. Perhaps that’s why it was easier to defeat their remaining assailants after Cody went down injured."

I had the absolute best of time working on this illustration commissioned by the wonderful @wanderingjedihistorian for their fic What It Means! If you like a good fantasy setting, swords and sorcery, Jedis as mages and the Clones as knights do check it out!

[candyheartedchy]

I was just going to make one for myself, but I figured to make a few in different colors just incase others wanted to use one since I know folks in the community sometimes get their platonic f/o posts tagged as romantic and how frustrating it can be.

Edit: I had to fix a spelling error!!!

[canisalbus]

i've returned for 2 seconds to tell you that they're not leaving my head. (sort of unrelated but i've been thinking as well. what if vasco died before machete ? what would go down)

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[royaltea000]

Been binging the 1986 series again and drew my ver in some of his slays

[veryberryjelly]

sugar lips

pairing : jason todd x reader

prompt : christmas baking

𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲

the rest of the world didnt get to see jason like you did.

the world saw red hood, the un-named criminal.

you saw jason, the true softie who brought you tea in the mornings, who cooked you dinner twice a week, who draped a blanket over your body when you fell asleep reading on the couch.

jason, who indulged in all of your spur of the moment ideas.

even if those ideas meant he was baking gingerbread in his pyjamas. at 2 am because you couldnt sleep.

" can you pass me the eggs, jay ?" you asked, glancing up from the bowl you were currently mixing that was filling the room with a cinnamon-y scent.

he offered you two eggs to add to the mixture before leaning back against the counter top, his eyes focused on you instead of the bowl in your hands.

" what're you staring at ? " you questioned with a slight laugh, your eyes not lifting from the bowl as you cracked two eggs into it and continued mixing.

" you. " he said simply and in return a smile spread across your lips and his.

he came up behind you, his arms wrapping around your torso before his head dropped down to your shoulder.

you set the bowl down on the counter and turned around in his grasp, your arms lifting up to drape over his shoulders.

" thank you for doing this with me. i know baking at 2 in the morning isn't exactly ideal. " you said, your fingers threading up through his hair.

" i couldnt let you burn down the kitchen on your own. " he said with a laugh, causing you to lightly hit his shoulder. " you know i'd do anything for you. especially when you smile like that " he said, his hand lifting up to squish your cheeks between his fingers.

you went up onto your toes to press a kiss onto his lips.

when you pulled back you could taste sugar on his lips.

" have you been eating the decorations ?" you asked a slight furrow in your brows.

" how else did you expect me to stay awake without eating the icing ?" he argued.

you couldnt be even remotely mad at him when he looked at you like that.

" ok, just make sure i have enough to decorate, i want to take these to your family on friday "

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@animegirlfromvietnam

[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

a post-wine nap with friends 🍷

(using the characters and emulating the beautiful traditional style of @thefanciestborrower! inspired by their most recent post)

[whoisnotmyname]

Queen Elyse Cousland-Theirin for her coronation with Sir

[opbackgrounds]

I knew Jabra was a fruity drink kinda guy

[thedawningofthehour]

You were talking about Leo being a straight dudebro in the body of a gay man (fashion wise) and tbh thats the jumping off point for me to say that whenever I picture him in human clothes he is Always wearing the classic "green triforce shirt + khaki cutoffs pants" combo every middle school boy rocked circa late 2000s early 2010s. You just know he wears those shirts that say "eat, sleep, game, repeat" and the same basketball shorts for 5 years straight. Like, I can see Mikey, Donnie, and Raph having campy and fun fashion sense and having cool elaborate outfits but like. Its not Leo if he doesn't rock a fit that screams the fanciest place he'll eat out at is Olive Garden tbh

Leo is one of those fuckbois that spends hundreds of dollars on a pair of ugly tennis shoes and then freaks out if any dirt gets on them and walks like an idiot to avoid scuffing them.

He'd wear his pants with his ass hanging out and pop his collar. He'd wear those deep v-neck shirts and birkenstocks, probably with socks.

He'd wear puka shell necklaces and shark tooths despite living in NYC and having never been surfing. If he had hair he'd absolutely have had a frosted tips phase.

Not to mention this boy reeks of axe body spray. He's one of those guys that hasn't figured out he stinks more as a teenager and substitutes spray-downs for basic hygiene. He has a twenty-product nighttime skincare routine and then he rolls out of bed and sniffs a random shirt on the floor to determine if it's suitable for another go. At least once a week he'll show up to the breakfast table and Splinter will gag and force him to take a shower.

Meanwhile Donnie is legit prancing around in heavily coordinated outfits that he seemingly threw together effortlessly and he looks like a fashion model. April sends him pictures of her prom dress choices and takes his critique as gospel. He's always invited to Girl's Night and it took Cass several get-togethers for her to even realize the irony. He and his girlfriends do their makeup together and probably get into fights over how they apply eyeliner. Somehow he is the straighter twin.

[sashasienna]

Welcome to The Grand Bugandpest Hotel

[combjelli]

I'm getting back into digital painting after a long time and I'm a sucker for religious imagery Rodimus so please pretend that peacock tails work this way lmao

This is from an au in my brain where Cybertron is the Cybertronian god and matrix bearers become angels. Rodimus keeps running off to do what he wants and Cybertron keeps making his tail a little harder to lug around in an effort to keep him grounded (it doesn't work)