#glorytomankind

[voicelesshatred]

@glorytomankind​ :: Yeets a 9S at <3 Here is Simp JR

[thuganomxcs]

put a pokemon in my inbox / accepting / @glorytomankind​ :Lucario!

“Are you freakin’ kidding me?! I mean sure he’s got a workin’ girl’s hips but this mon can throw down. You’re comin’ with me.”

Houndoom

Lucario

[strwcptn]

@glorytomankind​ asked:

“ can you forgive me? ”

     anger wasn’t something luffy could ever be towards bon clay, there was a pain inside his heart ever since the day they had to leave him behind so that they could escape from impel down, but now that bon clay was standing right here in front of him, asking to be forgiven--luffy’s tears were falling down his cheeks.

     he launched himself at the other, wrapping his arms and legs around, bringing him in close for the biggest hug luffy could muster.

            “there’s nothing to forgive! i’m just so glad you’re okay! i was so worried i’d never see you again!” he was screaming out in joy over his friend being alive.

[soulsolid-a]

forget - me - not :   has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ?   are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?  

BOTANICAL HEADCANONS !

     Oh Brook is terrified of forgetting. He’s already aware that he’s forgotten a lot, and knows that there’s more he doesn’t remember forgetting. Nearly all of the small things you don’t really think about remembering until it’s too late. The name of his mother’s favorite flowers, the face of his first music teacher, the song that played during his promotion--

    All of them were gone. And memories that hit closer soon followed. Where he first met Yorki, the name they’d given to their first sloop, some of the names of their crew, the day they first met Laboon...

     When he realized he was forgetting, it’d already been too late for so much. He was horrified. All the paper they had on ship was too fragile to risk writing upon, not that there was much he could write with, so he’d tried to carve into the wood some information. But it felt wrong, as though he was admitting to his own fragile sanity. Still, he carved what information he could, but ultimately found method best for preserving his memories through music.

     The tone dial kept the memory of his crew and promise — his reason — alive, and he’d soon take the instruments they had aboard and play songs which held meaning or compose new songs to give them meaning so he wouldn’t forget.

     Even with music serving as his anchor, the day he found Yorki’s and his own bounty poster, hidden in a corner of the ship, he cried in relief for days. He hadn’t even realized his memory of his own face and the face of his captain were faded, distorted by the years. To the present, Brook keeps both of them safe within his skull as prized possessions alongside the tone dial.

[reapcrbunny]

(    🐇   )             HANDS WRING AS SHE    chewed her lower lip at first,    the relatively new dubbed warrior of light    not at all    sure how to go about any of this.    she was thrilled to know that her friends were safe but    .  .    she still held guilt over being so easily framed for a crime she    DID NOT COMMIT.

     <      I AM SORRY.    that you and everyone had to go in hiding.     >    

@glorytomankind​  liked for a starter for papalymo   !

[theircurse-archive3]

✧ * º • –– @glorytomankind​​ asked:         picks up yum. i love the way you rp this little baby bop so much. that if anything were to happen to em right here and now im activating all the glitches on tumblr as we speak. just seeing em on my dash is like AW YEAH its some good ass stuff right here<3

                        ⮩      【    beep beep how’s my portrayal ?    】

          PIERRE REALLY SAID IF ANYTHING HAPPENED TO YUMENO, EVERYTHING BURNS. But dsfljskldf thank u so much ! ! ! I’m love our baby bops 

[milkii-galaxii-archived]

From : anonymous

💕

I enjoy @glorytomankind​​’s company. They’re among the few people I have more consistent contact with from the roleplay community, even if not so often. I usually have difficulties talking with people, but we just hit it off. And that was absolutely not expected JKGEHGHEJK. I think it all started with our love for Starscream. We love our traitorous man ejkgrehjrhg. Also, Pierre is the reason why I started to love Rumble. I actually barely acknowledged his existence back then when I started to know more about Transformers. All I know is that he can turn into a cassette and Soundwave can keep him in his tits. I think I only find out he’s a gremlin from Pierre, and I love me some gremlins. I was delighted when Pierre told me she’s okay with me inserting myself into muses’ interactions! So ever since then-

Overall, Pierre is a very chill person. I enjoy interacting with them, both ic and ooc. Love them. <3

[tvstarkuma-a]

@glorytomankind​ Continued from here 

“Emotions are prohibited? Who told you something like that?!” 

Teddie couldn’t imagine how cruel a person needs to be to force people to stop feeling emotions, let alone the ones of a cute girl like her. She had a rather interesting choice in fashion, one the bear was taking a good look of, but he was willing to let that slide. Such treachery against cute girls like her couldn’t stand! Good thing the chivalrous knight Teddie was here. 

“I can talk because I’m Teddie. I’m a special bear!” He patted down his fur to demonstrate its softness, “And I can tell you’re a bear-y special girl, too.” 

[voicelesshatred]

@glorytomankind​ :: "They really care about you” -(Giving you Rion cause sickly baby happy??)

Random Starters [meme] :: Accepting

【He shifted forward, arms propped against his thighs as he stared at his fellow landless prince with scrutiny most harsh. Caim did not know whether to show insult over such words... or to laugh. He knew little of where this young man hailed— perhaps a kinder place not yet touched by the imperial shadow— but the sight of the stranger looking man that followed him was hint enough. In his darkened blues, the youth’s guardian was just that: a guardian. One obligated, not obliged, to follow and serve.】

“He does not believe you,” 〖came the voice of the Red Dragon, who lay in rest behind her pact-partner. Almost as if to illustrate the point yet to be made did his head turn, his sights falling upon a small collective of the Union’s foot soldiers that wandered about.】 “There is the belief within him that these men merely follow his lead out of blind obligation. If they do indeed care, he refuses to believe so.”

[thuganomxcs]

unprompted / always accepting / @glorytomankind​ : Me again cause I'm bored when is Yusuke gonna flex his Robot (NOT) Girlfriend.

slaps android booty and gently nudges her forward in front of his group of friends, and parents, and toddler bitch. “People, 2B is my girlfriend now. That’s right, all of that is mine.”

[black-fury-art]

Commander White - Nier:Automata 🤍👑🤖 For the Glory of Mankind⚔️ . . . #commanderwhite #niercommander #yorhacommander #nierautomata #nier #nierautomatafanart #yorha #glorytomankind #ニーアオートマタ #automata #gamefanart #yokotaro https://www.instagram.com/p/CIGrHSwnDg5/?igshid=19hig625u9r2r

[michelledrawz]

Designed #nierautomata coasters! Because my #NieR shrine isn't big enough as is 😂 you can get your own from me at #geekgirlcon this weekend! Table 106! #geekgirlcon19 #nierfanart #artistalley #glorytomankind https://www.instagram.com/p/B4vmpUID9de/?igshid=1b7ec956vc8l7

[anubisbride]

"Let's go home" Game: NieR:Automata 2B: @Anubis_Bride 9S: @Varlaes Photo & edit: @luminaryaphy __ #nier #nierautomata #niercosplay #nierautomatacosplay #2b #9s #2bcosplay #9scosplay #nier2b #nier2bcosplay #nier9s #nier9scosplay #2b9s #2b9scosplay #germancosplay #yorha #glorytomankind #yorha2b #yorha2bcosplay #yorha9s #yorha9scosplay (hier: Düsseldorf Nord Park) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5JEqZBovek/?igshid=atk1d4l7rqgs

[tlt-wm]

And that’s that. Imma miss being able to copy and paste everything below the cut, typing captions sucks. @whoozica as and @tomukuncosplay as 🤖 Find this gallery under “Cosplay Photography” on my site (link in the bio) or here: http://bit.ly/2JpNzfm ⚔️ posted on Instagram - http://bit.ly/2WGTQXS

[ehanna90]

[mediicusvitae]

@glorytomankind​​ said: "Lamy!!! Come look! They have this kind of Ice cream here in wano! Let's try it together." Que cute eyes. Cute Polar-bear eyes. He really wants to treat Lamy to some of the stuff Wano has. -Bepo! (Hope you don't mind this!)

The Flower Capital was built around the castle, hugging the long, tall bridges that led to the gates. Above the traditional clay roof tiles, there was a stunning sliver of blossoming sakura peeking out. The pink tree hung above the building like a crown. The entire island was an isolated fortress, only scalable thanks to the giant koi fish that leapt up the high waterfalls. Cranes perched on houses and soared above the streets. Families strolled about, children ran barefoot through the streets, off-duty Beast pirates played hanafuda.

The sun was shining. The sky was blue. Everything seemed orderly and peaceful, despite the unrest simmering just beneath the surface.

If she let her mind drift just so while closing her eyes, she could pretend that she was back in another place, in another sea. Rattling carriages. Intermingling voices. The taste of an apple still between her teeth, freshly stolen from the tree in the hospital's courtyard.

Her nakama's words shook her out of her thoughts. Lamy opened her eyes and blinked at Bepo, needing a second to process. She shuffled over to her companion, still getting used to the rather stiff Wano attire that the overly enthusiastic shopkeep had sold her. It had been crucial for their clandestine mission of gathering intel to blend in with the locals. Her kimono was dyed in robin's egg blue and cobalt, swirling together with dashes of bright gold. She almost tripped over her geta at the mention of her favorite treat. “Ice cream? Here?” she exhaled excitedly, sparkles and hearts appearing next to her eyes. But how? Had they imported ice from the tips of the mountain or the wintery region of Ringo to keep it cool?

A grin spread across her lips as she spied the sweet vendor Bepo had referred to, her eyes widening in awe. “Look, Bepo! They are putting it into mochi!” she squealed in excitement. Something passed between them—a quiet, understanding look—and she grasped Bepo's paw in her hand, pulling him towards the stall. Every ice cream she had tried since never quite tasted like the ones back in Flevance, but they always tasted of new memories, and they were made all the sweeter when they were shared with family.