#he is so normal i prommy

[thevoiceofdesertbluffs]

finally.... another Goose poll.........

[shriika]

nina, victor, and their beloved pet scientist voted "most hated polycule" by the powers that be

[pup-pee]

bart having 2 learn how 2 run again would ruin me

[transbeamrooikat]

thinking about how its implied that Paul WILL eventually ecologically destroy dune. how in his quest to bring them "paradise" he will destroy their way of living. the way my heart sunk whenever it was mentioned. the way we see how badly water effects the worms

[fantasykiri5]

you said bribes?? :> 40 whole seconds ago??

and i do love smallidarity so win-win! (love boat boys too, but i'm an ethubs shipper till the end) speaking of ethubs... could i request something fluffy with Etho and Bdubs? whatever you're in the mood for with 'em! romantic or platonic!

Pick up your lanky ass minecraft-boyfriend bridal-style! Why? Well, it’s quick, it’s easy, and it’s free!

[shima-draws]

Sanlu marriage proposal but it only happens because Luffy’s jealous

“If Pudding got to (almost) marry Sanji then why can’t I??! >:((((”

[deimosatellite]

ummm

[jentlemahae]

MARK LEE @ tds2 (230219)

[paingoes]

Destroyer - Marks

(Masterlist)

girl help i can't stop making bonus content

this is set right around Part XIII, in regard to the “I should probably give you more visible marks.” comment.

(Content: living weapon whumpee, obedient whumpee, somewhat reluctant whumper, dehumanization, power imbalances, physical abuse, minor blood, brief drug mention, death mention)

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He got approximately ten million fucking emails calling him an arsonist, or telling him that the experiment is an accident waiting to happen, or asking why he was letting the A-bomb walk around off-leash, why he was letting the bomb walk at all. Accusations he wouldn’t dare repeat. It was all so stupid. Delta was good. Paris never worried about him fragging. But the appearance of insubordination was damning all on its own. It was not a good situation.

Unfortunately, the messages kept coming. From staff he actually respected, too. People he needed. He didn’t even know how word reached them that quickly. He sometimes forgot just how scared they were of Delta. It had never been a popular project. That night, he received many requests for him to be killed outright. Not fucking happening.

Fucking Nezu telling him what to do with his fucking psychic. He was more mad about that than he ever could have been at Delta. That was why he’d gone easy on him. It gave him serious pause whenever his wants overlapped with Nezu’s — sometimes enough to evaporate them completely. He really wasn’t in the mood.

Something had to be done though, by the time the next meeting rolled around. They had to know that Delta had been punished for it, that Paris didn’t just let him get away with everything.

Delta didn’t fight him on it — not that he’d expected him too. He kneeled in front of the desk like he’d been asked. Paris leaned back against it, hitting the pen a few more times than he needed to. 

Delta looked bad. That day had been the only time Paris had ever seen him cry — even weeks later, he hadn’t seemed to recover from it. His eyes were still so pleading, in a way they’d never been before. It was unsettling.

Paris readjusted the only ring he wore on his right hand. It was sapphire — and it was clean. There wasn’t any reason to drag it out. He tilted Delta’s face up a little, tucking the slick hair back behind the webbed fin of his ear. 

“Hold still.” He didn’t want to hit his eye by accident. The jewel was sharp.

He backhanded him hard across the face. Harder than he would have normally. It needed to bruise.

Delta’s head was forced sharply to one side. His hair fell back in his face, totally obscuring it when he looked down at the floor. He didn’t outwardly react, but his next breaths came out shallow and shaky. Yeah, that hurt. 

Paris cupped his face again, moving it back up to examine the injury. It’d landed where he wanted it to — a thin cut right along his cheekbone. He could see the spot where the bruise would form over the next couple hours. Delta winced. Paris gently smoothed over the flushed skin with his thumb. 

“I’m sorry.” Delta’s voice was quiet. It was all he would say recently. 

“I know.”

It was hard to be mad at him when he was so clearly repentant. When he was being this good about it. Paris released him. He’d planned on hitting him across the other side of his face as well, in the interest of covering all his angles. It didn’t feel worth it anymore.

“Hand.”

Delta placed his hand gingerly into Paris’s own. Paris tightened his grip around it, supporting the palm beneath so that it’d absorb the full force of it. Knuckles facing up. Paris reached back for the ruler left out on the desk.

It cracked down hard against his knuckles, fast enough that he didn’t really have time to flinch. His injured hand reflexively tightened around Paris’s in the aftermath; it was the only real physical reaction he’d had. His claws dug painfully into Paris’s hand, not yet breaking the skin.

Paris released his grip on the hand. Delta’s hand relaxed and the claws withdrew, but he didn’t pull it back like he’d expected. He just left it resting there in his grasp.

“Other one.” 

He offered it without resistance. Same routine. Paris brought the ruler back down over his other hand, watching as the first signs of bruising appeared upon them. He placed the ruler back down and released his grip on Delta’s hand. 

“Done.”

There wasn’t much else to do, really. Delta was always dressed in long sleeves and ceremonial garb. For the most part, only his face and hands were exposed on vanguard days. It was enough, though. His expression alone was enough. If he just stayed like that, he’d be fine.

Delta folded both of his hands back into his lap, bright purple and blue against the pale white of clothes. His hair fell messily in his face, but parts of his eyes were still visible. He was still looking at Paris in that desperate, shell-shocked way.

“…Easy. You’re fine.” Paris didn’t know what to say to make him normal again. “The sting will be gone in a few minutes.”

For the hands, anyway, though the numbness would remain. The mark on his face would hurt a lot longer. 

Delta nodded slowly. A small amount of blood appeared by the cut. 

Paris gestured for him to lean forward again. Delta did so, cringing a little. Paris pressed a tissue against his cheek to stop the bleeding. He sighed as it bled straight through.

“…You want a bandaid?” He offered. The bruise would still be visible beneath it. 

“Yeah.” His voice was barely audible. He took the tissue from Paris, keeping the pressure there. 

Paris disappeared for a moment, loudly knocking shit over in the overfilled medicine cabinet. He came back with the split bandage. Delta held still as he applied it over the cut, smoothing it out against his cheek. It was pale white, the same color as his clothes, standing out sharply against the dark blue of his skin.

“…Thank you,” Delta said quietly. Sweetly. It fucking killed him sometimes.

Paris felt something strange in the pit of his stomach. He ignored it. He made a small, noncommittal noise as he discarded the paper into the trash. 

Delta touched the side of his face gently with the newly discolored fingers. Bruises on bruises. He put his hand abruptly back into his lap when Paris looked at him, as if he’d gotten caught. 

“We’re done.” Paris waved him off, sliding the ruler back into the drawer. The pen was starting to kick in. He was getting lightheaded. 

Delta rose slowly, giving something like a curtsy before he left. Or maybe his legs were just unsteady. Paris didn’t really care. 

The door closed quietly. Paris slid the lock shut. He pressed his forehead against the wood grain. Definitely lightheaded.

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[reedenthusiest]

DRIPPED UP‼️

[neurotypical-sonic]

I just think it'd be interesting to occasionally knock the pedestal that people put sonic on out from underneath him, and see how they all react. sonic gets injured bad enough to warrant a hospital visit, and they put him in the paediatric ward because he's a child. it's jolting to the Hero Of The World, someone who you've seen fight gods and not only survive but win, sit on this tiny bed in this brightly coloured room thats made for children. he gets given a lollipop, though, and he happily munches on it

maybe soon after he and tails first meet, in a fight against someone, maybe eggman maybe someone else, but they get caught in a trap, captured, and they scruff sonic. and sonic cant move. he's pissed about it, but it throws tails. sonic is supposed to untouchable, sonic is supposed to be above this. he's still got his scruffing reflex? sonic??? to be fair to tails, though, he's only four, and everyone seems So Much Older than him

this is messy because I am nodding off as we speak, but it's something I've been thinking about for fucking ages. idk take that boy who people worship and praise and put him in a situation where he is forced to respond like the kid he is and see how people react

edit: follow up to this where I explain a little more

[catboygirljoker]

i swear to fuck every time i hear this i think he's gonna say "you don't have any choice but to follow this sweet little ass"

[video ID: xigbar in kingdom hearts 3 saying "as if! you don't have any choice but to follow this sweet little trail of bread crumbs." end ID]

[ghostenluvs]

hey real quick

just a man from epic the musical

but it's swk and macaque's fight during jttw.

like.

like please i don't wanna annotate every frame on this tumblr post but please someone get what i'm saying here.

[lumiilys]

One thing about me is that I will always put flowers in Ed’s hair

[nebuladreamz]

*CRASHES IN *💥💥💥

NEBBY!!!

I JUST REALIZED I DON'T KNOW JACK ABOUT YOUR AUS OR OCS PLEASE SLAM AN INFO DUMP ON ME

WAUGH UH

OKAY OKAY UH VERY SHITTY SLIDESHOW GO

[th3basementdweller]

Going insane

Love. Love these guys. They're my favorite ever but i still don't know how to draw their hair 💔💔