#hello i am. an adult

[keeps-ache]

they put me through this big industrial machine and i came out the other side kind of older 👍

[eikichi-supremacy]

If nothing else Koenma is a Kuwabara stan and I'm right there with him o7 (I need to write the kuwameshi fic that goes with this fr)

[momo-roo]

I headcanon that we'd be very good friends, but if I tried to go for his dad he would absolutely hate my guts.

[jils-things]

happy mothers day to my first and best momma concept ever designed 💚💚

[official-lucifers-child]

there are kids doing drinking games on the train, CHANTING for each other as they chug seltzers and shit, and i’m just soooo embarrassed for them? like i hate being embarrassed especially for other people, but seriously? drinking games ON THE TRAIN?? at 1 pm??

[writeouswriter]

Girl, help, the book authors are trying too hard to be "hip" with the fleeting "teen lingo" and trends again, immediately dating their works before they're even released

[writhe]

i feel like it’s kinda dumb but i’ve ALWAYS been weird about touch even when i want it…there’s always been some aspect of exchanging touch casually / familiarly that has never really “clicked” for me. like, i remember being young and seeing people/friends casually lean on or touch each other’s arms or pull each other close and it always felt like a language i couldn’t speak or learn. i think a lot of this had to do with being a closeted / kinda repressed kid / teen but it felt & sometimes feels frustrating. i felt very monstrous for a long time. i think there are years that have passed in my life where the time spent touching or being touched could be condensed into a handful of hours, if not less. much less the case now because i’ve got to a point where i’ll crawl around on franklin for fun & i get friends to roughhouse sometime. anyway, this problem exists to a much lesser extent today but i still notice & feel it but last night during a song a bar friend who i’ve known for, hell, five years peered over my shoulder and we leaned our heads against each other and sang and it, like, did something to me. also hugs are easy but i got kind of a long one from a new friend!

anyway, i am maybe not entirely made of spikes and fire

[metukika]

ill say it before and ill say it again. hc that teru doesnt like serizawa at all.

[erandraws]

If I had a nickel for everytime I went on a multiple month hiatus and returned with a tsoa fanart, I’d have two nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it happened twice.

[badlydrawn-brostrider]

Hello there Mr. Strider i'm not sure when this letter will arrive but i wanted to talk to you a bit this christmas. How have you been? Did you recieve any cool and ironic gifts? Well i'm sure you know this is not the subject of this letter, why would i write a letter to ask such casual things when we have other more interesting topics on the table.

I've noticed you don't seem to like Lil Cal anymore? And may i ask why? He is your friend, he wants what's best for you, he wants to make you cool and ironic, he wants you to join him. If you went back with him you could become better, become a divine creature like him.

Your body is not yours, you have got no autonomy, you like it or not you are a vessel for him, you should feel joyous that he chose you and not somebody else, the god of irony and coolness and you dare reject it? But there's no escaping it, every Dirk is doomed.

Merry Chrismas sir!

PS: if you see wolfpup anon tell it that it has to go back hoem it'll be on big trouble.

-☢ anon

BRO: Who the fuck- Why the hell would you even say somethin' like this? Who the fuck do you think you are? Gettin' real ballsy hidin' behind anon. I'm not some fuckin' vessel.

BRO: I'm- . . I'm not.

BRO: Shut up.

BRO: Don't you ever fuckin' speak to me like this agai--

BRO: . . .

BRO: . . .

[ That fucking puppet. You should get rid of it. ]

[ . . . ]

[ You don't. ]

[self-indulgent-paw-patrol]

I WENT TO MY FURRY GROUP MEET TODAY AND ACQUIRED MY FIRST EVER PAW PATROL MERCH I'M SO HAPPY THE TRUCK IS BIGGER THAN I EXPECTED IT TO BE AND PRETTY WELL DETAILED IT WAS SO WORTH IT

They didn't have Zuma nor Marshall... I was planning to buy one now and the other two on my next pay. Guess I'll still buy the other two later, but online, as they don't have them here at this mall. Maybe I could check the other malls in the city but aaaaaaa I'm lazy MAYBE, WE'LL SEE

[kingtuna]

Me waiting patiently for someone to upload the new TBB episodes to someplace where i can watch them without needing disney plus, so I can see my baby boy(s):

[legobiwan]

I am in complete denial that the semester starts next week. Doesn't help that I just got back from a week out of town. Gods help me, all I want to do is work on my Gravity Falls fic ideas and answer some long-ignored prompts, but it seems that shitty music theory memes and Canvas will be my life for the next few days.

[raineandsky]

#77

The sidekick avoids the gaze of the two heroes in front of them. It feels awfully like an interrogation, sitting at a metal table in a bare room like this. They’re starting to worry that they’ve done something wrong, and they’re about to be absolutely obliterated about it.

The first hero smiles at them. “You’ve come far, [Sidekick],” she opens. “The agency’s finally given us the go-ahead to let you into the city for your first assignment.”

The sidekick’s gaze snaps up to her in disbelief. All their hard work is, finally, finally, paying off. “Really?”

The first hero nods brightly. She opens her mouth but the second hero beats her to it. “You have a big decision to make,” he says brightly. “You need a hero to accompany.”

“That’s why I’m here,” the first hero butts in quickly.

“And me,” the second adds immediately after.

“You’ve shown a lot of promise in your training, [Sidekick],” the first continues with a stark scowl thrown the other hero’s way. “I’d like to offer myself to accompany you in what will inevitably be a wonderful career that carries you to being a hero.”

The sidekick stares at her with wide eyes. They weren’t expecting to pass training this early, and they certainly weren’t expecting heroes to offer to tutor them. They currently have a script tucked under their bed that they were going to use to convince people that they need a sidekick.

“No, no, she’s got it all wrong,” the second hero cuts in quickly. “No, you don’t want her. You want me.” He grins a little too wide. “I know all the little secrets of the city. I can teach you everything there is to know about this place.”

“No,” the first hero snaps. “He’s got a criminal record.”

The second hero’s eyes practically pop out of his head. The sidekick’s dart between them in acute alarm. “I was a teenager!” he cries.

“I know you’re not a violent kid,” she continues over his incensed howling, pointedly focusing on the sidekick. “I can show you all the good we can do with pacifism.”

“That– That’s nice,” the sidekick says dumbly. The heroes’ arguing is making them a little nervous, frankly, and they’ve no idea how to handle adults acting like children. “I’d like that.”

“I can do that too!” the second hero practically shrieks. “Peace is easy! I also catch the most criminals—never a boring day, ha—and I can show you the—”

“Give them a break, jeez,” the first hero says with self-assured calm. “It’s up to you, [Sidekick]. It’s the criminal” — she smiles softly — “or me.”

“The criminal record is a thing of the past,” the second hero says quickly. “I can show you how to have fun as a hero, unlike goody two-shoes over here.”

“Being a hero is dull sometimes. There’s no point in lying about it.”

“Obviously it is. That’s why you enjoy it where you can.” His gaze turns a little too harshly onto the sidekick. They involuntarily shrink away a little bit. “Right, [Sidekick]?”

“Um,” is all they can get out.

“It’s a big decision,” the first hero says, getting to her feet. “You think on it, and come back to me when you’ve decided, alright?”

“You can come to me too,” the second hero adds. He mirrors her as the chair scrapes across the floor behind him. “Come find whoever you want to work with, yeah?”

The sidekick nods mutely again. They’re not entirely sure what to say to all this.

The heroes let them out with feverish promises that they’d both be the perfect hero to accompany into the city. The sidekick agrees awkwardly and skidaddles the moment they can break away.

The script under their bed is crumpled up and tossed in the bin. Two heroes are in the market for a sidekick—and for them. They need to look back over their test scores, see if they can figure out what they did to make a pair of heroes clamber for their attention like this.

That can wait, though. They have a big decision to make.

Which hero do they spend the next ten years working with?

[blu3b1rd]

Some spring cleaning :3

Ive made posts about this before, and hence the reason why I asked everyone to flood my asks with their faves, but due to some recent asks...

ONE, if you send me a very sexual request/ask please don't expect me to respond. I don't understand the whole "oh but you have a private nsfw blog so you should be okay with me asking for graphic porn." argument, it makes no sense and it doesn't even matter because I have minors following me on this blog. This blog is strictly SFW. This is why I made the recent "tell me about your favorites post", I needed some positivity.

TWO, Ive been very silent recently and I can shed some light on that, just barely. First off, I'm an adult, I work and am attending college, and do not have a lot of time to draw and/or participate in fandom. Second off, the behavior of certain fandom members has been concerning to a point I almost took a total leave, thankfully with the reopening of a specific cesspool, most of them have fucked off back to hell. But there is one case that was on tumblr which involved someone not respecting my boundaries, thats been hopefully settled. I shouldn't have to say this but if you think you know who's responsible for the mentioned asks or stalker-esque behavior, PLEASE dont run after them on my behalf, I'm a grown ass man and can handle myself. Don't witch hunt.

BIG thanks to the folks throwing their faves at me, I'm loving reading all the esasys yall have written about your blorbos, it makes me very happy! Apologies for the more serious post, but I want to be transparent!

[sangfielle]

i must not get mad at teenagers who make "what was your first musical" polls online. getting mad at teenagers who make "what was your first musical" polls online is the mind killer. etc