#i couldnt resist sorry LMAO

[undermostcorgi]

kind of a dilf. reblog

[muzzlemouths]

ehehehehehe Sun’s fish “rambling” is so incredibly good,, a fish that he hopes doesnt get caught on the hook and though that fish he tosses back did get caught, he let it go. I wonder what that metaphor means 🤨🤨😉

I say this like i definitively know but i really don’t lol

[ryoko-san]

[Masc! Honey / Guy animatic shitpost]

Guess who

[greywoe]

happy holidays -_-

[moonlume]

20k sales on Etsy celebration! New socks! Clearance sale! Giveaway!

THIS IS WILD...... 20k..... It is truly a number that is difficult to process!! To think that there are thousands of my little creations out there in the world, oh, what a feeling..!

Thank you so very much for the support through all these years, through the ups and downs, through both quiet times and busy times! It means the world to me!

To celebrate the occasion, I'm running a big clearance sale with many things 60-80% off, as well as hosting a little giveaway for £100 store credit! (See last picture!) If you wanna enter, just reblog this post, no need to follow me unless you want to! :3c

And once again thank you, thank you, thank you... This has been a magical journey! ✩

(Clearance sale is running on both my website and Etsy, but prices are better on my website due to Etsy's ever-increasing fees..!)

[aboutmercy]

thinking about how dongsik and joowon are the inverse of each other. thinking about joowon's journey realizing that blood is not thicker than water, ties can be severed from abusive family members (no matter how painful that is) and that among many things, his father's cruelty is what took away and destroyed dongsik's family who actually were a positive force in his life. many things about beyond evil appeal to me, but i mainly want to put a pin on the central themes of the show, particularly the failures of adults and parental figures, how that ripples through the lives of their successors in an especially vicious and self-destructive manner. this is a commonality found between multiple characters in the show (minjeong, joowon and jeongje) - but i want to put emphasis on joowon's struggle with this because his path to freedom was walked to completion, in comparison to minjeong whose life was cut short and jeongje who we part with carrying the painful knowledge that he may never achieve absolution, as his journey has only begun.

the show, technically starts at the beginning of joowon's journey/arc. unfamiliarity and discomfort force him to adapt and self-reflect, because the only way joowon was able to free himself was by breaking every rule his father set for him, going beyond his selfish confines and breaking down the walls he built. joowon is unable to get his physical body dirty, he is emotionally closed-off and is incapable of understanding why the people in manyang, particularly dongsik, would look out for anyone other than themselves. he is selfish, rigid, guilt-ridden and bashful; but it is exposure to dongsik's unwavering faith in and patience for others (for jeongje, for sangbae, for the people of manyang that have wronged him for years) that erode his harsh edges. dongsik, although not without flaws and contrary to what his outer appearance and manner of speech radiate, is kind and forgiving. that kindess, that forgiveness, as well as joowon's own guilt and shame is essential to getting him to a point where he is comfortable bloodying his hands, his clothes, and his face to protect dongsik (+ jihwa and her partner. to protect his friends).

dongsik recognizes joowon's pain too ("i know what it's like to be blamed for something you didn't do"). he sees his guilt, it's not inordinate to what joowon's done per se but a large portion of it brings so much shame to joowon ("please, stop doing unnecessary things out of guilt.") how could i have been so self-righteous when the man who bore me is responsible for so much misery? how do i rectify this, how do i absolve myself from the guilt? all dilemmas joowon grapples with, and dongsik, knowing pain and shame all too well does not grant joowon mercy when he is bowed down, forehead to cuffed hands while joowon's own are also cupping dongsik's, begging for it. mercy is letting joowon go, it's lifting the burden of responsibility off his shoulders - but instead, dongsik’s final request ensures that joowon truly atones ("i ask you to arrest me" - "no, how could i do that? i have no right") by informing him that the only way to live with guilt is to try and do right by the people who expect something from him. "joowon-ah", dongsik says as he softly picks up joowon's clenched fist, the look they share informs joowon that going through with the arrest is how he'll do dongsik right. it's what dongsik, his now friend, expects from him. that's what their final scene as partners is all about, in my opinion.

and something good does come out of dongsik's firm but tender confrontation. joowon gradually becomes a better person who seeks community and whose life, in return, is enriched by the friends that forming community gave him. dongsik and joowon's parting is bittersweet, but in letting joowon know that his actions matter to others and that he is wanted and expected by others - (jihwa, as part of the larger collective whose feelings towards joowon are influenced by dongsik's, texts him and checks in - that expectation to show up and empathy for when he does not respond is an invitation letting him know that there is a place for him if he chooses to occupy any) - dongsik sets him free.

[heyy-dont-mind-me]

You're in a "Fumbled a cute ginger man because he died" competition but your opponent is the Onceler.

You're in a "Fumbled a tall raven-haired man because I died" Competition but your opponent is Scott.

[transgenderprototype]

if you could replace rain with something else, what would it be?

[pistachions]

An incredibly underrated form of fanart is drawing you and your friends in fictional characters outfits so here's me and my best friend as Cavendish and dakota cuz we kinda look like them and could totally pull it off fr

[princekirijo]

CUUUURSE YOU BAAAYYYLE

I HEREBY VOW! YOU WILL RUE THIS DAY! BEHOLD A TRUE DRAKE WARRIOR!

AND I IGON! YOUR FEARS MADE FLESH

SOLID OF SCALE YOU MIGHT BE FOUL DRAGON... BUT I WILL RIDDLE WITH HOLES YOUR ROTTEN HIDE!

WITH A HAIL OF HARPOONS!

WITH EVERY LAST DROP OF MY BEING!

GGRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH

[rogers-attic]

stan smith and his son steve smith

[uldren-sov]

Erzsébet, Prince of Dusk

BY POPULAR DEMAND lolol Erzsy is first

It first depends on who are you are? Are you a courtier, a Prince, one who chooses to delve in politics and purple blooded curses who would meet the enigmatic Prince of Dusk, or are you one who chooses to dance along the tiles of rooftops than a waltz who would glimpse the golden eyed shadow against a night sky? Courtly intrigue on the one hand, as the 77 Princes are wont to do, and her name being an irrefutable ties with Syndicate houses which would make for a strong but infamous ally. Or the mysterious if roguish thief in leathers who may be friend and/or rival to you, a legend in flesh, if only known of in whispers --- Or perhaps you're lucky enough to see both sides to this coin.

Camy "Rosa" Rose

(As much as I love it I can't keep using that one comm of Camy, sorry Camy)

The neon lights, the dancing bodies, the pounding beat of a rock anthem all combined with the smell of smoke, sweat, and alcohol. With the silver-haired lead singers eyes on you, and you alone. Backstage and parties aren't all there is to the artist known as Rosa's life but it's one she's happy to have you be a part of. Or so it seems. Sex, drugs, and rock n' roll is the life, right? But do you only want to be a groupie for this burgeoning band, or do you want more from the fun-loving, easy-going rockstar in the making? When she sings when she finds you in the crowd, does the audience melt away to her like it does to you? Or is some long lost hurt of hers getting in the way of that? Before getting too close to Camy, you might realize why they say every Rose has its thorns. Also you might not need to defeat 7 evil exes but one evil ex named Seven

Synnaeth Ama'stacia

(some absolutely stunning art of synne as a gift ty SO MUCH AGAIN AAA)

Nearly two hundred years of perfection and poise has culminated into the elf before you; pay every mind to the silver scales along her skin, and ignore the rest if you please. Her lineage is what is important to her, the ancestry she and she alone can wield. She carries the ferocity and fierceness of frost in her facade and the weight of winter in her blood. And she is your companion on this adventure. Whether you indulge in her mithril-like hold on her power and emotions, or seek to reveal the tempest (and dragon) within is up to you! With her icy, perfect, demeanor she may not bother with such a dalliance, but perhaps there is a way to melt away the ice around her heart.

Naressa and Matyas under the cut!

Naressa

Run.

Not that it will save you. Not that it could ever save you. She is as inevitable as death and lo, it comes for you.

Or maybe not this time; for despite the darkness of her eyes and raven-like hair, she is not death, not today. Not now, at least. She is your companion and perhaps a blade to wield should her priorities align with you. Or perhaps you can see that it is not a void, but she is instead devoid of something and now seeks to fill it, to discover what it is she's lost, and through that is able to find some measure of herself -- and you.

Will death take you, or does death become you as her partner? Should you even take such a risk?

Mátyás Szervác

A sunny day and a strange hat, this traveler is only by for a short time. A traveling academic, he says he is, and for all his equipment and the book he scribbles in, it is easy to believe he is what he says. Or perhaps it is so easy because of his glittering charm?

Or that hint of a Zarkanian accent?

Zarkanian academics mean their mages: their devil-loving destroyers, who use the very magic of hell to warp reality into the blood-cursed Princes cruel design. But nothing about the man belies such an origin. Perhaps he is what he says, and perhaps -- while he is in town -- you can share nights and stories in equal measure. Or perhaps you can glimpse at the weariness, the loneliness of this hermit;

or how he is working on something far greater and far more deadly than any of his countrymen and their magic could dream of.

[veveisveryuncool]

sorry if the link didn't work haha! you can see gwen here! :)

sir gwynn in all her glory h my god she is so cool

[imaginepostingonmain]

[cobrakiin]

for every rad snake skin object, an antisocial dragon elf man has his scales stolen,,,,, please rethink your wardrobe today,,,,,, together we CAN end snekboi abuse,,,,✌️😞

@baku-usagi

[dandunn]

Oohh these prompt writings are so fun to read, how about this for a prompt... de-aged Lupin and the gang (with/without Zenigata)

I was going to skip this ask honestly because I thought it wasn't my kind of thing but I did it and ended up being surprised. Uh. Also this is only part 1. Enjoy???

Lupin is losing his shit. As in 'holding in his sides trying not to die' laughing. It's the funniest thing he's ever seen.

"CAN IT SHIT FOR BRAINS! IT'S NOT FUNNY!" Jigen bellows, the insult would be as intimidating as the throaty roar of a lion in any normal situation. But this isn't a normal situation. It comes out as the high-pitched squeak of a kitten.

Because Jigen is six years old. And adorable!

Jigen's protests only cause a fresh lunatic howl of laughter to burst out of Lupin. He wipes tears off of his face, dabbing his cheeks with the sleeve of his pink jacket. Little Jigen stamps his foot and pouts. His hat is too big for his head now and keeps sliding off.

"Oh I'm gonna die!" Lupin says breathlessly, "Where's Goemon? Did he get hit too?"

From out behind the hefty piece of machinery comes the most shell-shocked little boy Lupin has ever seen, his robes wrapped around himself like a blanket and his now far too big sword dragging behind him.

"Ohh." Lupin coos, his eyes filling with tears again. 

"Cease." Baby Goemon murmurs, his chubby cheeks turning red. "Do not say what I think you are going to say."

Lupin can't help himself. His face twists up in an effort to hold his squeal back, but it's too late, "You're so…. Cuuuuuute!"

Goemon attempts to draw his sword, but his arms aren't long enough and it catches halfway in its sheath. His feet get tangled in his robes and he falls on his ass.

Both of his partners turned children stare up at him.

Why'd it have to be me that gets stuck as the only adult here? Lupin thinks, I'm not exactly a role model!

"This is gonna be a problem if we get attacked." Lupin says, scratching the back of his neck, "Unless the guys who made this machine have a weakness for being kicked in the shins."

"Lupin when I get back to normal I am going to kill you!" Little Jigen meows again, struggling to pick up his combat magnum with his tiny hands. "How do we change back?! The controls on the machine-?"

"Do you really want me to go messing around with unknown technology, what if I press the wrong button and you both end up eighty years old?"

"Point."

Unfortunately for Jigen and Goemon someone else makes the decision for them.

They start being shot at.

"No time to figure it out, off we go!" Lupin cries as he scoops up both of his partners and bolts. Jigen tries to cover Lupin's back as he dangles under one of his arms, the knockback so severe with his underdeveloped muscles that the entire gun almost flies back and knocks him upside the head. 

This isn't good. 

They barely get out of the laboratories in one piece, and Lupin's arms are not built for carrying two deadly little children at once. He's wheezing and has had to dodge more than a couple of bullets by the time they escape.

Back at the hideout, Lupin drops the two kids before heading out to buy them some clothes (making them promise not to use the stove or stick forks in electrical sockets until he gets back. Jigen throws an ashtray at him but it falls short).

Once they aren't drowning in their adult clothes anymore they all sit down to take stock. 

Unfortunately tailored suits and kimono robes for six year olds aren't easy to find, so Jigen gets a shirt with a dinosaur wearing a cowboy hat and Goemon gets Kamen Rider.

Lupin couldn't find a miniature borsalino either, so Jigen gets to keep his ludicrously oversized hat. The sight of it keeps making Lupin snicker so much he can barely stand to look at his poor gunman.

"So, what happened, what was it like?" Lupin says, enjoying this a bit too much despite how grumpy his partners are.

"You mean what it was like going through puberty in reverse? Not fun!" Jigen says, the couch practically swallowing him up. He reaches for a cigarette out of habit but Lupin stops him.

"I may be a lot of things but I'm not someone who allows a baby to smoke."

"Fuck you."

"That machine." Goemon says slowly, "we were lured into the room with it on purpose, this was done to us to take away our strength."

"Makes sense. Everyone knows how awesome and unstoppable we are." Lupin preens, "They probably think I'm helpless without you two."

"It is true." Goemon snipes. 

Jigen folds his tiny arms, grumpily staring at the cigarette box in Lupin's hands like a regular kid would look at a box of candy. "So we break back into the facility and threaten them into changing us back!"

"What's your rush, Jigen?" Lupin muses.

"What do you mean 'what's your rush?' Of course we want to get back to normal!"

"You just want to smoke." Goemon clips, and Jigen looks like he's considering getting in a baby fist fight with him.

"I'm thinking practically! What if we end up stuck like this?! What if we have to grow up all over again; voice cracking, high school - zits!"

Lupin shrugs, waving a hand, "Something something a chance to relive your youth?"

"Why on earth would we want to do that?" Goemon deadpans. "I wish to be restored to my true age as soon as humanly possible."

Lupin tries not to start giggling again, hearing Goemon's darkly formal serious voice coming out of such a cute little package. He gets a hold of himself. "Look, when we broke into the facility I had help from both of you and now I have to think of a plan to get us back in without Jigen's shooting or Zantetsuken. Just… make the best of it you can until I do that. Did either of you even have childhoods?"

The two boys turn to look at each other, Jigen lifting up his hat to shoot Goemon a quirky look from underneath his bangs. 

"My point exactly." Lupin stands up to go back to the drawing board. "Play with some blocks, take a nap or something. Don't pee your pants. I'll be as fast as I can."

Before he goes to shut himself in his room with his planning desk, he remembers something. He turns back quickly to grab Jigen's cigarettes and puts them on top of the highest wardrobe in the room. "And no smoking!"

If Lupin had a dollar for every time a six year old had flipped him off he would have about two dollars. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.