#i was like thank i guess 😭

[pupkashi]

hello friends ! i hope you’re all well and staying healthy and warm <3

just wanted to let you all know i will be inactive for a while, sadly I’m putting my baby doggy to sleep tomorrow. i hope you all understand and I’ll be back when I’m feeling a bit better, if you wanna stay in contact just dm me and I’ll give you my Instagram :]

thank y’all for understanding, see you guys later <3

(here are my favorite pictures of him, my son ace ! he’s 13 :3, most of when he was a lot healthier and younger)

[egophiliac]

(almost) four years in, and I finally had time to draw something for the anniversary! woo! 🎉🎉🎉

[rongzhi]

When my sister goes to Walmart by herself and I don’t answer her immediately bc I am cutting potatoes ….. She is completely cartoon brained too so I know this is exactly what she was doing in her mind’s eye. standing there in front of the fridge.

[brutalitybunny]

I love the fan theory that Datz was the one to name Apollo — that neither he or Dhurke knew what Jove’s baby’s name had been so Dhurke left it up to Datz to do so, and Datz named him after his favourite food — Apple. To say that Apollo’s real name is Apple Justice, and Apollo was an Anglicisation/mispronounciation from how Little Apple said it on eventually moving to Japanifornia. Fitting with Datz only calling him AJ, plus it is exactly the kind of thing one could see him doing.

ITS SUCHHHHH A CUTE HEADCANON LOL the image of like, 5-6 yr old apollo insisting to a visiting rebel that his name is APPLE JUSTICE !! and they look at dhurke like, sorry what, assuming his baby mouth isn't good at saying whatever his name is. and he just shrugs. like you heard the kid. his name is apple justice.

and imagining thalassa who finds out abt all this she's like ... well thank you for taking care of my son but why is. Why did you name him that ..,

[rexscanonwife]

I am nothing if I don't follow the whims of my heart wherever they may lead!!! Lazytown self insert!! 😳💖💖

She lives in Lazytown and I'm debating whether to make her Stephanie's cousin or just another citizen, but either way the particular reason she isn't as active as she could be is she's scared of EVERYTHING. Yes, I've thrust upon her my issues with anxiety (inspired partly by the recent wave I've been experiencing over the past few days 😅) she's scared of cars, birds, germs, certain types of bugs, and it leads to her feeling safer at home.

The lessons she learns with Sportacus and the others are to teach that even though the world can be scary, you can overcome it and get out there and experience all the good in it! 🥺💖

Taglist♡: @me-myself-and-my-fos @tiny-cloud-of-flowers @sunstar-of-the-north @dearly-beeloved @adoredbyalatus @changeling-selfship @crushes-georg @miutonium @cherry-bomb-ships @rosieaurora @rejaytionships @sunflawyer @in-true-blue-love @tropicalgothships @little-miss-selfships @cupiidzbow (as always pls let me know if you need to be added or removed!)

[vse-kar-vem]

everybody's waiting at the ball 👁️🪩💡🌟🕯️

[catocappuccino]

U zee being cool and allat... like she always is

+ two random doodles

[triglycercule]

"killer. what is this supposed to be?"

"oh, i commissioned one of my fans to draw art of us! isn't it totally cute??"

"well, it's definitely... something."

"... no, it's cute. but how'd you pay for it? last i heard, your balance was..."

"..."

💜/💙/❤️

[starrysharks]

STICKERz

[wisteriagoesvroom]

HI LOVE!!!💖💖💖

pathetic + carcar <3

Oscar sits. The bed is firm beneath his palms. Carlos is on his knees.

The other man’s mouth is parted, gently pliant in a way he never is anywhere else. He's usually this way, crawling to Oscar in his need. Demanding with his touch, on edge after a race, after one of their racing incidents.

If Oscar were unkind, he might think Carlos, still bereft of a seat for '25, was starting to cause on track run-ins with him deliberately. For what reason, Oscar doesn't know, and Oscar doesn't wish to entertain that train of thought because it was a nonstop bullet to nowhere good.

Unfortunately though, he has always enjoyed driving on the limit.

"Is this how you like it? How you need me?” Carlos says, acrid with disgust. With Oscar, with this, with himself — who’s to say.

“I don’t need anything from you.” Oscar replies.

Carlos’s laugh is hollow. “That is a lie. I think you find a strange happiness in leaving me unsatisfied."

Oscar doesn't respond. Just peers at Carlos with his most neutral expression, mind turning. Piecing together the puppet that is Carlos. Heart too big. Talent overshadowed by others. The obvious and barely concealed inferiority issues that might as well leave the man bleeding openly on the side of the track.

Alpine 2022 means Oscar has had too close a brush to irrelevance, and he knows a little something about being unwanted. He has broken his ribs. Understands plenty about silent injury. How to push through pain. It's just the way it is, kid. Mark had said once. Luck of the draw. The words ring in his ears, in the silence.

Perhaps they have more in common than he wants to believe. Perhaps this is why he and Carlos compel each other.

"You are so quiet. I don't know who are you are fooling with your act." Carlos says, under his breath, perhaps more to himself than to anyone else. Trying to bait Oscar, twisting the nail with hope that it hurts.

Carlos clambers up from the floor, bringing himself eye to eye with oscar. "If they only knew what you are like in here, the way you beg me to let you come, the way you look when I–"

Oscar finds himself bored of this. The excessive verbiage, the posturing, when they could just call this what it is. A bad habit. A need.

Besides, Carlos’s arousal is evident the strain of his boxers, the deep maw of his eyes.

So Oscar peers steadily up at Carlos, and spits into his open mouth.

Carlos looks as if he's been slapped. There's a flash of danger in his expression.

Oscar counts upwards. The room is so silent that Oscar thinks there’s an element of truth to that saying about a pin being dropped. Oppenheimer could rise from the dead and remake his bomb, and neither man would probably move.

Then Carlos lunges at Oscar. Kisses him, shoves Oscar so hard back onto the bed that Oscar can barely breathe.

If it's destruction that Carlos wants, then Oscar can be charitable, just this once. He lets Carlos take what he needs, lets Carlos push and push with his tongue and his hands and his body. Lets Carlos take from him until Oscar's own mouth swells with the ache of it. And still, Oscar does not cede, and never does.

Carlos gasps when he breaks the kiss. It’s the surprising noise of concession, of defeat. But Oscar lets Carlos cage him in, hands at the side of his head, and he lies perfectly still. He doesn’t feel the need to posture all the time, to prove his power.

"Are you done?" Oscar says.

Carlos hovers, muscles tensed with anticipation, waiting for the gunshot. The next move from Oscar to push them over the edge, or end it all.

You're pathetic, Oscar thinks.

But watching Carlos spiral, watching him fall apart in the face of Oscar's glacial indifference - Oscar wonders if he is the pathetic one too.

As the person who keeps the door open for a kicked dog.

Who unfolds his hand, and lets him stay.

[screwpinecaprice]

She's on a hospital bed, amnesiac after an accident and she's having a crush on this man who is apparently her husband.

@dragonuva's part on an art trade with them from last year! 🥰 It's based on the first chapter of Chiptune by Newlense.

Guys. This fanfic is my favorite FAVORITE connverse fic and I love it so much I don't care if the last update was in 2020 nor if it's never going to be continued. It's so tender and the angst whalloped my guts in the right places. 😭💕

[popsicle-stick]

Mina and Jack would love the radio, which was very soon widely ditributed after the events of 1897

so this led me down a rabbit hole on the history of radio and it turns out the first commercial radios became a thing around 1920! at which point they'd all be in their 50s, which is NOT too old to be Down With The Kids

[skibasyndrome]

.

[ruporas]

Hello hello! I read your tidbits for plant ww au and if you don't mind me asking, how come ww is no longer able to verbally communicate? Did dying and reviving take away some of his physical capabilities? Or is that simply a consequence of becoming half plant? 🤔 ww being alive is all that matters but I'm so curious!

hello!! at the time, i think i made it that way because of him becoming half plant-ish? admittedly, i didn’t give the logistics too much thought but he doesn’t make a lot of sounds and doesn’t speak, like dependent plants. it Probably means that something physically has been affected, but i haven’t researched enough into what i want that to be :’] i also think since he woke up again, he hasn’t felt the particular urge to communicate verbally/found viable enough solutions to make do. he isn’t able to communicate with plants either in the shared consciousness way.

if i go deeper into this au, i might change more things around… i’ve already started adjusting what capabilities he should have as being a revived guy from a little less than half of vash’s power + love. ashamed to say i haven’t given too much thought into plants hcs and full capabilities either!! i always forget what they’re capable of in canon ;;

anyway, i hope that answers it!! and here’s some doodles i drew while thinking of how to answer this question!

a small comic - he has plenty of little feathers so i went and made use of them

[joltning]

*skitters into your asks box like a rat*

Pritty please can I have sumore Biff and Grif stuff 🥺

*skitters away*

my bad for the late reply im swamped with homework >_>

[sproutoast]

happy birthday to meeeeee

i am now a year older :DD

heres a lil thing for all the cool ppl that i call my friends‼️

@bluishlittlefishies

@silent-cosmic

@polypyx

@ch0cocrave

@my-beehive

@akalikestodraw

@rattykatt

@panvnsleake

@sodacansilly

@/artistcup (I KNOW ITS AN OLD OC U PROBABLY DONT USE ANYMORE BUT ITS THE ONLY ONE I COULD FIND SORRY)

@/eviongel / jurizi / sariender / whatever name tgey go by now

u guys r so awesome and id prolly be a lonely dumpster fire without u i love u all (/p) even if we rarely talk and im so glad i met u guys<3333

((MORE UNNECESSARY YAPPING IN TAGS😋😋))