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hyacinthsdiamonds · 4 months
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I'm not mad at Red Bull for Max's sake, I'm not mad at Red Bull for even my own sake, I'm mad at Red Bull for known Max stan Nicholas Galitzine's sake.
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pteropods · 1 year
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I am actually so serious I think it really messes with a childs creativity and joy to tell them to never make a mary sue OC. Like that unbridaled form of joy where you make a self insert OC who super cool and everyone loves them and they have every superpower in the world SHOULD be something a kid makes, it nourishes their ability to create things for fun and not be stifled by "oh but what if my character is too overpowered and cringey...". whatever
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shushmal · 3 months
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okay but a like post-series fic i want that's like: steve harrington being the only man left in hawkins fighting monsters
and not like a 'everyone died, last man standing' way but just. they beat it back, the story ends, nice little tie-up and neatly concluded, eleven loses her powers because their world is completely cut from the other. and life goes on. eddie (yes, eddie lives au don't fight me) goes off with his band, robin-nancy-jargyle off to separate cities for college. the kids go to high school, graduate high school, and scatter across the country. joyce and hop buy a beach house far-far-far away from goddamn hawkins indiana.
steve though. steve stays. he does it too without comment, takes all their calls telling him all these amazing things. the years pass. the calls are fewer and far between. he's mostly in contact with only dustin and robin. except robin's out of country doing some crazy temp job in some remote country, she never catches him at home right now so just leaves him messages. and it takes a couple of weeks for dustin to realize he hasn't gotten steve on the phone.
frantically he calls around "have you heard from steve???" except the most people talk to steve anymore is like phone calls during holidays and holy shit what could have happened??
and what if it's back?
cue everyone who can in that moment, rushing back. eddie hopping on a flight from fucking london direct to indianapolis somehow, heart in his throat. he manages to meet hopper in the airport and they pick up max and dustin at the bus station.
they get to hawkins that is even more different that what they left. a smaller town, a town that shuts down completely when the sun sets. it's creepy and deserted.
except for the fucking upside down monsters of course.
and they're in their stupid little rental in front of this demogorgon and they're screaming but then the thing just goes splat on the concrete and steve fucking harrington is blinking owlishly at them.
"Oh, hey guys!" he calls jogging up to the driver's side window. "Wow, what brought you back down this way? You should have told me, I would have told you about the curfew!"
turns out steve just forgot to pay his phone bill that month, didn't even realize he was missing calls and he's been fighting monsters the entire time because actually they WEREN'T cut off from the upside down at all and he's just been casually fighting monsters for the remaining hawkins residence—the whole town knows now and steve's the guy you call when you have a monster problem
sidebar: WAYNE still lives in hawkins, and he and steve are best friends, eddie munson you are gonna LOSE YOUR MIND
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qiinamii · 1 year
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old men's little guys
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hinamie · 22 days
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idk about yall but life is good again
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andorerso · 2 months
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Rogue One as a Netflix series: what if the team survived Scarif? (in/sp; template)
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gatoburr0 · 30 days
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Smollusk in the fuzzy au is real guys he’s Marina’s adopted son.
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They look so happy together I really hope nothing bad happens to smollusk
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so i'm trying to come to terms with starship iris ending, y'know, as one does when there's a project that you auditioned for on a whim as a total amateur, eight years and a lifetime ago, that is finally coming to a close, and i am really truly trying not to get sappy about it. but.
in another universe, there is no ishani kanetkar. she was born with this show, for this show, and it's still a little unbelievable to me that there are people i've never met who know who she is. it's even wilder that there are people i HAVE met who want her, this person who has never been fully real but has always still been me, to help them tell their own stories.
i recorded the pilot episode on my wired earbuds' built-in microphone, in a bedroom in my grandparents' home in mumbai. those grandparents are gone; that house of my memory too. but every time i come back to this show, i remember sitting on the bed of the small room that once belonged to my great-aunt, trying and failing to find a scrap of quiet so that kay grisham could tell violet liu it would all be okay.
so maybe some of the things i'm feeling are for the end of a story, but i think some of them are also for the ishani who started telling it, who can't go back. some of them are for ishani kanetkar, this ephemeral self and not-self, whose own time is one day going to be over. and some of them are just for me, now, who looks forward to a future with other projects and other people but not this project, with these people, and is sad to say goodbye. i hope i can do my part to give it a truly phenomenal send-off.
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ndntighnari · 7 months
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I'm stressing right now that this blog is a safe place for transfem people of any gender alignment. Any point of binary or nonbinary transfemininity is a treasure and I want to stress you are loved, you have a safe place on this blog, and most importantly that you are absolutely worth fighting for. With everything happening right now, I want to just make sure all my transfem friends and followers know that they are not in this fight on their own.
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98chao · 2 months
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me: im gonna take a break from drawing today!
also me: DRAW THESE BITCHES AS PONIES
ive literally never drawn mlp art a day in my life. What is wrong with me
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garlculean · 10 months
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𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 twist // designs for the mushroom citizens of the mushroom kingdom. Toadette, Toad, and Toadsworth.
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yourocdoeswhat · 4 months
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If your OC is somewhat based on you, what is it you have in common with them? What inspired you to give them these similar traits?
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cyath · 9 months
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Never drawing this bitch ass or his complicated clothes EVER AGAIN
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adimouze · 2 months
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The sheer audacity of walking out with a man’s teammate looking like you fucked his brains out and stole the team and then asking if he got a bottle of your wine that you’re giving out for some reason all while your teammate leaves him in the dust
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six-eyed-samurai · 4 months
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Not spoilers for a potential part two of this, but I'm just saying~~~
Imagine being an unsuspecting Tanjiro going after Giyuu to convince him that's he's worthy of being a Hashira, help out with the training, et cetera only to arrive at the Water Estate and see Giyuu sitting outside by the fence with the most kicked puppy expression and a small red bump on his head.
"...Tomioka-san, why are you out here?"
"(y/n) whacked me with her frying pan and told me not to come back in until I apologized for apparently acting like a jerk at the meeting...I don't get what I did wrong."
Then Tanjiro being Tanjiro gives Giyuu the canon pep talk and when Giyuu confidently walks back into his house to see you and your son, you reluctantly (lies, you could never reject him, not when he looked that cute and hopeful) accept his apology and he happily takes his kid to coo and blow raspberries at, much to a delighted Tanjiro's wonder at seeing his idol be so open.
"By the way, Yuu-kun, do you know who sat on my flowers? I've been trying to grow them by the fence and when I went to go check on them they were absolutely flattened," you remarked crossly, stirring the contents of the pot waaay too aggressively, proceeding to bang down a pan before noticing a certain mess and gasping.
"When I find out who they are - ooh, no, nope, don't drool on daddy, baby." The Water Pillar had never been so happy about liquid...even if it was the saliva dribbling from his son's mouth (hey, it saved him from having to come up with something to his empty threat).
Giyuu pretended to be just as invested in attending to your giggling child and Tanjiro wisely decided not to say anything.
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hinamie · 3 months
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i mean he's got all the outfits now might as well show them off
bonus:
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jjk atla!au with @philosophiums
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