#it was the inspo of the time lmfao

[coffee-in-that-nebula]

My trek-themed valentine cards

[ghostlycod]

any of yall ever had an antagonistically flirtatious thing with a coworker before? because that’s the only dynamic I can imagine for Soap and officeassistant!reader

you see each other every day and he’s the bane of your existence. he gives you the ick, from his stupid hair to his stupid mouth to the stupid way he stands so tall above you. like he’s just one of those guys that just knows how handsome he is and he’s expecting you to fall at his feet like all the rest of them. utterly repulsive. and the way he torments you, it’s like he knows how much you hate him and he’s doing it on purpose just to get a rise out of you. he started this whole thing, really. you would’ve been happy to be a quiet hater, but he just had to instigate.

now every day is like a new exercise in how much of a bitch you can be to him, and you relish in it. it’s absolutely fucking delightful, like an outlet for all the anger you’ve been holding onto all of your life. he didn’t know there were so many different ways to be called an idiot, but you find a new creative way to do it nearly every day. why is he so obsessed with annoying you? maybe it’s enriching for his simple mind. if you ask him directly, he’ll say it’s because you’re like an annoying little sister. then he’ll try to grab you and lick your face, sending you running away gagging. he annoys you to no end. every opportunity that opens up to punch or slap him, you take. every opportunity to gross you out and make you make that scrunchy face, he takes. you two are a match made in hell. you even hate it even when he makes you laugh, because fuck him for being funny when you’re trying to be annoyed.

despite all of this, the synergy between you two when working together is unmatched. shit just gets done when you two are on the same team, even if you spend the entire time quipping back and forth, biting at each other. but when you both crack down and focus, it’s like you don’t even need words to communicate. you can read the other’s thoughts and know exactly where you’re needed, bouncing off of one another effortlessly.

people start to point out how as much as you say you hate each other, you two have become glued at the hip. constantly working together. talking to each other by the water cooler. eating lunch together, laughing and arguing interchangeably. someone suggests you two should start dating, another says he thought you two already had a thing going on. you both scoff.

“if I dated her, I’d ruin her life”

“yeah well if I was dating you, I’d ruin your self esteem”

“cunt”

“dickhead”

and then he’s trying to grab your sandwich from you and you twist his arm until he yelps

[swordmaid]

anyway shri’iia’s epilogue outfit which is a mix of 1900s male stage costumes and also that one camp outfit mod. look at the ring hehe 🤭

[linkneol091]

JOSUKE MY GUY

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: mention of previous abuse, dad Dabi, mom reader, mention of childbirth, angst

new dad touya that doesn’t know how to deal with his son. he’s growing too fast and his smiles are so big, but he’s still not sure how to just be with him.

touya isn’t abusive in the slightest, not like his shit for brains dad. he can acknowledge, after you’ve drilled it into his head on cold nights where you had to hold his quivering cheeks in your hand, that he’s better. that he’s trying. that he’s a great dad.

he doesn’t really believe it. it’s hard to believe that he’s a great dad when his son, still covered in that fresh newborn smell, stares up at him with matching azure blue eyes, the little shit, and he finds it hard to smile back. it’d be easier to smile back if he could guarantee a life with no trauma, with the perfect pair of parents, that he’d love him as much as his tiny little face deserved.

touya can still hear the labor and delivery nurse tell him that he must’ve gotten on your nerves for the baby to look so much like him, and that they’ve never seen a baby that fresh out the womb smile so big at their dad. he hands the little bundle back to you, and glares at the nurse who hands him a tissue. he takes it anyway.

touya loves his son. so goddamn much that it hurts, but, he doesn’t know how to be a dad. and he knows that you don’t know how to be a mom either, that it’s a learning process for the both of you. but he’s so scared—he’s terrified that he’ll fuck up this innocent brat with his ruin. with his scars and history and the want to better but never knowing how to just be.

so he leaves. it’s the day after your sons first birthday that you celebrated together in your home.

you thought everything was okay, that he was starting to get the hang of being a dad. he did everything right, why couldn’t he stay? he sat on the floor with your son and changed his diaper and made him giggle those addicting baby giggles? he carried your son everywhere whenever he cried after being sat down without a single complaint? he helped him open his birthday presents? he didn’t smash the cake in his face, only swiped a little icing on his sons nose to hear that addicting baby giggle? he held your son like he could never let him go?

how could he just go like this? you thought he was finally learning and accepting how to be a dad? what happened?

[ask-the-sagents]

how does it feel to be the strongest four?

M!A Olivia can't change her ink color! (2/6)

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[holocene-sims]

for better or for worse, i've been bitten by the fallout 76 bug 🫡

[snakerdoodlle]

Red Queen x Star Wars AU

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Welcome to Cat mashing together two of his hyperfixations in an attempt to get the slightest bit of motivation 🫰 thus, Dark Side Maven with a red lightsaber is born

You can interpret this AU however you want, I have no idea what I’d do with a plot line or whatever (as of rn) I just wanna draw people with glowing laser swords lmao

[artroc-ity]

For research purposes what time period do you take the most inspiration from for the trolls noire au?

I based it mostly on 1940's America!

Some media that I've used for inspiration range from noir/neo-noir movies like The Blue Dahlia (1946) and The Detective (1968) as well as games like L.A. Noire of course

(though i am, terrible at playing it BAHAHA)

[guhamun]

[I wish I could apologize for my N.euvillete brainrot, but alas, I cannot. 😔]

[shadovvheart]

I can't decide whether the quality and scale of bg3 helps with managing my expectations for da4 or makes it worse 🤔

Like it's safe to assume da4 won't come anywhere near to bg3, which is a shame, but I'm also alright with that. It would be delusional to expect da4 to be a great game at this point, considering, but does it have to be? Nah. My optimistic hope is that it's better than dai. The bar is at dai's level. And if it's really disappointing, well, I'll still have bg3.

[vuulpecula]

✖ @americanzealot​ inquired: "i'm not above violence."

✖ preacher’s daughter ( 2022 ), ethel cain sentence meme | heck yeah accepting

      The humming stopped. Some long forgotten church hymn. She never payed attention hard enough to remember the words. The music was prettier by itself anyway. Aside from that, Fox made no motion that she had heard him or that she cared for what he said. Her hands kept kneading the dough beneath them over and over again until it was coated with flour and herbs. Anything to make it taste less like ash and more like being alive.

      It was only after she had placed the ball of dough back into a bowl and covered it with a faded dishcloth--someone had embroidered flowers in the corner once, but the threads were cut and sticking out as if they grew from the fabric in the flower’s place--that she answered him. “You aren’t the only one.” Her back to him, she began cleaning her workspace, pushing all the dishes into the sink. She saved what flour she could, though there wasn’t much left. There wasn’t much of anything left there anymore.

        “All the violence in the world won’t save you from this place. No one ever leaves. Anyone who tries ends up right back where they started--though they usually aren’t breathing anymore when they do.”

[fakeosirian]

what the hell was going on between fabian and eddie in the crypt that one time. like. that was. that was a scene

[peapod20001]

Haha someone points out the diversity of silhouettes on my ocs and I’m like, “lol the whats”

[haysaprocky]

my glasses aren’t even real btw. i just wear them when i want to feel smarter

[foxmulderautism]

begging for the sweet release of sleep after a long day only to have a trauma dream is like OMGGGGG leave me alone weird bitch…..like don’t piss me off