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ranas-twisted-wonderland · 8 months ago
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for @twisted-tech ‘s mermay thingy!!!
this is the fish
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vivlily · 1 year ago
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Shhhhh~ Keep it a secret.
She's approximately three times as jolly.
thats a lot
Edit: almost forgot the most important part
Happy holidays!
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ashgunnywolf · 1 year ago
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Color palette challenge using @dantethecircusrat 's palettes day three: "Niagara"
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ponds-of-ink · 2 years ago
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Notre Dame AU Chapter 7: “The Hunt”
AKA The Chapter I’ve Been Waiting For, Honestly
Fingers crossed that I nail the song I’m using as reference while adding in my own spins. Buckle up regardless. This is gonna get bumpy.
All four Glamrocks shuffled into the front of the ever-growing crowd of tired, disgruntled employees. Only Freddy stood straight and somber as his three friends struggled with their injuries. An eye-mask- toting Roxanne Wolf had to be led by a beak-bandaged Chica. Monty the Gator leaned on a nearby employee for support, as the mere sight of the bear caused his legs to lose their strength out of restrained rage. All in all, they were the ones that suffered the most physically. Freddy, on the other hand, had pains of his own. Pains that increased as Vanessa entered the courtyard via a side rode.
Vanessa herself, meanwhile, ignored the growing murmur of the crowd as she plodded up the stairs. She exhaled deeply as she approached the doors. With a clenched fist, she wordlessly knocked on the gate three times.
Judge Glitch wearily pushed open the door. His usual clothes and robe were now replaced with some more weathered attire and a tattered cloak. “Good morning, Vanessa,” he yawned, stretching out his arm. “I take it everyone is ready?”
“Yes, Your Honor,” Vanessa answered uneasily, stepping aside to let the rabbit through. “But–and forgive me if this is out of turn– you don’t look like you are.”
Glitch scoffed tiredly as he walked past his knight. “I had a little trouble with both the fireplace and my wardrobe this morning,” he reasoned with a half-grin. “However, as our duty here is more important, I trust anyone’s ‘slacking’ attire can be forgiven.”
”Of course, sir,” Vanessa replied, joining her master’s side. “Freddy, will you do the ‘honors’?”
Freddy solemnly advanced towards the pair. He opened his chest cavity and pulled out a scroll of paper. After unraveling it, he flatly read the following for all to hear:
“By the ‘Royal’ edict of Fazbear Entertainment’s assigned management, the boy known as Gregory is hereby given a warrant of arrest. He is charged with multiple counts of property and robotic damage, hijacking valuable technology, defying Sanctuary orders, as well as–“
His eyelids raised at the last charge. His mouth slacked as he read the phrase again. He looked over at Glitch, who simply motioned him to keep going.
“At least four or five speculative accounts of assisting ‘disappearances’ prior to this visit,” he resumed, a sharp undertone entering his voice as murmurs started behind him. “Anyone who is found helping him past the reading of this decree will be charged as well.”
“Thank you, Fredrick,” Glitch replied calmly. “Now that we have established why we’re chasing a young child down at this early hour of the morning, I have only this to say.” After clearing of his throat, he snatched the nearest torch and lit it aflame. “Hunt him down!” he bellowed out, jolting energy into the more sleep-deprived members of the mob. “Don’t let him flee into the outside world! Let your torches be your guide and your companions your shield. Go! Quickly!”
One by one, the Glamrocks charged back into the town square. Pure rage fueled three of them, giving them enough strength to carry out their orders. Meanwhile, the human employees spread out as soon as they reached the outskirts. Some stayed in the forest of molded trees. Others ventured out into rest of the mall, letting their watches be an extra set of eyes and ears when their torches failed them. Especially Vanessa, who now donned the Vanny mask as she led her small band of fellow knights.
Glitch watched until every last one had vanished from view. Then he opened the castle doors. His non-torch wielding hand motioned a pair of violet lights to leave the main hall. As the rabbit-like mass of metal and gunk emerged, the judge smiled vaguely. “Have no fear, my boy,” he assured, locking eyes with the robot. “We will find him– And capture him. After all, as the cathedral itself might say, impius non erit impunitus.”
Violet rings surrounded the judge’s eyes, forcing the robot to slump into a trance. Thankfully, however, the rings slowly faded as the judge descended the steps. The rabbit in power continued to walk straight into the town square, but his ear moved as metallic footfall swerved to the right. His grin darkened. If all else failed, then perhaps “Burntrap” would serve as a last-minute resort..
All throughout the mall, the knights of the kingdom yelled out to their fellow employees. Vanessa especially made sure that she was heard, even offering extreme rewards. “Twenty dollars will be added to your paycheck if you can tell us where Gregory is!” she called out to those preparing to open Bonnie Bowl. “We’ll double it if you take us to him!”
An exchange of glances occurred between the two employees. With a sealing shrug and a casual expression of “a raise is a raise”, one of them ran up to Vanessa. “Pretty sure I saw one of the newer girls ushering him to Roxy Raceway half an hour ago,” he explained, eyeing some of the knights quickly gathering beside her. “I caught her saying something about letting him race the track on the track for free while she checks on an old elevator. Don’t know why he needs to go down that rickety thing, but–“
“Thank you for your service,” Vanessa cut in quickly, turning on her watch’s microphone. “I finally have a lead. Gregory should be at the bottom half of Roxy’s Raceway, if he hasn’t boarded that one elevator by now. Meet me at the front entrance.”
Another half-hour later, every recruited employee and robot swarmed the glass doors of Roxy Raceway. Judge Glitch and Vanessa barred the antsy mob, reminding them to hold back until they had answers. A young woman in a red racing outfit soon exited the attraction’s main lobby. “What’s going on out here?” she asked in a puzzled, but collected tone.
“We’re looking for this kid named Gregory,” Roxanne herself explained, cautiously approaching the front of the line.
“Gregory?” the woman laughed with a sassy glee. “I’ve never heard of a kid with that kind of name! Sounds like you’re looking for a grown man!”
Glitch neared the woman with a steely glare. “If you want this crumbling place to remain standing, then I suggest you give us the boy,” he insisted, snapping his fingers at Roxanne as a way to silence any protests.
The woman looked at Roxanne, then at the judge. “I’m telling you I know nothing about this Gregpry,” she said firmly, her confident smile growing even stronger. “Now, be a dear and leave Roxy out of this, all right? Poor girl’s suffered enough.”
“Very well,” Glitch responded promptly, motioning towards Chica. As the two left the murmuring crowd, the rabbit rejoined Vanessa’s side. Once he was sure of the two being far enough away, he cleared his throat yet again. “We’ll set fire to it,” he concluded snidely, much to the remaining onlookers’ quiet dismay. Then, looking to the masked knight, he gave two dreaded words: “Burn it”.
Vanessa stared at the torch in her hand. Her fingers twitched as voices of the recent past floated into her mind. All the screams she endured. All the pleas she was forced to ignore as she carried out a different set of instructions.
“Are you disobeying a direct order?” Glitch asked sharply, his ears perking up at this bizarre change of character.
But Vanessa was too transfixed to listen. A new emotion welled up within her. A sense of urgency. A looming sense of this being the moment where she had to make a choice.
Glitch scowled in fury. “That boy’s done something to you too, hasn’t he?” he inquired further, shaking her by the shoulders. “Let me remind you that you will be throwing away a promising career.” Much to his dismay, this was only met with his best knight dazedly wandering away from him. “Captain!” he called out with a greater undertone of uneasiness, reaching out with his arm as if trying to pull her back with invisible puppet strings. “Carry out the order!”
Vanessa turned her head to the judge. Without even letting her mask blink, she approached the nearest source of water and snuffed out her torch.
Glitch gripped his ears and tugged them down. He spit out some sort of fury-charged claims before storming to Vanessa. “You’re relieved of your patrols!” he snarled, unsheathing Vanessa’s sword and readying it in his hand.
“Consider it my highest honor,” Vanessa answered calmly, removing her costume head and resting it on one of her hips. She then turned away and began to walk away from the raceway.
However, she did not get very far. With a butchering of some Latin plea as his only warning, Glitch struck her with her own sword. She clutched her shoulder blade and fumbled to the ground. Her vision began to blur as a vague string of orders filtered out of her hearing. The only clear thing that kept her body from falling into a dark abyss was Gregory’s voice yelling out “No!” a short distance away from the action.
“There he is!” Glitch exclaimed, rushing past the crawling ex-knight. “Freddy already has him! Take no precautions and follow them both!”
While Vanessa struggled to press on, the employees haggardly resumed their chase— Save the one armored guard that lingered behind just to set Roxy’s Raceway on fire. All of them soon followed after the boy and his bear as they fled back to Fazbear’s Kingdom. Glitch rallied them to the best of his ability, but his motives now started to raise suspicion among the ranks.
At the castle, Monty, Roxanne, and Chica scrambled into position as the mob (and, by extension, the flames from the Raceway) caught up with them. Roxanne almost snagged the boy, but Freddy blocked her attack with a piercing shriek from his voice box.
The pair rushed into a room hidden behind the back wall of the area– Unbeknownst to both the three struggling captors and their would-be fourth member now limping behind. Burntrap stayed lower to the ground, watching in terror as the flames now started to engulf the kingdom he called home. “Gregory!” he strained out, fighting the smoke that threatened to choke his robotic vocal chords. “Where are you!?” He would have made his intentions more clear, but the billowing fumes pressured him to keep silent as he moved. Internally, however, he was praying for dear life that the boy was safe.
Meanwhile, Gregory and Freddy quickly flipped through the available camera feeds showing on the many TV monitors. Gregory mapped out the area with his brochure while Freddy kept an eye out for any straggling souls nearby. “Gregory, I think I see Vanessa!” Freddy exclaimed, pointing to one screen in particular. “She is still hurt, but she is walking in the wooded area now!”
“We can probably get her out of here if we act fast enough,” Gregory added, folding back the scribbled-on paper. “If I hide in you, you can scoop up Vanessa and make a break for it! All we have to do is loop around the back of the church!”
“Only one problem with that, superstar,” Freddy corrected, his eyes catching a different monitor.
“What’s that, Freddy?”
Freddy gestured to a screen on the bottom right. “I believe Agonia is about to pay us a visit,” he replied uneasily, moving towards the boy. “Keep still.”
Burntrap (or, more accurately, Agonia in Burntrap’s shambling body), swung open the door with a desperate cry of the boy’s name. Freddy opened his chest cavity, shoved the boy inside, and dashed past the distressed animatronic. He weaved behind the church as the rest of the mob tiredly pursued. His three former friends followed close behind, now pushing Burntrap as a sort of mix between a leader and a crutch.
Meanwhile, Judge Glitch charged ahead of the main crowd with a fiery passion. He now carried a loose strand of black wires, tying them into a wide lasso as he rushed deeper into the forest. His eyes caught sight of Freddy picking up Vanessa while only Burntrap hobbled yards behind. His grip on the makeshift rope tightened. The rage in his body boiled over. “I should not have let you tag along,” was the most coherent thought his frenzied mind could muster as he dived behind his own henchman.
Agonia’s robotic body slowed down to a crawl. With one last effort, he raised his hand to his mouth. “Gregory!” he bellowed despite the boy being far away. “Sound the alarms! Call for—!”
A loop of black wires gripped the robot’s neck. The sheer force of pulling back forced it to shut down. Purple sparks shot through the lasso, then jettisoned through the air. Glitch’s eyes followed them until the surge faded from view.
A purple flash of light flooded the castle’s bell tower. Agonia stumbled onto the floor, reeling from the sudden pull away from the rabbit animatronic. Though still lying on the floor, he tugged on the bell rope as the flames rose higher and higher. Even as the lantern’s casing burned as much as the candle inside (which meant another painful sensation in the bell-ringer’s back), the bells still chimed on. And, as the morning sun shone light on the mall dowsed in flames, help was finally coming from the outside world.
A shame that said help was only here to put out the fire.
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bowsersforeskin · 6 months ago
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Chainsaw man chewsday
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real talk having the 2nd worst new years eve yet 🤢🤢🤢 (throat infection, twisted neck, banged-about-foot, ego AND the rest o' me all bruised like misjuggled peaches 🍑🍑🍑)
im bent outa shape and suspectin the universe owes me 8 buck if anyone wannsa chip in
#yes the 🍑🍑🍑was just an excuse to shove ass emojis in your face i'm only (occasionally. allegedly) human#now ask me about my FIRST worst new year eve. it involves wizards and portals and elaborate lies i make up on the spot#SAD REAL TALK <STARTS>:#also made the mistake of reaching out to my mom post-xmas#like what kind of c-ptsd NOOB does that. what kinda chronic holiday trauma survivor NOVICE??? embarrassing#THE SEDUCTIVE FALSE HOPE OF NOSTALGIA WILL LURE YOU IN EVERY TIME#'oh but maybe they won't disappoint me. but maybe they won't rip my heart out this time'#sweetheart that's your dear sweet inner child's yearning for what never was or will be. BEAT IT BACK WITH A STICK!#SAD REAL TALK <ENDS>#....back to that part where i talked about being bent out of shape#if anyone w/ metalwork skills wants ta take a blowtorch & hammer & tongs & have at... I'm open to experimentation is all im sayin#in lieu of that i would also welcome someone buying me a sandwich. i am. so sore.#(metaphysically sore but also the other more urgent im-at-my-daily-NSAIDs-limit kinda sore)#(hence: sanwimch)#...i got so sleepy writing this i started imagining the astonishing hedonism#of stroking a freshly grilled cheese-dripping sandwhich across my body like a loofah#the soothingness of the gooey warm near liquid cheese. the vaguely spongelike quality of toasted sourdough slice.#look i didn't imagine it on PURPOSE it just came to me like a vision like a threat#like one of those weird mens locker room ads where the sportsball is watermelon??? u know the one#where there's nudity & food & homoerotica & hot steaming showers in the background and STILL the overall effect is more offputting than sex#look i have a throat infection. i can barely swallow. i'm sipping chocolate milk to survive and i'm NOT EVEN ENJOYING IT. each drop is agon#(opposite side of the Tantalus spectrum but i'm suffering more than he has in 3.5 thousand years)#i'm dehydrated. barely conscious. electrolytes are circling down the drain. doctors should be incubating me w/ capri sun straws right now.#I GET A PASS ON THESE TAGS#i don't know what i wrote! and i don't stand by it! and you can't make me read em!!!
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emacrow · 5 months ago
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Tim whom is still banned from caffeine went into looking into other ways to get caffeine.
He went into anonymous source from someone name KingTuck4ever who talk about a energy drink that kept him up for weeks during a critical time of his life and Tim was at this point of desperate to spend any time of money he got.
Later that night, he received 6 very large Dark green boxes with a DP logo on it filled with Lightening Green tall soda cans with the name Ecto-Spark!, ingredients tags on the back, made with organic vegan products, DO NOT NEAR MEAT RELATED PRODUCTS, guaranteed to keep you caffeine deprived souls awake and alive enough to enjoy a night afterlife party! Or your money back.
Tim at the point didn't read the back as he pop open the top, smelling a strong scent of caffeine, carbonated bubble and a taste of lemon lime mixed with a tang flavor that had his mouth drowning nearly in drool.
He took only one experimental sip, before his eyes widen instantly and immediately began chugging the soda can for all the liquid caffeine it had inside. This was 1000 times better then Death Coffee Cup from his favorite Cafe that he was still banned from.
It felt like his whole body got electrified with energy and feel like he can run a whole 4 week marathon without breaking a sweat. This drink was like tasting nirvana after a week of being in a Gobi desert for his fucking soul.
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Bruce can never know about this. He can't tell anyone about this drink. Not Damian, Not dick, not step, maybe Jason, but Cass can kept a secret since she knew body language. He might possibly go rogue and kill Bruce himself if Bruce tried to take this from him.
Meanwhile Tucker was amazed of the total amount of money he received from the anonymous Caffine obsessed ghost. Usually he ended up receiving old relics, Egyptian related artifacts, gold coins, etc but this is a first he got actually modern day money.
Poor dude must've been recently form a core to spend that much money. Good thing he had send extra since he know how crazy those caffine-obsessed ghosts can be over the new drink he made specifically for himself, Sam and Danny but it's nice to have extra cash for new tech making. Especially since Danny became high king of the ghost zone when he became 20 year old, and the amount of paper works that had been left for dust collecting could filled a planet to the very brim.
Took him, Sam, Danny, Ghost writer and Techno 5 months to fully turn at least 26% of sacrifical gifts from ritual, contracts, conquests, complains from territorial ghosts about humans taking their land/house/property/or about their murder, help hundreds of ghosts stuck in their personal hell of a limbo of their own death, guy name Constantine whom was rapidly becoming a pain in Tucker's ass especially when he got one contract form his former previous life about this guy.
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choccy-milky · 4 months ago
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sometimes you gotta lure your overly-studious ravenclaw gf into spending time with you 🥰 📚 ( from 'Every Teardrop is a Waterfall' by Kat_12739 on ao3, GO READ IT!!! the first story is about seb falling sick and still pushing himself/not admitting he's sick until he ends up in the hospital, the second story is about the birth of seb and clora's daughter and seb's reaction to clora almost dying in childbirth, and the third is about dealing with a fussy newborn lewis😭🥹THEY'RE SO GOOD AND SWEET AND SOMEWHAT SAD (not to mention beautifully written) so go check it out!!💖💖 )
#READ SO I CAN YAP TO SOMEONE ABOUT THEM🙏😩💘#the seb sickfic made me realize how much i needed barely functioning and sick seb (but him still trying to be tough)#theres also a part that cracked me up bc at one point seb is so sick he cant even see straight but he just thinks to himself:#eh its fine.... ill just ask ominis how HE functions without vision later🤷 LMFAO#so stubborn...JUST LET CLORA TAKE CARE OF YOU MFER🤺🤺🤺#defs gonna be drawing more from it especially sick seb LMAO but also seb having a tea party with celeste🥹🥹#hogwarts legacy#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow x oc#sebastian sallow x mc#sebastian x mc#hogwarts legacy fanfiction#sebastian sallow fanfiction#hphl#choccyart#also i was never planning on writing anything about clora giving birth or abt the kids so to be able to read it WAS AMAZING#THERES A PART WHERE SEB IS HOLDING CELESTE AND CRYING AT CLORAS BEDSIDE THAT I NEED TO DRAW😭😭#LIKE SRSLY seb being conflicted and not even wanting to HOLD celeste bc he doesnt know if clora is alive or not... IT WAS SO SAD BUT GOOD#i honestly dont know what seb would do if clora died in childbirth tbh.......i could honestly see him resenting celeste#esp since she looks so much like clora😭😭#LETS JUST NOT THINK ABOUT IT!😃👍#(still thinking about it)#like this line in the fic: “Sebastian hesitated; if this was Clora’s last gift to him he wasn’t sure he wanted it.”#😭😭😭ITS SO GOOD UGHHHHH😭 TY AGAIN FOR WRITING THESE💖IM SO TOUCHEDDD💖💖
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spicyvampire · 5 months ago
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He was balls deep in an emergency meeting [insp.]
4MINUTES (2024) EP. 5
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crowiin · 11 months ago
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psapraca · 1 year ago
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I. "What if he didn't get to read that novel... What will happen to him?"
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r-h-e-t · 4 months ago
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every time Tom says "Greg"
the absolute range this man can extract from a single name
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lesbworth · 4 months ago
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anyone making an adaptation of the life of wolfgang amadeus mozart for some reason
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bunnieswithknives · 2 months ago
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Wow Dale... There were miscalculations? And who made those miscalculations HMMMM???
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xxplastic-cubexx · 3 months ago
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you open my Super Important Documents and its just pictures of charles xavier
#xmen#mcu#xmen movies#xmen first class#charles xavier#professor x#snap sketches#todays schedule has been ruined by my ever occurring need to practice drawing movie charles its horrendous#i started this sheet last night but then i kept adding to it and i keep wanting to add to it but i MUST stop myself#in an ideal world i get paid to draw charles xavier and erik lehnsherr but no i live in this baka society#sleepless charles WAS inspired by me starting this at 1AM and forcing myself to sleep at 4AM#and then here i am picking i up still later .... i need professional help i fear but i aint got time for that#NEVERTHELESS I THINK IT GOT IT NOW. I THINK IM OK. i think i know how i wanna go bout drawing him now ...#chat can i confess that like. .5% of the reason i barely draw FC charles i because of his hair#for some reason some demonic entity prevents me from drawing it easily i am in STRUGGLE CITY#the only thing that gets me is that whenever i draw him i can only think of the likes of a disney prince but man thems the strokes ig#i also drew a quick dark phoenix charles but i figured id just keep this first class oriented#anything else i want to say ? uh. hm. its funny i never do any of these sheets for erik#genuinely On My Life made One (1) sheet and was like 'no yeah i got it. i got it down'#literally not my fault his head is So Shaped and defined but anyways. this aint about him.#i mean it could be. i still wanna do a doodle page concentrated on drawing how his powers show#more specifically how do i wanna draw the glow cause i cant decide on it ... also i wanna draw the 'levels' ...#but thats for another time. for right now i should probably eat i havent eaten all day#bye bye !!!!!! here's to hoping i draw something thats not a doodle sheet one of these days
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#325 🔊⬛⬛⬛🟥🟨🟩
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