#monshing

[g0drays]

he loves grass sooooo much

[quasi-normalcy]

Okay, I'm going to ekshplain this really shimply becaushe I know you hew-monsh have trouble with it.

Sho...shay you've got a company, and it manufacturesh, uhhh, shelf-shealing shtemboltsh. And it'sh sho good at thish, it'sh cornered the market on a particular planet. Now...there'sh nowhere left for it to ekshpand. It's got what you call, uh, market shaturashun. And sho, if they want to keep making profit, well, there'sh only one option to do: they need to introdushe, uh, a 'shtembolt ash a shervish' model. Two shlipsh of latinum a month or the shtemboltsh, they come undone.

Now, who wantsh thish? The ekshecutive? No, he doeshn't care; he wash jusht hired to do a job. The shareholdersh? They're too buzhy shnorting beetleshnuff and shcrewing their mishtreshshesh to conshern themshelvesh with the day-to-day running of the company. The workersh? They're jusht fresh-faced young engineersh who legitimately jusht wanted to make a shuperior shtembolt. The cushtomersh shertainly don't want it. Sho why'sh it happening? Who doesh want it?

Capital wantsh it! The Money wantsh it!

That'sh the sholution! The money hazh a mind of itsh own, and it wantsh it sho bad that, if it doezhn't get it, it will walk with itsh feet! And, if that happensh, all thozhe lovely shareholdersh will wake-up from their beetleshnuff hangoversh, look down at their PADDsh, and shee shome red in their accountsh, and they'll panic! The ekshecutive will get shacked and replashed with shomeone who *will* do it! And all of thozhe fresh-faced young engineersh will have to implement a shubshcription model anyway! It'sh the illushion of choishe.

And sho, thish leadsh ush to one conclushion: everyone--the shareholdersh, the ekshecutive, the workersh, the cushtomersh, every shingle pershon in the Great Material Continuum--izh, wittingly or not, the shervantsh of capital! Money callzh the tune, and we all dansh to it!

Sho I know what you're ashking now: What doezh money want? How do I properly sherve it? How can I manage to get in money'sh good grashesh and make shome profit?

Well friend, you've come to the right plashe! For a low, low prishe of five barsh of gold-preshed latinum, you can enroll in my courshe, "Uncle Plenk'sh Economicsh for Hew-Monsh!" That'sh a mere five barsh of gold-preshed latinum, payable to me, Uncle Plenk, 77 Capital Gainsh Street, Pelgar Shity, Ferenginar! Don't delay! Find out how you can better sherve your money today!

[lynk-zee]

YALL I JUST SAW THE RAFAYEL EVENG ANDM LIKE TAKE MG MONSH 💰 💰💰💰

also these comments in insta are unHINGED

[ambivalence-and-torpor]

Orvear, if you could take a dream vacation anywhere in the universe, where would it be?

CC: Ai do not care much fair vacashe-ons. Ai find a lot maire fulfeehlmont een continueng mon arteestic endeavairs. And whén ai do wish to tak a 'ulidai, ai can go whairevair ai wént. Ai can affaird eet.

CC: Though now zat you monshe-on eet, pairhaps Navika might lik a break to get awai from evairytheng? Ai should ask 'im...

[dustyfandomtrashbin]

Mmm monsh cromch *eats you and your art and your characters as a 5 star 3 course meal*

NOOOOOO

BLANK!!! THE TWINS!

MY CRINGEFAIL RAIN WORLD STORY!!!!!!

AGH

[insane-bad-idea-person]

mmm deishosh crimkits

monsh kronch

[yamifoxkitsune-blog]

Enjoyed delicious plates of Chinese food @ #monshing in Chinatown, Montreal. Shrimp stuffed #tofuskin along with a very delicious #hotandsoursoup that had quite a kick to it, then some #generaltsochicken as well as #saltandpeppercalamari #saltandpeppershrimp and the greatest wok-cooked noodles. They tasted of the dragon's breath charred🔥 🔥 🔥flavor. I highly recommend this place!

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

courtyard droll: WHO WOULD WIN??

courtyard droll, pointing at jake's dreamself: THE PINNACLE OF HUMAN EVOLUTION...

courtyard droll, holding up a bag of peanuts: OR ONE SALTY BOI?

[houseshoesandtallboys]

[bad1dimagines]

i literally cannot think of anything worse

[sukirichi]

omg can i pls request a scenario of how the bonten husbands would react if you tell them your pregnant <33

BONTEN HUSBANDS FINDING OUT YOU’RE PREGNANT

⊹ mikey, haitani ran, haitani rindou, kakucho hitto, kokonoi hajime, haruchiyo sanzu

⊹ unedited. slight crack. i want bonten men to knock me tf up—

♡ — MIKEY !

Your husband strokes your hair as you cuddle to his chest, ear atop right where his heart lay. It’s the heart you’ve gotten to know so well, the heart you undoubtedly own and the same one that beats your name, yet it doesn’t lessen the anxiety blossoming in your stomach any lesser as you wonder how you’ll tell Mikey. Your marriage is a secret enough already; your husband much too worried over your safety that he never once brought up his desire over starting a family.

There’s only so much stalling you can do though, that you eventually muster a deep breath and lean up to look him in the eye, chest tightening at the sight of his tired eyes mindlessly gazing at the ceiling. You can’t tell what he’s thinking about at all.

Reaching up to caress his jaw, prompting to gaze down at you, you take in a deep breath. “Mikey, there’s something I have to tell you.”

“Mhm?”

With wobbly lips and trembling hands, your words come out in a breathy, nervous laughter. “I’m pregnant.”

Mikey doesn’t speak, doesn’t even move. He only stares at you wordlessly for a full minute – the pregnant pause stagnant enough you consider scrambling off him in anxiety – until he pulls you closer to his body, lips landing right in the middle of your eyes. “You serious?” he mumbles, calloused hands fluttering over your belly that carries his child. “We’re going to be parents?”

“Yeah! Are you happy about it...?”

“Love, of course I am,” his frown is confused, almost as if wondering why you’d think he isn’t. “I’m going to have a family with you; that’s more than I could ask for.”

You understand what he means. Mikey’s already lost his family until not a single person was left, and the few loved ones he had, he had to leave behind for the sake of their safety. This, however, was a new opportunity to him. He could start anew. He could find happiness again. He could love again.

♡ — HAITANI RAN !

Watching from the corner of your eye, you continue brushing your teeth as your handsome husband appears inside the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe as he hums at something on his phone. You’re both getting ready for bed and he’s wearing a face mask, pyjama sets matching with yours.

“Baby,” he muses casually, “You pregnant?”

You nearly spit out the toothpaste. Rinsing your mouth quickly, you dab your mouth with a towel and face Ran, who is now brushing his teeth beside you. He blinks at you innocently, expectantly even, that you can’t help but feel warm under his gaze. “Wh-where’d you get that idea?”

“Your fhewriod,” he mumbles incoherently to his phone, “Haven’t had em in monsh now. I track em, ‘member?”

Heart beating so fast you can’t help but feel as if it’s about to leap out of your chest, you playfully shove at his chest when he leans down to wiggle his brows at you. “You are, aren’t cha? Did I get ya knocked up? Wifey full with my baby?”

“You’re so weird!” you jab at him, protectively tugging your oversized button up down to cover the belly bulge. “So what if I am? You totally ruined my chance to surprise you!”

Ran’s toothbrush drops to the floor. Soon, he’s gripping at your hands, white foam present at his mouth still. “No way, you serious?! You’re pregnant!” You don’t get a chance to confirm it – not that he doesn’t know already – before Ran is crushing you into a hug, dropping down to his knees the next second to cup your belly and press his ear to where he imagines his baby was listening to him. “Hi there, little one, it’s me, your daddy!”

Snickering to yourself, you feel a smile tugging at your lips, brushing Ran’s hair the whole time he talks in a baby voice.

♡ — HAITANI RINDOU !

Tonight is movie night, and this is the third – maybe fourth – movie you and Rindou have been watching. It’s not often that you get time to spend with him without thinking of how early he has to wake up the next day, so you try and stay up late with him as much as you could despite the exhaustion wearing you down. Some recent revelations have been the cause of your drowsiness and constant nausea, something you push away as you snuggle closer to Rindou’s warmth, his hand resting on your hips.

Suddenly, a scene on the movie plays of the protagonist welcoming his newborn child, the grown man shedding tears in ugly sobs. Rindou smiles beside you as he pulls you to him until your sides are flushed together, kissing the tip of your nose that’s ducking every second in sleepiness.

“I want one. A baby. I think it’d be cool to be a dad.”

“Hmm, you will be,” you mumble half-awake, looping your hands with his while you remain completely unaware to how your husband has stopped paying attention to the movie. “You’re gonna be a daddy soon... ‘em pregnant...”

♡ — KAKUCHO HITTO !

Kakucho sits across from you, his handsome face tugging into a bright smile while you giggle at his cluelessness. You’ve dragged him into his favourite restaurant after work, planning to deliver the news as romantic as possible in hopes he’d feel better after a long day. However, telling him you’re pregnant is a lot harder than it sounds, and your husband is left chuckling in amusement when you order second servings.

“Love, you must be really hungry. Did you not eat lunch today?”

“No, I’m just—” you stop yourself abruptly, eyeing the untouched wine that came with the meal. Kakucho hasn’t noticed yet why you’re not drinking, but now that he’s noticed how nervous you are staring at it, he reaches over the table to squeeze your hand.

“There’s something on your mind, pretty. Tell me what it is.”

You don’t know why you’re so nervous. Kakucho wants a family; he’s going to be so happy hearing this! “Well, uh,” you begin, scratching the sides of your head before your gaze darts down to the delicious food. “You see...I’m kind of eating for two?”

“For two?” Kakucho repeats, a pinch in his brown as he ponders before – “Oh. Oh. You’re pregnant?”

You nearly melt on the seat when Kakucho gasps. Nodding, your husband suddenly shoots out of his chair and is by your side the next instant, kissing you flat on the lips that makes you feel him smile the whole time. Neither of you care anymore that people are looking, because Kakucho laughs afterwards in disbelief at the suspecting waiters. “I’m going to be a dad!” he exclaims, “We’re gonna have a family!”

♡ — KOKONOI HAJIME !

When you asked Koko to go shopping with you, he agrees right off the bat, thinking it’s just another one of your shopping sessions that you both enjoy. Things take a turn when you drag your unsuspecting inside a baby shop, though, the small rompers and lace gloves right on display that Koko would have to be a fool to miss it.

“Uh, why are we here?” he laughs rather nervously, but follows you inside anyway. “Any of your friends pregnant?”

“Nope, it’s for us,” you tell him in a casual manner, continuing to check the baby stuff that you’d need and already planning for the baby’s room theme while your husband freezes behind you. “I’m pregnant, Koko. It’s time to shop to welcome them.”

Koko spins you around to face him, his eyes wide with surprise. “For real? You’re not messing with me?”

“No, why would I joke about that?”

Laughing at his stupefied face, Koko practically bursts in the spot. Then, he’s back to being coherent the next second, whipping out his card at the nearest employee waiting to assist you both in shopping. “I’m gonna be a daddy!” he announces, thrusting his card to whoever would catch it. “Get me everything from this stall to there. I don’t care how expensive it is – my baby deserves to have the best of everything.”

♡ — HARUCHIYO SANZU !

As soon as Sanzu comes home, shouting baby, I’m back! at the top of his lungs, you ask him to check on the oven even before he has the chance to take his shoes off. He’s a little confused, especially when you trail behind him with a lovesick smile, awaiting his reactions as he opens the said oven. Inside, there are baby clothes and small gloves.

Sanzu holds them up into his face for a good minute before he rests his hips against the counter, narrowing his eyes at the material like it offends him. Then, it sinks in.

“Oh, god,” he throws the baby clothes back into the oven, blowing air out of his mouth as you corner him with a huge smile. “NOOOOOO! Where are the cameras? You pranking me, babe?”

“Why’re you acting like that?” you slap his bicep, effectively shutting the man up from howling like the crazed person he was. “That’s not how you react when your wife tells you you’re pregnant! Aren’t you happy?”

“I am, I am!” he tries to convince, though he doesn’t look entirely convinced of himself when he scratches the back of his head. “I was just shocked that’s all. Didn’t think I’ll be a daddy so soon, but it’s not a bad thing...I guess.” Seeing how your eyes tear up and your lower lip juts out – clear telltales he’s making you cry yet again – Sanzu hugs you and rocks you side to side, kissing you right on the lips as gentle as he could. “I’m sorry, baby, I’m happy, I really am. ‘Was just surprised. I didn’t mean for it to come out wrong.”

“You’re really happy?”

“Yeah!” he nods before offering you a thumbs up, “Good job! My load took!”

[comeupkid415]

Monsh

[die-hard-dressage]

Praying to the job gods that I get this admin assistant position real quick so I don't have to resort to retail or being a city's riding instructor

[zelyks]

Monsh

Shandwich

[jeffreystewart]

Challenge Day 086 of Year 8 Monsh was ready to hit the town. He’d been working long hours this week and was ready to go have some fun.

What I used: Muji Ballpoint Pen Cap type Light Blue 0.38mm nib pen on Fabriano EcoQua Notebbook. What this is: Daily Character Design Challenge, 2022-08-19 Year 8 - No086a, by Jeff Stewart

[444names]

theological demons and angels + animals

Aboboth Aboustou Adron Agiriel Aglas Alaar Alegorgorp Alerig Aliahipele Aliur Alphalow Amalberk Aming Amsiel Amurih Andave Andharanth Andharnex Andres Angda Anial Aningmae Aniterhili Antaing Antigariel Antipel Antish Antshar Anurmosih Aphal Aphar Archally Ardajeregi Ardva Arielizzly Arimangony Arpoth Artle Asallas Asaum Aslue Asmod Aspel Astoi Asuchum Azaccus Azapopus Aziel Badove Badree Badyak Bahiderfur Bakin Balbele Balech Balephene Banda Banglet Bangriel Baphim Barin Bater Bearrost Bearthiel Beephiel Behum Behus Behusk Benne Beran Bereflath Bermal Bhūtana Bianth Biferegoo Birax Birdavron Bitin Blakarake Blakin Blastah Bligirac Bluckey Boalphiel Bounaelac Buffer Bugeos Butandig Buttel Caark Calimp Campe Canaksh Cardwors Carut Casth Castory Cathum Catriel Catring Chaelion Chandhan Chemon Chidnabir Chiel Chipos Cimark Cimit Cithiandsh Clemularm Codeel Coder Codparber Crael Crakin Crinias Cronzel Cronzu Croon Croos Cultueles Daili Daimel Demine Dentunark Dindog Dranthibo Ducamit Dunemin Dusel Dzophengon Ealoon Ebarbas Ebiel Eermark Egollu Elegird Elphanggin Empumpus Erflamera Ermonfis Faligos Feredemin Ferey Firantle Fisha Fishalk Fishermies Fishonte Fishrias Fleaphie Fockooth Forcaran Forgor Foriel Forous Forym Friel Frilla Frubies Frushas Furiasmose Furtlilk Gaamsih Gallathipe Gamick Gammorp Gantle Gartrootar Garus Gatsh Giahormin Giongo Goaddomark Goark Golackey Gomarfish Gonda Gophim Gorch Goriel Gorne Graele Grafis Griel Gries Grinet Groulcon Grous Guaiel Gualkan Gualpant Guant Gulaphaslu Gulel Guser Hadee Hadon Hakeya Halas Halbar Halcon Halibon Halikil Hamah Hamanguew Hamar Hamse Hantiah Hantingala Harabnobar Haran Haravre Harcupik Harielilly Harthanta Heethris Hoele Hogormal Honitee Huesh Huste Igeophene Ighon Iniatypull Ipmul Ipmurah Iposquin Jayot Jerink Jikente Jikey Kadreavres Kalat Kinearut Koarberber Kobaraym Kobcaabark Kragadkiel Krair Kraxapher Kriel Krimod Kroos Krotigies Kusim Legreiele Lemiters Lethrunn Levil Liarmon Libugaksh Lilius Liner Lionincim Lithibon Macatenni Macka Macullavy Maele Mahmep Malis Malish Malphkiel Malth Mammiel Mangberset Mangdave Mantleons Mantseis Manuriel Marcawk Marillish Marmwolal Marron Marub Masurel Matoavy Mearwhabee Mepazram Miana Minet Minkerept Minos Mocka Moden Modover Monestel Monsh Monsharail Mornearith Moulch Mouna Mounael Muerflyn Naelphog Nakadiel Nanniah Nasian Nefishid Nefrog Nemmon Nuebukoa Nuejay Orantielim Orcher Orches Orkey Ornewt Orthee Ortrie Oterriel Parak Pardfis Parfuriel Pazel Pedge Pengel Pheefroa Pherma Phonk Pideerber Pielit Pigormod Pinemon Piran Pirel Pirray Pitcrou Placcoos Plamyalla Ponka Popperiel Postosel Prang Pretzark Pridow Pronda Pummeer Pureard Pusedger Pushmas Pybang Qaphiath Qaphiel Qungus Rachedgeon Railesna Rakiel Randa Ravaslowl Relfinnin Retarocelk Roalius Robra Runac Ruseat Sabac Sakey Salel Sanzuzu Seadsluer Seafow Seasur Shalarel Shaur Shemhaniel Shiles Shrey Siher Skincith Sloose Slout Sluebim Sluewhise Snaeva Snaim Snaingler Snatroder Snies Sonti Spirich Squit Squne Stemyazet Stherball Stinet Stoadslo Storthin Strog Strow Suangon Swidnaam Sword Tarnes Tefly Terfurgon Teries Teroost Tiesh Toruta Troseth Tultu Turger Turiel Tyrabirit Tyrangoavy Tzaris Tzaziel Urfish Urtle Vackpard Vacravac Vampbandan Vamyashar Vanturtai Vasark Vehormod Veravy Viasp Vipetle Walasbee Walasiat Walle Wermarbass Whaksh Whamsil Whark Wilio Wolfishem Womoulo Woranno Wormus Xezbea Xezbet Yazel Yeleshang Yequne Zadyakeel Zaphasnael Zarayon Zarron Zepangfise Zepanta