#of course :)))))))))))))

[grayscale-sparks]

nobody hates you, you’re just in pain

nobody hates you, you’re just in pain

nobody hates you, you’re just in pain

nobody hates you, you’re just in pain

nobody hates you, you’re just in pain

[dduane]

A meeting of dragons.

[isabela-merceds]

friend: what are you doing this halloween?

me: smacking the shit out of complete strangers repeatedly for hours

friend: what

me: boop

[egg-tats]

hey I wanted to update this because as always I'm listening and learning. in the three major cities in my province, the main pride parade is either June 28, the week of July 17, or August 9th. a full quarter of the year is meant for the queers in gay old Nova Scotia.

WAIT CANADA WHAT THE FUCK

[bats-and-the-birds]

Been thinking about a Batfam meets the Justice League situation where Nightwing has been in the League for a bit a no one knows how he's connected to Batman. And for one reason or another, the League grudgingly needs Deathstroke's help for a mission. And Deathstroke agrees to help, but specifies "no Bats".

And the Justice League assumes he just means "no Batman". So the bring Nightwing with them, and also do not tell him about this stipulation.

-the justice league approaches Deathstroke on a rooftop-

-Deathstroke immidiately turns to leave-

Green Arrow: Wait, I thought you agreed to help us!

Deathstroke: And I thought you agreed no Bats.

Flash: We did! We left Bats back at the Watchtower.

Deathstroke: No. No Bats. Plural. Not only did you disobey me, you brought the worst of the bunch.

Nightwing: Aw, and here I thought I was your favorite.

[ananayellow]

Anatomy of Bakugo katsuki

[cartoon-goon02]

kimme

[morganbritton132]

Steve keeps losing girlfriends because they’ll blow up on him and accuse him of being in love with Robin. Instead of calming the situation down even a little bit, he comes in like, “Yeahhhh??? She’s the love of my life.”

Because it’s true but, “That’s different than us. This - this thing with us is different.”

“Because this is better?”

“Well, no.”

[sunshine---moonatnigh]

*He's just going to lay down on top of the refrigerator for a bit, just until the pain passes. Or nausea. Whatever goes away first. Just for good measure, he spits some more lead onto the creature. Definitely not because of after taste, nooooo.

He doesn't even have the strength to turn to Flug, just groaning in pain before responding*

"...𝓎ℴ𝓊 ℯ𝓍𝓅ℯ𝒸𝓉 𝓂ℯ 𝓉ℴ-...𝓇ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓂𝒷ℯ𝓇...? ℐ 𝓈𝒶𝓌 𝒽ℯ𝓇...𝓃ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓃 𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒶ℊℴ. ℐ 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉...𝒸𝒶𝓂ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒹𝒶𝓂𝓃 𝒸ℴ𝒻𝒻ℯℯ...𝒩𝒪𝒯 𝒯ℋ𝒜𝒯-..𝒯ℋ𝒜𝒯 𝒟𝒜ℳ𝒩ℰ𝒟 ℬ𝒰𝒯𝒞ℋℰℛ 𝒢ℐℛℒ..! 𝒰ℊ𝒽..."

Translation: "...you expect me to-...remember...? I saw her...nearly an hour ago. I just...came back for some damn coffee...NOT THAT-..THAT DAMNED BUTCHER GIRL..! Ugh..."

"You're a weird little guy, lead."

The tone was.. off. There was no direct direction the voice came from, except.. those watching eyes shrouded in darkness around the corner of the door frame.

Hartz was simply.. very intrigued by whatever the lad was doing, the burnt smell and obvious reason of distress found in the lad being of no concern to her. She just wanted to.. watch.

Her face, was covered in shadow, her gloves hands being all that could be seen from the silhouette as she clutched onto the door, leering at him.

"..."

In silence.

(im kinda refering to the roleplay you're on with Elliot, the idea is super cool- I hope this isn't disrespectful, I just really liked the premise. Also, heads up: there's a good reason Hartz isn't showing the rest of herself at the moment.)

*His head snaps as quickly as it could to the sudden voice coming from the door. He could hardly make out anything through tears and smoke clouding his eyes. Still, he tries to manage a scowl. He shakily, turns his back against the counter, panting heavily as sweat drips down his face*

"...𝓌𝒽- 𝓌𝒽��-"

*Just in that moment, the after taste of the molten lead hit him, throwing his head down as his hands clutch his stomach; a small waterfall of silver splashing onto the already melted tiles below. There was no smell as far as the molten lead, only the unusual stench of ceramic, almost plastic tiles being melted. It was better there be no fumes anyway. He leans his entire body against the counter behind him, a hand shakily trying to support him as the other one wipes away the silver liquid from his mouth. His gaze tries to land on the silhouette he could hardly see, trying to pay attention to the eyes that watch him intently*

"...𝓌𝒽ℴ...ℊℴℯ𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ...? 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈- 𝒾-𝒾𝓈 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ...𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ, ℐ'𝓂 𝒶𝒻𝓇𝒶𝒾𝒹..."

Translation: "...wh- who-"

"...who...goes there...? This- i-is not the...nest time, I'm afrid..."

[nytephox]

Oooooo the fandoms this could work on seem endless. 🤣

[nightleebear]

rewatched this piece of cinema recently (please please please watch it) and geeked tf out a little bit because i am a

yes yes I KNOW I KNOW its the super popular art meme and I KNOW I KNOW its been done before SHUT UP!!! shut up

[justmaizey]

quiet nights at the cryptonomica

[the-muppet-joker]

You type very well for having your eyes closed

I usually do not type my posts, I just think them and they appear on Tumblr. I have a psychic connection to this place, and you would have to kill me in every dimension to stop me from posting

[mike-milkyway]

Gotta appreciate how Black Leg "I'm unlovable, you deserve better than being burdened with me" Sanji is one of those characters that gets shipped with everyone and their moms. Rightfully so, because everyone wants him, he's just very blind to how amazing he is.

[cookiecrushed]

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