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sasidiki 2 years ago
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Perky Pandas Amusement Park Day episode 01 - Family Cartoon for kids
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lovecatsys 5 months ago
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I first started following you because we have a mutual love of the sniktblings 馃グ I love when you do your comic live blogs. In fact, you鈥檙e the reason I started rereading Aki, because seeing your reactions made me wanna relive it all again 馃馃徎 I also appreciate how kind and supportive you are, you鈥檙e one of the longest standing mutuals I鈥檝e had since making this blog!
Aww thank you!!! I'm glad I inspired you to reread Aki's story, and I love that you like my liveblogs!! I love liveblogging comics a lot. I do my best to be kind and supportive to the people I care about, and I genuinely love the mutual connection we have over the sniktblings :)) its so great to have someone to talk with who Gets It.
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miss-perkey 11 months ago
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I got my first confirmed Covid result back today 馃檭 I've likely had it in the past so many years, but all my tests until now had been negative.
I feel terrible cause I'm sure I got it traveling back from the east coast, but we went to see my father-in-law before he died so we tried to be safe but 馃槶
I feel bad for my spouse though. His dad died just after we got home, so I feel pretty useless right now trying to be there for him cause I also dont want him sick ontop of this. Ugh.
Aside from isolating I dont really know what other steps to take since I havent done this before tbh so I sent my doctor a message but I'm assuming they'll just be like "damn that's crazy stay home"
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intrepid-travels 1 year ago
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hellsbellssinclub 2 months ago
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There is blood on your hands and enemies at your feet. The blood is wet. Drying faster and faster as you breathe through your rage. Your hate. The animalistic urge to scream, to growl, to make noise and prove that you are alive, that you were the one who won this fight is stuck in the back of your throat next to your guilt of killing once more.
Killing is all you know. It was taught to you when you were young. When sweet young children were learning how to read and write you were learning how to make someone bleed. How to make someone scream. To bring pain and death with your small broken hands.
You want to do better. You promised them. You promised yourself. That you didn鈥檛 have to kill. It was a last resort only. Disarm and holding back was your new life motto. To be a role model.
They look at you now. Eyes wide and the guilt eats at you. All you want to do is love them. Cherish them. Give them all that they never had. What you never had.
But how can you love someone when you have never been taught what love is? How can you dare to reach out to them now, when your hands are covered in the blood of those who tried to harm them.
Should you reach out to them? Taint their pure, clean and clear skin? Taint their purity with your evil deeds? Are they really pure?
Are you?
There is blood drying on your hands and now it is on them as you cup their face and press your lips to their forehead. A small gesture for when there are no words to be said.
There is blood on them, tainting them, corrupting them. But there is a softness in their eyes as they look up at you.
A devotion, a worship only seen in the fever gaze of religious men when speaking of their gods. It is a hungry look. One that blazes their eyes brightly and you cannot, will not look away from them because they are all that matters in this world anymore.
You would kill for them. Have killed for them.
Dying for them would be easier and as instinctual as breathing.
Is this what love is? You wonder?
You don鈥檛 know. You may never know if you are to be honest.
You are a broken puppet. One that has been used up and tossed away. Love was something you were never taught.
And the love you have experienced up until you found them, up until they became part of your life, it is not something you wanted to give them.
But as you think, while cradling their face with your blood soaked hands and staining them with your sins, that they are safe now.
And maybe that is all that matters in the end.
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Snikt family feels.
An ode to the clones who wanted to protect each other. And failed and failed until they succeeded and still lost anyways.
A moment of grief for a child who grew into a woman who is still lost in this world but continues to try and try again to be more than Pinocchio. Who wants to be a real girl so so much.
The rage of finally, finally learning what having a family means. Of protecting more than yourself. Of becoming more than a criminal man. If becoming a good person. A good brother. Even if the blood washes off, it will always be there, always on him.
A father鈥檚 love is too complicated to put into words. He is old. He is broken. He has failed so, so many times. He is not a good man. Nor a good father. But he is a good killer. And he will always protect. He will always kill and keep killing until all that seek to do them harm is gone. He is the best at what he does, and he would do it all again and again to keep them safe.
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monsieuroverlord 4 months ago
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Thank you to @p-perkeys for all of your wonderful feedback and support! Its so very much appreciated!
Wrote me a lil oneshot that assumes Akihiro survives the events of Hellverine, and Laura's currently living in that condemned building (speculation from the NYX #2 letterless previews)
Summary: After going through hell and back (more literally than he鈥檇 care to admit), Akihiro meets up with his little sister for lunch.
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o-kaythislooksbad 24 days ago
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"you go upstairs or downstairs?"聽
ben stares at the man sitting across from him, dreading where this is going. "upstairs."
"figures. you're of the good ones, ben. someone here," he taps his forehead, "must've made a faustian bargain, 'cause we're due to join banner down there soon."
"when?"
"irrelevant," he shrugs. "how's the phrase go? 'you don't hafta finish the work, but you can't abandon it, neither'? i gotta stay and look out for the little guys 'til my time's done."
ben's head spins. "you quotin' perkei avot t'me?"
"brain and brawn, grimm. y'might be able to help after all."
馃煣 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 馃煪 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 馃煩
for @jewsinfandoms prompt "ticking clock"
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gealach-in-a-misty-world 5 months ago
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@p-perkeys gifted me this absolute treasure of a fanart for my fic Ties that bind 馃ス It's Akihiro and Johnny from chapter 44, one of my favorite scenes to write.
Thank you 馃挌
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clarkesyd 1 year ago
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laura kinney & daken akihiro | MARVEL
if i didn't know better, i'd think you like being cut by my family
for @p-perkeys <3 thank you for all the beautiful art you share with us!
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d-a-mante 7 months ago
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Does anyone have images of the comics pages with Laura in a classroom wearing a jacket over a corset top? I need it for reference reasons. (I could swear I'd saved them, but now I can't find them :( )
@p-perkeys ?
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ajax-lost-in-time 6 months ago
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Hey! I go by Ajax and... I'm not sure what there is to say about me. I literally don't remember anything about myself. I currently work at Perkey's buds, but I'm in dire need of a second job, as well as a place to live. So, if you have an offer for me, hit me up. (I guess I could be your dealer in return? I was told that Perky's is the best weed you can get)
{this is a Hatchetfield OC/roleplay blog. I will update this post with more lore as their story progresses.
This is what Ajax looks like:
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drawn by me aka @spigo-art
#ajax answers for asks and #ajax posting for tumblr posts and #lost in time for any plot posts}
old intro:
Uhm... hello? My name is Ajax I think... I don't remember my last name. Or pretty much anything else. All I remember is pain... and now I'm here...
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hellsbellssinclub 1 month ago
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@p-perkeys
Wires and broken marble. Not wood. But, still, they were not real girls. Not really. Not ever.
Broken, useless, mortal bound clones.
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Daniel Arsham & Hajime Sorayama Sculpture: Holding Hands (2019)
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miss-perkey 9 months ago
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getting my IUD replaced today and im stressing about it. Actually terrified ugh. I just hear so many horror stories, and the original one wasn't great but it was tolerable
but im scared they're going to struggle to find it and get it out. god. My spouse is coming with me as moral support and also to help me argue for better care if they're shitty
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monsieuroverlord 9 months ago
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Flat color update! Now with Bellona, the Beaubier twins, and Kyle!
A big thank you to @p-perkeys for all of the suggestions! I love all of your ideas!
Also, Happy Northstar Coming Out Day!
Alpha Flight #106 was released March 10th, 1992 (32 years ago today!) so the timing worked out perfect!
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miss-perkey 11 months ago
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driving somewhere new today for the first time is having me freaking the fuck out. I went so long without stressing this bad about driving but Im taking my meds for it today ughhh
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hellsbellssinclub 2 months ago
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Snikt siblings feels. Especially Bellona and Gabby after Bell revealed she was the one who killed the town not Laura. The blood of a big sister doing everything and anything to make sure her little sister does not have a monsters attention on her.
And also Akihiro and Laura, during Death of Wolverine. When they first start to trust each other, their willingness to protect each other.
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this hit me like a truck
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