#they just wanna be friends

[cakepoppresent]

Who's The New Kid?

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Xavier: You missed me?

Wayne: Yes! I thought we were gonna be in school on the first day together

Xavier: hahaha I only missed 2 days! I'm here now

Wayne: Why were you late anyways

Xavier: My mom got me a quick job I had to finish. The timings overlapped but I begged my mom to let me do it

Wayne: What was the work for? Are you going to be on TV?

Xavier: It was for Vans! My billboard should be up in a few weeks. At least that's why my mom said

Wayne: It was so boring without you. The Kids here aren't as fun as you

Xavier: I doubt that there must be cooler kids here than me

Wayne: No! I mean it! They are all so boring. They don't joke around like you do

Xavier: hahaha you're right. I'm really one-of-a-kind

Xavier: Well you don't have to worry I'm here now! My mom said no more work until winter break

Wayne: Really?

Xavier: Yeah! So we can hang out at my place and play video games after school

Wayne: What about our homework

Xaiver: Come on dude! Why bring up something so boring? We'll do it after we play videos, my bother got 2k24

Wayne: But I've always sucked at video games. I don't think I'll be fun to play with

Xavier: Don't worry I'll teach you

Xavier: Forget about all that other stuff. Are we all in the same classes this year?

Wayne: Yes! I asked my dad to make sure it happened

Xavier: That's great! We've been a team all summers it would suck if we got split up

Wayne: I told my dad if he didn't do it I would never talk to him again

Wayne: He looked so scared then my mom told him to stop acting like a baby

Xavier: I wished my dad was like that! He could be so stern! I'm only here because my mom said yes. If not I would be back in Windenburg

Wayne: I'm happy she said yes! I think I would die of boredom without you

Carter: Whose the new kid beside Wayne?

Izan: That's Xavier Reeves. His mom is that famous actress married to some rich dude. My dad told me but I forgot. He said we should try and be friends with him

Carter: What the hell? When did the new kid get so close to Wayne?

Izan: I don't know but XAviers social bunny is public and I think they spent the summer together in The Bay

Carter: That's so unfair! We've been trying to be friends with Wayne since forever!

Carter: Hmm..Let's try talking to Wayne again. Maybe he'll be less uptight

Izan: I dunno Wayne is kinda sensitive. What if we spook him again?

Carter: If he can be friends with some no-name loser. I'm sure he won't mind us trying to be friends either!

Izan: I dunno man but if you say so. I just wanna be friends with Wanye...he's cute

[spitblaze]

I don't see people gas up gnc and butch transfems nearly enough, can we get a fuckin round of applause for gnc and butch transfems

[oars]

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Vanny and Michael if they met as teens

[adobe-outdesign]

"why don't super-intelligent Pokemon like Metagross and Alakazam just take over humanity if they're smarter than us" imagine that a random primate gave you free housing, food, and medical care for the rest of your life for literally no reason other than they want to be friends with you and I think you'll understand

[cornflakesdoesart]

Dust kitties :)

[ID: fist image: a digital drawing of a black fur ball with tiny triangular legs, triangle kitty ears, one cat eye in the middle of it’s face and a small tail.

second image: the same creature as described before drawn with pencil, there are five of them, in the upper left corner it is yawning, showing off the sharp cat teeth it has, in the upper right corner it is looking up, looking interested, in the middle it has a “smiling” eye, lower left corner it’s playing with a yarn ball, pupil dilated, lower right corner it is sleeping, curled up, eye closed. end of ID]

[lrndvs]

If you're a motorcyclist in LA and you heard barking, that was me, sorry, it will happen again.

[christadeguchi]

j… jesus oppa ;____;

[time-woods]

so i finally watched good omens after years of putting it off. . .

this is how i cope with most things

[obscuretobyfox]

Wanted to reiterate this from my Twitter account. Luckily the Deltarune community on Tumblr seems... sliiightly more sane then the ones on Twitter..

[kabumisun]

plethoras of random stuff ive drawn before i fully commit to unuversiyty

[stil-lindigo]

the machine.

a comic about being a 'creator' online.

creative notes:

[postpendulum]

Damian's new classmate was what most people would deem as strange, Damian however could not see him as anything other than suspicious. Daniel Knight had joined in the midst of the school year, claiming to have moved here with his father Fredric Knight (first area of suspicion, a parent willingly moving both them and their child to Gotham) for a new start following his fathers divorce. The boy was reclusive when not spoken to directly, however he would not stop talking when a topic of his interest would come up. After searching further into his past (as he does with all his classmates) Damian found a relatively normal past, the only outstanding things being a noticeable drop in grades at the beginnings of freshman year relating to an undisclosed accident resulting in lichtenberg scarring starting from Daniels palm, and presumably up his arm being hidden by his sleeve. Apparently this accident left Daniel with irregular tremors and, every once in a blue moon, seizures. Damian had thought about taking this suspicious blockage of information to Tim or the Bat Computer to be bypassed, however the idea of sharing Daniel this cases existence with the rest of his family for some unexplained reason bothered him greatly, so Damian has come to the decision to figure out Knight’s true intentions on his own.

Meanwhile Danny’s just trying to live his new, semi-normal life in peace. After a reveal gone wrong results in some good old vivisection, Jazz Sam and Tucker recruit the help of Clockwork to find Danny a new home, where he can heal from both the physical and mental wounds. Clockwork ends up dumping Danny into the DC universe alongside Fright Knight, who was insistent on going with him, feeling responsible in helping to protect his young prince now since he feels he failed the first time. So with a bit of spacetime razzle dazzle, Tucker messing with stuff he probably shouldn't have messed with and a very tearful goodbye with promises to check in every day, Danny goes off to start his new life as Daniel Knight. It was going ok so far, he took half the year to himself, focusing on healing. Also so Frighty could adjust to the whole pretending to be human thing. Danny doesn't have any friends yet, and to be honest hasn't made the effort to make any (Jazz would be disappointed if she knew that), but there's this one boy in Danny's class who might be even weirder than him. Danny can feel Damian's eyes on him, knows how he follows him around without a sound (Danny really shouldn't be able to tell, he only knows because he isn't fully human(and in a weird way, Danny thinks that's kinda cool)), and whenever they do make eye contact Danny can see and feel the boy fluster and shy away.

Maybe he just needs a friend too.

[my-darling-boy]

So a very unique purchase I made during hiatus… a pair of antique prosthetic arms I basically saved from being sold as lamps?? They were most likely made between 1900-1930, though one professor I reached out to says they might specifically be WWI era or thereabouts which is grand cos I’ve been getting very into WWI medicine, specifically prosthetics and plastic surgery, these past two years. Definitely a great addition to my collection regardless! They are two left arms produced for two different people but by the same maker in France and came with a swivel joint and hook, ring, and brush attachments.

[monabinges]

"ill start tomorrow" bitch you said that 6 months ago, look at you still

[starry-bi-sky]

"Uhp-uhp-bup-bup." Danny says loudly, cutting off the crime lord bleeding all over his living room. He presses a finger to his lips, despite knowing that Red couldn't see it, and stifles his rage behind a playful smile.

He's lucky he's facing the kitchen, his back turned to Hood. He can see the fury green of his eyes reflecting back at him in the chrome of the sink, he's threatening to crush the rag in his hands. His vision is futzing out in the corners of eyes.

"We don't speak the 'J' name in this household." He says in almost a sing-song, because if he doesn't, then the Gotham oil sitting, boiling, behind his teeth and coating his tongue will spittle out and Danny's already haunting his apartment just by his mere presence. He doesn't want to haunt it more.

He can hear the whine of the lightbulbs, threatening to burst like a popped balloon. He turns the water off and and rings the rag out tighter than he perhaps should.

"You don't like the clown?" Hood asks him, and Danny's not sure if he's mocking him for it. There's a knowing lilt in his voice that throws back Danny to their first meeting on that balcony. If he were anyone else, Danny might've just punched him.

His heel turns sharply towards him, a tight smile on his face and an even tighter look around his eyes. At least he knows that the green has faded because the pounding behind his eyes are gone, his grief-born, death-made rage sizzling back beneath his veins. "I think you already know why, Ridin' Hood."

A grief like this don't stay buried, after all.