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could u write me 32 + the ivies? love you! - lin
32. You Make My Dreams (Come True) - Hall & Oates What I've got, full stock of thoughts and dreams that scatter And you pull them all together, and how, I can't explain.
It clicks when Logan is assigned as Brigham's pilot.
They haven't seen each other in years but have been in touch during college and flight school, Brigham missing Logan for a few weeks in Pensacola. They exchanged stories about NROTC, exciting ones and funny ones, venting to each other about lectures and professors, and Logan even offered some tips for training.
It's always been fantastic to have someone that gets what he's been going through, experimenting the same hardships as him. And that person knowing you since you were ten? It doesn't get better than that.
But when Logan approaches him, khakis hugging his body in all the right places, shades hiding his eyes and making him look so... hot, Brigham realizes that it could get better. He'd like it to get better.
And ain't that something?
He's always known Logan is attractive, and maybe he had a puppy crush on him back in tenth grade, what with the way he consistently helped to ground Brigham, his teenage self too distracted to focus on schoolwork and extracurricular activities, and how he stood up for what he believed in, and—
"Brigham Lennox," Logan smiles when he's in front of him. "Or should I call you Harvard now?" He lunges forward to bring him into a one-armed hug. "It's good to see you."
Brigham squeezes him back, patting his side. "You too."
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Logan comes up to him at the end of their first day together as a new team.
"Wanna grab a beer? Catch up for a bit, getting to better know each other as pilot and wizzo?"
"Yeah, sure," Brigham smiles. "It's been so long since we went out for drinks."
And that's how Brigham finds himself at the base's favorite bar, waving to Logan when he motions for him from a booth in the far corner. The bar's almost full, yet Brigham could spot Logan a mile away. He's always been like a beacon.
In hindsight, maybe Brigham never truly got over that puppy crush.
"Can't believe you didn't tell me you were being assigned here," Brigham half slurs three rounds later.
"Short notice," Logan shrugs. "You look different from the last time I saw you. FaceTime certainly isn't the same as seeing you face to face."
"It's not. You look way better."
He realizes he said that aloud too late, his mind fuzzy.
Logan clears his throat. "Thanks. You too."
Maybe it's the lighting or wishful thinking, but Brigham is almost sure there's a faint blush on Logan's cheeks as he takes a swing from his bottle.
That makes him feel emboldened, so his half-drunk brain thinks it's the perfect opportunity to ask. "You still single Sunny?"
The blush that's definitely there deepens. "You haven't called me that since we were nineteen." He clears his throat. "But yeah, I am."
Brigham will forever put the blame of his next question on the alcohol. "Wanna change that?"
Logan splutters, almost spilling his beer all over the table. It's cute to see the usually put-together Logan "Yale" Lee so flustered.
"Brig... stop that."
Brigham slides his hand on the table forward until his pinky brushes Logan's. "I'm not joking, Sunny."
Logan stands up suddenly, knocking the table a little. "I should go."
"Logan!" Brigham scrapes up the booth, following after Logan. He catches him just outside the door, turning him to face him. "Logan—"
"No, Brig, you can't just say things like that when I haven't seen you in three years! I'm not—You've never—"
Brigham cups Logan's jaw, fingers brushing the soft, regulation-short hair on the nape of his neck, and tugs him forward to kiss him, effectively shutting him up.
Logan melts into the kiss, clutching the front of Brigham's shirt like a lifeline. The kiss is a little rough yet languid, Brigham pecking Logan's lips once, twice, three times after the initial kiss is over. ""I'd never joke about this, are you convinced yet?"
Logan sighs against his lips, making a shiver run down Brigham's spine. "I remember you vividly saying you weren't ready for any kind of relationship."
Brigham smiles, leaning back enough to look Logan in the eye. "I think I've always been waiting for you."
#my lovely lin!#this got a lil out of hand#hope you like it tho <3#brigham harvard lennox#logan yale lee#the ivies#my beloveds#top gun: maverick#top gun fanfiction#gee writes#askbox
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long way home
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#yuji itadori#megumi fushiguro#itafushi#fushiita#fanart#jjk fanart#jujutsu kaisen fanart#megumi#yuuji#maybe doing bg studies is the activity of choice while waiting fr leaks its so good 2 zone out n not think fr hours#can't stress about canon if you're busy studying window grates and ac units#this ws gonna start as a more train station-y piece#but as i am wont to do i got swept up during my pinterest dive#brought me further and further in2 small town train crossings and i thought they looked so cute#so i am like. puts itfs there :)#i love the idea of them just . meandering whatever quiet town they end up settling down tgt in post-canon#discovering hidden alleys n meeting all the strays holding hands th entire time....#i am manifesting PEACE and TRANQUILITY goddamn it#also i realized after the last domestic itfs series tht my use of red is at an all time low?????? leaning heavy in2 the green/yellow lately#here also . but i like the lil pops of red i included i think it centers them#happy w this!! happy w my me!! as long as i ignore the fact that indoor environments exist maybe backgrounds arent all tht bad :3
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pierced jason: a saga
text under cut bc i feel like my handwriting is messy lol
in the batcave medbay
stephanie: i've only pierced ears before so you can't blame me if i fuck up, jason.
jason: its fine - can't be worse than an exploding building
bruce: jason, remember to take your piercings out before you go on patrol.
jason: fuck you, b! i have a helmet for a reason
bruce: what did i tell you jason?
jason: yeah, yeah. whatever.
arrow pointing to bruce: had the same thing happen to him when he was younger
arrows pointing to jason: had an earring ripped out. angry his dad was right
#the horror of realizing your dad actually says stuff because he knows what hes talking about#jason todd#red hood#bruce wayne#batman#stephanie brown#steph brown#spoiler#batgirl#batfam#dc comics#dc fanart#ash's doodlings#i reallt wanted to draw jason with piercings and it kinda got out of hand.#kinda realized halfway thru that steph and bruce are making the same pose and expression. um. whatever#needed a lil break from the hades art lol
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Prompt 112
Once again, you know who is underutilized in DCxDP crossovers? Battinson. Skrunkly shivering boi. Who we should definitely give children to care for.
Did you know that Jason canonically had a brother named Danny? Well you do now, and it should also be used more.
We all want to give Battinson a robin, so why not give him four for the price of two. He of course gets Dick from the circus- he’s never going to go into public again, this was the first time he’d gone to do something out of his comfort zone for a while and look how that turned out.
And on one of the nights that Dick has to stay home (Alfred insists he must finish his homework if he wants to go out on patrol) Bruce returns to the batmobile to find not one child, but two. Is Danny reincarnated? Just appeared one day? Who knows, but he’s here now and going to protect his little brother.
Bruce might have tears in his eyes when they both hit him in the kneecaps and bolt because even with the armor it still hurts. How he manages to grab both kids he’s not too sure, but he ends up getting them food after they put the tires back. He also doesn’t understand how he’s convinced them into the car but they’ve both conked out and maybe he’s panicking and needs Alfred-
D-Dick why is there another child here? He’s the neighbor, cool cool. W-what do you mean he’s home alone, he’s like, 4?? What do you mean he’s been alone for a week now???
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Alfreeeeed-
#dcxdp#dpxdc#prompts#battinson#Bruce is a skrunkly lil meow meow the kids feel bad about hitting#Danny felt bad the moment he got a taste of the dude's emotions#Selina returning to Gotham covered with cats clinging to her:#Bruce covered with several small children:#“I have a problem with strays”#Alfred is so tired#He comes back from getting groceries for dinner to three new children#all sprawled out on the couch with Dick and Bruce and a movie credits on in the background#they were watching Gray Ghost and eating shredded cheese#Dick a ten year old: Hi there tiny neighbor you are alone and that is bad so come with me please I have snacks#Tim a five year old who has never been taught stranger danger: omg sure Robin#Dick: What#Tim holding his hand: :)#Danny looking at Batman: He gonna cry :(#Jason: No he aint#Danny: You can feel the misery#Danny: It's like kicking a puppy :(#Jason: Shit u right#Both of them looking into the Batmobile now that the door is open: Why is there a box of coloring books and a kid carseat#Omg it's bat themed#There's also a blanket#Why yes it is for long patrols#Also random but I feel like Battinson would be aided by a longer cape#Let battinson become a batblob and disappear into a corner
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I swear I'm drawing things other than malevolent, but the brainrot is strong (never stronger than my need to draw dragons)
#dragons#appropro of nothing#another work doodle that got#wildly out of hand#just felt like posting a lil preview
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isolated merriment 🕸 2024
#I finally got oil colours! having so much fun testing them out when my hands can handle it#ill have a print of this lil guy up once its dry so in like a week lmao im not used to the slow dry speeds#but i like it. like this one i did alla prima which i so prefer to gouache fast drying speed#my affectionate infection୨୧‧₊˚ ⋅#bat#bat art#oil painting#painting#dark aesthetic#gloomy coquette#morute#morbid cute#batkin#vampire#vampirecore#vampirekin#pale aesthetic#dark acadamia#my posts ♡#my art#art#artwork#alla prima
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Hi! Whose your fav in twisted wonderland? Or if you dont have any what characters to you use the most?
(Pssst by the way can you drop your friend code 🥺🥺🥺)
Most of the characters are likable assholes so I don't really have a fav lol If judging solely on design, Ortho's and Leona's outfits are usually great
Dorm Riddle was my first card and I have no regrets, he hits like a truck and is still my most used card
My Player Name is Quess!
#twst#twisted wonderland#riddle rosehearts#leona kingscholar#azul ashengrotto#despite drawing him a lot malleus is not my fav lol hes very funny and fun to draw tho#dorm riddle and rollo are the only cards i pulled for dupes#usually the units the game hands out at the beginning fall off quick in gachas but riddle is the queen#before leona i wouldve said halloween silver cause i got lucky and got 2 of him in the same pull plus double fire plus healing#but i just have more leona cards that are versatile and his dorm is also amazing#azul is such a guy i want to put him into situations bless the author for drawing him like that in the manga iykyk#but yeah he's 100% there for riddle#tbh i dont know why i rolled for rollo this hard but i did and he truly has the powers of god and anime on his side#im noticing i have way too many fire units lol#i just realized i placed leona in the number 2 spot lmao F#lil' doots
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fancy pibble having a big think
#rain world#five pebbles#rw five pebbles#rw iterator#note: the complex blue patterns on him are equippable skins#he's got a file full of them and he can just load one on his artificial skin whenever he likes#suns makes them by 'drawing' them on him with a special pen and then pibbles just saves them to file#also pibbles aint got hair thats just a lil feather mane like suns wears#the funny little hairs coming out of his hand are neural filaments from his palm port#assembly#3sig+#assembly art#my art
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i just think katsuki is a very pinch their nose, tug on their ear, squish their cheeks, grab their whole face in his hand, hold them upside down by the ankles, put them in a headlock kind of dad.
#and the whole time he's listening to you talk about your day with a straight facr#*face#they're screaming and giggling and having a ball and he's just so casually got his child in a headlock#has their hands in one of his own and is tickling their lil pits#totally straight faced#and he's always doing it to them#even when they're older and in their teens he still tugs on his daughter's ponytail and she gets all DAD STOP#or he walks past your son and flicks him in the ear#wraps and arm around his neck until he can get out LOL#he's a BULLY !!!#he'll always be a BULLY !!!!#and then when he does it to you—they're both climbing all over him to get him off 🥺#katsuki wrestles you onto the couch and your lil knight in shining arm son charges him and climbs on his back and yells#LET GO OF MY MOMMY !!#and whacks him in the ear LOL#WAAAHHH#cw children#✿ thoughts: bakugou#✿ theme: dad bakugou
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Urge for evil
tw disturbing imagery (?)
transcript n russian version under the cut
But what if my urge for evil
Will become a little stronger?
If you loaded the gun
Than it's already too late
But what is mu urge for evil
Will become a little stronger?
those are changed a bit lyrics from - Electroforez - Zlo (Evil) gagshfh i love this song so much go listennnnn!!!! this is like the second chorus w/o one line and with a line from third ??? idk i was doing it from memory and it appears i have really bad memory
also there are fully translated lyrics on google so you can read it to understand but ye
guuuUUUUYYYYSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS AGHFSHHA IM FINISHED it eas actually so fast it took like 2-3 hours ob drawing thw silly n rendering plus like 20 mins on posing and 2 days of rolling the idea around in my head
now in russian
#im spreading russian music out there#tbh i prefer ru version of this more just because lettering got cool#can you tell that i like drawing hands? [abt the first pic]#i asked my friend this and she said “i can tell that you like drawing kinito”#and like. girl. nobody even doubted that. now answer my question.#also about the first pic. lil guy just tries to be scary. pretend he can do more than one scary face (w\o mouth) plz#btw sorry for shitty handwriting but i think it is the vibe so you are stuck with it#kinitopet#kinito pet#kinito fanart#kinito the axolotl#kinitopet fanart#kinito 3d model#prosto cup of art
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Aziraphale and Crowley plan a vacation free of miracles, just for the heck of it. Just to do it the way humans do. Maybe it's fun! Maybe they will have a grand old time! Who knows?
It all starts with packing.
Aziraphale is the very first to regret this idea as soon as he opens his bag on top of the bed, ready to pack. They can only take so many bags because they are going on the Bentley, and no miracles means no calling books through space with a single snap of his fingers. So...one bag is not enough, surely.
"Oh, but it is, angel. Max one bag for clothes and one bag for books, nothing more."
"But Crowley, that's absurd! We'll be in Scotland for 2 weeks! Am I supposed to take, what? 5 books? And how am I supposed to choose?"
"This 'no miracles' trip was your idea. Now deal with it."
Aziraphale deals with it, but not without a lot of complaining and making a list of pros and cons of taking every single one of his favorite books. He ends up with a bag full of them and a couple more in the clothes bag.
This is to say that Crowley doesn't have an easier time. No miracles means no miracling his own clothes, so he's got to actually pack something. And he likes most of his clothes. And you never know what type of events will be around. A restaurant? A play? He needs outfits. Good outfits. And a toothbrush. And shampoo and conditioner, cause he refuses to use the ones from the hotel. And hair gel! Cause no miracles also means no miracling his hair into being in shape...doing his hair every morning will be an absolute pain in the arse, but he can endure it. Yet, when he goes to close his bag...it's too full. Taking two bags of clothes would be ridiculous, so he lays his hand on the bag and pushes down, trying to run the zipper. Nothing happens. He sighs and sits on the bag, pulling the zipper once again, and it runs for a couple of millimeters.
"Angel, give me a hand, will you?"
"With what, dear?"
"I'll sit on the bag and also push it down with my hands and you will try to close the zipper." He opens his legs so Aziraphale can access the bag's zipper and he jumps once on his bag, pushing down with his hands.
Aziraphale almost breaks the bloody zipper, but it does indeed close.
With the bags in the Bentley and both seated on their usual positions, Crowley lays his hands on the steering wheel, but doesnt start the car just yet, instead looking ahead.
"Everything alright?"
"...does 'no miracles' mean I can't keep the tank of the Bentley full?"
"I suppose."
"Aziraphale, I haven't gone to a gas station since I got the bloody James Bond stickers!"
"And when was that?"
"Many, many decades ago."
"Oh well, I'm sure getting fuel in a car isn't that difficult. It mustn't have changed since back then."
"Are you sure we can't make an exception?"
"Quite."
"...is this because of the books?"
"Mmh."
Crowley groans and goes to start the car, but he stops short of the ignition.
"Are you...keeping the Bentley whole with miracles? Is that the new problem, my dear?"
"No." He looks up at the angel. "I have to buy a phone charger."
"Whatever for?"
"Because I keep my phone charged with miracles, angel! And I have absolutely zero idea where the original charger is! I never used it! With a bit of luck its still somewhere in Mayfair."
"Oh well, we will stop at a phone shop then. Easy fix."
The demon takes a deep breath, and off they go, on their road trip to Scotland at very not legal speeds - not for lack of complaining on the angel's side, mind you.
When they get to Edinburgh, they quickly find their hotel and go up to their room. Both take showers and, hell, it's still mid afternoon, so they go for a stroll around.
At about dinner time, Crowley quickly googles restaurants nearby and finds one named "Angels with Bagpipes". As soon as he sees it, he stops scrolling. It's somewhat modern and certainly different from the Ritz, but, Satan, look at that name! They just couldn't not go.
"You're joking, certainly." Aziraphale looks over his shoulder. "Look at that other one! Rhubarb. It looks so much more-"
"Posh?"
The angel eyes him side ways.
"I was going to say classy. Romantic."
Crowley snorts.
"Oh this is a romantic vacation, is it?"
"No!" He slaps his arm. "I mean-! Yes! Just-" He runs a hand down his face while Crowley keeps laughing. "Oh, hush. I'm just saying that one looks way more up our alley. That one is too modern."
"I'm down with modern. Big fan of modern, me."
"Oh, believe me, my dear, I'm extremely aware, but-"
"And! For a restaurant as posh as that I bet we need reservations. And you know what we don't have?" Crowley wiggles his fingers. "Reservations. Or miracles to get said reservations."
Aziraphale rolls his eyes, trying to suppress an exasperated sigh. Crowley was ridiculous. How in all the heavens did he put up with him through all these years will forever be a mystery.
"Alright. Let's go to the other one."
Crowley smiles, victorious, and offers him his arm, which Aziraphale promptly takes.
"An angel and a demon walk into a restaurant named 'Angels with Bagpipes'-"
"Crowley!"
And off they go, down the streets of Edinburgh. They have dinner and Aziraphale only complains until the food is served. Afterwards he appears quite content to stuff his face with appetizers and whatnot all while under the watchful eye of Crowley that keeps sipping his wine silently, one elbow on the table, while under said table his leg pushes against Aziraphale's.
"Do behave yourself, will you?"
"I'm sure I have no idea what you mean, angel." He uses his foot to slightly slide up Aziraphale's leg.
"We are in public."
"Your point?"
Aziraphale closes his legs, trapping Crowley's foot in between them.
"That's my point."
Crowley pouts, pulling his leg away.
"Boring, you are."
The meal proceeds with little to no incidents. Just the usual: Aziraphale utterly enjoying his food and Crowley watching him as he is enraptured by the flavors and its, honest to Satan, impossible to look away. Not to mention the satisfied wiggles. And the moans. It can pass 6000 more years, but Crowley will never ever get used to those.
"Angel."
"Yes, my dear?"
"Do you have money?" Aziraphale suddenly drops his fork and looks up at Crowley, mouth hanging open. "Thought so."
"Heavens, what are we going to do? We can surely miracle it, right? This is an emergency."
"Nop. You didn't let me miracle the fuel so no miracling the money either."
"You paid for the fuel."
"My last pounds, yes."
The angel's eyes widen quite comically.
"You must be joking."
"No. No joke. Last bills in my wallet." He sloshes the wine inside his glass, leaning closer towards Aziraphale. "And I bet this is all quite the price too. What do we do, Aziraphale? Leave by the back like criminals?"
"There's no back and we are not criminals! We need to miracle the money!"
"That's against the rules." He points at the angel, raising an eyebrow over his sunglasses. "Your rules, might I add."
"No-! Crowley!" He also leans closer to the demon and whispers. "We need to do it. We are not criminals."
"I'm a demon. I guess I can be considered a criminal at some extent."
"You're being ridiculous."
"I'm playing by the rules."
"You're insufferable."
"And yet you still love me."
Aziraphale sighs and closes his eyes, trying to think about a solution, when he hears footsteps approaching.
"Have you finished your dessert, sirs?" The waiter asks, stopping right in front of the table.
"We have." Crowley is quick to answer, and Aziraphale kicks him under the table. He was not done yet, and he needed more time to think about a solution!
"Are you ready to pay?"
Crowley looks at Aziraphale, very serious, and Aziraphale can feel the sweat accumulating on his hands. Oh lord, they had no money. And they just ate a 3 course meal. I mean, Aziraphale ate. Crowley mostly dabbled on the soup and spent the rest of the meal drinking. Drinking quite old and expensive red wine, at that.
Aziraphale looks at Crowley, then at the waiter - who is smiling very politely at them - and then back at the demon. Crowley raises his eyebrow again while Aziraphale starts to shake. He was about to pop when Crowley snorts and reaches for his wallet, pulling a black card and handing it to the waiter, who accepts it and walks away. Aziraphale gasps.
"You had money!"
"Technically no. I had a card."
"A card with money!"
"I never said I didn't have a card. I said I didn't have bills. Physical money. I did use my last bills at the station."
Aziraphale kicks him under the table again, and Crowley can't hold it anymore and starts laughing as controlled as he can.
"Oh, I hate you, you fiend!"
"You've been telling yourself that for 6000 years and you're yet to believe it." The waiter returns with the card and leaves just as fast. "Shall we go back?"
"Yes. But I won't forgive you for this."
"Ah, yes. You. The one that throws 'I forgive yous' through the wind."
"Crowley!"
"Joking. I'm joking." He gets up and Aziraphale follows him. When they get through the door, Crowley offers him his arm once again and leans in closer. A whisper just Aziraphale could hear. "I have my methods to make you forgive me. Just let us get to the hotel, angel."
Alas, the day was not ready to give them a break. On their way to the hotel, it suddenly started raining heavily, soaking both of them to the bone.
"I don't believe this!"
"A little miracle would come in handy right about now, eh?" Aziraphale sighs and snaps his fingers, summoning a tartan umbrella to his hand, which he promptly opens, covering both of them. "Angel!"
"Hush. We can start over tomorrow. Now, let's go." He grabs Crowley by the arm and starts pulling him.
"What's the rush? It's not like we can get sick."
"Someone promised me something when we got to our hotel room." The angel looks over his shoulder to the demon for a second, still walking up the street.
Crowley smiles.
"And you just have to run to find out whatever it is."
"Color me curious."
They did get to the hotel quite fast, and the first thing they did was peel away from their drenched clothes and jump in the shower. Whatever happened in there is between the angel, the demon, and the white tiles on the wall.
#once again supposed to be a small lil thing but got out of my hand#crowley just had to tease Aziraphale he wasnt having it any other way#good omens#crowley#aziraphale#ineffable husbands#aziracrow#anthony j crowley#good omens fanfic#good omens fanfiction
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They're so silly and I love them
#my art#trolls#dreamworks trolls#trolls 3#broppy#trolls branch#trolls poppy#i love these guys so much#technically#i shouldnt have drawn them#but i took a break from tumblr for a bit#and i wanted to gets something out now that im back BUT#i hurt my hand at work#cuz im a lil bit stupid#its my drawig hand#i think i hit a nerve and i know i cut my hand open#so my fingers and wrist are sore#and the cut on my hand burns with the force of a thousand suns when i do anything#dw ill still share art#cuz ive got a thousand stuff waiting to be posted still#BUT#cant make anything new#or like work on big stuff#i have an ask ive been meaning to answer with a drawing#i need to rescript it#the response i mean#i want it to be a drawing#so ye#but enjoy the broppy#i love them
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something something savior complex and the inherently homoerotic subtext of sharing another consciousness
please do not use my art without permission!
#I'm about to find out if this is too spicy for tumblr#anyway I decided to just crop this and not finish it. I was struggling with eddie's hand holding up flash's leg in a way that looked right#but!! anyway I love the way I drew venom here. lil silly while they've got their goo all over their husbands#pls not the lil heart shaped goo swirls#symbiot3#venom/flash/eddie#flashbrock#flash thompson x eddie brock#venom fanart#symbiot3 fanart#venom#venom symbiote#flash thompson#eddie brock#my art#spectrecowboy art#digital art#digital drawing#venom comics#symbrock
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doing it scared!! (birthday self portrait)
#okay to rb<3 (someone asked)#lil story i use a pretty old ipad i got second hand when i was 20 that was already 3 years in use by the time i got it#and it has been slowing down recently but thanks to commisions and birthday money i could afford a new one#i got a newer second hand one but the delivery kept getting delayed so i decided to start and finish this on my old ipad to commemorate it#it took over a week because my ipad kept crashing or just wouldnt work ect but i was determined we were gonna see this piece through#and we did it! and u know what then happened? within the hour of me finishing this i got the tracking notification for my new one#the universe was waiting this out w me. goodbye old friend#u can sleep now#digital art#art#digital drawing#artists on tumblr#illustration#digital aritst#artist#omatoxin#portrait#self portrait#my birthday
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a little morning hello from mr luffy himself ! happy friday friendz ! a few more hours and we will be at the weekend 🙂↕️ what a week it’s been ! i think we all deserve a little treat for getting though it hehe be gentle to yourself today and have a great one <3
#idk if i’ve posted him since i got him .. obi was too busy being a meme queen#and lowkey gets jealous whenever i try to take a pic of lulu ( there’s like 6 other pics in this shoot that obi just sat in front of him )#but here’s sweet lulu lemon drop !#i was calling him something else since i got him but lulu just fits too well#this little dude is a fiend and i love him#the luffy energy is off the charts and i have my hands full 🙂↕️#i can’t even eat in peace anymore smh …#so it’s oberon (obi) : king of the fairies and luffy (lulu) : king of the pirates#they’re the silliest lil guys#must get the little dude a straw hat . stay tuned#anyway ! !#i think i’m going to edit my virgin kuroo fic today & then catch up on reading some fics a lil later ^_^#hope everyone is doing well <3#sending out my love !!!#and the kitties are too :3#₊˚⊹ ᰔ xoxo aims#ヾ( ˃ᴗ˂ )◞ — ✩ daily yap.
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I love my sweet boys that I made up completely in my head
#dimentio#count bleck#super paper mario#spm#these little guys i've named them Count Rose and Pinkie#why pinkie? umm i made him a lil too pink and didnt feel like changing it xd#dimentio would be PISSED to know i've named him fucking. pinkie. of all names i coulda gave him#the whole bleck gang ive made into plants but im not brave enough to draw the rest of them lmao#i had made nastasia into lil blue flowers but i fucked her up so bad i aint wanna show it xd gotta redo her#she prolly hiding behind that rock or smfn#o'chunks was gunna be some random red flower but i figured he'd be one of those big red trees instead#SPENT FOREVER ON THESE BTW#both of them had outlines but i spent so long un-outlining count rose that i didnt feel like doing dimentio lmao#maybe some day dimentio too will get no outline privileges#dey both have hands but was i gunna draw dems? HA. NO#mimi prolly is a flytrap of some kind and mr. l is likely a clover 🍀#i love my lotus and rose boy 🫴❤️#spent like 3 hours figuring out rock textures and eventually settled on something ''''simple''''#dimentio also probably plays with the lil fishies in his pond#lore: timpani started as a flower but then turned into a big ass butterfly. now Count Rose got that big butterfly babe#if you draw any of the little guys i will kiss you a million times#alsoalso dont look too closely at the rocks behind dimentio in the 2nd image i got lazy
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