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Let's build Tumblr-Mon

Help me make a definitely-not-a-Neo/Yugi/Digi/Poké/Food/Meda/mon.

[evilweasel-cosplay]

THE TUMBLR LIVE ICON IS FINALLY GONE FROM MY PAGE

[killerpancakeburger]

Jealousy headcanons

🧼 & 💀

I also have scenarios partially based on those hcs incoming ☆

Tags: Price'sAssistant!Reader, fluff, protectiveness, possessiveness (but wholesome).

SOAP:

Was actually working on asking you out. Needs it to be perfect. Getting maniac about it.

Outraged when another guy makes a move first. Especially one that mediocre. Although if he was honest, he doesn't think a single dude on base is worthy of you. Yes even himself

So petty. Will hold a grudge forever. You'll have all but forgotten about it, but not him. Oh no. He mentally branded his rival for life. Dude is in his sights. He won't do anything that would put the other's life at risk, but make his life suck? Easy peasy. Will back down when the other back down. ...For now.

Will switch your jacket with his. Yes it's childish, so what? Only when Gaz mentions that if you two are dating in secret, you’re not being very discreet, and once you’re done choking on your drink, you learn that there's MACTAVISH written in big bold letters on your back. (Didnt notice cos you have the same type of jacket as em in the same size since they didnt have one in your own)

Very vocal and agitated about his distaste and resentment. Rants with hand gestures, forever if you don't stop him. Accent and slang getting more and more scottish as he goes.

“Ain't you all sunshines and rainbows today!” you tease him, a bit overwhelmed by his fervor, and by how personally he's taking this. You assume it's a TF141 thing - they've always been protective of you since you're the civilian of the team and the least experimented, even acting as buffer between you and other soldiers. You’re their assistant, their teammate, and no one else's.

Unbeknown to you, your wannabe suitor had boasted about the move he made on you to other soldiers. To make himself look good, and to get some kind of reassurance. The minute Soap heard mention of your name, he couldn’t help but join the group to listen in.

Galvanized by the feedbacks of his mates, the guy gets bolder in his remarks. Johnny will never report to you what he heard - it would only hurt you. When he calls out to the man, the private still doesn't realize his mistake. He replies to the sergeant with enthusiasm, thinking he's here to join the locker talk.

To think that guy dared to think Soap was on his side - would sympathize -, simply because of some implicit bro code. He was boiling until now, but that was what made him snap.

Before he could even think about it, he already had knocked the private on his ass with one punch. The altercation was broken up before he could do more.

He's itching for a fight, but he'll settle for a punching bag. Unless the guy intimidated you, or made you uncomfortable in any way. Then he's already leaving the room after you’re done telling him about it, and if you stop him, he tries to convince you it's for the best. Letting him deal his own brand of justice. It's kind of his specialty, after all.

Either you give in, and you two talk again afterwards, or you resist, despite his arguments turning into supplications. In both cases you end up asking the one burning question: "Why does this bother you so much?"

He suddenly looks like a child caught red-handed with his hand in the cookie jar. Avoiding your gaze. Grumbling to himself. You have to insist for him to make his speech audible again. Replies with another question. "Why wouldn’t it?"

You sigh, cross your arms. "You know what I mean. I never saw you so fired up over something that wasn’t work-related." You eventually manage to extract a confession from him.

"He... he's not your type." More grumbling. You raise your eyebrows in disbelief, before a smirk stretches your lips. "Oh? And what is my type, Sergeant?"

He looks almost pained for a second, and you feel guilty, even though you don't know what for. Then his expression changes, to one that reminds you of a condemned man in front of the gallows - a blend of resignation and resolve. He wraps his arms around you and hides his face in the crook of your neck. "Don't tease me, Bonnie." Before you can comfort him, moved but still confused, he adds: "Or I won't be able to hold back anymore."

You try to remove from his spot, but his embrace prevents you from backing down and his head doesn't budge. "Johnny... look at me. Tell me what's wrong. Let me help. Please?"

He finally meets your gaze, forehead almost touching yours. He looks more vulnerable than you've ever seen. "Go out with me?" Before you can answer, he adds: "I'll be so, so good to ye, swear it. Hell, ye've got me wrapped 'round yer finger already."

GHOST:

In denial about his feelings for you. Doesn't stop him from feeling super possessive though.

Two words: starring problem. Whether it's menacingly at the other guy, or at you, to make his disapproval known, just in case the absurd idea to accept his advances happened to cross your mind.

You're way too good for that bloke who doesn't even have the balls to face you himself (he left a note on your desk). Who the bloody hell does he think he is?

If the guy happened to scare you or coerce you in any way, he's done for. Gone. You'll never know what Ghost did, but you never saw the dude again. And when you ask around, no one seems to understand who you’re refering to...

If he's not starring at you from afar, he's with you, magically appearing at random times of the day.

When you ask him for explainations about his behaviour, he grumbles that he knows about the private's confession, and how that bloody wanker is obviously beneath you, and that you could find so much better.

You never planned to accept the other guy's advances anyway, but you’re terribly intrigued by Ghost's unusual behavior. He brags about his own skill here and there, but doesn't waste time ranting about others' lack thereof.

"I don't know about 'much better'", you argue, only half-serious. The men who've approached you can be counted on the fingers of one hand, and none of them was... adequate. But you don't really want to talk about it with your tall and dark lieutenant, a man that manages to intimate you as much as he charms you.

The sentence barely left your lips that the creaking of his chair makes you look up, and you can read something akin to "you can’t be serious" in his eyes before he stops in front of your desk. "Simon?" you call out, confused, but instead of answering, he cradles your face with one hand, the other lifting his mask halfway.

"Bite me if you don't want this" is the only warning you get before his mouth meets yours. You keep your teeth to yourself. He overwhelms you completely with just one kiss. When he releases you, you need a moment to pull yourself together.

"How's that for much better?"

[helenetart]

I wanted to try painting a Rathalos from Monster Hunter. I'm unsure if I tried painting one in the past, but I feel like this one helped me learn a lot with layering watercolors. This painting ended up being many many layers of trusting the process, which I feel helped me understand a bit more about my approach to layers with watercolors. I still have plenty to learn, but I feel happy seeing some improvement.

I think he turned out better than the Lavasioth, and I'll probably end up painting more.

Daniel Smith/Mijello Mission Gold watercolors Prismacolor Pencils Cold press watercolor paper 140lb, approx 5x7* (I think, though the paper weight might be different.)

[pathojon]

[rookeryyy]

i adore this disaster cat :) so much. YAHOO! absol be upon ye

[amelizscribbles]

Everyone relax, he's just taking a nap with mon-chan.

Shhhhhhhh

[zuccnini]

Iron thorns just sitting there. 

[jaypgartifacts]

made up a guy

[sneksnack]

Nothing like your first Monster Hunter quest!

Here's to 20 years of Monster Hunter! ⚔️🐲

[pollyannawog]

Digimon Pride Designs! 2024 Edition

Howdy folks, remember that post I made a little while back about remaking my old digimon pride art and turning them into stickers? Well, I did! And if you would like to buy the designs on something, check out the redbubble link below!

Do you have a favorite? Let me know!

[almondcroissantsandink]

l'adorazione di Morticia Addams

[midnight-melancholiaaa]

mon mothma x recent excerpts from my twitter feed

someone save this woman from emails.

[moncoeurestatoimonamour]

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[mewtwoandme]

I was showing my friend your account, but now they won't stop talking about how 'attractive' they find Jericho and ect. How do you feel about that?

I mean...

Yeah no...I can't imagine why they think that, crazy XD

[helenetart]

One of my favorite monsters from the first Monster Hunter game I ever played, Monster Hunter Tri. Fighting this critter was certainly an interesting time. I think I only ever fought this variant, though I know now that more exist, and I might paint them too.

I plan to try tackling this critter in a painting again sometime, as I found an older attempt I'd made a few years ago, and could see some big improvements. I also just found it an interesting subject. It'll be interesting if I can improve my electric textures around the critter and on its spines.

Daniel Smith/Mijello Mission Gold watercolors Prismacolor Pencils Windsor and Newton Designer's Gouache White Cold press watercolor paper 140lb, approx 5x7* (I think, though the paper weight might be different.)