#with less grump

[strawberri-draws]

shuichi posting

[bluuscreen]

gonna tell my future niece/nephew that this was the shape of water

[caffeiiine]

kiyo redesign i finished last night be upon ye!!!!!!

[closeups + extras under the cut like usual <3]

[also small note: the left hand scarring hc comes from @/kijimha + his kiyo blog @/korkshinguji !!!]

i had two drafts for this fun fact :3

[draft 1 -> final design]

also total time bc i think it’s cool

[starlightseer]

Summary:

Archie tries to jog Maxie's memory regarding his favorite album of all time.

This one is for you, @teamxdark

[bigtreefest]

who do you picture welcoming you home with a big comforting casserole? 🥺 not lloyd probably but maybe he was a good ol midwestern boy before he went full psycho

Brandy bean! Thank you for this ask! I love fantasizing about a domestic life that I won’t see for a long time😅

I also love the thought of Lloyd being a midwestern boy who absolutely had to get outta there, bc same, bestie. I wanna go back near a cost with my northeastern-accented kinfolk, ya feel me? Yeah, Lloyd would.

Anyway, back to casseroles. I think a few different babes would cook casseroles for different reasons.

Ransom: When you first got together, you insisted there were several life skills he needed to develop for himself: washing laundry, changing a tire, and most importantly, cooking. It didn’t have to be anything fancy, just survivable and edible. When he found out that you could make a decent meal just by dumping a bunch of things in a dish and setting them in the oven for nearly an hour to forget while they cooked, this was essentially the only option for him. Why put in all the extra effort to make separate entrees and side dishes when this minimal effort creates something almost as good?🤷🏻‍♂️<- peep blue sweater Ran

Steve: he not only views food as sustenance, but as a vessel for memories and moods. He knows how cozy a warm meal can be, especially on a rainy or rough day. It might not be the healthiest, but it requires such little brain power to both make and consume, that it’s perfect. The two of you can sit on a couch with your bowls, sitting close wearing sweats, and just put most of your focus on each other. 🥰

Jake: His mom sent him a recipe on Facebook, thinking it was weird and ridiculous, but Jake actually thought it looked really good. He loves trying new things in the kitchen when he has the time. And for some reason, that flavor combination really caught his interest, so that’ll be your surprise dinner tonight.

Andy: He literally doesn’t know how to do much else cooking-wise besides grilling a steak, so this is the comfort zone where he thrives. One. Singular. Casserole. “Because it’s good. What else could you want?” Like, yes, nice gesture, but like, you definitely get a little sick of it, leading the two of you getting cooking classes (95% for his sake)

Ari: I…don’t think he’ll want to make a casserole. You need comfort food? He’s got either a nice meal done, or he’s ordering in. Whatever you want, not casserole dish slop (he insists that statement isn’t meant to be rude). Perhaps if you really want it, he’ll heat up the casserole in the freezer that your mom left behind the last time you visited.

[sysig]

He’ll try, anyway (Patreon)

[doeeyesbergara]

Arin hanson literally wants to have sex with Dan avidan so bad

[flamingbluepanda]

I've been on a game grumps kick lately and man. How did we all miss that arin was bi he talks about dicks a WHOLE bunch

[just-rhys-things]

Blorbo Posting Hours!

Revamped my HeroForge models of my OCs Tes and Rol~

Been trying to get better at drawing them too, and that's. Going. 🤡🙌🌈😊

Lil Infodump Below~ 😗

Name: Tes Tenebræ

Age: Early-to-Mid 30s(???)

Pronouns: They/Them

Sexuality: Aromantic Asexual

Brief About: Raised by wolves and later disowned by their wolf family. Energetic, loud, and generally Too MuchTM for most of the population to handle. Moves around constantly doing odd jobs to clothe themself and feed them and their two remaining wolf brothers, who they call Torch and Ains. Insanely physically affectionate, warm, and loving, but welcomes you to try to fight them anyway — they can and will bite. Would give their last sandwich to you without a second thought if you're hungry. Much smarter than they act.

Name: Rol [Redacted]

Age: Mid 50s, Potentially Ageless Skeleton

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Brief About: Bitter old lady who just wants to be left to #girlrot. Wanted for several crimes but was presumed dead decades ago — they were half-right. Refuses to wear her skin, even for guests. Thinks plants are much better than people and twice as useful. Touching her rewards you a free nap in a body bag. Brilliant and powerful sorceress unprepared for engaging freak opponents who eat the pieces when she's not looking.

~Free Bonus Doodles~

[luv-again]

my mum singing jingle bells downstairs :

my immediate visceral reaction : UUUGGGGHHHHAAAARRRGGHHH

[mayra-quijotescx]

I don't go out much, especially since I work from home and live as a non-driver in a city designed for cars, and all of this amidst an ongoing pandemic that already left me with one chronic condition. But when I go, especially in the summer (which is now approximately nine months of the year here), I do my best to have a water bottle with me. Two, if I think I personally might need water, so I can still spare one. I also carry a spare fiver, a separate spare $1.25 (the cost of one bus ride if you don't have a Q Card), and a spare Q Card that I try to keep $5 worth of charge on. I also have a thing of Narcan, thanks to a local anarchist org that was handing it out for free at an art show I took part in a year ago.

This all fits in a tote bag with ease and leaves plenty of remaining space, and while the setup does unfortunately rely on my remembering to replace components once distributed (sorry ;A;), I've been able to supply people with water and spare change when they've had to undergo the mortifying ordeal of needing help at the transit center. I've covered bus fare for people who got to the stop and only when the bus arrived realized they didn't have their card. I have on four separate occasions prevented METRO fare cops from writing a poor person a $75 ticket for their inability to cough up $1.25 on the Red Line, all four times when the temperature outside was at or above 95F. (That last one requires you to also be a little bit assertive, as you will have to tell the fare cop that whoever they were trying to feed back to the prison system that day does in fact have a card, here it is, they can tap it at the next station, and no one has to have a worse day than they were already having.)

I haven't had to use the Narcan, but if I do ever run into someone who needs it, I'll be able to use it instead of casting about for someone who does or just dialing 911 and praying time is on our side.

These are all, your social anxiety notwithstanding, very small and easy things you can do to make life suck a little bit less for the people around you, who you might never see again but who are nonetheless part of your wider community. They might also make you feel a little more at ease having to go places; they did for me.

[ineedtoventaboutbooks]

Sometimes I forget that cardan isn’t a delightful and joyful person because Jude is such a suspicious and guarded person. I love how she makes him seem (and actually be) so soft.

[jacensolodjo]

i think i made a terrible mistake getting half strength (2/5 stars) thai fried rice. my heartburn is through the roof even tho I took antacids before and after

[gallerypeice]

im watching wayneradios full sonic marathon and he's talking up this tamers guy like he skinned children alive or gave jordan peterson a platform or some shit and. he's just cringe. that's it

[kyliafanfiction]

I've said this before, but like, apart from Vault 81, and maybe 75, none of the Vaults that were about experiments (as opposed to Vault 22, which doesn't seem to have 'had' an experiment, per se) seem to have had an experiment as or more sophisticated than "what if we pour gasoline on fire'.

Like, what on earth was Vault 108 supposed to prove? Vault 92? Vault 34? Vault 95? And god forbid Vault 77 - what in the name of the fuck was the point of that one? Like, genuinely, what in the name of FUCK was the point of that one? One man and a box of puppets? What are you testing? The effects of isolation? I feel like we have a pretty good handle on that one already.

Like, perform unethical experiments, fine, that makes sense. But... there are much better experiments they could have performed with those Vaults? Things that might have produced useful results? If you're gonna waste human life on Mad Science! at least waste it productively? They didn't exactly have infinite people to work with.

Vaults not intended to save anyone or not (which, again, wasteful. Even if you're a fascist Enclave, you need an underclass), at least use your research budget effectively. We know what happens when you pour soda on an anthill.

[smoking-old-toby]

oh my god what the fuckkk i just noticed that when thorin excuses himself from elrond's table he doesn't even leave the room! you can see him dancing off to the side while bofur sings on the table!