#For my computar

[mintflavoredcookie]

im having. Too many animatic thoughts. I have never done an animatic before. But. Aaaaaaaa

[kira-kui-n]

study rooted in. Science

[the-knife-consumer]

Hanging out wouldn't fix them but they would be so so funny

[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

my dream within a dream march 9th. <-click for fullview + an explanation of the significance this dream holds to me. Xxpmd9!

[cleverpaws]

yet another (?) hlvrai doodle dump. idrk who did all these a lot of them are from a bit ago except the bottom lefthand one. had fun making them tho. rise up benzen warriors btw

[doctornihls]

i feel like that one lizzo image with the way i’ve been posting this everywhere

[tobyfobywoahby]

@a-royal-sage

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once again inconsolable for i am not snuggled up with my head nuzzled into someones chest

[axetivev]

~ Summary: You were a vigilante in Gotham who happened to marry the Dark Knight himself-Bruce Wayne.

~ Warnings: Fluff! Reader is a vigilante under the name; Trailblaze.

~ Words: 652.

~ A/N: Here ya go! Firstly, I forgive you many for taking 6 days fuckin' to finish your request. Secondly. I accidentally. Yes. Again—delete the anon's request and I forgot to screenshot it. FINALLY, I hope you and others love this fic, thank you for your patience!

~ Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Male!Reader

The very day you’ve met Bruce Wayne. There’s something in your heart that just stung you in a good way. You’d just admire him, even knowing you both work together—both in daylight and dark nights. Batman and Trailblaze roam Gotham for crimes together, while hiding that heroic image as husbands.

It was a casual afternoon in the Bat-Cave. Jason was fixing his bike, Tim was on the Bat-Computar, and the most important—You and Bruce training. After some quick sit ups and other activities later, you sat close to Tim, all sweaty in your gray top and white training Bruce bought for you. Tim glanced at you for a second, shrugged before continuing whatever he’s going. Jason still fixing his bike. But your attention aren’t to them. But Bruce.

Standing sweaty, Bruce’s costume made black top with the writing “Best Father”, as sweat slowly darkened the fabric, this just made you stare. And the moment he wiped his sweat with the tower Jason throws at him, damnit. Why does he looked so… hot? You’ve work with him for so long. Known him long as well. Your heart always bumping so fast seeing him.

“I want to be impregnate by him—” Those words escaped your lips without a second thought. Tim turned his head to you, raising and eyebrow. Jason soon, followed Tim. Looking at you with the most questionable expression man can imagine. Bruce in the other hand, didn’t heard anything.

…But seriously. Besides that sometimes your bottom instinct kicks in. When the sun fall, everybody knew Gotham is filled by crime. Even after years of working together, violence is more of your thing. Yes, Batman also beats his enemies. But not as aggressive as you were. Batman’s no kill rule is something you struggled with, the fact that the Dark Knight had to dragged you back when you went a little rough on the tugs made Batman—under his mask slaps himself. He can’t do much because you are his husband.

Patrols are sometimes your date night with Bruce. How? Well…

When you two became vigilantes, and someway somehow, there were low crimes happening. You two standing on one of the buildings on Gotham. Bruce—Batman would stood firm, his cape covering his fine body and muscles. While you sat on the edge, legs swinging smirking to yourself. Occasionally Batman would look at you, he’d sometimes ignored you which led making you annoyed him.

“Baatttsss~!!” You’d call him with a whiny tone which making the Dark Knight sighed. Responding with a grunt.

“C’monnnn! Can’t we do something fun? I–I don’t know! Like maybe slacking off patrol and went on a small date?” Batman when looked at you after you finished your words, sighing. “Keep yourself professional, Trailblaze.” Batman would reply with his usual deep tone as he gently pushed you down, making you fall. Of course Batman just realized when you let out a quiet yelp, making his eyes wide, immediately looking down from where you sat.

“M/N…? M/N!” His voiced echoed, Batman’s expression harden. But then—a long sigh escaped his lips, turning his head to find you walking from the other edge of the building, twirling a pocket knife with a smirk.

“I’m surprised you forgot by how much I love risking my life, Bruce.” You said, Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose. “Fine… what you want?” He asked. Making your eyes lit up.

“…”

“Uno? Seriously, Trailblaze?”

“Ah ah ah! It’s M/N, Bruce.” You poke your husband’s cheek, Bruce sighed. You swore you saw a smile on his face, it’s almost odd to fine the literal Batman smiling. But it made your heart felt warm…

“You simply have a big and strong body… in reality, you’re still a child.” Bruce commented, as he watched you shuffled some of the cards.

“Oh! You damn bastard!” You chuckled to his words, as you saw Bruce smiling.

[reclusiarch-orm]

I would have kept working on this but by the end there every edit was taking my laptop 4 minutes to process. The snake is Erebus but i could not put his tattoos on it like i wanted. on account of the issues.

Gaga's "Bad Romance" and Lana's "Summertime Sadness" taking turns playing on repeat for a couple hours. I am cooked alongside my computar

Estimate i have relearned one third of my techniques. Back to work ayayay

[effieotto]

I feel like the recently collective aversion of the idea of cinnamon-Effie had made it so hard for writers to reach the expected standards of how deep to go into her traumatic background, that is nearly impossible for me, as a new writer, to write a full fanfic about her without wanting to ripe my skin off and burn my insides, because nothing seems raw enough for her

Do i hate cinnamon-Effie? Yeah, at certain levels, i do. Do i miss times when you could write her being totally silly and people wouldn’t rage about how her character should be deeper than that? Kinda…Don’t get me wrong, i am happy with the way we see her as a real person with flaws and deep-rotten-feelings now, and i don’t wish we go back to vanilla versions of her character and ignore all of her nuances as a very fucked up person, instead of a fucking giant, colorful unicorn. Because i do agree that is very unrealistic to expect that someone who grew up in the condition she did, and work with the thing she does, would ever have this passive, naturally kind, unproblematic and eternally-altruistic personality….

but i can’t deny that some days i fantasize about easier times. Like—i don’t know, five years ago, when writers could just busy themselves with making her upset about the word “fuck” without traveling through her childhood trauma…Because as much as i do love to make her past really monstrously dark and painful, i fear it is not normal for me to be looking at the screen of my computar for two days in a row thinking…humm, is child rape deep enough for her?

ps- i am not unmotivated, btw. Just overthinking, i guess…haha

That’s exactly how i feel while writing stuff :)

[dulcesilly]

hellooo fixed my computar

okay so i sat down and drew some new pony ocs i had sketched out on a paper in my room and gave them a story lol merry freakymas (just merry) is pretty introverted but a very happy pony.. she is bipedal since birth, and is selective mute. she likes cereal and yogurt and watching videos on youtube, she loves her friends more than anything, and is DJPON3 biggest fan!!

she likes plants and animals and her special talent is growing plants with her horn and magic

black tea is a barista and a waitress, she likes fashion and shes very cool and sometimes mean but she loooves loves loves merry so much shes her best friend forever!!!! and then theres breakfast.. she is mean to him and he is too but they love eachother so much too they just like to annoy eachoter a lot.. also they're coworkers in the same cafe

breakfast punch is a chef, and enjoysspending time with his friends, and loveoooooeeod loves loves merry so much too, theyre all friends and they make her food that she likes. he gets angry pretty easily and thats why tea likes to annoy him (his name was butt..plug but i found that too mean for him)

they are housemates and theyre always getting into wacky adventures in ponyville and yeah so fun i like them :-)!

[shr1mply-here]

You know, I'm surprised Boxten hasn't walked into you playing on his computer.. Hm... what would your preferred bedroom look like?

Oh yeah, I’m a master at sneaking, I usually play on his computar when he’s -

HANGING OUT WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND!!

STOP SAYING THAT, SHES JUST A FRIEND!

WHATEVER YOU SAAAY, LOVER-BOX!

Ugh! he’s so annoying!..

Just ignore him Boxten..

It’s hard to do that when HE is the one poking fun at us, he’s such a jerk..

Don’t say that, you sound like shrimpo..

…

..My dream bedroom would look awesome!

It would have a Door and a trampoline and Cool wallpaper of the sea n’ stuff and a super comfy bed a-and have tons of awesome posters of ME!

It would just be awesome, LIKE ME!!

[footlongdingledong]

opening 3-8 fourth wall breaking video games at once and getting the sentiment ai to fight for dominance over my computar

[septemberlikestea]

posting habits so bad that even the most dedicated of friends cant dig through my blog. now thats what i call being on the computar.

[jesuscrab]

finallly started working on my artfights!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sketching stuff and tommorow ill color it on da computar....

[windupaidoneus]

my computar is so full from final fantasy roms yum