#A tiny bit

[broresteia]

games 2 and 3 memes

[swordofazrael1992]

so. the sunshine court. amirite

[arsonistbunny]

can't stop daydreaming about my friend whos life i ruined by doing unspeakable things x3

[grosspop]

some other stob sketches

[frownyalfred]

me: I hate writing Injustice!Clark. He’s so dark and different from his normal character.

my brain:

me:

my brain: anyway. have you considered how it might feel for Clark to lose his parents during the Regime and still turn to Bruce before everyone else for comfort? and despite being the Regime’s prisoner, Bruce still comforts him when he sobs?

[panstrange]

House M.D // Agnes - Glass Animals, How To Be A Human Being

[libraryofgage]

anyway have out of context eddie, steve, and robin banter from the final girl steve series that i'm definitely still working on, i swear, really, the proof is right here :^)

“Can you trust me on something?” “The fact that you had to ask makes me wanna say no, sweetheart,” Eddie tells him, flashing a shaky smile that attempts to be reassuring. “These sound like famous last words,” Robin says, frowning as she reaches up and harshly yanks on a few strands of Steve’s hair. “You’re not allowed to die, dingus. Best friend rules.” “Best friend?” “What, you think we can get tortured together and not be best friends? We had a drugged up bonding moment. Your dumb ass is stuck with me.” “Don’t listen to her,” Eddie says, “I think your ass is great.” “That’s only because you don’t have one,” Robin says.

[roachinfestation]

more tiny roach doodles :)) i had this sitting in my library for a couple weeks, keep forgetting to post :3

[mondschein14]

pls what is it with Drew Sarich and his baton... anyways I have lost control over my life

thanks to @eddienonense, because of your posts I discovered the gem of the 2007 production

[morgg-g]

finally caught up with fhjy

[neige-leblanche]

I—

[lady-owlet]

study

They are 146% NOT into this. Maybe it's a perception glitch while sleep mode like a nightmare of a never dreaming machine or just an evil author.

Watching tutorials? ❌

Messing in the programm until I decide it looks okay? 🤝

(wow they are literally me; my state of mind; my last two braincells (please send help))

[remderance]

happy xb monday!

"keralis, you don't have a heart. that's what i like about you"

these two, but it's a sinbad crossover...

[vashwoodficrecs]

four suns

by: Joelene

E, Vashwood, 31k, complete

Towards the end of a long day in the desert, the universe decides it would be funny to shake things up a bit. It throws classic Vash and Wolfwood together with their Tristamp versions. Once the four of them realize who it is that they just ran into (and once they are done roasting each other), they look for shelter together. Four pining idiots spend the night together in a desert shack – what could go wrong! Featuring funky pov changes, Schrödinger’s bathtub, and idiots realizing things. And amounts of fluff and smut that are, frankly, unhealthy. Enjoy! 💖

This is genuinely very cute as well as hot, I reread this immediately after finishing it lol. Trimax Vashwood being competitive and then getting lost in themselves is so precious, and Wolfwood begging will always be my downfall.

They all fuck, but they don't fuck each other. Like each version Vashwood stays together. They do all make out with their own alternative versions, so do with that what you will I guess

[0ldmansuntan]

My Faraway Highschool Sports hcs :3

[vermilionsun]

Time to yee the haw

Boothill

aka Pom-Pom

➢ Braids Boothill is surprisingly good at it. Since he decided on growing his hair, he had to find ways to keep it out of his face, and braiding was one of them—well, not something he thought of himself, but friends and family liked to do it for him and it just stuck. Now, he occasionally braids his own hair, though his metallic hands make it increasingly difficult.

➢ Hair His hair in general is a topic of its own and it needs to be talked about. Originally, his hair was raven black, but when he was undergoing the lab tests and maintenance, due to different factors, most of his hair turned white. He once looked at a mirror and aside from the dysphoria caused by the metal, the thought that he kinda resembled his dads flashed in his mind. He never looked in a mirror again.

➢ Kids He’s so good with kids. They just love him and no one knows why. Boothill, as the type of guy he is, will try to pretend to be annoyed, yet failing miserably as small hands would cling onto him. (If he could shed tears he would.)

➢ Swearing He actually doesn’t like to swear, thus the weird alternatives he uses. It’s a habit he picked up from having many younger siblings and friends—not wanting to swear in front of them—and one that he kept, no matter how ridiculous it might seem to others. When he adopted his little girl, he would barely not kill anyone who would swear in front of her, despite her being too young to understand.

➢ Nicknames If he happens to form any kind of bond with anyone, he will give them a nickname. They range from random words, a characteristic of the person, to inside jokes, to sweet pet names. And every person has multiple different ones. The only one who remembers them all is the one responsible for them.

➢ Flirting He isn’t the type of guy who will hit on anything that moves under the sun, but he does enjoy some casual flirting and bantering. It’s also his weak spot. If he gets back a more–than–equally flirty response he’s gone. In improbable cases he might even actually faint—if all his remaining blood leaves his brain to reside in his cheeks (a good smack will bring him back) (if you dare).

➢ Stars He and his family used to stargaze together, pointing out constellations and sharing stories. Now, he finds solace in the familiar twinkling lights above, feeling a sense of connection to his loved ones despite them being gone—a bittersweet comfort nestling in his lonely heart.

➢ Zoning out Sometimes his mind is just… elsewhere. He gets lost in thought easily, often planning stuff. Other times, he's simply reminiscing about days lost. It's like he's constantly searching for something that he can't quite grasp, leaving him feeling disconnected from the present moment.

➢ God He had always believed in justice and righteousness and that a higher being was watching over him and his loved ones, yet the destruction of his home shattered his faith in the universe's inherent goodness. He struggled to make sense of the chaos and devastation surrounding him, questioning how such tragedy could be part of a greater plan. Now, he finds himself grappling with the concept of fate and whether his life was truly guided by a divine force or simply subject to random chance. He sometimes prays, not for himself, but for the ones he lost, hoping that somehow his prayers may reach them in the afterlife, and the ones he still has.

➢ Skills Despite popular belief, Boothill is quite skilled in many areas. He is particularly adept at problem-solving and has a keen eye for detail. He can recognize disease and illness in animals with just a quick glance. As a cowboy, his experience working with livestock has honed his resourcefulness. Plus, he's a talented craftsman. The bullet earring of his? That's a real bullet casing that he fashioned into jewelry himself.

➢ Touch Boothill always adored physical touch. He thrived on hugs, cuddles, and any form of affectionate contact. Even a simple pat on the back could make his day brighter. With the only thing remaining of his original body now being his face, he craves the sensation of touch more than ever. The memories of warm embraces and gentle caresses are all he has left to hold onto.

➢ Songs If he hears anywhere a song that reminds him of home, he will subconsciously murmur it, maybe tap along to the beat. If he hears someone he knows singing it, then KABOOM! It’s karaoke night and some bring him a fudging guitar already—

➢ Wheat He likes to munch on it like gum. It's a strange habit, but it seems to satisfy his cravings for something chewy and subtly sweet. Sometimes he even chews on it while…ehm, working to help him concentrate.

➢ Hat When Boothill was young, Nick had promised to give him his hat one day. The day he did was the day Boothill found his girl. The hat was destroyed in the explosion, but Boothill made a replica, going as far as damaging it to have the same tears and bumps as the original.

➢ Survivor's guilt. Wishes he was with his family.