#COME FOR HER ASS
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gojo's genes are scarily strong. the silky white hair and freakishly lightning blue eyes runs in the family! satoru guaranteed his child would look similar to him, his mother, and whoever was further down the drain in his clan. he swooned and giggled when you were pregnant, ensuring you and your baby's safety for when the time comes to bring the little shit into the world. he'll be so enthralled when his child is born, spoiling him even before he takes his first breath.
imagine to his fucking surprise when the baby comes and they look exactly like YOU. satoru sits on the cushioned chair beside your hospital bed, holding his baby while you slept—tired from birthing your sweet child. a pair of sharp blue eyes stare at the bundle of betrayal in his arms.
"a month of my hard work.. cultivating, planting you, then spending the next 9 months taking care of you and my wife." he scoffs while the baby eyes his father. "and you look exactly like your mother."
satoru couldnt help but let out a silent sob and squeal, taking every single nerve in his body not to squeeze the baby to death in a hug. he wishes you were awake—so he could jump up and down in pure ecstacy like a 3rd grader. he just loves your baby so much. after, maybe, around 500 years of bearing the same white haired, blue eyed baby combo into the world, someone finally beat the gojo clan genes.
your baby has your hair and eyes. satoru is surprised, offended and in love. yes, he loves that his baby looks like his mama but were you really so greedy to leave nothing for him?
he can only hope that your baby will be as silly, as stupid and as strong as him when they grow older.
... god, hopefully not
#short ass thing because i cant get it off my mind#like imagine fucking your wife#making sure his seed takes#for like around a month of trying#just to come out looking like HER#BETRAYAL#yet he loves his little you so much 💕💕#jjk x reader#jjk#gojo satoru#satoru gojo#gojo#gojo x reader#satoru gojo x reader#x reader#jjk smut#gojo smut
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I was absolutely befuddled when I saw someone say they loved your Eunuch so I went on your page and saw it was your cat and I was like "oh okay that makes sense now." I must say your Faithful Eunuch is exceedingly adorable.
LOL honestly it's really funny seeing how much tumblr loves my cat bc he has that effect on people irl too, including but not limited to the vets

#it's so funny vets who aren't treating him will come into the room to say hi to him n see how he's doing#and YES everything about my cat has to be fake-ass 16th century now#i need a tag for this i cant keep using adventures of normalgirl that's my Me tag#lady normalgirl and her eunuch#< ill think of smthn better eventually#thanks for the ask!#cats#my doods
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i'm making myself laugh thinking about this but I wholeheartedly believe madame morrible absolutely HATES the thought of glinda and elphaba being together like the mere mention of gelphie would probably send her into immediate cardiac arrest and it's not even because she's homophobic or anything I just fully believe she dislikes glinda so so much she's just like this is absolutely NOT happening in my house.
glinda and elphaba are having their gay ass moment and she's like "I sense a disturbance in the force; the wind is telling me those fucking lesbians are at it again."
like IK this woman hates to see glinda's fruity ass coming for several reasons but first and foremost I believe it's because she's so fucking ANNOYED by how much elphaba loves and cares for her, like this pink bitch is throwing a wrench in her plans just by EXISTING and being herself.
and she can't even really do anything to glinda because it'll make elphaba upset and she really can't have that so she just has to sit there and be like
#wicked#wicked 2024#shitpost#my hand slipped oh no#madame morrible#glinda upland#elphaba thropp#gelphie#imagine being her for a second yk#like that scene just before the ballroom scene where elphaba comes to her#asks her to include glinda in their classes#and threatens to QUIT if she doesn't do it right that instant#and you're there like girl wtf???#i thought we hated her why are you up in her ass rn???#do you think she saw whatever sort of horrible homoerotic tension they had going on during loathing#and she was like yk what this is fine i can deal with this im sure this won't lead to anything#and cue elphaba banging on her door at 2am#i would've taken a bottle of aspirin and gone to bed like BYE#can't deal with these damn lesbians again#i just KNOW she was cursing glinda out#also again madame morrible's plan hinged on elphaba being so starved for love and approval she'd do whatever she and the wizard wanted#BUT WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN SHE GETS LOVE AND VALIDATION FROM SOMEWHERE ELSE#LIKE THIS WAS NOT ACCORDING TO PLAN#WHERE DID THE PINK LESBIAN COME FROM???
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in a modern AU Link would be Zelda's only friend with a driver's license and their chat history would look like this

#vitpost#loz#the legend of zelda#zelink#not necessarily zelink but yknow. It fits the bill somewhat#totk#botw#she keeps ending up in random ass places and he keeps dropping everything to come pick her up#this is the only way to preserve their knight/princess dynamic in a modern setting I think.
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even dogs pass the mirror test
#hello again everyone. how's it going#isat loop#in stars and time#isat fanart#in stars and time fanart#isat#lucabyteart#isat spoilers#so. had this idea Before getting my hands on the artbook and being validated. literally have a voice note from 4:30am on the 8th where#i frantically noted down this just horrid horrid horrid caption because i'd been musing on the sasasap Dress line all day i suppose#just kind of rotating in my brain the way any kind of first time trying on new clothes for them would be .#just absolutely mental breakdown material and not one i think would be recovered from quickly. they hate being in their own skin#like. a lot? like a lot. the collateral of any kind of transfemme read was barely in my mind until it ended up relevant again while i was#actively working on this. because christ that's a bad combo. 2x different forms of body dysphoria in one. maybe even 3x somehow#plus any scenario where they get clothes is... likely gifted. something they react viciously negatively to in game and i doubt#would improve thereafter. just a veritable katamari of disgust and self-loathing#like i was mostly just thinking abt how a lot of our collective depictions of loop being alienated from their body are rather abstract#in a body horror way mostly. on account of loop being more of a metaphor than a person half the time. so i think i wanted to depict#something closer to just. a human level of body dysphoria. no focus on the whole duplicate thing just... raw disgust for the self#but with the addition of recent discussion and playing ball more with the she/her loop and transfem loop angle...#scenario of leaning into femininity to try throw off suspicion on who they are PLUS realising they might want that PLUS the party#trying to use this to bond with them PLUS body dysphoria PLUS new!gender dysphoria PLUS the usual revulsion for wanting and desire#like. that is a catastrophic combination . not coming out of that one without it getting worse for a few weeks thereafter#that's a real lash out at everyone around them and then recede in shame type breakdown. which im sure looks interesting from#the party's pov because jesus christ that touched a nerve something awful (<- they only have half the context AT BEST)#. so . there's your free scenario to ponder on if you'd want to. seeing as ive done a picture without a shitload of words on it for once#ALSO don't get smart with me in the tags about the mirror test being an absolutely ass test in most regards re: self-awareness#or that things like minnows pass it. i'm a fellow pedant dont worry. it's just that minnow doesn't really have the same ring as dog yknow?#this is supposed to be like an absolutely excruciatingly self loathing thought spoken aloud of a caption. it's pithy and cruel on purpose#and more than a little inspired by (reblogged yesterday) liminal space's 'there is no other dog. it's just you'
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*carefully picks you up and peeks into your conch snail shell*
Ehm... Sorry to bother, but... Could we, maybe, possibly... see Vasco's wife and her lover pictured by your hand? Sorry again, thank you for listening. Take care.
*delicately lays you back into the water to prevent any stress or dehydration*
Unfortunately I don't have her lover figured out yet, but I think Ludovica looks something like this:
#own art#own characters#CanisAlbus#Ludovica#vertopus#Vaschete lore#I may still tweak the markings this isn't 100% guaranteed final design#might make her colors a bit more reddish perhaps#but you know this is the general vibe#she was originally inspired by brittany spaniels and one of my old unused characters#to be fair the whole thing was built around the idea that she should have strong eyebrows and green theme color#again jury is still out on the renaissance hairstyle/head piece I'll try to come up with something#still trying to get a good grasp of the girlfriend too#she's most likely her lady-in-waiting or other court companion#essentially a woman of high social class whose job is to accompany a noblewoman and assist her on her daily activities#a best friend more or less#conch snail hours#she will kick anyone's ass. she will kick your ass. she will kick your dog's ass. she will kick her own ass.
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batman: odyssey (2011) #6
remember only one of them actually went to med school and got their degree and it is NOT the man dressed as a giant bat !!!
#doctor al ghul and her lame ass ex husband.....#shes the embodiment of 'if i had a lame boyfriend id hype him up so much ill make him stand outside and tell people here comes the most#special boy in existence and if they dont clap and cheer im blowing this whole fucking building up' post#c: batman: odyssey (2011) | i: 6#crypt's panels#batman#talia al ghul#brutalia
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something something seeing things through different eyes
#tigerghost#art student manny is my FAVORITE of jorge guitierrez's plans for his life. i LOVEEEE that sm#danny takes him to the ghost zone for some mission reason and hes like OHHH MY GOD THIS IS SICK AS FUCK#ITS AWAKENED LATENT FINE ART IMPULSES IN ME!!#meanwhile danny kind of tolerates being in the GZ but its very much like. not a place where Good things happen to him#hes grown accustomed to it and he loves certain things about it but he will never be fond of it and that sort of colors his perception of i#so manny coming in like WHOAH AND YOURE THE /KING/ HERE? THINK OF ALL THE COOL ASS GHOSTS YOU CAN MEET! THE AWESOME GHOST LANDS!#THE FLOATING GREEN STUFF!!!#gives him a little bit of that first-time wonder back :')#anyways the style is HEAVILY cribbed from anastasia trusova who i HIGHLY recommend checking out#when im rich and famous i shall buy many of her pieces#ntu tag#designs as always tm tm tm tumblr user nicktoonsunite#also mannys jersey was kept safe by his Painting Shirt (now tied about his waist) you know his apartment is eclectic af#but quite clean. he got the stress cleaning habit from his dad
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Me and one of my IRLs had this interaction about Hector last night and I felt I needed to share with the class
#I need to convince Miri to actually post on tumblr one of these days y'all would love her methinks KJANSDKAJD#unfortunately she does not use much social media. but she does like to torment me through anons occasionally so it balances out KJSAKD#CONTEXT whenever I spot a Caribbean character/VA I am legally obligated to tell her. bc her little Haïtienne ass gets so excited AKSJDAKDJ#however the only photo I sent her of Hector was cropped w/ just his eyes + top grate so she did not know there was a Guy (tm) in there 😭#and just assumed he was only eyes and shadows and not A Guy (tm)#which then ofc led to this interaction#I may need to draw this later. adding it to my dialogue tree. miri we love you (miri I see you seeing this post 🫵🏻 come play dolls miri)#date everything#date everything game#.silly#ANYWAYS GOOD LATE-MORNING EVERYONE AKDJAS#hector valentino airnesto condicionado
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this is a random ship i came up with when rabbit hole was at its peak bc i love mikurin and i love toxic yuri
#mikurin#miku x rin#rin x miku#hatsune miku#kagamine rin#vocaloid#art#my art#the ship name is glitterbunny#but twitter decided gimmehole was better#because thats gimmexgimme rin#yk that one mikurin song ppl interpret as a lesbian love affair#ok so its her and rabbit hole miku#maybe i should tag them too#rabbit hole#ALSO THEY'RE OBVIOUSLY THEIR SPECIFIC VERSIONS OF THOSE SONGS#dont come for my ass their ages are fluid
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i'll never get over Leia naming her son Ben like imagine naming a child after your absentee uncle's fake ID
#IT MADE SENSE FOR LUKE IN LEGENDS. IT DOES NOT MAKE SENSE FOR LEIA & HAN#LEIA KNEW HIM AS A WAR HERO (kenobi show had NOT come out it is NOT valid evidence) BUT NOT AS HIS FAKE NAME#HAN MET HIM FOR 12 WHOLE SECONDS AND DID NOT ENJOY IT#ALSO BEN SOLO MY ASS. SHE WOULD NOT LET THE ORGANA NAME DIE WITH HER#talk is cheap#this and rey never getting a saber-staff are my biggest pet-pettiest peeves#if im gonna get back into the rey skywalker au im gonna have to come up w smthn ben is short for that is NOT his name
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you're the only one for me, baby
1.7k, steddie, one of them getting so drunk that they don't recognise the other and telling them back off i've already got a boyfriend, it's all sweetness <3 likely a modern!au and actually just goobers in love
Eddie doesn't really drink. He's not against partying but he's much more attuned to smoking a little weed to take the edge off, sometimes a spliff if he wants to mix a little business and pleasure.
Eddie doesn't really drink—so when he does, it goes about as well as expected.
From zero to a hundred.
Steve had lost track of him after directing his stumbling feet towards the bathroom to take a leak. But apparently, as he's now found out, this bathroom has two doors.
What the fuck kind of bathroom has two doors, like some weird thoroughfare?
Regardless, it took all of five minutes with no noises coming from the inside before Steve had loudly announced he was coming in, no matter what, getting quite worried for his boyfriend.
He trusted Eddie to not be too sloshed to handle a piss, even if he was on the wilder side tonight, but still leaned up against the door to chase off anyone else looking to knock—because Eddie hilariously gets pee-shy.
The door had opened easily, apparently unlocked, and Steve had stepped into the empty bathroom. The other door across the room, the one he hadn't noticed until now, was wide open to the party.
So, now he's on the hunt for Eddie.
Which is a task that feels a little bit like herding cats because drunk Eddie isn't something Steve has a lot of experience with. But what he does know, is this: it's the opposite of high Eddie.
Stoned, Eddie likes to find the comfiest place he can (usually Steve's lap, or so he proclaims) and sink into it, like melting wax. Then, given he has access to adequate snacks, he doesn't move for quite some time.
Drunken Eddie cannot even fathom the concept of sitting still.
Either way, looking where there's food is a good as a place to start as any.
Steve ambles out the strange two-doored bathroom and flips his head back and forth, trying to remember the direction of the kitchen. He hasn't been here before—one of Eddie's band connections—and Steve's still had a couple beers himself.
He shakes his head and takes a left, relieved when it leads to the stairs. Okay, he sort of knows where he's going now. They had only come upstairs to find the quieter bathroom for Eddie.
As Steve reaches the bottom of the stairs, a faint stir of irritation flashes through him. Eddie just left him behind? That wasn't that nice, even if he was incredibly drunk.
He can hear the din of people chattering just above the music and he follows it, leading him into the half-full kitchen, people dotted around. There's a few pizza boxes scattered around and Steve eyes each of them specifically, looking for the tell-tale wipe of Eddie's greasy fingers. No dice.
Steve wrinkles his nose, spinning around and double checking before he moves on.
If not by the food, then... where?
Steve takes a few steps forward into the living room, his heart beginning to sink and shrivel all at once. There was a miserable feeling attached to looking for his partners at a party, a wallowing and awful memory tied to the feeling.
Steve pushes a hand across his chest roughly, as if trying to shove the feeling away.
Eddie wasn't... her. Eddie wouldn't do that.
But the moment he's thought it, it's stuck in his head. Steve's feet begin to speed up, checking a little more carelessly as he starts to stick his head in different rooms, his hazel eyes jumping around. Not Eddie, not Eddie, not Eddie—so many people and none of them are Eddie.
Until—there. Steve spots a very familiar looking behind as it leans over the back of the couch, the owner of said-behind talking to someone sitting on the couch.
He blinks, just to be sure, but the details come into better focus. There's chains on his belt loops and when he shakes his head, Steve can see the curls he loves to bury his hands into.
Eddie.
Steve's relief pulls him forward, his feet almost stumbling, his mouth pulling into a relieved smile. He puts a hand out, fingers spread, across the leather-clad back.
"Eds," Steve says, relief colouring his voice.
Eddie swings up abruptly, pushing himself off the couch. When he turns, a bit of liquid sloshes out of the beer bottle he's holding.
"Heyyy," The words come out a bit slurred and when he finally stands straight, he doesn't look right at Steve. "Handsssss off the merchandise, buddy."
Steve chuckles, reaching out and plucking the bottle from his boyfriend's grasp. Eddie gawps, an adorable little hiccup interrupting his shocked expression.
"Hey," He says loudly, reaching forward for it fruitlessly as Steve pulls it out reach. "That's mine." Eddie whines.
"You've had more than enough, I think." Steve says. He steals just one gulp of it before he turns at puts it on a nearby table. When he turns back, Eddie is frowning at him, brows pulled together tightly and bottom lip jutting out.
"Listen—" Eddie leans forward, jabbing a finger into Steve's chest. "I dunnowhoyouthinkyouare," The words come out in a one big jumble and Steve frowns.
What? Something sour claws into Steve's chest at the frosty greeting.
"Eddie," Steve says, his hazel eyes wide and worried as his gaze darts between Eddie's squinted face and swaying form.
Steve reaches out to put a hand on his waist, aiming to steady him, but Eddie sees it coming and widens his eyes comically. He swerves back to avoid it, his boots tilting dangerously on the wooden floors. If he was still holding his beer, Steve bets half of it would be on the floor by now.
"Wo-oah," Eddie exaggerates, waving a hand out and batting Steve's outstretched arm away. The rottenness in Steve's chest blooms, rancid and freezing. He sucks in a sharp breath.
"Ed—"
"I—" Eddie says, holding up his hand and waggling one finger at Steve, like he's a naughty schoolboy. His words still have that drunken slur to them.
"—already have a boyfriend, thank you very much. He's much too pretty to be throwing it away for the likes of you, you weasel of a man..." His ludicrous and nonsensical insult trails off under his breath as Eddie's attention is drawn away by a shout across the room.
As he watches Eddie drape himself back over the couch, the sourness between Steve's ribs shifts, transforming into something infinitely sweeter. He lets out a dazed laugh, a wild smile spreading on his face before he can smother it beneath his hand.
I'm dating a lunatic, Steve thinks happily.
He reaches out and steals Eddie's beer once more, taking another large swig before giving it another go.
This time, he sidles up beside Eddie who's engaged back in conversation with one of the guys on the couch, and just waits. It only takes a minute before the dude on the couch seems to realise who Steve's waiting for and he nudges Eddie, gesturing behind him.
Eddie, still bent over the back of the couch, twists only his head to look. This time, the recognition is immediate.
He springs up, pushing the couch forward an inch in his excitement and leaps forward, his hands clawing into Steve's shoulder with a fierce delight.
"Steeeeve," Eddie croons, crowding in close. His hands start moving, fingers searching like curious spiders, fingertips dancing along the sensitive skin of Steve's neck til he's squirming back, laughter betraying him.
"Stop it." He laughs. Steve arrests Eddie's wrists in his hand and Eddie cackles, using the pause to surge forward, kissing him square on the mouth.
Eddie tastes like the beer he's been drinking and Steve barely gets a moment to enjoy it before Eddie's pulling back, leaning forward so they're forehead to forehead.
"I was looking for you." Eddie says, his doe eyes wide. His pupils grow larger the longer he stares at Steve.
Steve grins. "Uh huh. Looking for me between the couch cushions, were you?"
Eddie rears back, his head flipping as he stares back at the couch and then back at Steve. "Nuh uh. I came out the bathroom and you were goooone."
That explains it. Eddie must have left out the other door — and then thought Steve had left him behind and gone hunting for him. Something else settles in Steve's chest, relieved.
"And—" Eddie hiccups. "—and some guy tried to- to freakin' flirt with me. Can you believeee?"
Steve's grin widens by a mile. "Is that so? What you'd tell him?"
"No, of course!" Eddie says, head pulled back as if he's appalled Steve would think otherwise. He shakes his hands out of Steve's grip and drops them, fumbling for a moment to get his fingers into Steve's belt loops.
When he does, he yanks Steve forward a tad too forcefully, their bodies colliding in a way that's more sore than sexy. Eddie continues on as if he doesn't notice. "Even if he was particularly tasty," He murmurs, his lips tracing the column of Steve's throat.
"I let him know, baby." Eddie all but purrs.
And perhaps if the competition Eddie was beating off was literally anyone other than himself, Steve would be right there with him.
Instead, he can't contain his snort of laughter. Eddie was perfect; he was a possessive and drunken dog, barking up the wrong damn tree. Steve loves him.
"You're laughing," Eddie states plainly, even as his doe eyes manage to grow even more round. Steve can't help it, it just makes him laugh more.
"Treason." Eddie declares. Then using the belt loops to keep Steve captive, he leans in and blows a raspberry on his neck.
Steve lets out an unattractive squawk, his laughter melting into Eddie's as he pushes his boyfriend's face away — to which Eddie simply lets himself go limp, his face cradled and held up solely by Steve's hands.
"Christ," Steve says between his laughs, shifting his hand to hold him more tenderly. Eddie smiles dopely, then puckers his lips and closes his eyes.
Steve rolls his eyes, entirely too endeared. "Alright, c'mere," He gives in, leaning and kissing Eddie, short and sweet. When he pulls back, Eddie's eyes are open, starry and gazing up at him. He gives a dreamy sounding sigh. Steve's heart fizzles, like it's full of pop-rocks.
"Ready to go?"
"As long as it's with you, baby." Eddie says, sounding every bit like he means it.
#steve asks him if he can remember the other dude in the morning#eddie: i do recall him being distinctly super hot..... [his ass still has no clue]#steve never tells him for the fact that eddie is so chuffed to 1) get hit on and 2) get to defend his relationship#its steve lil secret :-) he does tell robin tho and she laughs so hard soda comes out her nose#i love this silly trope !#even better if they’ve only been together a short -ish time#does eddie ever find out you may ask? why yes he does. at their wedding 😇#if you take anything from this its my headcanon that eddie is pee-shy#it's gooberish but after months and months of 'you're not from around here' i'm okayyyy with that#its nice to have simply written and finished something sillay#steddie#ruby writes steddie#steve x eddie#steddie fic#steddie ficlet#steddie fanfiction#steddie fluff#established relationship#steve harrington#eddie munson#if u have more of this trope SENDDDD PLEEEK#eddie rlly is the most in love in this
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hug! that! captain!
#bbc ghosts#ghosts bbc#this is the type of thing that wouldve been too cheesy for the tv show but is so lovely to imagine lol#get hugged jimmy boy#julian is sort of hug adjacent because i don’t think hes much of a hugger. well and hugging him is a bit awkward#yes the star is mary#fanny putting her hand on his arm/back fucking killed me though. if he got a hug from anyone i wouldve been obliterated#cap and kitty hug in the christmas special please please please pretty please#ik humphrey was whole in the coming out scene but i cannot be bothered to fit his giant ass outfit in there. sorry king
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some of the rhetoric justifying caitlyn's use of the grey is so chilling to witness, lmao.
"caitlyn's gas attacks only harmed criminals, not civilians!"
cr... criminals are civilians, though. even if you want to argue that not a single person outside of the targeted buildings ever inhaled so much as a teaspoon of the grey (lol), the people targeted... are still civilians. chross and margot's gangs are not engaged in hostilities against piltover. random low-level goons and factory workers in Shimmer plants are not engaged in hostilities against piltover. given that piltover never bothered giving zaun its independence, these people are not just civilians, they are citizens of piltover. selling drugs or engaging in a gang turf war does not make you not a civilian. you don't stop being a civilian just because you committed a crime.
#'drone strikes save innocent lives' ass rhetoric#every time i see it i feel like the person saying this shit is 10 secs away from going “well that goon forged a $20 bill once so...”#'but renni attacked piltover - !' renni's dead#don't tell me little miss detective true crime girlie with her red string diagrams of all the crimes the poors are doing against each other#doesn't know that the chembarons are different people with their own factions and interests#come on now#arcane critical
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BARBERSHOP 2: BACK IN BUSINESS dir. Kevin Rodney Sullivan
#barbershop 2#barbershop 2: back in business#filmedit#filmtvdaily#filmgifs#moviegifs#cinematv#cinemapix#dailyflicks#userfilm#chewieblog#motionpicturesource#fyeahmovies#filmcentral#usersugar#usersource#useroptional#one of my favorite relationship dynamics: she will verbally whoop somebody's ass and could prob physically do it too#he stands by / behind her and lets her do it but could also physically get involved if need be#the hand on her bag i mean COME ON#look at them in their matching blues COME ON
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Hallo! Love your art, and your shimmerson science bros au! I was wondering what the best way to find all those old pieces is? I wanted to go back and see them but for some reason no tags are pulling it all up/going back further then the piece of baby science bros with their pets sitting back to back. Did you have a different account or something?
I think the old ones are still up in my Twitter. Just look up #shimmersonarcane there and they'll pop up. I use that tag to organize, but here are some I still have saved:





#decy answers her inbox#decy answers asks#shimmerson adventures#my art#man my style was so ass#good to see how far I've come tho
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