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"I could fix him"- girl you have no idea
#zoyalai#I am eating up the CRUMBS#shadow and bone Netflix#sab spoilers#shadow and bone#zoya nazyalensky#nikolai lantsov#six of crows#shadow and bone season 2#sabs2#sab s2 spoilers
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drew some amsterdam live show hermie moments -guy who wasnt even at the amsterdam live show
#these are all based on clips i watched!#takes a deep breath#I AM LOSING MY FUCKING MIND OVER ALL THAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY#NOT ONLY DID WE GET HERMIE INCLUDED BUT OAKWORTHY FINALLY BECAME REAL????#AND NO ONE INVITED ME??? /j#big big shoutout to my bestie kai apricior for telling me all about the show i wish i was there so bad#but maybe its for the best i wasnt bc i wouldve lost my fucking mind the very MOMENT hermie showed up#i fucking teared up over a 2 SECOND CLIP of hermie speaking in a q&a at another show SO THATS THE LEVEL OF CRUMB EATING IM AT ATP#SO THIS WAS LIKE A WHOLE MEAL FOR ME#not getting over this for a while. anyways#hermie the unworthy#hermie unworthy#oakworthy#normal oak#darryl wilson#dungeons and daddies#dndads#dndads live#dndads amsterdam#the areas tour#the areas tour dndads#dndads fanart#my art
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kill the lights oh, baby, close your eyes the way you're looking at me you've got me mesmerized...
Mr sweetie guy sweetieman Sucrose— the most tooth-rotting, sweetest, fluffiest Killer I've ever seen, born out of @popatochisssp shitposting, which @nyktoon proceeded to design and lovingly breathe life into this lovecore Killer ��💗 He's a very lovely, lovely man.
#killer!sans#lovecore!killer#mblue art#yes he is (supposedly) a shitpost character#yes i am simping#yes he is now added onto my long simp list LOL#lllook.........hes just a silly lil guy...silly lil pink guy w a pretty pink knife w a pretty bow... strawberry-liking bitchass /aff...#eating any sucrose crumb nyk gives#as u can observe i had fun w the uh smudge tool lololol<3#i want to smudge his tears and lipstick sooo soso much n make him a mess than he already is up there
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did not expect love sick the series to be giving us a GL love triangle but here we are
#do they get much screentime no#am i going to eat up all the crumbs absolutely#love sick the series#gl drama#gl pairing
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they rlly had a bunch of street kids jacking tires in the very first episode of the penguin.....just 4 me.....jason todd i can smell u
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DOMESTIC BOYFRIENDS BEHAVIOR
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i really appreciate toby keeping us in the know about how future chapters are progressing. gives us more of a tangible idea of how much longer we could feasibly be waiting and makes the wait itself a bit easier because we know that stuff's getting worked on! AND it makes me even MORE excited for the eventual release!! thank you toby and team, very cool
#that sneak peek at those localized lines? BIMBITOE? i am eating up all these crumbs#kinda feel like team cherry could be doing something similar to this at least as far as the occasional dev update#but i honestly haven't been keeping up with silksong at all so i have NO idea how that's even going#utdr newsletter
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HELEN AND BASIRA MENTION‼️
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xunami really said don’t you sleep on my babygirl
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hmfhfyggmhmhghhh Men.,
#sims 4#shoots#random sims#getting READY for the next world#i dont even care abt the landlord thing anymore#ea gives me vaguely asian crumbs and i eat it up I EAT IT UP I TELL YOU#I AM COLONISED ONCE MORE...#anyway
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#spicy speaks#IM LOSING MY MIND#WHY ARENT MORE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT HIM#OH MY GOD#WHEN I TELL YOU I STARTED YELLING#OH MY GODDD#THE garazeb orrelios!!!!#Disney is giving us loyal rebels fans CRUMBS and I for one am EATING THEM UP#where’s kallus????#hello???#star wars rebels#garazeb orrelios#rebels#kalluzeb#the mandalorian#the mandalorian spoilers#the mandalorian s3#spicys memes
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just discovered that hui did guilty challenge at his solo concert!!!
#personally REALLY offended that none of my universe friends told me#like hello? you guys know i am a uniwol#i will eat up any ptgshinee crumb i can get#hui#taemin#don't you dare forget anymore 😔
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good evening everyone i have been out all day so i haven’t been able to scream but i have been keeping up and i cannot believe the boys are going on jimmy fallon!!! like our tiny lil show isn’t so tiny and lil. they’re going global baby!!!
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i am once again reminded of why Naruto brain rot hit so hard in 2020-2021
#misc#BABE WAKE UP LOVE WILL FIND YOU THIS IS A THREAT UPDATED#I SAW TH NOTIFICATION AND DID A DOUBLE TAKE#IM WORKING ON FINISHING UP 3 PRESENTATIONS FOR FINALS RN I CANT DO THIS#THATS A LIE I CAN#I JUST FINISHED READING THE CHAPTER#AND IM GOING BACK TOMORROW TO EAT EVERY SINGLE CRUMB OF THIS DELICIOUS MYSTERY OF A FIC GOD I CAN FEEL MYSELF GOING INSANE#I JUST GOT HIT WITH A HAMMER AND WHY I LOVE THE DYNAMIC BETWEEN KAKASHI AND TEAM 7#AUGHHHHH#RAAAAAAA#ok IM DONE YELLING HERE TIME TO YELL IN THE COMMENTS#I NEED TO GO BACK IN MY BOOKMARKS AND CATCH UP#BUT I AM SO FUCKING BUSY AAAAAAAA
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Little snippet of a story maybe?
“I’m your friend, Zim. I swear,” Membrane whispered, hands reaching out in case Zim might try to flee or his panic rose to dangerous levels. Zim stuttered with tears, the weight of the situation getting to him in the span of a second. He - he had killed his Tallest. And it - it might have been intentional, he didn’t know. His mind was all sorts of messed up these days, filling his meatbrain with things he didn’t remember.
“Friend,” he scoffed, not out of anger or, Irk forbid, hatred, “friends aren’t - Tallest aren’t friends.” Membrane sighed quietly and moved from his knees to letting his legs bunch up in front of him so he was lower.
“Zim, we talked about this, remember? I’m not a Tallest,” his words brought Zim an odd warmth, which he failed to banish from his chest. Perhaps it was the voice, so welcoming and gentle, in a way he’d never heard it before, “...Do you mind if I carry you?”
Zim made a noise, “What, like a smeet?” He was no smeet, and surely not any weaker than one to warrant being held. Irkens were not meant to be held.
“Yes, like a smeet,” he didn’t seem to understand how weak and helpless a smeet was, especially one that had to be held, “...I think it’ll help. You certainly look like you need it.” Zim looked like he wanted to protest, and he did start trying, but the words got caught in his throat when he looked up at the professor and caught his gaze. He couldn’t see his eyes, or his nose, or anything about him. Professor Membrane was always hidden, even from his own children. Yet, here, in the dim kitchen light, he looked worried. He looked worried for…for Zim. No one had ever been truly worried for Zim, as far as he could remember. That look was for him only. Like he was big enough to have a look all to himself.
“...OK.” He whispered, voice uncharacteristically small. Membrane was careful to go slow, inching closer and opening his arms invitingly. Zim bit his lip and hesitantly uncurled, crawling on all fours to the professor. He set himself down on his lap, just inside range of his arms. The professor told him he would pick him up, then did so. His arms wrapped around Zim carefully, one supporting his bottom and the other resting on his back, careful of his PAK. Zim’s face was smushed against his shoulder as he was forced to wrap the length of his arms around the professor’s neck to keep himself steady. His initial reaction was panic, panic, panic, get out, get out, you’re under attack, he’s choking you, leaving you vulnerable, he said he wasn’t like Dib, how, why did you listen to him-
He was shifted quickly so that Membrane could keep his grip and stiffened, eyes wide. Membrane seemed to sense his discomfort and kneaded his knuckles into Zim’s back gently.
“You’re alright. I’m sorry, I should have warned you,” I’m sorry. Words uncharacteristic of a Tallest. Tallest were never supposed to apologize. Zim scolded himself. Membrane was hardly a Tallest. He wasn’t even close to the genius, the power and respect a Tallest deserved. And yet…
His PAK seemed to think something else.
“No, I -” I was rightfully terrified? I’m messed up? I know you didn’t mean it but my PAK’s saying you did? Zim gave up and forced himself to relax his body. “I - I’m…sorry I got…” he couldn’t finish.
“Oh, none of that, Zim. I should have warned you. It won’t happen again. I’m going to rock you a bit. Is that alright with you?” Tallest never asked if those below them were ‘alright’ with anything. His Tallest flew into his Florpus hole because they didn’t change directions. The comms officers on The Massive were crafty, Zim admitted. It was likely they had tried to…to steer his Tallest…away…
“Zim?”
“...”
“Is my rocking you OK?” Zim nodded absently, eyes staring ahead, unblinking. The professor’s coat was warm in contrast to Zim’s always-freezing skin. His gloved claws gripped his coat and Professor Membrane’s hair tickled Zim’s face. It didn’t bother him.
As he was bounced gently, slowly at first, he repeated, like a mantra, “Tallest don’t hurt you, Tallest don’t hurt you, Tallest don’t hurt you, Tallest don’t-”
A song-like vibration of the throat made an antenna flick. Membrane was humming quietly, the only sound other than the almost-silent clicking and thrumming of Zim’s PAK. It was a childish tune. Still, it was…steady. Something to hang onto. The whirring of Zim’s PAK lowered as he shut his eyes, successfully leaving himself at pure vulnerability. Membrane continued humming and bouncing him, and Zim absently noted, from the sounds of steps, he was pacing the living room in a short line.
After he doesn’t know how long (his PAK should keep a time log. Why isn’t it?), the professor stopped. Stopped pacing, anyhow. Zim felt a stab of disappointment, then one of slight fear, then one last one of anger, belittling him for being disappointed at something so stupid. Of course it had to end eventually. He couldn’t stay in the professor’s arms forever. Maybe he’d gotten tired of him, finally. Zim wouldn’t blame him.
“Are you asleep?” His whisper came as a surprise. Zim opened his eyes automatically. Irkens had no need for sleep, and the fact the professor was proposing he could even sleep was preposterous.
“Irkens do not need sleep.” He didn’t mean to clip his voice, or to say it so loudly, likely breaking the calm silence they had made. He winced when the professor did not continue his rocking. Zim had made his Tallest upset. He would be punished for raising his voice, surely. Speaking against his leader was a crime.
“...Ah. Noted,” he still didn’t continue, to Zim’s aching fear. He - he had upset him. He had to make it right. He had to - complete the mission given, had to - harm himself - let his squeedlyspooch burst at his direction. He would put his life on the line to serve his Tallest. Tell me what to do, tell me who to hurt, tell me to do anything, command me - “Zim, you’re getting panicked again. Are you alright? Do you feel sick at all?” Sick? At all? Zim’s entire PAK was sick. The Control Brains had told him, said he was Defective. His Tallest said he was Defective. Nothing more than a short, Defective little weakling of a soldier whose first words couldn’t be more broken. He had barely gotten past Invader training with his life and respect. He had called his Tallest once, when his sickly PAK couldn’t heal him. They had laughed with him. But nothing had been funny. Nothing about his PAK failing him was anything to laugh about. They had laughed with him. With him. With him. With him. With him. With. With. At. At. At. At. At him. The Tallest laugh at him.
“Zim-”
His throat clogged with acid and he realized a second too late the vomit and bile spitting from his mouth. He coughed and retched, spasming as his spooch disdainfully emptied itself.
He was whimpering pathetically, hot tears shocking him, "I didn' mean it, 'm sorry, 'm sorry - I'm sorry, I - I - 'm sorry, my T - Tall - Talles' - Tallest, I'll clean it - up, I swear -'' his breathing was too loud. He was breathing too heavily. His throat burned. His face burned. Everything burned. His body spasmed and pulsed with sick. He swallowed breath stupidly, and they laughed with him, laughed at him, at his pathetic excuse of a mission. He wasn't even a real invader, oh Irk -
"Zim, you do not need to clean it up. I am not upset. You just got sick. That's it. It happens." Not for an Irken. Never for an Irken. A superior race taken down by nothing more than a little vomit. How stupid was this? How stupid was he? No one believes Defectives. The Tallest knew he'd done it on purpose. He would be taken to the Control Brains and deactivated for real this time. Not like that fake-out trial that had been all a joke-
"I didn't mean it, my Tallest. I didn't-" he gasped, chest heaving while he tried to suck in breath. He had done it again. It had happened again. They'd found his broken spots, and now he'd gone and ruined everything. There is always something wrong with him. Everything was always wrong with him. He ruined something good again.
“I know you didn’t mean it, Zim. Let’s go clean up now, hm?” A part of his brain told him that language was demeaning. He was not a smeet. He was not. The tears streaming down his face and the lack of control meant nothing. He was not a smeet. He’d stopped being one ages ago.
As his body shook with stupid sobs, he felt smaller. He didn’t want to feel small. Small meant weak. He was set on the bathtub edge. Membrane quietly dug through the bottom cabinet and ripped a few paper towels from a roll. He kneeled in front of Zim and reached out slowly, towel in hand, no doubt to wipe the disgusting vomit from his mouth and chin. Zim’s mind ran to catch up and he snatched the towel.
“I can do it myself,” it wasn’t said with much pride. Membrane noticed it was practically a whine. Zim took the towel shakily and roughly rubbed it across his face. He got very little of the throw up. The professor fixed him with a look Zim couldn’t place. He held out his hand expectantly. Zim stared at him, not really seeing him.
“...Please?” Membrane asked. Zim stared down at the towel, then handed it over. “Thank you, Zim.” Zim said nothing as the vomit was wiped off gently and the towel was thrown in the trash. When the professor stood, his knees cracked, though he either hid his discomfort well, or it didn’t hurt at all. “I think we’ve had enough excitement for the night, don’t you think?” He asked rhetorically.
#Context: Membrane pretty much knows about the paranormal (the reason he believes not to is to keep his kids safe)#And Dib comes home hurt#an equally as hurt Zim following. Membrane patches both of them up and reveals to Zim only that he knows he’s an alien#He promises not to do anything and really just listens and takes notes#Having a confidant becomes especially important for Zim after Enter the Florpus#His Tallest aren’t calling and it stresses him out#So while Dib is off at a relative’s house for the week Zim kinda stays with the professor the whole week#This got me out of my writing block and is also extremely dumb#invader zim#my writing#fanfiction#Professor Membrane#its like 2am I am bone tired#But here followers. Eat what crumbs I give#Imma pass out soon see ya hope you like this
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ah yes, {dimitri and claude} and i
now let’s talk grammar shall we
no listen, listen shhhh
x and y, when placed in this way with another “and” instead of a comma (dimitri, claude and i), puts x and y in its own group (x and y, group 1, and z, group 2). grammatically, her statement is including dimitri and claude as a pair (as “x and y and z is” not usually seen as grammatically correct). if this were three people and then her, it would be {dimitri, claude and x, (referenced as a group)} and i, but since there are only two it either comes out grammatically incorrect or puts dimitri and claude in as a single unit. since she’s a royal, i’m not assuming she’s speaking incorrectly here.
if she wanted to say it just as the three of them couldn’t really cook, she could have just as easily said “dimitri, claude and i can’t really cook”, but noooOOOooOOO, she puts them into the sentence as a pair. almost like they’re in love.
wait they are
#DCB Comments#DCB Engage Run#i will take ANY crumb i can get and this is a crumb so i am taking it#now was this an excuse to eat my crumb or was this an excuse for an english grammar lesson#who knows maybe it was both. but mostly it was just to prove a point#and that point is that dmcl is a pair in every game beyond their debut game and i have more screenshots#that i will post separately but then! together! bc claude won't shut up abt his mans!!!#also ready wait for it let's wait and see how many dmcl haters actually take this so seriously it puts a pipe up their ass#DimiClaude
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