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#THANK YOU ILY THIS WAS GREAT
mydemonsdrivealimo · 2 years
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hiiii - I'm curious: why do you hc Bryce as demiro? I love seeing the representation, so I'm curious what led you to that! 💕 (also, feel free to talk about any of your other queer hcs!!)
OOOH IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS ONE!!!! buckle up we're gonna be here for a while
okay okay to start im gonna say that i know a lot of people were annoyed with how long it was taking for mc and bryce (or really any li) to get together officially in the books, but ngl i thought it worked perfectly and them being together any earlier was a little weird
okay with that said, bryce is one of the most demiro coded characters ive ever seen. he had no interest in anything besides casual hook ups, and he had multiple problems in prior relationships with feeling held down and generally uncomfortable being socially bound to another person through a relationship. yeah okay those could be played off as trust and commitment issues, but that never made his confidence falter nor did it make him do irrational things/hurt his past significant others (as trust and commitment issues often do). also, he wasnt self-sabotaging his relationships, just going about them as he would naturally. he really wasnt even thinking/planning a relationship with mc in the beginning and most certainly wasn't concerned about "where it was going." the thought barely crossed his mind until it needed to (poison attack) which was after they were friends for a considerable amount of time
anyway besides all that lbr there just needs to be more aro/ace rep. when i hc characters i try to keep it as close to canon as possible, and lbr i really didnt have to do anything for this one to make sense asdfghjk
as far as bryce being pan, he has literally joked that hes everyones flavor and i think that says enough asdfghjk. ik the common hc is that hes bi, but i think because his attitude toward his interests is very "if im into you, im into you," it makes sense for him to be pan
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lee-minhoe · 9 months
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tanktop lino for @skzfaker 💞🎁
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banfiyunna · 2 months
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Uhhhhh teehee :3
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I took your advice and tried taking inspiration from songs I’ve been into recently hehejdh (it’s still a wip sorta because my tablet’s about to die but shhhh)
The song was My September by Nastyona
HOOOOOOOOOOOOLY SHIT BABE THATS SO AWESOME HE LOOKS SO FUCKING COOL I LOVE HIS EMPTY STARE BIBLICALLY ACCURATE SUN MY BELOVED
SHAKING YOU
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tornado1992 · 7 months
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Unbreakable Bond fics in which whether it be because of a storm, cuddling, or dying, Sonic drops a little kiss on Tails’ forehead.
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toki-toro · 1 month
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Springtrap how many maggots live inside you. Have you started naming them
Hundreds. But springtrap is the perfect environment for numerous other insects/infestations to live in. Case in point ,
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He names each one Michael so he doesn’t feel bad killing them
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the-broken-pen · 2 months
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hi I saw your recent post I hope your moving went smoothly!
I have a loose prompt, if you wanted/had time/had WiFi to write: an interrogation room meet-cute between villain and non-field agent hero
As soon as the door clicked shut behind them the hero realized they were in the wrong room. A very wrong room.
They blinked. The villain blinked, taking them in.
“You look lost.”
“That’s rude,” they responded before they had the chance to think about it. “I work here.”
“Do you now,” the villain said, and the hero grew abruptly aware of their jacket stamped with the Agency logo, their gloves marking their designation as a touch based hero. It was a miracle they didn’t turn red with the embarrassment of it.
They tried the doorknob behind their back. It rattled, but didn’t open, and internally they started screaming. Just a little bit.
“They don’t open from the inside,” the villain said helpfully. “Security risk, or something like that.”
“I know that,” the hero snapped, and the villain raised an eyebrow. “Sorry.”
The apology blurted out before they could stop it.
“Did you just ‘apologize’ to me?” The villain looked at them incredulously.
“Uh,” they managed. “Funny question.”
“Funny—“ the villain cut themself off. “It’s not a question, I literally just heard you apologize.”
“Maybe you should get your hearing checked out,” they offered, and winced, because apparently every sane part of their brain had fled to France and left them with a singular suicidal brain cell.
The villain’s mouth was slightly open, as if they weren’t entirely sure what was happening. The hero shared the same sentiment.
The villain glanced at the camera, then back to the hero.
“You’re not a field agent,” they said, as if it was dawning on them.
“You don’t know that,” the hero said defensively.
“You’re holding a file.”
“Field agents are capable of holding files,” the hero replied. “Kind of rude of you to assume they can’t.”
The whisper of a smile tugged at the corner of the villain’s mouth.
“Sorry,” the villain said, and it was just barely mocking.
The hero rocked on their heels a bit, drumming their fingers on the file in their hands.
“They’re taking a while to get you out,” the villain observed.
“Yeah, Bob’s on duty.”
“Oh, so Bob doesn’t do his job?”
The hero jerked. “I did not say that.”
“It was kind of implied, though,” the villain said earnestly.
The hero had interacted with villains before: ending interviews for files, the odd informant. Never held a conversation though, and certainly not for this long.
This was why they didn’t do field work.
“What, no response?”
The hero smiled, sickeningly sweet. “I’m compiling commentary to add to your file.”
“So you admit to not being a field agent.”
“Continually makes assumptions, poor listening comprehension…”
“Not a very long list,” they pointed out.
The hero felt their smile sharpen. “The rest involves curse words.”
The villain barked a laugh, and the hero jerked slightly in surprise.
The villain regarded them like they were deciding something, as if they could see something within the hero that they themself couldn’t.
It had been a long time, longer than the hero would like to admit, since someone, anyone, had looked at them like that.
Like they mattered at all.
“I like you,” the villain said finally, slowly, like they weren’t entirely sure those were the words that were going to come out.
“You also like crime.”
“And you know how dedicated I am to that,” the villain said pointedly, a glint in their eye.
“How sweet,” the hero managed after a moment. “This is exactly why I became a hero. To be compared to felonies.”
The villain just smirked. They peered down at the handcuffed hands, then looked up at the hero. They weren’t sure when they had moved away from the door, closer to the villain, but somehow it had happened.
There was something warm to this; it sat in the hero’s chest, light and airy.
“I’ll text you when I get out. Say, next week?”
“You’re going to jail,” the hero reminded, mouth dry.
The villain grinned. “Right,” they drawled, amusement splashed across their face. “Jail. Which is where I am going. And where I shall stay. Absolutely.”
Something clicked, and the hero didn’t have to look under the table to know the villain had slipped their cuffs.
Despite their best efforts, their eyes flicked downwards, like they could see the now empty cuffs below the table. The villain grinned further, as if in challenge.
Are you going to tattle?
The hero swallowed.
“I’m really not supposed to be in here.”
“I’ve gathered,” the villain said. “You work the desk all the time?”
“Yes.”
“Personal choice, or…”
“I like it,” the hero said defensively. “It’s just puzzles, and I’m good at those.”
“Puzzles?”
“Putting things together,” they said vaguely. “Routes and evidence and all that.”
The villain’s brow furrowed, as if they were mulling something over. Their gaze returned to the hero, and it was searing.
“You’re the one who found me, aren’t you.”
“Oh,” the hero said, blushing. “That’s-I’m not—“
The villain leaned forward. “Am I in that file?”
The hero tucked it behind their back.
“No.”
“Are you lying?”
“No,” the hero said with emphasis. The villain laughed.
“You’re bad at this,” they said, but it was fond.
“Thanks, I try,” the hero said. They were waiting for the villain to stand up, but they seemed content to just sit there and watch.
“Mhm,” the villain agreed, and for some reason, the hero flushed even further.
The villain’s gaze snapped to the door, and they tilted their head as if listening to something.
“They’ll be here in a minute,” they said. The hero blinked. “To get you out,” the villain prompted.
“Right,” the hero said. They had forgotten they couldn’t leave, but the villain didn’t need to know that. They had a feeling they knew anyways.
“I’ll call you,” the villain reminded.
“You don’t have my number,” the hero protested.
The villain gave them a look. “You’re cute. Do you like pizza? We could do pizza.”
“We could never speak again.”
“Funny, I’ve never heard of that restaurant.”
“You—”
“Oh look, they’re here!” The villain said cheerfully.
The door swung open, and someone the hero vaguely recognized stepped in.
In the next second, the hero was in the hallway.
“Oh, and love,” the villain called, and the hero cursed themself for blushing. “Don’t be jealous of the other felonies. You’ll always be my favorite crime.”
The hero ducked their face behind the file, but they couldn’t stop the pleased smile that crept from the corners of their mouth.
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thepunkmuppet · 4 months
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new thomas video with only janus actually healed my heart I’m sorry cringe culture is dead idgaf it brought me joy when I was eleven and it brings me joy now I LOVE HIM HE’S MY FAVOURITE AUUUGGHGH HE’S SO SILLY
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naivesilver · 9 months
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when the one who's burned turns to pass the torch
Joan Tierney (@filmnoirsbian) / Paul And Storm / Daughter / Nick Cave / Eric LaRocca / Silas Denver Melvin (@sweatermuppet)
(Merry Christmas, @lysgiovedi 💗💗💗)
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bachirasbodyguard · 2 years
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blue lock as gordon ramsay moments (shoutout to one of the most legendary haters of all time🙏)
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kvtnisseverdeen · 11 months
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TJ MIKELOGAN'S HALLOWEEN 2023 EVENT
↳ day nineteen: an animated halloween movie or show
it’s the great pumpkin, charlie brown (1966)
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marcmorrigan · 3 months
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hello city, you've found an enemy in me
absolutely in LOVE with how this commission of @wh0rehound's MotW character roux (she/hers) turned out! shes such a badass 🚬
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elliespuns · 4 months
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I love to read your thoughts like I have never liked to read anybody’s thoughts before. You write things in a way that make me feel so many emotions, so strongly, all at once. I just wanted to let you know that I absolutely adore your blog, and that I hope you never stop posting
Okay, guys, these compliments are gettin' out of hand, I can't keep accepting them. Imma head out.
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dumbbullet · 2 years
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Aqua Regia is a mixture of nitric acid and hydrochloric acid, named by alchemists because it can dissolve the noble metals gold and platinum.
idk if anyone else bought the Yolk vinyl for TMBTE but they apparently upgraded it to solid gold and it gave me Thoughts.
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mememuses · 1 year
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jounosparticles · 6 months
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i am going to pass out THWYRE SO PRETTY. the messy and fluffy hair oh my god, THE OUTFITS. they’re on another level of beautiful. im actually overjoyed
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killemwithkawaii · 6 months
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Emotional hangovers are so fucking stupid.
"Oh, you went out and had an especially good time in a highly stimulating environment for a few hours? Nice going, you just cashed in 3 days worth of dopamine. Get Meh, jackass."
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