#and my head is about to explode

[petimetrek]

This meme fits them perfectly:

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

It's just guys night talk! Don't worry about it!

(Read Tiger Tiger and shake this man awake so he can finish that thought!)

[glitter-stained]

Prompt:

After Red Hood stopped killing and someone leaked footage hinting that he's the second Robin, he expected to fight for every morsel of territory, for everybody to desert him and the murder attempts to triple.

And, well. It's not like he doesn't find himself in a rigged warehouse on Monday, walking off that one explosion with singes on his back. It's not like on Wednesday, a bullet pierces through a hole in his armour and he's losing half his blood in an alley. And sure, someone takes advantage of him throwing his helmet away on Friday (he was out of grenades and needed a bigger bomb) to fear gass him, but it's fine, he can function normally under fear gass nowadays.

Except. Except nobody deserts him. By Monday, the attempts have completely stopped. He walks into a meeting with his men and sees his goons' hands won't stop shaking, and even his lieutenant won't look him in the eyes.

Jason is confused, and so are the other bats, but soon the rumours reach their ears: you can't go after the Red Hood, because no matter what you do, once you've targeted him it's over, like a dog with a bone, he'll get you eventually- no matter how you shoot or how many explosives you use. It doesn't matter that the Red Hood doesn't kill, because the Red Hood doesn't die.

[lizards0up]

i think sum wrong w my tv bruh 😭😭🙏🙏🤦‍♂️🤦‍♂️

[sewerratzz]

chip feeling so guilty for dragging people down with him, somehow managing to trick these good people into thinking he’s someone worth following into death, but being unable to stop himself from latching on, asking almost every new person they meet to join his makeshift family because all he’s ever wanted is people to make him feel like he belongs. like he’s safe and cared for. even though he thinks he doesn’t deserve it.

so he asks, and sometimes they say yes, and there’s a new hammock in the crew’s quarters and another life he feels like he’s tainted, like he’s taking advantage of. he makes the smallest dent in repayment by being ready to lay down his life for them if he has to. it’s not enough, because his life isn’t worth much.

chip bastard, so lonely and small and guilty, and so, so selfish.

[monotone-artist]

hello please click images for better quality oh my god tumblr whyy

[id in alt]

maria shows shadow how to play dress-up (she's always wanted to do it with someone else)

thank u @fly-sky-high-09 for the request, i had a lot of fun with this hehe

[benevolenterrancy]

May your hardened heart be woken By the soft and distant song Of all you left here unspoken All the shards we keep stepping on - Take this body home Take this body home Call the wind, and let her know Take this life outgrown Take this broken soul Call the stars, call them all And take it high, take it far, take it home

[lime202]

just finished episode of cuties being made into awkward sync bot

screenshots taken below for fun

[ruporas]

hugs hugs hugs (ID in alt)

[strongtowerluxuryapartments]

figueroth and sandra lynn faeth; daughter and mother // dimension 20: fantasy high

fantasy high: junior year - a very merry moonar yulenear // lady bird, 2017 // ijeoma umebinyuo - questions for ada // alexuma // wych elm - susan smith // joan tierney - the elektra complex // fantasy high: sophomore year - hellbound // imma_slytherin - fig the unfaithable and the summer sads // nora kasten // honeytuesday // fantasy high: junior year - untapped rage // ethel cain - family tree (intro) // lynn emanuel - single girl. one room flat.

[grif-hawaiian-rolls]

Touch Burns

A gentle touch, given without fear, without hesitation, can burn through the fiercest of armors.

It's in the little touches. The way Grif taps their knuckles together for a fist bump.The way Tucker nudges his wrist to adjust the position of his arm wielding the sword. The way Simmons grasps his gauntlet to steady him as he climbs onto the back of the Warthog. The way Caboose's arms curl around his waist and nearly lift him off the ground. The way Donut bumps his hip with his own in passing. The way Agents Washington and Carolina will place their hands on his shoulders, strong steady grips that ground him. The way Sarge slaps a hand against his back with the red colonel laughs. 

The little touches that make him feel human again.

Wip?? I dont think im gonna actually paint this out the way i want to honestly but i'll call it a wip. just in case i do :}

[anatomical-puppet]

apparently the moment i get into a new piece of media is the perfect time for my hands to forget how to draw . oh well post first house thotties

[koipalm]

Have you experienced anything since the last time we spoke?

fanart for L'appel du vide by Xov

[bubblingsteam]

KIM KITSURAGI - I was born here. I grew up here. It's the only home I've ever known. And there's a good chance I'll die in the line of duty here, too.

But -- to most of my countrymen, I will always be some monkey fucker.

DISCO ELYSIUM - CONVERSATION #1201

[makoandharu]

水泳もハルちゃんも大好きだから

[lichanicksstuff]

maybe in another universe we get an episode in season 12 in which "under pressure" plays while dean sits at the bar, drinks, and looks at cas who got dragged out onto the dance floor. the song gets louder and louder until we can't hear anything else. dean just watches, soft smile on his face as cas slowly starts to enjoy being around humans. you can see it on the angel's face, when he looks up on the lights, his face soft, relaxed, and then... oh. oh fuck.