#ask & reply

[a-literate-chicken]

I give you Penny, who is a bit suspicious of this Interwebz situation.

Me too Penny, me too.

[badgalsasuke]

Sometimes SS stans argue that Sasuke is someone who CAN'T be FORCED into doing something that he dosen't wanna do. Thus his marriage is not loveless because marrying Sakura is something Sasuke would absolutely 100% do out of his own free will. Funny cause he's also protecting that facist village now and it dosen't really sound like something Sasuke would wanna do

Hi anon!

It's so funny how they talk in circles. Okay, Sasuke can't be forced into doing anything which is why he abandoned Sakura and Sarada for over a decade, you can't force the man to spend time with his family, or write them letters or send them pictures.

Which in fact is what happens, like he and Naruto got into a huge fight when Naruto asked him to go see his family and Sasuke stubbornly refused without giving a reason lmao

[chloesimaginationthings]

Was dissecting the SOTM trailer and apparently your monty is a mm member comic is now canon

ANOTHER WIN FOR MONTY ENJOYERS!!!

(Original comic)

[ebi-noodle-doodles]

Well I for one think that fat Miku looks very nice

✧｡٩(ˊᗜˋ )و✧*｡

[rebelsafoot]

Thought the golf club was a mobility aid and now I'm thinking of Mable with a wheelchair that is so bedazzled it glows in the dark

yeah i loved this idea a lot i had to draw it

[vinnyvamppp]

Two and a Half Graysons

Note: Trust and believe I'm using that horny ass line you ended with as a plot device too. LMFAO. @hhoneylemon

Synopsis: You're not officially a parent, but you might as well be. You're not officially married, but everyone seems to think you are. Between shirtless mornings, grocery store tension, and baby carrier missions, the line between “dating Mark” and “co-raising a purple alien infant with Mark” gets blurrier by the day. But it’s fine. You’re emotionally stable. Probably.

Warnings: Mild Sexual Tension (NO SMUT), Coping With Parenthood, Mild Swearing, Off-screen Canon-level Violence, Found Family & Co-parenting, fluff galour. (Original Request Link: https://www.tumblr.com/vinnyvamppp/783842276548952064/i-have-a-vision-ive-been-thinking-about-when)

Mark Grayson (+ Baby Oliver!) x GN!Reader

WC: 1.2k (so cute)

Mark doesn’t ask you to move in. He just starts making space, a shelf here, a drawer cleared there. By the time Oliver starts teething, you’re already brushing your teeth in his bathroom every morning and waking up with a foot in your ribs that definitely doesn’t belong to Mark.

You weren’t expecting him to drop out. No one was. Debbie had offered to help, of course—offered like it was the easiest thing in the world to raise a baby that wasn’t hers, born from a man who had already broken the whole family once. And Mark had just said: “I can’t ask her to do this. He’s my responsibility, my… brother.”

Then he’d looked at you. Like he was bracing for something. For the inevitable pulling away. The “I’m not ready for this” talk. But you’d just nodded. Said: “Okay. We’ll figure it out.” We. His shoulder slumped with a sigh of relief. And that’s how it starts.

It’s not glamorous. Mark’s working two jobs between diaper runs. You’re picking up shifts, catching Oliver when he won’t stop crying, and Mark looks like he hasn’t slept in a week. Some nights, the exhaustion settles over the house like fog, thick and still. Then there’s moments where Oliver laughs or falls asleep on your chest like he knows exactly where he belongs. And everything feels lighter—softer, just right.

Mark negotiated with Cecil… Kind of—out of desperation, moreover. After bringing Oliver back, Mark tried to keep up with college, parenting, and being Earth's part-time savior. It lasted about two weeks. He was late to a Kaiju fight because Oliver had a fever. Left a lab evacuation halfway through to pick him up from your job because the sitter bailed. Cecil nearly had a stroke when Mark fought a teleporting assassin with baby wipes in his pocket.

“I can’t do this full-time. He’s a baby. He’s my responsibility. I’m not leaving him with my mom again and I’m not dragging him into a war zone unless the world’s literally ending.”

Cecil—being a professional manipulator and also somehow slightly terrified of Oliver’s explosive bowel habits, reluctantly agreed. Now, Mark handles non-lethal, low-stakes missions like alien negotiations and minor emergencies.

He takes himself off the active-duty roster unless it’s a Level Red situation, and Cecil sends backup or Eve when something big hits. Mark still trains—still reports in, but often while bouncing a baby on his chest or feeding him yogurt off-camera. So what happens day to day? He flashes by your job to drop off Oliver. Literally, he’ll appear mid-conversation, hair a mess, onesie on backward.

“Hey babe, sorry—can you watch him for like two hours? There's a tidal wave hitting France. Be back by lunch. Probably.” Kisses you mid-chaos, and vanishes in a loud boom. Sometimes he leaves you with a half-full bottle and a sticky pacifier and expects you to just vibe.

If that isn't an option, he wears a baby carrier during missions. Look, not for the big ones. But if the threat is “giant sewer rat” or “angry alien ambassador who doesn’t understand doors,” Oliver is strapped to his chest like a tiny judgmental but giggly backpack with earmuffs. You even designed him a superhero onesie that says, "Invinci-baby," and yes—he wears it at every outing.

“You’re bringing a baby?”

“He likes the wind.”

“He’s drooling on your comm.”

“He’s observing diplomacy.”

Cecil threatens to fire him weekly. Debbie sighs deeply every time she sees the footage on GDA security—just to check in when needing Cecil to make sense of this. All the while watching Doc Seismic scream “IS THAT A CHILD?!” mid-monologue. Today, you didn’t realize how dangerous this grocery trip is going to be until Mark lifts the baby carrier with one arm like it’s nothing. He’s Invincible—what did you expect? His gray t-shirt rides up just enough to make your soul flicker out of your body like a dying TV screen. Focus on the produce section. Innocent terrain, right? You grab a head of lettuce. You do not look at the way Mark bounces Oliver gently while scanning for cereal. You are a good person, a person with restraint. He’s doing that thing again—being effortlessly domestic. Like, hot dad energy turned up to eleven. Every time he reads a nutrition label or wipes drool off Oliver’s chin, your brain short-circuits a little more.

You used to flirt shamelessly. Make out in supply closets, pull him into his room by the collar. But now? Now you’re in aisle six, arguing about formula brands, and trying not to climb him in front of a shelf of canned peas.

“I think we should get the oatmeal-based one,” Mark says, turning towards you. And there it is: that low voice, as he leaned in slightly. The focus with that soft-eyed, fully attentive attitude. You blink at him, trying to play it cool as you bite your tongue. “Whatever keeps his poop neutral. I'm not reliving last week.” Mark gave a crooked grin, brow raised, his shoulder hitching, “The explosion?”

“Don’t���” you groan, covering Oliver’s ear. “Don’t traumatize him again. We had to hose down the high chair, Mark.” A grin tugged at the corners of your lips. He laughs under his breath and sets the formula in the cart. You watch the muscles in his forearm flex as he pushes it forward. You’re sweating now—It’s winter. “Why do you look tense?” he asks. You gesture around helplessly. “Because this is basically foreplay, and there’s a baby in the cart.”

Mark chokes on a laugh, reaching instinctively to cover Oliver’s ears. “You can’t say stuff like that while I’m holding our son.” You freeze. “Our son?” His eyes widen a little. The cart keeps rolling. The baby stares up at the ceiling fan, utterly indifferent to the life-changing moment. “…I mean,” Mark starts, fumbling now, “he’s not yours, but like—well, he kind of—”

“Mark.” You step in close, dropping your voice. “If you keep talking in that voice and calling him our son, I swear to God, I will embarrass us in this store.” Mark’s eyes flick to your mouth, then back to Oliver. His jaw flexes with blotches of pink creeping up his neck. “I hate that we can’t do anything about this.” You both stare at each other for a second too long. Then Oliver lets out a dramatic sneeze that breaks the tension like a rock through a window. You sigh. “We’re in hell.” Mark leans over and kisses your temple. “At least we’re in hell together.” You glance at the shopping list and mutter, “Add wine.” He stares at you in bewildered silence— “For Ms. Grayson.”

You find yourself thinking about stupid things. Like the taste of oatmeal lingering on your tongue. Like whether you’ll need a bigger place. Like whose last name Oliver will have. Like if Mark knows he hums when he’s rocking the baby to sleep, tuneless and low, and how your whole chest aches every time you hear it. You’d marry him. That thought hits you while Mark is on the floor of the living room, one sock on, hair a mess, cooing nonsense while Oliver grabs at his nose. You’d marry him tomorrow. Or bend him or let him bend you over the desk right now. Whichever happens first.

You’ve seen this man explode aliens. Why is him wearing low-slung sweatpants more threatening to your mental health than intergalactic war? But you don’t tell him that. You just hand him the bottle, brush your fingers against his, and whisper, “You’re doing okay.” Mark looks up at you—tired and worn down, but smiling. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” A/N: Literally kicking my feet as I write this, I will forever love your big, beautiful brain. Hopefully, this was decent, my friend. :)

[thatshadowcomic]

To The Artist: what are some of your favorite headcanons for sonic and shadow?

To Shadow: whats it like living with Rouge?

To Sonic: do you have a house

(love your art!)

WOW so long ago-- I love you all so much.

As for HC, I have a lot of weird/stupid ones, but really, I don't write them down, it's more based on how they perceive/interact the world around them, so I'm really bad at answering this directly. But Sonic making music and Shadow being cuddly under the right circumstances is top 5. Please don't bully me.

imagine listening to music and rouge is just like, "bad taste" because she can hear it through your headphones.

[where-does-the-heart-lie]

Nah see I really vibe with sabo in your latest art. Cuddles are great, boney siblings are NOT so if my lanky ass brother had the consistency of squish id be remolding him into pillows on the regular so sharing the couch is less painful.

“Remolding brother into pillow” is an absolutely stellar mental image

I hope your boney brother learns to cuddle better. Like by molding himself into a pillow, or just removing his bones completely. that might help, I think.

Thanks for the ask!

[leeseechkeens]

Since Bill gets reborn after the show (2012), there's a higher chance than 0 that he was an Ipad-kid.

He’d be the most devious iPad kid

[vicaly]

i had a vision on leshy completely missing the lips accidentally when going in for a kiss and kissing on the nose or on an eye lmao

I love that!

Can totally see Leshy being flustered early on in the relationship before the two start communicating more lol

Also feel like Jamie would be one hundred and ten percent done with Leshy's knee jerk reaction to burrow away from an embarrassing situation or his screaming to drown out the cats reaction

[a-literate-chicken]

Can you please draw silkie chickens? They are my fav,,,, lil balls of fluffyness and joy

They’re so fun to draw

[makotaberrie]

OBSESSED WITH THAT AU IDEA I WANNA READ THAT FIC SO BAD

sadly i don't make fics (unless theyre for my ocs) but i can keep drawing little goofs to try to fill the void :)

here's a little cool down sketch of ace and sabo realizing they have a walking parrot to deal with

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[dymitre]

I was looking through all of your art when I saw your megamind fanart, could we get Bernard for it? Please?

oh my god I had forgotten this piece! 😭😭😭😭

[chloesimaginationthings]

The way you draw yarnaby is so cute

I love you so much Yarnaby

[ebi-noodle-doodles]

Someday will you bring back Fat Cat Miku... that's my favorite miku fanart EVER... She's so Kitty

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[rebelsafoot]

i Love you wheelchair mabel art. i like the idea that pacifica has chronic leg pain and is nervous about using a cane or any kind of mobility aid, but seeing mabel and be bejewelled chair makes her more confident to use them

very loud correct buzzer THIS IS THE ONE ! i kind of forgot what the og ask was when i started drawing it and just went with mabel also bedazzles pacificas aids, but i might draw a followup thats closer to what u actually asked pls take this in the meantime