#awesome honestly

[thequietpercussionist]

I love tumblr because I can learn about the news, learn about weird facts about history, read half of a fanfic, look at art, and get drugged all at the same time. No judgement, just chaos

[redlyriumidol]

Solas: By the end of Hard in Hightown, almost every character is revealed as a spy or a traitor. Varric: Wait, you read my book? Solas: It was in the Inquisition library. Everyone but Donnen turned out to be in disguise. Is that common? Varric: Are we still talking about books or are you asking if everyone I know is a secret agent? Solas: Are there many tricksters in dwarven literature? Varric: A handful, but they're the exception. Mostly they're just honoring the ancestors. It's very dull stuff. Human literature? Now there's where you'll find the tricky, clever, really deceptive types. Solas: Curious. Varric: Not really. Dwarves write how they want things to be. Humans write to figure out how things are.

solas is so insane for this. hes like you got any stories about ME??

[blu-ish]

ART COLLAB WITH THE AMAZING @eggswords HSJSHSHSJ THE BOYS GOT SNATCHED FOR THEIR CRIMES

Testing out a new art program on my potato tablet shhshsjsjs

GO CHECK OUT MY FRIENDS AMAZING ART THEIR LITERALLY THE COOLEST

Og pic!!

[firefox-official]

do you have a vendetta or something against superman. why would you want to disappoint him? he looks at the sky and the moon and the sun and sees them in their majestic beauty. yet he comes back to earth and saves everyone because he loves earth and he loves you even more than the entire universe and you purposefully disappoint him? shame.

[k4pp4-8]

6 fanarts challenge but I can't just pick six so I did 30 <333

[miss-jaye]

monoma hasn’t let go of you since you showed him the sundress you’re wearing.

“neito? honey, i gotta change…” you said with a nervous laugh, trying to gently pry his arms off you. but he just shook his head, his grip tightening slightly. “no.”

you sighed. “what do you mean, no?” you asked, your voice tinged with exasperation. he looked up at you, his face completely blank, but his eyes held a stubborn glint. “no.”

you groaned, letting your head fall back against the arm of the couch where you’d been trapped for the past two hours. “baby, please,” you pleaded, your voice softening as you tried to coax him. you wanted nothing more than to slip into something comfortable and start on dinner.

“let me appreciate you for one more hour,” he murmured, his voice low and soft, savoring every second of having you so close.

“nooo…!” you huffed, feeling your patience wearing thin. “you already did that for two hours, neito.” he just shrugged, a playful grin spreading across his face. “i can do it for another,” he teased, clearly enjoying how flustered you were getting.

“neito!” you whined, but there was no real heat behind it. despite your protests, you couldn’t help but smile at how adorable he was being, even if it was a little over the top.

he finally lifted his head to meet your gaze, his expression softening into something almost vulnerable. “you’re nothing less than perfect, my dear,” monoma said, his voice filled with so much sincerity that it made your heart skip a beat.

“neito,” you whispered, your voice barely audible as you searched for the right response. but what could you say when he looked at you like that, as if you were the only thing that mattered?

he smiled softly, sensing your shift in mood. “just stay here with me a little longer,” he murmured, his thumb gently tracing circles on your arm. “dinner can wait.”

you sighed in defeat, “you’re impossible, you know that?”

“maybe,” your husband chuckled, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, his breath warm against your skin. “but i’m not letting go. not yet.”

you couldn’t help but smile. what was one more hour?

“fine,” you gave in with a soft laugh. “but after this, you’re helping me with dinner.”

“deal,” he agreed easily, clearly pleased that you gave in.

after a while, you felt his breathing slow, his body relaxing more against yours. “neito?” you whispered, glancing down to find his eyes closed, a peaceful expression on his face.

“just resting my eyes,” he mumbled, though the way he clung to you told a different story.

you smiled fondly, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head. “i love you, you know that?”

monoma's eyes fluttered open, and he looked up at you with a sleepy smile. “i love you too. more than anything.”

[pinkrose05]

Don't you just love when a ship drops in version x.2.... and it's a lady with a penchant for music + an undead Creature with a bounty?

[jagalart]

hibiscus and plum

[sunflowergraves]

[bacchuschucklefuck]

one thing I really really appreciate abt riz gukgak as a character is that he is un-self-aware to the max. he inhabits his body so completely. the arc that would usually be run as "I'm different and unable to connect with my friends in this way that everyone seems to be able to do and so something's wrong with me and I don't like myself" when it comes to riz is actually like no! I have literally no problems or praises for myself personally. I don't stand outside of my own self and judge it. it's phrased as "other people will eventually find someone more important to them than you" rather than centering it on his self-perception. he doesn't know why he doesn't have the best social life on earth even though he's not afraid at all to talk to other people. every time he sees himself in someone else's actions or behaviour he gets startled by it. his latest epilogue is realizing seemingly for the first time that he's not just an agent of causes but an actual character. he's my hero and I want to be him when I grow up

[gatoiberico]

trying out a new brush

[charmac]

Your interactions with Charlie and Glenn are making me tear up, thank you thank you, I'm so excited for you

This is literally the greatest evening of my life. Like I can't express more deeply how sincere Charlie Day is and how he truly does *get it* and he very much believes we *get it* too. He stuck around because he wanted to talk to us, and I'm not saying that to brag at all:

He let us ask literally anything we wanted. He talked a lot about caring so much about making sure the episodes focus on who the characters are instead of swinging for big ideas.

My favourite answer he gave us was when I asked if he was ever going to direct an episode and he told me "Probably not" and explained it was because he already does so much behind the scenes and there are so many people in their crew who want to direct and deserve the opportunity and experience to do that, and he doesn't need any more credit on Sunny.

When it was time for them to leave he grabbed each of our hands and said he thinks we get the show better than anyone else.

Straight up surreal. Doesn't feel real.

[paninityl]

Jervis having fun but going through the horrors at the same time

[danielleargentino]

the gang!!!! i'm so happy nothing bad happens to them ever

[logan-the-artist]

some drawings i’ve made for @littlerat2 ‘s awesome fic!!!!

[turtleblogatlast]

Something really just. Nice that I noticed with the bros is that each of them has shown off some pretty interesting skills.

Raph is the one who fixes April’s ceiling fan for her, Mikey takes on half the work when making the new puppy rescue for Todd, and Leo is outright able to reprogram Shelldon’s AI (he messed up, but the fact he was able to do this at all is like??? Raph and Mikey were there too did they know Leo could do that because they were not surprised-)

Of course, this is nothing compared to Donnie’s own immense talent and skill for inventing and science in general, but it shows that the others are not incapable of assisting in his field if need be.

What I like to think with all of this is that they listened to and likely helped with Donnie’s various ideas growing up. Sure they may not get the specifics, and complex science talk goes right over their heads, but in a pinch they’d be able to get Donnie the right tool or set a wire back in place. It’s not as necessary now that Donnie is much more independent when he makes things, but it’s cute to imagine there being a time where the others had to pitch in and learned some stuff because of it.