#button-down

[littlefleamart]

(source)

[chloemew]

Now that the bots are gone, we can also beat the shit out of this light uninterrupted

[cozylittleartblog]

cant tell you how bad it feels to constantly tell other artists to come to tumblr, because its the last good website that isn't fucked up by spoonfeeding algorithms and AI bullshit and isn't based around meaningless likes

just to watch that all fall apart in the last year or so and especially the last two weeks

there's nowhere good to go anymore for artists.

edit - a lot of people are saying the tags are important so actually, you'll look at my tags.

#please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads#in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite

[destinationtoast]

My grandmother is Japanese and really likes to give gifts. Often those gifts are Japanese desserts or other food, but sometimes she just slips me cash, folded up inside a tiny, beautiful envelope. But she likes to pretend she's not giving me money, so when possible, she'll hide it somewhere that I will find later.

Today I spent the afternoon with her doing chores and tech support, and she clearly felt this warranted a significant gift in return (no matter that I enjoyed myself). But she forgot to slip something into my pocket or bag before I left, so instead she rushed outside as I was starting my car, making the old-school "roll down the window" gesture. Once I complied, she was forced to acknowledge she was handing me money, but she also tried to minimize the gesture.

The result was that she said, "Thank you, dear! I just wanted you to be able to... to buy yourself a hamburger," and then handed me a darling little envelope that turned out to contain $100. And all I could think was:

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 177

Now Dan is no coward. He’s not. 

But this stupid child body does have an effect on his reactions to things and honestly it’s a horrible thing that’s too small and too weak for him to use all his abilities. He could barely manage a fireball if he concentrated, yet everything caught fire with a mere outburst! His control was utterly gone, and a tantrum resulted in having to wear a stupid child leash backpack. 

It wasn’t like he was really a child, and it wasn’t like he’d get lost or some stupid shit that Danny would insist. Ugh, this isn’t even fair, technically he was older than him yet was stuck in a smaller body that he kept tripping over! 

Urgh, he’s even insisting on rewarding ‘good behavior’ and shit- must have talked to Jazz or something- because… Oh. No he wants the constellation bear, give! His star bear now, no takes back and, urgh, stupid baby body! 

Well, on the other hand, it’s utterly hilarious how much Danny sputters whenever he calls him Mom, not to mention strangers’ utter befuddlement. He ignores how Danny seems to be trying his best to live up ro the title. 

But! As he was saying, he’s no coward! He’s also not an idiot though, and having no control over his powers isn’t exactly a good thing. It’s really not a good thing when there’s a murderous-looking hero that he thinks he might have maimed in the future- which they apparently remember- staring down at him. So, he has to call in the big guns to fix this. 

“Mom, there’s a creepy fruitloop staring at me!” “There’s WHAT?!” Hah. Take that hero he doesn’t remember the name of.

(Behold the Grumpiest of Babies)

[bloodsbane]

really wanted to capture this shot with chilchuck. obviously the mimic episode has a lot of really fun and impressive animation, but i was particularly charmed by this bit. there's something really satisfying and cute about the way he turns around and the counting gesture he does with his hand.

[bulldagger-bait]

I've always been curious to know this about the people around me. Most people have been in severe pain, but in my experience few have had what they would say is their 10/10 experience. I guess it's just something I find fascinating, as I had my 10/10 experience quite young and I sometimes forget that not everyone has. In my opinion it changes your relationship with pain and how you engage with it afterwards. If you answered yes, feel free to elaborate on your circumstances in the tags!

(reblog for a bigger sample size etc)

[operagroove]

FLASH FASHION⚡️⚡️⚡️⚡️

[galoogamelady]

[laddertek]

desperation at the postal service

[tawnyevergreen]

Bones are a lie peddled by Big Milk

[webdiggerxxx]

꧁★꧂

[hairychestloversblog]

When your drunk friend wants to show you the results since he’s been hitting the gym 🤩🤩🤩

[flwrstqr]

📁 ꒰ֵ : WHEN YOU KISS THEM WHEN THEYRE ASLEEP . ⸼

ㅤ✧ ❛　enhypen hyung line ୨୧ f ! r ♡ fluff, kissing, petnames ⁺﹒ ྀི CLiCK HERE

𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆

as you lean in to press a gentle kiss on heeseung's forehead, he stirs slightly, a soft hum escaping his lips. "mm, baby, is that you?" he mumbles sleepily, his eyes fluttering open. you smile, brushing a few strands of hair away from his face. "yes, it's me," you whisper, planting another kiss on his nose. heeseung's lips curve into a sleepy grin, and he reaches out to pull you closer. "i must be dreaming," he murmurs, "because my angel's giving me kisses." you giggle softly, resting your forehead against his. "well i'm not an angel, but you're girlfriend." heeseung's arms tighten around you, and he presses a lazy kiss to your lips. "well you're an angel to me," he sighs contentedly, nuzzling into your neck as he drifts back to sleep, a smile still playing on his lips.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆

you lean down to kiss jay's cheek, your lips brushing softly against his skin. he shifts a little, a sleepy smile forming as he murmurs, "hey, sweetheart." his eyes flutter open, still heavy with sleep, and he gazes up at you with a look of pure adoration. "couldn't resist, could you?" he teases, his voice a low, husky whisper. you chuckle, tracing a finger along his jawline. "you're too cute when you're sleeping," you admit, pressing a kiss to his lips this time. jay pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you as he sighs contentedly. "i could get used to waking up like this," he says.

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐔𝐍

you lean in to plant a soft kiss on jake's lips, his sleepy expression immediately softening. his eyes flutter open, a lazy grin spreading across his face. "morning, love," he mumbles, his voice thick with sleep. you smile, brushing a hand through his messy hair. "sorry, couldn't help it," you whisper, kissing the tip of his nose. jake chuckles, pulling you closer until your noses are almost touching. "don't apologize, it's the best way to wake up," he says, his eyes twinkling with affection. you giggle, pressing another kiss to his lips. "you're too sweet," you murmur. jake's arms wrap around you tighter, his warmth enveloping you. "stay with me a bit longer," he whispers, burying his face in your neck.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍

you lean down and press a soft kiss to sunghoon's lips, watching as his eyes slowly flutter open. a sleepy smirk tugs at his lips as he blinks up at you. "can't resist me even when i'm asleep, huh?" he teases. you laugh softly, running your fingers through his hair. "maybe i was just trying to wake you up," you reply, kissing his nose. sunghoon chuckles, pulling you closer so that your foreheads touch. "or maybe you just wanted an excuse to kiss me," he counters, his eyes twinkling with mischief. you grin, not denying it, and press another kiss to his lips. "caught me," you admit. he wraps his arms around your waist, his smile growing. "well, i'm not complaining," he whispers, nuzzling into your neck.

[roppiepop]

vestiges of your childhood

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 109

“What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck-” Tim chanted to himself, looking down at his cup of tea in betrayal. Was he hallucinating, had he been drugged with something? He had slept last night! 

Yet there in their own Lazarus Pit, the one in the cave not the giant one somewhere under the rest of Gotham, was a literal baby, looking just as surprised as he was. Of course that didn’t last, and its face scrunched up as it started to cry, which was his first hint that no, this was not in fact a hallucination. 

 There was a pit baby in the Lazarus pool. 

. . .

 There was a pit baby in the Lazarus pool. 

OH FUCK, there was a pit baby in the freaking Lazarus pool-