#he’s so overhated

[mikeslawyer]

some people are acting like mike’s general attitude and even being a jerk in s3/ partially s4 came out of nowhere as if this boy isn’t fucking traumatised?? on top of the fact that he hated himself and tries to suppress his feelings

he’s also generally not okay, he’s very obviously, openly depressed, he’s been bullied, belittled his whole life. he kept it together for the first two seasons because he needed to make sure his best friend wasn’t fucking dead!!!!!! but even then, when he got the ‘opportunity’ of the jump, he took it.

no person in their right mind would’ve taken that jump and yet he did. not because he had to, because it’s not like they would’ve killed him, had he not. because he saw an easy way out. it’s not something a healthy, stable person does.

his entire demeanour in s3 comes from a fact that he could finally drop the survival state of mind and focus on his own problems that had always been there !!!!!!!!!! that did not appear out of nowhere !!!!!!! he just always puts everyone else before him first. all the times he snapped (especially at will), he was begging for someone to see through him and yet, nobody did.

[ginarickys]

annual reminder i’d defend mike wheeler with my life.

[rookeryyy]

REINVENT

YOURSELF

tumblr HATES my 44.1mb image swag so it has SO MUCH COMPRESSION and downsizing here. :') peep the actual intended size & quality (or as good as i could get it exported)

post-return Q!Tubbo :] Tee hee.

un hamburgesa para tubbo (he lookied ungry)

[civetfish]

Nerd-to-nerd communication

Something super pointless and self-indulgent I've had on the backburner for a while. I love trying to make the pieces they gave us fit together!

Al-AN and Robin would absolutely bond over learning about each other's biology. I could talk about this forever but I'll get into all of the headcanons I have for these two in another post eventually

Below the cut is another version with some extra bits and pieces and the transcription

Transcript :

Architect Anatomy A. Architect "Brain" - Doesn't "store" information so much as allow for easy communication with the network B. Brainstem - connects the information received to the central nervous/circulatory system C. "Heart" - Circulatory system pumps the bioluminescent fluid to other organ systems and surface veins. Each node connects to a vast vasculature network D. "Kidneys" - Organs that filter the bioluminescent "blood" and other bodily fluids, absorbing and distributing collected material E. Nerve Center - Receives raw sensory data and filters it. Filtering can be unconscious or intentional

F. "Respiratory" Tract - Intakes gases or liquids and filters out material for use. Disposes of waste on exhale. Provides cooling to internal systems

The respiratory tract functions less like a set of lungs and more akin to a computer's cooling system, with the ability to absorb material from the environment to use in other parts of the body. It also would likely help the architect's body analyze the environment it is currently exposed to on a molecular level. It is also truly unidirectional, with the intake vents near the "collarbone" and the exhaust vents on both sides of the abdomen

The architect organ cache in-game felt like it was definitely not a complete model of the internal organs, so I wanted to come up with something to fill some more space. I also just really liked the idea of Al-An being capable of something similar to breathing, without having a respiratory system in the traditional sense. Feel free to use any of this in your own headcanons if you would like :)

BONUS - a gif of all the layers!

[bruhstation]

updated casa tidmouth designs as of june 2023!!! yahooo!!! (claws the wall and rips out the drying paint pieces)

individual characters below the cut:

[gio-cosmo]

Average Mishima interaction

[umblrspectrum]

i started drawing this and forgot where i intended to go with it

[our-flag-means-ducks]

Ed looking at Olu (charismatic, intelligent, natural leader who was ready to strap a guy to an anchor and let him work it out with the ocean 5 seconds after becoming captain) and Jim (short, angry, no social skills whatsoever but brilliant at stabbing people) and just sighing like "you guys are just like me and Iz when were young..."

and Jim and Olu being HORRIFIED

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

I'm sorry

Logan physically couldn't finish the race and could barely get himself out of the car

Oscar spent most of the post race lying on the ground because he was so wrecked as did Max

Esteban literally threw up

Lance and Alex both needed help to get out of their cars and have reportedly had to seek medical help

a mechanic had to hold Alex's drink so Alex could drink out of it

EDIT: MULTIPLE DRIVERS HAVE FAINTED AT THE MEDICAL CENTRE MULTIPLE

Why the fuck were we racing in Qatar in this heat???

[brianskangs]

YOUNG K "Ballad Award" 33rd Seoul Music Awards

[t4t-dazai]

don't let your past have power over you

[3fingersbreak]

heat island

[squeakadeeks]

fit check: dying of sepsis in siberia during the paleolithic era 

Fushi/nameless boy from To Your Eternity is done! this project was incredibly fun and satisfying, I loved working on it and am absolutely delighted with how it turned out.

I have a hard time getting into new anime but last year my incredibly good friend Chris pitched to your eternity to me as “ok so theres this orb-” to which i replied with “you son of a bitch, I’m in”. Although i was sold on  O r b  right from the get-go, I liked it way more than i anticipated, and thought Fushi/nameless boy would be fun as hell to make. 

The costume itself is almost entirely suede, pleather, and faux fur, with the exception being the modified olive green jeans. Fushi used a lot of techniques in fur working, weathering and shoe making that ended up making this project so engaging to work on. 

[leclerrari]

when charles doesn’t win a grand prix i’m not gonna act fake and be like ‘it’s okay 😔😔’ like the rest of y’all no bitch i’m killing myself

[ceruleancattail]

Granted

Malleus x bard reader

(A continuation of Encounter.)

Fingers trailing over your palm, carefully tracing every line. His touch was gentle, carrying the warmth of golden sunshine, alighting on a daisy. You stifle a yawn.

Malleus has been at this for awhile. Rubbing slow circles into your skin with his thumb, his touch lingering on your callouses. Rough patches of skin, hardened from years of playing your instrument.

They scratched at every surface they alighted upon. A husk of skin, protecting the tender flesh lying underneath.

Not the most attractive part of your body, if you do say so yourself.

Fingertips sore and red from plucking strings, crescents of crimson peeking from underneath your nails. They used to sting, with the fury of a thousand wasps. Now, the pain’s dulled itself to a persistent throb, gnawing away at your hand.

It still hurts, but not as much as it used to.

A sigh, Malleus’s breath wafting against your hand. A ticklish sensation. A laugh slips from your lips, before you pull your hand away. Eyes of emerald follow your hand, watching it as it drops onto your lap.

Leaning towards him, you elbow Malleus playfully.

“What’s up with you and my hand? Wanna’ put a ring on that?”

He blinks slowly, as if a raindrop just splattered onto his forehead. Stunned surprise, eyes widening like a cat caught unawares. Another laugh falls from your lips, as you clutch at your trembling sides.

You’ll never get tired of just how expressive Malleus could be. You just can’t see him on a throne, not after your travels with him. Even if you tried, the only image you could conjure up was his smile.

A warm, soothing thing that simply just shone. Not with the sheer power of sunshine, blinding all who witnessed it. Malleus smiled with the serene aura of the moon, the silver light glowing in the pitch black night sky.

His lips moved ever so slightly. Forming words so impossibly soft, that they were blown away by the breeze.

“Perhaps I shall.”

“I beg your pardon?”

You tilt your head a little closer to him, trying to catch even a letter of his words.

Malleus only chuckles, your words a melody to his ears. Goodness, what power you hold. To be able to charm him with your words alone. What a terrifying bard.

“You may have it. I was only wondering about the… stiffness of your hands.”

Stretching your arms out, you held both of your hands aloft, palms facing him. The position was strangely reminiscent of a prayer. You dangle your hands in front of him, wiggling your fingers.

“Years of playing music, Malleus. That’s what it’ll do to your hands. These are the hands of a fighter, my dear prince.”

Reaching for your hands, he squeezes them affectionately. Holding them gingerly within his own, Malleus’ heartbeat tapping lightly into your hands.

“Perhaps, child of man. Perhaps.”

A rustle, as Malleus’ tail snakes forward. A scaly, ebony thing, resting on his lap. He releases your hand, running it down his tail. Scales slip off at his touch, clattering onto the ground. Riffling through the debris, he picks out a particularly small one.

Edges rounded, it’s slightly comical all alone in his hand. Black as the night sky, yet there was a certain twinkle to it that was simply enchanting. As if a star was shattered into fragments and scattered throughout the scale.

It sparkled in the light.

An entire universe, condensed into this one scale.

Malleus places it in your hands, the ghost of a smile playing on his lips.

“It’s admirable, how hard you have been fighting for your music.”

Lowering his head, Malleus presses a kiss into the very tip of your fingers. A light, fleeting thing. Much like the wings of a butterfly, just barely brushing against your skin.

“The scars of a warrior are not easily earned. A courageous fighter, indeed.”

He gesture to the scale.

“It’s about time someone gave you a sword.”

[sneeb-canons]

Headcanon #400: Heart & Mind are usually never a neutral temperature. The area around them is like the sun & moon. Mind's being hot and Hearts being cold. They're body temperatures however contrast that with Mind always feeling cold like metal/machinery and Heart feeling warm like a literal heart.

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