#hope you still like it!

[thimbell]

Have a safe flight! Doodle request Mikey in the air (flip o rama!)

I’m so sorry I cheated for this one. This is actually from an unused sketch for an abandoned project, but I started working on it and was having too much fun with the colors^^”””

How about a Mikey getting some sick air time by using his mystic powers to mess with both space and time again?

[liyazaki]

chadok being an actual criminal vs. not-today-satan aye

requested by @kyr-kun-chan (kinda/sorry- this theme jumped out 😙)

[officersnickers]

🎉🍰🕊️𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝐵𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝒩𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓃! 🕊️🍰🎉𝟥/𝟤𝟣🎉🍰🕊️

[lizelandre]

Galladrabbles | Tradition

Heyaaaa! @galladrabbles here I am with part four of my magic!au series. thank you for this prompt @grumble-fish Part one | Part two | Part three ________________ "What did your mother tell you?"

"The fuck?" Mickey gets up. Fast. Defensive. "I never told you about her."

"Oh so-sorry, thought it was…" The man stutters. "Your sister then?"

"You knew my mother? Mandy?" Betrayal oozes from his tone. 'Course this couldn't belong only to him. She always took him here when shit got too much at home. "Ya've got Celtic blood. Pluck a clover, ya'll never be lonely. It's our family tradition." Should'a fucking known.

Mickey has to leave. Now. Tries to.

"Fuck. Mick!" Oak leaves tremble with the urgency in his voice.

"Please, don't."

His steps falter.

"I'll tell you everything. Don't leave me alone."

[scnguineus]

shuffle meme → ADRIAN WINGER & LILIAN FRELL ( @gildedbymagicxx )

Ah, girl, girl

[ girl → JIM STURGESS ]

originals gifs here: by @rikrgif

[elveny]

ohhhhhh number 2 with Artoriel and Estinien eyeemoji

2. this was a mistake from the Micro story prompts | Thank you! ❤

"This was a mistake," Adriene muttered, eyes flickering over the many people assembled. "I never should've agreed to this, oh Maker's balls, why did I agree to this?!"

Estinien seemed surprisingly unbothered and just gave her a droll look as he adjusted his glove. "Because you, and I quote, 'don't care about anything anymore, let's do this."

"Right," she said, sounding utterly unconvinced. "I think I was drunk at the time, surely you cannot hold me to it!"

Estinien let out a small sigh as he turned to her, but Adriene babbled on.

"I cannot be a Countess, that's ridiculous!"

He tsked at her and grinned dryly. "Not more than me a Lord."

At that moment, the door behind them opened, and Artoirel came in. "Alright, looks like everyone of note has arrived and the bishop said he'll start in-" he interrupted himself as he saw the other two, immediately worried. "Is everything alright?"

"She's panicking," Estinien said at the same time that Adriene quickly assured Artoirel, "Yes, of course!"

Artoirel's eyes narrowed. "Mhm," he hummed, lifting an eyebrow.

Adriene let out a long breath before she shot Estinien a look. He just shrugged.

"I'm being stupid," Adriene said somewhat sheepishly. "It's just... are you sure you want to do this?"

Artoirel huffed a disbelieving laugh and crossed the small distance between them. "Are you-" he looked at Estinien while he lay a hand on her cheek, "Is she serious?"

"Yes!" she exclaimed, quickly followed by a small, "...no." Then she looked at Estinien. "How come you're so calm?!"

Estinien shook his head and put his arms around his two lovers. "Because it's just a formality, nothing more," he said indulgingly. "A title that can be discarded once it's no longer necessary. As fellow former Azure, you know this."

"Well..." Artoirel started, but stopped upon a look from Estinien.

Adriene had still seen it. Biting her lip, she once more looked nervously towards the door.

"My love," Artoirel said very softly, "if you truly not want to do it, we can-"

"No," she immediately interrupted him, laying her forehead against his. "No, of course I want to do it." She closed her eyes, feeling both their warmth against her. She knew that neither of them would stop her if she wanted to run now, and somehow, that was enough.

"Just promise me that you won't hate me once you realize that I'm a horrible Countess."

Artoirel lifted her face until she looked him in the eyes. "I did not fall in love with a Countess but with you. You. No matter what the future holds, that will always be true," he said earnestly. Then a rare mischievous twinkle came into his eyes. "Also, do you truly wish to forgo the opportunity to outrank Estinien?"

Adriene gave a startled but delighted laugh and Estinien snorted. "On paper, maybe. Remind me, why am I of lesser rank even though we're all getting married?"

Artoirel grinned and pressed a kiss on his lips. "Because there can only be one Count. If you insist, however, I can relinquish the title to you."

"Halone preserve me!" Estinien shook his head.

A knock on the door made them all look up.

"Ready?" Artoirel looked at Estinien and Adriene, laughter still in his eyes.

Estinien nodded with a smile.

Adriene took a deep breath, then nodded, her heart much lighter. "Ready."

[marypsue]

Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.

All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.

[reasonsforhope]

Sometimes you just have one of those moments where the progress we've made as a culture get thrown into stark relief. You look at something and go "Holy shit, that would never have happened when I was a kid."

Today, I had one of those moments when I realized that the teenage boys I'm working with are just. genuinely, openly enthusiastic about going to Build-a-Bear for their outing.

These are sixteen and seventeen year old boys! They just had a whole conversation about what to name their "cute", mostly new squishmallows! They're genuinely excited that they're going to Build-a-Bear this weekend and asking other kids to pick up specific accessories for them!!

Holy shit, that never would've happened when I was 16. None of the boys would have dared to be visibly interested - and neither would most of the girls! There would have been a million gay jokes and "Haha, you're a girl" jokes and "What are you, a baby?" jokes. Teenagers weren't even supposed to care about anything back then!

Less than 15 years later, and I'm watching three 17 year old boys treat all that as not even worthy of comment.

So let's call that a reason for hope. Even when the kids aren't alright, in some ways apparently they are alright. Go Gen Z, honestly. It's so lovely to watch you guys just openly doing and saying stuff that, when I was a teen, would've been a social death sentence.

[sergle]

the threshold has been crossed, it is now springtime!!

[wetslug]

ppl who r using poll results as a way to Prove Something about society or come to any conclusion.. i hope you are aware that tumblr users are one of the most biased population groups you could conceivably find. gob bless

[chloesimaginationthings]

This will be the first scene of FNAF 2 movie…

[gotchibam]

Skitty ko-fi doodle for @beskarmermaid!

I’m accepting pokemon ko-fi doodle requests here! ✨

[triona-tribblescore]

I cant stop thinking about them :'( 🩷🩷✨✨ drew my human designs for a wee change of pace uvu

[andthebeanstalk]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

[cata613]

Someone: Why do you keep showing me clips from Star Trek TOS all the time?

Me:

[all-alone-he-turns-to-stone]

Hey Audrey! I really loved the way you wrote High Enough with Billy Butcher. That is why I would like to request a Billy Butcher fanfic with a female reader, when there is an ongoing tension between the two. They work together, kind of like enemies to lovers stuff. Once, they go to a mission (undercover), where they have to dance and things start to get heated. Thank you so much, if you consider writing it! Have a lovely day! 

hello! it's been so long since you sent this request, but I finally did it! it's posted, you can find it here!