#idk what i was doing here

[muxas-world]

The tres hotes biches in thw whole padock came aout what does this mean??? Read abaut this new and more in motonews Marc-bezz-vale AU

[mikichko]

tonight's flavor of brianrot is: crippling lonely john mactavish

fully animated out during his missions only to become a shell of a man when he's in glasgow. hunkers down in a sparsely furnished apartment, walls bare, with the minimal necessities to hold him over.

the only thing that warms him up is the constant flow of drinks that he downs at the pub. it's a dingy little joint, stuck on some forgotten corner, which makes it the perfect place for john to spend his hard-earned money.

the drinks are good. well, not good, but they dull the itch to call price and have his leave cut short. mutes the constant muttering in the back of his head about his failure to do anything of purpose in his civilian life. eternal solitary confinement it mutters before completely disappearing.

he takes another swig, closing his eyes as it burns down his throat.

manages to miss you sizing him up from the darkest corner.

might not be so solitary after all.

[phantomzthief]

I hate art

[marshehehehe]

SUN MERMAY DRAWING!! :DD im MIGHT color this drawing and the mermay moon drawing idk tho

[kaycore]

[daisywords]

One of my biggest nitpicks in fiction concerns the feeding of babies. Mothers dying during/shortly after childbirth or the baby being separated form the mother shortly after birth is pretty common in fiction. It is/was also common enough in real life, which is why I think a lot of writers/readers don't think too hard about this. however. Historically, the only reason the vast majority of babies survived being separated from their mother was because there was at least one other woman around to breastfeed them. Before modern formula, yes, people did use other substitutes, but they were rarely, if ever, nutritionally sufficient.

Newborns can't eat adult food. They can't really survive on animal milk. If your story takes place in a world before/without formula, a baby separated from its mother is going to either be nursed by someone else, or starve.

It doesn't have to be a huge plot point, but idk at least don't explicitly describe the situation as excluding the possibility of a wetnurse. "The father or the great grandmother or the neighbor man or the older sibling took and raised the baby completely alone in a cave for a year." Nope. That baby is dead I'm sorry. "The baby was kidnapped shortly after birth by a wizard and hidden away in a secret tower" um quick question was the wizard lactating? "The mother refused to see or touch her child after birth so the baby was left to the care of the ailing grandfather" the grandfather who made the necessary arrangements with women in the neighborhood, right? right? OR THAT GREAT OFFENDER "A newborn baby was left on the doorstep and they brought it in and took care of it no issues" What Are You Going to Feed That Baby. Hello?

Like. It's not impossible, but arrangements are going to have to be made. There are some logistics.

[whasian-rice]

The exact millisecond I lose focus 😂😭

[joshuamj]

Hero.

[linipik]

Another miraculous escape

[idictswimmer]

uncle kaveh 🥹

[faerieomenart]

He has zero thoughts in his head... and I love that for him. My brother and I both agreed that he'd unironically listen to Caramelldansen so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I feel like these look wonky, but I really like how Gambit looks here despite it lol. Just wanted to sketch this and get it out of my head. Ever since the moment I saw this on Pinterest... It's been rotating around in my head like a microwave.

Don't talk to me about the missiles. Anyway, here is the original post and the close ups! VVV

Sept 14, 2024 idk idk akjskajs

[nova-rpv]

a redraw of the first drawing i posted here to celebrate the fact that ive been in tumblr for more than a whole year posting my shit and havent deleted my blog in panic yippee \:D/ (mushy rant in tags)

[hinamie]

thank u canon plant nerd megumi for my life

bonus:

[salty-puppy]

[daddyplasmius]

[lass-us-slay]

So I read a prompt about how Wonder Woman found Danny in a trash can (don’t remember which one) and I was bored.

So I took that lil info and made it into an AU.

So basically, Danny get yeeted into this unknown universe and has no where to live. And no where to live means no money. No money means no food. No food means Danny can’t keep his human half sustained.

So what does he do?

Decides to not change into a human and live in a trash can.

Yes you heard that right, live in a trash can.

Because he’s a ghost, he doesn’t have to worry about the germs and stuff. But that doesn’t mean he lives in just any trash can! He lives in a clean one ☝️

AND he also decorated it with his name so other people know it’s his!

And so Danny has been here for a while now and realizes

Holy shit there’s hero’s here- you know what, why doesn’t he have hero’s back home?!

And being minorly annoyed jealous (but he’s never admitting that)he thought:

Well since there’s hero’s here already, guess I’m not needed.

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Good. I’m tired af

And so Danny caries on his life, being content with his trash can and scaring whoever comes into his alley. It’s fun. Sure he sometimes needs to ugh overshadow people to feed his human side, but other than that.

It’s going great.

But Danny doesn’t realize that with Amity gone (or smth, you choose) which was his haunt, he slowly makes the trash can into his new haunt.

And slowly but surely, Danny’s beloved haunt trash can starts to become other worldly kinda.

Yk because of the ectoplasm.

So now Danny’s lovely trash can haunt has more space inside and- Hey Danny can actually sleep in it better!! And he got some company too!

In the form of blob ghosts.

Two actually.

They keep his trash can clean and help purifying some corrupted ectoplasm that he finds. Because for some reason this universe’s ectoplasm seems half way artificial and tastes a bit weird. Which is where the blob ghosts help out in.

Everything was great.

Danny was loving the trash can life style.

He has two blob ghosts friends. Which he named Sam and Tucker, and yea they couldn’t talk but that was fine.

He wasn’t lonely, he wasn’t. He had two very much talking friends like Sam and Tucker.

However one day two weirdly dressed people- oh they were hero’s.

Well anyway they found him, one woman stripper and one furry guy.

But it was on accident! He was just peaking out of his beloved haunt trash can, and they spotted him.

He stared, they stared back.

Then the woman stripper asked him questions, even when he said:

“Don’t mind me, have a nice day!”

But they just kept bother him and giving him weird looks and glances.

Which- rude.

Didn’t they see his mark on his haunt trash can? Obviously it means it’s his home, so they shouldn’t be bothering him still. He’s safe as can be.

Plus.

It’s not like he’s looking at them in suspicion and weirdness, I mean look at them! What kinda cheep knock off vampire fury mix and American stripper style clothing are those!

They should mind their own business!

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Just a silly lil drawing of this lmao, don’t mind me.