#perks of having

[a-lonely-tatertot]

Bitches will close tumblr on a computer to try and focus only to open it on their phone two seconds later its me im bitches

[boasamishipper]

helena eagan who grew up wanting for nothing but at the same time truly wanting nothing until she watched her innie receive the affection she spent her whole life trying to earn. helena eagan who stepped into her innie's life because she wanted to know what it felt like to be loved with no strings attached. helena eagan who tried so hard to be the woman her innie is - who crawled through a tunnel full of goat shit to help mark find his outie's wife, and tried to console irving before his trip to o&d, and laughed openly and freely with the refiners around the campfire on a snowy night - but in the end just couldn't pull it off. helly was never cruel. sometimes the poison drips through.

[jadewritesficshere]

Omega!Steve who is kinda nauseous and offhandedly mentions it to Robin. Which is fine as she reminds him of the stomach bug the kids had and he's suddenly concerned about making Robin sick (thinking about himself being sick doesn't even cross his mind).

Except, someone overhears it. Someone overhead that Steve was nauseous and spread that he was pregnant. Which gets spread around like wildfire. Poor single omega Steve pupped up.

Cue it being like 11pm at night and someone is frantically knocking on Steve's door. He's all bleary eyed and opens the door. Standing on the other side is Alpha Eddie with a bouquet of roses, a teddy bear, and a bag of what appears to be food.

Eddie who could not believe the audacity of some alpha who pupped Steve up and left. Steve!!! Its unconsciousable and if given the chance he would rip that alpha to shreds. So, of course, he's showing up. He's ready to step up to the plate.

[zaba-czarownik]

THE LADS!!!

[14dayswithyou]

HAPPY VARENTINES DAY, ANGEL ! I've been facing some tech issues recently, but!! To celebrate Ren's birthday and Valentine's Day, I'll be releasing Day 5 (the Early Access version) for all the Beta Testers in a few days!

And for those who aren't part of the 14DWY Discord server, don't worry! The public version will be available for everyone to play once the beta testing period is over ^^

[mari-lair]

very rushed but it is of utmost importance that you know the researcher is a fan of puns.

[chronotopes]

in general it is a lot easier for people to surrender or mellow on a culture war opinion that they recognize to have no bearing on their life than it is to surrender a position of power or even recognize that a position of power exists. conservative joe agrees with you that gay people are human beings after your heartwarming conversation or whatever but what are his thoughts on his wife who has been doing all of the domestic labor in their relationship for ten years. you know.

[nalonzooo]

they are sweethearts!!!

[rin-may-1103]

Perks of Being Half Dead

(supernatural x DP) I- uh, needed a break from the DC crossovers. (There is no canon, only fanon.) Master Post | Next

Cursing, Danny dove to the side just in time to dodge an ecto blast, his father's angry shout ringing loudly out into the dark night.

"get back here you damned spook!"

"Give back our son!" Mom shouted, a smattering of blasts cracking down around his temporary hiding spot.

This wasn't working, nothing was working. Cursing himself again, Danny rolled and pushed off the ground, darting down the alleyway as fast as he could. He ignored the sharp pain from his chest, ignored the green and red starting to soak through his shirt.

"Get back here!" his parents shouted, green blasts flashing past Danny's head, too close for comfort.

Blindly pulling out his phone, Danny dialed the only number he knew by heart, "pick up, pick up, pick up!"

a click, then an inhale of breath, "dan-"

"Open the door!" Danny pleaded, cutting off Jazz. "Please, I need a clear path back down into the basement! I can't leave town!"

"fuck," jazz cursed, "i'm tossing in your go bag."

"Good," Danny huffed, pushing off the brick wall and to the side just in time to avoid a nasty explosion. He was silent for a moment, letting the sound of his sister's movement distract him as he ran.

"I don't think I can come back after this," Danny admitted.

Jazz's breath hitched, her movement only pausing for a moment.

"They're never going to accept me, Jazz."

"I-" Jazz hesitated

"They cut me open, jazzy. They broke my ribs and cut me open," Danny cried, ducking when he noticed shots heading right for him in a car's reflective window. He didn't even register the pain at this point, too full of adrenaline and spite.

"I can't come back," he whispered, holding his breath to stop himself from sobbing. He turned down another road, his parents still too close for comfort, but getting farther behind.

"ok," Jazz whispered, sniffing, before continuing with her voice steeled, "ok. front doors open, I'll get the portal open next. After I pack your bags."

"Don't look," Danny pleaded, ducking into another alleyway, his parents' voices growing distant. "Don't look in the back."

Jazz was silent for a moment, the only sound being zippers and the crinkling of plastic. "I won't," she promised, "I-I'll shut it down. Pull the plug. I won't let them go after you, Danny."

"Thank you," Danny cried, gasping on a sob he couldn't hold back.

Jazz hung up, leaving Danny to shove his phone back into his pocket and focus on running for his life.

It took fifteen minutes until he could see his house.

Pushing his body even more, Danny bolted up the stairs and through the kitchen. Slamming into the wall next to the door, Danny gasped for breath. The pain was starting to become too much, the black closing in around the edges of his eyes.

"Danny!" Jazz called from downstairs, her voice full of panic. mumbling curses, Danny tilted forward and tried to step onto the stairs. Instead, his body lost its balance and he was sent tumbling down, landing in a heap of limbs on the floor.

"shit," jazz cursed, landing on the ground next to danny and pushing him so he was lying on his back.

"Hey, hey, look at me, look at me," she cried, drawing his fading attention up and over to her. Her red hair was messy, her teal headband nowhere in sight.

"Your bags are already through, so are most of their blueprints and extra weapons. I'm pulling the plug as soon as you're through, ok, you just need to get up," her hands hovered over his chest, eyes filling with tears when she couldn't find a safe spot to touch him.

Taking a deep breath, Danny pushed himself up and reached for her. Immediately, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close. "I'm here," she whispered, "I'm here, Danny. I've got you, ok? I've got you."

"Jazzy," Danny cried, bonelessly collapsing onto her. "I can't-" he sobbed, he couldn't feel his legs, and his head hurt, and he just couldn't do it anymore. She didn't falter under his (concerningly light) weight; she just scooped him up and started making her way to the portal.

"It's ok," she cried back, burying her face into his hair, "it's ok."

A loud screech echoed from above them, the familiar slam of car doors telling them their time was up.

"I love you, Danny," Jazz promised, "I'll always love you, ok?"

"I love you too, Jazzy," Danny murmured, pushing his head a little more firmly against her chest.

Jazz gave him one last kiss before leaning forward and pushing him through the portal. The moment he was weightlessly floating without her help, she backed up and closed the portal doors.

Danny watched her turn away from him, her back straight in anger as she marched over to the wall.

Danny closed his eyes, too tired to fight against unconsciousness any longer. She promised she'd take care of it, and she always kept her promises.

~

Clockwork watched from his tower as the Fenton portal wavered and then shattered, disappearing from existence like it'd never been there in the first place.

Phantom's body floated aimlessly through the ectoplasmic sky, his ring and crown slowly fading into visibility.

Humming, clockwork turned and studied the mirror next to him, two men argued back and forth, while a third sat patiently in the back, watching with curiosity as the first man pointed at something on his map.

Turning back, Clockwork studied the young king.

He didn't have long to ponder if he should do this or not; the observants could only be distracted for so long, but he weighed his options anyway.

Yes, he mused, this would be for the best.

Turning from his window, Clockwork set to work.

He had a few favors he could use.

Next

[chalkrub]

KOFI

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more in-depth explanation above lol but yes, opening up my kofi for the above stuff! i'll still be posting art to my socials as usual, but there'll be more consistent/exclusive/early-access art and wip posts for members on kofi, along with all the benefits above

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[chloesimaginationthings]

Hi there ! I’ve just stumbled onto your art and I’m instantly obsessed with how you draw fnaf 🥰 I’d love to join your sticker club ! But I had a couple of questions.. do you ship to Australia by chance? And also wondering if the previous months stickers were available to buy at all? .3.

Yes I ship internationally and you can request for previous sets!! Just have to let me know on the pinned post on Patreon or shoot me a dm ^^

[nachocheezos21]

i still feel really bad for sebastian. legit cannot get over this

like the dude was in COLLEGE when he was detained by the police. a whole life was waiting ahead of him, only for it to stumble down once he was accused of killing 9 innocent people.

people he didn't even know, mind you.

i can't imagine what his family thought, let alone his mother, once they saw him sit by the front – head hung low, with heavy tears forming once he heard the final verdict; guilty. and sent to the death row.

his family knows he's innocent. he is innocent. so why was the world against him all of a sudden?

he was still...young.

i'd imagine he'd be in his cell, thinking about what his life would be like if none of this were to happen. sebastian solace, with (hopefully) latin honours in the college of engineering; working in the field, or perhaps pursue a masters (or even a doctorate if he was dedicated enough). would he start a family? probably, right?

but, ah well. fate is a finicky little thing.

[nartothelar]

the sibling urge to chose violence

- emmet hates olives and bell peppers; foods of certain textures are also bad ™

- ingo can eat most anything but prefers sweeter foods

- this of different variations is a daily occurrence

[mizartz]

deltarunes your don't starve

[re-toooons]

Cons of having a Mexican human student

Yunn can sleep on a bed but where is the fun if you can’t swing full speed at night?

[angel-fruitcake]

me: god i'm such a slut for cas

them: uhh don't you have a husband ??

me: yeah and he's a slut for cas too. your point ?