#rude much

[obaewankenope]

i have discovered that i am far too good at sounding like ms rachel for my 11mo niece to not stare at me with delight whenever i sing to her to convince her to eat her food

i'm not american why tf do i sound so convincingly american that i achieve the same mind control effects ms rachel does?? i am afraid

[superbattrash]

Me: so you know how we talked about you having anxious attachment style?

Sis: yeah?

Me: well I think I’m avoidant

Sis:

Me:

Sis [deadpan]: really.

Me: hey :/

Sis: please look at all your relationships, ever, and any and all hardships or conflicts or difficulties in your life

Me: …fair enough, let’s never talk about this again

[mychemicalspitefulness]

I feel very called out

Like I'm not mad

But I'm kinda mad at how accurate it is-

[sangoqueenkoko]

wendigoon x reader? be so fr 💀💀

yes. now shut the fuck up

or quit being a wuss and don’t use anon, say it to my face. it’s a comfort thing damn it

[voidspacecowboy]

I have so many stories in my head and yet this stupid meatbag I inhabit cannot keep up with the pace of spilling them all out at once.

[halinski]

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[i-will-burn-your-heart-away]

get better taste <3

But my taste is already perfect! <3

[hermionegranger15]

I hate mods...

[daydreamerwonderkid]

HUGE fucking kudos to Ryoko Kui for creating a cat girl who is ACTUALLY A CAT GIRL

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[tanblaque]

[egophiliac]

Please elaborate on your twst Pokémon headcannons I’m very interested

I had planned on drawing everyone for this (I made a LIST!) but it. hasn't been going well. 💀 soooo here's what I have so far!

Riddle - Roserade (I was going with 'no legendaries', otherwise I would've given him a Shaymin) (and I don't think Togedemaru is actually a hedgehog or I would've given him one of those too) (...they kind of do fit though. hmm.)

Trey - Alcremie (clover/mint cream + strawberry/ruby cream)

Cater - DITTO SQUAD! DITTO SQUAD! DITTO SQUAD!

Ace - Impidimp (I feel like there's probably a better one for him, but I can't think of it)

Deuce - Scraggy (meanwhile I KNOW deep in my heart that this is true)

Leona - Pyroar (but like. a nasty Pyroar. just a grizzly old Pyroar with the shittiest attitude imaginable. they pretend to hate each other but secretly they are a bonded pair, do not separate)

[mbohjeezart]

Hermit a Day May: Day 2, Xisuma, Personification of Void!

I had SO much fun with this one!! The iridescent hair was inspired by @/Kingscourthouse's wonderful comic. And here's his full portrait without the text and background:

[braisedhoney]

fighting back? against who? they're so happy—they've been waiting for you.

you are wonderful. don't you know that?

bonus: they play sims together :)

[onecoolbee]

People are sleeping on Lae'zel. Sure she is always intense, often inpatient, a bit violent. BUT she is ride or die from the beginning. She's the only companion that is upfront with you, doesn't lie or hide anything. She is risking it all by breaking established protocol by taking you along to find the creche to be purified. Admires your confidence and conviction. And she will one day invite you to watch a sunrise, speak fuckin poetry from her heart, and look at you like this and call you "my joy," sooo

[mo-mode]

If you are leaving hate comments and vague posting about other people then Grover would be disappointed in you. Let’s make him proud instead, okay? Have a good day :)