#super creator

[mergatroidster]

Chill’n at the burger shack, steering clear of the grownups who are in a whirlwind preparing for the celebration…

[razzafrazzle]

a while back I wanted to see if I could make strong bad on ximboland. the answer is not really but i think he'd be flattered nonetheless

[image description: a drawing of strong bad from homestar runner as a bulky woman with tan skin and messy blue hair poking out from under her mask. she is also wearing knee and elbow pads, black leather shorts, and a flame-print bikini top. she also has quite a bit of body hair and a trogdor tattoo. next to her is a doodle of regular strong bad being surprised to look at her, a note that says "strong babe? girl bad? I dunno man.", and a screenshot of a ximboland avatar that vaguely looks like the drawing. end id]

[turtleblogatlast]

One of my favorite headcanons is that Leo grew up watching telenovelas with Splinter.

It just works so well - his bits of Spanish that he spouts randomly, his showy way of apologizing, and, of course, his love for dramatic betrayals all point to this being a very real possibility.

Plus, it’s very cute to imagine a tiny Leo at his father’s side as they both gasp in shock when the show’s eighth plot twist in just as many episodes happens.

[arcanegifs]

maybe if these people spend a lick of their time creating for the media they love instead of harassing other people with what they enjoy, they'll be less miserable.

if you're wondering why there's less fan content here over the years.... it's this. this is why.

[slavhew]

ww

[sunnymainecoonx]

I know damn well I misunderstood the assignment but we roll, I'll understand it some day

It's killer and dust btw. If you couldn't tell. Which you probably couldn't.. forgor to say but shhh 🤫 Killers having a convo with himself..

..I kinda wanna change my url but idk to what

[neptunesbeloved]

Yellow Carnation

wc: 2,384

Synopsis: How lovely, he planned a surprise just to cheer you up

tw: she pronouns / female reader / married couple / random!malecharacter x reader

Author's note: Honestly not writing for a specific character is kinda pissing me off, I can't be specific in my descriptions.

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This needs to stop, it has happened for so long. He noticed how her eyes deliberately avoided his. He whitenessed her voice quieting down as the days passed by. But about all, seeing her warm smile fading with time was hurting him the most. He felt powerless in the moment, he didn't know what was happening.

They got married a few years ago, moved in a beautiful house nearby the sea and regularly went on vacation. He showered her with all of his love, dripping her with the finest silks and shiniest gemstones. He also planed the most original and romantic dates for her. Everything he did was for her. He wanted to give her the whole universe.

This afternoon, she texted him that she will be getting home later than usual to go on a walk by herself. She did not gave him any more indications but he knew it was because she was feeling down lately. At the announce, he hurried to plan a surprise romantic night at home to cheer her up. He called their chef in a hurry and politely asked her to cook homemade italian meal for tonight since she loved Italian cuisine. While the chef was cooking their dinner he rushed to her favorite florist and bought a beautiful bouquet of luscious ranunculus.

Once he finally got home he carefully set the table not forgetting to lay the tip of the newly bought bouquet of flowers in a glass filled with water to prevent the beautiful petals from tarnishing. Because she would be home in an hour or less he decided to prepare the bedroom for the upcoming massage he would give her. He covered the bed with a soft towels as he lit up the vanilla scented candles positioned in the corners of the room.

He truly wished what he had planned for her will make her feel better. In addition to this lovely night coming ahead he aimed at making her open up about her hidden struggles. He knew she was the type of person to keep everything inside, he wanted to create a safe environment for her to hopefully share her struggles with him.

It was 7:15pm when she got home, her face had a peaceful yet slightly sad expression. While slowly inhaling the comforting smell of her home, she closed her eyes before removing her bag and shoes.

–“I'm home.” She gently said, her voice resonating through the hallway.

At the sound of her voice, the gentleman grabbed the bouquet of Ranunculus and left their bedroom to head towards the hallway.

–“Good evening, how are you doing?” He gently asked, hiding the bouquet behind him.

–“I'm all right, thanks.” She answered while tenderly looking at him. “What are you hiding behind your back ?”

–“I have something planned for you this evening and this" He pulled out the flowers. "is the first thing on the list.”

Her eyes brightened as her lips former a smile of happiness. Her dainty fingers wrapped around the thoughtful present.

–“I love ranunculus, thank you so much.”

He tenderly grabbed her free hand before placing a loving kiss on her knuckles. He positioned himself behind her and placed his hands on her eyes.

–“You are now going to discover they next surprise. Do you have any idea of what it might be ?” He mischievously teased. He knew she loved enigmas so it was a great way to introduce the dinner. With a confident gesture, he guided her to their destination.

–“Because you are covering my eyes, I think that the next surprise is bigger than a flower bouquet and that you cannot move it around.” She guessed, leaving him speechless. "With the lack response from you, I think I am right. Maybe it is something that is set somewhere in the house like a themed decoration or a new furniture... We both already love the arrangements of the house so I don't think it is a new piece of furniture.” She add, still thinking about what it might be.

–“Almost there...” He gently chuckled before placing a little kiss on her head.

Her smile grew even bigger.

–“Thanks, I know. Anyways let's continue...” she took another moment to think. “Because we haven't eaten yet, you might have decorated the dinning room and thanks to the ranunculus I can confidently say that you've set up a romantic dinner. I think you decorated the dinning room with romantic arrangements!” She confidently declared.

He was in awe—In addition of being drop dead gorgeous she was also really smart.

–“What a brilliant mind you have, I am definitely lucky to be your husband!” He said, his words resonating through her.

–“Don't say this, I'm more than honored to have you . We are both lucky to have each other.”

–“My feelings doesn't take away from yours. Infact, I am just appreciating you darling.” He added as his hands left her closed lids before sliding down her arms to intertwined their fingers. "Let's get in, shall we?”

His thumb gently brushed her fingers, providing her with love but also comfort. He wanted to sooth her, to reassure her. Though he was a hurt by the secret she kept, he still wanted to make her happy.

–“Are you ready?” He said as an excited smiled formed on his lips before opening the door.

The dim lighting casted a yellow glow in the room as the candles laid on the table created a cozy feeling. A beautiful vase filled with water was set on the side of the round table besides a fancy bottle of water.

He gently took her bouquet off of her hands before removing its paper wrap.

–“Let's put those beauties in the vase, we don't want them to wilt.” He said as he delicately placed the flowers in the water.

Her hands reach for the chair in front of her but he politely stopped her.

–“It has been five years since we first got together and yet you still don't understand that I want to do those cliché it for you..." He gently chuckled as he pulled out the chair for her. “The chef will serve us the food in a few minutes. I can't wait to see your reaction.”

–“Since this is a surprise I won't try to guess what we are going to eat.” She chuckled.

After a few minutes spent talking about the latest news, the chef finally arrived with two delicious plates of homemade fresh lasagnas. She disposed the two plates in front of the couple before leaving the room.

–“I haven't eaten Italian food in a while.” She said while admiring the dish in front of her.

The chef regained the kitchen and left the two spouses alone. She reached for the fork in front of her to taste the meal. As she withdrew the cold silver fork from her mouth the ingredients laid on her sensitive tongue, their taste slowly diffusing through her mouth. She closed her eyes in delight as a whimper of delight escaped from her.

A gentle smile formed on his lips. He truly loved to see her appreciate the meal. His hand brushed for the stray strend of hair in front of her face. He then grabbed his fork to appreciate the dinner too, savouring his lasagnas.

–“Tell me, how was your day?” he asked as he poured her glass with water. Her flickering eyes didn't went unnoticed by him but he didn't pushed it any further.

–“It was refreshing... After work I went for a walk in a park nearby my workplace.” She puts her fork down to talk. "There was even yellow carnations. I've never saw yellow carnations this close and their smell was so delicate... Very lovely.” She picks up her fork. “How about yours?”

–“I woke up earlier today to work on a new thesis. The lab I'm collaborating with funds my researches and they let me borrow their high end tools.” He explained, looking in her eyes. “After you texted me that you were coming home later, I rushed to plan this surprise.”

–“Such a loving partner...” She chuckled. “Very thoughtful of you, thank you again.”

They talked about everything and anything, enjoying the homemade Italian meals as they exchange laughter, loving stares and warming smiles. The love between them couldn't just be felt—it could be seen and heard. They way they talked with so much respect to one another could melt the heart of the coldest person. His hand frequently resting on top of hers paired with her dainty foot lovingly caressing his legs spoke volume about the depth of their bound. Everything felt thoughtful yet natural between them.

–“Enjoyed this dinner?” He asked with a mischievous smile on his face.

–“I sure did ! I love Italian food, it's my favorite with indian food too.” She said before taking a sip of water.

–“I did too...” His flickered to his watch. “I think it is time for the third and last surprise.” He got up and handed her his hand. “Allow me to guide you.” As her hand took its place in his, he guided her from the dinning room to the door of their bedroom.

–“Can you guess what will happen next?“ He said with his low voice.

She raised her eyebrow, looking in emptiness as she gathered her thoughts.

–“Like for the dinner, the bedroom might be decorated... While we were eating you didn't make any allusion about intimacy and the ambiance wasn't steamy between us... It was more romantic.” She said as her eyes flickered between the doors and him. “But because the next surprise is in the bedroom it still includes some kind of physical proximity between us. You are the kind of person to primary show your love through actions too...” She took a significant pause. “I think I got it! Are you planning some kind of massage?” She said, her face taking a malicious expression.

A little laughter came out of his mouth as he affectionately looked at her.

–“Your sharp mind never disappoints, darling. You never fail to impress me, I am enamored with you.” He said before placing a loving kiss on her forehead. “Let's get in, shall we?” His hand latched onto the door handle.

The door opened, unleashing a delicate fragrance of vanilla as the candlelights animated the bedroom with life. She entered the room followed by her loyal husband before standing in front of the large bed.

She looked at the soft pillows, her lips slowly opened as if she tried to say something before suddenly closing. He looked at her with a confuse expression.

–“What's wrong, sweetie?” He murmured, taking her delicate hand in his.

–“...” She hesitated. “Nothing...” she answered, barely above a whisper.

He gulped down as a sharp feeling in his heart struck him. His jaw and eyebrows tensed while his tongue brushed across his lips. As her gentle eyes laid on his face he relaxed a bit.

–“Anything wrong?” She asked, her silky voice soothed his fragile heart.

–“It's fine... I'm alright.” He said as a sly feeling of guilt took over him.

–“Since you are offering me a massage I guess I should remove my dress. Can you unzip it for me please?“

He executed her orders, carefully unzipping her dress as his fingers lingered on the soft skin of her back. Her black dress fell all the way down to her ankles. She slowly laid down on her stomach before gently closing her eyes. The sight of her, so vulnerable yet unaccessible made his heart flutter. He took a deep breath before grabbing the bottle of almond oil.

–“You once told me that you loved the smell of almond oil so I decided to use it as an oil massage...” He said as he poured a good amount on the valley of her back.

With his bare warm hands he lather the oil from her shoulders to the small of her back in a linear motion. Gliding his palms on the bare surface before firmly yet gently gripping her tight shoulders before carefully massaging them.

–“You are really tense up here. Relax, I've got you...“ He said as he liberated the tension nestled in her shoulders.

–“Keep going please...“ She satisfactly whined before humming the sweet perfum of the vanilla scented candles.

While his hands went from her shoulders to the middle of his back she slowly opened here eyes, looking at the wall in front of her. She felt like the burden she was carrying within herself was consuming her from the inside out. It needed to be shared. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes again.

–“It feels so good... You hands work wonders on my back...” She muttered.

He faintly chuckled before pressing an affectionate kiss on the back to her neck

–“Its good to know. I like to make you feel good.” He whispered as his warm breath caressed the back of her neck.

–“You are such an angel, I'm so grateful to have you in my life.”

With his skilled hands, he applied more pressure on a tight knot nestled on her left shoulder blade.

–“Is your work stressing you out like that?” He asked, slightly worried for her. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”

Her heart tightened as small tears formed in her eyes. She gently shut her lids before biting her lips. She knew she shouldn't keep secrets like this one for herself. She took a deep breath before talking.

–“No, it's not...” He noticed the sudden change in her demeanor.

–“Would you like to tell me what it is?” His hands massaged her back more delicatly as he could feel the slight feeling of fear rushing throw his body.

–“I don't know how to bring this up...” She said before hiding her face from him.

He placed a tender kiss on her head before caressing the slop of her arm.

–“I'm here for you... Don't worry, I will always stick by your side.”

She bit her lips as she restrained her tears from flooding the white cotton sheets.

–“Well... Last week I went on my yearly medical check up. I talked about my health and my lifestyle habits with me doctor and I told her that during this past month I've felt very fatigued. So we did a blood test...” She took a pause as she felt a tear streaming down her eye.

He started to caressed her head in a soothing manner.

–“It's okay, take your time...“ He calmly whispered despite his worry growing more intense.

–“While waiting for the results she talked more in details about the blood test. It was suppose to measure my hormon level because she suspected that I just had a hormonal imbalance. I didn't thought much of it and... When she came back with the results... She told me that I was pregnant...”

His heart skipped a beat.

–“I am pregnant...” She said as she crumble in tears.

He stopped caressing her head for a few seconds before firmly embracing her. Neither of them knew what to do. He then proceeded to gently rub her back as he closed his eyes.

–“No matter what you decide, I will support you... We are in this together.“

–“I don't know if I want this baby...“ She mumbled as she wiped her tears.

–“That's fine, love...” He continued his gentle caresses as his vibrating voice soothed her. “Do you know of how many weeks you are pregnant?“

–“Right now... I am six weeks pregnant.” She said before crying again. “I have to hurry up to decide what I want to do...”

His hands instinctively caressed her hair.

–“You don't have to decide right now we still have a month... I just want you to know that we are in this together, you are not alone. No matter what you do, I promise and swear to accept and support decisions. It is your body, so nobody else should decide what is best for you, not even me. You are strong, clever but most importantly you are loved.”

[geminialchemist]

As someone who always plays as Luigi when I have the option, this is honestly what it feels like.

[elodieunderglass]

I haven’t watched Dungeon Meshi, but I always enjoy the dashboard osmosis experience and have a peculiar visual memory. Here is what I believe Dungeon Meshi to be mostly about. No complicating experiences with the text, or indeed character references, fed into this extremely clear vision, which I believe I torrented directly from the astral plane at the same time as the creator was logged on

[mergatroidster]

mmm… what kind of snacky-snack should I choose…

[swolesome]

Transmasc Tumblr, I need you.

I dunno if there's a rallying cry or some kind of ancient incantation I gotta bust out, but HEY TRANSMASC FOLKS AND TRANS MEN, EXCUSE ME PLEASE. I'm a trans dude with a small-ish YouTube channel working on a video about the erasure of transmasculinity, particularly in the wake of the recent debacle involving a former YouTuber who I won't mention directly but his name rhymes with Sames Jomerton. His plagiarism of Alexander Avila and Jes Tom, and outright misgendering of ND Stevenson got me fired up about how often we're overlooked or merely an asterisk in queer discourse, so much so that even those of us in this community need to search high and low for resources on our history and health care. So I'd like to hear from you. If you're comfortable, I'd love for anyone who's part of this community (and not a transmedicalist) to message me directly with something you wish more people knew about us, or an anecdote about one of your experiences (happy, sad, angering, your call.) A paragraph or two is ideal--for longer posts, I will likely not be able to include them in their entirety, but I will quote them where I can. If you'd like to be involved, please let me know if you'd prefer to be anonymous or to have your name dropped and socials linked; I'm hoping for the latter given that the idea is to shout out more artists and creators, but I want to give the anons space to be heard, too. You can also help by recommending transmasc YouTubers (especially essayists) who could use more eyes! I'm looking for more creators to enjoy personally, and I'd love to shout them out if it would help them. If y'all could reblog this, I'd be very appreciative, and if you read all of this, dog bless you. 💙 And an extra special thanks to @socksonat3am for being such a great friend with exceptional meme game. He blindsided me with a compliment so now I'm getting him back because he needs to know how talented and delightful and magical he is. Take that, Socks. Get absolutely treasured.

[raticalshoez]

Whether it's his intuition, his rage, or his deaths, no one ever takes this guy seriously

[akiiame-blog]

Poor Mario 🤭❤💗

[daeyumi]

my brother got me elden ring for xmas

of course i had to make link as my tarnished lol- i guess i have another new link design now oops

[karlrincon]

Rest in peace, legend. 🕊️🐉

Akira Toriyama 鳥山 明 • 1955 - 2024.

[violetsquare111]

perhaps overly rambly thoughts on the influencer arc

it is very hard to watch but i don't think it's contrary to what we know of green, and i'm enjoying it just fine.

we know green is a showoff and perfectionist. the color gang all like winning, but green likes making a big display of it too. he's quite a sore winner and loser, and hates having the spotlight taken from him when it is his.

he loves attention and praise. and like, that's okay, don't we all? he cares about his friends in the end.

but i get the feeling that, while they love him and appreciate his talents, his friends don't really give him that big attention that he might want. they're used to him winning and being good at art/performance of any kind. it's normal to them really. maybe even a little disheartening.

so i can easily see how getting that attention in the form of being an influencer is a huge thing for green. an addiction, even. he gets so drawn into it that he overlooks his friends' discomfort, so he can keep being the Perfect Celebrity, keep the hype going.

obviously this end outcome here isn't actually what he wanted, and i'm sure he feels guilt for all this on some level. but he's pushed that away in favor of the high of getting a number to go up, getting more of the spotlight. there's nothing else that matters right now but getting that new dopamine hit. again, it is an addiction.

surely his friends will come around. why don't they get it? this is a good thing for him. he's winning. he's harsh, yes, but he's just trying to be successful. his friends aren't actually hurt (they are), they're doing fine (they're not), what's the issue? (everything.)

i don't think current green is character assassination - right now he's doing horribly and hurting the people around him because he is at his lowest, the worst version of himself where his flaws overtake him. it can go up from here. i have no doubt that by the end of this green is going to get some sense shaken into him and make up with his friends. like, that's just the kind of series this is.

and despite all the character analysis i just did lol - i ALSO think it's important to remember that we are probably taking every little action of these characters infinitely more seriously than the creators are. while the series sometimes dips its toes (or entire face) into being a dramatic and beautiful story, it is ultimately a cartoon, and sometimes the character writing will be put on the back burner for a moment in favor of a gag or an overall episode arc. and that's fine! nothing they're doing is unprecedented for the characters they've set up, and i think they'll wrap this up alright.