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Vintage Enamel Caterpillar Pin Kenneth Jay Lane KJL

[artsymeeshee]

Felt a need to draw hugs (thinking about sea grunks has made me extra emotional :’))

[3stagesofpain]

they forced damian to wear normal clothes for this

[solshii]

both sqqs use their fans asian-mom-slipper-style

also shang qinghua totally dodged that via tripping

[egophiliac]

I loved your drawing(and I love your style in general) with Leia in your recent post! If/when you have time can we see more of her in your style? I get so happy whenever I actually see people mention/talk about her and she’s not just forgotten because we didn’t get to see much of her. 😭

thank you! 💙💙💙 Leia/Leah/Lea/whatever is fascinating to me. she is the ultimate unknown. what was she like? how involved (or even aware of any details of the invasion) was she? Silver's basically a physical carbon copy of his biodad, so what did he get from her? like, I understand why the two of them kind of have to stay as these super vague and mysterious figures -- the whole point of them is that their story ended 400+ years ago and they're not really relevant anymore (and. well. the more that gets explained about them, the less that can just kinda be handwaved as "oh the politics were Very Messy") (we can sit here and theorize all day but let us acknowledge that, ultimately, canon gave us almost nothing about them post-Meleanor and we'd just be making things up). I do still wonder about her though! RIP Lea, we never knew you and we probably never will.

actually you know what, as long as we're here, I think I WILL go ahead and just make some stuff up about what Silver might've inherited from her instead.

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

[leafyeyes417]

Source of it all

Danny and his class had gone on a trip to Gotham for a week. He wasn’t exactly happy about that since despite the lower ectoplasm levels compared to amity, there was a lot more death and he could feel them happen when nearby. It made it hard to sleep when he kept jerking awake due to it.

Everything would have been fine if during the planned events they hadn’t come within a certain distance of Arkham Asylum. Danny being a halfa gave him senses that no one else had. One minute he had been following the group and the next pure and utter terror encompassed him and he took off in a random direction to get as far away from that as possible.

When he came back to himself he was halfway across the city, utterly lost, and on the verge of a panic attack because he had never felt like that before, even when he fought Pariah Dark. Whatever was under Arkham was Bad News(TM) and he had no clue what he should do about it.

[maci-lena]

So this was based on another Soul Steel I failed on. Just one of the many reasons I hated going through this place (yes, even more than Deepnest).

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

They live in my head rent free. Drop your headcanons in the reblogg tags

[anbaisai]

small thing I find really adorable about Jamil:

I really like how you can tell when he's smiling in a "controlled" and "for the camera" way like it's his typical smug smirk ⬆

versus when he actually can't completely hide his joy/excitement ⬇ you can see he looks more candid and ✨sparkly✨and happy

he thinks he hides his emotions so well. he thinks he controls his image perfectly. he does not realize he is kawaii 😤

[riant-draws]

@zorangezest look at him. he needs to be kicked in the teeth

scribbles below~

donuts superior

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Antique Solid Silver Shell Cameo Brooch Engraved Frame 1910s

[bamsara]

Still think it's funny that in 2020 the doctors went "there is something so incredibly wrong with this bitch. Don't do a trial period put them on the highest dose of Adderall legally possible" and then I died

[littlewebtreasures]

Dolphin by tumblr user ghostangel444 (deactivated)

[sillyswriting]

: ̗̀➛ tattoo artist simon 'ghost' riley

cw : reader is on the chubby side, toxic ex, low self esteem thoughts, hint of eating disorder, sexual theme

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the elastic of the frontal lamp was starting to itch around his ears. his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration, his hand steady after years in the military. this was his most precious project, after all.

lovely flowers were adorning your hip as you lay there in simon's tattoo shop. he still remembered the first time you crossed the door; the entire shop thought you were lost. a sweet little lady like you had no business in this tattoo shop. but you explained that you saw a flower design you liked a lot, and it turned out the tattoo artist was the ghost that's why you were here. simon had remembered then that he had indeed designed "traditional" tattoos when he started, to try and gain a bit of visibility. but that was a couple of years ago. and yet, here you were.

of course, he had tried to explain that his style had changed, that he wasn't the right tattoo artist for this, that he mostly tattooed military men who were after 'harder' designs. but you were dead set on getting those flowers he drew, so he said yes. when you told him, all puppy eyes, that it was your first tattoo, his whole demeanor changed. he made it his primary project, without really understanding why. but you were just so lovely, all shy in your cute little dress.

the first session had been a mess. you were a bit shy. simon could tell you were not confident in your body, which was a shame, because if he was being honest, your curves had been driving him crazy the moment you set foot in his shop. you decided to have the flowers on your hip, meaning you were pretty undressed in front of what you considered to be one of the most handsome men you had ever seen in your life. you kept trying to hide your stomach, pulling your dress down. you moved a lot from the pain but also from the embarrassment. simon had to put an end to it, quick, because he hated the way you acted. he was not angry at you per se; he was angry at the fucker who had put those ideas in your head. he would have bet anything on the fact that your lack of confidence was the result of a man's words.

and he had been right. this tattoo was a way of reconnecting with your own body. after your breakup, your ex's words had taken a hard toll on you. you remembered all those times he said you needed to eat less, how you should join him at the gym, and how he was always a bit ashamed to tell people you were his girlfriend. but it was not as if you had gained weight while in the relationship; you had always been chubby, so he knew what he was getting into.

"count your calories", "this looks ridiculous on you, baby", "it's not because you bake as a job that you should taste everything you make, you know?" and he said all those things so casually that you believed him. you started starving yourself, which did more damage because you would eat a lot more afterward.

simon still remembered when he told you he was done, that this was going to be a multiple-session tattoo with how much you were fidgeting. the reaction had been immediate; big tears had filled your eyes, and apologies spilled out of your mouth in seconds. you were so ashamed, he hadn't even finished one flower. it had barely been 30 minutes. you were already ready to find another tattoo artist who would be willing to finish this because there was no way you were ever coming back here.

however, simon had other ideas in his mind. he couldn't help but imagine you with him. not just sexually, but in every other aspect of his life.

"taking you out tonight, lovie." he'd said, dismissing your apologies as he cleaned his hands. "so you can tell me why you're so dead set on hiding a body like that, aye?" there was no room for questions or refusals.

simon was a blunt but simple man, if he liked something, he took it. and he liked you.

still now, as you lay in the shop with simon's focused eyes on your tattoo, you still felt the same butterflies you felt those couple of weeks ago. the start of the night had been awkward, but after a couple of drinks and a bit of sweet talking, you told him everything. and it had felt good; you hadn't realized how much it had been eating at you from the inside.

thing is, simon riley wasn't good with words, so he did the next best thing he was really good at. he fucked you that night, praising you so much that you almost passed out. ever since that moment, simon had been in your life-reminding you to eat, always eager to try your pastries as long as you tried them with him, grabbing your hips every chance he got. he loved it, and deep down, he felt he was starting to love you.

after years in the military, he was happy to finally have something soft by his side, and god, if you weren't the softest thing he had ever had.

[da-janela-lateral]

Dia dos namorados? Today!? NO!!!! Post aro Tsubomi right now