'cause I do

anonymous asked:

Draw adult Wendy Testaburger with her son? ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜› Draw adult Wendy Testaburger with her son? ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜› Draw adult Wendy Testaburger with her son? ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜› Draw adult Wendy Testaburger with her son? ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜› Draw adult Wendy Testaburger with her son? ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜› Draw adult Wendy Testaburger with her son? ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜› Draw adult Wendy Testaburger with her son? ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜› Draw adult Wendy Testaburger with her son? ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜› Draw adult Wendy Testaburger with her son? ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜›

Here’s some kyma.. i mean Adult wendy testaburger with her son anon, or should i say ric122..!

((if you were happened to be that sensational meme that occurs in south park fandom, and somehow you managed to send me that bizarre ask, then know that you will get an unexpected result. you have been warned.!))

Sooooo, the discussion about shipping younger characters with older ones has popped up again (DGM fandom). I felt inclined to make my stance about the subject since itโ€™s related to fiction consumption in general. Long text below.

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mrslittletall  asked:

I want to thank you. Lately it bothers me, that most interpretations of Papyrus are one extreme or the another, but you let him be himself. Thank you for that.

And I would like to thank you for sending me that. I’m trying my best, and Papyrus being himself is the best Papyrus ever.

Thank you <3

pomrania  asked:

I just had a thought. Vader wants to dote on Leia, but she wouldn't be receptive. So instead, he takes Han aside, and doesn't JUST give the shovel talk, but ALSO tells Han all the things he should do to make Leia happy and spoil her. Sets aside an account specifically to use for Han paying for dates with Leia.

Oh gosh, definitely yes. Though Han would be resistant to taking anything of Vader’s at first. I can spoil her myself, thank you very much, and she’d probably bite my head off if she ever found out where the money is coming from.

Reading By Moonlight - SorMik

Author Notes: This is the first time I’ve written for them so please bear with me. I haven’t exactly participated much in this fanbase either, as my big projects are in other fandoms right now, but I wanted to write at least something for SorMik Week cause I do love these two quite a lot. So here I am! Trying my best! ^-^

Pairing: Sorey x Mikleo

Words: 925

SorMikWeek2017 – Day 1

Prompt: Elysia (Innocence / Beginnings)

Title: Reading By Moonlight

Mikleo closed the door behind him as he stepped out into the moonlight. The air was crisp, a natural scent of fresh grass with a hint of calm soothing water, leaving his steps forward to feel smooth and serene. Flowing through the night like a – well, like a water seraph should, he would think.

Crossing his arms, Mikleo paused in his walk to frown up at the large rock formation sticking out of the ground beside Elysia’s small pond. All of the other seraphs were asleep, or at least closed off in their dwellings for the night. Only one of the villagers was awake at this absurd hour (besides Mikleo himself of course), but he supposed Sorey had a little bit of an excuse to be the odd one out. He was, after all, the only human who lived with them.

Standing at the bottom of the lone rock, Mikleo continued to frown up at his close childhood friend. “And what are you doing up this late?”

Sorey jerked toward him and then gave a light grin. “Oh, Mikleo. I thought you were asleep.”

“As you should be.”

“Yeah, maybe,” Sorey quickly assented, “but I had to read this part again.”

Shifting his stance to put a hand on his waist, Mikleo raised an eyebrow. “Out here?”

A sheepish shrug was his only response. Without more explanation, Sorey returned to the book in his lap. His legs stayed crossed, not at all acknowledging the line of being awake at such a late hour, nor recognizing the hint of curiosity in Mikleo’s tone. Trust Sorey to miss the finer points of conversation. When he was caught in his reading or exploration, it was hard to get noticed without banging down the doors deliberately, so to speak.

Well. If he was going to be that way, then Mikleo had no choice.

With a determined push forward, the young water seraph grabbed hold of the stone in front of him and little by little pulled himself up. He wasn’t really a climber, not like Sorey. Sorey found trouble in other ways all the time, but climbing was definitely one of his strengths, especially when it came to exploring the nearby ruins. Mikleo had magic techniques on his side, of course, so he wasn’t ever too worried of a fall, but he was still only strong in water and not rock or air.

Regardless of the details, Mikleo could climb this rock just fine, and in no time at all he was sitting beside Sorey on the cool stone illuminated by the overhanging moonlight. Before he nudged his friend, he took a moment to study him. Admire him. While he’d always been somewhat conscious of growing up, seeing Sorey in this setting seemed to make it all the more real. A feeling he couldn’t quite explain burned deep inside him just from staring at his close friend’s face, at the way those soft green eyes danced across the words on the book’s page. A part of him wanted to snuggle in closer to the human’s natural warmth, but he held that part back. He wasn’t sure what Sorey would think of him for doing such a thing – and he wasn’t too sure why he wanted it yet, either.

After his eyes had gotten their fill, Mikleo cleared his throat. “So what’s so important that you have to read it out in the dark instead of under a light in your house?”

Sorey blinked, lifting his nose away from the book slowly to light up at Mikleo’s presence. “Some of the text looks different under different lighting. And the art catches the moonlight strangely, too.”

“Strangely,” Mikleo repeated with a disbelieving hum. “You mean you think there could be some secret to decipher.”

Sorey’s eyes widened immediately. “You think that’s possible? I just thought it was neat reading the Celestial Record while sitting under the stars. It has a different feel because of the change in atmosphere. You don’t think that could -”

Mikleo watched as his friend went on and on, getting more excited after each sentence. The young water seraph brought a hand to his chin, feeling the soft fabric of his clothes brushing at his skin, all while he swallowed his laughter. Eventually, Sorey caught on to his mirth and nudged his arm, setting the chuckles free.

“You know -”

Before Sorey could go on, Mikleo interrupted by snatching the ancient text from the other’s lap. “You know, we should probably read through it all under the moonlight together. Knowing you, you might miss something important.”

“Heh. Yeah, I guess we should,” Sorey said, ignoring the slight teasing insult as he accepted the proposition. “Two heads are better than one.”

“And four eyes are better than two.”

Sorey snickered as if at some funny joke but didn’t elaborate. Instead, the both of them became preoccupied with reading through the Celestial Record from the beginning. After setting the book in between them, resting on one leg each, they shifted positions a few more times to find the best angle to avoid shadows, and then they read aloud to each other with the turn of each page, their voices whispering softly in the moonlit darkness.

By the time dawn arrived, both Mikleo and Sorey had fallen fast asleep, leaning against each other. The Celestial Record remained shared between them, open and barely a fourth of the way through its many pages. They may not have finished their project in one night, but at least it was a fitting beginning.

June 29th - July 22nd, 2017

   The attendance is at an all high of 1,235 people, a number that’ll likely only keep climbing as the fanfest goes on. Most, however, you’ll find in front of a podium, talking casually and apparently waiting for a speaker to arrive. That’s what one can only guess, given the layout of everything.

   Then, she walks out. Red hairdye in stripes that are fading, glasses, and looking more like one of the ground than a public speaker. Regardless of appearance, she’s come out of the back and is taking her place at the podium, so opinions don’t really matter here. She’s the speaker and whatever news she’s about to deliver is bound to be important.

   First, a few taps on the mic. The sound echoes around the convention hall and sounds dull; from a gentle roar not unlike that of the sea to the lapping of water in a pool. The crowd goes silent and- out of the corner of your eyes- you even see a few people in the background give pause.

   The young woman looks over the crowd, over the sea of faces from her spot on stage, and seems to give a slight nod of approval. It’s only then that she breathes in, leaning close to the mic…..

   “I may have been gone for weeks…but I still love Jaal Ama Darav.

The crowd goes wild.

anonymous asked:

you say you write with female muses & support female ocs but I don't see it so why even lie

        hello there friendly neighborhood anon! so, I wanted to be very eloquent in my response to this, but I see that you have not truly delved into my blog to support your claim. therefore, me goin on about this would be pointless

       I will say here that the muns of the female muses I associate with are more than welcome to speak for themselves. there’s quite a few on here interacting specifically with Thomas. I was gonna tag, but nah. I don’t know bout you, but I wouldn’t like to be dragged into an anon post, me. so, please, take a little deeper look…
     
      and if you still feel this way, there’s a lovely button on the top right of my blog that if you click it, it will make sure you’re not following me. you can also hover over my name, and click ‘unfollow’ on the top right of the popup. there’s also a blocking feature located in your blog settings. if you scroll all the way to the bottom, that’s where it is! you can even go the extra step and download this cool add on called tumblr savior that allows you to make sure you REALLY don’t see any of my content

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I feel like I’ve seen the beauty and the beast-cliche a thousand times - you know, attractive woman falls for hideous/monstrous or otherwordly guy because she looks past his frightening or alien looks and sees the beauty on the inside, thus giving the good message that one should not judge by appearances. Which is a good message and probably why we’ve seen this trope so many times.

But when I think about how common this trope is, I can not remember it done where the beast figure is the woman and it’s yer Normal McHuman Guy Man who has to look past appearances and whatnot. If the woman is “unattractive”, most often this seems to be normal stuff like glasses and bushy hair (which are not actually ugly) not anything like the beast figures we’re used to. And it seems to be quickly fixed with a makeover. Does anyone have any examples of monster ladies who do the whole ‘look past appearances and fall in love’ thing? I feel like this should exist somewhere since this trope (and variations on it) is pretty common but I haven’t seen it featuring monster ladies of various kinds…

I can’t believe Lotor is Magic Brian.

Clips from Voltron Season 3 trailer

Audio from Episode 4 of The Adventure Zone