h something

Seems so. 

And there are a lot of people out there who need help.

I think you’d make an exceptional addition to our team. You guys agree?

Absolutely! An exorcist would be a pretty good addition to the 5th branch!

O-or maybe y-you have h-healing magic…..?

Something tell me he’ll end up in the 6th branch. Or maybe they’ll start a paranormal branch for him to run.

Ryokai: *blushes slightly*….I….th-thanks…

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ACTUAL LONG-SUFFERING SINGLE DAD CHRISTOPHER PIKE

How to Draw Tundras 101

Step 1:
Draw a Lion

Step 2:
Draw a better Lion

Step 3:
Realize for some reason you need to make this Lion a Giant Lizard instead
(embiggen him)

Step 4:
Lighten, because no way in hell do you want to redraw that from scratch

Step 5:
?????? Tundra on top???

Step 6:
BAM

Now go forth, and draw needlessly large and floofy Paw-Hand Lizards

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Hey hey hey, @lanceweek​ Day 1 is here !  Inner Space/Outer Space.

Well i bet now you know how weak I am ? I couldn’t miss an occasion to draw Blue with her paladin 💙 

don’t worry - i promise i haven’t forgotten ro!

  • us: hey, uh, staff? porn bots keep following me and reblogging my personal posts and selfies, which makes me really uncomfortable and could potentially trigger some people. can you maybe do something about it?
  • staff:
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  • staff: here's a little pixel horse
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NEW photos of Chris Evans and McKenna Grace at a photocall for Gifted

@lwskybones submitted:

Happy belated birthday zeph!

I just wanted to say thank you so much for blessing us with your beautiful art! (especially the colours!! you’re a huge inspiration!?) THANK YOU!

awww, thank you so much ;v; !!!

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NMB48 5th Anniversary Concert: Yuri Theatre

↳ SayaMomo moments

Age Regression + Get To Know Me Asks

A. What age do you usually regress to?
B. Do you use a bottle?
C. Do you have a caregiver?
D. Do you use diapers?
E. Favorite thing to eat?
F. Favorite fruit?
G. Favorite place to go when you feel little?
H. Something that makes you happy?
I. Favorite ice cream?
J. Favorite juice?
K. Are you a kitten or other pet?
L. Favorite thing about being little?
M. Favorite little space movie?
N. What’s your name?
O. How old are you?
P. Do you use pacifiers?
Q. A habit you wish you could quit?
R. Favorite nursery rhyme?
S. Favorite stuffie?
T. Favorite little space TV show?
U. Something unique about you?
V. Favorite veggie?
W. Where are you from?
X. (The best x word I can think of its xylophone so….) What’s your favorite instrument?
Y. Favorite time of year?
Z. Favorite animal to see at the zoo?

anonymous asked:

You know what, I suck at reading instructions! I'm so sorry again!!! I am so sorry I'm not reading you rules correctly. Once more I asked for the whole "hot mess" of a thing. And I'm sorry. So, can I just request MTME Cyclonus, Drift, Pharma, and IDW Starscream with human s/o doing whatever you chose? Please and thank you. And I'm so sorry for screwing up the request twice :(

Oh no sweetie it’s okay! Don’t feel bad, it happens ^.^ lol I may have went a bit overboard with this…

Gardening with s/o

MTMTE

Drift (Spring)

  • The air is rich with fragrance as you lead Drift through the grove of blooms. Spring is the time of new beginnings, you explain, plucking an azalea and handing it back to him. He smiles softly. His nimble digits weave the flower into the wreath he’s making, and he tugs it to a finish and places it on your head. “You are my new beginning”
  • It’s not Drift’s fault you fell. It’ yours; you’d reached too far for that, shiny, juicy, perfect first fruit, lost your balance, and went tumbling down from his servo and into the bushes below. Drift had been horrified by your screams as the thorns dug into your skin. It’s not his fault, you assure him frantically, totally not his fault- but that doesn’t stop him from blaming himself. He winces as he lays the last Band-Aid over a scrape, kissing it tenderly with his holo-avatar’s lips. You suppose you won’t be making jam today; Drift won’t let you out of bed for a long while. Instead, maybe he’ll be up for telling you a story or two.

Cyclonus (Summer)

  • “Who planted so much squash?” you ask, eyeing your overrun garden. You’d learned early on to be frugal with squash seeds; they grow like nobody’s business and there’s no way to not be sick of it by the end of summer. Cyclonus makes a troubled noise. He looks flustered, and not in the cute way like when you kiss him. He looks like, maybe, he made an error. A laugh bubbles from your lips. How can you be mad?  Rookie mistake, you tease him, and before he can apologize you wave him off. You’ll just make bread, you tell him. He smiles gratefully and starts to harvest the squash.
  • Today is unbearably hot, so you have to water yourselves as well as the garden. Cyclonus moves slower than usual, his cooling fans blast unbearably loud. You hook the hose up. When the water hits his plating it sizzles, curling little wisps of steam, and he relaxes against a tree. Now that he’s cool you can sit in his lap and let the sprinkler drench both of you. He runs a claw through your hair, working out the knots, and you doze as the summer sun hangs high above you.

Pharma (Fall)

  • “Thank…you?” you say when Pharma gives you a handful of pumpkin guts. He doesn’t reply; you don’t think he heard you over the buzz of his chainsaw. Even in his mass-displaced form he had to get the biggest pumpkin to be able to work properly with it. He flicks the juice off of his chainsaw and turns the pumpkin, smiling proudly. It’s not… the prettiest jack-o-lantern, but it’s definitely the scariest. Pharma says he’s ready to set it on fire and scare the neighborhood kids.
  • Pharma is all business in the morning, which is good because you’re not all anything in the morning. He lets you ride in the wagon on the way to the garden and even does most of the harvesting for you. Surprisingly, he doesn’t talk. He’s razor-sharp focused as he cuts gourds free and pulls up carrots. As you trot next to him on the way back you notice how tired he looks. He grumbles that he could really use his morning energon right about now.

IDW Starscream (Winter)

  • Your breath puffs a small cloud. You assess the tree. There are some dead branches that will have to go, you explain to Starscream, for the tree to be able to grow. He’s not listening; he’s rubbing his arms and whining about the cold. With a small laugh you take out your pruning saw- only for it to be snatched away. Starscream huffs- let him do it, you humans are so fragile, and of course you’ll end up hurting yourself. Besides, a little work might warm him up.
  • There’s ice on the tips of Starscream’s wings. There’s ice caked on the tips of Starscream’s wings. You know he’s in pain because he’s not complaining; his face is pinched and he tries to keep in his whimpers. He tries to act like it doesn’t bother him. You sit him in front of the fire place and gently- ever so gently- brush the slush away with a towel. Gradually his shaking slows, his whimpers quiet into small groans, and his frame finally relaxes. He flutters his wings with slow, careful movements, then offers you a smile and a place on his lap. When he falls into recharge, curled softly around you, you know the pain is gone.