he knows that he cool

OK YALL

So! we have had a Matt appreciation month, an Edd appreciation and now im putting together a tom apreciation month because hes a pretty darn cool dude ya know. He was in charge of legecy, voice of tom, and still does his own stuff with that one youtube channel named Tomska (Ill tag his ass later)

BUT TO THE IMPORTANT STUFF! Note: I will say Tom and then Tomska, Tom refering to eddsworld and Tomska refering to IRL Tom so yeah. Rules: dont be a goddamn dick for once, lets not put ship stuff in the tag, uhhhhhhh that should be good

NOW THE DAYS: NOTE THIS WILL BE TAKING PLACE IN MAY

(And if ya really wanna you can switch Tom to Tomska with a few of these but please dont make them the same people)

Day 1: Draw Tom
Day 2: Draw Tom being drunk, or getting drinks or something (chill with the drinks if ya drawing Tomska)
Day 3: Draw Tom with a harpoon
Day 4: Draw Tom with eyes
Day 5: Draw Scribble Tom! (or really any other reject with tom in it)
Day 6 Young Tom
Day 7: Toms parents
Day 8:Tom Doing a funny face
Day 9: Screenshot redraw of choice (with tom)
Day 10: Draw Tomska!
Day 11: Tom with Edd and Matt (Tord is optional)
Day 12: Draw Tom with outfit of choice
Day 13: Draw Black Tom (or any POC Tom, make hiim look fucking dope tho)
Day 14: Draw an EXTREAMLY small Tom right next to a GIGANTIC Tom
Day 15: Draw Jon I dont fucking know
Day 16: Look at or Binge watch Tomskas channel (its tomska or darksquidge)
Day 17: Draw your favorite Tomska video or like ASDF or something
Day 18: Sheriff Tom
Day 19: Future Tom
Day 20: Draw or say your favorite thing about Tom/ Tomska
Day 21: Draw or say your opinon on Toms eyes (orbs, empty, headcannon, etc)
Day 22: Tom or Tomska in a suit
Day 23: Tom with ringo, Or Tomska with his pet fox
Day 24: Monter Tom
Day 25: Tom with susan
Day 26: Tom with Tomme bear
Day 27: Just draw Tom straight up punching tord, just right in the face
Day 28:  Tom or Tomska doing something dumb
Day 29: Draw Dat boi or just post it and tag tomska with no context
Day 30: Tom and Tomska together
Day 31: Write a coolio heart felt note to Tomska

The tag is #Tomskaam and spread this to every site! (i swear i dont mean it to say scam)

anonymous asked:

Hi I need some advice. I want to get back with my ex, like we're best friends, but the reason I broke up with him is coz I'm ace. He knows now and he was cool with it, and he actually still likes me, but I was wondering if it is a good idea, I miss him. Thanks❤️

If you aren’t ignoring any red flags and it was a safe an healthy relationship I don’t see why you can’t give it another go. :)

hi can I get a fuckin uhhhhhhh

badass, accomplished, intelligent leader Lance who is strong in his own right and doesn’t need to be coddled and doesn’t take shit from others AND PEOPLE ACTUALLY LISTEN TO HIM AND RESPECT HIM

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more magician reigen bc its so much fun

and also ritsu bc definitely super fun

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hello cutie💕

The one and only handsome student you won’t have a chance to share the classroom with…

Mark Lee ♥


In some kind of AU… 🍃


i can’t stop thinking about how much even’s hand must’ve hurt after he punched isak’s locker. like sure i get that he was all Cool Dude™ in the moment and stuff but i bet my first born child that the second he walked around the corner he started flailing and mouthing every swear he knew bc his hand hurt like hell. i mean isak was having an actual ring match with the locker and it still wouldn’t open, but here comes even all smooth and swift and suave and he just so happens to be able to open the locker with one inconsequential hit? no way buddy. he was definitely ready to drop after his punch. and the worst part is that you know he thinks it was worth it bc he caught isak’s shook expression and he got to know that his crush thinks he’s cool and mysterious and strong

“Is Bruce in here?” Tim figured he might be— Bruce spent a lot of time in the children’s wing of Wayne Enterprises. There were a dozen or so kids in daycare most weekdays, and Bruce liked to hang out.

Tim liked to hang out too. They had nice snacks, and he’d known most of the kids since they were toddlers. And sometimes naps were mandatory.

“Conference call,” Damian told him. (For someone who claimed to hate naps, snackfood, kids, and humanity in general, Damian also spent a lot of time in the children’s wing.) “I don’t know where.” 

He went back to what he was doing, which was arranging a set of pewter soldiers into a complex model of a battlefield, presumably for the benefit of the preschooler sitting next to him. 

“What’s this?”

“The Battle of Issus, 333 BC.”

“Right, obviously.” Tim decided he was curious, so he settled down on the mats to watch.  Damian finished his model; he pulled a marker from the art table and used it as a pointer. 

“Okay. This is the Macedonian army, outnumbered but in the better tactical position, south of the Pinarus River. Their leader is Alexander the Great. And this—” He pointed to his enemy line. “—is the Achaemenid Empire. They’re about to lose.”

Damian tapped his marker on the Macedonian right. “This is the companion calvary, Alexander’s elite force, and they—” he cut off when he noticed his pupil digging in the toy bin, clearly distracted. The kid came up with a battered Transformer, which he set behind Damian’s lines. 

“Elliot. Alexander did not have robots.”

“But,” said Tim, rummaging through the box himself, “did he have wizards?” He pulled a bearded magician out of the tub and held it up for Damian to see. 

“You know he didn’t.”

Tim passed the wizard to Elliot. “But what if he did?”

“Drake.”

“How would that go?”

Drake.”

“Abracadabra, Alexander!” Elliot yelled, gleefully smashing through Damian’s entire left flank.

“Damn it, Drake.” Damian sighed in frustration— not quite the rise Tim was hoping for, but still something. He dropped Elliot’s discarded robot back into the box.

“I don’t know what you were expecting,” Tim told him. “Elliot’s four. He’s too young for— what is this— military history?”

“He was doing fine before you showed up.” Damian started to re-erect his soldiers, but he gave it up after Elliot came in for a second pass. “Which is typical, isn’t it?”

“Good one.”

“Thank you.” Damian crossed his arms. “Fine. I’ll bite. When is he supposed to learn this kind of thing?”

“High school? Maybe never.”

“That can’t be right.”

“Have I ever lied to you?”

“Frequently.” Damian rolled his eyes. “I’m getting a second opinion.”

“I’ll wait.”

Damian checked the room for potential allies. “Thomas?” he called over his shoulder, “You learned military strategy as a kid, right?”

Duke looked up from the book he was reading to a pair of kindergardeners. “Just you, man.”

“Told you.” Tim fished a bag of plastic ninja from the toy box and arranged them pointedly into a row. “How are you still surprised by this kind of thing?”

Damian glared at him. “Okay, first of all? I’m not a— hold on a second. Elliot!”

Elliot froze with a large, plastic dinosaur held aloft over the battlefield. He drew it sheepishly back to his chest. “Sorry.”

“Not in the calvary wing,” Damian told him. “You’ll scare the horses.”

“Here?” Elliot pointed to the front of the phalanx.

“Yes.”

“RAWR.”

“Aim for his center.” Damian turned back to Tim. “Anyway. Why are you still talking to me? I thought we had an agreement about unnecessary contact.”

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