#<333!!

[rocketbirdie]

you're Atem/Yami and Yugi are all so gender, they're already trans coded on their own but you just made it WORSE

(ily btw❤️)

every day i am in agonizing envy of the Yugi Gender. truly one of the greatest character designs of all time

(ily too btw!)

[perfectday1972]

david jonsson via instagram

[artinandwritin]

Went through my old siri and niv and their gang based writing/old one shots and i found some fun snippets to share!!

Might be a fun game to guess the context LMAO

First off, why does Siri have bloody hands? Let's discuss lmao

Niv angst niv angst niv angst

Gussiri bickering abt the sleeping medication their son is taking (they are very silly)

Snotlout and Zephyr making a surprise appearance!! Baby Zephyr being very wise

Was fun to look through all of this LMAO

[russell-crowe]

GREEN MAUVE LAVENDER UMBER TIMBERWOLF PLUM and CRIMSON

green = i think you’re cute. mauve = you are really talented lavender = you inspire me umber = i want to know more about you timberwolf = i trust you plum = i’d like to chat with you crimson = we should collaborate on something!

ohhrhhrrgh mavy i loved figuring out all of these but my heart did a little squeeze at timberwolf. i'm honoured. 🥺 (also we should definitely collaborate on something. 👀👀)

[magickedhat]

!! happy new year!! ✨

[jeezricks]

@timeforaction​  said:  “ under  the  circumstances,  i’ve  been  shockingly  nice  . ”

“ ...  really?  you  really  think  so.  i  mean,  i  might--  i  might  have  to,  um,  politely  disagree,  from  where  i’m  standing,  mister  president.  all  due  respect,  y’know? ”  

morty  assumes  the  incredulous  note  of  snark  that  edges  his  tone  isn’t  lost  on  the  ricks  in  the  room;  their  disapproval  is  evident  in  the  hardening  of  their  expressions,  the  pointed  adjustment  of  the  guns  in  their  arms  that  are  pointed  his  way.  despite  this  subtle  aggression  from  the  active  threats  in  the  room,  the  teenager  pays  them  little  mind,  refusing  to  be  intimidated.  hazel  eyes  remain  transfixed  upon  his  alternate,  bright  with  intense  apprehension.  

as  a  general  rule,  c-136  has  always  hated  stopping  by  the  citadel. he  can’t  imagine  what  it  must  be  like  to  live  here.  the  brief  visits  to  pick  up  orders  of  certain  materials  for  rick  and  say  hi  to  certain  mortys  he’s  come  to  know  here  are  awful  enough.  foolishly,  he’s  always  found  himself  inclined  to  put  the  inherent  shittiness  of  this  place  down  to  the  fact  a  bunch  of  ricks  headed  it--  a  council  he’d  butted  heads  with  time  and  time  again  before  their  eventual  demise.  a  fish  rots  from  the  head  down,  or  whatever.  his  brows  knit.

“ right.  the  circumstances.  um.  can  i  ask  what  those  are,  exactly?  w--  what’s  this  about? ”  despite  himself,  he  glances  to  the  guard  stationed  directly  beside  him,  and  a  look  of  outright  annoyance  flashes  across  his  visage  as  he  notes  how  close  the  barrel  of  the  gun  is  to  his  head.  he  leans  away  from  it  pointedly.  “ jesus  christ--  can  you  not?!  i  get  it,  you--  you’ve  got  a  gun.  i--  i  haven’t  forgotten.  i’m  very  aware. ”  

morty  huffs  sharply,  and  his  gaze  soon  returns  to  the  president  sat  across  from  him.

[tea-and-finalfantasy]

Omg thx for the reblog!!! How did you find my art?

whenever i click the explore button, its been bringing me to new stuff and i saw ur post and rly liked it!! <33