#cringy

[cooke35]

Another ford cause i have nothing better to do

[str4wbloodry]

[noponycarez]

what if I wrote a fanfic combining 4 of my favorite ships from entirely separate fandoms and framed it like one of those cringy 2020 gacha 'afton family stuck in a room for 24 hours' videos... nahhh

[yeehawcitylane]

Good god.

By the way, here's a clearer view of the thumbnail that I spent WAY too long on:

And a couple o' progress screenshots:

[jellyciousjonathan]

first post ((I'm bored)) but, here's my new Viltrumite oc!!!

some stuff yew shud know abt him :

he got the scourge virus, he survived but he's blind neow bcs of it.

He got sum conflicted feelings if he shud betrayed the Empire after hearing Thaedus or stay loyal cus I made him and Argall like- close companion.

He's fast, he got strong sense of smell and hearing, despite being blind it didn't stop him any bit, but dats it! he mostly throwing kicks than punches lolll.

[katzeyeklawz]

The Mayor's Daughter Humbles the Corporate Drama

Mirea sat alone in the quiet, glass-walled conference room, meticulously reviewing a sensitive city contract. The office floor was usually a low hum of activity, but Mirea preferred to work in silence.

The door burst open, shattering the calm. It was Y/N, the recently hired junior assistant, followed closely by the company CEO, Mr. Alistair Thorne.

"Mirea, I just wanted to apologize again," Y/N sniffled, their eyes glistening. "I just... I care about you, and I didn't mean to mess up the coffee order! Can't you just leave it alone?"

Mirea placed her pen down slowly. Her gaze was sharp and unwavering. "Y/N," she said, her voice dangerously level. "I asked you to leave me alone. That was the extent of my request. You are now crying in a private meeting room. This is neither professional nor appropriate."

Y/N’s lower lip trembled, and they let out a loud sob.

Mr. Thorne, the CEO, stepped forward, his Italian suit practically radiating arrogance. "Now, look here, Mirea," he interjected, his voice dripping with condescension. "You're clearly upsetting the staff. Y/N is a sensitive soul, and you need to dial back the 'dominance,' or whatever you call it. You're new here, and you need to know your place. We humble people like you when they cause trouble."

Mirea gave a short, dry laugh the kind that makes one wonder if they're the butt of a very bad joke.

"My place?" Mirea stood, gliding to the head of the table. "Mr. Thorne, I believe you are laboring under a grave misapprehension regarding our respective positions."

She opened her sleek, leather briefcase and pulled out a single, embossed letterhead, placing it squarely in front of the CEO.

"My name is Mirea Valerius. And I am not 'new here.' My father is Mayor Valerius, and I am on the City Oversight Committee, which has been reviewing this firm's questionable bid for the new municipal project."

Thorne’s face, which had been smug a second ago, drained of all color, looking like a piece of bleached parchment.

"As for 'humbling' me, Mr. Thorne," Mirea continued, her eyes cold as ice. "I believe your time to humble anyone is officially over. Effective immediately, I am recommending the city terminate all contracts with your firm, pending a full audit of your financial and employment practices. You are fired."

She then turned to Y/N, who had stopped crying and was staring in horror.

"And Y/N," Mirea said with a sigh. "While you are not my employee, you are part of Mr. Thorne’s staff. Since Mr. Thorne no longer has a company to manage, I imagine you, too, are now unemployed."

Y/N stumbled forward, clutching their chest. "But... but Mirea! You're so powerful, so amazing! I was just... I was trying to get your attention. I’ve never met anyone like you. Maybe we could... go out? I can change!"

Mirea did not even spare them a second glance. She gathered her briefcase, dismissing them both with a final, decisive blow.

"I asked you to leave me alone, Y/N. My answer remains the same."

With that, Mirea Valerius walked out, leaving the former CEO and the weeping, rejected assistant standing in the ruins of their careers, thoroughly and completely humbled.

///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////Idk what possesed me to write this i just did 😂🤣😁

[lillochydraws]

Eh, I don’t hate it.

I WILL DRAW EVERY DOUBLE LIFE DUO GUYS I WILL

also i want to draw grian and bigb being connected by a string behind their backs, but that’s a project for another day!!

[lilyok-goparyok]

Jogo doesn't know how to cook meat at all. One side is raw, and the other is burnt to a crisp.