#cw profanity

[cheezydraws]

he is aiming for the stars

[tyriq-edits]

Hatsune Beeku

Alternative universe where everything is the same but after his voice box gets destroyed, instead of making Bumblebee communicate via clicks and beeps, Ratchet just replaces it with Hatsune Miku’s Voice Bank.

[kathaynesart]

Language Before/After Kids

Sorry if the humor is a bit crass, but I've witnessed this phenomena so many times with friends who become parents that I could not help but wonder which extreme side of the line these boys fall on.

This is also a bit of a character dive. I kind of like the idea of Leo constantly censoring himself around Casey Junior, because it gives it even more oomph when he says "badass" in the beginning of the movie since it signals that he now views CJ as an adult who he respects, depends on, and can speak with frankly. No censoring needed.

[inkykuro]

So, I didn't want to watch today's episode of TSAMS but I broke a little when I heard that Carme's partner had at least a little voice acting in today's episode, and that he broke up with them over the fucking phone. But that part is all I watched and I don't care to get into the rest of the episode.

Honestly, I thought about it in the past and figured if we were introduced to Carmine's partner, they'd be ridiculously overhated and I ended up getting a bit attached to the concept. Now we'll probably NEVER meet them in canon, but I don't care because I adopted them and I made my own design for them. uwu

Meet Circe, Carme's ex! They're a jester-like Puppet model, I decided to make them from Carmine's world- I do not care if he and Rigel are the only survivors from that world or if the Haven accepts non-Moons- and used star theming to compliment Carme's Moon identity, which mixed into the Puppet model since we usually associate stars with Puppets thanks to our queen from EAPS.

Now, since I noticed in that call that Carmine alluded to conflict between him and his partner, my idea/headcanon is that the conflict came from Circe being like, "Hey, so you're getting really close to that other Moon- way closer than you normally get to people you barely know after a few months, and you've been spending a lot of time with him. I have some concerns," and Carme simply denied that anything was going on and that Circe was being overly jealous/possessive. Of course, Circe's not stupid and Carmine's lack of honesty pissed them off and they took a step back for a while.

They did genuinely love Carme, but they're not someone who puts aside their own feelings and needs to appease others and keep from rocking the boat, so when he breaks up with them over a fucking voicemail they are going to be understandably pissed! They will be civil when he comes back to the Haven, but they're not going to pretend it's all okay or be friends after he left them for someone else and didn't even wait to break up with them face-to-face.

But yeah! That's my lore for Circe so far, I am pleased as punch with their design!

[kittenpinkamations]

Actually ykw. Glitch Productions is awesome i am a glitch fan but smaller indie projects deserve love too, so here’s a list of a bunch of small animated pilots & series that I think are hella cool!!

Second Rate Service by Foneycone

The wacky hijinks of two well-meaning idiots & a grumpy-but-still-cares-somewhat gal who are also coworkers. The birds in the thumbnail are siblings. Very fun :>

The Earth Guy by Aninamated

2010s DeviantArt ass artstyle (affectionate). Human teen accidentally enrolls in space highschool! The huge scale can be a little disorienting at first, but the characters and writing are both very funny and charming, while still also managing to have their serious, heartfelt moments.

Atlas And The Stars by Mirandamations

Probably the most popular option of all of these haha. Space! Aliens! Friendship! An angsty tragic evil old dude! If you like smart-but-still-feral gremlin + Just Some Guy duos then this is for you. Extremely well animated.

Dungeon Flippers by Travis Fowler

This one’s just a pilot for now but it’s fun! Basically about two real estate agents in a fantasy world. Mostly comedic, but it’s also not afraid to get emotionally sincere & wholesome :)

Lions’ Light by Evama Animation

This one is also kinda popular but I barely see anyone talk about it beyond the youtube furry series community 😭 the english is kinda iffy because it’s not the creator’s native language, but it’s forgivable- the animation is incredibly admirable for being made mainly by one person. If you like anime-inspired chosen-one shōnen plotlines & you think lions are cool, check this out!

Monkey Wrench by Joshua & Ashley Palmer

Literally how is this not more popular yet. Follow the adventures of two space mercenaries caught up in the conflicts of rival starship gangs, the big law organisation, and the scars left behind by some mysterious past tragedy (ies?) we don’t know much about yet. VERY fun watch!

Pieces Of Powder by Kou

Adorable but also very heartfelt & hard-hitting slice-of-life about two lonely teen girls struggling with social anxiety & depression trying to be each other’s first friends in a long while. I can’t explain it but the vibes are like being alone at home & having breakfast with a sweet glass of milk in the morning.

Paper World by Hyago Studios

Girl gets trapped in a magic notebook and now has to live in the titular paper world! If you like TADC you might enjoy this. Very impressive for being animated in FLIPACLIP of all things (HELLO??). It might be a little hard to keep track of characters with most of it being in black-and-white, but I still think it’s neat!

Load Aim Burn by Asha Phaedra

Just a pilot for now but *POINTS* EAST ASIAN INSPIRED WORLDBUILDING!! Seafaring cats!! Immaculate folktale vibes!!! Weird family mysteries!!! BEAUTIFUL animation!! What’s not to like??

Dream Catchers by the Dream Catchers crew

The surreal adventures of a bright-eyed young trainee & a tired long-time employee going around helping humans out with their mental crises in their dreams! Also existential horror sometimes!

[tungstenine]

Figgy pudding /j

He’s so cool

Here’s the entities playing hide and seek in the library (or in Figure’s case, blind man’s buff). You’d be surprised how often they play hide and seek when the trespassers aren’t around, with such a huge space to utilise, why not?

Featuring Seek and Rush :D The others are there too btw, you just can’t see em.

[gwiezdnafuri]

aww fuck yea tennickel yaoi but badly posed myriapods

for some fucking reason the achromatic version looks better what the fuck why are the art gods torturing me fuck my stupid faggot life anyways remember to like subscribe and hit that bell for more object yaoi *sick ass outro* *xenogenesis by TheFatRat plays*

[indulgentdaydream]

Hello!

Can you do Jason todd x reader where he's crushing on the newest vigilante in Gotham?

Thank you

New in Town

Jason Todd x Reader || Fluff || Word Count: 1,185

Warnings: profanity (swearing), death mention, violence, low-key stalking but not really??

Wrote half of the fic. Was nearly finished. It didn’t save. 😩 the ONE time i decide to write outside of the notes app

I love the idea of Jason crushing on someone like a teenage boy because he never actually GOT that chance as a teenager so he never learned how to cope with those kind of feelings, so I sprinkled that in here.

I feel like this is poorly written forgive me 🙏

He hadn’t heard of you until six months ago. He hadn’t cared then, either. You kept to the other side of the city, you didn’t pose a threat, and he was already preoccupied with his own things to deal with. You weren’t that important to him.

Jason was walking across rooftops. Two weeks, roughly, since he had caught wind of the new name, aligned with the rest of the bats.

It was a night where the rain had let up for once. It wasn’t perfect, though. Never was. The clouds still too thick to see the bright moon and stars.

He was looking for an address, one that seemingly didn’t exist. He landed on another rooftop of a short apartment building. Jason could hear the sounds of two people fighting down in the alley below him.

He walked to the edge, looked down, and there you were. Dressed up in your vigilante gear, fighting some thug.

He crouched, watching. This was much more entertaining then his fake address.

The thug was much bigger than you, but you handled yourself well. The thug lurched forward. You planted a hard, flat, kick to his stomach. He stumbled back. You got in a good punch, a right hook. The thug went with it. He bashed his back off the corner of a dumpster before crumbling to the ground.

Jason nodded once in approval. You didn’t play.

You both saw it at the same time. The clouds parted for a moment behind Jason, the light of the moon shining down over Gotham for just a moment.

The shadow of the top of the apartment split the alleyway below in half, with Jason’s crouched form’s shadow landing right in front of the thug.

He stood up and stepped back from the edge just as you started to look up. He was out of sight before you could see him. At most, you saw the glint of his helmet, but nothing else.

He walked away. He didn’t want to deal with this.

Three weeks later, Jason’s standing on a catwalk in one of Gotham’s many abandoned warehouses. He’s high enough up, hidden within a shadow, that they couldn’t see him even if they had the brains to check up instead of around.

He’s holding his AR-15, pointed down below at the drug dealers he’s been following all week. His aim is steady, mind going over the motions of the possibilities.

“Psst.”

Jason whipped his head up. He aimed the rifle in front of him. There, on the other catwalk, ten feet away from him, was you.

You were leaning on the railing, smiling. Jason didn’t like how his first thought was the realization that this was the closest he had ever been to you.

“Want some help?” You whispered loudly, your smile pulling into a grin.

He looked back down, fixing his aim, “No.”

You leaned further over the railing, exposing nearly half your body to the drug dealers below if they so happened to look up. You whispered your name. Your vigilante name, that is. He didn’t respond.

“Rude,” he heard you mutter. You stayed silent for just a moment as he watched the dealers walk around their table, complaining about their business not showing up. The business that Jason had left dead in an alleyway an hour ago.

Silent treatment wasn’t going to work. You spoke up again, “Why didn’t you say hello? When you saw me in the alley?”

“Maybe I didn’t want to.” Except he had wanted to, just not like that. And not like this.

It was your turn to stay silent. Jason looked up without moving. With his helmet, you couldn’t tell if he was, or was watching the men below.

Standing up straight again, your head was turned away a little, obviously listening to somebody babble away in your ear.

He looked back down before you turned your head back, “Welp, should’ve accepted my offer. I gotta go.”

“Buh-bye,” Jason said dryly before you were walking off down the catwalk.

What can he say? He was intrigued after that. He’d watch you fight from hidden corners, never daring to step out. He waited for the right opportunity to talk to you again. He… did it for too long. A couple months too long.

It wasn’t stalking. That’s what he told himself. He hadn’t pushed to discover your identity, hadn’t learned your exact schedule. He just… kept looking for a chance to talk.

Jason hated it. Hated that he couldn’t come up with a way to approach you. Hated how he got tongue tied thinking about it. How his palms got damp. What could he say?

He ran into Dick one night. They sat on the edge of a building and talked. Which turned to bickering for a while, before it came into a “Who had the worst Bruce experience” argument.

He shut up the second you landed on the roof behind them, “I could hear you two from an entire street over.”

Dick clapped his hands together, a smile breaking out at the sight of you. Jason turned to watch. He walked over, happily calling your name. He got to you, pointing at Jason as he slipped an arm around your shoulders, “Tell this guy he’s wrong.”

You frowned, “I don’t even know this guy.”

Jason remembered he had taken off his helmet, left in only his domino mask. You couldn’t see the rest of his clothes from the fact he’s sitting facing away from you.

Speak! Dammit! He chided himself. He picked up his helmet from his side, bringing it around to show you. He watched your eyes widen in recognition.

“Ooooh,” you immediately nodded, “Yeah. You’re wrong.”

Jason found his words with an amused smirk, “You don’t even know what for.”

You shrug and Dick laughs, “That’s the spirit!”

Jason turned back around. He pretended like he was watching the city line, but he was really listening to yours and Dick’s conversation. He kept trying to look for ways in, ways to talk to you.

Now! Nope, Dick said something unrelated, too quickly. Now your conversation went in that direction. Here! Too late. He hesitated.

He stopped listening, pursing his lips in annoyance at his own stupid, boyish inability to talk to the attractive new vigilante.

“Oh… he said he didn’t want to talk to me. Probably annoyed by my presence.”

He tuned back in.

“How rude.”

“That’s what I said!”

Jason looked back over his shoulder. The two of you were standing there, arms crossed, looking at him.

“What?”

Dick seemed to remember something, “Have you two even been formally introduced?”

You grumbled something along the lines of, “Tried that.”

Jason shrugged, “I’ve seen them around,” he met your eyes, “You fight good.”

What kind of fucking compliment is that?

“So do you,” you smiled.

Jason’s eyebrows furrowed a little in confusion. You could see the movement through the domino mask, “You’ve never seen me fight.”

You grinned, pointing at him, “That’s what you think.”

Jason smirked a little. Oh, he liked you, alright.