tugs on collar ... uh... ok, 5 months later... scott’s gonna be back !! but over here, along with a squad. easier for me to manage. but yeah if ur interested in my ant son still, he’s gonna be back soon !!
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tugs on collar ... uh... ok, 5 months later... scott’s gonna be back !! but over here, along with a squad. easier for me to manage. but yeah if ur interested in my ant son still, he’s gonna be back soon !!
i’ve got some pretty cool stuff cookin’ up over here if you wanna just turn your head.
(ง •̀_•́)ง give me back my ant-dad, u pos
i’m not holding him hostage or anything ?? so i mean ??????
to say the least, he hasn’t had this much excitement partnering with anyone since nightwing & possibly robin, but that guy gets snappy sometimes & he’s not a fan of all that ……. murderous attitude. though do not let it be known to others, they’ll be more inclined to have the bat’s head set upon a platter. the need for combat came & here they lay waste upon these unlucky guys. hey, it’s their fault for deciding to smuggle illegal, military weaponry into the docks of gotham city. whether the weapons be sold to any random dreg, or the multiple crime families that may be gearing up for a mob war ——– terry doesn’t care & he doesn’t want to know, he just wants his city less homicidal. poor scott, having let terry drag him into this mess, but nightwing was needed back in bludhaven & the big bad bat was & is supervising little robin. needless to say, terry has his work cut out for him.
but with that thought in mind, he notices the slight absence in his partners appearance. helm registering his presence getting closer, but one can only assume that he’s remaining small to achieve a better sense of surprise. it’s only when he hears the voice, loud & imposing in his slightly too big set of ears does the bat stop his onslaught of batarangs, instead hiding behind a shipping container to catch his breath.
❛ & y’need a phone why ? what, y’think we can’t handle ‘em all ? ❜ a tsking noise vibrating from within metallic enclosure, though all in good faith. ❛ ————— yeah, i do. what’s wrong ? ❜
paying a favor is what’s brought scott all the way over to the opposite coast. is he happy to be here ?? of course !! anything for a friend, and it’s nice to know that people hold him at a high enough regard to call on him for something more than sneaking under locked doors. combat skills may not be up to par compared to other heroes and he’s near certain that terry knows this. but other abilities make up for what he lacks.
❝ oh, no, we can definitely kick their asses. no problem there. ❞ confidence would be wavering much more if he were alone here, but with the two of them combined, they can probably walk away without fatal injuries. he hovers closer to the edge of the container to peer out, ignores the pain in his side. that at least can’t get any worse considering he’s smaller than a fist now. gotta keep it brief, scott. and he has to remember to project his voice. ❝ but, um ... particle supply’s kaput here. so i’m kinda ... stuck. hank has all the gear back in san fran and i just want to make sure that there is, y’know. more gear. won’t do me any good right now, obviously. ❞
❝ listen, don’t worry about it, let’s just focus on not dying. ——i’ve got the team jamming the guns for when you jump out so ... you’ve got a few seconds. ❞ team meaning the ants, of course. fingers curl into the belly of his palm with the thumb left up despite not being sure if terry can actually see the gesture, and with that he flies around the container undetected. so he’s a lot slower on a tinier scale, but the smuggler leading the pack ?? scott propels from his ant for a swift sock to the guy’s jaw, and that menacing grin looks more toothless now as he falls.
❝ timber !! ❞
there is that small smile again, half hidden by a ducked chin as she keeps her attention on her books, shelving them is almost like second nature. she laughs at his observation, glancing up for a moment before stepping onto a ladder to shelve a couple of high up books, replying with relative ease. ❝ i would HATE to get complaints. you wouldn’t believe how much mrs. jones complained when we updated the chairs & added a teen section. a question of privileged youth, you know. back in her day … ❞ & she waves one book flippantly before she places it in its nook.
❝ oh, i’m hopeless with computers. ❞ of course, she’d certainly had enough time to become well-acquainted with them. in fact, she’d had an old mac in storage since 1996. or was it ‘98 ?? no matter. ❝ but, you know, that DOES sound like a good idea – ❞ & she actually looks at him square in the face, interested. anything that helped the library was certainly of interest to her. she isn’t quite a higher up, but people listened when she talked – the advantage of not speaking often. ❝ i could bring it up in the next staff meeting. not that i want to put “moochers” out on the streets. they’re usually perfectly nice kids, just working on school projects or something. but still … ❞
❝ god forbid we get comfy cushions and teens are exposed to dystopian fiction, right ?? ❞ sarcasm is slathered on thick while he half rolls his eyes, but a grin sneaks up on him and betrays his fake irritation. privileged youth. well, he isn’t seventy years old, so he doesn’t personally know what it was like when mrs. jones was a kid, but he hopes that people realize that sometimes, progress is good. scott can only guess that the librarian’s internally on the same page as him, but it’s hard to tell for certain. especially when she continues to try to hide every expression she makes.
he can think of two reasons for this : either she’s shy ( a feasible explanation ) or his conversation is bothersome ( probably the real reason ). she is trying to work, after all.
❝ that’s okay !! can’t be good at everything. i mean, i think you’re the only one here who has the dewey decimal system down pat, and i personally wouldn’t know where to start with it. learned it in grade school but forgot it since i never really need it, y’know ?? ❞
surprise floods him when she actually tears her eyes away from her work ; never thought that’d actually happen !! now it’s crystal clear where her passion lies. ❝ well, the worst they can say is no. it’d probably be because the software’s either too expensive or the free ones won’t do what you want. if they like the idea though, i know some guys who could help me put a working program together. ❞ he extends his hand ( stupidly not thinking ; she’s putting away books, you idiot !! it’s gonna hover there and that alone is more awkward than this whole conversation ) . ❝ i’m scott, by the way.❞
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❛ hey, uh, MR. LANG? i feel terrible asking this but the thing is, i haven’t gotten cassie anything for her birthday yet. ❜ the guilt creeps up in her throat as she speaks. there’s only a few more days until her time is up and she’s panicking. kate’s normally so good with this, but recent events have kept her distracted. ❛ would you be able to help me find something nice for her? i figured you’d be the person to ask. you know her BETTER THAN ANYONE. ❜
‘you know her better than anyone.’ well, he certainly tries to stay in the loop as best as he can, but it’s a little tough when visitation remains restricted. having fewer conversations at least means they’re richer in content. hobbies, relationship drama ——— cassie keeps him informed when possible, and a grin stretches across his face at the prospect of helping pick not just one but two gifts for her. even though kate’s name will be scrawled on the tag. ❝ yeah, of course !! also, scott’s fine. mr. lang’s kinda formal, that’s more for like... interviews, or something. ❞
also, he’s gonna leave out the detail that while he’s decided what he’s going to buy, it isn’t wrapped yet. or in his possession. one more surveillance installation the next day and then he’ll be set to buy it.. ❝ so what kind of budget do you have set ?? i’m not gonna suggest you buy her a horse or anything like that, i just want to get an idea of what you’re willing to spend. ❞
@nutsaboutbirds ( x ) :
( sms : )( scott rang ) ⇄ wish you and steve’d stop talkign to each other ebudin my back. wish the hwole team’d stop talking about me behind my back. why do you guys think i moved out of the facility? cuase i wanted to cook my own meals? i’m sick of youu guys exchanging looks when i’m in the goddamn room im sick of you guys rushing me out of the training room im sick of you guys you make this harder you’re not helping you’re just you’re makign it harder. you’re shutting me out you’re making me an outsider, this was my team, i got to be a part of it and now you guys don’t want me around and it’s not fair. i belonged on the team, it was my team. it was and now all ive got is a damn headache adn a scar and a shackles on my ankles cause ‘we want what’s best for you’ is state department code for fuck off you’re done and im done.
( sms : )( scott rang ) ⇄ so fuck you and steve. can’t talk to me to m y face fuck you two
( sms : )( THE FALCON !!! ) ⇄ what ?? ‘you guys don’t want me around’ ?? sam, that couldn’t be farther from the truth.
( sms : )( THE FALCON !!! ) ⇄ farther ?? further ?? idk which one’s right, grammar isn’t my thing. anyway, not the point. we aren’t talking about you to gossip or bash you or anything like that, we’re just worried. i heard about you punching the window and lashing out and we were trying to figure out how to help you, that’s all. not that you don’t have a right to be angry or whatever, but it just wasn’t like you ??
( sms : )( THE FALCON !!! ) ⇄ i see what you’re getting at though, being too protective or smth along those lines ?? making things harder on you isn’t what we’re going for, so if there’s smth you don’t like that we’re doing, tell us like you just did. i mean, i’m not really the one calling the shots here since i don’t know you as well as cap does, so... i don’t know if you’ve already talked to him about this, but you might want to. we do still want you on the team, sam, but it just seemed like some down time would be a good idea.
( sms : )( THE FALCON !!! ) ⇄ i’m sorry we’ve been making this worse for you. tell me what i can do to make it right.
adaline’s head turns slightly as he speaks, a small smile lifting her lips upwards. she gave an indistinct shrug. it wasn’t quite so important that he leave. HE’D JUST BEEN HERE AWHILE. some people tended to lose track of time, & reminding them of the limits helped them be on time. at least – she hoped.
❝ hm ?? ❞ her eyebrows lift from the cart of books in front of her. she isn’t used to having a conversation in a library. actually, it was WHY she chose a library to work in. nothing but books, silence, & largely impersonal conversation, when conversation was to be had. in spite of herself, adaline smiles, laughing just a little. ❝ technically, i suppose you’re right. though i doubt anyone would be up for that. too much exercise. maybe we should institute one of those annoying timer things … ❞
they’re polar opposites, the two of them. reserved behavior seems to be more in her nature whereas scott is laid bare and talkative. perhaps it’s not the most appropriate characteristic to indulge in this environment, as is evident by the relatively hostile glares sent his way. these studious teens prefer solitude to complete their work. biting his tongue is more effort than it’s worth, sometimes. but he can at least multitask ( conversing and typing, filling in the last section of an online application ; listen, internet requires money and to get money he kinda needs a job ) and try to keep it down.
❝ yeah, it takes a long time to log out and log back in, moving your things, and all that. timers might be too loud, though.❞ like you aren’t, lang ??
satisfied with his resume, he hits send and closes the browser before heading toward her and her cart so he can speak with more of an indoor voice. ❝ you guys might want to look into parental control software. which sounds ... controlling. obviously. but there’re ways to limit time on computers and have warnings for how much time is left without making noise. only problem would be that the software wouldn’t realize a new user’s using the system, but ... there’re ways to fix that, it’s not that hard. that’s one way to stop people from mooching, i guess. not ... that that’s what i was doing. ❞.
he looks more like an exterminator. or ––– some sort of TRANSFORMER. claire knows it’s silly, and also knows — what he does ( when he isn’t doing security ? unsure ) , but it … SURPRISES her, is all. she was expecting shorts, a t-shirt — maybe a uniform.
instead : A SUIT.
where it lacks in ties and cufflinks, it makes up for with — well. truthfully, she has no idea. claire IGNORES it, of course ; with a hybrid brewing in the lab, they’ve got to work QUICKLY.
her smile, peach-pink and perfectly painted, is tightlipped. claire rests on the CUSP of professional and amused ; lucky for EVERYONE, it’s a good day, an EASY day. she is still sharp edges, all high heels and pristine pencil skirts, but there is a LANGUIDNESS to her shoulders, too. ❛ mr. lang — thank you for coming on such … short notice. it’s ––– GROWING more rapidly than we expected. ❜
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livelihood for him depends on this business and the image he sets up. alright, so maybe they don’t get a lot of customers, and sure, it’s strange for him to opt for superhero garb instead of a geek squad-esque wardrobe. technological genius ( ha !! that’s a stretch ) comes in all shapes, sizes, and appearances, however. even in the form of a costumed man in a van with an ant plastered on the roof.
( luckily, that isn’t with him to tarnish his expertise in her eyes. kinda hard to drive a van across the ocean to a tiny island. )
plus, he couldn’t exactly afford a flight or boat ride over here so ... being ant-sized is the perfect way to sneak in for a job. but she doesn’t need to know that, right ??
❝ ms. dearing. ❞ a polite nod and smile accompany the greeting, and ——— okay, on second thought, maybe the suit wasn’t a great idea. he didn’t think to check the weather and he’s boiling in here ; off comes the helmet to hopefully relieve the feeling of being cooked. metal thankfully isn’t hot to the touch due to his gloves.❝ oh, no problem !! this seemed pretty urgent. i was supposed to install cameras for a lady in miami, but i have some other employees, so. i thought they could handle it. ❞
❝ so what kind of containment do you already have set up ?? just so i can start thinking about what needs to be done, because details were a little fuzzy. and security for dinosaurs is a bit different than your average surveillance system.❞
❝ library computers have a thirty minute user limit, you know. ❞ it’s not quite a judgement, more of a simple observation as she breezes by, books in hand. ❝ just for FUTURE REFERENCE. ❞ // @tinyantics
❝ oh —— ❞ glancing from her to the surrounding area, he seeks visual confirmation ; not that he doesn’t believe her ( stacks of weathered novels make her the authority here, after all ) , but he wonders whether he’s overlooked a sign. lo and behold, he has. great going, scott. ❝ sorry, uh, i’ll be finishing up soon. promise. ❞
of course, he’s not done talking so soon. it’s never that brief with him. he cranes his neck after her, raising his voice slightly so even as she goes about her work his inquiry can be heard. ❝ —— okay, but what if after thirty minutes, users switched computers ?? like musical chairs. i mean, that’s technically a new user since it’s at a different computer, right ??❞
❝ i love you so much, cassie. you’re the best thing that ever happened to me. my reason for…well, everything. ❞
I can lose fucking everything. But not you. Oh, god. Not you.
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Got to see Ant Man today and thought it was a very sweet movie. I loved the father daughter theme and wanted to draw something related. This is like an animated sketch so the lines are really sloppy but I tried to put some thought into the movement and emotion(I have to admit that the beginning looks better than the end when I got a bit tired though).
tinyantics .
❛ do you want PANCAKES or WAFFLES ? aw man, we’re out of bacon. hey, do you think if i fry ham, it’ll taste the same ? ❜
❝ uh —— i’m not picky, but i used the pan last night for dinner and forgot to clean it, so ... if you’re hungry now, go with waffles. i’ll get to doing dishes later. —— ham and bacon kinda come from different parts of the pig so it won’t be exactly the same ?? but hey, can’t be any worse than at san quentin, so i’m down to see how that works out. ❞
promise. that word oddly doesn’t mean as much as it used to, but she can’t help but hope. this is her dad—-her HERO. and no matter what, she still wants to believe in him, and wants him there. so, she sighs and nods, dropping her gaze for a moment before looking back at him.
“ yeah, she recorded it on her phone, ” she starts, tucking her hair behind her ear. “ i can email it to you, if you want? ”
a reddened face and disappointed, subtly angry tones——— he can already see them in his future. not from his daughter of course ( dismay in her case clearly lies more under the surface ) , but her mom. another rehashing of the whole ‘she’s counting on you’ conversation he’s heard dozens of times by now ... he knows !! he knows he’s not always the best dad and he’s not always there when it really matters, but he’s trying. never would he purposely make cassie upset.
❝ i’d love that. even before watching it though, i can tell you were great. just a feeling i’ve got.❞ apologetic smiles seem to be his signature these days.❝ listen, i know you’d have rather had me there last night and i wasn’t, and i’m sorry. but i’m here now, if that counts for anything. —— d’you want to go out for lunch, or ... ice cream or something so i can start to make it up to you ??❞
❝ the gravity on asgard is the same as here. what appears as ease in lifting has come from many centuries of training – the standard of strength on asgard is not the same as on earth. ❞
❝ centuries. really. i heard that right, right ?? i thought captain america looked good for being nearly a hundred, but you’ve got, like ... tons of his lifetime under your belt. this is insane. i swear you’ve got less wrinkles than me. ———— looking centuries less than your age —— however old you are —— and lifting more than anyone on steroids could ... call me when there’s something you can’t do. ❞