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tumblr is great bc its like a diary where I can take other peoples diary entries and glue them into my own diary
has the "ship grace with everyone ever" blunt rotation hit the eel hive mind yet
I feel we bloodymaries overlook one key detail when depicting the boys and it’s that Simon has the Softest most Wettest eyes in the universe and that needs to be exploited more
My brain quite literally would not let me do anything else until I scribbled this out
Hngr
I posted a goofy Prohect Hail Mary idea over on a different social media yesterday but I thought yall might like it too. The idea is as follows:
Grace: grumpy tired stupid sleep deprived
Rocky: sasses Grace to get him to go to bed
Grace: only half awake operating on pettiness and muscle memory sticks out his tongue and blows a raspberry at Rocky
Rocky: scandalized flustered delight
This idea popped into my brain fully formed earlier while I was thinking about the whole eridians being very private about eating thing and how because they only have the one opening which is PRIVATE THANK YOU, how incredibly wild we must seem since we not only eat communally but just sort of constantly open our mouths at eachother. Which then led me to thinking about stuff we do that would be wildly inappropriate to them. And that if they lay eggs they might have ovipositors and thus my silly thought that seeing a human stick out their tongue might at first listen seem to an eridian like the human just flashed them. And since I love the headcanon that Rocky is kinda a little freak (thus the eating in front of Grace and running around nude thing, yes I know it’s a movie vs book thing I like to mash the two together sue me) I felt like he’d get a kick out of that.
So yea that’s the idea I had. If anybody wants it feel free
"BEHOLD MY POTATO" - Mecha Man Blue
Small fun excerpt from Chapter 6 of @phoenixpinks 's Exes and Ohs fanfic! The image stuck with me, so I had to give it a go!
The background was ... maybe a bit too adventurous for me to tackle, but I had to give it a go, lol.
Close-Up and Background free MM and Beef under the cut
You can tell how much I like drawing Simon’s hair 😔✌️✨
same person who requested the beef stuff I was wondering if you had any more ideas regarding beef and Chad or just about beef and Robert In general I know he’s a chunky doggo but I do think he’d be a good emotional support dog!!!!!
Literally should have been endgame
some people don’t know what headcanons and whimsy are and it’s sad.
Stories to pass the time 🚀
Imagine Robbie (and possibly Bobby) coming back to life
Please do more, for God's sake
Sure! I love this concept.
Continuing the Resurrection series from this post and using headcanons that me and @enigmasalad discussed together
Robert is being comforted by the Z Team after the whole thing with Robbie. Flambae dries his tears while Malevola gives comforting squeezes around Robert’s arm with her tail. Prism’s long nails gently run through Robert’s messy hair. It’s mostly quiet until-
“Oh, pardon me. Am I…interrupting something?”
The team jumps, crowding closer around Robert as they turn to the source of the voice. In front of them is an old man with messy blond hair, light brown eyes, and navy blue mechanic suit. Yet, Robert doesn’t seem to recognize him yet.
“How did you get in here? What do you want?” Coupe asks, a knife in her hands.
“Apologies, ma’am. I kinda just…appeared? I mean no harm.” the man answers.
“Hmm….”
“C-Coupe, stand down.”
“As you wish, Robert.”
Robert sniffs and dries his face, his steely expression returning as he stands up.
The man blinks, taking a step closer only to be stopped by the team.
“Your name is…Robert?”
Robert nods, confused.
“Yes…why?”
“What about your last name, son?”
Robert hesitates before
“Robertson.”
The man smiles warmly.
“I knew it. You look like your father.”
Robert and the team cringe at that, Robert grunting when he’s suddenly pulled into a hug.
“It’s me, your grandpa Bobby!”
Robert wheezes at the tight hug.
“B-Bobby?”
“Oh shit. We can’t use the nickname Bobby anymore.” Sonar whispers, Malevola smacking him in the head.
Bobby lets Robert go, looking at him and seeing his tear stained face and tired eyes.
“…Robert, what happened, my boy?”
Robert sighs, a really warm hand squeezing his shoulder.
“Dad was here. He wasn’t very happy.”
Bobby’s face hardens.
“What did he do to you?”
The Z-team is arriving at SDN, but as they enter, they see Robert practically dragging an older man off the floor - into the meeting room.
And when they go to ask what was happening, it turns out that Robert's father has temporarily returned to life and is not at all happy with his son's life.
It gives me angst with Robbie and Robert. Plz
Oooh!
@enigmasalad and I have actually discussed this before. It was a fun angsty concept.
So, the Z Team follows Robert to the meeting room to help, knowing Robert’s dad was an asshole. They come in to hear them arguing and screaming. (poor Galen and Sonar’s ears). Robert is angry. He had come to terms that Robbie was a piece of shit and with some therapy and the Z Team’s help, he was healing. Robbie didn’t like that. He thought Robert ruined the legacy. A different anger on Robbie’s face mixes with some heavy disappointment.
“How could you ruin the legacy I worked so hard to build for you?!”
“I never wanted to be a part of that fucking legacy! You…You robbed me of a childhood! You took away my mom!”
“I was doing what was best for you. As your father!”
“You were never my father! How could I know what that is? He was never home. All you were was some guy in spandex, acting like a hero!”
“That’s enough, Robert! Get in the suit.”
“No! I may have kept Mecha Man alive but it is not your legacy anymore!”
“I knew it. I knew those villains were a terrible influence on you! You really trust them to be heroes?!”
“More than you ever trusted yourself or the brigade. You’ve done nothing but hurt people.”
“I did not-“
“Yes, you did! Uncle Eli, Mom, Chase, Me. You hurt your own damn family!”
The Z Team listen in silent anger, questions filling their mind. Uncle Eli?
“They did it to themselves, Robert. You must understand-“
Before Robert can stop himself, his arm swings again and his fist connects. Robbie’s on the floor again. Robert glares down at him, body shaking as tears run down his face.
“Get. Up. Get up! Get up! That’s what heroes do right? So get up!”
Robbie wipes the blood from his nose and does get up, still angry.
“You really are a disappointment. Come with me and we’ll fix that.”
Golem blocks the door as the Z Team surrounds Robert protectively.
“Someone restrain him. Lock him up somewhere. Get him away from me!” Robert growls.
The team moves fast, Malevola portalling Robbie to the SDN’s holding cells. When she gets back, she finds Robert sobbing into Flambae’s arms and the rest of the team comforting him. Robert had been holding so much unneeded grief that it finally burst.
Robert sniffles and sighs.
“I wonder if my grandpa Bobby would be proud of me.”
The team can only assure them despite not knowing Bobby. No one notices a new figure in the corner with blonde hair, a jumpsuit with an M on it, and a kind face.
Console buttons from Star Trek: The Original Series (1966-69)
Culturally significant forbidden candy
in conversation about white people who go to Japan and expect their knowledge of anime to culturally carry them, I was once posed with “it’s like if there was a Japanese guy who was obsessed with spongebob and came over here and thought he could get by just communicating in spongebob quotes.” This is a false equivalence because if such a man existed we would crown him king. We’d love him. Americans would fucking love that. sometimes I get sad that this isn’t a real guy I can invite to a party.
Ok the last one got me laughing actually