OH MY GOD BABY

your new friend vernon is walking you home one night, telling you all about the date his mom is setting him up on in an attempt to “get out there more”. he admits it’s been a while since he’s taken somebody on a date, and he’s sort of nervous and half dreading it. he doesn’t even have any idea what he’s going to wear.

the two of you reach the front of your apartment building, and you face to look at him. placing your hands on his shoulders you teasingly say, “wear that navy blue polo shirt of yours. it almost makes you look nice.”

he huffs out a small laugh in response, but the truth is he’s sort of spiraling. you notice what he’s wearing beyond an aesthetic sense? do you pay attention to how the shirt fits him perfectly, how it hugs at his chest and shows off his arms? of course, vernon knows he’s attractive — people swoon over him on the daily, and many times he can get away with not paying for ramen at the convenience store if the girl at the counter is young. but, it never crossed his mind that you thought about him in that way. it was different with you, wasn’t it?

he thinks about that, and you, on the way back to his dorm.

you text him to ask about his date the next night, the curiosity getting the better of you.

how was ur date? did she appreciate the polo?

he admits he didn’t wear the polo, but doesn’t offer any explanation as to why. he adds that the date was going fine until they were saying goodbye and she went in for a kiss on the cheek and he held out his hand. he probably won’t see her again.

you laugh out loud at his message.

when it’s your birthday a week later, he wears the polo to the casual dinner you host at your place with your closest friends. he notices when your eyes linger on his lean figure, and the way you blush when you know you’ve been caught. you’re almost sure he’s worn it on purpose.

Jonny sketches because I love him

putting him through the blorbo machine

Its Sanji's birthdaaaaay I'll draw something kinder to him for it later today but for now, have one of the other prize sketches I made for ToastyRaichu on tiktok for the dtiys!

your penguin is everything to me... do you have any specific headcanons abt him / ed

I’ve been obsessed with Gotham lately so my versions are basically them post-series, like when they’re around 50ish, another decade after they’ve been out of prison. and of course I’ve changed their appearances but they’re basically an AU of that.

I kind of love how fucked up their stupid relationship is in canon, so I can’t grantee my versions don’t try to kill each other still occasionally. But they also got married at one point, probably divorced and remarried like seven times actually.

I like the idea that blackgate made Oswald a little more serious and guarded as opposed to when he was younger and just a screaming raw nerve of a man, whereas Arkham just made Ed more unhinged, emotional, integrated with his flamboyant riddler side, so they end up meeting in the middle and sort of falling into a new normal.

Just….soooo much baggage tho, and when their relationship starts they would still much rather stab each other or make out than actually talk about their past like grownups. And then it just gets silly when they're old and tired and painfully domestic cuz they still are like “I’d sell you to Satan for one corn chip” meanwhile they’ve adopted several dogs and just got back from their tenth anniversary cruise. They’re a mess.

my mums boyfriend really just stomped to his room like a toddler, cause I handed him my plate instead of standing up and putting in the dishwasher myself- like DUDE YOU ARE OVER 50 YEARS OLD HAVING BEEF WITH A 19 YEAR OLD

anyway- that man has a lot of nerve for being bald and ugly I’m sorry

and also before anyone starts saying “YoU cOuLd HaVe JuSt PuT iT iN ThE DiShWaShEr YoUrSeLf” me handing it to him would have saved us both a lot of time cause of how the kitchen is structured 🫶🏻

could you please tell me things about newter from your beautiful mind. i like him i wish to know more

Of Course, please accept these assorted ramblings about the silly orange dude who lives rent-free in the hoarder-esq apartment that is my brain.

So circa worms beginning he is 16-ish, Faultline having yoinked him out of the sewers around a year or two prior and whilst Alexandrias interlude muddies things with him in terms of timeline and age a little, he is Designated Teenager at the end of the day. (Ill cut wildbow some slack on that part, Newter is one background character in a billion of em and Timelines are clearly not his strong suit.)

(What I will not accept is Wildbow claiming Newters natrual hair colour to be strawberry blonde. He is not fucking blonde. I will die on this hill.)

So that mix of being a teenager and the nature of being a case 53, an identity-less husk with nothing outside of a non-human appearance to base your sense of self off of- I believe that Newter based a non-insignificant chunk of himself off of the nightclub (though i doubt he is aware of it). A product of his home environment so to speak, becoming The Party Animal: The neon, the attitude, the way he views and enables his power for recreational use. And, y'know, being a walking lsd strip.

Chill, social butterfly, generally amicable person to be around- for all his extroverted whims I think he's very select when it comes offering friendship and even pickier when it comes to trust. Ride or die for Faultline, naturally, but i think out of the entire crew hes particularly close to Gregor (the original two ect ect) and Spitfire (more headcanony, but teenage solidarity).

And for a take thats 100% based off of vibes: Aromantic

My current sourdough is named Sour Jotaro, by the way, since Sour Joseph was my last one.

As fun as tooth hole/face void hole Dagoth Ur headcanon/concept is on its own,  I think it adds a fun parallel to Nerevar’s face getting yoinked and Dagoth Ur just decided to mirror that shit in his own corprus-ish way to posture that he should be the same level of reverence as a saint and the other end of the prophecy if not higher because (false) god. yknow

all of turkey's food looks so good why must there be some naked guy in the middle always. i wanna eat that giant pizza so badly get that man out of there.

So I just ordered something, and I have some very choice ideas on how to get it clean enough for my liking

(I have OCD and trauma relating to cleanliness)

No idea where he was stored prior to me getting him, but he's old and used (and damaged), so I'm going to guess a garage or something like that

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Mold mites die when exposed to temperatures over 160F for at least 30 minutes

OH SHIT THE RESULTS ARE IN!!!

Yippee my mother is going on a business trip for 6 days and my f*ther is so incompetent I have to be the sole parent while she's gone yippee

the best part about having ocs is being able to treat them like ur own personal squeaky toy and putting them through the silliest of memes

zhu "mansplain manipulate manwhore" wuneng hours