Roach - Tumblr Posts
Da roach in da city
This one's supposed to have a vibe like it's an out of bounds area in a 2000s game, like you got outta the map and oh here's a random ass fuckin roach on a building as an easter egg
I kinda fucked up on this roach and it looks sorta like a flea to me lol
This is everything to me
Starship fans is this anything lmao
EPISODE TWO AND ALREADY GOD,,,STEDE IS MAKING ME SOFT,,,THE GEUINE EXCITEMENT AND AWE LISTENING TO ROACH TALK ABOUT BLACKBEARD,,,,OH BOY,,,CAN’T WAIT FOR YOU TWO TO MEET,,,OH BUDDY
HELLO TUMBLR!!
I haven’t posted in a bit but I just wanted to share my ARTFIGHT C:
yippee!$
i'd like to ask tumblr what they think of this thing i made for no reason
drawing something everyday, I've got a lot of stuffed animals on my mind rn 🪳💗🦒
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🐈🌬? tomorrow
Babies
so let me tell you a story
the time is 2024, a normal summer morning around 10–11am. i’m running around the house with my best friend on the phone, just idly chatting after never hanging up the night before. i’m sitting there eating a pb&j cuz i didn’t want cereal and she asks what’d i do if a roach fell on me. i go “from the sky??” to which she’s just like “yeah i guess”. thinking of my mother’s prior reactions to roaches merely on the ground (screaming jumping, the gist), i told her i’d probably just yelp or something then continue on with my day. she is satisfied with this answer, and we hang up half an hour later as i have other activities to attend to.
i go thrifting with some other friends, it’s a fun jolly few hours. i come back home at around 4–5 socially exhausted and bury myself into the depths of tumblr.
Cut to 11 o’clock. i’m watching hamilton on my laptop in my room while playing subway surfers on my phone, singing and all that jazz. my sister comes in and pauses it and we get to chatting for a bit. cue a quick buzzing/fluttering sound and a something lands on my arm but is also under the blanket so i don’t see what it is. my first thought it a moth, but when i move my covers slightly i see what?
a fucking roach.
was i right that i yelped? yes. the rest is history :)
moral of the story, don’t let people jinx you with something seemingly not possible. yell at your god in the sky saying “GIRLY POP DIDNT MEAN IT!!” or some shit like that
love me some Doganronpaw
Part 1 here
love me some Doganronpaw
Part 1 here
Jeremiah Payson! Sex symbol of the Horde!
Oh yeah, so mermaid Jaskier wants to pet a puppy :)
-Jaskier is giant. He’s never had anything to compare himself to apart from pirate ships, but they look the same way birds look in the sky— tiny.
-He’s a guardian of the Sea, first and foremost, so he never cares too much about drowning ships of captain’s that’ve wronged the Sea; either disrespecting her by mucking her waters with their scum, or stealing from her.
-The Sea gives, she is plentiful, but Jaskier’s warned to keep an eye out when her sons and daughters begin dying in excess and for no reason but greed and war.
-It earns himself a feared name, the Guardian of the Sea becomes capitalized and a slew of other nicknames, including Seamonster and Mommy’s Boy are born. Jaskier especially likes the last one, he is the Sea’s son after all, no shame in serving her.
-Unfortunately, that means that when the rare ship crosses his stretch of the Sea that hasn’t committed atrocities, the crew is reading to throw fire in his face (bombs and cannons) and steering away from him by the time he gets low enough to say hello.
-Humans a barely as long as his pinkie finger, they’re fast. Jaskier is tall as four, five of their ships are long and he is awfully slow in comparison.
-He’s basking under the Sky, floating in the Seawater when he feels something move above his skin. Jaskier looks from where he’s laid down, hair splashing water as he carefully moves to get a better view.
-There is a man. He is as large as Jaskier’s index finger, which is quite large for a human, but his boat is small and he is alone.
-Scratch that. Jaskier sits up, careful not to rock the boat too wildly as the man clutches the sides, a creature that barely comes up to the man’s knees saying something wildly. He thinks it’s talking, four legged fuzzy little thing, but not in any language he understands.
-It seems that the man understands, though, and Jaskier squints down to see his hand soothe the animal’s flank. The Sea is calm; this man is good and Jaskier shrugs his inhibition as he leans down. The man does not seem to be carrying any weaponry save for the silver dagger he wields, pointed at Jaskier.
-It’s laughable, but valiant. Though, Jaskier does not care much, spreading his lips in a wide grin as the man allows his to grow close enough to see the animal by his knees clearly. He’s careful to keep his tail from flicking wildly in excitement as the animal relaxes from its growl and hops in place.
- “Please,” Jaskier’s voice is well-used; he talks to his mother, the Sea, and to his siblings: the school of fish that lazily wander through his guarded waters, the giant squid that tickles between his tail-fins on well-weathered days, “Can I pet your animal?” The animal obviously recognizes this word, it’s tail wiggling wildly and its muzzle open as it pants in want despite its human glaring threatening at Jaskier.
- “Pretty please,” Jaskier asks, widening his eyes in the same manner he uses with Mother when he asks for a new species for his waters.
-There is a giant merman staring at Geralt, asking him if he can pet Roach. Geralt might be losing his mind, he’s sure it’s a hallucination but he keeps his sword drawn nonetheless.
-No sits on the tip of his tongue, but then the merman’s eyes widen, bluer than the bluest Sea. He’s a witcher, he’s stronger than a pair of puppy ey— but then he asks in that oh-so melodic, pleading voice of his to pet Roach. And really, Geralt can’t fault him, Roach is adorable.
-He sheathes his sword, ‘cause dammit, what’s a man supposed to do when faced with a being fifty times his height begging to pet his furry friend? Not to mention, the merman is extremely cute with his bottom lip jut and his body twitching as it contains possible tail flaps that Roach does not deign to.
- “Be very, very gentle,” he says, voice low and commanding. If the merman were to hurt Roach, he would—
- “It’s so soft,” Jaskier whimpers, his breath ruffling her fur. “Oh Salty Sea, it’s so soft.” The animal yips, rubbing its cheek against his fingertip as the man glares at them despite the speck of soft in his eyes.
- “Her name is Roach,” Geralt finds himself saying, “She’s my best friend.”
- “Roach,” Jaskier repeats, tasting the name on his tongue, “Like the fish.”
- “Like the fish,” Geralt smiles.
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please rb if you liked it whoo