#+ last one lives rent free in my head

[souvenir116]

Frowning in concentration, broad back, thick tongue... he serves

[senseandaccountability]

Sorry, but I accidentally checked what Solas has been saying about spirits and demons and broke my heart.

[gvalesdraws]

House of Hope experience

[wyvernity]

many many lyras and her friends (and fire badger)

[leftneb]

saw this picture of lando and immediately felt it in my soul that I had to draw it

also turned into a DBH AU piece because. the vibes.

original picture and details below the cut ˇˇˇˇ

~5h

[iridescentoracle]

i am so obsessed with how like. taken as read the ot3 are at this point. like on the one hand it feels like they've been building up to this for ages but on the other hand it kind of feels like i blinked and we skipped right past some Major Turning Point where everything got spelled out and we're just already in firmly Established Relationship-land. obviously tarvek is too well-protected for anyone to assassinate openly, look how angry his boyfriend and girlfriend are at the idea of anyone threatening him. at this point i'm half-convinced agatha's just going to refer to her boyfriends in passing to someone else and no one's even going to comment on it until van finds out twenty pages later and immediately starts making everyone pay up

[gethlark]

I finished Dressrosa and am deeply unwell about the intertwined stories of Cora, Law, and Luffy in that arc.

[woogiez]

wip TO THIS

[mintsandapples]

THE ONES WHO LIVE – CAST DIARIES – 1X3 "BYE"

Andrew : Never say that to Michonne, you know what I mean? 'Cause she pulls you out of a helicopter... which frankly is one of my favorite ends of any episode we've ever done. Danai : If we don't get to a place of truth, who cares? We'll probably survive that water. We'll probably survive this drop, we're close enough. Let it happen because – I cannot function with this man in my presence being this way anymore. We've got to find a neutral ground and it will never be neutral ground in the custody of this military.

[bambiswhitespots]

Me hearing the slightest mention of any of my obsessions

[that-one-raccoon]

You said art requests are open and Encouraged right?

What are the rules for them

Mutuals only?

Fandoms allowed?

Draw your favorite character in your second favorite characters clothes, With your 3rd favorite characters eyes(Sorry if that's too specific)

What are the rules for them Mutuals only? Fandoms allowed?

Hi!!! so first off, I don't have too many rules, I just don't do NSFW or problematic ships. I'm willing to do suggestive stuff, though im not very good at that.

Anyone can request!

And yes! Fandom is primarily what I draw, though I'm also open to OCs

If you have any questions at all, feel free to DM me and we can talk about that!

Now, the art request!!

Two versions bc I really liked both

#1 favorite: Claire Nuñez from Tales of Arcadia

#2: Astrid Hofferson's outfit from How to Train Your Dragon 2

and #3: Azula's eyes from Avatar: The Last Airbender

references in respective order:

[tealeavesandtrash]

Wolfstar Micro Fic - @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: Soulmates - 560 words

Remus tugs at his pyjama sleeve, refusing to let it slip past his wrist. Sirius sits opposite, legs crossed as he watches with silent anticipation. The glow of the waxing moon illuminates his face - there’s less than a week until the full and Remus isn’t if that’s why his body prickles with anxiety, or if it’s apprehension about his potential soulmate mark. 

The whole ordeal feels like some sick joke - to spend your whole life knowing the last words you’ll hear from your soulmate, or not get any words and second-guess every relationship. It seems like a lose-lose situation in Remus’ eyes.

“This is all a little morbid isn’t it?” Remus mutters.

“Yeah but it's still interesting, isn’t it?” Sirius says, eyes sparkling with excitement. 

“There’s isn’t anything exciting about knowing what the love of your life's last words will be.”

Sirius huffs. “It’s not that deep. Honesty, most people just think it’s superstition.”

It doesn't make Remus feel any better. Whether the words are legitimate or not, there'll still be a lifetime of paranoia.

He can feel Sirius’ eyes on him, waiting patiently. “Can I see?” he asks tentatively, edging slightly closer. Remus refuses to meet Sirius' gaze, but he doesn’t protest when Sirius reaches forward and pushes his sleeve up to reveal his pulse point. He takes his wrist with soft fingers and gently manoeuvres Remus’ arm to catch the light, trying to make out any tiny script. 

“Oh!” Sirius gasps suddenly, “There is something!”

Remus’ eyes snap back. Sirius squints at his wrist, holding it so close to his face that Remus can feel his breath tickle his skin. “What does it say?”

“Thought you didn’t want to know?”

Remus scowls at him. “Yeah well now you know,  I may as well know what it says too.”

“Nice one, James.”

“What?”

“Nice one, James,” Sirius repeats. “They’re your soulmate words.”

Remus’ brow furrows, “What does that even mean?”

Sirius shrugs, dropping Remus’ hand. “I dunno. This is why so many people don’t believe in soulmates, most people’s don’t make any sense.”

“But that’s useless, what am I even meant to do with that?”

Sirius flops down, rolling onto his back to look up at Remus. “I don’t think you’re meant to do anything. It’s like meddling with fate y’know?”

“You wouldn't want to try?”

Sirius shrugs. “Yeah but how? It’s all so ambiguous, you can’t go around trying to predict what’ll happen.”

Remus sighs and moves to lie down next to Sirius. “How do you do that?” his voice comes out quiet, barely louder than a breath.

Harry, don't! He’s gone, I'm sorry, he’s gone. Those words appeared on Sirius’ wrist on his sixteenth birthday. Remus isn’t sure he could cope with words as cutting as that.  

“Whatever happens probably won’t happen for over a hundred years. And I know it’s hard because you’re a chronic overthinker-” Remus jabs him in the ribs and Sirius huffs a laugh. “There’s isn't any point focusing on something so far away.”

They lie together in silence for a little longer. “Hey, Sirius?” Remus says suddenly. “Can you - please don’t tell Prongs about this. I don’t want him getting the wrong with his name being there.”

Sirius squeezes Remus’ hand lightly. “I won’t. And Remus?”

Remus rolls his head to the side to look at Sirius’ profile. “Yeah?”

“Happy Birthday, Moony.”

[saotome-michi]

I'm sure that this has been stated many times before, but the way Assassination Classroom begins and ends with Koro Sensei taking attendance is just writing genius.

The first roll call is loud, violent, and chaotic; it's literally all the kids shooting machine guns at Koro Sensei while he effortlessly dodges them and cheekily calls out their names, telling them to speak louder so that he can hear them over all the gunfire. It's impersonal—we don't focus on any of the kids except Nagisa, everyone else is just a figure with a gun.

The last roll call is the exact opposite: quiet, intimate, and personal. Once again, all the kids surround Koro Sensei, but now they're on top of him, pinning down his tentacles, and he is completely immobile on the ground. Now, against the backdrop of this quiet night, we focus on every student of Class 3-E, each of them getting their moment with Koro Sensei as he gently calls out their names and waits for them to say "here".

A beautiful example of connecting the beginning with the end in a way that effectively conveys the progression of everyone involved. Bravo Matsui sensei, bravo.

[100-percential-artman]

Mongolian morro anyone?

Messy sketch but I had to rush it on my lunch break so.

[itsahotminuteinbetween]

@mitathemita i saw your guy and he looked cool so I doodled him a lil bit if that's okay? His design is real neat, hope I did em justice! (lemme know if you want me to take this down, I didn't know if you were okay with fanart so feel free to ignore or ask for removal!)

(also he gives off squeaky toy vibes so my sincerest apologies-)

[zaphiyy207]

Together

"..Us four against the world, we are unstoppable!"

Go and write your own song

All the world will sing along

When you find your melody

We'll join in, in harmony

-Life's What You Make It, Graham Colton