#// here we gooooooooo

[maxillo]

1 AM

Dave braces himself for the dawn of his new future and the shadows of his memories.

🔴 LIVE INSTALLMENT! Posted in hourly segments; check reblog chain for additions throughout the day.

[simcardiac-arrested]

fullbodies i did this artfight that im really proud of!!! fun characters to draw all around

in order:

roxy for @almguav

shark tooth for cherrybombtiger

ZAP for paratoshka

parion for paintedgalaxy

[glowing-blue-feathermage]

We thought we would, you know, finish this fic after 8 years. Because why not? =D Feathermage, the artist formerly known as ilyahna1980, has rediscovered @winebearcat in the wilds!!

Couldn't resist reposting this art from Dorian-Trash (aka @badookie) So excited about this project!!! We will be editing the entire story to bring it forward to 2024 and reposting <<Here>>!

[leolingo]

cellbits stream title is “saving my friends” and his starting screen is a drawing of cucurucho with SON OF A BITCH written over it 😋

[silverlininghills]

and with that, the inaugural 2024 trip før cøncerts has begun!!!

[phoenix-flamed]

By the time I stop playing XIV, I'm going to have an army of Elwin alts.

[sparklemotiongalaxy]

Ficlet time for the No Gem Roads AU! AU by @vinylroadsjunction This time about…

Leschenaultia or otherwise known as “First Love’s Grass” in Japanese!

Leschenaultia: Yinu and her family

(Note: Mama and Papa’s personalities… are… wildly HCs here...)

Without further ado, enjoy!

It is evening. The moon shines down on you as you make your way home. Alone, not that you ever minded the existential dread that comes with it. No matter how many times you come to the view of the Natura district, it is spectacular. The paved roads, the splendid houses, the fountains, the flower shops... you could go on!

If it weren't for the explosions that occurred just a few hours ago. The paved road was slightly damaged, with cracks all over. One fountain was leaking, water trickling down the basin. Must get Timmy to help you fix everything, you note.

It is already rumored to be the fault of the new-fangled Rock duo, Bunk Bed Junciton. You never had an affinity for rock, but you appreciated how much sheer energy they brought to Vinyl City.

Then you notice a child that will change your life.

You realize the child is lost. All dirty. With scrapes all over their body. And without their parent. In the middle of the city.

But most of all, you know that look in a child's eyes. That red, messy sobby eyes.

You are a busy man. You understand that. Still, you bend down to greet the child.

"Do you need any help?"

The child, wearing strange blue robes, flinches. Then she dashes away.

"No no! I will not hurt you!" Although running after a child who is clearly afraid of you is illogical, you do so anyways.

Pitter patter!

After running down the hill marked with buildings oh so familiar to you, the tiny footsteps come to a halt.

The glowing light makes the child glow in almost an angelic manner.

"Please... I need help! I'm lost... and I need my Red Coral!"

The child's already large eyes widen, desperate for any sort of kindness. Hopefully.

"Who is this 'Red Coral?'" People nowadays have such strange names. Not that you mind, of course.

The child gasps and covers their mouth as if they'd said something wrong. But their eyes go back to a neutral state as they continued.

"Red Coral and I came here for an important job. I can't tell you what it is but- we lost. And now Red- Red Coral is gone!"

Whoever this Red Coral is, that person is quite important to this child. Which only means-

“I will help you find them. Can you tell me what they look like?”

"Ummm... tall. Golden eyes. Gem on the back of her head. Long hair head. A dress! Blue like mine!"

Gem? Like the gem monsters that surround this city? But if she is... sentient like the child in front of you, how?

"Let's set off. Take my hand. You might get lost."

The child hesitates for a split second but listens. You feel the small hand, cold, in yours. Making sure you don't accidentally squish it, you hold it tenderly.

"Now... where could she be?"

The artificial lights of the district brighten the road you two walk on. It casts a shadow of two people. One tall, one short. Just like a father and his child. No. This child will find this Red Coral, and they'd leave. Like they always do.

You were passing by the flower shop when they gasped.

"Did you spot her?"

"No... but I found something! Are those- flowers? Actual flowers?"

This child is surprised about seeing flowers. Not to be judgemental... but how odd.

"Yes. They are roses. Do you want some?"

"May I?"

You walk to the cashier and ask for the yellow and red rose bouquet. Adorned with blue flowers on the sides. He happily places the beautiful thing on the other hand once you pay and tips him.

"Always come back! Maybe this time bring someone... important, okay?" He flashed a cheeky grin.

"I'm not looking for dates! I'm going to give it to this child!" you tell him as you give the flower bouquet to the child.

"I'll gift you these."

The child lets out a smile, for the first time. It looks precious. Especially the way she had dimples. Then the smile faded.

"I can have them? But I didn't deserve this... I haven't done anything to do so."

"People always deserve flowers. Especially for those who are feeling...blue." You say, pointing at the child's outfit.

It earned you another small smile, so it's worth it.

You wave goodbye to the flower shop employee. As you walk hand in hand, you meet Amal.

Like always, he was on all fours, while wearing his blue unicorn outfit.

"Amal... I know you are a unicorn right now, but we need help. Have you seen a woman in a blue dress, with golden eyes, and-"

"Red." The child cuts in while still admiring the bouquet.

"..."

"Amal, please. No horsing around now!" You said another pun.

"Yeah. I kinda think she went to Metro Division. Looked like she was really searching for something."

"That's her! Thank you, Amal!" The child suddenly perked up.

You had to get there fast. Metro Division was much larger and more... chaotic than here, so it would take much.

"Is it okay if I pick you up? A piggyback?"

"What's that?" This child also doesn't understand piggybacks.

"It is when a person picks up another person... and puts them on their shoulder!"

The child let out an excited breath but flinched again. "I'm not that high ranking!" Even more strange words.

"You are my first priority now! Besides, we must get you to the Divison."

"... okay."

Your back may hurt for a while, but this was worth it.

You pick the child up. Surprisingly light.

As you feel the breeze run through your hair, you run past that flower shop, across the bridge, and enter the bask of the bright Neon lights of Metro Division. Not as bright as before, but still. Quite fancy.

Then you spot her.

As the child (wonder what their name is) suddenly yells for her, she looks back. The broken carousel makes a stark contrast between her blue dress.

Red Coral has sparkling golden eyes. The world glimmers in those eyes as she lunges toward you and the child.

"DID YOU KIDNAP MY GOLDEN CORAL? WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!"

Her eyes pierce through you.

She had a beautiful voice, too.

The child jumps down from your shoulder and stands between you and her, arms wide open as if to protect you.

"No! Red, he helped me find you! He- gave me this, too."

The child, no, Golden Coral, hands Red the bouquet.

"What?" Now with an astonished look, she gingerly takes the bouquet. She turns it around and examines it.

"Actual flowers?" Once again, an odd response.

"Yes!"

Her look melts, as she kneels down to meet your gaze.

"I am deeply sorry for my past words. And I must thank you for helping me unite with my protege." Now she looked mortified by her past action, eyes glistening.

You let out an assuring smile. "No worries! I would be scared too if I was lost in another place and separated from my family! Do you have a place to stay?"

"... no."

"If so, I can invite you to my house. We have more flowers. And a roof over our heads."

Golden Coral tugs at Red's skirt. "We can see more flowers? We should go, Red!"

Red Coral lets out the sweetest smile known to humankind. "If you insist. Then I must accept such an offer."

Whatever happens with these two from now on, you were going to be involved too. And something told you, it was going to be big.

But this was going to be a good big change.

The Neon lights shined down on you and the Corals. It made the two look as if they were glowing more under it.

You take a deep breath. Time to introduce yourself to them. "Nice to meet you. My name is-"

[minwilder]

me at 6 am on the dot: GET UP IT’S TIME FOR PIRATES!!!!!!!!!!!!!

my roommate, actively wishing death upon me: why the fuck did i agree to this

[lenacopperleaf]

Extra silly hours lb

[heclingmuzik]

@hydrofloraison

"Hey Furina, welcome! How are you liking this place so far? Everyone's treating you alright?" Ismael approaches the new hire with the biggest smile, "Here. It's for you." A welcome package of an assortment of candies and sample bottles of lotion and such. "Welcome to Starberry."

[aerodaltonimperial]

[toads-treasures]

I’m about to make a cake with little to no preparation I’ll let y’all know how it goes

[unidentifiedwhistlingobject]

nintendo show me my girl challenge, level: impossible

[gomi-chan]

Ok but like

What if the candy man and Wonka were lovers thou

Just like

A passing thought

That I will now make you all suffer throu

[planetsandthefates]

1989 Taylor's Version is FINALLY here and you know what that means....IT'S TIME FOR ME TO LIVEBLOG 1989 TAYLOR'S VERSION!

ill be listening to it in order btw as i usually do

[skunkbrat]

⤳   @nexusbeing, ​​​​   asked:     ‹ It’s mortifying coming to you like this. ›

Of all the people to show up unannounced in the middle of night, it was not over-exaggeration to rank the woman before her at the very last. Now, of course, there was not as abhorrent an animosity between them now, but a strange, tenuous ground which had been reached by way of sweat and blood: they tread an icy ground, thin and looming. A word between them is either snow boots or ice picks. Mortifying was putting the sensation quite lightly, she had to imagine. ❝ Yeah, ❞ she begins, a curt nod, an answer to a question she wouldn't be so cruel as to force Wanda to ask: she would let her in without question, opening her door wide and angling her own body so as to be the last to enter, peering into the apartment hallway to check for lingering threats. Penthouse's got its perks, isolation and all. ❝ Ah don't think there are words enough in the English language to describe how it's feeling to be, uh –– come to. ❞

With the door shut, the pair stand awkward in the foyer, darkness enveloping them for a few prolonged moments before Rogue shuffles to turn on a light (truth be told, she hesitated at the action, wondering if maybe it'd make 'em both a helluva lot comfier not being able to see one another). ❝ Watch the cats, ❞ she says, an aptly timed warning as Lucifer trots over with an overeager nature, rubbing against Wanda's leg expectantly. Meanwhile, Rogue takes a few steps towards the kitchen, already grabbing a glass from the cabinet. ❝ Water? Somethin' stronger, maybe? ... If you're here, Ah'm guessing you need it. ❞ A prodding without anything too forceful; maybe because she's trying to play it decent, maybe because she's still too groggy from being woken up by a knock on the door sounding out through the apartment.