#[Hope this is alright.]

[a-girl-named-angel]

Starter for @drinkitfrommymouthsuou

It all happened to her so fast. One moment, she was at a contest for her school choir. The next, she received an official letter from the prestigious Ouran Academy offering her a music scholarship to join their choir and pursue a higher education.

It hadn’t been long before her mother found out and quickly threw in her two yen. “This is a golden goose!” She said taking hold of her only child’s shoulders. “If you let it go, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life. Don’t do it for me, do it for yourself!”

And that was that.

Now she was walking towards the campus. Nervously fiddling with her book satchel as she walked. Though today would just be a day to familiarize herself and not actively attending courses, her own anxieties couldn’t help but grow.

For one thing, the closer she got, the more she realized she would stick out like a sore thumb. She had on her old school uniform as she couldn’t afford the dress uniform and certainly couldn’t afford to keep up with it. But her long blue skirt and white shirt tied off with a red ribbon as much better then casual wear. Even if she found herself catching more attention then she’d like.

The next thing was… the eyes. If she were in a group she would feel somewhat more secure, but she was alone and with everyone she passed, she could feel their eyes stare like daggers. And the whispers. Oh god the whispers. It was pure torture. She felt like any minute she would either burst into tears or run off into an unfamiliar location.

But soon, the bells for class rang and she made it into what she could guess was the office for them. Where she would receive her schedule and portable map.

“Homeroom, Algebra, French, Renaissance history, Choir.” She repeated as she began to circle the areas on her map to find her rooms. And one by one, she would mark them down as she passed them by. Only stopping once for lunch which she happily ate from her bento box. Choosing to stay away from the cafeteria as again, she didn’t want to be the center of attention.

Alas she made it to her final period. Which coincidentally lined up towards the end of the school day.  does she would have to get used to the walks in between classes, she found it to be quite easy to navigate. At least until now.

There was an error in her schedule. Instead of labeling, which music room her choir class would be held in, it’s simply said “choir room”. This would not prove to be useful as she had a choice of three music rooms to find the right room. Thankfully, she didn’t have to worry about attendance, but still it was annoying to have to figure out which room was the right room, especially after a long day, such as hers.

Oddly enough, the first room, that she would have to look through was the last one, Music Room 3. ‘Would have to start somewhere.’ She thought. 

No sooner had she open the doors, that she had come face first to several bouquets worth of rose petals being blown towards her face and several students sitting some odd feet in front of her welcoming her to. What they called. The “Ouran Host Club”.

Naturally the new girl was stunned. Half of her almost wanted to slam the door and run away. But, she knew that that was rude, considering that they were other people just nearby. So in the flurry of emotions that she was going through, she just stood there. A nervous expression on her face followed by a blush that covered her cheeks.

“H-huh! Oh gosh I-I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t mean to stumble in here!” She said trying hard to keep her composure. “T-there was a mistake on my s-schedule, I’m j-just looking for the music room that holds the choir.” She explained.

[shootingxstardust]

@tiredstudents​ liked a post with Black Rock Shooter.

She was in her own world just fighting Black Gold Saw. It was just another day in the Otherworld, fighting pain with pain. Black Rock Shooter had been battling her adversary for as long as she could remember. This time was no different, but then something strange happened. A portal open in the midst of the battle. Before Rock knew it, she was whisked in another world, her body crashing like a meteor.

Climbing out of the small crater she accidentally created, the otherself staggered along, limping with each step. She felt disoriented and lethargic.  She saw someone in the distance.. a human? Rock inched herself forward, an outstretched hand reaching towards them, before she fell to the floor right in front of them.

[goldenspirits]

Maybe I'm being hyperspecific with language since I'm autistic—

But.

Cops can handle it emotionally, yes. But I feel like it's disingenuous to say it's a 'cops don't have self-control' issue, when it's actually a 'cops are actively trained to have no self-control'.

And since they are a tool to protect the interests of the state and mainly prioritize property over humans, no amount of self control can make cops non-violent. Am I making sense? Who knows.

Maybe pointing out the hypocrisy can make people realize cops are wrong, maybe that can be the turning point to someone, maybe that can plant the seeds of doubt, but it's not the only thing we need to keep in mind.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Dog Meshi.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

brain please wake up and draw

bonus :

[zandraart]

foxes

[otaku553]

Luffy week day 3:

Sleep/Sunflower

[msparrowscribbles]

Holy Heck that's a lot of Cuteguys!!!

I was really inspired by @hotguycomiczine and the amazing showcase of talent and creativity from everyone involved - so I wanted to try drawing a bunch of cuteguy designs (both from the comic and from other folks in the community) because there's such a variety of concepts people have for this little guy and they're all so hecking cool!!!!

If I had the power and compositional skills to incorporate that many guys I would have had every cuteguy in existence!! but sadly I am but a mere mortal and the flesh is weak,,, so i hope this is sufficient amounts of cuteguy.

Designs are by (from left to right and top to bottom):

@cosmic-nopedog , @emryste , @tibby-art , @syneester

@isjasz , @traffrogers

@gingermaple , @alienssstufff, @anneliis18

EDIT: The Scart design in the centre is by @\bad12amcomic. I originally credited to the wrong person, sorry!

[wormspoodle]

@gamink it is so funny that you say this actually

heres the rest of the image i had drawn about that very thing

[wanologic]

#besties

[shhroomer]

omg kahl broflobster !?

[charlott2n]

some of my posts go on blogs i wouldnt visit with a gun.

[tooquirkytolose]

Based on this tweet:

[nipuni]

Casanova sketches!

[cyanorhis]

Thinking about the fact that Zuko has had every possible hairstyle Katara could have ever been into (from bald to long hair). He wields dual swords like Jet. He is a powerful bender as the fortune teller intended. He acts as a "vigilante of sorts" like Jet did. He can be a puppy like Haru. He can be a badass like Jet. Truly the most versatile ever. He's the 1000 in 1 boyfriend fr.

Not to mention the parallels with her ofc, if we're going to consider Blue Spirit x Painted Lady shenanigans, the mommy issues, the dry sense of humor, the nerdiness, the sense of responsibility... All things that match Her regardless of her possible interests in romantic partners. It's just too amusing to me.

My dude was truly dedicated to the cause. I salute him.

[thesauce8]

Kakashi’s hand shaking as he pulls it out of Obito’s chest makes my heart physically contract.