#(i really hope the link works)

[one-of-many-mothmen]

YALL I JUST LEARNED WILL WOOD HAD A FUCKING PODCAST????

THIS WHOLE TIME?????? YALL DIDNT THINK TO FUCKING TELL ME??? RUDE!!

Im listening 2 it rn its really funny check it out on Spotify

[master-jarrus]

This tiktok sound had given me a heart breaking animation idea between Misako and Garmadon

Gotta do a few more things before I can story board it

[star-ri-eyed]

Hiㅎㅎㅎ

From the 70 horrible questions you reblogged, 32, 56, 69.

~^^

my friend!! my love!! hello!!

32: What is your favourite color?

so i don’t know if you’ve ever heard the tiktok audio ‘i stay awake at night, because i don’t even know what my favourite colour is, and i’m afraid i don’t have a real personality’ yeah… that- that hits deep. but if i had to pick i’d say at the moment green, like emerald/forest/olive greens but nothing about me is consistent so it will change

56: How many people have you fist fought?

a fair few, i was a SHIT teenager. i can think of 5 times that were particularly significant but i was Not Good Mentally™️ so more than i’d care to admit

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

yes and no. this post sums it up pretty well.

i also don’t think people have /one/ soulmate i think everyone is made up of parts of one another, and limiting yourself to a single person is unfair, on yourself, them and others. you need a village to grow. i think there are people you will find and love across lifetimes (wink wink) and they will cary different roles in your life

thank you my dear~~^^

[pluplupluto]

Ask me stuff (about ghosts)

(because I'm bored (⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠;⁠) )

[phantomwarrior12]

If you are taking requests I thought of Crow x YW where some hot shot guardian is giving crow hell for being Uldren but then the YW finds out and is pissed. Maybe they throw them off the tower or set up some very violent crucible matches. I just really want to see an angry YW wrecking someone up for their boi. If you don’t that’s fine but I love your work and can’t wait for more!!!🤩❤️❤️❤️

I had some fun with this one! Thanks for the ask, anon! ^.^ I'm so glad you like my fics and I hope you enjoy this one!

See Red

[somnimagus]

My page for @sheikahzine; about Impaz's duty to her village, empty of people and full of memories.

[id in alt text]

[dragondawdles]

did a piece in the LU server's gift exchange ! something of survival and reunions and smug little shadowguys

[phoenixmetaphor]

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selkie au - take what the water gave me - part 2-1: drinking game

SORRY, i am splitting this part up. i will bomb your dash with like 5 pages at a time, maaaaaybe 6. but this is going to be at least 8 pages. i haven’t quite got the end laid out yet. the good news is pages 5-7 are sketched. the bad news page 5 as like 10 panels on it, wtf.

i told you we’d get to explicitly selkie bits and here we are. i swear one of these is not going to be set in a bar one of these days.

anyway, thanks again to @thebrandywine for the selkie brainrot. mav’s selkie fic [call of the sea, call of the moon] — the thing that inspired this, the second cake — is now being posted! so please check it out.

[SELKIE COMIC PART 1 HERE]

this comic is also on ao3 (requires login)

[turtlecleric]

Interrupted + Together won the poll

Bay!Mikey x Reader, NSFW, inspired by art by @thejudiciousneurotic

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Mikey is thinking about you. 

Again.

But, come on, it's not his fault! Yesterday, when you dropped your phone and knelt down to pick it up… How is he supposed to see that and not have the image seared into his mind? The image of you on your knees at his feet, looking up at him with those… those eyes, and that face, and that mouth and-

God. You're so beautiful. He can't help but imagine how your pretty lips would look wrapped around his cock. 

He's being, like, super creepy, isn't he? Friends don't think about friends when they jack off, do they? 

…But he really, really doesn't want to stop. 

He can almost pretend his fist is your mouth. It feels good, but he knows you'd be even better. You'd be… so, so good. So good for him. 

He wonders if you'd make little noises while you took him down your throat. And what about those eyes? Would you keep those big eyes open while he fucked your pretty mouth? Keep them on him? Would little tears gather in the corners?

Would you let him lead? Let him tangle his fingers in your hair and move you how he wanted?

Fuck, he wants you. He wants you so bad it's insane. He doesn't even care what you'd be like, he knows it would be incredible no matter what. You're perfect.

Your name slips out of him as he strokes himself faster. It feels… really good to say it out loud. He groans it again, louder than before, bordering on desperate as he chases his release. He wants you. Fuck he wants you. He's close, with the thought of you kneeling between his legs. The thought of your mouth, your eyes, your everything. You'd be so, so-

The door starts to open suddenly, and frustrated irritation ripples through him. His brothers were supposed to be out for at least another hour, but either way they should know to at least knock first when the door is closed. 

Well. At least he'll get to embarrass whoever it is. All three of them have walked in on him before, and they always end up absolutely mortified. A smirk is already pulling at his lips, but then the door opens all the way and he sees that it's you.

It's you.

“Oh, shit!” He leans forward, pulling his knees together and trying to hide himself. His heart lodges in his throat, and he watches you realize what you just walked in on. Watches you freeze, watches your eyes widen and your face flush and your mouth - that mouth, oh God - fall open in shock.

For what feels like an eternity, you and Mikey just stare at each other. Then you blink, and your mouth closes. You step further into the room, closing the door behind you before pressing your back against it. 

You're still staring at him. Burning holes into his eyes with your own. And he's sitting on his bed completely fucking naked except for his mask, and his dick is somehow still rock fucking hard in his hand, and oh my god you just walked in on him jacking off to the thought of you. 

So this is what it feels like to be the embarrassed one in this situation. Huh. He's not a fan. 

You're still staring. 

“Uh…” He clears his throat, shifting awkwardly on the bed. “What-”

“You said my name.”

Oh God. He had said your name. Not exactly quietly, either. Shit, shit, what was he supposed to say? Answer!

“Yeah, I. I did.”

Your eyes flick downward for a split second before they return to his face. Your tongue darts out to lick your lips, and come on. Come on! That's not fucking fair. 

“Were you… thinking about me?” You ask.

Shit. Say no, he thinks. Say no!

“...Yes.” Shit! You're going to hate him, oh God, you're probably super grossed out! Fix it! “I'm really sorry, Angelc- I mean! Uh, I can stop calling you that if you don't - if this is, like - I mean, I just think you're really really beautiful and I really like you and-” 

STOP TALKING WHAT THE FUCK!

Mikey closes his eyes and groans. Imagines dying of embarrassment. Or launching himself into the sun. Or just dissolving into dust and scattering across the earth.

When he opens his eyes again, somehow you're still here. And for some reason, you're walking closer. 

What the hell is happening?

You get close enough that he could reach out and touch you if he wanted. There's something in your expression that he can't read, but to be fair he might be a little distracted by the sight of your lips up close, still wet from when you'd licked them.

“Mikey.” When he finally meets your gaze, you let out the cutest little laugh he's ever heard. “You do realize I've been flirting with you for weeks, right?”

It takes him a solid ten seconds to register what you said. He blinks, his brow furrowing as he thinks back to his last several interactions with you. 

Oh. Ohhhhh.

He watches you, just to make sure you're not joking.

You're not joking.

When it clicks, when he finally lets himself believe it, he can't stop the ecstatic smile from spreading across his face. You smile back at him, and he thinks his heart might actually burst out of his chest. Holy shit. You like him? You like him?!

A hand on his arm pulls him from his thoughts, reminding him that he's still very much naked on his bed in front of you. You seem to remember, too, and he sees your eyes drop to his hands where they're covering his dick. 

“I know this is kind of fast,” you whisper. “But can I…”

There's no way this is real. There's no way this is actually happening. “You want to…”

You press your lips together and nod, glancing back up at him with trepidation.

Mikey feels his eyes get impossibly wide. He's got to be dreaming. This is too good to be true. 

But he's certainly not going to say no. 

He nods in return, pulling his hands away and watching in disbelief as you climb onto the bed and settle in between his legs. You watch his face for a moment. Whatever you see must satisfy you, because then you lean down, reaching out with both hands to gently stroke his length. Immediately a breathy moan slips out of him. He can't believe how much better someone else's hands feel compared to his own. 

Is this really, actually happening?

He's thinking there's no way it could possibly feel any better when suddenly your head dips down and you take the head of his cock into your mouth.

His entire body jolts at the feeling, something between a groan and a whimper punching out of him, and then you take him in further, and your head starts to bob, and you're watching him through your lashes, and he's going to fucking die. He's actually going to die. You're actually here, and you're actually kneeling between his legs, and your mouth is so warm, and your hands are so soft, and everything is so much better than he could have ever, ever imagined. The waves of pleasure have his toes curling, his fists clenching in his sheets, his eyes fluttering shut even as he tries to keep them open so he can watch the hottest thing that's ever happened to him play out in real time. 

What's truly embarrassing is how quickly he reaches his limit. 

“I'm gonna-” He can't even finish his sentence before he comes. His entire body shudders and he thrusts into your warmth again and again. He can't stop his hips from chasing you, can't stop the growl that rips out of his chest. He's vaguely aware that you're swallowing his come, your throat squeezing around him as you do, and that pulls another growl from him. 

Holy shit. Holy shit.

His brain is still buzzing when you pull away, his dick making an obscene popping sounds as it leaves your mouth, but he can't focus enough to really follow what's happening. 

There's one thought bouncing around in his mind: He knew you'd be good. 

At some point he opens his eyes again. You're laying on top of him, tracing patterns into his plastron with a finger. He must have a goofy, dazed look on his face, because you giggle when he looks at you. It makes his heart do a little flip, makes him remember the thing that really makes this all feel like a dream come true. 

You like him.

“Was it good?” You ask.

He blinks at you stupidly and huffs. “Are you kidding me? I'm in heaven, Babes. I can't - I mean, it's… wow.”

You laugh again, and it makes his chest soar. He wraps his arms around you and squeezes until you squeak, then flips you onto your back so that he's hovering over you. He's pretty sure fireworks are exploding in his chest at the sight of you beneath him.

“Okay,” he says, eyeing the button on your pants before looking back at you. “Your turn.”

Your eyes widen, your mouth falling open and once again distracting him with those pretty lips. “M-My turn?”

“Yeah!” His smile falters. “If you want to, that is. Obviously we don't have to do anything you don't want to, but… I wanna make you feel good, too.”

Your gaze softens, and your lips press into a fond smile. “I want to,” you assure him. “I really, really want to.”

He beams down at you, lowering himself onto his elbows and forearms so he can kiss you. It's a tentative thing, slow and careful and full of joy, but as you each get bolder it turns into something more fervent. He shifts, holding himself up with one arm and reaching down with his other hand to unbutton your pants. When he sits back so he can use both hands to tug them off, you help him by shimmying and let out another laugh that sets him on fire. 

He pauses for a moment more, drinking in the sight of you. Your lips, a little red, a little swollen. Your shining eyes, staring at him like he's the amazing one. It hits him again. 

You like him. 

It really is a dream come true. And he's going to earn it. He's going to earn it every day for the rest of his life. 

[luck-of-the-drawings]

[<==PREV PAGES] [NEXT PAGE==>(not out yet.wait a year.or maybe more.imagine.]

saw alot of comments on prev pages; saying 'i HATE that mean teacher! im gonna FIGHT HIM!!' & i LOVE the energy!! it WOULD be nice. to have that catharsis. but the story of young tidestrider is Not one of catharsis. it is a story of being so small and so special and sucking so bad.

[royaltea000]

Guys here’s a link list of that old Hetalia Nordics cosplay series that I was reminiscing about a while back ago - a classic from my time… 🚬_(TwT ) original cosplays by FabrorEstersPojkar - we salute our soldiers o7

It’s my favorite cosplay series ever and you can really feel the passion and care put into this project - they got translators so every country spoke their own language throughout and everythin dude, that’s effort! If you do check it out lemme know how you liked it! :)

Intro/world meeting parody- 【[APH] [COS] Hetalia 北 區欠 1-哔哩哔哩】 https://b23.tv/jkOFrN3

Starts getting into history- 【 [APH][COS]Hetalia的北區欠2維/京/海/盜時代 part 1-哔哩哔哩】 https://b23.tv/jpuNeTR

【[APH][COS]Hetalia的北區欠維/京/海/盜時代2-part 2-哔哩哔哩】 https://b23.tv/Yc1CDMd

【 [APH][COS] Hetalia北區欠3 -卡/爾/馬/聯/盟part 1-哔哩哔哩】 https://b23.tv/IBytvwu

【[APH][COS] Hetalia北區欠3 -卡/爾/馬/聯/盟part 2-哔哩哔哩】 https://b23.tv/TgREPxM

【 [APH][COS]Hetalia北區欠4波/羅/的/海/戰/役part 1-哔哩哔哩】 https://b23.tv/5F5EK3n

【[APH][COS]Hetalia北區欠4波/羅/的/海/戰/役part 2-哔哩哔哩】 https://b23.tv/wU84HYl

Bloopers/BTS:

【 [APH][COS] Hetalia北區欠系列作品的花絮-哔哩哔哩】 https://b23.tv/Ie1HBr4

(Bloopers 1,2,3 included in a row in description)

[luna-lovegreat]

Legend sick fics you say 👀

Well I don’t think I remember too many sick fics off the top of my head but weathered and wavering by Quirkle is very good.

Once you have a collection please do share with the class 🫶

Hehe yeah. Here is the original post about Legend sick fics. I got a lot of recommendations in the replies and reblogs that are so cool- seriously I read a ton of them and you guys are so awesome (/gen)

@uniquevoidflowers wrote this fic for me which is amazing of course- it has some of the coolest imagery with a flower thermometer which makes me very happy

Pretty much all of @skyward-floored 's sick fics are awesome, including this legend one that was instantly recommended to me by quite a lot of people lol (since it was posted very recently) (go read it)

Fill the cracks with gold by @sister-dear was so fun to read, it might be one of my favourites for Four

I loved Hiding behind plaster and ceramics by @occasionallyprosie -it had a lot of takes I hadn't seen before and was also very good writing

@arecaceae175 recommended down, a nine chapter sickfic that is really good, I loved reading it.

There's a lot of other ones, and most of them are in the notes of the post I made:

@the-au-collector made this reblog with a ton of good recommendations, and @hero-of-the-wolf reblogged with one I liked. Idk if the links can work like that but we'll find out

And my wisdom tooth surgery went well :D I've stayed off the internet for a bit of recovery. I'm good I'm just not doing too much interacting when I'm tired *shrug*. I was scared because my health is always so bad but it was ok. :))) I have definitely spent a lot of time reading- I knew it was a good idea to ask for sick fics for surgery week XD

So that's the lovely list of sick fics I've been reading- for when you get your wisdom teeth out. Or you're not feeling well, or you just feel like reading. Anyways.

Also my mind is still pretty tired right now but I wanted to answer this- I hope it's ok for everyone I tagged, and my phrasing and language isn't good right now, sorry. Love you guys /plat <333

[autism-corner]

he's really got it all!!

[no-brand-gays]

one love live scene i still love is when kurosawa “reasonable and prim student council president who doesn’t waste her time on frivolous pursuits” dia snaps and gives chika the “you think you’re a real μ’s fan?? name 5 of their songs” because although she and idols are at an impasse she can’t have her status as the supreme μ’s fan questioned. i love dia she’s such a loser. i also love the scene where she tries being friendly and calling you you-chan causing you to send a bundle of balloons loose into the sky

[summertimemusician]

Linktober Day 9

Deity

*sneezes after downing coffee* Well irl stuff got in the way so I'm way behind my original schedule for these and for Linktober but here we go with another arguably short one, fuelled purely by self indulgence, headcanons, spite against my linguist essays that kept me from keeping to schedule, severe sleep deprivation, a shout out to the Ender Lilies soundtrack and Majora's Mask soundtrack, and Nintendo for not clarifying anything about the lore so I'm snatching what I can and making it my own lol. Look, when you fíxate so much on details the Zelda team doesn't elaborate on you have to fill in the gaps with what you can.

As always can be read as romantic or platonic, technically in a LU context but not explicitly in it by itself.

The Lord of the Mountain liked hearing people sing.

In a way, it wasn’t a surprise, Hylia and the Golden Three each had their ballads and symphonies and minuets, each splendid and with cuts of their divinity in it, Farore was fond of lightning and forest alive minuets, and you could swear Farosh sparked just a bit brighter when one would him the beginnings of the Minuet of the Forest near their spring, Din was fond of boleros, fiery and alive and howling with the echo of flame touching earth that made a shine run through Dinraal’s scales, Nayru, in contrast, was much fonder of blizzard and river quiet serenades, the songs of contemplation at first snow ringing clear when Naydra curled around it’s spring, content to be free of Malice.

And of course Hylia had her ballads and lullabies, perfectly fitting to her display of divinity, of honey days and vast bird like wings, of ambered summers to come and to pass and dazzling solar storms of starlight and sunlight sparking through the human form of her descendants and heroes. So in a way, you weren’t surprised at all that the Lord of the Mountain – Satori, with a familiar touch of londsleite divinity, the hunt of the woodland beasts and diamondscar adoration for the Hero of the Wilds, similar in glory to the Light Spirits petrichor and vermeil fondness for the Hero of the Twilight – liked to listen to people sing. What you were surprised was how it attempted to follow along, it’s head across your lap the second you sat down in the clearing, a gentle hum on back of it’s throat, an owl’s cry and a cicada’s humming and faintly, chirring purring as presses it’s faces into your hands, a gentle request for petting.

It was adorable, even with the faint notes of the chill of clear spring water on winter and the livewire feeling of magic, like holding your hand too close to a flame but not quite touching it.

A low chuckle brushes against the back of your mind, a feeling like biting on ice, the prowl of a wild beast and the build up of lightning and light used to create his blade, the amused affection of a warrior reconvening with their brother in arms, you think you see the bone ivory of the Deity’s hair on the side of your vision, though you know he’s not physically there, ‘He likes you.’

You hum, gently patting behind it’s ears, pushing through the chill, gracefully not mentioning the burning with a smile at the mythic being’s faint chirring, birdsong and the wind through cherry blossoms that sparkle like rose quartz, “Well I quite like him too, I can see where it’s gentleness comes from.”

The ghost of a touch over your hair, the caress of lightning striking over your skin and the hair on the back of your neck pricking up and the crisp cold of winter, the chill of the ending and the flame of a new dawn, of new days, the phantom of magnolias and spring water on your tongue. The fragrance of pine, daffodils and blood soaked lilies on ashen fields on your senses, gentle and careful, marking but not claiming, ‘Only because it’s you, beloved. It’s not something easily given.’

You sigh, shakily composing yourself, you let yourself relax into the phantom sensation. Of hopes and dreams and healed suffering, of the divinity of hunt turned into protection and lightning given form, of tangled timelines and crystalized memories, “I know. It does not change my opinion, either way.”

To be the subject of a god’s care and regard was dangerous, after all. For the human and the deity in question, you know the stories from your world well, of the effects of Hylia on First and Sky, of Twilight and the personification of the Twilight Realm and the spirits of his land, of Wild and clawing from death’s embrace into that of the wilderness.

Knew how the fact the Fierce Deity’s mere proximity causing pain on those who changed him into hunting for hunt’s sake into protection for the sake of someone else cut deeper than even the ever encroaching entropy all beings must one day face. It was no wonder the Song of Healing was his creation, to want to ease the burden.

You gladly grant him some peace, in turn, even if it wasn’t much. It’s the least you can do, for always having his ways of watching over your heroes.

“Join me? We can make a duet.”

You feel more than see him shift, ephemeral, fleeting, gentle against the edges of your existence, as foreign to Hyrule as your own, sparking over your spine as you feel ozone and rust on your teeth. Satori is humming again to match the rumble of thunder in the man’s voice, the heralding of songs of war and elegies for the dead, ‘Of course, though I’m afraid I do not know many songs, besides…’

“It’s alright,”, you smile faintly, there’s a white ocarina in his hands, as he leans, a spectre against your side, “I’ll teach you some of my own, though you’ll have to forgive me if I don’t remember all the lyrics.”

‘It would be my honor to learn.’

You think he smiles, from the fluttering of something ancient and long forgotten against your side.

You sing to Satori and the Chain, a small respite of familiar and forgotten tunes, the Lord of the Mountain hums along. The Fierce Deity’s song cutting through any nightmares that may ail your heroes for another night.

When the dawn of a new day comes, the feeling of divinity against your skin feels just a bit more obvious, sinking into every crack of your being like a shroud, falling over your boys like a veil, reflecting the breath of eternity over Hyrule.

(First gives you a look that’s half exasperation, half understanding. Sky pointedly sticks to your side as Time looks you over, markings deep with vibrant color. You shrug with a helpless smile as you feel the lightest brushes of Hylia’s fond days of gold and starlit summers days against the Lord of the Mountains warm, luminous affection and the Fierce Deity’s smug, but content lonsdaleite smile.)

[lemongogo]

what's your process for coloring like? the look of that elendira is so textured and interesting, i can't figure out how you do it

AA THANK YOUU ^__^ !! textures & brushwork are my favorite things abt my art, so im happy you find it interesting hehe . its SOO cool to look at & so much fun to draw imo

i prefer to color by building in layers , if that makes sense 🤔!! hundreds of them !! such that i'm always drawing on Top of previous layers, working from big & messy blocks of color to, eventually, small and refined blocks of color until it feels processed enough. as a result, i rarely ever erase (!!) and i rarely ever draw lineart aside from the initial sketch

a rough, patchy textured brush is key here, as it'll give you dimension and variability w/ your colors. i recommend "Brush and various sets of fountain pen style (万年筆風ブラシと色々セット)" on Clip Studio (ID: 1679706) !! :3

im terrible with explanations though, so i'm going to show a step by step of that elendira drawing if you dont mind :3

sketch layer !! because i mostly render through color alone, i try to make this as close to the finished thing as possible . ^__^ i hateee drawing the same thing over and over and like the expressivity and movement of my sketches anyways , so the more i can preserve at this step, the better. if u were to look at a side by side of my sketches and finished pieces, youd notice a lot of those og lines are present in the final drawing :3

2. flats !! pretty self explanatory, but the solid background gives me an idea of where the figure begins & ends while the colors themselves help distinguish whats what . i stick to ambient lighting @ this point because im usually not sure what i want to do with the overall palette or lighting yet . having two tones (ex, dark and light in her hair or dark and light on her skin) can also help in identifying key features early on that u wanna preserve. as you build layer by layer, sometimes these areas will remain untouched and i think it makes for a rly lovely feel at the end

3. start blocking !!! to be totally honest with you, i dont really know what i do here HAHAHA. like i just scribble the shit out of it, usually focusing on what i might want to do with lighting (ex: grey areas to accentuate folds in her costume). i think i like to start "erasing" the sketch where possible by coloring on top of it .. like if you look at her hat or her arm , you can tell i'm starting to get a sense of the shapes i like vs the ones i dont. it's at this point that the final image starts to emerge in my mind , like im gradually pulling her from a tarpit of scribbles until shes recognizable lol. chipping away at the marble until i can free her. tbh.

4. keep blockingg...when u think u are done , block some more . as you can probably see, the brushwork becomes more intentional as i add more shape, with specific focus on line weight. this is also where the patchiness of that textured brush comes in - notice how none of the colors seem totally uniform (ex: the red cross or the original sketchlines for her waist). you can see bits and pieces of the layers underneath pushing through and i really like that !! ^__^ its very fun and sketchy to me, so i try to keep them around. those areas are also great to colorpick from, because it'll give you "new" colors to work w/ that are already part of your palette.

5. GRADIENTS & GRADIENT MAPS !! TONE CURVE !! COLOR PICKER !! this is the best stage tbh. flatten your image so its all on one layer and just go crazy with all the color settings in ur program. add gradient layers and set them to darken, or overlay, or subtract, orrr. lighten or dodge glow or divide or soft/hard light.! OR!! edit the hue, saturation, luminosity and contrast.and then color pick from these edits, block even more on top of ur image, flatten, color edit again, etc. etc. until u feel satisfied.

ANYWAYSS . i hope that makes sense @__@ sry i wrote this out and deleted it like 23 times trying to make it make More sense but thats what ive got HAHA i hope its useful though :3 !