#*faceplants*

[mtndw-whteout]

eheh stupid lol

uhhh doodles (spoilers for the au ‼️) below

Idk what happened… I wanted to draw happy stuff

[fandom-shit-i-like]

*coughs loudly*

WHEW BOY

i’d heard about the coffin scene but DAMN-

i was caught off guard

[zeeposting]

yaaaaargh! ive come to tell ye my headcanons..

Sharpie owns a scooter. Why? To scoot around, of course! It's stupid, though.

Globe definitely makes stickers. I don't know what kind, but she makes stickers.

Quill likes classical music, while Scroll is more on the jazz side of things — either way, they don't mind what the other enjoys.

The library employees all go out for brunch (every two weeks, on a Tuesday. It just feels right).

Azriel may not know much about earth.. but he does know that the library is one of his favourite places.

Quill has probably tried to set Sharpie on fire.. somehow

Scroll enjoys watercolour painting!

ii love these!!11!10 aiughp0oiwrhujkdnm

globe would probably make stickers of scroll,, maybe also pot and box. then she has a tiny version of them everywhere!! ^_^

honestly yeah they probably do go out to brunch and sharpie still comes along even though hes fired

aazzriel mention!!!?!1)!)!19io

maybe not fire,, but yhea uh

he probably does!!! ^_^_^_

[cassyapper]

fugo being so angry and so scared of that anger and learning to manage it but still HAVING that anger it doesnt go away is so important to me

[doodlboy]

The artfight site is broken 4 me ough

[vartouhix]

[ GUIDE ]  + [ TOUCH ]

it's been a year since his soulmate was brought to him. the start had been rocky, his personality not being the most accommodating to begin with, but somehow they did grow closer, despite everything. he learned to trust her more and more over time, he learned that she was quite playful when allowed to, when he wasn't being overbearing or oppressive.

he had decided to reward her with a rare outing. sukuna was a god, someone who didn't mingle with mere humans, but as he did now, he walked with confidence, with his back straight, his eyes set on a point in the distance ahead. people moved out of his, their way. one of his four hands a warm guide to help jangmi along next to him, another one more playful with its hold on her, testing her limits to what he's allowed to do out in public.

it's not like anyone could stop him; he wouldn't even let them live long enough to witness anything, if he wanted to defile her here, in the open. two sets of eyes look down at his little soulmate. "enjoying your time outside, little one?" was there something specific she wanted to do at the festival? he himself didn't really care about... these kinds of events. though he had to admit, he did like the clothes she were wearing, the way his servants clearly had dressed her in a way that would be pleasing to his eyes, showing off more skin that would be appropriate.

maybe mortal festivities were fine after all...

Jangmi was, to put it mildly, a sight to behold. The blood red, delicate ensemble flowed around her body, putting it on display for any who dared let their eyes linger on her. Four long panels of fabric flowed around her slender legs, the fabric attached to crisscrossed string around her waist that accentuated her curves. Long sleeves stayed up on her shoulders with elastic, as they were not attach to the almost triangle-shaped panel that stretched across her breasts. Floral gold embroidery decorated the pieces elegantly, and her hair had been pulled to one shoulder to show off her pale neck. Her back was bare save for the two knots the top and bottom's strings were tied with.

Her strides were shorter than his, so naturally she had to walk a bit faster to keep up, her breasts bouncing slightly with every step. She appreciated the touch to her back, actually. His hand was warm on her cool skin, and kept her balanced as she hurried along. The fingers skimming the bare skin of her hip, however, were making her blush. She felt the people's eyes on them after they had passed, knew they saw how openly and intimately her soulmate touched her. To her surprise, she found it a bit... thrilling.

She looked up at him as he spoke, her lips pulling into a bright smile. "Very much so!" Jangmi chirped. After being cooped up in his estate for so long with only his servants as company, she felt excited to be amongst regular people again. The sights and sounds and smells were enough to fill her heart to bursting, and it felt even better that he had come with her. She had come to care very deeply for him, and sometimes felt their soulmate bond twinge with slight pain when they were too far apart for too long.

[pro-skater-roxas]

pov i want to change everything abt my xiv character due to trauma reasons bc i rlly miss playing the game but the second i change anything abt him i get Really Sad

[dellarosula]

╰ ✧ ˖ @huntersoath asked:

[PHOTO OP] The amount of memories and opportunities that Clorinde has missed over the last few years will always remain as a type of regret hovering in the back of her mind. Times not spent together, and a friendship left to fester instead of heal-- it's a mistake she won't repeat... and as she falls into step beside her dearest friend, her shoulder lightly bumps against the other's. Almost as a reminder that she's here, and she's not going anywhere. Not that Navia needs that notion to be repeated; loyalty runs in her veins, and even in the years spent apart, she would have done anything to keep her best friend safe. A short woman waving her hands enthusiastically as she shouts in a desperate attempt to gain commissioners catches her attention.. and Clorinde is unable to keep the small smile from stretching across her face. She pauses in their walk, debating on her decision for the briefest of moments. She's done enough mulling and considering over all of her choices. To hell with it. This is a festival, and it's meant for people to have fun and throw some of their caution to the wind. (Not that she'll openly endorse that sentiment.) A gloved hand gently taps at Navia's shoulder, and she motions to the photographer across the way. Clorinde has always avoided the camera like the plague, and the fact that she's willing to sit for a photo together is certainly something that's ... not normal. But it's a way to preserve the moment they've spent together, and she doesn't particularly mind the idea of placing it on a wall in her apartment. "You've always enjoyed pictures, haven't you?" The Duelist muses, glancing at Navia's expression out of the corner of her eye. "Let's take one together, then. Come on."

Since they were little, Clorinde has been to her like a shadow. Always there, no more than a step behind her. Even during everything, Navia had still felt her presence-- watching from afar. That is how it is with shadows, she had supposed. They do not go away, they cannot be run from. No matter your grief, where there is the sun there will always be a shadow.

And there is sun here-- warm despite the autumn breeze, pleasant on her cheeks where summer's mark still remains in a smattering of freckles. Navia turns her nose towards it, humming softly to herself as she feels her shadow fall into place at her side. One blue eye peeks open, catching Clorinde's profile, before shutting again.

Only to reopen at the other's pause, eyebrows already raised. She follows the gesture, casts her gaze out across the sea of people until it finds its mark. "Hm?"

Eyes dart instantly back to Clorinde, surprise evident on her features. "Well, yes, but-"

She supposes that is the other thing about shadows-- that Clorinde is not one, not really. She is her own self, at Navia's side or otherwise. And, most importantly, she's full of surprises when she wishes to be.

Surprise gives way to excitement in all the time it takes to draw a breath. An eager nod of her head. Yes, she's already decided exactly where upon the walls in her late parents' home this one will go.

"Two," she corrects, wagging a finger. "You're keeping one too, okay? Now, let us hurry before you change your mind!"

[silverfishes]

NO I AM NOT TIRED

must make ocs… bleh

[sharkkweak]

What the fuck is wrong with meeeee

[sparklev0id]

i just have to assume that if u didnt like it when i say things like that u would tell me so . and also why wouldnt u

[zarla-s]

A Patreon request for Gaster and Alphys hanging out, haha. Don't stand under the waterfall, Gaster!

[index]

[arundolyn]

ouchie

[breadwithoutcheesefan1009]

I want Barbie to find out that everything’s fake and to be having a mental breakdown and then Ken comes out of nowhere and starts doing rollerblade tricks to cheer her up

[starry-bi-sky]

danyal al ghul memes because i don't think i've done those yet for this au.

(the jason one is in reference to the fanon headcanon/au that Jason and Damian potentially knew each other and interacted while jason was in the league. I've thought about it before in context of this au, but haven't thought about it enough to feel inspired or motivated to make a post exploring the idea)

(diablito means, as you can guess, 'little devil'. while i'm neutral to latino jason, i think the nickname is cute as fuck and was danny's main nickname from Jason. i don't wanna touch that timeline so im not gonna decide how old they were when Jason was there.)

Skulker: i am the ghost zone's greatest hunter! i capture and hunt creatures both rare and dangerous. Danyal: a poacher?? you're a poacher?? you poach animals??Skulker:...i sense i've made a mistake of some kind.

anyways that was the day that Skulker cemented himself as Danny's no.1 opp, and still remains there to this day even if he and Vlad are both viciously fighting for second. Out of everyone in the the AP rogues gallery, Skulker will be the first to be thrown under the bus in terms of 'o shit here comes phantom fucking RUN'.

[sonlc]

finally finished sonic prime and my first order of business was to draw the most normal guy in the world <3 i miss him so bad btw.