#...belated but it's fine

[fuckyeahcoelacanths]

Woah, wait - how old is this blog?? Are you truly a poster from the Ancient Times?

HOLY SMOKES WE FORGOT OUR TENTH BIRTHDAY.

[rawkghoulsupreme]

After Bed Time~

This... wasn't at all what the drawing started out as but it's a comfort piece anyways so HERE YA'LL GO <3

Ignore that I haven't figured out how to draw chest hair yet

Or why his lips are smudged and hair disheveled it's fine

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hi!! I absolutely love your writing!

So... today happens to be my birthday. Could I pretty please get something fluffy as a present?

Five days.

The villain had stayed five days at the hero’s apartment, recovering slowly with the help of their nemesis. It turned out that the hero wasn’t a terrible roommate, they were the exact opposite: doing the dishes seemed more like a hobby than a chore, cleaning the room and decorating the whole place neatly was one of their favourite activities.

Nearly motionless, the villain had watched them rearrange a bouquet of flowers, humming to themselves a content tune that would haunt the villain’s thoughts for the rest of the day. The hero was diligent and careful, making sure the colours in their home could coexist in harmony with every new element they found.

The villain tried to stay as quiet as possible most of the time, hoping the hero would forget about them eventually. Hoping they could turn invisible and be less of a burden. With all the mess they were causing, they didn’t fit into this picturesque world the hero tried to create.

But the hero didn’t forget. Due to their injuries, the villain slept a lot, being out by eight, getting pleasant twelve hours of rest. They were stationed on the comically huge couch, even though the hero had offered them their bed. However, healthy sleeping patterns were unknown to the hero who suffered from a little less than four hours a night. It explained the many naps the hero took on the couch, right next to the villain.

But no matter how many hours the hero slept, they always made sure to eat together with the villain. Every meal, regardless of their grogginess, they sat down next to their enemy and talked about their newest idea to help the city.

“Dunno why I’m telling you,” they said one day while having lunch, spaghetti filling their mouth, “but I really like this new project. Growing more plants in the city?! Love it.”

“Until there’s a villain who can control plants.” The hero’s tired eyes widened as they practically inhaled their lunch. Focus settled on the villain who was trying to eat as gracefully as possible. Once again, they were like a mirror that showed the exact opposite.

“Nonsense. No one can control plants,” they said, bolting the rest of their noodles and meatballs.

“Have seen one,” the villain answered calmly. Damn, the food wasn’t even bad.

“You’re kidding.”

“Am not.” The villain stared at the hero and their poor overworked soul. For days, they’d been rambling about projects and work and on top of that they managed to do the chores and nurse the villain. No wonder they were sleeping every second they allowed themselves to.

“I’ve seen one,” the villain said hastily, getting their thoughts back on track. “South America, somewhere. She’s very old though, so don’t expect her to take over the world.”

The hero’s plate was empty already.

“I didn’t know I could be jealous of some old lady. You travel lots?”

“When I’m not getting shot at, sure.” Something in the hero’s gaze softened, blurring the line between relaxed and hurt. Their eyes dropped to the ground, their shoulders tensed. Fuck. “I like getting shot when it’s you, though.”

What. Oh god, the villain wished they could sink into the ground. I like getting shot when it’s you, what a stupid thing to say. They felt the horrible blush creep up their neck, so they grabbed their tea and gulped it down.

Christ, why were conversations so hard to have?

The hero giggled nervously.

“Well, uh…”

“You need more sleep.” The villain’s face was burning, so they tried to deflect. “You always look tired and sleep throughout the day. What do you do at night?”

Getting the hero’s attention was easy, getting them to talk about important stuff wasn’t. Their nice projects were fun to listen to but when it came to the hero’s desires, to their morals and their longings, the villain didn’t get anything.

“It’s a long story, really,” the hero said. “Did you put that blanket on me yesterday?”

“Yeah, you almost rolled off the couch, too. Gave me nearly a heart attack,” the villain mumbled and it was true. It had made their heart skip for more than one beat. “You don’t have to leave that much space between us.”

“You sure?”

“I’d rather cuddle with you than have you fall off the couch.”

Now it was the hero’s turn to blush.

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

Happy belated December 3rd!

JOHN: dave! happy birthday! [bro hug]

DAVE: [bro hugs back] hey you too

JOHN: that's... not how this works.

DAVE: oh

[anewp0tat0]

the majority voted for me to not photoshop and just work on the valentines day art to be posted later in the month. and yea I will do that. but I already started photoshoping regardless. so happy belated birthday Grelle!!

I was originally making William into Sebster, plus Nardo's face shape worked a lot more for William than it did for Sebs, and could I have just imported a whole new face in there? yea, but it would have taken longer, may not have looked great... plus I accepted that in the end, I do afterall headcanon Bassy to be Grelle's side toy while Will is her main. so she would want this.

[aroace-number-eight]

bayonetta pose

textless version

[caramelmochacrow]

happy birthday miyu!!!! (im sorry i almost forgot, i got distracted!)

[lilarus]

✨TES Fest '24✨

Day 4!

T H I E F or 🄴 🄽 🄰 🄼 🄾 🅄 🅁 🄴 🄳

This time I wrote something :3c

[spheredotorb]

😗😗😗

(lineart i gave up on under the cut <3)

(spends half a day on lineart) i dont know how to color. erm wtf (does a kickflip)

[ariapmdeol]

Rain

i made this for his birthday six months ago and never posted it to tumblr... better late than never, happy birthday hajime hatsutori!

[hexados-on-a-string]

guess which clown forgot their tumblr log in. it was me. im the clown. im not even a clown, im the entire circus, a festival, the concept of comedy itself. theres not a single brain thought in my head. *honks my clown nose, gets in my clown car, accidentally drives directly into a wall, and immediately dies on impact*

[groovybun-png]

🍓

[quarks-pussy]

Just turned 28 so that's my excuse for this post.

Don't worry why it's on the trek blog, I simply live here now lol

My transition goals (somewhat realistic)

My transition goals (less realistic)

My transition goals (...other?)

[yuelun]

Apparently when I send birthday asks, they're never "small gifts". My muses go all out.

[da1su-am]

i know im like super late but whatever i just wanted to draw it out as a vent and abit of a comfort doodle cuz knowing im going to be like a very big person soon and my family wants me out of this world but dw i will leave that toxic house and never coming back.

happy 17 bday for me,atleast im still alive.

[comphy-and-cozy]

you guys 🥹🥹