#AAAAAAAA MY HEART

[edges-boots]

MAJOR The Last Spark Hunter Spoilers !!

They gave me so much serotonin 🥺🥺🥺

AND THEN EDGE SMILING ????? HELL YEAH !!

And the face Edge made here, it's safe to say that she's expressing herself a bit more.

My theory has also been confirmed, the reason why the statue was destroyed is because Edge had no memory of the Spark Hunter.

[lashysdomain]

ELI IS BEING MEAN TO ME AGAIN

[mattmonss]

old art

the duo ever <3

[erabu-san]

Fontaine soon

[leeisjustlee]

Yea I'm stealing this au

The talk about Albedo in the Ben 10 tag made me think of a hilarious au: kid albedo. Like not for shipping purposes but as comedy. You have this Galvan kid whose like 12 (in human years, I headcanon that galvans don’t start aging slower until they hit adulthood) who eventually hears about Ben Tennyson and is like you know what I’m gonna be cool like that guy. Meanwhile on earth Ben is 15 at this point.

So somehow Albedo steals the omnitrix core and creates his ultimatrix, and then is stuck as a 12 year old Ben clone. He decides to introduce himself to the real Ben and talks himself up like he’s Azmuth’s greatest assistant (he isn’t) and invented his OWN omnitrix ALL BY HIMSELF (he didn’t) and he’s super COOL and it’s obvious he’s talking out of his ass. So Ben is like “ok well then why are you stuck as a little kid version of me” “UHHH YOU SEE THERE WAS A THINGAMAJIG THAT HAPPENED AND IT DE AGED ME ALSO I’M STUCK IN THIS FORM BY DEFAULT” and Ben is Not Buying It At All but decides to humor this kid.

So he takes Albedo to Azmuth and he’s like “do you know this kid?” “No” “He just forgot!!! I’m not lying STOP LAUGHING AT ME TENNYSON” and then Azmuth is like. Really. And since this idiot baby kid obviously has nowhere else to go he makes him his “lab assistant” and makes Ben keep him out of trouble while he figures out a cure to turn Albedo into a Galvan again and admit that he’s a child.

[emerald-polaris]

Mochizuki Jun 20th anniversary illustration!!!!

All credits go to @/PH15th_Cafe, @/PH15th and Mochijun on twitter :)

[blabberoo]

V2. My beloved. My girlfailure.

[moonchild-in-blue]

Missing Limbs - Espera, Vessel and the crowd 🥺🩷💙

The girls look so so beautiful here and LISTEN TO THEM. Vessel sobs HARD at the end 🥺💔

[g0gglez-bl0gglez]

Hey no one asked but I wanted to showcase what my Chonny HMS designs are! These are from July though so I should redesign them again :3

[kitocrystal]

Checking out other Quest AUs as I wait for my will to come back to continue with Inky Mystery.

(The conflict has not let down yet and I’m starting to feel dread)

Anyway, go check out this neato retell of the og Quest story by @thequestfortheinkmachinecomics. The characters’ designs are nicely touched up, their personalities seems more natural now, the art is really cool and oh no, I’ve run out of juice for words… I just know that this retell will be good so I’ll be on along for this ride.

[scraemoo]

Ohhhhhh my god

"Will you fall in love with me again? If you knew all I've done?"

"The only way to move it is to cut it from its roots!"

"Only my husband knew that!"

"I will fall in love with you over and over again!"

[aka-indulgence]

i just watched S2E14 of TFP and im losing my goddamn marbles I screamed so much help me im dying

[butchdykecxck]

I don't think I have the words to describe how healing dating a femme lesbian really is

[timothylawrence]

this man is just miserable once act 3 starts he needs more of Gale's stew and a long nap stat

[ieatshovels]

live laugh love skullyle

[harpershigh]

Would you fall in love with me again?

@starsofnyx cont. from here

Jaheira might have laughed, if her soul weren’t so heavy, her heart so frayed by the weight of everything she carried. Instead, a dull, humorless snort escaped her, muffled against Khalid's chest and the oppressive guilt of her own. Khalid — her Khalid — wringing his hands over the sins he imagined she couldn't forgive? The sheer irony clawed at her like a feral beast. It was almost grotesque in its tragedy. What would he think, truly, if he saw the horrors she unleashed in his absence? The brutality she’d wrought with hands that once caressed him so lovingly? The blood she’d spilled in the name of her vengeance, her grief, her survival?

No, she needed him to be certain — absolutely certain. Doubt was a poison ivy she refused to let take roots. If he was unsure about her love, then let her prove it. Jaheira straightened her spine, lifting herself from Khalid's gentle cradle, holding her chin high with the defiance of someone who had weathered too many storms to falter now. Her gaze met his, sharp and unwavering, as if daring him to look away.

"If that’s true," she said, her voice steady but edged with challenge, "then can you do me a favour?"

Jaheira’s hand moved almost reflexively, reaching beneath the collar of her blouse. Her fingers brushed against the cool, silken threads of the necklace hidden there — a delicate weave of spider silk, cradling an aquamarine gem that shimmered faintly even in the dim light. She drew it out slowly, the weight of the memory it carried far heavier than the piece itself. Khalid’s gift. A pale, glistening reminder of a time when love had felt simpler, purer — untainted by guilt or regret.

"This," she said, her voice quieter now, almost reverent, as she held the necklace in her palm. "Just a single task to grant me a sliver of peace."

Her hand tightened around the necklace for a beat before she thrust it out toward him. "Get rid of it. Smash it, toss it to the winds, sell it to some fool for a pouch of coin — I don’t care. Just… take it away. Do as you wish."