#After I eat dinner

[reflection-s-of-stars]

Honestly I think Tamsyn Muir made Harrow Nova specifically to cater to my all-consuming love of roleswap aus

[ohimsummer]

ooooooo that flavor sounds yummy, i've never had that before !!

IT IS SUPER YUMMY!!! it’s pretty much the only flavor I get whenever I go to that ice cream shop :33 thoughhh I did see a like,,,Oreo and coffee flavor when I went today so I kinda wanna try that 👁️👁️

[rowlfthedog]

Besides Rowlf my favorite muppet to draw is for sure Kermit. Rowlf was created in 1962 but Kermit is older than that by a margin so he’s a little less stylized than the other muppets. As a result I get to draw his fabric wrinkles and the seam that used to be down the middle of his face and the rod on his arms and the marks where his joints are and

[lemonbubble]

me, eating a pile of nuts, cheese, and apple: mmmm tasty

the medieval peasant in my head watching me eat: thou knowst what would MAKETH this meal? dried fruits.

me, getting out the raisins: god damn, etheldred, you are SO right

the medieval peasant in my head: yet thou art still not heeding mine words regarding the blasphemy

[solacecent]

can't get my new sewing machine to work >:(

[hailsatanacab]

A Persuasive Argument - dpxdc

"Great!" Danny says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. The dinner table falls silent as everyone looks towards him. It's a full house today and, honestly, Danny's a little nervous. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I gathered you here today."

"It's dinnertime. In our house." Duke mutters, while doing a very bad job of concealing his yawn. He holds his fork poised over the braised beef, but, just like everyone else, still looks towards Danny before tucking in. It's intriguing enough to wait.

"Yeah, no one misses Alfie's dinner." Dick says, with a brilliant smile that Danny can't help but return.

"Precisely! What better time to talk to you all than when you're all actually here!"

"Wait, I thought you came round to work on our English essays?" Tim asks, blinking owlishly.

"I'm afraid I've lured you here under false pretences, Tim."

"This is where I live."

"I would still really appreciate help on that essay though, I mean, what the hell is Hamlet even about? I just don't get that old time-y language, like 'Hark! A ghost hath killed me!' - absolute rubbish, what does that even mean?"

"The ghost never kills anyone in Hamlet, he's there to tell Hamlet that he was murdered. Have you actually read it?"

"No, but it sounds like you have. Tim, I want this guy to help me with my essay instead. I know for a fact that you haven't read Hamlet, either."

"So? We don't need Jason, I've read the Sparknotes."

"Hi Jason, I'm Danny, pleasure to meet you, summarise Hamlet in three sentences or less."

"Am I auditioning to help you write your essays? I can't believe you’ve gone through your whole school life without reading it, it’s good!"

"Hamlet, along with a number of other classics, was banned in our house because it portrayed ghosts as intelligent and sympathetic beings rather than evil, animalistic beasts. I didn’t even get to see The Muppet's Christmas Carol until last year with Tim! It was surprisingly good, and I hate Christmas because everyone always argued and it sucked. But we're getting off topic. I—"

"No, no, please go back to that, because what the fu—"

"Boys, please." Bruce interrupts, looking to the world as if he wants to hang his head in his hands. "Danny, you were about to say something?"

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Wayne! Thanks!"

"Please, call me Bruce."

"Well, that very succinctly brings me to my point, because I'd actually really like to call you dad."

Nobody says a word. Nobody even blinks, all as shocked as the other, watching open-mouthed as Danny pulls his laptop out from beside his chair. Bruce can definitely feel a headache coming on.

"Before you say anything, I've prepared a 69 slide PowerPoint presentation on why you, Bruce Wayne, should adopt me, Danny Last-Name-Pending. Please save your questions, comments, and verdict until the end, thank you."

[amygdalae]

Well my date liked Hellraiser so much I got dicked down 👍

[veearrifarrariboom]

Neon Void chapter 22 spoilers.

Aaa

AaaaAAAAA Filled another page :D um as for the chapter here’s how I feel about it:

AUIPRJJVHSIAKAJAHGHCJKLOOONVAUAIJCNBANDKNZOHHOJHHEEUEUEUODNGIDWOEEDJQBYCIFOMGRIVVJJEISKVHSHSCAACAAOHTHISBOYCRAXYCRAZYYYUQIQKAJAJAJFBEHCODLKSNXN BAJA BLAST MENTION RED MYSTIC WARRIOR MENTION OHAOJFISKQJHAJCN 💥💥💥💥 I need a new sketchbook drew too much neon void. AAAA THIS IS WHAT WEVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR BRO IT HAPPNED. BUT WHAT THE FART HAPPENS AT THE THANKSGIVING PARADE!????

Shakes you blows you up with my mind @sugarpasteltmnt

Also some doodles from before this mind boggling chapter came out

[wuthering-tempest]

it's my birthday today, so I drew something nice happening to kleinhammer ;u;

[0yorixu]

these guys....

[nerd-who-likes-cats]

Elias Tsum!

Elias belongs to @r-aindr0p 💙

I put him off for a while because I didn't want to draw the ignihyde uniform, but he's here! I figured since tsum Ortho couldn't fly, tsum Elias wouldn't have Elias's cool prosthetic arm, and like tsum Ortho would get some cool technomantic upgrades while at Night Raven. (Story under cut)

Upon noticing the lights in the sky, and more importantly the hunter in a tree with binoculars already aimed at them, Elias swiftly activated his unique magic to get a quite literal birds eye view. He watched the scene through the eyes of a bird, fluttering around between the small round creatures falling from the sky. When he spotted one with familiar scruffy hair covering its face. He flew closer, this creature really did resemble him to a bizarre extent... as he fluttered around it, an arrow shot up from the nearby copse of trees. Just as Elias was realizing who shot it, the enchantment on the arrow activated, and rather than piercing the tsum, it transformed into a bubble around both the small creatures. Elias had seen enough.

Deactivating his magic, Elias rushed outside. On his way he tripped no less than three times, but he made it.

Elias! I do believe I've just encountered your tsum lookalike!" Rook said cheerfully.

This was a good chance to test a new feature Idia had added to his arm. Elias pointed and shot a tiny technomantic beam at the bubble, breaking it so the tsum and innocent bird could go free. It was barely a fraction of what Ortho could do, but only a fraction of him was robotic compared to Ortho, and hey, it was still pretty cool.

The tsum dropped down and stood at Elias's feet looking up into the tree where Rook was.

Rook was unphased "is that a new feature? Magnifique!"

"Yeah, it is" it was meant to help him be an even better hunter, but after having Rook catch his tsum before him, he didn't feel worthy of claiming it was working quite yet.

"Also!" Rook continued "I noticed les chats espiégles had a tsum companion aiding them in tripping you on the way here, I do believe we are due for some trouble while the tsums are around."

Rook had seen that? This was humiliating. "Yeah whatever" Elias said, picking up his tsum and returning to the main building, not looking back at Rook.

Once inside he noticed the new message he'd gotten, the headmaster was calling all those who caught a tsum to his office. He sighed and looked at the tsum in his hands.

The little creature was hard to read with its hair in its face, but Elias did notice something about it. While the tsums he'd seen before all had four nubbins as their appendages, this tsum was missing the front right one. Well, Elias had his first project in mind for once the meeting with Crowley was over. He was going to make this guy a prosthetic nubbin. (Or more likely convince Idia to do it for him, but eh, same result.)

[buwheal]

Spamton, do you ever have anything to keep you warm as it gets colder?

-C

[kyurochurro]

🎃 HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! here’s Spock and Bones Halloween fun since last year I drew spirk!

[hood-ex]

You know the whole cereal debate surrounding Dick and how some people believe he eats cereal because he's too tired to make a full meal to eat? Yeah, well, I relate to that hardcore now. The last thing I wanna do is wait around for food to cook after working for 12 or more hours. As soon as I come home, I toss shit into a blender and down that smoothie as quick as I can so that I can spend more time showering/relaxing before I have to sleep.

Let me be clear, I 100% reclaim cereal for Dick. That man can eat cereal if he damn well pleases.

[fisheito]

theyre touching tails and looking at ducks together now. tomorrow they'll braid each other's hair and decorate it with kelp ribbons

[cosmic-walkers]

there was something so intense about stephen staring at thomas during the whole interrogation scene, as if he was attempting to find this "evil" man he had conjured up in his mind. the lies stephen has fed himself over the years about thomas all amounted to this moment, and toward the end, not only did he realize he was wrong about thomas but you can tell he knew they had made a mistake but he regretted it.

the part where he and thomas were alone together, and thomas spoke to him in a calm, casual manner, as if they were friends also showed that. stephen didn't bite back, or reply to him coldly because he knew he'd messed up. and honestly i think stephen would've rather thomas have been cold and cruel to him in their last conversation, over being friendly. because at least there would be some little justification for what Stephen is doing. but nope, it wasn't there. just thomas talking casually, as if they were still working under wolsey.

aside from knowing that thomas was right - without him all things will fall apart, and they do - from a personal level, you can see how stephen realized that this was a mistake. that last part thomas said, about history judging them, and stephen turned it and said that they all would be judged for what they did - specifically for what they did with thomas. oh, he knew, and he knew he fucked up, he knew they all did. he knew it was a mistake, and that they were essentially putting an innocent man to death.

more importantly, as the episode went on, this was a small dick move from norfolk and i think stephen was starting to realize that. just how ridiculous it was, and how he was roped into it as well.