#Almost done :)

[zondearts]

the band sleeping

[mindblindbard]

When you've been working on a story for almost 4 years and have everything written but it comes at the cost of your grip on reality.

(Jakub, thank you for being my resource for all things Polish so I could write Kenzie without coming across as a total ignoramus. I still can't approve of the ketchup on pizza, though.)

[clownsr]

[inflomora-art]

Steddie Mermay! 13/16

[dreambot]

daisuke i love u

[bananahkim]

Mermay day 27!

Honestly black fish are so cool. It’s a shame I didn’t draw more of them. Also I should try drawing more gas masks and harnesses because they’re fun to draw

[sewaciwe]

Sonadowtober

"False alarm" and "Heist"

[boy-in-red-dress]

It's out...

Here

[cocoabats]

soon

[elkie9]

[1driedpersimmon]

Most random assortment of scribbles

[tga-1]

Almost done!

Yup! That post I did an hour ago of a sketch on the page? I’m almost done with the page! So have my favorite drawing from the whole thing

[aquadragon752-blog]

Almost

Finished

[dragonagedidiot]

God Solas is a bitch!

I can't believe that I believed that the god of lies and betrayal wouldn't lie and betray me

[george228732]

This is an aftermath of closure. (14/?)

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[henrygrass]

WIP Wednesday

A snippet from the Halloween-themed Tarlos fic I'm almost ready to fully post! (It's basically a High school AU, but not much Highschooling is involved).

Carlos sits in his car, still gripping the steering wheel, even after having been here for a few minutes already. He can see TK’s place a couple of houses down. Anxiety hammers at his chest, cracking it open, letting his bleeding heart face the cold.

He presses his lips together and shakes his head at the rhythm of a song he’s not sure he has ever heard, thinking back to his courageous—or stupid—offer to help TK with his Spanish after the less-than-stellar result on his last test.

He can still see the way TK’s brow dipped in disappointment, the way he bit his lip, looking at the floor as if crushed by the heavy world around him. Carlos felt the urge to help him, to ease the weight off his shoulders—to make him feel better.

He groans and thumps his head on the steering wheel three times.

What an idiot.

He welcomed disaster into his life and even thanked it in advance for the chaos it would bring.

He slaps his cheek—his cold fingers aching from the impact—and clears his mind of cowardice.

He steps out of his car and inches closer to TK’s house; each step sends a chilling shiver down his spine, warning him.

He stops in front of the door, rehearsing his greeting in his head, and finally rings the bell.

Thank you for the tags @nisbanisba, @heartstringsduet, @carlos-in-glasses !

No pressure Tagging @decafdino, @alrightbuckaroo, @tellmegoodbye, @whatsintheboxmh, @eclectic-sassycoweyes & OPEN TAG.