#BYYYYYYYYE

[wrenthewrenbird]

Tango woke up for session two of wild life and chose chaos (ngl might've js been all the Redstone torches he was eating), Mumbo woke up and for every session of wild life and is choosing (and will prolly continue to choose) to be the clingy girlfriend

[lilyrose-terraharuka]

Been a while since I shared my art on here.

Decided to finished this image with a family photo of my self-guardian OC Lily with Ikora and our fan baby Twila Belle.

Don't ask why, it's part of my headcanon lore. And yes, Space Magic happened. Enjoy!

[sculien]

THE X FILES 5.19

[mossytrashcan]

quick sketch practice called “I just killed my husband and you’re so totally next”

[ghostwasherelol]

Mysterious and weird merchandise characters selling cursed items, my beloved.

My third favorite gender.

My first one is fucked up undead cryptid monster.

My second is mentally ill jester.

[shiroselia]

Guys dont write a plot heavy longfic you'll come to regret it once you realise there's One slight thing you have Not accounted for enough and now you're Scrambling to fit it into what you've already decided you want-

Nevermidn I Solved the problem

[aprylynn]

@minisugakoobies ☀️

[ninadove]

[To the tune of the Penelope leitmotif in EPIC]

🎶 Feliiiiigaaamiiiiiiiiii🎶

HIS EYES ARE MAGENTA!!!!! THANK DUUSU 💜💜💜💜

EVERYTHING IS GOOD IN THE WORLD I’M GOING TO SLEEP NOW BYYYYYYYYE —

[dilatorywriting]

Questions!

-Will the next Monster Mayhem: Vil Edition be an epilogue or plain ol' part 5?

-If not, will the story have an epilogue at all?

-Will the final chapter/epilogue have smut, like the Malleus one?

Anywayyyyyyyyyyy love your writings byyyyyyyye :3 ♡

Answers!

It will be a Part 5 to round it all out and get everyone all sorted! Gotta establish what in the actual hell was going on Outside the MC's very limited POV, of course lol

And that do be the plan! It will be its own lil section just like the Mal one so that people can skip if they want

[gwninja]

I explain my drawing process using the most misleading panel of all time.

Step 1. Form

Drew this with my finger, just focused on shape, where I want bodies, arms, hands to be bent and placed. Right up on the face. Maybe a wide eye or pair of glasses for face but that's it. Hands don't need fingers rn, but the one on that face? I need to know it's gonna stroke a face.

Step. 2 Details

Can be messy, just need to finetune the deets! Tighten up anatomy (realized face stroking arm had to be moved to the correct side, ended up liking this pose more!!) Body should really be leaning down, facial expression, HALF-LID EYES. Veeery wide eye, very detailed hands.

Step 3. Line

Clean Lines. Thickish where they should be, wider surface. Thicken them eyebrows, shade in that mouth, add that bowtie I almost forgot that's going 'SPROING'. Made another change, tilted that face so both eyes can gaze better into that one big eye...

Anddddd them's the steps, that's all you get for now, no I will not give context as to what happened before OR AFTER THIS PANEL OK BYYYYYYYYE

[sassypleia]

Good Morning, Good Afternoon and Good Night!

I just want to have us all just stare into their Ocean Blue eyes. And show them the love that they deserve as humans who gave us the best show that’s been on tv in a while (Bridgerton 🐝 duh).

I hope Nic and Luke know how much we love them as actors and in general just good kind hearted people. They have brought so much joy into everyone’s lives, I’ve met so many good people (friends you may call it) in this fandom because of them. (And as for the 🧌, well you can just go byyyyyyyye).

Let’s give these WONDERFUL humans a rounds of applause!

👏👏👏

Xx 🩵

[kangaaroo]

Time is an illusion, nothing is real and perception is the only conduit of reality happy spinning in circles around the sun day buy gold BYYYYYYYYE

[sincerely-sofie]

My boyfriend and I are playing Scarlet and Violet together with modified Nuzlocke rules and just started our files earlier today. The Shiny clause is active. And my boyfriend, you guys. My boyfriend. This man found a shiny skiddo and messaged me about it in a flash. I saw this Discord notification and had a heart attack seeing his Fuecoco in the corner of the screen:

We were both sweating bullets as he tried to catch it. Heart palpitations all around. But he succeeded and now Caesar the Skiddo is a part of his team. I love this goat as if it was my own child. If he dies during this Nuzlocke I'm going to riot.

(also I'm making this post as a reminder to draw fanart of his baby later btw byyyyyyyye)

[fragmcntedsouls]

The trauma of her death wasn’t something that they spoke of often. It was a horror that together they didn’t wish to relive – but perhaps, their combined efforts to ensure that it remained bottled so tightly, wasn’t beneficial for either of them. The reminders were constant, the continuous fear of loss even more so and as much as she was desperate too, Billie couldn’t promise Briggs a lifetime and there was no feeling more vulnerable than that. Despite the technicalities however, her will power was something else and she refused to ever leave him again – much less at the hands of the OEA. He held onto her tight, but she held on tighter. 

The admittance wouldn't be made, but she still heard his pleads in her nightmares – waking in a cold sweat as he begged ‘don't. Please don't. Billie…’ Her heart ached for ever having left him, for finding him when it was already too late. Billie felt guilty every day for what she could see her death had done to him – even if he wouldn’t say it, she could see. The fear of loss was etched into each fibre of his being; telling her a complete story. 

“Briggs” his name was spoken calmly, gentle but demanding of his attention. Billie manoeuvred to stand opposite him, her eyes never leaving his as she placed one hand against the back of his neck, twisting her fingers into his hair as the other held onto his shirt. “Stay right here with me.” Her features softened as he apologised, her stomach knotting as she countered, “hey – hey, no, don’t ever apologise. Feel what you’re feeling, baby – but know that I am right here. I’m not going anywhere, i’m right here with you.” She swallowed harshly as he spoke of the blood but her gaze remained gentle, running her fingers through his hair; anything to ground him, to soothe. “I am” she promised again “I am okay.”

His smile encouraged her to relax and her fingers untangled from his hair to run against his dimpled cheek as she released a slow breath, “my husband isn’t so bad himself” she teased, confidence carrying from each word. Catching her lip between her teeth, her features reflected the intensity of the love she held for him as she hummed, “the feeling is so mutual, baby.” He was her greatest strength and there wouldn’t be a single day that would pass where she wouldn’t let that be known. 

With their fingers now entwined and his arm resting over her shoulder, Billie slipped hers around his waist, leaning into his body. Her eyes glanced towards the family and there was a pull of emotion weighing heavy in her chest, “not without you.” A smile tugged at the corners of her lips again as his met her temple, leaning further into the touch before glancing up at him through her lashes, “you showed me that I can be life. I - I know you’ve always believed that, but” her head shook, “i’ve only ever seen death. At least -- only until now. You did that for me, you believed in me, gave me the strength that I needed.” Billie’s lips remained upturned into a soft smile as she inhaled a content breath, eager to be returning home; but not before she could tease “you know just how much I love the way that your mind works, so I plan to see through each one of those thoughts.” Stepping up onto her tiptoes, her lips grazed against his as she whispered, “take me home, baby” before steadily deepening the kiss. 

He would never not believe in everything she was, and in every way he could communicate that back to her, he would. Side by side, they could handle the world, and every wrong thing it ever told them. He knew his worries were unjustified, and he'd never want to hold her back from living. As tightly as he held on, sometimes it still felt like she would slip right through again.

"I can--I can take your pain." Mom would know what to do, if he could just get her home. He just--he had to think. "It doesn't hurt anymore." His eyes met hers, and he could feel it: not the way her heart rate slowed, no, it wasn't that scientific or supernatural. He could just feel her dying. "Don't. Please don't. Billie..." He re-adjusted his grip, held her tighter as if some of his life could be transfused back into her. "Billie, please."

It was all coming back, every second of it. He knew overexertion could cause some bleeding, and it could be harmless. Not great, but not life-threatening. He knew that, but it was hard to feel it. The worst thing that had happened to them could not define them, but his mind was flashing between two worlds. He nodded, fighting with every ounce of his being to shove it all back where it couldn't hurt anymore. Where it didn't plague him with fear, he thought as if he hadn't been living in it, as if it really didn't touch him if he couldn't remember. "I know, yeah, I'm sorry," he murmured, trying to remain in the present moment, "it's not like I've never seen you bleed." He swallowed hard as he caught her eyes where he could hide nothing and where she calmed him again. "Of course you're okay," he forced out in one breath with only the tiniest of quivers in his chin.

He remained in that kiss for as long as he could hold it, focused on her grip on his shirt, the rhythm of her elevated but steadying heart rate, the scent of her shampoo instead of her blood, and the sound of her voice. As he finally pulled only far enough back to meet her gaze, her comment bringing the smile she'd intended, he murmured, "my wife's a badass, so yeah, I'd say more than pretty cool. I'm eternally in awe of you." He would forever be her biggest fan and her greatest protector. She would still always have that from him, whether she needed it or not, and she gave him the same in return.

Wiping the blood off onto his pants as though it were only dirt, his eyes briefly took in the reunion already taking place as he returned. Allowing her to guide his arm as he closed his fingers around her hand, he was grateful to have her as close as possible, once again bringing his lips to her temple. "You did that," he corrected, though he knew she wanted to give both of them credit, "we wouldn't be here if it weren't for you. I helped, yeah, but it was you that saw her. Whatever trap they had planned tonight failed, and instead, that woman is going home to her family." Looking down to catch her gaze, he offered her a small smirk, "and we're going home...but probably not right back to sleep. Unless you want me to save those thoughts for the morning?"

[vulcanette]

went out again for a coffee and a stroll through marshalls

and as i’m leaving the coffee shop, there’s this gaggle of preteen girls outside, being loud and cute and having fun. they are laughing to themselves and as people cross their path, they have a little ‘inside’ joke where they go, “bye, danielle!” to each person that passes by, and then they laugh conspiratorially, because the person they just gave well-wishes to, was not likely named “Danielle.”

i already thought this was a fantastic joke, and smiling to myself. as i got into my car, the girls looked at me and said, “bYYyyYyyye, Danielle!!!” and laughed, and i smiled big at them and they said, “bye, Danielle! we love you!” STOP IM GONNA ACTUALLY CRY

[chaifootsteps]

CHAI I’M BACK ON MY KERORO GUNSO HYPERFIXATION AND I JUST WANNA TELL YOU THAT IN ONE OF THE MOVIES THE FROGS TURN INTO GIANT DRAGONS OKAY BYYYYYYYYE

I want to be sandwiched between the red, blue, and black ones!