#Bonus points if you can guess the reference

[a-really-cool-blog-name]

I love that according to Disney channel one of the most boring this you can do is eat a baguette while on a swing.

[sirenscriptures]

thinking about men who are so much bigger than you; who are so protective and territorial over you, yet absolutely delight in teasing and prodding at you, seeing all of the ways they can make you squirm and shudder. whether it’s making you ride their fingers that barely fit inside you until your legs are shaking, or snaking their tongue around and sucking away in between your legs until you can barely form words, that lovingly smug look residing in their eyes as they look up at you.

[runfortheshadowscomic]

wormtail :)

[mag-loopy]

“Pause”

[sw4nfire]

hell of eternity

🩸 INPRNT 🩸

[foxdies]

i saw the og cap and instantly knew i had to do this

[jessicas-pi]

The Phantoms of the Ventilation System Adopt a Child!

“Do you ever stop talking?” Ezra demanded. “Obi-Wan, does he ever stop talking?”

“Never,” Obi-Wan sighed, drifting through the ventilation hub’s wall.

“Well, I’m trying to compose music here, so if you don’t mind—” he said, slapping at Anakin’s hand, which had reached over to press random keys on the organ.

Anakin yawned loudly. “You wish you were as good a ghost as I am, Mr. Plays-Dress-Up-And-Pretends-To-Haunt-Ships.”

“And you wish you were as good at resisting the call of the Dark side as I am, Mr. Had-A-Few-Dreams-And-Flew-Off-The-Handle—”

“Okay, that was uncalled for!”

“EZRA!”

Anakin’s apparition disappeared and Ezra set aside his music as Sabine crashed through one of the diverging tunnels, moving to stand in front of it so her raggedy costume hid the tunnel behind her.

“Ezra, don’t be mad.”

He sighed. “What did you do?”

Sabine grinned nervously, which looked ridiculous combined with the elaborate makeup she was wearing to look like she was a partially-decomposed ghost corpse and the scraggly black wig that was crooked on her head.

“So. We. Um.” She took a breath, then stepped to the side, revealing a kid in the tunnel behind her. “We have a son now!”

“Sabine!” He nearly choked on his panic. “Do you know who that is?!”

“Yes, I know it’s the General’s son!” Sabine huffed, helping the little boy out of the shaft and then picking him up. Then her expression softened. “Look, Ez,” she said, turning so the side of the boy’s face was visible, and Ezra saw a large red mark. “His father hit him.”

Ezra jumped at the sudden chorus of voices from around him. He couldn’t pick out individual statements, but the general consensus seemed to be were it not for the Jedi code and my incorporeal body, a murder would be committed tonight. And also, you need to adopt this child immediately.

He glanced at Kanan, who was perching on the pipe organ, one chin resting in his hand.

“Come on, help me out here! We can’t just take a kid, can we?!”

“Ezra,” Kanan said with a ghostly grin. “You don’t say no to a Mandalorian with adoption on the brain.”

[offorestsongs]

stormy nights

ship ; oc x canon (Vil x Rosienne) , established relationship

summary ; When Rosienne goes to visit his boyfriend in the evening, it's because he misses him. Yep. Absolutely. Don't think about it too much.

a/n: this has been in my drafts for so long omg im happy i finally finished it 😭 i literally worked on it everytime there was a storm outside. also some unexperienced Rosienne lore drop ig (fun!)

deeeeaaaar

dear darling baby love

the light of my lifeeeeeee

baby

my star my beloved my heart my sweet honey pie

my queen

What happened?

!!!!!! 

VIL 

i love you 

do u know that?

I am somewhat aware. 

great

can i come over to ur room then

You should go to sleep. It's about time.

i can sleep in ur room ;)

Rosienne.

pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

please please pretty pleaseeee

vil my love i am quite literally begging you on my knees

Oh, are you now?

Alright. I suppose you can come.

But do behave.

yay 

gimme like five seconds!

ily 💜

Rosienne smiled. Vil, for all his serious, distinguished act, was pretty easy to sway if one just knew which buttons to push. It was a knowledge that Rosienne used to his advantage without an ounce of shame.

He jumped from his bed and grabbed his hand mirror — even in a situation as dire as this, he still had to make sure he looks presentable before going to visit his boyfriend. And as he looked himself over, the sound of heavy raindrops hitting his bedroom window filled the silence.

It's been going on for hours. Rosienne was more than done.

Heavy thunder roared outside. The mirror almost slipped out from Rosienne's hand.

With heart in his throat, he put it back in place, quickly patted his hair down and all but fled his room.

His pace was quick as he made his way down the hall, barely keeping himself from running. He couldn't. He was almost an adult! Shouldn't he be over such silly things?

At least in the hallway, the ambience of the storm was quieter, as if coming from far, far away.

Rosienne knocked on the doors to Vil's room only because he felt bad imposing on Vil at such an hour. He still let himself inside before he heard any response.

“You're impossible, you know that?” was how Vil greeted him, but it sounded more amused than anything.

For a second, the knot in Rosienne's gut loosened.

There was a time when he used to feel out of place in Vil's room. How could he belong here, to a place so effortlessly elegant and beautiful? He still felt that way sometimes, in his worse moments, but over time, he had really come to like being there. Somehow, Vil's bedroom made him think of comfort and safety, especially in times like now, when it was steeped in the honeyed light of Vil's night stand lamp.

And of course there was Vil, cozy in his (no doubt ridiculously expensive) lavender colored silk pajama set. His hair was up in a ponytail and his skin had that glassy sheen it always had after he had completed all of his nightly rituals.

One day he was going to kill Rosienne and he won't even have to do anything.

“I am well aware,” Rosienne said with a smile, already making himself comfortable on Vil's bed. “But you happen to like it,” he added, batting his eyelashes at his boyfriend.

Vil rolled his eyes, a shadow of a smile dancing on his lips.

“I really don't know why I do. You're giving me nothing but headaches.”

“Oh come one.” Rosienne laid his head on Vils shoulder and snuggled to his side. As if on instinct, Vils arm curled around his waist, pulling him even closer.

Rosienne's racing heart finally slowed down.

“We can watch that awful musical you wanted us to watch,” he suggested.

“It's not awful,” Vil instantly protested. “It's a classic. You just like to be contrary, dear.”

“Yeah, but I’m still offering to watch it with you. Aren't I a great boyfriend?”

Vil rolled his eyes again. “You are,” he said with so much fondness and sincerity, Rosienne didn't know what to do with himself, and leaned down to press a kiss to Rosienne’s forehead. 

Loud thunder rolled outside again, this time followed by blindingly white lighting. Rosienne jumped up, hugging Vil even closer, all but crawling into his lap.

“Everything alright, love?”

Rosienne forced a smile. He wasn't going to talk about it. “Yeah. Sure.”

He wasn't so stupid to think Vil would be fooled by half hearted excuses, but at least for the moment, Vil let the topic drop.

Instead, he pulled up the dreadful movie on his laptop. It was one of the many adaptations of the tales about the King with the Sword in the Stone, and a pretty old one at that. Rosienne, a well versed lover of cheap aesthetics and tired tropes, could appreciate the ridiculous, colorful costumes, even if everything seemed to drag on for forever.

But more importantly, he could appreciate the way Vil would relax next to him, his eyes lighting up at his favorite scenes. It was the version of Vil Rosienne loved the most; the one that allowed himself to cuddle with his boyfriend and passionately comment on his favorite parts of an old musical.

It was almost enough to drown out the sound of the pouring rain or to stop Rosienne from jumping up every time there was thunder. His heart would start beating faster and he would hold tighter onto Vil, but it was easier to handle. 

“Dear,” Vil suddenly said. His gaze turned serious — it felt like it was pinning Rosienne in place. “You aren't scared, are you?” 

Rosienne froze. He really, really didn't want to talk about this. Not for any deep reasons, but simply because of how embarrassing it was.

But Vil had paused the movie and kept staring at him, plainly giving him no choice but to answer.

“Okay,” Rosienne groaned, hiding his face in the crook of Vil's neck. He really didn't want to be looking at his boyfriend's face. “But don't laugh at me!”

“When have I ever done that?”

A fair point, Rosienne had to admit. Vil was never cruel to him, not in the way Rosienne had expected him to be — he was never mocking, never called Rosienne stupid or slow or scatterbrained. Yet Rosienne had learned to always expect an attack from other people. Curling up in self-defense became his second nature.

He gave himself a moment to calm down, breathing in the fresh scent of Vil’s cosmetics.

“So remember how I told you I basically live in a castle?” he finally said, still firmly plastered to Vil's side. But he could feel Vil's hand on the small of his back, rubbing slow, encouraging circles into his skin, and that made him feel a little bit better.

He had shown Vil pictures, once, of the old stone castle seated on a hill. He had even pulled out pictures from his childhood, of himself in pseudo-medieval costume, leather boots and a wooden sword and all, that he used to entertain the many tourists. 

“Well. It's not as fancy as in here. We don't always have hot water because it takes too much wood to heat it all up and my dad doesn't have magic. And in the summers, when the storms would come after the heat, sometimes the electricity would cut off.” 

“It's in the middle of nowhere. You have to go to the nearest village by foot. It's not easy to just fix it back up. It's gotten a bit better now, I think they just secured the electricity lines, but when I was little, there were days when we didn't have any light.”

He could still remember it well, bleak days filled with waiting and worrying. It was how he learned that reading by candlelight is not nearly as romantic as movies make it look to be — the letters on the page danced with the candle flame, making Rosienne nauseous.

“Couldn't you go stay with your mum for those days?” Vil asked.

“I mean, I could. My dad always offered me to go. But I would've felt bad, leaving him there.”

Vil laughed softly. “Of course you did. You really don't like making life easy for yourself, do you?”

“Hey! I just tried to be a good kid, okay! One of the first spells I learned was how to make fire because we couldn't turn our stove on. I almost burned the whole kitchen down.”

Vil laughed again, louder, and this time Rosienne laughed with him. The only reason why not everything went up in flames that day was that old stone was generally not the easiest thing to burn. He'd cried for the whole afternoon after that, with his dad trying to console him, without much success. 

“So. Yeah. I'm guessing that kinda messed me up. Now when there's a storm, I keep imagining all the possible disasters.”

“What am I to do with you?” Vil sighed. He hugged Rosienne closer to his chest. 

And Rosienne allowed himself to melt into his arms, to take the comfort and the silent reassurance that he wasn't as ridiculous as he believed himself to be.

For the first time in a while, he looked up at his boyfriend and grinned.

“Well, you can kiss me for starters.”

Vil delicately raised Rosienne's chin. He leaned in, so close their lips were almost brushing, but not actually sealing in the kiss. “Only if you finish watching the movie with me.”

“Are you going to quiz me on it?”

“Of course. Pay attention, Minuit.”

The storm outside had eased out, leaving only the heavy rain. 

[princessmadelines]

intricate rituals etc etc — in which dean decides to cut cas’s hair before the end of the world

[seiya-starsniper]

The absolutely AMAZING @sab-draws recently completed a commission for one of my favorite rarepair ships ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥I absolutely adore it, thank you so much!!!!

[gayhabit]

golden hour

[sunn-mechanic]

Sooo, I watched JTTW Demons Strike Back a while ago, and I decided to do a portrait of Wukong from that movie for an art class assignment :)

[shanedoesdoodles]

you know a show is good when you have to pause it every 8 minutes to stop yourself from screaming!

[nature-nerd-sarah]

Maybe one of those giant ice age sloths that are the reasons avocados have the pits

Sloths are surprisingly good swimmers, so the idea of a ground sloth girl in a bikini immediately jumped into my mind. She's sitting at a beach bar, eating tortilla chips with guacamole.

[dc-comics-enjoyer]

Whenever the Bats would complain about any of their tech malfunctioning, Bruce would definitely be the type of dad to go "Back in the days, I didn't even have that" (and of course he overdoes it) :

Dick : This grappling gun's jammed again !

Bruce : Be grateful. I used to scale buildings by hand with a hook and rope.

Dick : Yeah, yeah.

---

Tim : The encryption program is too slow to crack this file.

Bruce : I cracked codes with a pencil, paper, and a lot of staring.

Tim : [rolls his eyes]

---

Jason : The comms in my helmet cut out mid-fight. How am I supposed to fucking coordinate with the other dickwads ?!

Bruce : When I started, I had no comms. Hand signals and pigeons were my options.

Jason : ... Pigeons ?

Bruce : Yeah, now quit whining.

---

Damian : Father ! My sword tracker isn’t syncing properly !

Bruce : Know what I used to do when I lost track of my gear on the field ? I used this thing called "my eyes" to find it. Maybe try that.

---

Barbara : The Batcomputer is practically prehistoric at this point. Maybe it’s time to invest in an upgrade.

Bruce : Prehistoric ? I started with a notebook and an encyclopedia. Plus, I had to cross-reference everything manually. How’s that for prehistoric ?

Barbara : Sure, Grandpa.

---

Cass : My night vision is acting up. Can you fix it ?

Bruce : When I first started, I had to rely on the moonlight. You’ve got infrared, thermal imaging, and sonar. Don’t take it for granted.

Cass : ...

Bruce : ... Fine, I’ll fix it.

---

In the group chat.

Tim : Just survived another sermon about the olden days and gratitude. I swear, I’ve got a migraine.

Steph : Yikes. What was it about this time ?

Jason : Let me guess. How he had to hack into systems using a pocket calculator and sheer willpower ?

Tim : Close. It was how he used to decode encrypted files by hand and climb five stories to cut the power while it rained.

Steph : Classic. Did he end with the “you don’t know how easy you have it” speech ?

Tim : Oh, absolutely. With a bonus lecture about how he built the Batcomputer.

Jason : Next time, just tell him you don’t care.

Tim : And risk another hour ? No thanks.

[inzuinzudesu]

Please zoom in to see small Kakashi! 😭 He kinda disappeared 😭😭😭

Text translation: "Infinite Tsukuyomi" (無限月読)

Drew these in mid-July - when I started doing digital again actually 🤔

Took inspo from the Balut - a street food in my country; I hear a lot of people are grossed out by it?? Don't know if this is controversial, but I personally love the dish. Essentially grew up with it after all!

Wanted to draw something that feels a bit creepy but still has a sense of mysticality to it???

Meh, don't know if the feeling got across or not

I thought since Halloween is coming up, might as well post this haha

About the process of drawing these!

These were very fun to draw! I messed around a lot with photoshop to achieve this glowy dusty effect?? From the brushes to the blending options, and maaan the filter gallery 😭😭 Such fun tools to play with.

The main brush I used to achieve the dusty effect is called "KYLE Bonus Chunky Charcoal", in the Kyle Dry Media brush set. If you can, I recommend checking it out! There are definitely other ways to achieve this sort of effect, though. You can probably just use some sort of scatter texture brush and it'd work just fine. Studying is all about trying things out, right? This is like my first experiment with this type of effect, and I was happy at the time. Now looking back, these could most definitely turn out better, no? I really went overboard with just the effect and forgot everything else. The blood and the plate looks horrible man. If you look closely, you can see the sketch lines haha! I got lazy!

Also, for Obito's pose, I relied heavily on a reference I found on pinterest 😭 I wish I'd changed the pose more tbh, it looks really boring.

And I gotta say, these just look underwhelming in this smaller size. Like reaaaaaally underwhelming. Would love to show you the big version, but oh well! 😭😭😭

Brain vomit time!

I love the prospect (??? is that the right word) of Obito being all god-like and powerful after Tsukuyomi, having control over everybody's dream worlds?? And like he jumps from dream to dream, but stops at Kakashi's and picks it apart???? Observing and tormenting Kakashi with his childhood form that has both sharingan???????

Kakashi would probably be confused with Obito's appearance at first, asking questions like "What are you up to this time, Obito?", but then wouldn't receive any answers??? Like little man would just stare at him creepily, and Kakashi would push this to the back of his mind for a while???

Umm below is the technical stuff, I guess??

My headcanon is that the time span in the dream world is the same as the real world. Meaning, 30 years in the dream world feel incredibly real, with no gap of memories. It's essentially a different timeline. Whether this makes sense or not, who knows haha!

Let's talk about the dream events and how they affect Kakashi! Due to Sakumo and team Minato still living, this Kakashi probably wouldn't be as lax nor sad as in canon?? The relationships and personalities would be different huh???? I'm having a headache thinking about this, so let's just say that: 1. Sakumo lived because the villagers weren't as harsh, but the animosity still remained. Kakashi still developed this obsession with rules, but he doesn't blame his dad as much. 2. Kannabi happened, Kakashi was given the sharingan, along with Obito's ninja way. Team Minato thought that Obito died for a while, but Obito is 'rescued' by Madara, same as canon. 3. Rin would still be targeted by Madara, but Obito came in time to help with the situation, blocking Kakashi's chidori from connecting with Rin's chest, but also knocking Kakashi away. Then, a Mist enemy took advantage of the situation to attack Kakashi, injuring him gravely, to the point where everybody thought he died. With this, Obito activated his Mangekyou and exploded on the Mist enemies, killing them all. Meanwhile, Rin tried to heal Kakashi, just barely saving him. As Obito had dealt with the enemies, there was no need to rush back to the village, and the Sanbi wouldn't be released till then. And so, they waited for Minato to come and help with Rin's seal. (About Obito's Mangekyou activating with Kakashi's death - would that be too far-fetched? My reasoning is that Obito would think that it was his fault Kakashi died, because it was Obito who knocked Kakashi away into the enemy, no?) 4. Because there's no one to become 'Madara' now that Obito came back to the village, Naruto is born, Minato and Kushina live.

5. The Uchiha massacre doesn't happen.

(Everything is incredibly convenient, because I don't have the brain power to make it otherwise, please help 😭😭) -> In conclusion, this Kakashi resembles the Kakashi of the real world, but less depressed and self-destructive??? He loves his living comrades. My man still has a massive obsession (more like crush lol) with Obito by the way, just like in canon. He just doesn't show it.

-> About Obito of the dream world (I'mma call him Dreambito), he is all sunshine and brightness, but he exhibits some dark thoughts and deep rage from time to time due to the residual effects of Madara's seal on his heart. The seal has been removed though. And he has this obsession with Kakashi's safety, as he almost pushed him to his death once, albeit accidentally.

-> I was debating whether to just start this dream world at the point where Obito got crushed, or to start it at the beginning of Kakashi's life. In the end, I went with the latter, cuz ya know, I like the idea of Kakashi living through a whole life all over again, just to finally come to the realization that it's all a dream. Does that make any sense at all??

Obito (child form - 13) first appears in front of Kakashi at the start of the Naruto series, when Kakashi has officially become the teacher of team 7. (Let's not change this okay, my brain would fry haha I'm not gonna deny that the idea of Obito and Kakashi becoming co-teachers of team 7 isn't incredibly fun though)

After the first encounter with this child Obito, Kakashi begins to have flashes of memories from the real world, and he hallucinates about people's deaths - mostly about the members of team Minato. This young Obito is always in the corner of his vision, most of the time silent, sometimes saying things like "You trash" to Kakashi whenever he encounters Rin, who is whole and grown up in this world.

Kakashi exhibits more destructive behaviors as this goes on, the line between the dream events and the real events slowly blurring. He takes more dangerous solo missions out of the village, and shows strong signs of PTSD, just like in canon.

The two Obitos would contrast each other?? Like Dreambito would be all concerned with Kakashi's decline in health (both mental and physical) and goes to confront and comfort him, many times over because that's how it is with them??? Dreambito might even move in with Kakashi, being the obsessive and protective Uchiha that he is. Meanwhile young Obito would be an absolute asshole, saying all these horrible things to poison Kakashi's mind haha

At this point, Dreambito'd be in the last stage on the journey of becoming Hokage, gaining the all the trust from the Uchiha clan, the village elders and the villagers as a whole. I don't know about Rin, though? Should she be romantically involved with Dreambito or no? Would Kakashi dream that??

I think Kakashi's dream would somewhat focus more on Dreambito being happy and satisfied, to be honest. I know there's Sakumo and team Minato as a whole, but as a degenerate shipper, I love the obsession between them🥺

I don't think Obito would directly interfere with what Kakashi is dreaming about, i.e. changing Dreambito's behavior, or like the political situation of the villages (?). But he would most definitely insert himself in Kakashi's psyche, no? Mess it up real good.

Kakashi would slowly realize that he is living a dream world, after all the flashes of memories that Obito generates in his mind. He would most definitely deny it at first though, I think? And then it would reach a point where Kakashi remembers everything from the real world, but he has also lived through 30 something years of the dream world, meaning he'd be in his 60s?? Does that make sense or no?

And so, while Kakashi now knows that everything is a dream, his feelings for everybody in the dream are real. If that's the case, is it really that important anymore that he escapes the Tsukuyomi? Can this dream world really be called fake at this point? Is there even anything in the real world for him to return to?

What's to say 'the real world' isn't a dream at this point?

-> Kakashi would completely close in on himself after this. He still does things that he would normally do, but it'd be all an act. He would feel completely isolated.

-> Dreambito would notice and confront him again, now that they live in the same house??? Kakashi would like say everything is fine and try to act more convincingly, but Dreambito would still know something's wrong????

-> Obito is observing from afar, who knows what his motivation is at this point.

Because this is Kakashi's dream world, I suppose he would have the power to change this world to his will, now that he's aware? This is like a lucid dream situation???

The people in the dream have their own will up until this point, but Kakashi can somewhat change their behavior if he really wants to, whether it's subconsciously or not??? Example: He can probably will Dreambito to kiss him or something lol

So on and so forth!

Man, I'm having waaay too much fun imagining the pain. There are probably like a thousand things that doesn't make sense haha! I do wonder how this sort of storyline should end though, does anybody have any ideas? Personally, I prefer slow burn with a (sort of) happy ending, but ya know, angst all the way is good too! I can't write, but I love thinking about all the things that could happen 😭😭 English isn't my first language, so this might have felt weird to read at some point haha

If anybody wants to develop this, please feel free to do so! And if you've read this far, thank you for reading this absolute brain vomit of mine! I love to yap, as you can tell haha Have a good day!