#DOES HE HAVE A TAG

[kerizaret]

Happy (not) Tsukasa4 final day (I dropped out of t1k at night 💔) btw did I ever tell you Bakuno Reki is Tsukasa's personal knight in the polysho royal au

[crowncoconut]

doodles during these hard times

[piosplayhouse]

TrAnnes

[specialvalentinesunit]

[dhmisfour]

something something lps art woah

[thebroccolination]

Best part of this scene hands down was Max like, "We live in the most densely populated city in Thailand it is very possible someone else got him sick, Pisaeng," and Pisaeng staring him dead in the face like, "rewatch the montage jackass we have three friends and we only invite y'all over once a year so yes, it was me"

[cherrycoloredphoenix]

Day 1: Almost - Chrysanthemum during his ethically dubious test subject era

Also going to try writing a short bit to go with the art this week :)

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Their first “kiss” was rather one-sided.

They were having a normal conversation, the sort they usually had about safe, simple topics (What's the weather like outside? Any interesting reading material lately? How's the coffee in the break room? How's the food in the cell?), when Phlox was called away for some task or other. She looked genuinely sorry to be interrupted. Chrysanthemum just shrugged. Her shift was almost over, he likely wouldn't have a chance to see her again until tomorrow, and they wouldn't be able to actually talk until her shifts and his testing schedules lined up. Fine, whatever. They were used to this by now. Even so, he leaned his forehead against the window to watch her go.

Except she didn't, because she was looking up at him with a sly little smile, and then she popped onto her tiptoes. It was quick - a press of lips to plexiglass an inch from his, a darkened flush across her cheeks that matched the lipstick stain, his heart hammering and thoughts flailing as he watched her hurry away with a parting wave.

The mark remained until the night shift came through. The janitor scrubbed it off with a few brisk swipes and gave Chrysanthemum a knowing look that he didn’t dignify with a reaction, pretending to be immersed in the newest book delivery. They really might be planning to release him soon; this was an actual mass-market pulp novel rather than the sanitized material they usually gave him. It was awful, seemingly entirely composed of plot holes and unrealistic, sensational drama… and he liked it quite a bit.

It would be something to discuss with Phlox next time. He was looking forward to it.

[stonemouthzag]

Does anyone else think about Cicero’s dream from that ectoplasm punch episode. ‘He flew out the windshield and just kept going’ hey uncle. What the fuck

[poor-ciceros-voring-again]

Gotta keep up my Cicero posting game but keep it oblivion related

[kazodus]

came to me in a dream

[eydilily]

would you bite the hand that feeds you?

[rustybutterknife]

Microdosing polyamory by dating a system

[voltaical-art]

do you guys ever think about how Wyll is introduced as an archetypal fantasy hero, but then it turns out he’s a warlock, who made a pact with a devil. Do you ever think about how Ansur is described as this fantastical dragon of myth, but then when you find him, he’s turned into an undead monstrosity. Do you think about how when Wyll does the right thing, he is punished to become more monstrous. Do you think about how as Wyll’s warlock powers grow, his spells get more horrific. Do you think about how Ansur was killed by his closest friend. Do think about how Wyll was cast out by the most important person in his life. do you guys ever think about Ansur and Wyll.

[humming-fly]

The 2D vs 3D contrast of the sonic and shadow generation hubworlds cracks me up the more I think about it

Bonus:

[keferon]

Don’t mind me I just like to see him go bananas about cartoonish Autobot rules

Maaan…..if Prowl was in tfp he would spontaneously combust at least once a day

[brainrotcharacters]

the easy grip on the knife. the leg over the seat. the hand over the other seat. the sassy "come get it" move. you know the bitch is smiling behind that mask even as he said the line.