#Genuinely though

[lisasooyaa]

do u have any art tips?

find one guy to be obsessed with and draw him for a year straight

[tremendously-crazy]

he's so me

[wish-i-were-heather]

so which of my non american mutuals wants to take me in

[zappedbyzabka]

RIP the Kwon. RIP the Kwon. RIP the Kwon.

[cas-spirit]

I love. Slay the Princess. So much. I don’t understand what’s going on. But I love.

[cerealforkart]

You know what sucks? I live in a timeline where Hunger Games AUs died out but I still have to see Harry Potter AUs every other day

[cissa-calls]

Picture it, the final episode of the show. A month of anticipation, speculating, waiting! By now, the witches are more akin to family. They have weathered this storm, the road and ballad are nearing their end. Each member with, almost, all ten fingers and toes still in tact…maybe not their sanity though. Finally, they confront the Salem Seven, Scooby Doo style, pulling off their hoods to reveal…Agatha?

Agatha looks around at everyone there, everyone is her. It was Agatha All Along *ba dum crash*

[never-enough-novels]

I want to be grayson hawthorne's sweetheart 😞😞

[daemon-in-my-head]

I had a spontaneous idea. So I'll torment u with it.

Growing pains - excerpt of a Bhaalspawn's journal

You find a booklet hidden deep within the temple's chambers. It appears tattered and stained, blood long dried and translucent watery marks covering every inch of the yellowed paper and leathery case.

As you open it, a Bhaalspawn's experiences reveal themselves before your eyes.

It hurt.

When it first happened, it hurt.

Even afterwards, every time it happened, the pain was unimaginable. It was as though my body was ripped apart, tendons snapping under pressure, skin being shredded, intestines torn and bones crushed.

It was agonising every time it happened. And yet, the more often I had to endure, the pain seemed to lessen. Not by a lot, of course. The agony and terror never fully vanished. But one could still say that I grew used to it. This twisted rite of passage, the 'growing pains' someone of my kind was expected to endure. Expected to celebrate.

Perhaps it was precisely that which lessened the pain. Their expectations, allowing me to feign ignorance. The love that always seemed to accompany this pain. The care and adoration for the monster it festered.

A gift he had called it. An heirloom passed down to his favourite. A treasured possession only those deemed worthy were graced with. And so I deluded myself. Fooling myself that this pain had been the greatest act of fatherly love he'd ever shown. That this was his care, and that a little pain was a worthy price for the adoration he'd shown.

Perhaps their love had made me ignorant towards the screams of warning and looming doom my body had thrown at me.

But I didn't listen. I got drunk on the love so desperately desired. This false showcase of compassion that I should've known was nothing but cruelty, and yet looked away from.

And nowadays, sometimes I wonder. When I'm alone and the blinded sheep returned to their quarters. When his love and the ecstasy it accompanies fades. What if I had listened to the screams? What if I had heeded the warnings?

Could I have avoided these crimson-stained hands? The guilt that haunts me? The unimaginable pain that doesn't seem to numb anymore? Would it have preserved this fickle thing, humanity they've called it, if I had listened?

Idk if ill do more like this. It is kinda fun tho

[beebopurr]

Block them first >:)

I really should start bc rn I'm just sat here like this/hj

[wikitpowers]

can??? we??? please??? get??? that???? chapter??? asap???? i??? am???? actually??? losing??? my??? fucking???? mind??? hah?????

[faffreux]

Fawful is so beautiful and I could stare at him every moment of the day, I swear. How’d I get so lucky…

[thedeerman]

being in the middle of writing a fanfic AND being in the middle of creating an animatic for that fanfic (pls Deer God give me the strength to actually finish it) means that if i don’t feel like writing, i’ve got something to draw! And if i don’t feel like drawing, i’ve got something to write!!

(take that, depression!)

[lilydoesdrawsometimes]

So... I made a sketch of this a while ago (which I'll include) and tbh I like a lot of aspects of the sketch better than I like this rendered image. But I feel like it's important to acknowledge that art always has it's difficulties - one of my main things I hate is rendering, I despise it really, but I did this, I rendered this, and it's done, even if I want to fix literally all of it. I know I'll have learned something even if I'm not super aware of it, and I know that every image I render I improve. Anyways - please enjoy my old man, I love him deeply

Here's the older image B)

[floofballsammy]

@pokemon-ash-aus how dare you make such a shaped little asshole. I saw her and immediatly had to doodle, so it might be a bit messy?

Anyways, <3 characters that are mean just to be mean, we don't have enough of those. Go be your worst self, I love conflict in stories.

[pinkribbonsyndrome]

I’m tired of looking at/working on it so uh HERES THAT ANNIVERSARY PIECE 💕💕💕

Thank you to twewy for being that one piece of media that carried me through literally everything!! I CANT think of one problem I’ve had that wasn’t solved by twewy!!

(Complimentary josh and transparent versions of the characters provided below)