#Heart.

[kismetconstellations]

♡ ♡ ♡ for @sockdooe

[beejoco]

I saw that one render of Karamatsu that looks like he's wearing Lil Cal's outfit.... So I thought it would be silly to make a small little doodle comic about what if Karamatsu made a matching fit while messing with his puppets (since we know he likes to do stuff like that) and Dirk walked in on him messin around? And after talking about it with my Dirk friend -- I doodled this!! :P

[bugsnakes]

hey. oomf. smiles really evil-like

imagine tunner being able to make some kind of noise akin to purring . But it’s like really broken up like trying to start up an old engine . Ok ? Ok . Runs away into the night

I rev up my tunner motorcycle by scritching behind his ears and his chin. He'll like it.

[sha-brytols]

did you know i write sometimes. anyways here's a wip from my worldstate i will never actually organize into a coherent story of my war criminal princess being rude about anders

"You seem to have forgotten you travel with a wanted terrorist and deserter of the Grey Wardens."

Her thoughts suddenly come to a screeching stop, drowning in the silence now enveloping the room. Hawke's voice is suddenly far too tight for comfort. "Speak carefully, Warden."

Trisha regards her thoughtfully, stepping closer with her hands folded neatly behind her back. She circles the table, pacing around the Champion, and only her blood pounding in her ears prevents Hawke from snatching the dagger at the Warden’s belt and plunging it repeatedly between her ribs until she's too torn to even fucking twitch near Hawke’s loved ones ever again.

"I'll be blunt, then." Trisha pauses next to her shoulder. "The only reason Anders was not immediately apprehended and dragged to Weisshaupt is my intervention. Several dead comrades is no small thing to forgive – the First Warden would be well within his rights to demand his immediate arrest." Hawke's nails are now biting sharply into her palms. "If he's fortunate, he’ll just be thrown in a dungeon, perhaps even conscripted back into the Order. If he's unfortunate, however, he will be handed directly to the Chantry. I'm sure you can imagine what would happen next."

Hawke feels her heart sink in her chest.

The Commander's smile dims. "However, as an abomination who has mysteriously evaded the worst of the Taint, he holds significant... research value. My colleague certainly seems eager to investigate the source of his longevity."

In a single, furious heartbeat, Esther whips around and snatches Trisha by the front of her robes, yanking her up on her toes and slamming her against the wall with a force that shakes the torch on its hooks. A poisonous snarl tears from her chest. "Go any further, and you will wish for the Void."

"I give the order," Trisha responds tersely, maintaining eye contact with an effort that is undoubtedly fueled by sheer spite, "and he will be clapped in irons before you can draw your blade."

"You do that, and there won't even be enough left of you to burn."

"By then, it would already be too late."

Esther's nostrils flare. "You're bluffing. Anders is your friend. You wouldn't betray him like that."

Trisha remains impassively calm despite the white-knuckled grip crushing her collar. She tilts her chin upward. "Perhaps," she agrees smoothly. Her smile is as relaxed as it is chilling. "If only you could be certain."

Despite herself, Hawke's breathing grows erratic. The notion of this foolish, empty-headed woman serving Anders to the wolves on a silver platter makes her want to claw the skin off her face to see if she even bleeds. But the ease with which the Warden-Commander all but shrugs off her threats ignites a sickening coil of panic deep in her stomach. Anders in chains and in the wretched clutches of everything he'd been so desperate to escape is a thought that she wants to drown in blood. Four fucking years of watching him waste away and rot himself from the inside out until every familiar, kind, gentle part of him had bled like pus from a festering wound… and now, just when he's finally begun to look at her with eyes that aren't just vacant glass, the crushing inevitability of their doomed future has suddenly sharpened into a gleaming scythe that poises to split open his throat and bleed him dry on the stone.

And the smug little shit standing in front of her happens to hold the handle.

In a perfect world, Hawke would have already torn out her jugular and made her gargle her vocal cords until she choked to death. In this world, all she can do is shove Trisha away and stand in the center of the room with her chest heaving. The Warden-Commander stumbles a bit, catching herself against the wall, and straightens her robes with a dignified clearing of her throat.

Esther stares at the floor with an expression that threatens to crack and shatter under the suffocating weight of Trisha's gaze. She struggles to force her lungs to breathe normally. "You won't lay a finger on him," she rasps, teeth grinding together. "I won't allow it."

Trisha has the audacity to sound apologetic. "I know."

[selfcontainedunivcrse]

vwoop gijinkas . in this world

design notes. these are mostly about hairstyles because this is the thing that they usually do not have

vwoop:

- wears a skirt! it likes skirts. regular vwoop really wants to wear a skirt

- would have worn its hair like proto when it was small. two braids is much easier to do. as well as the whole individuality thing. it isn't super neat about it, it does not take it very long to look a bit scruffy.

- un-diagetically a) Symmetry is important to be vwoopcore and b) bizarre association with twin braids as juvenile / innocent / pure little girl.

- tbh one day i just put my hair up like that to dry and was like Hmm. cVwoop wears its hair like this. all vwoop derivatives actually all wear braids bc it is the only way i bother to do my hair and they all began as the Vwoop Sona so :)

- also, Seren (vwoop sibling) wears their hair as a side braid, but not like in a normal way but that he's grown out one side like if you were to put your hair up in two braids . and cut the other side. this is not really factored in here (he is not shown) but together they would look nearly similar

- the outfit is exactly the same as usual cvwoop but i am not sure if i have given proper explanation; its cape is deeply unfancy and kind of just like a sheet. it made it itself. skull for the bone motif + finch :]. it wore a cape because Seren wore a cape (he wears a different style now but when i made them it was ripped directly from the skin), and now wears a cape bc all its friends wear capes . capes are cool. they remind em of people they like. It wears the exact same style of sweater as it was given when it was small, but it's remade them as ey got bigger / needed to repair it / etc.

- vwoop would wear combat boots to me. on account of the bias

proto:

- same deal w/ default outfit. wears a different sweater with an otherside disc on it. nothing interesting there i did not draw it

- fancy braided buns. most like The Vwoop Shape . it's like half up. They also looks very Cute (tm) on purpose. it's a fair bit of effort to get right. seren would have had to do it for them a lot.

- they don't do too much fighting or being active. they don't mind keeping their hair down about it, or having such delicate parts of their style :].

- also they have bangs. unimportant

RC:

- most different outfit. does not wear a sweater but a varsity jacket + a t-shirt (a modified blood symbol from h*mestuck, most of the time. made it itself to match w qpopcorn). also the witch hat

- scruffiest hair. tied back in a braid to keep out of the way. both changing into a more flexible jacket + an out of the way hairstyle r for movement. ey are a sweat. and also just don't like bothering with fussing over too much.

- they wear shorts + running shoes also!

+ an old cvwoop doodle bc i can't think of anything else

[dnangelic]

niwa daisuke can steal a lil donut because he burns like a bazillion calories at night running away from cops

[girltimeswithscar]

deciding pierce the veil is a life series ethubs band

[thesugarhole]

[appleimps]

Sometimes babygirl is Patches the Untethered

[samixayn]

ishii on dynamite......

[listacole]

It’s the love fish

hire me for just whatever

[golden-letters]

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

[macbethz]

Well I like it but it’s not very well written. Also it’s a visual mess. The plot doesnt make any sense and the creators suck and its politics oscillate from mildly problematic to frankly baffling. I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone. However. the character

[arinrowan]

So I hate facetime but have two small nephews who live very far away and wanted them to know who I was. So when second nephew was born, I started sending first nephew (4 years old) a postcard every week.

The content wasn't anything special. I made cookies, I saw this flower, my cats did this. He likes trucks and machinery so I scoured redbubble for anything related to machinery and got a giant batch of machine postcards. Whenever I traveled, I'd hunt down a postcard for him.

My second nephew turned four this year, and I started sending him postcards as well. Both of them like Pokemon now, so mostly it's been double Pokemon postcards every week. I don't hear much from them, or my sister, so I just generally hope they're enjoyed and try to remember to mail them before Sunday.

However. This week my mom informed me second nephew likes the postcards SO MUCH he brings them into daycare to show around. And when I shared that with my sister, she told me not only does he bring them into daycare, he sleeps with them at naptime.

The only higher honor would be for her to tell me he's eating them.

[kuntniss]

actually that no punctuation plot hole ooc wattpad fanfic written by that 12 year old will ALWAYS be better than character ai. and i love that 12 year old btw