#I FINISHED AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

[ashersbunker]

SolMed week day 6 and 7: Au/Free day and Secrets

I couldn't do anything yesterday but wanted to do it today

Swap au designs (credits)

Host's post, here!

[blind0raven]

This scene... the MUSIC...

NO ONE TALK TO ME RIGHT NOW IM EVEN MORE FUCKING UPSET I CAN'T WHISTLE NOW!!!

Edit after I finished the last chapter:

HAHAHAAHAHAHA ANOTHER ONE!!!

[beauclary]

for a moment, it's all beau can do to simply stand there and stare ; his feet feel rooted to the ground almost as if he's ankle-deep in wet concrete but his heart? oh, his heart is about to pound right out of his chest. a small, choked sob tumbles out from somewhere deep in his chest as he watches the man he's not been able to keep off his mind in months. he doesn't try to stop it. to be honest, he hardly even hears it. it's the way he looks at nacho, beau thinks, that actually breaks him down. wrangling that cat out of ziggy's apartment and getting him all the way back to the wexley was a feat that left the former athlete with scars he can still make out on his arms and chest, but seeing the relief, the overwhelming catharsis as they pull the purring, orange bundle into their arms makes it all worth it. he'd let his arms get torn to shreds a million times over, he thinks, all for the beauty of this reunion. it's the very least of what he'd do, actually, no hesitation.

his little found family in new york is safe and reunited.

for all the distance, all the time they'd been running to get to the wexley, beau could've ― should have ― had the decency to come to them, to at least meet them halfway. but it's ziggy that closes the distance between them, crossing the small studio apartment in but a few short strides of long limbs. he can't help the watery chuckle that ziggy's words pull from him. what a hell of a greeting. it's both absurd and exactly what beau has been desperate to hear for the last five months. one hand lifts to rest atop ziggy's on his shoulder and give it a light squeeze as the other raises to find their cheek. he cups his face gently with a broad palm, his thumb grazing the slope of a damp cheekbone with a feather-light and trembling touch to wipe away their tears. ❝ you'd better believe it, sugar. ❞ he can feel the hot tracks of his own tears streaming silently down his face each time he blinks, but he can't break his gaze away from ziggy. ❝ lord almighty, did i ever fuckin' miss you, ❞ beau swears, his voice low and affectionate and shaky with barely contained emotions. ❝ say somethin' else, i been dreamin' about your voice for so long. ❞

❝ or, on second thought, ❞ he continues, his hand sliding down from ziggy's cheek to find the back of his neck, cradling his head as fingers tangle in the hair at his nape, ❝ c'mere first. ❞ when he pulls them close, it's shaky and breathless and clumsy and beau can taste the salt of tears on his lips ― though he couldn't guess whose anymore ― but damn if it doesn't feel like the best kiss he's ever had.

they thought it had been a dream. over and over. from the moment they went into quarantine and almost instantly fell asleep when they'd laid in the bed. there was no concept of how long they'd been asleep or where they were every time they woke up, but one thing was consistent. beau was there. somewhere. but was he? or had the delusional haze mix dreams with reality? there was only one way to find out, and once they were given clearance to leave their room they made their way to the door with the number they'd all but memorized over the last two days. ziggy never was an optimist.

it was worth it. that's the first thing that went through their mind when their multi-colored gaze fell upon beau clary. the freezing nights, hunger, unquenchable thirst, inability to sleep, the deafening silence, crushing loneliness, fear― so much fear trying to get from one place to the other. ziggy would do it again for the relief they felt stood in that doorway, looking at their partner's teary eyes. the only thing that could break the intense focus on that moment was a sound they were sure they'd never hear again. instinctively, ziggy chirped back and crouched down to greet their sweet baby boy. leave it to nacho to break the silence and push the moisture threatening to overflow from their eyes out and onto their cheeks.

after a few moments, ziggy straightened again and closed the distance between them. he reached a tentative arm out to grasp his shoulder, giving it the lightest shake as a laugh at the ridiculous idea that he might not be real fell out and quickly turned into a sob. "g-good n-news," ziggy choked out, barely. "we're alive." as if that wasn't obvious, by now. but after spending the past several months not knowing, it was beyond cathartic to say out loud. he licked his lips and pulled his hand back to bat some of the moisture from his cheeks. "sorry." another breath of a laugh fell out. "hi," zig started again and nodded. "it's really fucking great to see you."

[dragonpyre]

omg you wrote prodigal?? I love that fic it gives me life thank you for writing it incredible 11/10 read

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH THANK YOU! yeah that was the first fic (non one-shot) that I ever finished so I'm super proud of it. I'm so glad you liked it!

[irradiatedsnakes]

i have a bunch of writing bits to finish today but my brain suddenly turned to goop :[ my typing for a bit there was ZOOTED and now my head hurts a bit aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah come onnnnnnnnnnnn

[onedivinemisfit]

2022 Creator’s Self-Love Extravaganza

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works (fics, art, edits, etc.) you’ve created this year and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the world in 2022. If you don’t have five published works, that’s fine! Include ideas/drafts/whatever you like that you’ve worked on/thought about, and talk a little about them instead! Remember, this is all about self-love and positive enthusiasm, so fuck the rules if you need to. Have fun, and tag as many fellow creators as you like so they can share the love!

Tagged by @bubblesthemonsterartist tho I daresay I am fashionably late at this point, more than two weeks into the new year. Did I forget? Maaaaybe. Which brings us right to the main problem;

I barely remember. Like. 2022. At all. Things happened, I’m sure, but it’s as if there’s a fine layer of mist atop my memories, stopping me from really seeing them. Last year wasn’t really very kind to me. For every up, three downs followed, and between two failed surgeries, a bout of covid, and then whatever the hell kind of flare happened in the autumn… yeah. Idek. It is what it is.

As such, I can’t really comment on my art as like, a whole process, this year. It just existed in the ‘now’, which is presently the ‘then’. I know I beat my submission record from last year, but it felt like a meaningless victory. Despite everything, I can feel it in my hand now, when I draw, that some progress has been made. Subconsciously perhaps, but it’s there.

Onto the ranking then! (I just had to pull up the archive cuz fuck if I remember what I posted, and when)

1.

*deep sigh* we all saw this coming, didn’t we? As much as I love, I curse this image, for in hindsight it felt as if all my creative energy for the entire damned year went into this one piece! Like how dare! But yes it is one of my best redraws ever, and more so than the characters, I feel like I added to the background something even better than the original. There, I said it.

2.

Omigod this entire thiiiiiing. Were it not for the redraw, this would be the top spot. I can’t explain, so many ideas are left in the brain for countless hours, days, months, YEARS. This was two years in the making, and never before did I manage to recreate something that had the exact same vibe as it looked in my imagination. Especially because I’m not a comic creator, hashtag compulsive disclaimer lol. Also while I was drawing it, seeing people go from “hmmm what’s this?” to “wait is that-?” and then “ooooooh it is the lead-up to The Thing” was priceless.

3.

A last-second outlier comes in third. I admit to making this in a hurry, just to have something really nice to show for december (a month which is usually a highly productive month to me, but 2022 didn’t let me have that either) and as such, since I was struggling, both with a deadline, and a lack of real inspiration, I feel like. I managed to improve, somehow. Call it magic, but this looks noticeably different to many of my other colored pieces.

4.

To be perfectly honest, this was a sketch. People might not think it one, for it has details, a color scheme, and even effects - but at the time I posted it, this was just a colorized sketch in my mind. Tumblr disagreed. And I was left in awe watching this first get reblogged within the fandom, then beyond, then go through a hanfu appreciation blog, and finally reblogged with a truly tender chinese poem attached that said person felt gave them the same vibe as what I had drawn. The people spoke, and I was both awed and humbled, and I learned a valuable lesson in humanity relating to art.

5.

Unlike the others, this was a conscious attempt at something different. I can’t really say why it should go in the fifth spot, but it does; i spent a lot more time than usual on composition, colors, and most importantly, mood setting. And putting characters so solidly into the middleground can be a challenge in itself for me, as I run the risk of getting storybook-ish. Which would’ve been disastrous for a scene like this.

Honorable mention;

Coping through art. @bubblesthemonsterartist has the honor of inspiring this, or like, being the one to “give me” the go-ahead to channel some of my experiences through the characters and story-telling in general. Back pain is something I know all too well, and it was well and truly therapeutic. I also got to do another test of “can I retell this scene, even if I switch part of the cast and premise?” And it seems I did. I will always remember @what-plant-metaphor-am-i ‘s tag; ‘# I feel like I just watched an entire episode XD’ <- never has my inner storyteller been more validated.

There, that wasn’t so hard! Sometimes I’m really thankful for the internet, and timestamps, and kicking my memory back into gear etc… anyway, since I am so woefully late to the party, I’m not tagging anyone specifically; if you wanna be fashionably late too, you know who tagged you~

[blondiest]

I just finished voted most likely to run away with you and oh my god it is the purest, cutest, saddest, hottest, sweetest fic in existence!!! Edissy for life!! Thank you for writing such an incredible story. I’m going to share it with every ST fan I know!

aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH this is so incredibly sweet, thank you so much!! 😭 i feel badly because i haven't been able to update in over a month due to work stuff & haven't really gotten around to replying to comments for the same reason, but i've been quietly getting a lot of joy whenever i see a new person has read through it. i'm really happy you've enjoyed it so far ❤️🥺

[bagelrites]

OMG I read Maladaption and I'm just about finished Symbiosis and MY DUDE YOU ARE SO GOOD AT WRITING YOU FLESH OUT THE CHARACTERS SO WELL THE ROMANCE FEELS SO NATURAL AND THE PLOT IS THE KIND I'D EXPECT FROM FROM A PUBLISHED BOOK I CANNOT EXPRESS HOW HAPPY YOUR BOOKS MAKE ME AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH <33333333

OMG THANK YOU!!! That is so kind, I'm so happy <3 <3 <3

They are my shining achievements of fanfic-author-dom, truly. Unfortunately writing over 100k does burn a girlie out though, so I don't plan on writing anything that long again anytime soon 😭

[catboyclarity]

I finished the first book of realm of the elderlings (assassin's apprentice I think it was called ?) And oh my God. OH my fucking God. Jesus christ. Fuck. Damn. Damn what the hell. What the fuck. What the hell. Ah. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

I liked it :3

OH BUDDY YOU ARE IN FOR IT!!! I’m glad you enjoyed!! Keep me posted!

[flingmetothemoon]

Knuckles: OH NO! D:

*Cracking her knuckles, Tikal intimidatingly approaches Knuckles with an unsettling look on her face that looks like this*

Tikal: (Stops and closes her eyes until... Her eyes open again with sparks appearing over them) Chance to attack. (Pummels Knuckles with countless punches) URRRARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

Knuckles: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! (Flies backward after receiving a very much needed pummeling, gets slammed hard onto a rock and falls to the ground. He quickly recovers from his consciousness only to find Tikal's shadow towering over him)

Tikal: (Looks down at him with shaded eyes and a sinister smirk on her face) Hm. Pathetic. You may be physically strong, but you are still mentally lacking. How long will you stop falling for Eggman's lies and starting pointless fights with Sonic? I feel like you know Eggman is bullshitting and you just want an excuse to dump out your jealousy of Sonic's freedom and heroic reputation onto him. And why do you even feel the need to spend 90% of your life sitting around by this stupid magical rock? Do you not know that I can still channel the Master Emerald's power even when it served as my 5000-year-old cage? I can channel it's power to electrocute or blow away Eggman or that bat thief or transport the Emerald to an indoor trap-ridden shrine without your help for a week and it'll be fine. You REALLY NEED to get out of the house island more often and go on more adventures with your supposed "friends".

Knuckles: (Gets up, clenches his fist and approaches Tikal) I'm not ready, Master Tikal. I require further training!

Tikal: Oh? You're approaching me? Instead of running away, you're coming right to me? Even though your master, Tikal told you the secret of the Master Emerald, like an exam student scrambling to finish the problems on an exam until the last moments before it chime?

Knuckles: I can't beat the shit out of you without getting closer.

Tikal: Oh ho! Then come as close as you like. (Approaches Knuckles, summons glowy orbs only to reveal to be stealing transporting Knuckles' shovel claws, equips them and pummels the ground as both her chaos energy and shovel claws digs out HUGE chunks of dirt and she quickly creates an underground tunnel under Knuckles)

Knuckles: (Wonder where Tikal is going to pop out of the other end, gets confused and runs in circles like a rabbit on the street like this)

*And then... BOOM! Tikal comes out behind Knuckles, grabs his feet and drags him back down to the tunnel and then comes out again)

Tikal: Sorry Knuckles, I'm afraid this is a fitting punishment for your uselessness. Stay there and think about what you've done. 😈 (Shovel claws the dirt back down to the tunnel and buries Knuckles)

“You have been slacking, guardian.

“It is about time you’ve received proper guardian training.”

[reindeer-dad]

I love Asgore. So so very much.

[paarassha]

mood:

[rings-of-power-realm]

INCOHERENT SCREAMING (and I haven’t finished the ep yet asghjk)

BUT ELROND DISA AND DURIN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH WHEN ELROND SAID HE DOESN’T SAY GOODBYE OH MY GOD AND DRUIN CRYING AND DISA BEING THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BADASS DWARF EVER THEY ALL LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH I AM UNWELL

[jujutsusimp]

I am sorry I doubted you Anon, you were just a prophet one week early 🙏🙏🙏

I AM SO HIGH ON COPIUM SO FUCKING HIGH

the strongest ghost he has buried with his own hands.” — “those eyes are unmistakable.”

I swear if it's just an hallucination or a random dude form heian era I am going to riot

But i am suspicious, because it would be anticlimactic for Gojo to finish the fight and not Yuji... But then maybe he is so weaken that he is just here for PRESSURE I don't know aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

BFO GOJOS COMING BACK CHECK TWITTER

What??? Only thing I saw is this image, but it's clearly Uraume??? (it's even more clear in the full panel). I am missing something?

[maysartcorner]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ILOVEITILOVEITILOVEIT

@throwaninkpot

[howtowhumpyourhiccup]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! You're killing me with these chapter links, Tumblr!

Just a Kid update!

@evilwriter37 @firerose

Summary:

Warning: Zombies

Rating: Mature

Characters: Hiccup, Astrid, Dagur, Fishlegs, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Snotlout, Httyd ocs (Ingrid, Helga, Scott, Mutt)

Pairing: /

Words: 6 081

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Author’s Notes: Finished this one back in November, but I was looking forward to doing 12 Days of Whumpmas over on Tumblr and decided to post this chapter after that event was over. It runs until the 12th of December, like a whump advent calendar, but I got too excited to post this chapter and decided to post it anyway.

But I also haven't properly been sleeping for the past three and a half weeks, so it took me a while longer to proofread and edit it.

I still hope you guys enjoy it, this is going to be a fun one. Whump-wise, that is. :)

Constructive criticism is appreciated.

Enjoy!