#I FORGOT TO ADD THE ACTUAL TAGS

[tapakah0]

Animation based on this gorgeous animatic that I kept rewatching for 2 months (and finally gave up) made by @wolfythewitch

[the-pobble-terrarium]

[ringing a dinner bell] COME GET YALLS FOOD

I don’t think he’s normal about that, Scrabby

[itty-bitty-sunshine]

The illusion of choosing a path when it had been carved out from the start

It was out of love, though. For you.

You can walk out if you want.

[fudgecake-charlie]

to my IRL(s) who keeps sending me disco elysium memes despite the fact i haven't played it in months THIS IS BECAUSE OF YOU. HELP ME. If people have ideas on this AU feel free to have fun with it considering I. have only a few!

[wasyago]

i imagine it's quite chilly in the black sea (for the lack of sun and color), so they're wearing slightly warmer clothes now uwu

+ thoughts

[feelo-fick]

more misc au art... (the last two are unrelated but shh)

GAAAHHHH i promise ive got actual stuff cooking im just scared to post it/motivation to finish art Hard :"D clutching my head... always forever 24/7 thinking about them...

[jimmyjeans]

HELLO, sorry for not posting for, like, about a week! I WAS in the process of brainstorming ideas for my Guilty Gear x Splatoon design thingies but art block hit me right in the face! :'] I'm working on them now though!

In the meanwhile, have these short not really short drawings of some guilty gear characters I did to catch myself up!

Original pictures below:

[badgyalshii]

ITS NEVER OVER

Paul Atreides x Reader (always safe for POCS + Plus size)

1.1k word count i believe?

warnings! spoliers. light fluff. idk if i put language in here,

A/N: i love sad fics n this is my first fic in a longgggg time, i had to crack my knuckles and pop my back a few times for this one, but i hope yall read and enjoy and im so down to write a part two if yall want it or if i feel like it, i basically used to be the cory of tumblr (disappearing for like a month like nun happened😒) have a goodnight, besos😘

about?: immediately after paul offers to take the princess as his wife, your eyebrows furrow in confusion

Access part II here. I . II . III . IV .

Have you gotten stabbed in the chest? Or in the back. You couldn't tell, but you thickly swallowed. Hiding your tears and trying to focus on the fight between Paul and the unknown bald man, named feyd, but you couldn't even focus. Your mouth hung as tears brimmed your eyes, no one was focused on you and you were sure of it, thankfully.

You felt a hand cling onto your elbow giving a light squeeze before you heard a whisper in your ear. “Don't cry. It is only for the current circumstance. He doesn't love her” chani whispered, trying to seem not suspicious as she stood next to you. You looked down in return, a tear dropped. You looked up, and then you looked at paul. He betrayed you. He'd say he'd love you as long as he'd breathe, but where is he now? You had a bad poker face. Everyone knew it, but this was such a heated situation, nobody had time for the crying games. Paul looked at you, it was clear he felt for you, but he had to stay firm, stern.

Chani gave you one more squeeze before letting you loose and watching the fight. The man you loved. The man you took you away from reality to across the universe within one touch from under the sheets. The one who made your heart one, the one you'd share so many memories with. Are they lost now? How could he let you go so easily?

“My heart yearns, y/n” he whispered, the shared couple naked inbetween the sheets and the thin cotton of a blanket. You said nothing but looked him in the eye, drinking him in as his lagoon blue eyes pierced through your own. “We can't both be sensitive, Muad'Dib, you are the chosen. Legends say so '' you whispered against his soft lips as he touched your back softly rubbing over it. “What if it's not what I want?” “does it matter? You've made it so far.” you switch from each of his eyes and put your hands in his hair, soothing him assuringly.

He rubbed his nose against yours, “what if i lose you?” he muttered, breaking eye contact. “As long as we have love, nothing can be lost, paul '' you whispered. Such a desperate moment. Everything was so transparent. You lifted yourself and Paul sighed. “I love you” he said, aloud. “I love you more, so much more”

Did he? Did he mean it, at least. You were so desperate for an answer, but the sound of a stab pierced through your flashback, your breath quickened as fear slapped on your face ever so suddenly. Your chest heaved heavily as you watched, chani pinched you. You tried to maintain your strength as you watched Paul on the floor.

“This your pet?” feyd asked, pointing the dagger at you. Paul looked at you with no emotion. What was going through his head? You didn't know, but even more fear rushed over you as feyd continued closer, a sly smirk played on his face. He could tell that you were something important considering the dried tear across your cheek. “Your pet any important to you?” he still questioned, but paul remained silent. Only got up to continue the fight. You couldn't help but feel eyes on you, and you looked up from the fight to see Paul's new bride staring you down, a questioning look upon her face as she eyed you up and down.

The battle ended, and Paul won. You watched as everyone else bowed before you but you stood standing. Paul looked back at you, before turning away. Chani looked at you from her bowed stance. You remained looking at Paul before your people stood and Paul told them to lead the holy war. The only ones who remained in the room were you, Paul, the emperor, and the princess. “I will be back, stay” he demanded, he didn't use his voice as a command, but he looked back at you, and you were gone, he searched for you as he left the room, only to find you crying and against a wall, hand over your face to hide your tears.

“My love” Paul whispered, quickly pacing and lowered by your side. You only weeped in return, you couldn't even look at him. “y/n” he held onto you. “What have you done? Have I not given my all to you? Must you not love me?” you said through broken cries. “y/n, i love you, i will always for as long as i breathe. This is just protocol-”

“It wasn't necessary, I watched. I've watched you, standing behind you. Who are you? Paul?” you looked up at him. Your face said it all, the tears strolling down your cheeks. His hand remained on your arm and his other hand placed on your cheek. Wiping a tear. “We can't both be sensitive, I am chosen” Paul recites, using your own words against you. You looked at him in disbelief. “Paul” you sniffled, he pressed his bloody forehead against yours and placed both of his hands on the sides of your face, “i love you” you whined, fighting tears and fighting the cry that wanted to leave your lips. “I know, I know, I love you and I will come back for you, will you stay? Must you stay, wait for-”

“Wait for you?” you scoff, choking on your sob. “Are you insane? Wait for you, watch you marry a woman you don't even know, who doesn't even know you. All those times we've pillow talked, stripped naked and not only physically but emotionally. You confessed, paul, you did” you looked at him through your eyelashes. He had nothing to say, his lips remained parted, searching for a way to bring you such needed comfort, but he couldn't. He couldn't support you the way you needed to be, not anymore at least. “no tears? do you feel nothing paul?! i've loved you since the moment i saw you, i told everyone to trust you, give you respect, this is a smack in the face. thank you for wasting my time”

You stood and left Paul where he sat. “You know where I am. I won't be anywhere else. You come to me when you forgive me and when you're ready to talk. I'll love you for a million years, with you by my side or not, I have you in my heart. I place a piece of my heart in your chest too. Must you not deny me, I love our pillow talks, our soften kisses. The way your hair feels between my fingers. I will be here, I will” he finishes, as he watches you walk off. He slowly stood as he watched you look at him before you turned the corner. Not saying a word, but a silent goodbye. as you walked, you could hear a slam against the wall and a curse from pauls lips, but you must go, chani taught you better.

What he said was beautiful. You couldn't deny, but the betrayal stood close in your vision. You met with chani and she pulled you in for a long hug. “It's okay to feel how you feel, but for now, we have places to go” she placed a hand over your heart ¨strong heart, strong mind¨ she spoke in language and placed her pointer finger on your forehead where pauls blood lied. You only nodded and she led the way to the new path of life.

[cyrusbug]

He has a distinctly warrior cat atmosphere about him. Welcome back

[thevalleyoftriumph]

[reupload] copycat

[meamiiikiii]

isat color palette challenge WOO!! these are always fun :D

[commence-screaming]

Random MasterGuide (Dallas/Bain) AU? Random MasterGuide AU. Part 1.

Bain had lost his composure only once before - when his eye was taken, because that was a lifelong debilitation he could have done without - and he was close to losing it again there and then. The only indication he even acknowledged what was going on was the slight tightening of his fingertips, curled around the end of the armrests of the chair he was strapped into.

The Murkies - Kento, and another senior commander he'd neglected to learn the name of - pushed a rumpled, bloodied Dallas to the floor in front of him. To his horror Dallas let it happen, groaning as he smacked into the unforgiving concrete.

This was not good.

The Dentist kept them waiting, like he always did. The man was well-versed in psychological warfare - he knew that anticipation and dread were a low-effort, effective way to further torment his prisoners. So he stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing directly into the camera pointing directly at the scene inside the cell - away from where Bain sat helplessly in his chair, with Dallas curled slightly into himself on the ground.

"What a wonderful day for a reunion," The Dentist turned to face them at last. He paused to peer at Dallas' prone figure, impressed that he had the wherewithal to not try and attack - he had enough sense to know that, at least.

When his eyes flicked up to meet Bain's single remaining eye, the sight of the man's practised neutrality made his lip curl.

"I have a proposition for you," he sneered, letting his anger subside and coalesce into something calculated and all-knowing - he knew exactly how the next five minutes were going to pan out, and that knowledge was utterly delicious to him.

"I will release both of you from this place. I"ll even have someone clean both your wounds before you leave. You will leave here in excellent health."

Both men knew there was an as-of-yet unspoken 'but' - they were just waiting for it. It didn't make sense to drag Dallas all the way here, to have him see Bain's face just to let them go. No, there was something more to this.

Bain was, for the moment however, distracted.

He tried as surreptitiously as he knew how to crane his neck, wanting a glimpse at the man still sprawled near his feet. As luck would have it, Dallas turned just enough so Bain could see his face - even luckier was how he swallowed down the wince that threatened to escape from his throat at the sight of him.

What was once a charmingly handsome face was streaked with blood. Bruises the colour of violence itself bloomed on his temple and brow bone. Clumps of hair had glued themselves to his forehead, held in place by the blood drying there. His eyes had the fuzzy look of someone teetering on the brink of concussion - but they sharpened when they made eye contact with Bain. Bain said nothing, watching as Dallas' eyes - somehow unblemished despite the fight he'd obviously put up - took him in.

He knew he looked a complete mess. His hair was lank, in places a knotted mess. The wound indicating where his eye had once been was weeping, wouldn't stop weeping, his body too weakened and malnourished to heal properly - Bain could feel how the dressing covering it was stiff and putrid with bodily fluids.

It was not, by all accounts, how he had hoped they'd meet.

[asanjou]

ill omen

[moodlesmain]

Hi. Look at this.

I just spent two days straight making a digital conspiracy board trying to piece together my favourite genre that isn't really a genre and more just a very particular niche which doesn't really have a name.

If you want to look I reccomend downloading and zooming in on the image to read everything LMAO, I want to try and convert it to a page on my neocities at some point so its easier to view but for now you guys just get a big ol' jpeg. You're welcome :)

[ratzhatz14]

mmmm... Imma try this way of posting Incase I still have that glitch...

Hihihihi guys

I kept forgetting to post these doodles which are... Idfk how old but old enough to retire

On the last image... I missed a bunch of words because my silly ol brain can't write at the speed of my average thought

So here's a better digital explanation because I hate writing!1!1!!!;

"If Astro was/is friend's with Cosmo, shouldn't he have some plant or flower on him?"

"Well, he's just good at avoiding."

"Before, Sprout would've tried to sneak attack Astro (and Vee since... BODYLESS <3), but he always SOMEHOW managed to get away, and lose track of him (high stealth coming in handy). And eventually, Astro got so paranoid of Sprout to the point where he refused to sleep, leading to beloved insomnia and constantly being on guard, just to ensure his and Vee's safety. By now, Sprout just gave up and decided to leave him be... For now, or until he's in a vulnerable position."

...idk what I just typed but I typed something

Quick note; Toons who interacted with Cosmo would have a feature related to plants/nature, and Toons who only interacted with Sprout would look a little damaged/on edge

AND.... I came up with a Bloomed Rodger design, but I won't spoil it until his time comes <333 (sorrgy not sorry cresentdreamers /hj)

[marukfe]

Motherly Figure