#I LOVE THIS SO SO MUCH <3 <3 AAAAHHHH

[petalkitshadow]

guys!!! everyone watch this AMAZING petalkit's shadow animatic by tacobelle404!!!!! and show some love in the comments!!!!! It is seriously SO AMAZING RAAAH

[drama-glob]

AAAAAHHHH!!!! THEY FINALLY MADE FIZZ AND OZZIE INTO PLUSHIES!!! ^_^<3<3<3<3

[stargirlstabber]

listening to it isn't enough, I NEED IT INSIDE MY HEAD-

[pinestripe37]

If you’re still doing the WIP sentence ask game:

Blue, wind, sigh, eyes, and tree!

Thank you for the words, my friend! :D

Yup, still doing it and honestly feel free to send in words whenever. Lol I don't mind even if I'm not. 😅

Gonna post large-ish paragraphs for you because why not :D Also putting two snippets for a few of the words!

"A green fly and a blue fly are eating a piece of dirt together," Mistkit described the scene from where she lay watching the two shiny creatures. Her littermates exchanged disturbed glances. "That's.. uh.. interesting, Mistkit." Frostkit replied warily, seeming to force her whiskers to twitch in a gesture of cautious amusement. "That's disgusting," Graykit's flat mew cut in. Mistkit purred, no longer feeling bothered or left out as her siblings shared the carp near by but content to just be near them, listening to the purrs of exasperation and amusement that drifted into chatter. She took another glance at the flies, thinking that honestly, no matter what Graykit may say, the peaceful and close coexistence between the two insects was really rather sweet. She looked up. "They remind me of us," she purred. "That's it," Frostkit stood up abruptly, dropping her prey with a swish of her tail, "I'm not hungry anymore." Mistkit watched her stalk off to the medicine den before exchanging a glance with Graykit. "I don't blame her," he huffed.

~~~

A flurry of oak leaves outside the window. The wind lets them flutter inside. One lands on your desk across me… and I'm grateful for the company. But the sight of a leaf makes me somehow mourn them… Despite one being right within my reach.

"Maybe it's the way we used to chase them, and paste them to a board for a collage. We'd write on them the things for which we're grateful. Your list of blessings always beautifully large. I think it taught me how to thank the Lord genuinely. And if I made another I'd be sure to write you in."

I reach for the leaf as I figure it's never too late, and trail my pen across it, spelling out her name.

~~~

"I'm here for it," Olivia purred with a half-grin before holding me close with a sigh, "..I'm here for you."

~~~

The small cat then sighed. "I'm just saying we can care for each other regardless of clan of circumstance…" she glanced softly at Berryheart. "The way I'm not ShadowClan, nor you a WindClan cat, and yet it's my responsibility to be here for you now." "Your responsibility?" Berryheart scoffed. "Dragging herbs for a despised exile who wants nothing more than to have you out of her sight? I struggle to see how this waste of time contributes to your clan loyalty." "This has nothing to do with clan loyalty." Whistlepaw returned with a glance upward, "This has to do with a loyalty far higher. And it's never, ever a waste of time. May I look at your wound again?"

~~~

Hazel wasn't in the room as I opened my eyes, and I knew my friend was baking. Chocolate chip cookie scents wafted from the kitchen along with the soft sound of my friend humming the tune of a hymn.

~~~

As Mistpaw and Whistlepaw arrived near the Windclan camp they were met by a group consisting mostly of Whistlepaw's family, as well as the two ThunderClan cats. Mistpaw was surprised to see Appleshine among them, dashing up at Myrtlebloom's side. "Are you  two alright?" Oatclaw's mew was firm but his amber eyes revealed warm relief as he gazed at his daughter for a moment before the younger warriors pushed past from behind him and Featherpelt. "We were so concerned about you!" Fernstripe gasped out, her quietness sounding forgotten and brushed aside by emotion as her squeaky yowl trembled. Placing a tail-tip on the frantic she-cat's shoulder, Appleshine nodded beside her. "We've been praying for you," the ginger tabby added.

~~~

With a cold night wind blowing at my wool, the howl of wolves echoing beyond the trees, I angled my ears, listening to instead hear my Shepherd's soft hum.

"I will both lie down and sleep in peace…" With a sigh I settled down and tucked my legs beneath myself, breathing in gratefully as I leaned my weary head against His lap. "For You alone, O my Shepherd, make me dwell in safety."

[great-master-airplane]

Every time I consider writing fyosiglai playing until dawn, I have to remind myself that I would also have to play the game, and I don't want to do that....

[pastille13]

[basketobread]

THIS IS STUUUUUUUUNNNNINGGGGG!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! BEST GIFT EVER??!??!!? THE AMBIENCE IN THIS IS AMAZINGGG <3333333

⭐️ Long Rest

I absolutely LOVE @basketobread ‘s character Lunara so I wanted to draw her at camp with my tavs Freya (tiefling) and Kurt (dragonborn) and some of the companions. I hope you like it!!

Lunara is very impressed by the gadget Freya is fixing up, Shadowheart and Lae’zel are arguing over who is gonna put the moves on them first, and the boys are playing with Scratch and gazing at each other lovingly as lovers do

the others are asleep sssshhhhhhhhh

[karen360-x3]

HAPPY 7TH ANNIVERSARY TO HOLLOW KNIGHT AAAAHHHH

This comics took so long to make, but it was worth it honestly <3

See it as my love letter to this truly amazing game ^^

To this day, hollow knight is still my favorite game of all times, and I cannot stress enought how much this game allow me to sharpen my drawing skills!

I met the most amazing people in this fandom, and we are still friends to this day...If they see this, I wanna say thanks to them for helping me so much!

Also, a BIG thank you to the people who follow me and appreciate my art <3

This means alot!!

Honestly, I don't care that Silksong is taking time, because with or without Silksong, I was able to play this beautiful game that is Hollow Knight, and you can't put a price on that (I think we're taking video games for granted nowadays, especially this one cuz, just think about it: it was a team of less that 5 members that put together this beauty, and I loved every second of it)

But anyways, I think I'm done with my renting haha!

Happy birthday Hollow Knight, and a big thank you to Team Cherry <3

You guys rocks !(they won't ever see this but whatever)

Edit: Soooo I just realized that I used the wrong version of the last page (there's 2 versions of that page : one with thsome slight soul particles outside the panel, and one without)

I chose the wrong one when I posted it here, and it already got massively rebloged in less than a day blblblbl but I fixed it anyways (y'all are crazy fr 😭)

[chancloud8]

PART 11 << previous chapter

series masterlist

series summary: you catsit for lee know while he's on tour and unexpectedly develop a relationship with him through texting him about his cats

pairing: lee know x reader

chapter tags: smau, flirting, fluff, sappy minho a/n: eeeeeekkk this is the last chapter (for now) you guys! I hope you like it <3

a/n: that's a wrap guys aaaahhhh :( I hope you enjoyed this silly little fic as much as I enjoyed writing it <3

I might write some bonus chapter in the future, like a written epilogue when Minho comes home or some more texts, but for now I'm focussing on the MANY other fic ideas I have.

Thank you so so sooo much for all the love you've given CFTS, I appreciate and love every single one of you!! <3

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[phonyroni]

MUSHROOM OASIS CHAPTER 3 SPOILERS

So I loved it...

I am so impressed at how accurate the MC is to me cuz I would also want to go home but get sidetracked IMMEDIATELY since I'm a pushover :')

This shitty doodle is just me showing how much I loved the new update and OMFG VIDA DONT DIE EVER HOW DARE YOU ADD THEM AAAAHHHH

[gremnda]

do you have a s8 pearl design? i love the ones you’ve made for her s9 and s10!

AAAAHHHH YOU ARE SO KIND THANK YOU SO MUCHH ;A;; <3 i really love drawing Pearl hrhfgrhfghrf thank you for this request, it made my whole day so much better hahah

but yes!! season 8 pearl, i did draw her once with keralis and once with boatem but i never did make a ”design” post so here it is :D moth pearl!!! i really want to add some evo/eye motifs to the design in the future for the lore effect but for now her design is full of moons lolol

[lepiota-cybe-yippee]

I HAVE FANART???? HELLO??? TYSM I LOVE IT AND I AM EATING IT OM NOM

A drawing of @lepiota-cybe-yippee's OC, Adeline, a runaway princess. I love her colour palette and design - it was also my first time drawing vitiligo, which was a fun challenge!

Thank you @lepiota-cybe-yippee for letting me draw her :)

[musette22]

Hiiiiii hello my lovelies, how is everyone doing?? 💖 I just wanted to make a little post to say that I'm aware I've been very absent these past few weeks and I miss being on here lots, but it's just because life's been insanely busy and eventful and I'm just kind of struggling to keep up! But lots of great things happened, and one of those things is that I got another pup aaaahhhh 😭😭

So, without further ado - meet Maisie!!! 💞💞💞💞 She's incredibly beautiful and tiny and sweet and smart and the biggest cuddler on the planet, and I already love her to absolute bits 🥺 I adopted her from a shelter in Turkey and she flew in on Wednesday and she's already completely at home and spends most of her time in my lap 💔 She weighs barely 5kg (which is less than half what Lily weighs), she's 3 years old and I think she thinks she's a little horse sometimes 🥰

Maisie and Lily get along great, even though Maisie tries to steal Lily's food and hogs the couch, but it's ok for now because this is the first home Maisie's had & it's like Lily knows 🥺

Anyway, lots more has happened, meaning I haven't had much time to be on here lately, but hopefully I'll be able to catch up with some things I've missed and reply to some messages very soon!!! Hope everyone is doing well, lots of love to you all from me & my girls 💗

[homeofthelonelywriter]

Drawn to you | Pt. 4

(A/N) This one's a bit shorter, but I hope you like it! Also, thank you so much for 2500 Followers!!! Aaaahhhh I love all of you so much!

Pairing: Alastor x bunny demon!Reader (no Y/N)

Warnings: flashback to life on earth, sexism

Synopsis: Your life back on Earth.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

Earth - 1920

“You’re late.”

You raised your head to look into the glaring eyes of your boss. The fat, old man regarded you with a scowl before turning around and stomping towards his office.

“I-I’m sorry Sir. The bus was full, so I had to wait for the next one, and-”

He turned to face you again, his face red with anger.

“I don’t care! You are paid to be here on time! The next time you’re late, I’ll cut it from your paycheck, understood?”

You frantically nodded while holding your breath. Pointing out that you were actually twenty minutes early and just ten minutes late from your usual thirty minutes early, would just enrage the man even more.

With another huff, the man walked into his office and slammed the door, making you jump at the sudden, loud noise. You sighed and quietly made your way to your workstation, where you sat up for the day. You smiled at your colleagues that passed and led pleasant small talk with the ones that stopped for a chat. But the whole day went by without you seeing your favorite person even once.

Not that he had to stop by or anything, but he sometimes did and those were always the best moments of the day. He held such a passion for this job, it always infected you, made you hold on to the dream of one day being a host yourself.

But in your heart, you knew that that dream was foolish. A woman? A radio host? That would never happen. If you were lucky, maybe you could become the secretary, but your voice would never be aired live. At least not in this century.

With a sigh, you got to work. You quickly wrote up the weather report for the day, before handing it over to your boss, who would give the final go. After that you filed through letters and parcels, delivering them to where they needed to go.

You were basically done with your day’s work and it wasn’t even time for lunch. So, you decided to work on your dream some more. Whenever you had free time, you’d type out what you would do if you were the host. Corny jokes and funny advertisements. You’d make a list of the songs you’d play and what you’d be talking about.

Your shoulders slumped as you finished your dream program, the realization that that would never happen, catching up to you. Sometimes you wondered if playing into the dream made reality harder to bear. You still continued your wishful thinking, lost in a dream where you were calling the shots and where you would yell at fat, old men.

Two hands suddenly covering your eyes pulled you back to reality and a grin took over your lips.

“Guess who?”

You chuckled, trying to think of a witty response.

“Oh, Samantha, is that you?”

The laugh that escaped the man behind you made your heart race and butterflies erupt in your belly.

“Would you prefer it being Samantha?”

You shook your head with a smile and the hands lowered until they rested on your shoulders. With a wide grin, you spun in your chair, to come face to face with your favorite person.

“Now, how is my favorite lady doing?”

You rolled your eyes as he guided your right hand to his lips, before pressing a chaste kiss to your knuckles.

“Ah, you know, same old, same old. Got my work done within two hours, wrote down my concept for the day and it’s not even lunchtime, got yelled at by boss-man once again,-”

The usually smiling host’s expression hardened when you mentioned the fat, old man. He glared in the direction of his office. If looks could kill, that man would be dead.

“Someone ought to take care of that bastard.”

With wide eyes, you raised your hands against the man’s mouth to shush him.

“You can’t just say stuff like that. You’ll get fired.”

He turned back to you with his signature smile.

“If I were to get fired for protecting you, it would be worth it.”

You felt your cheeks heat up at his words and quickly lowered your head, a coy smile playing on your lips. Your reaction caused the man to chuckle, before carefully ruffling through your hair. A complaint crossed your lips at his action and he stopped with a playful laugh, before helping you to fix your hair.

“So, what’s on your agenda today?”

You grabbed the pieces of paper and went through the different points you had written up, ending on the big story you’d talk about, were you in any kind of position to.

“Congress is supposed to vote on the 19th amendment in a few days. I really hope it gets signed.”

The man nodded thoughtfully, taking notes in his head. He was about to say something when his name was called from the other end of the office space.

“Gotta run, will you tune in tonight?”

He was already walking away, still facing you.

“I always do.”

He grinned, before turning around and running to where he was being summoned, leaving you with a soft smile and a racing heart.

By the time you had to clock out, you were sure you were dying of boredom. It was bad enough that you had considered asking for more work, but thankfully you made it through the day without. You quickly put on your gloves and hat, before you left the radio station and made your way home.

As soon as you entered your apartment, you hurried to the old radio in your kitchen and turned it on, just in time to hear him introducing himself.

“Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the evening show. I’m your host, as usual, Alastor!”

Hell - now

“Why don’t you remember me?”

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Hazbin Hotel - Masterlist

Master-Masterlist

[tbob-enthusiast]

Oh my god man

Hilda WOULD get the skull. In fact, as soon as he finds out Hilda collects skulls she will be gifted with bones at completely random moments of the day. "It's dangerous to go alone. Take this (hands her an extremely well preserved skeleton of a pollen fairy)"

Ooohhhuuufhfhsbdja but he's so so torn on the morgue thing. So much so that he'd probably excuse himself (cough, bullshit) and run off the first time it happens 😭. And he'll start pacing.

(oh... unplanned, but: SH mentions ahead!)

"... But she's too young for this!" He'd pace. "She's already - almost- desensitized to it !! To death! How could they do this to a little kid?"

"But if she wasn't, then she'd be afraid of me." He'd pace. "I hate it but it's the reason why she's not afraid of me, but she should be afraid of me, right? Anyone would! Anyone should!" (dog dog dog King's attack dog, Queen's lapdog. Rabid feral thing bites bites bites. It'd devour you like the god of beasts with its horde of undead. No wonder it is their leader; he gives them a good example!)

God. I think he'd get distressed enough about it to SH :( . He wouldn't try to jump off the big cliff of Gravity Falls ( ... again ) because Pacifica's not here to mend his broken bones, but he's still distressed enough for his hair to cling to his face like bindings he can't control, no matter how suffocating, no matter how tightly, no matter how much his arms sting as he digs his nails into his skin. He's upset and doesn't know how else to describe the feeling other than upset which in turn just makes him MORE upset and HGHTNGG5HTBFBFRBRBBGFHHBGGG

War is horrible. He fucking hates it and hates all in it.

But.

It's a decent enough stress reliever. I mean, you can just turn off your brain and focus on nothing more than running, dodging, tearing apart anything that's in your way, and trying to not get hurt enough to the point of being immobile.

And this place is free of it! No battlefield, no war! No annoying Pines to aim his gun at your face and dance with you as you dodge his bullets and he, your blade !! No horde of peons to remove from your land !!! Nothing !!!

It's awful and he HATES IT GRGAVRHRHRR

It all simmers and over spills as soon as he sees a zombie get up for the first time. One he didn't summon- in fact, nobody summoned that one at all. And it shocked him, really, because he'd never seen any of the undead just pop on on their own!!

The fact that the whole family treated it- him, it was a man, a rotting middle-aged man! Like he was comparable to a rat infesting their trashcan or a weed growing by their garden? He would've probably lashed out. Wouldn't have hurt them, no, but he would've grown— would've become a thing that's dripping in black goo like tar and melted flesh, whose teeth are bared and whose eyes are red and white like some fucked up kind of vulture. Whose entire stance screams GET AWAY GET AWAY GET AWAY and whose voice no longer speaks any word, but whose message is imprinted into their brains regardless.

You know that saying that goes "if you stare too long at the void, eventually it will stare back at you?" Yeah. That's what it felt like. Like a midday sun was suddenly overtaken by darkness beyond an eclipse. Pressure like descending in an elevator to the depths of the ocean.

He'll hiss at you and his form will change, from tar to quills to feathers, but either way he's just very worked up and upset.

He'll stay in the graveyard for a while. The zombie is there with him. He doesn't let him walk out of the graveyard, and occasionally breaks down in ugly tears that leave dark splotches of hot tar that kill the grass it touches. He holds the man's face gently and cries because it's not alive-warm, but it's not empty-cold either. He doesn't want him to "live" in a limbo between life and death, but he doesn't want to let go, but doesn't want him to stay. He doesn't know. He doesn't know.

I don't think his form will go back to "normal", honestly, but in the end, when he held the dead man in an embrace that essentially killed both of them again, he'll look humanoid; he just looks like a freakishly tall and lanky cloaked figure, weeping over a dead body. Some sort of grieving figure who clung to a sack of bones like a lifeline, and could be heard mumbling apologies from time to time.

May the lizard have you. May you be reborn in a better world. May you have a life worth living. May you live again. May you live again ...

He will absolutely lose track of time in that state. He could stay there for a few hours or two weeks and at this point the hunger will just mix in with all the other overwhelming "feelings" he's got going on and will be numbed down to... just another thing going on.

I'm not even kidding. If you left him alone, he'd probably stay still long enough for moss to start growing on him 😭

What's it like to have a little sister?

pain.

[sailingfireshipz]

13x06 download.

1. Carver waking up in somebody else bed, hungover, once again & almost late for shift AGAIN.... this man is slipping. For the life of me, I don't understand why they made Jake a series regular just to go in and deconstruct his character growth. I don't see the plot.

2. The way Stella kicked that man bed in 😂😂😂

3. Stella looking at Kelly when he says he'll take overhaul. She knows her hubby. She could see his wheels spinning.

4. I'm so happy Ritter actually witnessed the bird attacking Mouch. Mouch needed that validation 😭

5. Pascal questioning Stella about truck again is just so.... Not because I don't think he should be asking those questions but more so the tone & manner in which he does it is just so triggering for me. The difference in how he talks to Kidd vs. how he engages in a conversation with Kelly later in the episode is night & day.

5a. I feel bad for Stella. It's clear something is going on with Carver, but it seems like if she tells Pascal, he'll just flip it on her again like he did with Damon. Rock meet hard place. Stella's storyline this entire first half has been navigating mens bullshit instead of dealing with her backstory 😒 😑

6. Carvers "there will be no more screw ups" gave me whiplash because that sounds like something S11 Carver said MANY times

7. Tony has been crushing it! Keep giving the man more screen time.

8. Pascal conversation with Kelly... do we see how the tone & overall demeanor is different, relaxed, and not accusatory in nature 🙂 this continues to be problematic for me

9. I can't tell if Flynn is a good or bad guy... he sort of weirds me out

10. STELLARIDE has PARENTS written all over them in that Med scene. Like they finally got a babysitter to enjoy a night out & Kelly's dragging Stella to Med for a case 😆

11. Does anyone know what it was that Tori brought Carver & why would Kidd care? It looked like a knife?

11a. Tori's manipulation is insane. She has this man withdrawing & icing people out that have had his back in so many situations. Hope he doesn't burn all those bridges

12. Stella & Violet 👩‍🍳 💋 i want to hear more about that great dinner. Ugh!

13. "Severide, I'm starting to get the feeling you have a problem with authority." lmao, oh, you don't know much about our Severide, do you, chief?

14. Kelly immediately going to Stella. My ❤️

15. What i love about the Go home Carver scene is that Stella is not wavering when it comes to doing right by her rig & ultimately 51. She could have easily folded with the scrutiny coming from the chief, but NOPE! She's not dealing with the foolishness just to not be on his hit list! My Fearless Queen

16. Follow me here... What does Flynn do for a living? He said he got assigned a new case... the state trooper in the ghost gun case said the DA needed the evidence... hmmm idk

17. Kelllllly "My firehouse" Severide aaaahhhh I'm screaming. The way he had Pascal gagged

17a. Selfishly wishing Kelly would have defended Stella the way he just laid Pascal out about the case when Pascal called her a pain in the ass.....

18. Pascal telling Kelly that Bishop is prone to violence & doesn't make empty threats & the first words out of Kellys mouth was I'm in... Kelly, have we LEARNED nothing from S10-12 😭🥹🥹🥹

18a. Like damn at least talk to Stella (YOUR WIFE) first before readily offering yourself up as a target. What happened to we're a team!?

Loved this episode & excited for next week! Any thoughts, theories, or ramblings out there? Let me know i love it when we all discuss our different perspectives!