#I almost kept it going

[inkskinned]

sure i find you in my hair and under my pillow and in the car. but i know in my heart you are picking me out of your teeth. i know i am burning through your sundays, sticking to your ceiling.

i hope i'm in every bitter cup of coffee and every candle wick and every bath. i hope my shadow flickers under your door so the empty hallway i have left behind is a swift dart of nothing more. i hope you find me in notebooks and stop signs and fleetwood mac - like i am marginalia on your life, i want my fingerprints burned into your days like acid.

i loved you, and you know i loved you, and for the rest of your life i will be the person you broke. for the rest of your life i hope the shame of that runs like a cattle dog, bites at your heels. i hope every time your cup is full or the moon is a toenail or a cat is purring or a laugh is in your belly or the sky turns pink while the sun is setting - i hope you remember that someone loved you, and you crushed them in your palms. you extinguished every future i lit. i hope that haunts you.

i hope you never fucking forget it.

[dreamerdagn]

my tears of the kingdom experience so far

[corpsentry]

pick your battles

[bigfatbreak]

Does Chloe tone down her direct bullying/harassment of Marinette after that day to just the dead mom jokes out of guilt, or is it more that Marinette now being homeschooled means Chloe just lost access? Also, does Lila try the whole lying/sabotaging thing on Marinette and just fail or does Marinette just not care?

Lila has no reason to sabotage Marinette because Marinette isn't threatening her little empire she wants to build. In fact, she really wants Marinette on her side BECAUSE she's not apart of the school, so she doesn't need to keep up an elaborate web of lies! She can just try to befriend a talented girl who makes AMAZING food and try to get freebies~

meanwhile, with Chloe, things got really complicated after the pool incident...

Tom was not in the mood to put up with this crap.

[hvneymelons]

For Dante, maintaining close friendships - and fruitful ones at that - meant the world. There was a large portion of him that wished he could simply love them all equally and distribute himself so that they could each hold a piece of him. It was hard being out in the world of music, something that he hadn’t put much thought behind until he was back at home. Life on the road was ever changing, and fast evolving, meanwhile here everything felt as though it stopped. Time moved slower and yet so fast all at once. It was disorienting for someone like him. It probably also didn’t help in the matter that he returned.  More often than not coming back home was like a guessing game. Who’s still around? Who’s moved on with life? Who’s having kids? Who’s this, and who’s that. The questions were never ending, and then there was trying to figure out who he was to them after. If they had been friends upon his leaving, did coming back maintain that friendship? Did they somehow become acquaintances now, and were the inside jokes still intact? To him, walking out of Blue Harbor encapsulated the town in a small bubble and froze it in time. Yes, life went on, but unless he kept in contact with everyone he knew then they were just frozen until his return. Dante hated the alienness of it all.  “No.” he said, surprising himself even, “I don’t know.” Dante hadn’t really thought about being on the road for a while since coming back home. Making music, always, but physically going away once more he didn’t know if he had it in him. If that was a life that he still yearned for. He had everything that he needed at home; His grandpa, his pretty girl even as they weren’t speaking to each other much, his closest of friends. Music would always be a part of him, but he didn’t need to be traveling all over in order to do what he loved. It’s something that his grandma had always said to him growing up but he never fully understood until now that she was gone. The thought was depressing when he put it that way, because if he had listened to her, he could have spent her last years at home with her. Her last moments even.  Dante shifted over, laying his head near Ruairi as he aired his thoughts. “I keep wanting to do something, but I don’t know if it sounds crazy.” He went on to explain how over the last few months he had been meeting with different industry affiliates and setting up meetings for his own research. Opening up an indie record label based out of Blue Harbor to further aid the exposure of local artists not just in the town but neighboring cities as well. He’d set up shows and help in producing and writing music as well as partnering with the likes of MOREMUSIC Studios. He had an entire plan throughout, just waiting to be put in motion. “A little ambitious, huh?” he asked, glancing sheepishly at his friend.

"I'm the sore loser?" Ruairi sputtered, laughing as he slung an arm across Dante's shoulders and pulled the other man into a half-hearted headlock and several obnoxious kisses pressed into his hair for a handful of seconds before he nudged him away and allowed Dante to right himself at his own pace. It was easy―whatever was between them was firmly rooted in a solid friendship and Ruairi relied on that fact to comfort himself when he wondered how their relationship might shift as he got serious about other people. He imagined it wouldn't change much but he'd never looked at his relationship with Dante―with their flirting and teasing and general level of physical affection―to mean more than the fact that he loved the other man deeply in a way that worked perfectly well for them. He'd have said the same about all of the close relationships he had in his life―whatever an individual dynamic might've been, it was unique and special to him and he was reluctant to let anything change it.

"I don't think that's weird," he said with a shrug, shifting so he could look at Dante without having to crane his neck at an odd angle. He found himself smiling as he listened to the other man speak―allowed the comment to settle between them for a few beats before he nodded, "I reckon it was always gonna feel a bit different once you settled down here, love. You were gone a while and y'know― the more things change, the more they stay the same and all that. D'you miss it? Bein' out on the road and stuff?" He asked, tilting his head so he could look at his friend curiously.

He hadn't been the most adventurous person in the world to begin with but when Fionn was born, Ruairi hadn't spared a second thought to losing out on traveling or doing anything at all that wasn't throwing himself into being a proper father to his son. He imagined they'd be able to travel together a bit more now and Fionn was happy and Ruairi wasn't in a hurry to tour the world if it meant leaving his son behind for any reason. It wasn't where he'd imagined he'd be in his life but he'd not have changed it for anything. If anything, it made him appreciate his friends that much more―all of their varied experiences and points of view and everything else―it was just another thing to love about them; another thing to love about Dante.

[factual-fantasy]

Been dealing with some kind of artblock/burnout for the past few days/weeks and have been filling my time with CookieRun: Kingdom.

This is a drawing based on a cutscene from the story mode. Although they didn't actually seem to hug when they were reunited they absolutely should have and I was very sad that they didn't 😭

[detectiveposting]

my stages of watching columbo

1: hahah hes just a silly detective ;)

2: columbo is actually a cunning manipulative liar that hides his true persona behind the facade of a slow and clumsy middle class detective

3: hahah hes just a silly detective ;)

[daily-odile]

1,,,, 100 days,,,,,,,,, and 800 followers,,,,,,,,,,,,,

From the bottom of my heart, thank you everyone.........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[kingprinceleo]

just kinda a thing i wanted to say since ik i have younger artists following me (its applicable to everyone really, but very important to form care habits as early as possible) i read about others artists experiencing pain from overworking and i always thought to myself, i wouldnt let that happen to me, im real young, i still have time before i have to worry about really damaging my body

but your body really doesnt care, if you push yourself, if you ignore the pain, its going to fuck you up. maybe for the rest of your life please god take care of yourself when you draw, write, game, literally anything. stretch your wrists, fingers, dont keep your elbow in a locked a position for too long, especially dont lean on your elbows. get up around every 45 minutes, drink water, eat food, use the bathroom, stretch your whole body and your hands again. walk outside and let your eyes readjust your body is trying to communicate with you for a reason when you start hurting, please listen to it, be kind to yourself, you deserve it

[dooblebugss]

FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ritoryb]

[the-ghost-king]

I do think it's funny that the pjo fandom has kind of modernized a lot of characters looks/aesthetics with the changing time even if it's just subtle things like their haircuts or graphics on their shirts, but not Will.... like we have been drawing this kid with the same haircut for 10+ years and we still make him wear bootcut jeans with flip flops. It's so amusing, we hold up all these characters and we're like "look how they've grown and changed!" I'll see Hazel drawn with butterfly locs! Annabeth in fics now wears clothes like what I see women wearing on home design shows! Sometimes people give Nico a modern mullet or a fluffy tiktok haircut! I no longer see people drawing Piper in the babydoll dress and jeans combo! But for whatever everyone across the fandom seemed to look at Will and go "this boy shall only ever belong in the 2010s" and its funny as hell to me.

[townslore]

ohhhh. Ouuhhh. learning how to draw and stylize them is so much fuckjng FUN,

(pro/ship dni)

[pinkd3mon]

Dedede at the end of revenge of the king

Day 4 of drawing random kirby shitpost for every day of October

[spookybeandoodle]

Late night doodle of Clown Garfield

[katabay]

original thief series basso & garrett :)

ngl, it's about quality over quantity for me. an npc can have a total of three minutes of screen time, but if they have a cool name, they can live rent free in my head and I'll spend several hours trying to decipher drawable features from a blurry screenshot of pixels

there is a vague hint of a story here, and that's because every time I try to play thi4f, I get incredibly frustrated with how Not Fun the game play is. like, is the story good? well. but it has a PLAGUE. that should've given it instant 'I'll replay this once a year' status in my heart, but the game play sucks so bad that I've never finished it. I can't believe Not Fun gameplay beat out my obsession with narrative plagues.

anyway, the idea is basically if the original era had a game with a plague centric narrative and some other stuff I liked out of thi4f thrown into a narrative blender, with a heavy dash of horror thrown in because some parts of the thief games were scarier to me than entire dedicated horror genre games.

⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app