#I might have something later in the week

[i-really-like-phrogs]

Because I forgot, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BEETLEJUICE CARTOON!!!

The cartoon is now free to watch on Tubi, and just in time to celebrate, whether it’s a late party or just belated! My art and my passion for storytelling would never be where it is today without the love of this cartoon to push me to do better and to learn everything there is to learn so I could show my love and appreciation for it better and better. Blow out the candles, make a wish, WE LOVE YOU, YOU SILLY LITTLE CARTOON!

[sysig]

“It could be that the loss of her children drove the Queen deeper into her darker desires...but, I don’t believe she was fighting against them that hard before that particular tragedy. No monster does.” (Patreon)

Bonus:

Hmm, wonder what he could cover those holes with :3c

[bluespiritshonour]

here's 18-19 year old aang sketches. been hearing aang is ugly discourse—no he ain't. he was just 12.

[omppupiiras]

sighhhh

[golden-stag]

I know I'm like, one game away from meeting him for real and I probably shouldn't be speculating on a character I don't know yet.

But I have been thinking about *Sin* recently... in terms of like, this kid has to be in near constant pain, right? It might be a little mitigated by him being part gear, but I can't imagine growing so fast wouldn't be excruciating... Especially since he'd be more human than gear (if that train of thought applies here-)

This kid is going through body horrors not previously conceived by my mind I'm gonna. Throw up on the carpet.

[quins-makeshift-menagerie]

Brb gotta just yell into the void

[megumi-fm]

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[dyketennant]

oh i can already tell i’m about to have some really unpopular opinions about the edge of sleep tv show

[crybabydaydream]

hey i just thought you guys should know in case you want to use this info against me for horny reasons that im pretty much always on the verge of tears and it takes little to no effort to make me cry

[bratkook]

manifested a tattoo appointment from my favorite artist in the whole world & now im getting my shoulder absolutely blasted in two weeks lmaoooooo

[suddencolds]

~

[girlbossdean]

woke up at 2 am from weird leg pain that might be thrombosis <3 now I'm at work it still hurts and I'm panicking <3 thinking about going to the ER later but I don't wanna miss work so it'll have to wait until the evening <3 life is full of many such delights <3

[lecliss]

I'll never be able to take the theory that Vincent is Sephiroth's real father seriously cuz I cannot stress enough how important I think it is to the plot that Vincent wanted to fuck Lucrecia and did not get to.

[grellssquishyhusband]

Okay I need my comfort character back so Grell headcannons!

- Likes spicy food

- Naturally has brown hair

- I think she and Barbie would be friends

- She and Will are Ex's

- I think she'd run a food blog. She'd absolutely abandon all her dreams to be a good critic. I'm so certain about this.

- I think she makes her own dolls or stuffies

- She actually doesn't hate dogs

- I think she wants a hairless cat

- She's really really good at video games and likes fucking with people on VC "❤️✨🩷 Hi guys! I'm Grell!" "Ugh a girl. We're gonna lose" "(noticeably deeper voice) Say that again bitch fuck "

- She's German

- Her fashion sense is just aggressively alternating between Fem fatal and hello kitty girl

- I have this feeling that the second she gets home and takes off all her pretty clothes she's just full morphs into a sweaty gamer girl. Shes not like cute gamer girl. She just plays video games on a 10 year old computer in the dark while laying on a completely bear mattress and drinking mt dew and completely cocooned in like 7 blankets.

- She has freckles

- She also experienced that universal trans thing of it taking like a few months to a year to figure out how to actually dress like the gender you identify with so there's like a year of shame where she just had absolutely terrible outfits.

- She has at least 1 other female reaper friend. Toboso just won't show us that friend.

[itsahotminuteinbetween]

this is mostly in jest but heads up i might not post official art besides small doodles for a while because my drafts ran out and these past two weeks have genuinely been destroying my mental health so I don't have the capacity to do anything seriously art-related right now

[ginneke]

already too late (if we arrive at all) - #1

It's Revalink Week! You probably want cute things! But because it's me, there's knives. 🔪

Was struggling for a long while to decide what to do for the prompts, so I'm taking them as loose background vibes for each section of an overall ficlet. I'm writing this more or less as we go, so let's hope we get to a satisfying....ish ending! Will port to Ao3 at the end of the week.

(hey @coconi this is what you were happily waiting for. .....or one of those things anyway.)

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Pairing: Revalink Rating: T

(A soulmate AU, sort of.)

-- Prompt #1: what are you waiting for? --

Revali is… many things.

He carries himself with a level of confidence that borders on arrogance; he doesn't hesitate to share his thoughts when things displease him (often), and rarely has anything positive to say about anyone — or anything.

In short, he's the kind of person that Link's instincts say he should have nothing to do with. If he's not sniping at Link’s failure (inability) to respond to his challenge, he's opining - at length - on the supposed flaws of Link’s so-called character, and if he’s not sharing said opinions with all and sundry, he’s pretending to ignore Link's general existence.

Would Revali speak with less vitriol, if he knew? Or would disappointment sharpen his tongue, and resentment make him even more vicious?

Link doesn't know. He fears finding out. He guards his secrets closely. Indeed, it's entirely possible that they would never have had anything to do with each other, hailing as they do from opposite corners of the country, if not for this cruel trick of fate.

…Revali is, undeniably, the Rito's greatest archer in generations, and a true master of flight, as graceful in the air as Mipha is in water. Even if his personality is lacking, his skills would be more than enough to make up the shortfall, under any normal circumstances.

And yet…

Link cannot speak of this to anyone; they wouldn't believe him if he did — but there's a secret too delicate to name, too fragile to share, too tenuous to trust.

A side of Revali that he would never want Link to know about.

This is the final thing about Revali. The most upsetting thing about Revali. The thing that makes Link wish he was someone, anyone else, and then makes him loathe himself for that thought.

Revali is Link's soulmate.

And time is already running out.

—

Link is twelve years and eleven months of age, the first time he feels the tug on his wrist.

The legends say this should be a joyful thing. It's nothing of the sort. If Link hadn't learned, eleven months ago, hopes crushed before they had a chance to bloom, that his soulmark was far from a happy one — if he hadn't had the lesson reinforced, over and over, through harsh glances and cutting whispers from the moment he drew that sword from the pedestal out in the forest — he might have let himself…

Curled into a ball in the corner of the barracks, on his low mattress tucked well out of the way of the older boys — young men, really, and all of them much older than him — Link holds his left wrist out, far away from his body as if distance might be enough to remove the temptation to answer.

Your soulmate, it's said, can feel strong emotions from you, if you're holding your end of the string.

Link does his best not to have those. It only makes things worse.

But Link's soulmate, whoever they are, won't stop tugging on the thread that connects their souls without their will or their consent.

Curiosity. That's the only Link feels reverberating along the string, and if he hadn't already known that his soulmate was - in all likelihood - younger than him, this basically guarantees it. Naive enough to be innocent; innocent enough to be curious. Curious enough to keep tugging on that binding thread despite the lack of reply, long past the point where Link thought they would give up. It should be their first assumption. If nobody replies, then they don’t have their matching mark yet. That’s how the legend goes: it’s only when you’re old enough to understand what the mark means that it’ll appear on you.

Well, that’s how Link understands it. Other people say it differently. But other people don’t have that awareness of how an unspooling thread can mark you—beyond the obvious. How eyes can follow you with suspicion, and fear, and resentment, when you’ve done nothing but bear the touch of a gift so rare as to have become a legend.

When it’s clear that what should be a blessing is closer to a curse.

When they forget so easily, and chide you for remembering.

It's only when the moon is high overhead that Link's unlucky soulmate finally starts to relent in their investigation of the thread, their curiosity fogged over by fatigue, the tension finally growing slack, but the faint thrum of contact still there, as if — still enthralled by its newness — they’d gone to sleep still clutching the string, unwilling to let go.

And it softens something in him: though he wants to be angry, wants to hate the mark and everything it stands for… instead Link draws his outstretched wrist back towards him, and though he doesn’t dare touch the strand hanging loosely from his wrist — the thread only he, and not even his so-called soulmate, can see — he curls his other hand near to it, so close that he could touch it, if only he was brave enough.

It’s bad luck, to be Link’s soulmate.

Whoever they are, Link wants to protect them.

No matter how impossible it is.

Links to be added as the week goes on:

Part 2: here Part 3: here Part 4: Part 5: Part 6: Part 7:

(Part 8?)