#I might take a nap actually

[the-n3w3st-g1rl-g1rl]

okayy also like while on the subject of frisk not being very expressive

I think Kris is actually pretty expressive. or at least more than frisk lol

but depression and trauma uh. made them a bit less expressive. because tired sad times

and then the player came around and oops no expression at all other than like. tone of voice

[keyofmgy]

scrolling through the persistent depressive disorder tag and holy shit some of you bitches actually get me. hate that for y’all

[crescentmp3]

hi discord has officially been shut down in turkey after a recent arrest. have my new character

[image desc: a thighs-up digital drawing of a character. she walks forward with her hands on her hips, a charming grin on her face as she winks. she has blackish indigo hair that somewhat reaches below her neck and to her collarbones. her eyes are a light green that matches a darker green cardigan she wears over an orange tank top. she wears redish shorts beneath them with detachable extensions that show some skin. the background is decorated with some misc things. // end id]

[mcybree]

last night was craaaaaazy (< said like I got drunk at a bar and didn’t just get so mad about scott and pearl I stayed up until 5 am reevaluating my DL notes and recontextualizing the series in my head)

[oneroomjestershow]

me petting my Ren wip before i change it to something else because my brain can't be still

[beans-and-shet]

A cute little scene that takes place shortly after they’re married. Some things never change.

[oifaaa]

Fun fact: Tim Drake got progressively more annoying the more annoying honorary little siblings were pushed onto me by my way-too-big family. In this essay I will explain-

Dick Grayson that you buddy

[zebedeezing]

Shoutout to mentally ill fam out there going through the worst time ever but still stop themselves from saying ‘kys’ even if it’s on the tip of your tongue very often, because they know it’s a wrong thing to say and they have the strength and restraint to hold back just as one would not say a slur

I mean mostly in real life but online too

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

I can't help but imagine a bit of fluff throughout all this angst

Scar is standing, shocked still, doesn't know what to do because it's over, and he doesn't break out of it until-

Grian slams into him with a hug. It jolts him out of that place and he's in the void or rest world or who knows, but they're all there, and they're proud of him, because he made it, he won, he can rest now.

They create a massive group hug and even as they start to disperse, to head back to society, it's still there.

Scar hangs back and just watches it all, because this is what he wanted all along, they're all back together again and he feels like he can breathe again.

And then Jimmy turns back, and he calls to him, and Scar laughs off whatever he said and joins the group where they wait for him

He's finally, finally not alone.

[cuubism]

that idea about dream having once had wings is living in my head rent-free so have some hcs for the other endless & wings

imo destiny wouldn’t have wings. he is chained to his book, to reality, to the future and the past. he is a force that supports the laws of nature, rather than denies them. he is fixed in a way that dream & death are not. he does not have wings because he is the walls that keep us from flying, the ceiling hanging low over our heads. he is the limit, the boundary, the end. he has no flights of fancy. he is what is, not what can be. destiny does not have wings. 

death has wings, of course. it’s partially because we imagine her as the angel of death, come to bear us away to another world. death is an ending, a reality, like destiny, but the line between life and death is permeable (albeit in only one direction) in a way destiny’s lines are not. death is what brings people to another world. she guides us, lifts us up, brings us comfort at the end. death as the anthropomorphic personification is not only an ending, but a beginning, and it is the sound of her wings that conduct us from this place to the next. she is a doorway, a path, a light at the end of the tunnel. death has wings. 

and then dream. of course, dream. he is a literal flight of fancy, defined as that which is not, the essence of unreality. he is not limited by what is, he is free, he is dream. of course he has wings. 

later, he does not, but i think you’ve done a far better job talking about that than i ever could. 

desire is nebulous, hard to pin down. they are not concrete, they are emotions, they are everywhere & everywhen. if you shut them up, shut them away, they will destroy you, because they cannot be caged. desire has wings. 

despair… she is her twin’s darker shadow, their balance, the falling to their flight. desire lifts you up, whispers that there is freedom above if only you try. despair tells you that there is nothing up there, and you couldn’t reach it if there were. all that is left is to sink, to let the water weigh you down and to drift. to fall. to slumber in viscous tar that will not let you free. despair does not have wings. 

destruction is anchored in reality, in carnage, in ruin. he is a crumbling, a falling, a flame. he does not fly because he is inevitable, because he is not meant for such graces. but he wants to fly, longs for it, wishes hopelessly to escape the destruction he wreaks like a bird that flutters out of a window the moment before the whole of it tumbles to ruin. when he paints himself, he adds wings. 

delight flew, long ago. her wings were myriad colours and full of light. she was the rainbow at the end of a storm, the glint of a smile, the shimmer of light on glass. she flew with purpose, with luminescence, with glory. the flutter of a heartbeat, the uplift of joy. delight had wings. 

delirium does not. she drifts, unmoored by gravity or by reality, separated from everything more sharply than dream ever was — even dream must obey the line drawn between the waking and the dreaming, but delirium simply floats through such boundaries. she is disconnected, a speck on the wind, a hallucination, her movements unpredictable and bound by no laws. delirium is a ghost, and needs no wings.

i love these so much, thank you! particularly the idea of destruction painting himself with wings. i'm trying to decide if i want to posit desire having wings sometimes, my thoughts on it won't fully form... but desire as a concept can be so fickle, so on-and-off, that i wonder about their wings being so too. i really like your headcanons :)

add dream losing his wings to the list of Fucked Up Things That Messed Up The Endless As A Family, particularly if having wings is like an Endless thing at least for some of them. strong headcanon that it's just Not Talked About since dream won't speak of it after how things went down with destiny and nobody really knows how to address it anyway. if it's brought up it's usually desire being a dick about it (though deep down they actually do feel sympathy for dream, plus the fear of this happening to them too). everybody very functionally ignores it and dream doesn't mention it for 5 billion years 👍 nothing like NOT grappling with the sudden knowledge that you can be permanently changed against your will. it's fine

anyway this reminded me of how morpheus is sometimes depicted with wings in art. such as

In the Arms of Morpheus, W. Reynolds-Stephens

Morphée, Jean Antoine Houdon

Morpheus, Jean-Bernard Restout

you get the gist 😂

[lakka-arts]

click for better quality

i said i was going to draw more gerlion

[sagesariadnd]

The wizard Merlin

A game I was in ~2020-2022 that's on indefinite hiatus was 10th Kingdom esc. fairy tale/Disney/folklore themed game where we were collecting old magic artifacts to protect them from the evil fey king. (An example of these artifacts would be the jewel box that the huntsman was supposed to bring Snow White's heart in.) Merlin was our questgiver and we used his tower as a base of operations, while his apprentice came with us as a DMPC. (I do have a mini of the apprentice too, but haven't finished painting him.)

Mini was made using Hero Forge, and hand painted by me.

[positivityjediprince]

No one:

Literally no one:

Lily's Garden: In the garden there is a secret underground temple made by an old secret group who fought corruption (but now are a chess society), two of Lily's friends accidentally got stuck in the temple, the cat (who may or may not be a reincarnation of the great grandmother) showed Lily how to rescue them.

They have now deliberately trapped a potential secret agent down there to find out why he's been spying on them.

[orcelito]

With a combination of medicine, excessive water, and Soup, I am feeling... okay.

Very sleepy. But at least it's not agony to swallow like it was last night. So I'll take it.

[askacultleader]

zip are you napping again

if you are i hope it was a good one :3

(/gen, /genq, /pos, sweet dreams!)

{Oh god i wishhhhhh i've been busy this whole time 😭😭😭}

{Technically still am, i'm not even supposed to be on tumblr rn}

[radiaking]

Me: ugh I’m sick of staring at my computer screen

Also me: sits on my phone instead